She Was Sent by God - Chapter 146-1
“On the battlefield, nothing is more unnecessary than words; I’ll reward you with death.”
After she had finished speaking, Count Barania charged with her lance. The forward motion was terrifying. Emmerich’s movements were limited to evade her attack.
The wound must have burst again.
He instinctively swept down his right abdomen. The wound ached excruciatingly. He disregarded the doctor’s advice to rest for a few more months, so it was only natural that he experienced the consequences.
“You didn’t learn to raise your sword against your foe, did you?”
“You dare to draw a sword against the best knight in the kingdom.”
Emmerich checked the time in front of Count Barania. It’s about time the wizards got ready.
I need to lure her even further.
He charged at Count Barania while holding the reins and his sword firmly in his hands. Naturally, Count Barania brushed his sword aside. In any case, the attack was not intended. Emmerich missed her and stumbled backward.
“Surround him!”
The count let out a fierce cry. Emmerich made his best effort to run.
“Ack”
Someone shot an arrow at him, striking him in the thigh. He almost let go of the reins. The west is where the sun is setting. In the distance, he faintly heard drumming. Emmerich pulled a tiny bead from his pocket and launched it into the air.
It was a signal that could only be understood by wizards.
“I hope whatever Princess Agnes promises is more valuable than your life.”
“… Huu”
“Because I’m going to kill you here today,”
A short distance behind him, the count’s voice could be heard. Emmerich Cellon removed the arrow from his leg. His lower body trembled as blood spurted out of him.
“It’s worth more than that.”
There was nothing else that it could be traded for. In spite of the fact that he was in a precarious situation and wasn’t sure if he would survive, he laughed.
“Was there anything that made you happy?”
“I’m sorry, Count, but the thought of bestowing a crown on my lord made me happy.”
“It will never happen in my lifetime.”
She’s right.
It will take a long time and be difficult to remove Sebastian from the throne as long as Count Barania is alive. He must therefore execute her on this battlefield.
Knowing that, he claimed to be a bait and held the count. They once more stood face to face. Their arms were covered in numerous minor stab wounds.
“Five minutes will be sufficient.”
The sky turned red, as if it were on fire. As he stared at it, Emmerich mumbled something out of the blue.
“I wish we hadn’t met that day…….”
The breathtaking scent of flowers is still vivid. Someone hurled a bouquet of flowers in his face as soon as he stepped foot in Prince Chavolti’s palace.
– Bring it here.
A young but dignified voice spoke. Emmerich was momentarily perplexed, but he quickly walked over to her with a bouquet of flowers.
Black hair, blue eyes.
When he first saw her, he couldn’t help but wonder who she was.
– I told you not to touch it, didn’t I?
– Damn, this is crazy! Oh, don’t throw it!
– Don’t touch it because it’s mine. How many times do I have to tell you that? Is your head a decoration?
– I told you not to throw it! How dare you!
It was a tiny princess who hardly reached his chest. She took a flower from the bouquet and threw it to Prince Chavolti one by one, while maintaining an expressionless face.
– How dare I? You dare to break down what I’ve worked so hard for a year without permission? This is an ignorant indulgence.
– Sorry. I’m sorry! It pairs well with Sophia’s hair color, so I picked out a few, if you’ve seen it too, hey, hey!
When he saw the brother and sister fighting, he couldn’t help but laugh. The princess then asked as she turned to face him.
– Who are you to stand in front of me without an introduction?
– Excuse me, princess. I’m…
“Count!”
The faint but growing voice of Zoltan could be heard. Emmerich awoke from his trance and turned around. Having two knights by his side, Zoltan took off to where he was.
