[Translator – Peptobismol]
Chapter 72 – Asven (3)
When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in bed.
“Ugh.”
A suppressed groan escaped from my barely parted lips.
I stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling before slowly lowering my gaze.
Diana was sitting in a chair beside a pleasantly crackling fireplace, and our eyes t.
“……”
For a mont, I thought it might be a dream, but I instinctively realized it wasn’t.
This situation was definitely not a dream.
Not a dream?
Then what were all those scenes I just saw?
Everything was confusing, and I was montarily at a loss for words.
However, it didn’t take long for to accept the situation.
‘I survived.’
I finally rembered.
Yes, I definitely died.
Right in front of Isabel’s eyes, I drew out the Dagger of Tranquility and plunged it precisely into my heart.
And now I had opened my eyes.
Simultaneously, I realized sothing.
Ah, I succeeded.
Which ans…
‘Finally….!’
It’s gone.
The system window that relentlessly forced to die like a real villain was no longer in sight.
I did it.
Finally, finally, I did it!
I slowly sat up.
I looked down and examined my body.
Despite not having washed properly for days, the clothes draped on weren’t wet, dirty, or slly.
It seed Diana had changed my clothes and carefully cleaned my body before I woke up.
Leaning my head against the bed, I moved my arms slowly.
My whole body felt light.
It was as if I had undergone so kind of awakening, with my mana boiling up from my core.
Suddenly, a question popped into my mind.
How much ti has passed since I died?
When I slowly turned my head, I t Diana’s gaze again.
Her softly curling, brilliantly white hair shone subtly.
The firelight reflected in her blue eyes flickered.
Even though I had regained consciousness, Diana didn’t even blink.
She didn’t seem surprised at all.
‘She looks different now.’
It was the first ti I saw Diana in casual clothes instead of her knight’s attire.
When she wore her knight’s uniform, I didn’t notice, but seeing her like this, Diana had a rather slender figure.
With her narrow shoulders and waist, and curvaceous thighs, she looked entirely different from her usual self.
I stared at Diana quietly and then chuckled.
“You’ve had a hard ti.”
“It was nothing. How do you feel?”
“Thanks to you.”
Cough.
I coughed as a gasp escaped , and Diana quickly handed a glass of water.
I took a sip and continued speaking.
“How long has it been since I died?”
“It’s been about three weeks now.”
“…What?”
Three weeks, only?
I couldn’t believe it and let out a hollow laugh.
But Diana, undeterred, explained the situation.
“After you died, the Saintess kept your body in the mansion for quite a long ti.”
I wasn’t particularly surprised.
That’s just how Isabel was.
“She watched over you for quite a while but showed no signs of burying you.”
As I expected, she took longer to give up than I thought.
I listened silently as she continued speaking.
“So I went to Winfred.”
“Winfred?”
“Yes, I sought help from Luna Winfred.”
Ah, so that’s how it was.
I started to grasp the situation.
Using Luna to deal with Isabel—what a clever idea.
I nodded in agreent.
Diana’s report continued from there.
From her interactions with the Princess to infiltrating the mansion to retrieve my body.
After hearing everything, I let out a laugh.
“…Then it must be complete chaos right now?”
Diana didn’t respond to that.
She just sat there, looking at with a calm face.
The aning was clear.
“You’ve been through a lot.”
“I just did what needed to be done.”
“No, you did great.”
With the system neutralized, only one thing remained—the Holy Relic.
And to get it, we’d have to kidnap Ludine.
But how?
She was already difficult to handle, and now she was completely unhinged, acting as if she saw nothing around her.
The entire Empire must be scouring the Eastern Continent, their eyes wide open, searching for Diana, who had fled with .
“Haa.”
There was no imdiate answer.
We had to bide our ti and slowly look for an opportunity.
“So where are we?”
“We’re in the Kingdom of Asven.”
The Kingdom of Asven?
That poor country at the eastern edge of the continent?
“I thought there would be no better place to hide.”
Diana spoke calmly, with a composed tone as if she were inhaling and exhaling.
“The Elixir?”
Diana rummaged through her bag and handed it to .
When I reached inside, I felt the familiar texture of a glass bottle.
I had made a generous amount of the Elixir when I first concocted it, and inside the bottle was just enough for one last use.
I carefully placed the bottle back inside and stashed the bag in the corner.
And then I said,
“Thank you.”
I ant it.
[Translator – Peptobismol]
It was the first ti since coming to this world that I genuinely felt grateful to soone.
At that mont, I felt a startling sensation on my wrist.
Before I knew it, Diana had grabbed my wrist.
My gaze slowly traveled upward.
Finally, I could see Diana’s face clearly.
She was still staring at intently.
Her blue eyes remained full of loyalty, unchanged.
Yet her hand still gripped my wrist, as if she had sothing to say.
Was she suppressing an impulse or did she have sothing important to tell ? Her lips moved repeatedly but no words ca out.
The grip of her hand on my wrist trembled slightly.
“…Diana?”
I called out to her, but there was no response.
I was confused but didn’t show it. Seeing this human side of her for the first ti was rather refreshing.
Besides, it wasn’t unpleasant that Diana was holding onto .
What did she want to say?
What could be so important that it made Diana, who had never lost her composure, unable to control herself?
Tick tock.
How many minutes had passed?
In the serene silence, Diana finally spoke in a trembling voice.
“I was…”
Her words were cut off again.
And then, her repressed voice drifted into the air.
“I was afraid.”
“I know.”
“I know it was presumptuous, but I didn’t want to see you die with my own eyes.”
Her voice was filled with indescribable emotions.
I listened quietly to her words.
“But I am a knight.”
“Right.”
“I am your loyal sword and servant.”
“Yes.”
Her voice, seemingly determined, burned with fervor.
“What do you think of ?”
Diana was still gazing at .
Her eyes, filled with loyalty, showed no hint of ulterior motive, yet today, they felt strange.
It was clearly an impulse.
A deep-seated desire she had long suppressed was beginning to surface in her heart.
Diana lowered her head deeply.
The tips of her ears, visible through her hair, were burning red.
As if reproaching herself for not being able to control her emotions.
Sudden embarrassnt lted into the intense heat and disappeared.
At the sa ti, a strange sense of euphoria welled up in her chest.
Diana lifted her head again.
She looked at , her lips trembling as she struggled to contain her emotions.
I wondered.
What kind of answer was she hoping for when she asked that question?
I smirked.
“What do I think of you?”
What do I think of Diana?
My only trustworthy comrade?
A common master-servant relationship?
I’m not sure.
Relationships are too complex to be simply defined, and in this situation, where nothing can be promised easily, I would probably hold back my words again.
“Do you really want to hear it?”
“Yes, I want to hear it directly from your own mouth, master.”
“This is difficult.”
“Please.”
Diana’s blue eyes flickered intensely.
Her eyes, her voice, her lips—all conveyed a violent emotional upheaval.
The wild emotions made feel dizzy.
If you ask if I have feelings for her, the answer is yes.
I’m not a machine; there’s no way I wouldn’t feel anything for such a devoted woman.
But voicing those feelings is another matter entirely.
And this is all so sudden.
What happened while I was dead?
I swallowed a sigh and spoke slowly.
“You are the first thing in this world that I can call ‘mine.’”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
The pounding of my heart filled the air.
I swallowed deeply.
An unusual light flickered in Diana’s pale blue eyes.
Behind her surging emotions, a hungry beast’s eyes glead.
A hot shimr was mixed in her breath.
It was like the cry of a starving beast.
Countless emotions flickered across Diana’s face.
Finally, she spoke in a voice that seed deeply locked away.
“May I touch you?”
“What?”
Diana’s face turned crimson, as if it was about to burst.
Her words were broken, and her movents were jerky like a broken clockwork doll.
“Is it not allowed?”
“……”
“You said it yourself… I am yours, am I not?”
I let out a stunned laugh.
Diana mirrored my laugh.
“Are you… disappointed?”
Diana bowed her head once more.
Everything about her was clumsy, but that made it all the more endearing.
I had resolved not to get attached to anyone.
Not to leave anything in this world that could hold back.
I had made that vow desperately, but it seed it was impossible.
I realized that the situation had already gone too far.
“No.”
I slowly approached her.
I t her gaze.
“How could I be?”
My hand reached out slowly, and her silver hair slipped through my fingers.
Diana’s lowered gaze lifted slowly.
Her flushed face, her long lashes, her softly curved lips.
Everything I saw was so vivid.
The sensation went beyond my limits, tickling my heart.
“Please forgive .”
With those words, a soft sensation brushed against my lips.
An inexplicable feeling pierced through my mind like a bolt of lightning.
My thoughts ca to a complete halt.
It felt unreal.
Just everything.
All those sensations were so special.
[TL/N: I told you guys, now it has started…]
[Translator – Peptobismol]
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