Book 4: Chapter 89: The Ultimate Delicacy

Book 4: Chapter 89: The Ultimate Delicacy

The searing pain never ceased but intensified instead.

With her battle qi running almost on empty, Lesiah could feel strength leaving her body.

Yet she hadn’t given up. She gritted her teeth as she tried her best to free her wrists from the damn metal restraints.

However, her efforts were in vain. It did nothing aside from draining her remaining energy even quicker and causing her wrists to bleed.

“Ohoho, how amusing. To think that your desire to live comes from the thing that you wanted to escape from the most.”

“Shut... up...”

The dehydration made her hoarse. Her voice which used to sound like a melodious nightingale sounded more like a dying duck right now.

“Ohoho, how pitiful.”

“Quit... acting... when... you’re... the... one... who cruelly... put me... in... here...”

“Ohoho, acting? I truly pity you, princess, for having to suffer like this before your death.”

“Shut up...”

Her voice grew weaker and weaker. It wasn’t just her impending death that was difficult for her to accept, but also this ordeal she had to suffer.

The high temperature was eroding her battle qi, she felt her skin being seared. At this point, she wasn’t even sure if the smell of something burnt was real or just her misconception.

“Ohoho, even my little heart aches to see how much pain you are in.”

Shiloah clutched his chest and pretended that he was in pain, like a stupid clown in some circus.

“How about I give you a little suggestion?”

“I... don’t want to hear it...”

“Ohoho, too bad princess. You’re not even capable of doing so in your current situation.”

“.....”

Lesiah remained silent. That was right. With her hands shackled, she didn’t even have the ability to cover her ears.

For someone who usually squandered battle qi, even spending some to seal her hearing right now was costly in this situation.

“No one... would... blame... a dead person...?”

“Ohoho. Yes, no one will blame you again if you die here right now.”

Lesiah’s eyes slowly glazed over as thoughts of death began filling her mind.

That was right. If she died, no one could blame her again.

She would forever be the intelligent, diligent, beautiful Princess Artes Lesiah of the Macedonian Empire, who was loved and well respected by her people.

She would never let her parents, Miss Sheila, Coleman and the others down again.

“Oh yes, I have prepared another gift for you to celebrate our fateful encounter.”

“What... gift?” Lesiah spoke slowly, but her voice was filled with great interest.

“Ohoho, I promise that you’ll be reincarnated as an ordinary person. One without any pressure or the need to respond to any expectations... That way, you can live the life you always wanted. How about that?”

“An ordinary person...?”

The princess’ eyes gradually widened, but remained glassy. Her intention to die became even more apparent.

If dying meant she could become an ordinary person... Then that wouldn’t be too bad.

“Ohoho...”

Standing next to the steamer, Shiloah could feel the princess’ protective battle qi barrier slowly fading. He reached out and extinguished a burning incense stick hidden amidst the white smoke.

He covered his face with one hand and chuckled excitedly in a strange posture.

“Despair, what a delicious one! Although those that come with full flavors are good, nothing beats this kind that’s completely deprived of vitality. This Incense of Temptation that I begged from Lady Cornelia really lives up to its expectation...!”

With a snap of his fingers, a dining table that was completely set instantly appeared.

“Ohoho, without that pesky little girl, who can possibly interrupt my meal?”

Taking a seat at the dining table with fork and knife in his hands, he happily hummed a little tune. The ultimate delicacy that he always dreamed of was well within his reach now.

However...

“Who’s gone, stick man?”