71 71 Prince Wang Perspective

"Your Highness, I've been waiting for you."

Heading to the Great Church, he is led to a room by a magnificent cleric. When I opened the door, it was the Virgin, the one wearing a white outfit, who waited.

Gratefully thank you and take your seats as recommended.

I take Miss Anna Carroll in front of me seriously, knowing full well that she is unhappy.

You should be aware of my gaze, but you just stare at the table with your dark face without raising your gaze.

… something, ridiculous.

If it had been so far, you would have raised your voice high to the sight of selling the charm.

But Miss Carol in front of me is too different than usual.

"Miss Carroll, how well is the Virgin learning"

"Yes, there is no power, nothing special... But we are doing you well."

Miss Carroll has a hard smile on her mouth, but her gaze is looking down.

… does it feel like there is no hegemony?

Maybe.

I remember my last words when I spoke to Theodore yesterday.

Did you say it was terrible?

I didn't expect this Virgin to be depressed, but apparently Theodore's words are really working.

… What did he really say?

Speaking ill of Theodore in his head, he opens his mouth to tell Miss Carroll what to say originally.

"Looks like you made some kind of deal with His Majesty."

"As far as dealings……. If it was about the engagement, I made a wish."

There is power between the eyebrows in that word.

"Let's just say it's clear. I'm not gonna take it, hairless."

"No, you should marry me. Because that is the statute under which His Highness was born as His Highness.

Neither do I. As Anna, I've decided to marry you. "

… Statutory?

I wonder what to say, what is the statute even though it is not God's trust.

"You don't know what you're thinking. You don't like me. [M] But I am bound by my marriage to Prince Wang. Is that what this is about?

Again, I still don't feel any heat from my gaze toward this one.

I don't know what the purpose is.

There is some intention in what people do. But I don't see the intention from this guy.

Maybe that's something I don't understand.

"Is it true that if you can't marry me, you're going to the neighborhood?

"Can't I marry you? … that doesn't make any sense. If that happens, there's nothing more I can do."

For the first time, I can see the color of a frustrating rage in Miss Carroll's eyes, who had a boisterous gaze somewhere.

"If I were to marry you, I would abandon the throne of Prince Wang.

… What if I say so?

The first time I touched her heart, I deliberately uttered more frustrating words in an attempt to reveal the truth.

My words seem to have provoked her upset.

Miss Carroll gets a hazy look and gives her an uneasy look that is still going to cry like a lost child.

"No! That's not a happy ending! Without you and Anna's wedding...

Events in the process have gone crazy, but the last time I marry you, it's a happy ending!

To put it so vigorously, Miss Carroll suddenly leans down.

And with a dark face, I shake my neck sideways many times.

He's whining about something in a small voice with a boss, but what are you saying?

Carefully observing Miss Carroll's mouth and softening her ears will gradually sound clear.

"No, I know... I really do. This isn't a game, is it? You can't go home, can you, me? But what can I do... How can I go home?

Can't you go home?

Where the hell does Miss Carol say she's going?

I accidentally send my gaze to Cyril, who refrained behind me. Then Cyril shook her head slightly to the side, wrinkling between her brows as confused as well.

Don't you even know Cyril?

Then Miss Carol glances at me as she puts her face up.

The look is somewhere desperate and makes me look like I'm begging for something.

"I'm sorry about you guys. It's tearing me apart. It also means I'm a villain. … but this is all I can do! 'Cause I can't find another way home."

Miss Carroll gets up from the chair where she was sitting and squeezes the hand she puts on the table. The hand seems to be quite powerful, slightly trembling.

"Hey, you're the main hero! Then marry me! Maybe then we'll have a happy ending!

"Miss Carol, what a way of speaking to Your Highness."

When Cyril, who was behind her when she said she was overwhelmed, takes a step forward, she cautions lightly.

But it doesn't seem to be in Miss Carroll's ear at all.

Turn your gaze toward Cyril and shake your neck to the side.

Cyril then returned to her original position in silence.

Miss Carroll is desperately trying to convey something with a voice that screams in the abyss of despair with tears in her eyes, without a bare gesture to care, such as our exchange.

"Please! If I can't go home, I'll disappear for you then. Because it doesn't matter if you're isolated, sick or dead.

Please, give me back. … please "

At the end of the day, he sits on the floor like he did everything he could, rubbing his head against the ground, whining small and over again in tears, "I want to go home, go home," he said.

Cyril called a cleric through the door that had originally been opened to this unusual appearance.

The priest who rushed also opened his eyes to surprise and said, "Holy Virgin!," I call it out loud.

But Miss Carroll has no reaction to that voice. Looks like the cleric who left like he was in a panic again called in a few sisters.

Thus, Miss Carroll left the room so that Sister could hold her.

The clergyman who first came after Cyril called us to stop "wait" because he tried to bow his head to us and leave.

"Is the Virgin always in that condition?

"No. I usually learn to teach seriously and am kind to everyone. This is the first time I've ever made such a noise absurd. Honestly, I'm confused."

"Right. Sorry to call you off."

With that said, the cleric bowed his head again and it was now time to leave the room.

And all that remained in the room was me and Cyril.

"What was that... Many incomprehensible words. It is too disrespectful to His Highness to speak of the Virgin."

Cyril puzzles but wrinkles between her eyebrows to reveal her discomfort.

Is that what Theodore said, "All the people around us are enemies"?

"Still, you want to go home, huh? … I wonder where you want to go until you mess up like that."

"It doesn't seem like it's baroness territory. Farther than that. An anomaly like you're looking for a place where you don't have the means to go back."

I think of Cyril on the spot for now, but I don't understand her at all.

It's like, uncomfortable feeling separated from the world.

In all unexpected circumstances, he decided that there was no point in staying longer and returned to the Royal Palace.

And when I got back to the royal palace, I tried to sort out what Miss Carroll was saying, but there are too many uncertainties.

To hear from her collaborator, the clergy of the Great Church, Miss Carroll has been blocking in since then and claiming to be in the room.

When I read that report in the office and wondered if I would have to visit again when I settled down.

Passed by Cyril was a letter from Rachel.

Just received it, Rachel's face floats and I feel like I can take daily fatigue in an instant from before I read it.

But in its contents.

"Anna asked me to visit my house. I've talked to both my parents, but I'm thinking about taking it."

It says, and I was rushed to contact the Marquis.