The Village Girl And the Fox Prince

Chapter 57 - Concerns.

“Personation with throne, wealth or whatever it is. I'm doing this purely because I want to be appreciated even though I'm not like you who are always glorified and always have a special place. Me...”

Lynx paused for a while to breathe slowly, suddenly his chest felt narrow. “I ... Just wanted to help the Foxion Kingdom back in its heyday. Not wanting to continue being enslaved to misery like this. After that, it's up to you to occupy as the leader in this country. I don't care.”

He lowered his head for a while, dispelling the tears that were about to fall. I don't know, it hurts to have to say what is neatly arranged in his mind at this time.

Lynx rolled her gaze to the side, right looking at the father who was sitting with a calm face there. “My request is only one, please do not interfere with my love problems after the victory has been achieved by me. I don't want anything after that, it's just please don't nullify us again.”

What he said was merely to demand justice for his love story. Although it was written that fox and human demons could not be together and were not even allowed, Lynx used this opportunity to break the rule.

While the one-way conversation was still going on, Queen Emely's mother suddenly intervened to meet San who was screaming in pain with no one to care. Not coming into the middle of the field alone, the woman pulled Jack while grumbling.

“What are you mocking?!” shouted Queen Mother Emely so solot. “Stop bragging! Can't you see the situation? My son is in pain after his wand you broke!” the spray hit Lynx's shoulder.

As a result, all the talk of Lynx before so neglected. The entire attention is now taken out by San who continues to complain of pain. Jack briefly looked at Lynx who looked much more hurt here.

“Wait, Your Highness,” hold Jack, his feet stop stepping. “Prince San just needs to rest. I can't do anything. I'll just give him a new magic wand.”

Being told that, of course Queen Mother Emely disagreed. Seeing San who was currently rolling on the ground, it was seen that the pain was very making his son suffer.

“What are you talking about?! Don't tell me you'd rather treat Lynx than my son?! He was just bleeding, the most fatal wound was actually an invisible wound inside!” the Queen snarled Jack's collar.

Lynx smiled while looking at Jack. “What's wrong, just treat him. I can take care of this alone.” His left arm which was still releasing a thick red liquid was trying to be covered using fingers.

Hazel, unable to bear to see all this, decides to approach her lover. “I'll help you. Let's get out of here.”

The situation on the field where the fight is still boisterous, Queen Mother Emely does not stop raging before Jack wants to do something. While King Arandelle chose to leave, lazy to watch his wife's actions.

Aluka, who was about to follow where Lynx and Hazel went, was detained by Queen Mother Keane — King Arandelle's last wife and mother Aluka.

“Do not. Just leave them alone, you don't need to interfere, Aluka.”

It was not that he wanted to hold back his worried daughter for help. But Queen Mother Keane felt that it was not the realm of Aluka that must be followed.

While Sen, who has not been talking much since the fight was done, suddenly dispersed the crowd of other demons who were still at home watching when the winner was known.

Not wanting to get involved in the affairs of his twin brother who had bent helpless while grimacing there, Sen had other business that he wanted to do. In his mind came something that he should have done a long time ago.

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“Hey, I'm the one who got hurt. Why are you crying?” his coolness was slow, Lynx's long fingers touched the clear circles that wet his lover's cheeks.

“Didn't that hurt? Hicks ... Why didn't you react to anything?” hazel asked as he pleased, his gaze continued to highlight the gaping wound.

Lynx pulled Hazel's arm, peeling her gently to grab attention. It felt cold and a slight fishy smell from the blood attached.

“I'm fine. Seeing you cry makes me hurt. So please stop crying. Tomorrow morning this wound will dry.” He smiled to convince her.

“Don't joke,” says Hazel. Because of a whim, his chest of irregular kembis. “Wounds that deep are unlikely to heal in a short time. And tomorrow you have to go to war, how is this? I'm afraid that—”

“Do not worry.” Lynx turned her body toward Hazel, clasping her arms while focusing all her eyes on her lover.

“I won't die easily. I'm powerful. I've learned a lot and learned the strategy for tomorrow. It is likely that this war will not happen in just one day. So you don't go anywhere alone, remember their magic tricks are terrible. So stay alert,” the message.

Hazel hesitated. “But, as long as I'm inside the palace and in protection, won't it be safe?”

Lynx's shoulders poked uncertainly. “While it is like that, still no one guarantees about it. Since you're so close to Aluka, stay close to her.”

Again, Hazel nodded. His chest that originally felt full and crowded, now slowly felt relieved. At least Lynx did look fine even though the wound on his hand was so terrible.

The two of them were beside the palace, sitting near the pool together. There's no one here anymore. The servants only came to deliver some natural medicines from plants that are useful for healing.

When the silence returned, two pairs of beads that had turned to look at each other, were confused by someone who suddenly came without being asked. Not the servants, not even the demons living in this palace.

“Ma-forgive me!” He came with regret, his head lowered as he faced Lynx.

Lynx looked at the little fox with a question mark. “Ash? You why?”

Remember that? Ash the guardian of the tears of life.

Ash is not bound by the magic Jack created before, so his form at night remains a fox. I don't know what he meant by coming, Lynx never felt like calling him here.

“Sorry for being late to help you, Prince Lynx. I came here to bring you the tears of life. Hearing that you were hurt, I rushed straight here,” he explained.

Next to Lynx's eyebrows raised. “Who told you?”

Ash looked flabbergasted when questioned like that. “Someone is someone. But isn't that not important now? We'll start the treatment, Prince. If not treated immediately, a wound on your hand that is cast by negative magic will make it rot faster.”

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