“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

I barely managed to console the sobbing Pia.

‘Anselot didn’t even say anything when I spat out water!’

The way Pia looked at me seemed to say, “Lady Lulu, that’s dirty!” which newly hurt my feelings.

“Then why are you saying strange things? Let’s take that person with us. Do you even know who that person is?”

When I pouted my lips, Pia, who had suddenly stopped sobbing, replied vigorously.

“Pia welcomes anyone! As long as I can directly observe Lady Lulu’s romance right beside you!”

Then, as if delighted by the mere thought, she exclaimed.

“Lady Lulu’s romance! It’s so exciting!”

“Why are you excited about someone else’s romance? And it’s not romance or anything like that.”

“Then what is it?”

Pia asked, tilting her head.

I avoided Pia’s gaze and answered.

“It’s just… completing a quest, that’s all.”

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Last night, Anselot did not return to the royal palace.

It would be more accurate to say that he could not return.

From the moment her lips brushed over his, his heart pounded as if it would burst.

He simply could not be in the same space as her.

His heart was already weak, and he felt like he wouldn’t be able to endure being in that enclosed carriage with her.

Although the carriage was very spacious and many others were riding together besides her.

After watching Luibel safely board the carriage with her companions, he fled far beyond the borders of Luenhart.

Only then did the pounding of his heart gradually subside.

And on a steep, snowy mountain beyond the border, where no human traces were left, on the cold, perennial snow.

Only after spending the entire night there could Anselot think straight again.

He calmly collected his thoughts as he watched the sunrise.

So what did I do just a moment ago?

……

……

…… I kissed Luibel.

“Ah……”

Anselot remembered her fair, soft lips and the hot sensation that was conveyed when their lips touched.

His heart, which had calmed down once, began to pound and assert itself again.

Anselot’s mind was in such a messy state that he had to groan for a long time to calm himself.

Finally, the sky had completely brightened.

In the cold air of dawn, Anselot gazed with bloodshot eyes at the distant place where Luibel would be.

Anselot’s body was so robust that his eyes didn’t become this bloodshot just from staying up all night.

“Ha, this is driving me crazy.”

Anselot muttered as he wiped his face with his palm.

“…… How do I face our princess now.”

Right after the kiss.

Unlike usual, Luibel was unusually quiet.

Was she angry? Was she displeased?

Perhaps that could be the case.

An innocent girl who had a fantasy of her first kiss might think that fantasy was ruined because of him, who committed the act in a moment of unknown impulse when she only brought her lips for the sake of a quest.

“But, Luibel.”

Although there was no way she could hear him, Anselot spoke as if he was talking to her.

“You didn’t reject me either.”

He remembered her attitude of allowing it when he called her name.

Those small hands that clung to his clothes as if holding onto him, and Luibel’s eyes that looked up at him at that moment.

The instant he saw that, Anselot couldn’t help but pull her waist and draw her close.

So this is all Luibel’s fault.

Although Anselot knew this could never be an excuse, he blamed everything on her.

“So what. I’m originally a cowardly bastard anyway.”

Nevertheless, he muttered as if making an excuse for the unresolved, lingering feeling in his chest.

This is a big problem.

He grew more and more curious about her.

At first, he was curious about what was inside that small head of hers, and how much wider those rabbit-like round eyes could get whenever she saw him. After a while, he began to become curious about her as a person.

And last night, he was so curious about those fair lips of hers that he ended up causing that incident.

Now, he wanted to know not only about her lips but also other things about her.

The desire to know more about her was undeniably firm.

But……

“…….”

Anselot, who had been staring at the direction of Luenhart’s royal palace where Luibel would be, slowly lowered his gaze.

Tap, tap.

He raised his right hand and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.

Then, his chest, which was rotting black, was revealed.

The scars, which looked painful and agonizing at a glance, were marks created by dozens, hundreds, thousands of times being stabbed.

Anselot’s expression slowly and coldly sank.

His time was heading towards its end.

It was also his long-cherished desire.

Despite that, he was pathetic for being curious about Luibel.

In the end, he would disappear without knowing anything about Luibel and without becoming anything to her.

Anselot slowly looked up at the sky.

“…… Sena.”

The name of the woman who always gave him answers sounded particularly poignant today.

“What should I do?”

……

But of course, there was no answer from her.

Anselot quietly clenched his fist and bit his lower lip.

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I planned to thoroughly prepare here before leaving for the next scenario.

Because, the next scenario that had not yet arrived would undoubtedly be……

‘Targo, the Light of the People.’

The last hero of , also known as the Hunter of Light.

And the last companion I had to meet before going to defeat Helheim.

He was quite a tricky character even in the original work, and was known as a high-difficulty character to the damn users of this crappy game.

Excluding the final scenario, the place where most people got a game over was the scenario.

How much so that users cursed him, saying he was not the ‘Light’ but the ‘Debt’ of the people.

Of course, as a fervent reader of the original work, I was outraged to see users mocking the hero of the original as ‘Debt’.

‘But now that it’s become my problem, I’m a bit worried……’

Even Hezen in the original work had to go through a crisis of dying at Targo’s hands.

To prepare for the encounter with Targo, I went out with Pia to purchase various necessary items.

For some reason, Klaus didn’t follow me to escort me, and judging by his still pale complexion, it seemed his mind and body had become weak due to yesterday’s incident.

I went shopping with Pia and ate delicious food at a restaurant, blowing away the confusing emotions from yesterday.

“There are times when having a human body is nice, Lady Lulu! Being able to eat this much.”

Pia laughed, patting her lower belly.

“No, Pia. You ate a lot even when you were a bird.”

In front of Anselot, I made excuses for Pia, saying she was a bird even if she ate a lot, but the amount Pia ate was by no means small.

“But isn’t the amount you can swallow in one bite different when pecking with a beak as a bird versus eating with a human mouth?”

Pia eagerly ate a piece of steak cut with a fork in one bite.

“That’s right. The meat has to be plump for the juices to be alive.”

When I agreed with that, Pia chattered even more excitedly.

“Next time, I want to eat cookies filled with holy power and become an elephant. Then I’ll be able to eat much more than when I have a human body, right?”

Pia asked, her sky-blue eyes sparkling.

I briefly thought about Pia becoming a giant elephant.

‘It’s not cute at all!’

A sense of crisis rushed over me that I had to somehow dissuade her.

“But, Pia. Did you know?”

“……?”

“Elephants…… can’t eat meat.”

“……!”

At my words, Pia made an expression as if the world had ended.

“No way! Not being able to eat meat with that huge body! This is a disaster! It’s terrible!”

“So let’s give up on becoming an elephant.”

I said, pushing my portion of steak onto Pia’s plate.

Pia whined, “Hmph,” but kept eating the steak without rest.

‘Now that I think about it, even if Pia becomes a giant elephant, she might still be cute……’

We finished our coffee and warm milk, feeling much better.

Coming out to the bustling outside and waiting for the carriage, I ran into a familiar face.

They also stiffened their expression upon seeing me.

It was Helena Azelain, the crown prince’s fiancée.

, the young lady of the Azelain ducal family

Favorability: −461

‘Ha, what did I do.’

I looked at her favorability and felt bitter.

Of course, from our very first meeting, I did say a few things to her after seeing her bullying Maria.

If only I hadn’t received Crown Prince Ender’s date request right in front of her.

‘…… I did do a lot. Let’s just meekly be hated.’

Reflecting on the things that happened between me and Helena, I suddenly felt solemn.

At this moment, she, who had been avoiding eye contact with me and checking my reaction, abruptly asked without even a greeting.

“Is it true?”

“What is?”

Although my tone wasn’t particularly threatening, the moment our eyes met, a system message popped up.

[SYSTEM] becomes frightened.

“Th-that……”

Helena, who disliked me but also feared me, hesitated and couldn’t open her mouth.

Then, closing her eyes tightly, she asked.

“Are you really going to go on a date with His Highness Ender?”

Ugh……

When she put it that way, it sounded as if I was having an affair with Ender.

‘I’m only doing it because of the quest penalty.’

When I didn’t immediately answer no, Helena’s expression hardened.

[SYSTEM] ‘s favorability has decreased by −42. (Favorability: −503)

[SYSTEM] ‘s favorability is below −500. feels hatred accompanied by violence towards you.

[SYSTEM] Due to the excessively low favorability, ‘s frightened state is released.

In an instant, her frightened state was released as her favorability dropped.

‘Oh ho, so this is when you use the expression of not seeing eye to eye.’

I was inwardly admiring the rather convincing system.

“Well. I suppose Prince Anselot will be busy reuniting with his first love, so you’re thinking of shamelessly borrowing someone else’s man, aren’t you?”

“First love……?”

I looked at Helena, who picked a random fight, with a puzzled face.

Then Helena smirked as if she had gained the upper hand and glared at me venomously.

“I’ll generously lend him to you for once. That way, Prince Anselot can also meet Lady Arbella without having to mind Her Highness the princess.”

If Arbella was…… the wife of Prince Arno that I saw that day in the greenhouse garden of the Luenhart royal palace.

But why would Anselot be with that woman……?

“Oh my, you didn’t know?”

Helena added with an exaggerated expression and tone.

“Lady Arbella is Prince Anselot’s first love.”

“What……?”

My voice trembled as I asked back.

Noticing this, Helena grinned and added in a kind voice.

“The first love he can’t forget, and has gone mad for.”