Urana: And the Last Revenge

Episodes 6.3

The animal he rode fell like a dead tree, soaking Urana. The excruciating pain again gnawed his huge stomach.

Plis, don't hurt now.... Urana grimaces trying to get up, but is unable to. At the end he collapsed, trying to reduce the pain.

"Finally got caught too." In Urana's vision, one by one orange light began to approach her. A group of people came with makeshift weapons and torches.

"The waiter who sucks earlier," said the tangled-haired man like a broomstick.

"You're trying to kill my son again, huh?" The woman he had met was directly holding a machete in front of Urana's eyes.

"I...." Urana's tiny mouth said barely a sound as she tried to get up and get rid of the rusty machete using a dagger. "Don't have much time to kill an innocent child."

However, what Urana got instead cheers and oaths of rejection for his presence. They wanted palace dwellers like Urana to die horribly.

Ah, Urana just realized. Even small changes can have a tremendous impact. Especially in the world of novels that he visited. Urana was unfamiliar with this scene.

"THE VILLAGE CHIEF IS COMING!" Someone shouted out loudly, I don't know who among the people who swarmed Urana. "PLEASE PULL OVER!"

The man shouted the same thing three times, accompanying the old man in a garish-like outfit - a custom-made-and-black bandana. On either side was a bare-chested burly man grasping a torch as a light.

"Don't tell me that you're a Shourette palace resident or.." Her wrinkled petals were missing when she squinted, "you're Raie Shourette's wife?"

"I must confess that your guess is correct, sir," Urana retorted.

"I-I am indeed the wife of Lord Raie that you hate. But, my coming here is not to make you suffer more."

"How do we trust what you say, miss?"

So, Urana released the work of Vailey to be shown to them. The village chief's eyebrows are linked.

"These letters, one of which contains your complaint about the state of the territory," said Urana gasping for breath. "Economic crisis, crime everywhere, and the rarity of a territory leader who patrols to know what his people need."

Urana's eyes narrowed even more as a question came out of her faint sizzling mouth: "That's what you want? Even one of my servants said that the defense of this region was done by bandits."

He's tickling. Sculpting. Everyone's stunned. However, the village chief immediately behaved normally like a leader. "You really want to grant our wishes, Miss?"

"Yes. I am the person Count Faer trusted. So, give me a week to make it happen." Urana tried to get up again, but the result was nil. Even the pain is getting worse.

"Can he be trusted, sir?" asked a burly man beside the village chief. "I mean, she----"

"I think so," he gently smiled towards Urana. "I believe Count Faer. If he trusts this woman to prosper his territory, I think I can try."

"B-well, sir."

Honey, all the words of the village chief were not heard by Urana. He only caught the village chief saying, "We celebrate the arrival of this lady!"

Ah, the cheers that hurt all over Urana, he thought before the black screen mastered his vision.

Did Urana's change of destiny just get here? I don't know. []