"In their eyes, you are the blessed child who is getting in their way. They will do anything to eliminate you. Even my regular soldiers are no match for them. What can you do?"
"That's… all I know is that I want to live freely without being burdened. I'm already helping people as much as I can. I'm living a good life. Please, Your Majesty, I don't want to be forced to do sothing I don't want to."
Veronica lowered her head and begged.
"You have a na?ve way of thinking. The only reason the enemies left you alone is that we have a fake blessed child in the palace."
"Then, if she keeps acting like a blessed child, no one will find , isn't that right?"
"Ahahahaha!" King Graham the fourth burst into laughter. He laughed for a long ti until his eyes got wet.
Later, he wiped away his tears and said, "I never thought that Goddess Juvena would send us a funny blessed child this ti. I guess I have no complaints."
Veronica sighed in relief. 'I think I'm off the hook now,' she thought.
"But a rebellious blessed child might cause us trouble. If she falls into danger and can't save herself, the whole world would be in danger. As the king of the holy kingdom, I command the blessed child to stay within the palace grounds until she cos back to her senses."
At King Graham the fourth's command, chills ran down Veronica's spine.
"What?!"
"The blessed child must know that life isn't a bed of roses. She must change her delusional way of thinking. Guards! Take her to the Saint's palace. She will stay there for the ti being!"
At the king's command, soldiers ca forward and grabbed Veronica's arms.
"Wait… Your Majesty! I don't want to be locked up. Please! I have so unfinished business!" Veronica desperately pleaded.
"Your Majesty!" The Head Priest saw the situation was getting out of his hand and ca forward. "Please let her go. Locking her up won't serve us any good."
King Graham the fourth let out a sigh. "Head Priest, you are too soft-hearted. Look at the ss we have in our hands now. I understand that your affection for your children runs deep. She won't suffer under my care. So please, do not worry."
"That's not why I want to protest, Your Majesty. Forcing her…"
"If it's about her education, I won't stop you from coming here and giving her lessons like you were doing. In fact, you can bring the scrolls from the forbidden section and teach her."
"Your Majesty, that cannot be done. Bringing scrolls from the forbidden section is out of the question."
"But I will allow it only this ti. Don't protect her like that, Head Priest. Even you know how immature and illogical her words are."
The Head Priest couldn't fight back when he knew Veronica's innocent way of viewing the world might cause her danger.
As a result, Veronica was taken to the Saint's palace.
She heard the door being locked from the outside. Feeling hopeless, she collapsed on the ground.
'Why did this happen? Why are there so many obstacles? I just want to help those children. So why?'
She covered her face and sobbed.
Feeling incapable of doing what she promised to do without anyone's help and the person she relied on the most, betraying her wounded her heart.
The agony in her heart was unbearable. Tears stread down her cheeks and ruined her beautiful face.
She stayed there like that for a long ti.
A few hours later, the door was opened.
"I heard you didn't eat anything. What are you trying to do?"
Upon hearing a familiar voice, Veronica's eyes opened wide. She couldn't believe she heard this voice here in her prison.
She quickly stood up and turned around.
"Saint Ava, please help get out of this place!" she requested.
Saint Ava was still wearing her cream-colored clothes but this ti her shiny blonde hair was covered with her white robe. Even so, her unparalleled beauty couldn't be hidden.
She coolly glanced at her disciple.
She asked nonchalantly, "Why should I take you out when I was the one who requested Prince Gerald to capture you?"
"What?" Veronica stared at her in disbelief. Her green pupils shook.
She recalled that there was no scroll inside the cover of the war of basilisk and dragon.
"Did you also take the scroll from the forbidden section of the library? Only a person who knew what I was looking for and had the access to that place could do that."
"That's right. I did it," Saint Ava calmly confessed. From her expression, she didn't look like she did anything wrong.
Veronica grabbed Saint Ava's wrists and shouted, "Why? Why did you do this? I was okay with you not helping but stabbing my back? Was it necessary?"
She couldn't take betrayals anymore. All her frustration and anger fell on Saint Ava whom she thought to be the last person to deceive her.
"That's enough. I think you don't understand my position. I'm not your friend or an ally. My main target is to keep peace in the world, not dance around with your selfishness.
"You, who should have taken responsibility, ran away and never ca back when we were looking for you thinking you were dead. Did you ever think about what we were feeling when a foreign king wanted you as his consort?
"You wanted to escape from your duty, and I allowed it. I even took your job on my shoulders and perford the ceremonies which were supposed to be perford by you.
"Then one day, you suddenly returned and said you were looking for elves to punish them. You say they killed innocent people. Just how many innocent people die every day, do you know that? Because of that, you wanted to fight against the elves?!
"Do you have any idea how powerful the elves are? Even a human army isn't enough to defeat them. What kind of power do you have to punish them for the sake of so dead people?"
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