Don’t Concern Yourself With That Book Chapter 261

Chapter 261

Translator: yun

On the 4th day in the Kingdom of Leaf, just like the day before, I did not go for class. Since I managed to find Rusbella yesterday, it was now ti for to fulfil the emperor’s command. To find the Head Templar of Snow and the Sea and the Templars of Chaos. Before Rusbella finishes making the dicine, I should find so clues. But I didn’t think Rusbella would co to seek out like this.

“Shall we eat first then?’

“Huh?”

I pointed at her lunchbox before smiling.

“Didn’t you bring it to eat?”

I easily recalled what Rusbella’s cooking skills were like. Though it wouldn’t be too bad to hear about her skills from herself since she was the one who ca looking for .

“Here.”

Rusbella had co running towards from a spot not too far from the plot of land I had saved her life at yesterday. The still sight of dead leaves fluttering matched the autumn sky well. We sat on a bench in a quiet space before opening the lunchbox that Rusbella brought.

I widened my eyes after I took my first bite. It tasted better than I thought it would be? To call this normal, I wondered what was wrong with the male lead?

“It’s delicious.”

After I murmured, Rusbella’s cheeks were dusted with red in joy. Try this one too and that one–Her chirping voice blessed my ears. She was such an innocent girl. No. The female lead of a harem story should be this lovable and beautiful to feel full just from her looks.

“You ntioned you wanted dicine. What kind do you want?”

The main topic she wanted to bring up was only ntioned halfway through the al.

“Nectar. A cure for all ailnts.”

“… That’s a dicine of legends.”

Rusbella murmured as if troubled. Yeah, I know. But she already knew how to make it, didn’t she? I pretended to be oblivious before flashing an eye smile.

“Is it not possible?”

“… Could you share what you would be using the dicine for?”

Rusbella asked warily. She knew. The dicine, ‘Nectar’ was sothing only the truly desperate seek. The ones who searched for it reached towards it as if it was so sort of mirage. But Rusbella had materialised it into reality.

“There’s soone I love. And he’s very sick.”

I lowered my eyes slowly. Soone much like a faint breeze flashed across my mind.

“Very sick.”

I suddenly started rubbing my wrist thinking about Amor who was not here. Erasing the instinct to seek his voice when I fiddle with the bracelet, I spoke.

“He’s extrely sick… I’m afraid… that he’ll die sowhere without beside him.”

This world was of a novel where many died. But now that this novel was my reality and this fear was swallowing whole.

“It is for soone who has never been healthy his entire life.”

When Rusbella ca to Kaltanias, Amor was still alive. But he died shortly afterward. If all went according to the original novel, Amor would die. But I was trying to change what was already set to happen. If the original plot changes and he escapes his fate…

The cleric’s warning about how Amor had exhausted most of its divinity that was the source of his life had left a scar in my heart. Princess. The prince does not have much ti left.

Don’t die.

“I wanted to gift him a spring where he can smile comfortably.”

Actually, I thought Amor would fall in love with Rusbella. I wouldn’t bla him if he ends up falling in love with Rusbella when she visits. He had already given so much. And he had lost so much as a result. He had already given everything he had, how could I go against his decision? When I opened my eyes, tears flowed.

“I ca here chasing sothing that doesn’t exist in the world.”

I ca to a very distant place. And I t the most loved person in this unfamiliar world. One letter and another.

“Even now, I’m desperate not to lose him.”

I continued softly.

“I am in a rush. I can’t stand it anymore.”

As my half-sincere tears finally fell, Rusbella grasped my hand tightly.

“Ashley… Can I call you that?”

I wondered why. Her voice as she called my na sounded shaky. Rusbella looked at compassionately.

“I wonder… why you’re like no one I’ve t before.”

I nodded with a mysterious feeling creeping up on .

“I had soone I love too. Soone I love very much.”

Rusbella managed to say with much difficulty. Sentintality dripped from her face that was as white as porcelain. She was a well-natured female lead. She pitied . This sight was like a scene from a fairytale. Was she the female lead because she was easily able to place herself in the shoes of those she t for the first ti?

“Nectar exists.”

Rusbella uttered.

“I can make it for you.”

It must have been difficult for her, soone who was much kinder and more beautiful than , to share this piece of information with . At last she gave her consent.

“However, the ingredients I need for this dicine are tricky to obtain. One is uhm…”

“I’ll help you.”

“Really?”

Rusbella gave a slightly mischievous smile.

“Will you be alright? You’d have to sneak into the storage where we store the herbs and steal it.”

I blinked before laughing.

“Have you done this often?”

Of course, I had pretended not to know when I asked her but I knew she had already done so.

“That’s a secret.”

Tilting her head, Rusbella grinned.

“It must have been thrilling.”

She seed to have liked my response very much. She might be naive but that didn’t an she was ek.

Afterward, she listed all the ingredients she needed one by one. Though I didn’t understand half of them, I nodded. Just like that, ti passed before we ca back to our senses and packed the lunchbox. We had only chatted for a short while but leaves were already gathering on our skirts. While I was sweeping the leaves off , Rusbella who had been looking up at the sky, opened her mouth as if she had suddenly recalled sothing.

“Did you know? Nectar was first made in Kaltanias.”

When I raised my head at the familiar word, I spotted Rusbella staring right at .

“Asclepius.”

“Asclepius? The God of dicine?”

Rusbella smiled before nodding.

“Nectar was created by a cleric that had escaped Kaltanias. Over the years, their recipe had been perfected by the scholars in the Kingdom of Leaf and was used for hundreds of years before the recipe for the dicine suddenly disappeared.”

With tears in my eyes, I looked back at Rusbella.

“You’re well-read.”

When I complinted her, Rusbella smiled shyly before looking up.

“Because I’m from Kaltanias.”

Her golden eyes curled beautifully.

… What?

Sothing like lightning pierced through my entire body.

“My foster mother was from Walter and had discovered along the borders between Kaltanias and Walter.”

Unlike the golden eyes I was used to seeing, hers were sweet and warm. Just then, a strange sensation ca over .

“Though I was so young, I was covered in scars after crossing the border.”

With a mont to spare, Rusbella smiled. She looked like she no longer cared about the past.

“I don’t even rember what happened.”

Kaltanias and her golden eyes. Goosebumps dotted my skin.

“I… see.”

What was going on? What was this? What could be going on? Countless possibilities flitted through my mind but I couldn’t put them to words. It was as if a river of words was flooding my brain.

“So, you’re from the sa country as I am.”

Rusbella and Kaltanias. In the original novel, why did Rusbella choose Kaltanias to elope to amongst the countless other countries to choose from? I had never thought about it. Because it was never ntioned. The idea had never occurred to .

“Yes.”

But then, I ca to find the answer.

“I think I was born there.”

A gust of wind blew from behind and rustled her hair. It was of a similar colour and yet a completely different one. Her golden hair was so shiny as if it had been created from pure molten gold while mine was made from the ashes that spilled from the mould. While her hair was straight and of a healthy texture, I had curly hair.

She had the blood of Kaltanias flowing through her. The blood of the Imperial Family to be exact. I was sure. No, I was certain. Kaltanias, golden eyes, a child whose life was threatened–How could she have been chased after so fervently if she was not from the Imperial Family? From the bell tower in the distance, the bell chid.

“Oh dear, it is already…”

Just when Rusbella glanced at the bell tower, troubled.

“Rusbella!”

Before I could say anything, Rusbella turned her head. My gaze shifted alongside her head. From the distance, a man could be seen waving his hand to catch our attention. A huge smile appeared on Rusbella’s face as the man with his brown hair tied in a high ponytail approached.

“Slon!”

Rusbella ran towards him before jumping into his open arms. A spinning skirt hovered in the air before sinking. The image of the lovers brought spring to this autumn. I could see Rusbella whispering sothing to him as they parted. I couldn’t hear them from this distance but the man who was holding Rusbella looked at .

But his gaze fell soon afterward.

“… The male lead.”

I murmured to myself. Slorenian. The male lead in the . Rusbella’s one and only love. He looked like his brother Cjezarnian but was an evidently different person.

While his younger brother could be described to be a gentle dium-sized puppy, he exerted a pressure much like a large dog.

Rusbella waved at . I forced myself to smile before waving back. Once I made sure she was far enough, my gaze dropped to look at the diary.

The waves lapping in my heart.

Rusbella hailed from Kaltanias. What did that an? The diary had led to Rusbella. So what did the diary know? What did it want to do by acquainting myself with Rusbella?

“Tell what you want straight.”

Why was I reborn here?

The diary let out a dim glow. As if there was nothing it could do in these distant lands. My gaze lingered on the diary that would offer nothing even if I were to open it before shifting upwards towards the sky.

What should I do now?

This had been my first goal. To find Rusbella and obtain Amor’s dicine was literally the purpose of my visit so I had no reason to see her until she finished the product. But this feeling that was tickling my heart was one that had bothered for a long ti now.

I closed my eyes.

Why hadn’t I realised all this ti?

Rusbella’s eyes were golden. In the Empire, golden eyes were only granted to those who had the Power of the Lords. Why? It was like the truth was just around the corner. And it was almost as if I would never realise it if I missed this opportunity. Why did I receive this diary? I raised my head. Just then, I thought of the answer

“He had dark blue hair and green eyes? And he has a large stature?”

The man who made Dane’s face harden at the ntion of him. The man who had curiously spared little words about .

“Yeah, Ashley. He’s the 3rd Prince of Kaltanias.”

This place held a man who had been expelled from the Empire long ago. The na of the last Templar of the Winds made think about a lot of things.

Amor and Hernan.

They were also the last templars of their kind. They were also people who had suffered and endured pain just by being around the emperor. What the last templars of their kind had in common was the emperor’s rapt interest in them. Then he must know. About children who were hidden from the emperor or things along those lines.

The 3rd Prince Abel Cloud.

I had to find him.