Chapter 112: A battle of Sincerity
“It’s in the estate of Marquis Relton.”
“Oh my god.”
The appearance of the large Dead Land caused a loud uproar in society. It was understandable, as even when monsters appeared somewhere, people reacted with repeated exclamations of “oh my god.” Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“It’s not going to show up in the Capital, is it?”
“That’s not possible. The Capital has a barrier that has been maintained since the first saintess.”
“I know, but…”
“Let’s not worry about it. Besides, His Majesty has said that he has properly assembled and dispatched a force.”
That was true, but the problem was that I was part of that force. Rather than being a problem, it was more that I was unhappy about it. The reason being that when Heilon requested military support, he had ignored us, and now he expected us to act when it was dangerous for them. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
However, I couldn’t let my emotions influence my decision in this case.
What would Abel have done at a time like this? I wouldn’t ask him, of course, but I could guess he wouldn’t play dumb or ignore the situation. He was not the type to let emotions dictate his actions. Besides, in this kind of situation, it was the civilians who actually suffered.
I couldn’t help but sigh, feeling hypocritical and guilty about this world. I really wanted this world to have a happy ending, but I also didn’t want to die.
That was what I meant when I said I was a hypocrite.
“Lady Fiona, you’ve said that you are part of the force going to the Dead Land?”
Livya appeared with two glasses of drinks in her hands.
I nodded as I took one glass from her. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“That’s right.”
“I’ve heard that His Highness the Prince will lead the force.”
“I wasn’t aware of that,” I said, surprised.
“Is that so? I’ve heard he volunteered.”
Then Livya continued after lightly wetting her lips,
“That’s why there’s a lot of praise for him right now, saying he is always an example in society. Recently, His Highness’s reputation has been quite good.”
“Haha…”
I had been wondering what he was thinking about recently, and it turned out that was it.
“You don’t seem very happy. I think he volunteered because of you, Lady Fiona.”
I smiled. “I just don’t want His Highness to push himself too hard.”
“If you have the power of love, what is too hard?”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh my god, I didn’t know Lady Livya could make such a joke.”
Livya gently swirled the glass she was holding. “I always have this feeling that Lady Fiona shares my thoughts. And I’m right. We don’t have much faith in the feelings of love.”
I shrugged. “Well, I can’t deny that.”
“Right? It would be nice if there were such a thing as fateful love. But knowing that there isn’t, I can’t help but feel this way.”
“Lady Livya, it seems you’ve been thinking a lot lately.”
It felt like she was trying to analyze my personality. With her excellent social skills, that could be a problem. I knew her well, and I realized that if I wasn’t on guard, I would inadvertently reveal my feelings. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Lady Fiona’s personality is similar to mine. Isn’t that why we’re in sync?” Livya raised her glass with a smile.
I smiled briefly and tapped her glass with mine. Clink. A cheerful sound rang out.
“But there’s one obvious difference.”
“What is it?”
Livya gracefully took a sip of her drink and then spoke.
“You’re quite an altruistic person.”
That was… a slightly disappointing analysis. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“I’m surprised you think so because I don’t believe there is anyone as selfish as me.”
“You speak modestly. But is that the truth? You even put Prince Sigren as your number one priority, despite believing that the feeling of ‘love’ is unreliable. You cherish him.”
“He is the closest match.”
Livya knew me thoroughly, perhaps even better than Sigren, whom I had known for a long time.
As you write a story, you often create one or two characters that reflect your personality.
Don’t tell me Livya is one of those characters I subconsciously infused with my traits. I hope she isn’t.
I grinned. “But there’s one thing Lady Livya has wrong.”
“What is it?”
“I believe in fateful love.”
At least in this world, the premise of fateful love exists. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“And I also believe that the person who meets their fated one will be the happiest person in the world.”
“Oh my.”
I drank the rest of my drink.
“So, I hope Lady Livya can also meet someone like that.”
The more I thought about it, the more I regretted saying it. If I had known this would happen, I would have created a great and dedicated male character for her.
Livya grinned. “Then I will always hope that you meet your fateful person.”
“…”
Oh my, how could I have thought she resembled me? That was a poor assessment. She was a better and kinder person than I was. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
I lightly shook the empty glass and grinned. “Thanks.”
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