The Princess Wants to Live (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 134

“Bolshayk, I tell you! Damn it, there are other families too, but only if I could find them. Bolshayk is problematic as well. Imperial royal blood is far too difficult to obtain. Even those they call cadet branches aren’t genuine—their lineage is so sparse…”

The mage, muttering almost cross-eyed, vanished instantly into a secret room, and Greta watched his retreating back while stroking the dagger nestled close to her chest.

Yes. She remembered that.

Greta, newly recalling memories of her father, gently smoothed out the yellowed paper.

“A death befitting a princess. To be a sacrifice to the gods—though excessively glorious—is acceptable if it’s what the gods desire.”

She had wanted more than anything to tear Olivia apart with brutal cruelty, but if the girl was destined to be a divine offering, that changed everything.

Olivia Bolshayk.

According to common knowledge, the Bolshayk family had existed since the moment history was first recorded on the continent.

Though the continent had witnessed the rise and fall of countless empires and kingdoms over thousands of years, the Bolshayks had merely seen their titles shift up or down.

The family itself had always remained firmly rooted in its place.

Thus arose the saying that to study Bolshayk history was to study the history of the entire continent.

Yet those closely tied to the Bolshayks or their vassals spoke of them differently.

The bloodline favored by the gods.

A lineage perpetually receiving the gods’ attention—whether benevolently or malevolently.

Hence, a bloodline where phenomena utterly unimaginable to ordinary people—regressions, possessions, reincarnations, and even dimensional shifts—occurred all too routinely.

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