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We just looked at each other and smiled in unexpected outfits.
“Why are you dressed up like this today?”
“No, since it’s my first time, I’m going out with you formally. That’s all.”
What are you talking about? Since it was my first time, I chose to understand it about halfway, which means I paid attention. Alex is already working, so it wouldn’t be strange for him to wear that outfit.
But, unlike him, who is gorgeous, I look too neat right now. Only then did I feel like Cinderella, so I deliberately asked Alex for an escort.
“Can you take hold of my hand?”
I’m pretty used to walking next to Alex now. I took some caramel candy out of my bag as soon as I got on the carriage.
Snacks are always the best when travelling. Looking at the endless pile of snacks, Alex was speechless.
“What is all of this?”
“Louise saved it for me. This is very delicious.”
I started by putting the caramel candy in my mouth. This candy is only sold in the back alley. It is harder and tastes more like caramel than the milk candy called “Nougat.” You can’t find it in the palace.
“Your Highness, would you like to give it a try?”
Alex rolled the caramel candy I had been handed over with his tongue and gave me a strange look. It’s probably the first time he’s been like this. I started organising my bag while eating sweet candy.
“Do you also eat this?”
Alex reached into my bag for something. When I looked at what Alex was holding, I saw that it was an ugly girl doll.
“That was just an extra gift from Louise. No, you know that doll looks like me, right?”
Even though your mouth is crooked, I told you to speak properly. There must be something wrong with the way Louise sees beauty. Alex looked back and forth between me and the doll on a day when he was upset.
“It looks like you.”
“I beg your pardon?”
Before I got mad, Alex didn’t change his face when he grabbed the ugly doll.
“Looking at your reaction, I don’t think you need this. Then I want you to give it to me.”
“Do you want that?”
It looked like he liked the really ugly doll a lot, even though its face was all messed up.
Why do you have to ask for that when there are so many other things in my room that are prettier and nicer? I just shrugged and gladly gave it to them.
“Your Highness also has very peculiar tastes.”
“I like it. I’ll keep it.”
You don’t have to do that. Alex cherished this ugly girl as if it were nothing but an ugly chick without even pretending to hear me.
What the hell did Louise and Alex think of those ugly dolls that looked like me? Not letting go of his hand for a second isn’t enough, and I don’t know why stroking its head and tickling its chin shows he cares.
Until I reached the temple, I heard a lot of stories from Alex. I had heard earlier from Burnett that with the help of the pope he had been recognized as the son of the emperor.
“I am grateful to the temple.”
The church treated Alex’s mother as an outsider and drove her to her death. The situation in which Alex found himself, having to express gratitude to such a person, was beyond pitiful.
I felt it from the moment I learned about it for the first time from Burnett, but Alex’s future was so isolated and uncertain.
“If the Pope hadn’t protected me, I probably wouldn’t have lived long enough to become a prince, let alone been known as one.”
Seeing him speak self-deprecatingly in front of me, my heart swelled. Even though Alex claims this, am I in the wrong for questioning whether or not the Pope actually supports Alex’s position?
Why did Alex say it and make his mother seem like she didn’t even exist?
In the harsh adult logic, Alex had to learn to become an adult one step ahead without even getting a chance to grieve over his miserable situation.
If it had been me, I would have blamed it, but since it is that and this, I would rather curse it, but that seemed impossible to Alex.
The carriage carrying Alex and Ciel arrived at the temple.
“Then take a slow look around. Please don’t go too far because I’m going to pick you up once I’m finished.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
At first glance, it was perfect to look like one of the royal entourage. I wasn’t even allowed to bring my servants into the church, so when I was there by myself, I took my time exploring the area around it.
There were hardly any people around, so the area was eerily quiet. I found myself in a strange place, cut off from the rest of the world, and I wandered around aimlessly, completely oblivious to the passage of real time.
The statues that are placed on the walls as decoration are meant to be symbolic representations of the history of the past. While I watched them, thoughts of my own future began to form in my head.
I lost confidence after going through Greta. Unlike Greta, who is perfectly reborn in this world, somehow I feel like a foreign object in this world.
Will I be able to grow up safely in this world? To be honest, I’m not very confident.
Because sooner or later something big will happen. Now that there is not much time left, and after getting entangled with the mysterious thief issue, I am convinced that the flow of this world will not go as smoothly as I thought it would.
Can I really do well?
Even if I have perfect foresight, I am not allowed to share it with anyone. It would have been fortunate for everyone involved if I hadn’t been treated like a crazy person, but the weight of my mind made me feel depressed for no reason.
“Where is this again?”
As I walked without giving it much thought, I found myself at a dead end before I even realised it. I tried to go back, but because the path was in such disarray, I couldn’t find my way.
There was no one in sight to help. As I was looking around, I felt a presence behind me.
“Are you lost?”
The voice that I was not familiar with came from behind me. This person is a men, but there was something peculiar about the way he spoke quietly.
The figure of a man who suddenly came to pass beyond the verdant garden was garbed in an all-white priestly robe. His mane, which looks like a halo when it’s lit up by the brilliant sunlight, is as snowy white as a priest’s robe.
As if the pigmentation of the whole body had disappeared, the skin and hair were white, but I kept looking at him as if he was an albino, which I had only heard of.
“Are you okay?”
“Oh, yes, priest. I apologise. Because I’m lost.”
Did I look at you in such a mean way? I bowed to the priest too late and looked up at him. When I first heard his voice, I thought he might be quite old, but I couldn’t tell by looking at him how old he was.
Still, I can definitely feel that he is not an ordinary person. I felt like time had stopped, and even the air around me made me feel so calm that he could be called a human phytoncide.
“You seem to be worried about something.”
The priest seems to be able to tell a lot just by looking at my expression. His honesty and elegant smile reminded me of the deep look on the gilt-bronze Maitreya Buddha statue, so the words inside got out without my knowing.
“It’s not even a worry, it’s just that my dreams have been a little crazy lately.”
That’s how I would describe it, but there is a story I want to tell at least once to someone. He will listen to the confession because he is a priest. With a heavy heart, I confided about my worries these days.
“What do you think a sacrifice is, priest?”
“It’s a price to pay. It refers to the noble act of giving up oneself for the sake of others.”
I want to pay my respects to the speed that rivals the Encyclopedia Britannica. When I saw that the priest didn’t even hesitate before giving a straight answer, I let out a deep sigh.
As a religious person, I’d give this answer a 10 out of 10, but it’s not at all what I wanted to hear.
Greta said that she was a normal high school student before she woke up in this world. Since she remembered his past life, she could have lived a different life than the original. ut after Greta stopped the original from dying, she said she would forget everything for the sake of her husband and child.
I saw that as a sort of sacrifice. To forget everything about her past life and only think about her husband and children. Since her husband treats her so well, it could be that she just likes this place better.
However, the moment I saw Greta smiling forlornly, I remembered my older sister, who I had long forgotten about, not Clara, but my older sister in modern times before I possessed Ciel.
After saving more than ten people from a fire who didn’t know her name or face, my sister died alone in the fire.
People who are alive today because of my sister and their families went to her funeral alone and thanked her many times. They all seemed like nice people, but I hated them.
No matter how much they say thank you, my sister can’t come back alive.
Knowing clearly that my parents had passed away and we were alone in the world, I resented my sister more for leaving me alone.
Even though I’m currently helping Clara and Alex, I don’t think I’ll give up my life.
“Am I being selfish for thinking this way?”
Even if I had been honest, the other side wouldn’t have understood, so I told a story to get away from the main points.
Fortunately, the priest managed to get the gist of the messy story.
“Be selfish. We only get one chance at life. I think it’s normal to think that way.”
“Are you being serious?”
I thought he would talk about things like that and say I was wrong. I was surprised that the priest agreed with me.
“Everyone is the most precious of all. So, I think it would be better to follow your heart instead of arguing about what is right or wrong.”
That is easy to say. I don’t even know what I want to do these days. Still, I was thinking about what I wanted to do next while the priest was talking.
The end goal is for Alex, not my sister, to be emperor. I knew I would get into trouble if I talked about this carelessly, even in front of the priest, so I said each of my other wishes one at a time.
“I want my sister to find someone nice and to be happy.”
It sounds so easy when I say it. I just wanted my sister to find a good person who would understand how she felt and make her feel less lonely. I also wished for her to be happy and I have a cute nephew.
“I don’t know much about the world, but is it really that hard?”
“Of course. That’s not easy.”
Because it’s like picking out stars to find a good person. Even worse, if Clara is nice, a strange man will definitely trick her and take advantage of her without her knowing.
“My sister should be happy no matter what.”
Because that’s why I’m working so hard on it.
I have no intention of glorifying death as a noble act, but I also don’t want to waste the sacrifices my sister made.
It might be selfish of me to want a good person to live a long and happy life, no matter how unfair the world is.
But that doesn’t mean it’s bad. When I thought about my sister again after a long time, uncontrollable tears welled up in my eyes again.
I heard my name called before the priest could say anything. I wiped my tears away with my sleeve and stood up as if nothing had happened.
Alex is looking for me. I got up from my seat and greeted the priest.
“Thanks for hearing me out.”
I bowed my head and then ran quickly to a side street. When I turned around and saw Alex looking for me, I smiled for no reason.
Alex, sweat dripping from the heat, took off his jacket and put on a shirt.
Beads of sweat flowed down the well-stretched nape. He might have run, but it wasn’t even that hot, so I don’t know why seeing him do that made me laugh.
How can I surprise Alex, who looks confused? That was the one prank I played on our idiot that scared him the most out of all 125.
I suppressed the sound of my footsteps as much as I could and walked stealthily and hugged Alex from behind.
I knew he was pretty big, but his body didn’t even come close to Louise’s.
Alex put his hand on my hand without making a single sound of surprise, even though it was strange that I held on to his strong back muscles as hard as I could.
“Are you surprised?”
Please tell me you’re surprised. Or I’m too embarrassed. Louise would have freaked out and made a fuss that he wouldn’t let me live if I ran away.
No, it’s not fun. I untied his arm and tried to pull myself back, but Alex grabbed my hand and turned my body around. He has an odd look in his eyes and a serious face. Alex asked me in a serious tone while holding my small hand tightly.
“Where have you been?”
“I got lost for a while.”
“Were you all alone?”
Alex was very sensitive to my contact with someone. I know he is worried because it happened last time, but this is a bit of a serious overprotection.
“I was there with the priest.”
“Priest? Which priest are you talking about?”
Come to think of it, I didn’t even ask his name. It’s hard to explain who he is.