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‘Wake up. Come to your senses.’
I started to breathe a little faster.
At this rate, Ian, who was close to me, would also notice my strange behavior.
I tried to calm myself down by digging my fingernails into the palms of my hands. I didn’t know why it was so hard for me to breathe. I needed to get some air, it seems to be. This room must have had a very high level of humidity.
……I can’t go on like this.
Instinctively focused on self-defense, I opened my mouth without realizing it.
“We have only six months left.”
Why is this story coming out?
I shut my eyes very tight. The phrase “half a year” only meant one thing. Outside of what our contract says.
‘Of all the things it could be about, why is it about a contract!’
I laid the blame on my brain for not working quickly enough.
Is Ian also embarrassed by the unexpected topic? There was silence for a few seconds.
“When the contract is over.”
After a while, a low voice rang in my ears.
“What are you planning to do?”
I blinked quickly.
It was the first time Ian had asked me what was going on behind the contract.
‘After the contract is over.’
Actually, I haven’t thought about anything big yet. Because I was in a hurry to deal with the things that were right in front of my eyes.
However, the rough outline was captured. In fact, there was only one thing to do.
‘I should go home.’
My house. My world.
To the place where Soyeon, my friend, is waiting.
I have no idea how to do that. I’ve searched in the library for stories about other worlds, but I didn’t find any. There was no place where someone had the same thing as me.
But I had no intention of giving up. It is more accurate to say that I cannot give up.
When the contract is over, and I leave the capital, I will only have the down payment left. Neighborhood and base. Only the memories I made with the people here will remain.
I didn’t want to wander around a lonely place without a connection. I had to find a way to get home somehow.
But I couldn’t tell Ian straight away.
“Well. I think I will go back to farming.”
I said jokingly. I was holding out hope that Ian would move to another topic.
“With the money Ian gave me, I bought a lot of land. My goal from the very beginning has been to amass wealth through the ownership of land.”
“You’re a farmer?”
There was a snort that came from up above. The blatant laughter triggered a strange stubbornness.
“Yes. Considering how much I enjoy eating sweet potatoes, I’ve been thinking about starting a sweet potato farm. I have to become the king of sweet potatoes in a warm climate.”
My mood always seemed to take a turn for the worse whenever I said something that was completely absurd.
There is only half a year left until the contract ends.
Ian has promised that in six months, he will take me to a place where no one can find me. To a place, he can’t even find.
‘Why do I keep having useless thoughts?’
I bit my lower lip and purposefully made more noises that made no sense in order to get rid of the unsettling sensation.
“Even if I leave, you’ll probably still be a little bored, right? If the sweet potato farming goes well, I’ll bring it to you. You have to buy it.”
As I was talking nonsense, Ian could be heard laughing.
“No, don’t come.”
“Why? I’ll sell it to you at a low price. It would be better if you buy it expensively.”
“Don’t come anyway.”
I was speechless for a moment after hearing the firm answer. After I shut my mouth, the silence didn’t go away.
Ian opened his mouth again after a few seconds.
“When the contract is over, you must not set foot near the capital. Don’t even show that you know me.”
The smile disappeared from Ian’s voice.
I made a pouty face at the quiet talk. I don’t think he’s making a joke, and even if he were, I wouldn’t laugh at his jokes.
I was grumbling to myself so much that I stopped breathing all of a sudden.
An epiphany hit my head.
No matter how strong Ian was, it was not a wall window so that it would not be a joke.
He really hoped I wouldn’t be in the capital after the contract. He wanted to cut ties with me.
And that might be for me.
‘This person is preparing for his own death.’
That was probably why the request was so bold a while ago.
When the contract’s time is up, Ian will rebel, just as it says in the original work.
So far, a lot of things have gone wrong with the original, but this couldn’t be wrong. Just so he could exact his vengeance, Ian had been sharpening his sword while holding his breath for a very long time.
And his revenge will be successful.
But Ian today couldn’t have known that.
Regardless of how formidable Ian’s power was, the real challenge came from the emperor. He is in complete command of the political as well as the military aspects of the Empire.
Even with the military might of the Holy Knights and Ian’s own power, he would not be able to be sure of victory in the fight against the emperor.
So he counted even his own death in the count.
‘What kind of feeling is it?’
I was lost in thought.
What was it like for him to be imprisoned for more than ten years for a vendetta that might kill him?
I opened my eyes and looked up at Ian, who was still pressing his hand against the side of my head.
Ian now lives and breathes right in front of me, unlike what I read in the book.
‘…… If I were a writer.’
I would not have given Ian the same fate as the original.
I would not have arranged such a fate for a man who had spent his entire life toiling away in order to hone his sword.
I made a fist because I wanted something so badly that it felt like water was flowing through my heart.
Why do I feel this way? Have I ever heard of it? Is it because Ian is pitiful? Or humanity?
Whatever the reason was, I wished for Ian’s story to have a happy ending.
The following day, I told Annette and Dame Joan that I would be spending the whole day in bed.
When I said the same thing to Ian at breakfast, he just nodded and didn’t say much.
“I see. You will need time to digest the divine power you swallowed last night.”
At those words, the waitress who was setting the bowl down in front of me felt a tremor go through her fingertips.
The other maids were also seen quickly trading looks with each other. There were also maids with pink cheeks.
I listened without giving it much thought, but based on what other people said, Ian’s words were misunderstood enough.
Divine power is usually transmitted through contact.
‘Did you do it on purpose?’
When I looked at Ian, I couldn’t help but be impressed.
Somehow, I feel like he is getting better by the day. I’ve always thought he was better at this.
I thought I had nothing to lose, so I covered my mouth with my hand and let out a yawn.
“That’s right, Ho-am. I was really tired last night. Phew, it’s still not bed time.”
When Ian looked at me, he made a goofy face, which included raising one of his eyebrows.
It was a face that seemed to ask, “What was the reason for you to be tired when you were just lying down?”
I peered out of the corner of my eye to check on what the woman with the orange hair was up to. It’s clear, but she didn’t show anything special on the outside.
‘That person is the spy planted by the emperor.’
The emperor also had a lot of different sides to him.
He is most afraid of Ian but can’t get rid of him because he is so useful.
What that maid is trying to dig out isn’t just to check if my relationship between me and Ian is real. If it’s Ian’s secret information, she’ll try to dig it up.
I clicked my tongue inwardly. Rarely did I feel sorry for Ian. He is a person who carries all of the busy work of the world on his own, but even bugs stick to him.
“Anyway, it’s good that you’re resting all day. I heard that the healthy food got there at first light. Xenon, as soon as you are ready, bring it to the room where Madame is.”
The chef, whose name was Xenon, replied politely.
I tilted my head.
Ian prepared healthy food for me. What is it?
I could make most healthy foods well. Red ginseng and bellflower seeds are bitter, and most of my friends didn’t like them. However, I liked them and ate them whenever I could. If it tastes like money, it’s sweet, not bitter at all.
‘But this is too much.’
My mouth fell open in shock when I saw what was sitting on the silver plate.
“Do you want me to eat this?”
When I thanked Chef Xenon for his help, he smiled warmly at me.
“Yes, saintess. This is the nutritious food that the commander personally brought himself. It’s a 500-year-old dragon’s claw!”
Five hundred years old…… What? Claws?
I had the face of a chaperone as I looked at what was on the cutlery. It looks like a claw.
I had my fingers crossed that they weren’t actual claws.
No matter how good it looks, this s too much!
“As soon as you take that first bite, every ounce of energy you’ll need for the next five years will be replenished in that one bite. It is a very valuable food. It seems the Commander thinks very much of the saintess.”
Xenon exclaimed while wearing a broad grin across his face.
I couldn’t help but turn a pale face as I looked at the claws.
‘Is this a brand-new method of bullying……?’
Eventually, I gulped down part of it by crying and eating mustard.
After a while, I noticed that my body had a startlingly revitalised sensation, as if the expression “the best health food” wasn’t wrong.
“How is it, Saintess?”
“I feel energised..”
I said in a puzzled voice.
It wasn’t empty talk. The condition really rose to its peak in an instant.
I felt like I could do anything with this feeling.
It was a good thing. I had promised Ian that I would just be lazing around in bed, but in fact, I had a covert mission to carry out.
‘Nothing will go wrong at all today.’
Today, Ian mentioned that he was busy with work all day.
It was a story that there would be no interruptions in making medicine like last night.