Time-Limited Saintess, You've Been Caught by the Tyrant Once Again - Chapter 80
Chapter 40.2
“You know that just by sparing you, I’m granting you a great favor. Don’t you?”
“….”
“I have shown you great favor. And yet, you tried to run away?”
“….”
The energy surrounding him was so overwhelming that Ellin couldn’t breathe. Seeing this, Arkhan softened his demeanor, and only then did she open her mouth calmly.
“It’s true that I did consider running away, but I didn’t.”
“…Is that so? You have thought about it?”
The corner of Arkan’s mouth lifted as if he didn’t believe her.
Ellin let out a sigh.
“I was captured by robbers. Sir Maynard rescued me, but we were delayed because he was injured.”
“…Maynard?”
“He’s the paladin who took care of me at the temple.”
“That’s quite a strange relationship. The temple discarded you, yet he rescued you. Is that right?”
“He did it because it was the right thing to do rather than out of favor toward me.”
Ellin replied firmly.
Not only did another man’s name come out of her lips, but she even defended him with a firm expression.
“Even in this situation, you defend him…”
“I don’t understand why you’re outraged.”
“You don’t understand?”
“Yes. Why are you angry? I didn’t try to escape. If I had tried to run away, I would’ve already left the capital, and I wouldn’t have been taking care of patients at the hospital like a fool.”
“Perhaps you were afraid of being identified at the capital’s gates. It could maybe be because you panicked, fearing you might be caught if any information got in. Couldn’t you have been trying to hide by disguising yourself as a patient?”
Saying so, Arkan squeezed Ellin’s shoulder. Her shoulder seemed to be hurting even though he wasn’t exerting any force.
“Do I have to listen to any more excuses?”
“I sent a letter to make it clear that I was going to be late.”
“A letter? Do you think I would’ve received such a thing? You’re really adept at lying.”
It seemed the letter hadn’t been delivered yet due to the commotion in the capital.
Ellin bit her lip before she let out a sigh.
“It seems convincing His Majesty will be difficult no matter what I do since you refuse to believe me.”
“….”
“Then, why don’t you kill me instead?”
“That’s what I was hoping for.”
At Ellin’s words, Arkan lowered his hand from her shoulder and drew the sword at his waist.
A cold blade faced her.
‘Let’s kill her.’
…So that the incessantly chattering bird would no longer make noise in his head, and he would no longer feel this nauseating emotion.
At that moment, Arkan was startled by the sensation on his cheek.
“Look into my eyes, Your Majesty.”
“….”
“Shall I swear upon your red eyes again? I thought about running away, but I didn’t. I swear.”
Blurry light green and red eyes met.
His eyes, which had been ablaze with anger, saw a calm gaze settle upon him. No one had ever dared to touch him, whose rage soared to the top of his head. Yet this woman so easily placed her hands on both of his cheeks and forced him to meet her eyes.
Her eyes were like mirrors.
Should he kill her? It would be easy to do.
Arkan tried to draw his sword at the thought, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Instead, he roughly pulled her hand away from his face as if he were refusing to be enchanted and manipulated.
His body stiffened as Ellin staggered back.
“It seems you don’t really want to believe.”
Ellin’s calm gaze held a hint of criticism.
“Even if you say so, I’m just a citizen who has no choice but to die by His Majesty’s sword, so kill me.”
Why couldn’t he wield the sword? Even a light swing would end her life. But why, when he looked into those eyes…
Arkhan uttered through gritted teeth.
“From now on, I’ll detain you.”
“…It would be easier to just kill me. Kill me.”
“No, you can’t kill you quickly. I don’t like things that are easy.”
Arkan said. He was trying to sound stern, but it didn’t seem very convincing.
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She thought she was going to the dungeon…
Ellin sat in her room, lost in thought.
She knew how cruel Arkan became when he got angry. Didn’t he wipe out his own village? There were countless other atrocities attributed to him. Because of that, she thought she was going to die. Seriously. She thought she was going to be tortured, but instead, she was confined to a room.
“Why did he confine me? He could’ve killed me.”
“That’s because he can’t kill you, of course.”
When Melissa, who was attending to her, responded as if it were obvious, Ellin tilted her head.
“Why?”
“That’s because you…”
She was about to say, ‘Because you’re a saintess,’ but stopped herself. It was because she couldn’t tell her that Arkan knew she was the ‘Saintess.’
“Because Elin didn’t try to run away. It’s just that you thought about it. His Majesty also has pride.”
“Is that so?”
Yet, despite that, he seemed to be so full of murderous intent. Ellin tilted her head.
“Does Melissa believe I would run away?”
“No? You also bought a gift for His Majesty.”
“Yeah….”
Ellin sighed.
“So, what happens to me now?”
“Well….”
Melissa’s gaze clouded over. If the Saintess had attempted to escape (even if it wasn’t true), there was no way the Emperor would’ve tolerated it. Perhaps she would be imprisoned for life.
She sighed at the thought.
“I guess my prospects aren’t that good.”
“….”
“I’m worried about Princess Charlotte.”
“….”
“Although I didn’t run away, he got angry all by himself.”
“….”
“His Majesty has such a narrow mind.”
As she frowned and spoke sharply, Melissa was taken aback. No negative words had ever come out of Ellin’s mouth before, but she hadn’t expected her to call the Emperor ‘narrow-minded.’ For some reason, it was more surprising to her that Ellin was angry rather than the Emperor.
And just like that, Arkan’s murderous rage was summarized as a narrow-minded temperament.
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