Surviving As The Protagonist

Chapter 63: Hero of Mischief

Lucy also now displays her best smile in all the nobles. Moreover, he was grateful that it turns out there are still some people who want to love Lucy sincerely.

“When this situation is also very difficult for the Mistress who is pregnant, I really say thank you very much.” he said accompanied by gratitude.

Sylvhia is a natural witch, she can also control the winds that bring spring and autumn, and can control the trees and all plants. Although not initially told, but Lucy is aware of the small assistance provided by Sylvhia secretly.

So this is the reason you don't want to leave this forest huh, really a loyal friend. Though he was two-bodied, but forced himself to control his magic power. Nothing will happen, hopefully not..

Until all the little whispers began to roar in his ears. Actually Lucy is sick of hearing this but what can be done. Looks like they started talking about her and Sylvhia with even better things. Lucy's little hope now only expects that with this, the other nobles will stop excommunicating Sylvhia who has the origin of her status as an ordinary citizen, he said, also in the future Lucy does not want to be blamed again for whatever mistakes Sheyra created for her.

After the sickly knights moved Sheyra's body to a better place, now the loud screams of someone began to divert their attention to the direction of the source of the sound. There was a man with his accomplices running with a gaze that channeled the deepest sense of worry.

Lucy looks happy even though her lips are chuckling.

Pahalwan new misfortune arrived..

“You go anywhere Your Majesty.” the success of the magic makes rait eajah Reygan become more panicked thanks to the appearance of Lucy who looks terrible. Moreover, Lucy's current dress is completely damaged and torn and accompanied by her body that is covered with wounds.

“What happened to you!” his resolute cry looked at his face with a teary look. Although the situation after that was really surprising when the horde of Men was again accompanied by his body which was filled with sword cuts.

I think the only ones coming back right now are the two of you..

But where did the horses they rode go? Ah what because the messy forest is filled with big trees that fall down.maybe they can not bring back their horses.of course the horse can not pass through the material of a large tree..

But suddenly his tears flowed in the owner's hands, when he saw the face of the man who ran because he was worried about him.

I forgot someone who was always there leaning with me. But— why Your Majesty didn't help me. Is it because I'm not the main role. But... Sir Emillo why are you following His Majesty..

You should have come to help me like in the original story..

Bugh!

After hugging his fiance warmly now he beat the man's chest many times as if venting the anger he held against him.

“Uh.. Your Majesty, you are truly a hero of misfortune, I would like to call you a hero of misfortune you really do not help at all. I was so scared.” his whine that now hugs Reygan tightly. Tyson Rose who was in his grasp now fell accidentally until after touching the grass he now disappeared slowly.

Disappeared as if his task had been completed.

Although his ruby netra was slightly rounded, he could only nod while closing his eyes accompanied by a deep sense of regret. “I'm sorry. I'm guilty of not being able to help you in unfamiliar situations like this.” regretfully accompanied by a pushy look. After that he began to rub the top of his head warmly as ever he always did to Lucy intending to comfort her restless heart.

Although she can fight him with a vaik to the end, Lucy only still plays a young girl who can feel scared even when misfortune has approached her many times. Even if he survived, surely who would not feel shocked when death came right before your own eyes?

But Reygan's eyes began to change when he found a Tyson Rose who was humiliating after escaping from Lucy's hand. I never thought of this, but..

He-he really has returned..

My lucy..

I know all your suffering and I am the cause. Perhaps expecting your apology is impossible.

But this time, I just always expected you to live happier.. Lucy

My bright star..

The man looked down to cover his sad face, before long his handsome face lifted to display the best smile ever. “I'm sorry Lucy, the conditions in the forest are really messed up with all the crazy game animals, then.. all the knights and all the people who participated in the hunt were seen attacking each other.” clearly who are now given a nod of understanding when the assumption makes more sense.

Although her tears were flowing, but Lucy could now only say the words of the Crown Prince with a chest of air, maybe this had something to do with the Men who were again filled with incision wounds.

“But, thanks to Lucy's ruby brooch and Crylo's handkerchief. We were completely unaffected by the mysterious magic that roamed within the forest. You are the Goddess who came down to save us. Thank you very much.” he said accompanied by a short explanation.

Reygan only hopes that with this explanation Lucy does not feel misunderstood that she is reluctant to return to the tea party place to save her life. Although her eyes were slightly rounded, but in the end Lucy could only sigh heavily.

It turns out you noticed a commotion at the Lady's tea party, even though you yourself couldn't help me because the way out of the forest wasn't found. It is true that a sharp hearing like Sir Emillo could not possibly be unaware of such a commotion. But..

It seems I can't hold on anymore..

To react and reply to Reygan's words, Lucy can now only smile. His eyes were currently heavy and his lips felt reluctant to move.

My body is like a shattered glass.

“However, I welcome you. Welcome back.. Our Eternal Witch.” said the man was accompanied by a warm kiss on the back of the girl's hand.

Again His Majesty also said nonsense..

Why do you all insist on saying I'm a Morticia anyway..

No. It looks like they called me Lucia..

Why did my eyes begin to darken..

The sound of my crying also disappeared..

I'mtired..

Let me rest for a while..

“….”

Bruck..