Chapter 1: Princess Elizabeth
A gunshot resounded.
Faster than the sound of the gunshot, the boy leaped.
The place where Elizabeth was monts ago was riddled with bullets.
Even when he was carrying soone, he was just like a deer in its habitat, running through the trees in a flash.
A smile erged from his face.
Stupid! Didnt I tell you to retaliate by screaming out loud to counter the killing intent from others?!
Y,you Am I seeing things
Did you bite your tongue, Elise?
The face of the boy who was hugging her drew closer.
It was actually a face that she thought she would never see again.
Bastian!
Yeah?
W,why are you here!?
Because of the promise.
He was expressionless, just like a gale, he ca here at a speed comparable to a train.
Tat tat, his steps on the ground sounded like hooves.
Propromise?
Yeah! The one that you promised to read my script if I finished it!
Are you a fool?
Eh Were you lying to !?
Its not a lie. Although I didnt lie to you But to actually outrun a carriage for sothing like that.
Moreover, he saved her from the soldiers.
Bastian frowned.
According to my plan, I wanted to pass the work to you before you reach the station. After all, you are the type that will write a reply about your impression of it.
Its obvious that I will do that
Its good if thats the case but, the horses and people were dead, and the carriage was toppled.
Rembering the dead driver and knights, Elizabeth pace of breathing increased.
Is Bastian used to seeing dead people? He doesnt seems shaken at all.
Based on their clothes, they should be the imperial guards, yet I couldnt find your body. After that, I heard noise coming from the forest. It is normal to assu soone was pursuing you.
Normally, people will just escape as they sensed danger.
What a fool you are, Elise.
Eh?
If thats the case, you wont be able to read my masterpiece. Its sothing that I wrote overnight.
The fool should be you instead
Eh, eh?
A genuine fool.
Elizabeth cried.
Eh!? Erm, Elizabeth, why are you crying!? Are you feeling pain!? Are you injured anywhere!?
She used her fingers to wipe away her tears.
She shook her head.
Im not feeling any pain Im fine
She was not injured anywhere.
It was just that she was overco with grief for the people who were dead. At the sa ti, thankful that she was saved. Feeling of ease, grief and remorse were mixing and busting out.
She seed to felt sothing warm at the corner of her eyes.
Bastians voice was heard.
Spare . Although my masterpiece is breathtaking, but to be moved to tears before reading
Fool.
Faster than a horse, Bastian erged out of the forest.
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