Irene Decided to Die - Chapter 78
Was it due to the use of divine power just now? Kings are said to be particularly sensitive to divine power compared to others. After all, the king’s lineage is chosen by the goddess.
‘It’s truly unfair.’
Adlen bit her lip and climbed down from the tree. She approached Irene, who had come closer.
“The King of the North has come.”
“Burt?”
“Yes.”
Irene hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward.
“It seems I need to go back.”
“Indeed.”
Adlen sighed softly, feeling disappointed.
“Adlen.”
“Yes?”
“If I get the chance, I’ll come back. And…”
Irene’s red eyes gleamed.
“The truth is, I didn’t want to live. I wanted to take revenge on the world.”
She confessed honestly.
“That feeling hasn’t changed even now.”
“I see.”
Adlen had no intention of persuading the saintess who spoke of revenge.
She knew that Irene’s actions would change the world and make things easier for them, but she had already seen too much.
The marks of torture didn’t appear out of nowhere; Irene must have had a difficult life. Adlen didn’t want to judge someone else’s life.
“Even so, being here made me realize something.”
“What is it?”
“Why the goddess made me the saintess.”
Now she understood.
It was painful and hard, but she realized that she wasn’t the only one who suffered. There were people in unseen places who endured even greater agony.
“I still don’t understand why this world should exist, but as long as I’m alive, I’ll try.”
Adlen couldn’t help but smile at Irene’s words.
“Please come back to visit someday.”
“Yes.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a figure appeared atop the cliff.
“Saintess.”
Upon spotting Irene, Burt leapt down from the cliff without hesitation.
An ordinary person would have shattered their body and died, but he landed as lightly as a feather.
“Your excursion has been too long.”
He extended his hand to Irene. She placed her hand in his and said,
“Do not harm these people.”
“As you command.”
Burt glanced around lightly and nodded.
Though he hadn’t heard the full story yet, seeing the people around gave him a rough idea of the situation.
‘So this is the village where those with ominous symbols live.’
He hadn’t paid much attention to it before, but now the situation had changed.
If Irene had come here of her own will, it wouldn’t matter, but considering the circumstances, she was likely brought here against her will.
Having secured her, he needed to ensure her safety from now on.
“May I have a word with you?”
Burt addressed Adlen, who stood at the front. Irene frowned, but she didn’t stop him.
“Yes, King of the North.”
Adlen led the way to her house at the edge of the village, leaving the chaotic village behind.
“It’s cramped, but please come in.”
The house she called humble was indeed modest. But it was better than the chaos outside, so Burt sat Irene on the cleanest bed he could find.
“Let me introduce myself properly. I am Adlen, the village chief here.”
“I am Burt, King of the North. How did the Saintess come to be here?”
“Well, it’s a long story.”
“Even if it’s long, tell it.”
Adlen hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“The truth is, we were moving with those who wanted to harm the Saintess.”
As he suspected.
Burt furrowed his brow unconsciously. At the same time, the atmosphere grew increasingly cold.
The killing intent emanating from him made people shiver.
“Burt!”
It was only when he heard Irene’s voice that Burt realized it. He withdrew his killing intent and urged Adlen to continue.
“Go on.”
“Yes.”
With a frightened expression, Adlen recounted the events up to now. As the story progressed, Burt’s face became increasingly stern.
“Saintess.”
“Yes?”
Though she tried to appear confident by straightening her back, it did little to mask her rising irritation.
“Do you even know where you are, using divine power so recklessly?”
“Did I use a power I shouldn’t have?”
At Irene’s words, Burt stepped closer to her.