“Olivia. The way you look at your father seems a bit…”

“I should have stood with you.”

“What?”

Unable to understand the words, the father, who was skewering the fork into the chocolate tang without any English translation, tilted his head.

But Olivia, just like her father, stabbed the fork into the chocolate tang and remained silent.

The father, looking down at her, who resembled him so much, opened his mouth.

“It seems like something is going on.”

“There’s nothing at all.”

“At any rate, you’re stubborn like someone.”

Maybe it’s not someone who resembled her father until the moment the palace collapsed.
With the overly sweet tang of the tarta tatang, Olivia’s forehead, which swallowed such words, felt the touch of a rough and dry fingertip.

“I told you, didn’t I? You don’t need to go into detail, just let something out.”

At her father’s brief words, Olivia faintly smiled with her round forehead.

Maybe if she let something out as her father said, it would be more comfortable. If she let it out.

I regressed. Several times, to be precise. The empire fell to only one person, and the entire continent went up in flames. I died, and died again, sharpening my teeth to live.

If I tell everything, perhaps my father will believe me.

But the emperor won’t believe it.

Even if it’s his beloved daughter, if meaningless words come out of her mouth, the emperor, not the father, shouldn’t believe it.

Anyone encompassing this vast and powerful empire must be like that.

If he believed my words not as a father but as an emperor, he would have called for my confinement immediately.

The emperor seems to be going mad, so go for treatment.

And the emperor, who follows the blood of the Bolshevik, will definitely not do that.

Still, with just one word from Olivia, her father would move.

Help me.

A daughter containing words she had never uttered before.

With that one word, not as the father but as the emperor, Norden Kingdom, and even Greta, would kneel before her, ending before she even said who she was.

Because that’s the power of the empire, the word of the emperor.

But it shouldn’t be like that.

If it were so simple to end, Olivia would have chased after the emperor from the beginning, not Cryer.

Yeah, I tried it that way too.

It was the third life. As soon as Olivia opened her eyes, she ran away frantically.

The servants who saw her crossing the palace like a madwoman in the dawn couldn’t even scream and just opened their mouths, and the knights had to struggle to guard the princess in thin nightclothes without looking at her.

And that night.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty… Yo… No, Father.”

In the middle of the night, the emperor, who ran barefoot, pushed everyone around and listened to her story.

And the next morning, terrifyingly, the emperor secretly sent people to Norden Kingdom…

Olivia found herself biting her lower lip without realizing it.

If everything had been resolved at that time, she wouldn’t be here now, having regressed.

And in that life, the empire collapsed more desperately than ever.

There is no intention to repeat that life that ended so miserably.

Olivia, who swallowed the newly rising blood, opened her mouth.

“How about world peace?”

“Hmm?”

“You told me to say anything, didn’t you?”

Although she knew it wasn’t just ‘anything,’ Olivia shrugged her shoulders.

“Meaningless.”

Even with narrowed eyes, her father answered Olivia’s question.
“Nothing special. It’s something you specifically asked me to do; you wouldn’t do it carelessly, would you?”

Yes, Olivia earnestly pleaded with the emperor separately while unraveling Cryer and the ancient god’s situation.

It’s because world peace is absolutely necessary.

At present, more than a hundred years have passed since the peaceful years flowed after the end of the continental war.

Even facing the rumors that she brought forward a man she fell in love with at first sight, risking the accusation of being called like a concubine, there was no reason for the empire’s princess to risk her life for ‘peace.’

However, the emperor willingly coordinated the entire continent for world peace.

Of course, it wasn’t only in response to the princess’s request.

Even if putting the empire’s movie, which is unique and overwhelmingly powerful on the continent, as the top priority, he judged that hoisting the flag of ‘peace,’ not war, would be a better choice.

“Is that so?”

“Hmm, did you change your mind by any chance? It seems the new ambassador and Baron Haider of Norden Kingdom have met a few times.”

“Did you even pay attention to such trivial matters?”

“Isn’t it something happening in the palace?”

Olivia, who had been looking at her father’s face for a moment, shook her head.

“I got along well with Baron Haider. Well, we need to get along with Norden Kingdom too. So.”

“Peace, huh.”

“Yes.”

Not only with Norden Kingdom but also with any country on the continent, there is no need to have a ‘war.’ No, it must not happen.

Shedding blood through war is probably not what the ancient god desires.

So, moving on an empire-wide scale is more of a hindrance than a help.

Moreover, it was the same for those unrelated to this matter interfering.

“Yes. Well, that’s something your father can handle well. It’s tiring when people who have nothing talk while trying to read my mood.”

Father, who named diplomatic disputes between countries as ‘tattling,’ stabbed the remaining piece of chocolate tart with a fork while Olivia looked at him for a moment and said.

“Your Majesty. No, Father.”