She Was Sent by God - Chapter 150-1

“Why did he enter the palace secretly to get the queen?”

“I think it’s better to deal with it like that because there are a lot of eyes watching.”

“Yes, the Duke of Arpad will be back soon.”

Everyone nodded at Roland’s words. Agnes tried not to show signs of impatience. She has yet to confirm Laslo’s safety. She cannot blindly lead the troops by saying that Laslo is in danger. The army gathered here is no longer her private army.

Laslo’s going to be fine. Because he’s a strong person.

She murmured the words over and over again. In addition, he reaffirmed before entering the palace that there were few troops left inside.

“Then I’ll let you know when Duke Arpad returns.”

“Yes, I understand. Princess.”

The crowd split up. As night fell, the day became dimmer. Zoltan, who had brought the cavalry to the palace, had not made contact. Uneasy, Agnes stood outside the hut and observed the moon as it was just starting to rise.

“Why are you here?”

“Grandfather.”

“Hmm. Are you nervous?”

The marquis Songrad spoke softly, misinterpreting Agnes’s expression as he observed her complex face.

“You’re progressing well. You worked hard to get all the way here. “We’re nearly there.”

“…….”

“I anticipated my princess would be very successful. You are the rightful heir to the throne. Being here makes me feel proud and happy.”

He said it while patting his granddaughter on the back. His wrinkled face was filled with smiles.

“Theresa will undoubtedly be pleased to see the princess wearing the crown..”

“Will she?”

Agnes smiled vaguely. After the death of the previous king, the former queen fell unconscious and was unable to regain consciousness. The corners of her mouth raised, but the inside was black as charcoal.

‘Why isn’t Lord Zoltan returning?’

It’s been half a day since she dispatched the army. Additionally, they are close to the palace, so if anything were to happen, a messenger would have been sent.

Then she heard the distant sound of a horse’s hoof. Agnes responded to it sensitively. The figure she saw from a distance was unmistakably a Zoltan.

“Sir Zoltan!”

Agnes smiled brightly and welcomed him. Soon, however, her complexion hardened when she saw the blood on the hem of his clothes.

“Princess, my brother, the king…….”

“Sir Zoltan, calm down and tell me slowly. What’s going on? What about Laslo? Why didn’t you come with him?”

Zoltan’s complexion, which was white like a blank sheet, gradually returned to normal.

“I went to the central palace but there was a beast, and the knights, most of them were dead……. She is next to him, the king, the king holding the queen.”

“Sir Zoltan!”

But he was still gibberish out of his wits. Agnes shook him by the shoulder. The face of Marquis Songrad, who was with her, also hardened. Zoltan looked Agnes in the eyes.

“There was a beast in the palace, which I had never seen before. It was so strong that more than half of the soldiers I went with died.”

“What? A beast? How can there be a beast in the palace?”

“I don’t know. The king sat on his throne, embracing the queen, and my brother was under his feet.”

At that moment, her breath was caught in her throat. For a moment she forgot how to breathe. After much effort, she was able to spit out a single word.

“……Is Laslo alive?”

Zoltan blinked. Up close, there was blood splattered on his cheek.

“Say it, Lord Zoltan. Is Laslo alive?”

“…… ali, alive.”

Only then was Agnes able to breathe completely. Zoltan stammered on the rest of his words.

“The king said if you want to save him you must come to the Manus Hall alone…….”

“No!”

Marquis Songrad was the first to shout. Agnes clenched her fists.

“You said it was a place full of beasts. How can the princess go there alone?”

“You. Go get my horse right now.”

Agnes said to the servant a little further away. The servant rushed to the stable.

“Princess! This is a trap!”

“Sir Zoltan. You said Manus Hall?”

“Well, are you sure you’re going? But, Princess. I, I, I…….”

Zoltan looked confused. He was at a loss whether to stop Agnes or ask her to save his brother.

“I will never let you go. Where is it? Why don’t you just step on this old man!”

Marquis Songrad grabbed Agnes by the shoulder. His determination emanated from all over his body.

“I’m not going alone. I’m taking some of the wizards and soldiers.”

Agnes said coldly and firmly. Still, Marquis Songrad shook his head.

“But it’s too dangerous for the princess to go there herself. Send the Marquis Sandor or Lady Barania…….”

“Grandfather.”