No matter how understandable the situation is, leaving won’t be easy. He has lost his family while trying to protect the emperor, the palace, and this empire.
“If I’m gone, that flower will wither again.”
So don’t worry. I’ll take care of the reason.
Clint, startled by my words, turned his eyes to the flower. It was withering much faster than before, perhaps because the power I used had disappeared.
“It’s the flower that the family wished to bloom.”
“Ah… ah… no, no.”
Clint looked back and forth between the flower and me in a scream, hoping I would take some action.
Before coming here, Levanfell said that he could return if the reason for his forced departure was resolved.
“Clint. Wouldn’t it be nice if the flowers your family wanted to bloom kept blooming?”
Think of it as forgiveness from your family, so you can be at ease.
“Don’t worry. Your flower will never wither.”
As Clint was about to collapse following the falling petals, I walked up to him and lightly touched the rapidly falling petals.
“Stay by my side, Clint.”
The flower came back to life so instantly that the petals seemed to stop falling.
Even more beautiful than before. Much more full of vitality.
The flower greeted Clint with its petals wide open.
“Become my sword, Clint.”
“…….”
“If you protect me, I will protect your memories.”
“Your Majesty.”
“I’ll make sure your family’s wishes don’t go out, and your hope doesn’t go out.”
And Clint, so that your life doesn’t end.
“I will protect you.”
“…….”
“This is a trade. We’re trading to get what we want from each other, Clint. Think of it that way.”
I want him to live. Even though I don’t know how he lived or who he is, I still want him to live.
So that guilt no longer stains Levanfell’s face.
This was my selfish desire.
“If I, if I follow Your Majesty….”
“Yes.”
“My flower can bloom forever without withering?”
Clint asked with a tearstained face. I tucked the hair flowing over my shoulder behind my ear and smiled.
“Forever and always. Firmly rooted in the soil without swaying in the wind. ……Without any more pain.”
“Uhh…….”
Clint gritted his teeth. Then, just as Levanfell had done to me earlier, he knelt on his left knee.
“If this small life can be of help…….”
“Yes.”
“I will devote myself to Your Majesty, and to the Holy Maiden.”
It was a knight’s vow. It could not be formal without a sheathed sword, but his vow was clear.
I nodded slowly and gently touched Clint’s head and shoulders with my hand instead of a sword.
“Clint Tenen. I appoint you as my guard.”
As if lifting the veil of darkness.
(This is a time separator.)
Clint asked for two days to prepare himself. He said he would come to where we were directly after two days.
I told him to take his time, as he needed time to sort out his feelings.
“Jaerim, I’m sorry for hiding it all this time. The castle… That…”
“It’s alright, Your Majesty.”
“But hiding it is still hiding it.”
“…You must have had a reason to hide it. I think I already know the reason.”
Jaerim said, glancing at Levanfell.
“Obviously, His Majesty must have told you to hide it because he was worried.”
“The context is roughly similar. …How did you know?”
“Of course. It’s the birth of a saint. The continent would not be turned upside down. The one who will suffer the most will be you, the eye of the storm, the central axis.”
Since she had been with Levanfell for a long time, Jaerim quickly caught on to his thoughts.
“And you don’t have to be sorry to me, Your Majesty. …You know?”
Jaerim smiled as if he was the one who felt sorry.
“I am someone who can use Your Majesty for His Majesty’s sake as much as possible.”
Right. Jaerim was that kind of person. Levanfell always comes first for him.
“That doesn’t change now that I know you’re a saint. So if I had known earlier… In some bad situations…”
“It’s okay. I already know.”
I lightly tapped on Jaerim’s shoulder, who was watching me.
“You, who always puts Levanfell before me, are very reliable.”
“…Really?”
“Yes. I’m serious. So keep it that way.”
I thought as I looked at the Emperor of Eteria and Lisa. If I were to disappear, if I suddenly die tomorrow or disappear.
Who would stay by Levanfell’s side?
Elihu? No. Elihu would leave the service immediately if I was gone. He’s following me because I’m a saint who has received the power of God.
Mu? Mu has no reason to stay. There’s no way he would stay when he doesn’t even communicate.
Clint would probably go back since he followed me as my escort. He may even fall out with Levanfell again.
As for Levanfell’s family… I don’t even know who’s alive.
In this situation, if I were to disappear, the only one who would remain by Levanfell’s side would be Jaerim.
Someone has to be on Levanfell’s side if I’m not in this world.
And that was Jaerim’s job.
“Always think and act only for Levanfell from now on.”
I smiled, comforting Jaerim.
But the best choice, after all, was not to disappear from Levanfell’s side.
(This is a time separator.)
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
