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116 Then I Die

Delia's POV

"Albert, if someone must die, let it be me!"

Confronting the imposing Albert, I replied loudly.

As I responded to him, I retrieved the concealed knife I took when I left the camp.

Before Albert could react, I plunged the knife into my chest.

A wave of excruciating pain surged through me, and I felt a liquid splatter onto my hand.

Undoubtedly, it was my own blood spilling out.

I had expected to lose consciousness from the pain, but I didn't faint. My awareness remained remarkably clear.

I felt warmth on my neck and, lowering my gaze, I discovered that the blood flowing from my wound wasn't all cascading downward.

Instead, some of it defied gravity, flowing onto my pearl necklace. What had been a pristine white pearl necklace instantly turned blood-red.

"Delia!" After seeing me drive the knife into my own chest, Albert froze for a moment.

When he finally reacted, he released his grip, ceasing the creation of vines entwining Prince Kral and Alen.

He rushed to my side, embraci
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