“That’s why! I expected a relatively normal development where the ancient god would conquer the continent and become the only god, but what? Destruction?”

Before Cryer could even open his mouth, Olivia shouted again.

“And purification? Are the people of the continent now pests? What nonsense is purification!”

She had long since discarded the dignity of a princess in front of Cryer, but it was the first time she had uttered such harsh words.

But if Olivia could, she would want to pour out even more! More! Harsh words.

For a while, Olivia, who was twitching and rolling her feet, suddenly fell silent.

“When the ancient god descends, it’s the end of everything. As expected, the ancient god doesn’t listen.”

In her fifth life for the first time, she managed to stop ‘that’ Cryer, only to find that the real villain was way out of her league.

Cryer reached out to the dejected Olivia.

He grabbed her chin and whispered.

“So you’re giving up?”

For some reason, Olivia shook her head at the whisper that could barely be heard.

“I shouldn’t. You said it. You have to take responsibility for what you said.”

The chillingly blue eyes of the Bolsheik turned into a blue flame, tearing apart the red eyes that signified the slave serving the ancient god.

“So instead of boiling the magician…no, fry or whatever, you become free and I protect the world peace, no, let’s try to prevent the end of the world.”

Olivia did not waver. No, she was tremendously shaken and trembling, but she did not break her resolution to do whatever it took to survive.

Burning with the momentum to pull and drag by the scruff of the neck, she quickly turned around, pulled out a letter from a pile of documents that formed a mountain range.

“Check this out for me in that regard. Just by looking at the letter, I can’t tell who is coming from the Norden Kingdom, but you might be able to figure it out.”

Olivia handed Cryer the letter from the Norden Kingdom.

“That’s it. There was nothing else.”

Skipping the unnecessarily long greetings and confirming the main point, Cryer opened his mouth.

“When does the human from the Norden Kingdom arrive?”

“Soon.”

Olivia, who had been counting her fingers, furrowed her brow.

“Just a moment.”

She looked at her fingers and repeatedly opened and closed them.

Before the regression, that is, in her total four lives, she who had thoroughly searched let out a sigh.

“Can you match the time?”

“Time?”

“It probably won’t take long for someone who says they can help identify the culprit from the Norden Kingdom to arrive.”

Olivia, with her fist clenched, looked at the outskirts of the capital and said,

“Because there isn’t much time left until the perpetrator of this incident is found as a burned body.”

Anbeuheu was thoroughly examining his attire with a very serious and solemn face.

He had visited the trade area managed by his family countless times, but today, he was on his way to unravel a ‘case’.

“Perhaps I should have worn something more comfortable.”

Although he wore much simpler clothes than usual, his family is ‘Taren’.

Anbeuheu is kind and innocent, but not naive and ignorant of the world.

That’s why he knew that the simplicity of ‘Taren’ was a bit different from the usual standard.

“Maybe it’s too much……”

Thud.

Someone lightly tapped the shoulder of Anbeuheu, who was dusting off the pearl powder lightly sprinkled on the hem of his clothes.

He turned around reflexively to greet, but stopped awkwardly.

“Your highness. Go.”

The one saying so was not the princess, but a strange woman whose forehead covered half of her face.

Olivia, who had been striding forward, stopped in her tracks.

The woman who had turned around widened her eyes and gestured to Anvru standing in place.

But Anvru just stood there.

Eventually, Olivia, who had returned to Anvru, opened her mouth.

“Your Highness? What are you doing not coming?”

Only then did Anvru open his lips.

“Who… are you?”

“Ah, I see. You didn’t recognize me because I’m in disguise.”

Olivia casually lifted the bangs that covered her face.

When the clear blue eyes of Bolcheik and her face were revealed, Anvru hurriedly tried to kneel but hesitated again.

The fact that Olivia had come out in disguise meant she was trying not to reveal her identity as a princess.

He’s not completely oblivious.

Olivia gestured towards Anvru, who slightly bowed his head while straightening his knees.

“Let’s depart.”

And Cryer was not by her side.

Because he had hidden himself for now.

A few minutes before meeting Anvru.

‘You don’t need to disguise yourself.’

‘Didn’t you say you’re traveling incognito?’

In response to Cryer’s question, Olivia shook her head vigorously.

‘It’s true I’m traveling incognito and you’re with me, but we’re not together.’

At her strange wordplaylike answer, Cryer’s head tilted and Olivia added.

‘Even if I am in disguise, if by chance His Highness Taren recognizes you, the epic of love could begin again.’

‘Didn’t you agree that that’s not the case?’

Olivia shook her head.

‘I did agree at that time, but if he sees you with me today, he might change his mind. Anyway.’

Olivia, who had paused for a moment, openly clicked her tongue.

‘Geez, right now you and I walking around together perfectly fit the regular themes that often appear in fairy tales, novels, plays, or the songs of poets.’

‘Regular themes?’