Dylan smacked his neck as he let out an annoyed sigh. His action made the maids gasp in surprise. To them, Dylan who has a large body is very intimidating. Coupled with its title as the King's golden sword that is able to eradicate any enemy. And who managed to survive after falling into the ravine.No wonder the servants in the room always looked tensed up even with the slightest movement from Dylan.“Hey, if I insist, will you guys get in big trouble?” Dylan asked other servants.In unison, the servants nodded."Okay then, I'm not going out. But instead, you guys get out of this room because I wanted to be alone.” Dylan shot a sharp glare at the servant in front of him."W-why sir? We won't do anything disturbing so you won't notice we're here. So don't kick us out, please."Seeing the faces of the servants turning paler, Dylan felt like his conscience was being scratched. Dylan clicked his tongue.“Heh, is the princess such a scary person that all of you are scared?”"No. Of course
Maryah dropped her body onto the soft sofa so hard that it made a loud 'thud' sound. Then after that, she let out a heavy sigh. Maryah wouldn't have done those two rude things at once elsewhere, or her image as a royal princess would have been suppressed."Haa." Again, Maryah let out a big sigh with a gloomy expression.“Geez, what a sigh, sister. Your sigh can shake the whole room." Maftah joked."Don't joke with me now, brother," Maryah replied in an annoyed tone.Maftha took his pen away from the paper he was looking at. Then he put his pen for good to then rest his chin on his fist.“What made you like this, sister?”"Sir Dylan.""Hmm, did my dude refuse your request to attend the event?"Maryah sighed again. "No. He accepted it.”"Yeah, good. So? What made you like this? Is it possible… his memory returned?”Maryah smacked her lips as she pouted. The infrequent frown on his forehead made Maftah unable to stay still. Like a good brother, he felt the need to listen more carefully t
That came sooner than expected. Ah no. It came as fast as I thought it will be. Really tho, how quickly do they want to get rid of us, even though we didn't do anything to harm them. It's really unfair.I watched Merri who was in front of the gate receive a messenger from the palace. I don't know what Merri was talking about with the messenger, but it seemed like it was taking longer than necessary. Not only that, but I also saw Merri's body shake as if she was holding about to get angry. Her shoulders heave up and down, while her hands hang around her waist.Anyone who knew Merri would know that she was angry even from behind."Come on Pasha, let's see what aunt Merri is doing in front." I carried Pasha.My guess is right. The closer I got, the more I heard Merri's voice rise. She was having an argument with a man in uniform, the messenger."What happened here?" I asked. My presence brought the two of them to a halt and turned their attention to me."Greeting, lady." Greet the royal
In the midst of a busy street where people go back and forth, two hands are holding each other tightly. The woman's tiny hand was almost covered by the man's big hand that was cupping her. In any case, it looked like the man had control over their day, but that wasn't true. It was the woman who has control over the man. Although her body was much smaller than the man and seemed unable to drag him, she managed to drag him to every stand that caught her eye.No matter how people see it, they are a harmonious couple. The couple's harmony made those who intersect with their steps so envious. The woman seems to be so in control of the man, while the man looks so content to be controlled by the woman. Even when the woman puts a hairpin in the man's hair, he complies.“Hmm, this sure looks good on blonde hair. I will buy it for Pasha! Wouldn't he be so cute wearing this?" Fuschia smiled happily while shaking a hairpin decorated with a purplish-blue butterfly in front of Dylan.“Both you and
Tap. Tap. Tap. There was the sound of footsteps approaching me! Damn it, I was flustered by my own stupidity to not notice someone else's presence here."Who are you?"No wonder my journey so far has been smooth and safe. I didn't expect everything to lead me to a stroke of bad luck like this. It's been a long time since I've felt the tension in my veins. Even when I snuck into this palace twice before, I didn't feel this kind of tension.Well, maybe because during those two times I only struggled with a few maids who didn't intimidate me and more or less ignored me. But now it's different. The man walking behind me is currently giving off a suppressing aura."Hey, I asked, who are you?" The man's voice sounded threatening.He stopped right behind me. I swallowed hard in my dry throat.It's all about flight or fight. But in my current situation, a flight is not the right choice unless I want to be chased because of suspicion. So, my last option is to 'fight'. I turned around. I found
"Don't you think that our kingdom was cursed after His Majesty's reign? Talk about those monsters, ugh, it gives me a headache.""That may be so. In his reign, suddenly our kingdom was attacked by those damn monsters. Whereas during the reign of the previous king, we were free from monsters.”“Uhm hey, could the rumors be true?”“What rumors do you mean?”“That the current King does not have the blessing of our ancient lord. That's why his leadership even brought havoc in our kingdom.""Oh, darn. No one knows what more catastrophe will threaten this kingdom after those disgusting monsters, haaa.”The nobles who had been present at the venue for the donation event organized by Haddad's Royal Family made their own circles. Some circles were made up of a group of young nobles, some were from the old aristocratic class. The ladies also helped form their own circle, and some have blended into the circle of the gentlemen.From the several circles that were created, their conversation has no
Fuschia moves to the side while people's attention is still on the pair. With her breath starting to feel heavy, Fuschia tried to close the distance from Dylan. Every inch she prayed and prayed. That all this is just a fabrication.'Yeah, this must be just a trick. What was Dylan up there for? Surely the king had threatened Dylan with our lives on the line so he had to fulfill his game. Look at him. He seemed forced to be up there. Though his smile was so beautiful, he couldn't do it because of them. It's sickening.'The empty tray she was carrying began to fill with empty glasses placed by the nobles. Her movements were so neat and effortless as she handed the tray full of empty glasses to other servants. Then she changed to carrying a tray filled with tiny cupcakes. 'Is that why they told me that Dylan was dead when he is very much alive? For this purpose? I don't understand what kind of political fight the king is going through, but does Dylan's presence that important?'Fuschia s
Dylan ruffled his hair. He spun around on the spot muttering something incoherent. He is in rage, then on the verge of crying. His emotions are so mixed. And they are all overlapping bad emotions. If he doesn't control it, he will destroy everything around him to vent his bad feelings.Including the woman who was sobbing on the floor in front of him right now, Maryah.“Why are you the one crying? I should be the one crying!” Dylan's roar made Maryah gasp."I don't have time. I have to get out of here.” Dylan was about to leave the room, but his hand was held by Maryah's grip."Please, don't go. Listen to me first. Listen to us first." Maryah swallowed her tears. With a hoarse voice, she tried to stop Dylan from leaving."Let me go. I can be rougher than this.” Dylan's warning came out from between his gritted teeth and drained Maryah's spirit.Maryah still gripped Dylan's hand tightly with both hands. But she also realized that this grip would be meaningless if Dylan rejected it. True
Tuyul is nowhere to be found.No matter how hard Mbayul and I searched for him, we could only conclude that Tuyul had left us. It's hard to accept that reality, especially when we don't say goodbye to each other.Mbayul and the other wandering fairies are still with us. They worked for me as a royal CCTV. They were the right creatures for the job because few could see them, even though many wizards had appeared now.Then, when Pasha was three years old, I learned Tuyul's last story."Mom, do you still remember Uncle Tuyul?"One night, Pasha asked about it.Pasha has excellent verbal skills at an early age, and he can already form complex sentences well, making it easier for us to converse. He also remembered some things about his childhood, when he was one year old.He even remembered the house in the middle of the forest that we once lived in in the Haddad Kingdom, and he also remembered our battle with the monsters. Therefore, it is not surprising that later those memories returned
It had not been six months since Dylan had served as the new king of Drachentia Kingdom, and he already held the title of 'Drachentia's golden wolf.' In that short time, he was feared by the kingdoms around Drachentia. Mainly because of his achievements in eradicating all the monsters and the remaining alchemist in Drachentia.Not only that, but he also paralyzed the illegal trade that occurred in Drachentia's sea. Without mercy. And it turns out that his actions have spread to shake the economic stability of other kingdoms in the vicinity, which have outsmarted Drachentia in terms of trade at sea.Then today was a big meeting with the diplomacy of the allied kingdoms, who were present for fear that Dylan would prey on their kingdom. As many people know that Drachentia is an archipelago kingdom, I think they are afraid that their kingdom will become one of Dylan's new islands.'But he's not that ruthless tho.' I smiled proudly at Dylan sitting beside me with a sinister expression.As
My second marriage ceremony.As Dylan requested, before the king's coronation ceremony, we had a wedding ceremony.Of course, a lot needs to be prepared for a royal family wedding, but since we want it to be done as soon as possible, the preparations are quite simple. After all, we want to be crowned husband and wife soon. So we don't think much about banquets and so on.I'm wearing a white wedding dress that looks as divine as the diamond sprinkles on top of it. When the sun's rays fall on me, my dress will twinkle.Why can there be such a beautiful wedding dress ready in such a short time? The answer is because of the enthusiasm of Laura and Mr. Andre, who had prepared the dress long ago, even when they didn't know when I could wear it. Likewise, with Dylan's wedding tuxedo.“Milady-oops, your majesty, you look so beautiful. You are like a goddess!”"Isn't she more like an angel because of her white dress?""Well, our lady can do both. Hohohoho~” Merri and the others had fun dressin
The day of Crown Prince Hayden's trial has finally arrived. The sky was a dull gray, and people flocked to the High Court to witness the historic trial in an uneasy mood. Their minds were in turmoil.Dylan and I sat on the witness stand. I could feel all eyes on us. I heard the whispers of the people behind us as they were the seats of the nobles."I'm here. Don't be nervous." Dylan whispered. Pulling up the nervousness I didn't realize ate up my consciousness.Even though I heard that Madame Luxor and Laura were trying to get a lot of news written in the newspapers in our favor, that doesn't mean everyone would necessarily believe all that. Especially the nobles who might be aiming for royal power through the royal family.More so when they heard their next king was a formerly enslaved person and a victim of alchemist experiments—not forgetting that I would also be their queen."Phew."The supreme judges entered the courtroom. I know one of the high judges who sit in the highest seat
After that great battle, I slept like the dead for two days. I pushed myself too much, so that's how it turned out.Meanwhile, Laura and Madame Luxor mobilized a lot of news media in the form of newspapers to write down everything that had happened overnight—starting from the reason for the rebellion led by the Luxor Family with the help of the Mountravven Family troops to my surprising appearance.Madame Luxor quickly prepared everything related to the news as she owned information guilds. So she has planted several reporters on the scene to capture everything that happened since the beginning of the battle.And as professional reporters they are, reporters get a lot of 'astonishing' pictures, which are then pasted in their newspaper headlines.From the picture of Hayden leading the monster army, then the picture of me using water magic, and the picture of the dragon in the sky that blessed Dylan and me. Of course, the last picture was the one that seemed the most implausible, except
I don't know what just happened. What I do know is that Dylan suddenly had Hayden's sword in his hand, and from that sword came a superpower(?) of a giant rolling circle that sliced through the monsters with a single numbness. Then because of that power, Dylan's energy seemed to be sucked in and made him fall limply into my arms.I panicked because I thought Dylan was about to die, but he was only limp for a moment. Because after that, we and some of the 'healthy' soldiers explored the temple.Of course, at the time, I also didn't know why people looked at us with amazement as they said that we received blessings from the dragon that stroked our heads with its feet.I don't even know anything about the dragon in the sky. But I think it might be Lord Drachen.Anyway, I met someone I almost forgot on the way to the temple."I'LL KILL YOU!" Sarah was about to jump at me with a vengeance, but her body was already being held back by the soldiers who followed us."It's all over, Sarah," I
"Where are you going, sir bastard?"Without hesitation, Merri engulfed Raymon's body with her smoldering blue flames.“AAAAAAHHHHH!” Raymon writhed in pain while screaming hysterically; then, his body was kicked by the grande monster.Merri smirked as she looked down at Raymon, who was flipping like a dying fish.Merri thought, 'Look, how easy it is to crush that bastard. If I were stronger since long ago, then Milady and my life wouldn't be this messed up.'"Merri?! What are you doing here?" Fuschia approached Merri, looking happy at the top of a tree.“Milady! I did it! I burn that bastard!”“Gre- great job, girl. But don't push yourself as you're still recovering, Merri."“Of course! Hahahaha, this is fun. What about you, milady? Uh? Your head is bleeding!” Merri almost jumped from her position to get closer to the flying Fuschia.That made Fuschia flustered. But then Fuschia calmed Merri down. “Calm down. I already drank that potion.”"Ah! The magic medicine, of course!”Fuschia s
Fuschia stared at the man in front of Madame Luxor warily. "Commander Hugh?"She recognized the man before as The Knight Commander of Drachentia, Hugh Connor of the Count Connor Family.Dylan frowned wryly then spoke in a low voice, "I should have made sure you died in my hands."The knight commander Hugh bowed his head as he faced Fuschia. He didn't raise his head as he spoke.“I… had time to come to the Crestine Hall. There I met Lady Laura and the survivors. Then I… learned the truth from her. So please, allow me to atone for my sin of stupidity, Your Highness.”Fuschia knew Hugh Connor as a knight loyal to the kingdom. His loyalty is shown by a devotion to the leader. He is known as the 'hunting dog' of the late king who has bitten many nobles or rebels who threaten the power of the late king.Like Hayden and Raymon, he was trained by the late king and the late general commander in swordsmanship. That was why the sword styles of the three were almost the same. So he has a good rel
“FUCHIA!”It was Dylan's voice. He emerged from behind the soldiers."Dylan!" Fuschia immediately raised her legs to shorten the distance between the two.The two of them ran at each other with their arms wide open.Amid a battle between monsters and humans that seemed like it would never end, Dylan and Fuschia hugged each other tightly.The whirlwind of their minds and the erratic beating of their heart were relieved by the familiar scent they breathed in on each other. The tight hug they shared at that time seemed to convey all the tiredness in their hearts and minds.Then, along with a brief kiss they shared, each of them killed the charging monster. Fuschia separates the head of the monster charging at Dylan with her ice saw, while Dylan rips the neck of the monster charging at Fuschia with his sword.Never before seen a romantic and horror moment happen in one frame. So many soldiers thought so and accidentally witnessed the scene.“What's wrong with your sword? Why are they so d