187 187. 58. Anger becomes flame again (2)

“I'm sorry."

Prince Dothrin looked at the two rich men and said he had no choice.

“I'm so sorry. ”

As if all the calamities had happened because of him, he bowed his head and apologized for his elongation.

The king opened his mouth.

How many times did my dry lips harden?

The king took off his lips again.

But even this time, no sound came out.

That's how many times the king muttered without a sound. It's like forgetting how to speak.

"Your Majesty."

A more unfortunate court knight leader found the king with a face full of pity.

The king did not answer.

“Your Majesty!”

The old man was tired of calling the king white.

Then the king made a sound.

“I'm just thankful for the hard work of the prince who came here to give me the bad news. ”

The whole body was bitter, and the hearts of those who heard the dry voice seemed to have escaped.

“This is why the weather will not allow the non-dragon to fly into the sky again, so Prince Dothrin can ease his mental distress as much as he wants. I know it's a fortress for the exhibition, but I'm busy preparing for the Great Wall on a bad day, so don't worry about it. ”

The king stretched out his instructions in a thirsty voice.

“You look like you're getting bigger. The guards will have to check again to ensure that the fortress supplies are not wet or frozen. ”

“Your Majesty.”

“The snowy days are less cold, but they are not the same. I see it's cold today. Untie the stockpiled supplies so that the soldiers can warm up. ”

The king, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to have forgotten his words until a little while ago, and now he is not resting.

“It would be okay to set fire to the walls...”

“Your Majesty!”

The court knight commander raised his voice and stopped the king.

“Leave us to the work of the citadel and bring it to bed today. ”

The king muttered at the words of the old knight.

The king turned around.

But the king did not take a step. He turned his back and stood there, without any pain.

And after a while, I said,

“Her poem... God found it. ”

She asked what happened to the Queen's body.

“I haven't found it yet. ”

In response, the king looked up to heaven.

Whether it was because of the snow on his head or shoulders, the king's back looked aged and blurred.

“Thank you once again for the hard work of the prince who came and told me the news, and I hope that there will be no discomfort during his stay."

The king, who once again gave the word of toil in a sinking voice, disappeared. The prince of Dothrin, who had stayed a little longer, also took his place as if he had fled.

All that was left was one prince and his knights.

Arwen couldn't keep her eyes off my master all the time.

The prince was incredibly brutal when he heard of my mother's death.

So it didn't look more normal.

“Your Majesty."

Arwen calls the prince in a deeply submerged voice.

“Uh-huh. ”

The prince replied, shaking his shoulders in anger.

“The wind is choking. You're welcome.”

“You have to. You have to go in. ”

The prince's answer was frozen without knowing where he was, and his eyes were shaking because he could not find a place to go.

I've seen a prince like me in the past.

I'm losing my mind from the wounds of Vinsa in the battle with Warlord when I barely regained consciousness.

The prince then was exactly the same now.

I'm so sorry to see that. I can't even tell you how comforting it is, and Eli, who didn't notice, asked me.

“Hey, there. Are you all right?”

“What's wrong?”

When he became a prince, Princess Eli could not bring the Queen's death back out of her mouth, but the horse gate was blocked and she inquired.

“Well, you don't have to pretend that you're so pretentious in front of us. ”

Then it was ridiculous for anyone to hear what was comforting.

If he didn't know what to think of the prince, Arwen would have sealed his insider's mouth instantly.

In the most drastic way possible.

“Eli Confucius. ”

“Lord Arwen? ”

“Shut your mouth. ”

However, since she did not know why Confucius Eli had taken out the Thulgenama horse, she suggested that she just keep her mouth shut.

Eli Confucius flinched at the sound of Sussex Furan, and he opened his mouth and stopped me.

“What. Why are you all staring at me like that? ”

Prince Jim said in a cheerful tone.

“I'm fine. It's really nothing. ”

I don't even know what I look like. I don't even know how my voice sounds to others.

The weak eye of Adelia Bavaria was already filled with tears, and even the unnoticed Eli donor chewed his lips with a white tired face.

Other knights were also looking at the prince as if they would not tolerate the wrath of the Empire.

“I'm really fine. ”

The prince said again.

It didn't seem to be a lie, it really seemed to think so. Arwen was heartbroken because it was worse.

In her eyes, the prince now seemed like a child who had made a terrible mistake.

I'm reluctant because I'm not getting the punishment I deserve.

Even the death of my outsider was my fault, just like the time I suffered alone.

“Oh, really. Even if people are okay. ”

The prince was furious.

“Don't look at me like that! ”

I turned around for a moment, and I was the only one who got ahead. Adelia Bavaria disappeared after him with a step.

Arwen sighs small.

Then the prince took a step along the missing direction.

* *

When I first came to my senses, the queen was just a whiff.

I didn't even know that the wrong man had taken over my son's body, and it was so uncomfortable to see me in such extreme calm.

I went around avoiding the Queen with all sorts of excuses.

I wanted to not face it if I could.

Then, when I had no choice but to face the throne, I was forced to leave it somehow.

‘Why don't you look straight at your mother? ’

‘You don't even call me Mother anymore. ’

The queen did not know whether I had such a heart or not, and she gave me a sad face.

Nevertheless, she constantly found me.

I pretended to sleep with my eyes closed. Then she sat on my head without saying a word and stayed for a while. What did you say? I just touched my hand and left.

After she left, I had to stay silent for a while.

The warmth left in the back of the hand, in the palm of the hand, and in the fingers were all the time concerned.

A kind of emotion I've never felt, but I knew.

The extreme love and unconditional affection she saw was not toward me.

Her real son, she was just a ruse towards the master of the body.

She was more uncomfortable knowing it.

Her temptation and love were to remind me of my sins, which took over the body of others.

Unlike kings or others.

They had something to ask me.

I regarded them as being generous enough to fill their desires.

In the first place they did not like the original owner of the body, so I thought that the praise and emotion they send me for what I have accomplished now.

But the queen was different. She didn't want anything from me.

She was also the only person who loved the original owner of this body that everyone didn't hate.

I didn't know how to pay for that unconditional love.

As time went by, my feelings grew smaller and bigger, and I could only hear her voice later, so my heart became clogged.

For me, the queen was so uncomfortable and awkward.

So I thought that even if she died, she wouldn't feel any different. I thought maybe I'd rather feel indiscreet.

But it wasn't.

“However, it was confirmed that the Queen of Return was not included among those who left the position so safely. ”

As soon as I heard Doris' words, my heart sank.

“I'll tell you again. The Queen of Returns draws the enemy's gaze to the end and resists. At the last moment, she threw herself under the wall. ”

Unknown emotions have risen from deep inside my body.

It wasn't grief.

There were not many emotional exchanges I had with her in my lifetime to come now and mourn the death of the Queen.

My relationship with the Queen was unilateral.

It was different even when I was an outsider.

I knew clearly what I felt at the time.

But not now.

I didn't know my mind either.

I was just confused.

Maybe so.

It was probably because of that that that Arwen and others couldn't stand to look at me like it was a pity.

Their gaze felt as if they were blaming me.

I felt like I was fingering my mother's death without grieving, and I felt like I was reproaching my audacity for taking over someone else's body.

Of course I knew.

I know that such feelings are just my qualifications.

But I knew it and couldn't control my heart.

In the end, I was angry and ran away.

Hundreds of years of biopsy and master's spirit were truly colourless, and it was a childish act to strike.

I felt my chest tightened.

I couldn't figure out what this emotion was that stopped me from twisting like a big rock, so I had a sudden headache.

I caught the sword.

After swinging a sword, I thought it would make me feel less gloomy. The weather was harsh, so I sprinkled all the people and headed to the Citadel's quarters.

I took a breath of cold air for a while.

No matter how cold the air was inhaled, the darkness did not escape.

I swung my sword like crazy.

As he recited the poem, he swung his sword until his whole body escaped.

Then I got tired and sat on the floor.

Thyroid was still intact.

I sit idly and stare at the sky, and someone hangs a fur over my shoulder.

“Your body looks like an ice field. Stop and get up.”

It was Arwen's voice.

Turning his head, there was Adelia, whose tears were swollen, and Arwen with a stiff face.

In the blizzard, Adelia has summoned Arwen, who is no better than me to jump like a madman.

I turned my head back on them for a moment.

“Your Majesty."

When I didn't get up, she forced my body up.

And then he forced me into it.

I am.

“Ah."

I walked as she led me, spitting out a silly frozen voice.

When I woke up, I was on the bed dressed in dry clothes.

I felt cold.

It's the body of the unstoppable Swordmaster.

My body trembled.

I grabbed the blanket and curled up.

I've been sick all night.

I heard someone's voice in the middle of a nightmare.

You don't have to find a reason for anger and sadness.

If you're sad, cry and get angry.

From now on, I'll do the same for myself.

I tried to ask who it was, but my lips didn't drop.

The only thing that flowed out was groaning.

And the next day, I woke up intact.

The high fever that boiled in the pearl and the sudden depression of the chest disappeared like a lie.

“Your Majesty!"

Adelia, who kept me by her side all night, rushed into my arms with her fluttering eyes.

Arwen looked at me with a superficial complexion, just like in a step away.

“I've been worried sick. ”

“Now that you're happy, that's it. ”

Arwen replies with a relieved face.

“But who was here at night? ”

He sweeps Adelia's head and asks what's so scary, and Arwen nods.

“His Majesty has been there all night. ”

“Your Majesty?”

“You didn't stay long, but you took care of your own body during your stay. ”

“Your Majesty also hand-washed the towel and wiped the charge's sweat. ”

Adelia snorted at Arwen's answer.

When I heard that, I frowned and frowned.

The second reason why the king had forgotten his companion for the rest of his life was because he liked the sound of words he had heard in the midst of a nightmare.

“I will go to His Majesty. ”

I immediately found the king.

The king, who thought he might have been expelling his dog with a lost heart, was in the Chamber of the Citadel, not the chimney.

“You're all better. ”

The king's head, which welcomes me like nothing else, is white and bleached.

Unlike blurred white hair, however, the glare was more pronounced than ever.

“When the blizzard stops, I will leave the citadel for a while. While I'm gone, let the prince do his best to restore the citadel. ”

The same was true of that voice.

“What do you mean, emptying the citadel? ”

He frowned at the sudden words, and asked, and the king frowned bitterly.

“Should I give back what I received? ”