I Became the Snow Woman I Made

24 – The False God

-If you think you’re going to be in danger by following me secretly, please help me. You won’t hear it even if you dry it anyway.

I heard Bullyze’s words, but the boundaries of the imperial palace were more strict, and the distance to the ruins was quite long.

I was not vigilant because I was not at the level of barely escaping the imperial palace like before.

Upon hearing the news of Artan’s absence, Harold immediately kicked the ground. Unlike the guards, who were lost, he knew the prince’s location.

Dense magic power wraps around the legs, and footwork is manifested.

As soon as he reached his destination, Harold fell into a sense of despair.

A broken wagon. It was evident that he had been devastated. It would be a big deal if something went wrong with the prince.

With belated remorse, he went down the trail.

Then he stopped.

Although injured, Artan was unharmed. There seemed to be no harm in life.

There was a woman in front of the prince. She was a face he knew.

Harold blinked.

“Why is that woman…”

There was no friendship.

I only ran into him once in the central library. However, the memory was clear because it was an unforgettable face.

Why is she with Artan?

She was careful not to do any harm, but instead she helped the prince.

He used a mysterious magic to take him to the carriage. It was an unheard of trick.

“Reversing the human body… What kind of magic is that?”

First of all, it was an error to compare Quilière’s ‘components’ with humans, but Harold, who didn’t know that, was surprised.

In the days of long struggle, I haven’t seen such a technique.

Seeing how they helped Artan, they are allies.

As she maintained her vigilance, she opened her mouth softly as if in admonishment.

Harold’s eyes widened. All of them were words that succinctly pierced the core.

Even that artan opened her mouth in a daze as if shocked. I wondered if it was the boy who was stubborn and let out all the proverbs in one ear.

Maybe that immaturity will change. The moment I saw hope, darkness came.

“They are…!”

A group of people wearing dark suits.

Swordsman Harold saw through their identities immediately. It was a tribe that had been seen many times while living as the sword of the imperial family.

The shadows of the shadows that should be called assassins or murderers.

His hand touched the sheath of the waist dance.

The prince is in danger. I don’t know who instigated it, but that’s what we need to find out now.

However, the plot turned strangely.

“It wasn’t Artan, did you follow that woman…?”

It seemed like that.

Surprisingly, the killers did not show interest in Artan.

The prince of the empire is rejected by the assassins? What kind of rare scene is this?

I was very curious about the identity of the woman.

Despite their numerical superiority, the killers looked very nervous. Looking at their momentum, they were quite capable.

Especially the woman who seemed to be the leader.

From the point of view of the young hero Swordsman, even if the opponent was not difficult, the tolerable strongman was in danger of being ‘hunted’.

Harold prepared for battle.

It was an atmosphere that would not end well if I was caught.

The woman’s choice would be either battle or flight. Either way, the neglected prince was in danger.

But she made a choice that no one in the position, Quillier, would have expected.

“Just let this kid go.”

She sacrificed herself to protect a boy she didn’t know. Harold froze as he put his hand on his scabbard.

She thought she was just a cold woman.

Looking at the mysterious techniques he used during the course, he seemed like a master, but the foundation remained the same.

So it was incomprehensible.

Fight or flight.

No matter how much the killers chased Quilière, the choice is one of two.

She had no reason to help a boy she had never seen before. She

She seemed to show her true heart in that she sacrificed herself.

If it was that strong, it wouldn’t have been a problem if it went into battle right away.

However, if you do that, Artan will definitely become a target. In addition, the opponents are killers who specialize in speed and assassination.

Therefore, the reason she chose to follow her was because of Artan’s safety.

Because there is no other reason.

“… That’s amazing.”

She was not just a woman.

She was a warrior with a sword of conviction in her slender body…

In his eyes, she seemed nobler than any noblewoman.

I did.

“Aagh!”

After Quilière left, Artan screamed.

She hit the ground and screamed. She couldn’t have wanted this reaction.

Harold, tongue-tied, approached him.

“You really haven’t learned anything.”

The surprised prince looked back. He looked straight into his eyes as they met.

Rarely, the deterioration was intense. The expression on his face as if he realized what the woman said was all a play.

“Dr. Harold…?”

“Is this what she wanted?”

Harold continued, ignoring his words.

“She must have wished for her crown prince to be a flower. She could live without a greenhouse, bearing weeds and other nobles.”

“·······.”

Artan’s pupils shook.

“But look at Your Highness’ face now. Anyone can see that it is a weed that has fallen into the mud.”

The prince had a hazy expression even at those harsh words.

Normally, he would have been wildly angry.

Instead, Artan asked as if she had come to her senses.

“Prince Harold! Her her… Help Quilliere! It won’t be too late yet…!”

“She still doesn’t realize where she is.”

It was a request imbued with earnestness.

While wondering if this was the case, Harold coldly refused.

“I want to help and respect her more than her crown prince, but I can’t. You are the crown prince, the one who will stand at the top of her empire in the future, and the one who will be the father of all people.”

The lofty imperial sword, sword master Harold Grypheon.

As if he had no fear, he mixed up respect and rudeness.

“You have lived with this master’s sword, which even heroes who have devoted their lives to training humbly receive.”

It was the weight of status that Artan could not fully feel.

A heavy voice weighed down on him.

“Do you know? The uncertain crisis of a pathetic boy is a much more serious problem than the sure crisis of an unknown woman.”

The identity of the enemy was unknown.

The scale was unknown, there might be an ambush, and the background of the lurking was also wrapped in a veil.

No matter how much the swordsman was, it was difficult to protect the crown prince without any information.

“Such…”

Artan lowered his head with bewildered eyes.

“If she sees her Highness now, she will regret it too.”

The boy flinched at those words.

She gritted her teeth and shook her clenched fists.

It’s embarrassing, but it was right.

Her advice was cold but sincere.

Aside from her behavior, she was a remark that made her think of herself as a resolute person.

What about her own actions? Isn’t she a complete opposite of her mind?

She shouldn’t sit there like this.

It has to change. No, I wanted to change.

She had to be a proud man so that she would not regret it.

“···I will get out of the greenhouse.”

It didn’t happen right away.

It will be an arduous road. But I don’t think it’s too late.

Because he was still young.

What will happen to her?

She wasn’t going to die. She didn’t appear to be the one to go wrong in that crisis.

If both of you are alive, the day will come when we will meet again.

A small but powerful ember bloomed inside him.

It was the moment that accelerated the growth of Artan Pricus, who would later become a great military leader.

······It’s only been a while since we arrived in the Empire.

I was going back to that cursed city again. I thought there would be nothing more to do with it, but life was new.

Like those who made assassination their main job, the march was much faster than before.

Being dragged away, I couldn’t bear to ask him to go slowly, so I followed him.

Surprisingly, they didn’t treat me harshly.

Rather, it looked like he was concerned about getting hurt. Perhaps the head of the household ordered them to bring them clean…

“Which one…”

Fat? Skinny?

It was equally terrible.

Shigira started talking to me when I was going over the hill.

“The family head is in a difficult situation.”

Her face was infinitely serious.

“I need your help.”

It was absurd.

I have already roughly grasped the author’s intentions. There is no reason to ask for my help anywhere.

And the tough situation?

What’s so hard about a corrupt human who exploits citizens? Maybe he was afraid of an assassination threat.

Mistaking my skills for the inaction I showed when I captured the snake god’s family and trying to use them as subordinates.

Come to think of it, there was that possibility.

However, it is clear that he hurt his followers, so refusing it would be a dangerous, semi-forced proposal.

This hypothesis is also vicious.

“Disgusting.”

It’s a dangerous word, but I didn’t put up with it this time.

The desire for freedom flared up.

“Why do you work for such a lowly person?”

Assassins are very sensitive to presence, and their sleep time is very short.

As the possibility of escape became slim, the accumulated dissatisfaction exploded.

Sigilera frowned, but did not lose his temper.

One by one, the calm atmosphere was disrupted.

“Dangju’s father… That is to say, the former head of the household took me from wandering around as an orphan.”

“Repay the favor?”

“Yes, from that day on, I decided to bet my life on the family.”

It was a trivial reason.

He didn’t hesitate to do dirty work to repay the favor from his childhood. This type was impossible to convince.

They couldn’t even establish a correct moral view in the first place.

I didn’t feel the value of talking, so I was silent.

After a while, Shigira spoke.

“The patriarch has the qualities, but he is still immature.”

I clicked my tongue inwardly.

Whether you’re fat or skinny, you’ve got plenty of wrinkles.

What are you going to do when you’re old and immature?

“He has been fighting against the uneasy atmosphere that has been lurking since childhood. No matter how hard it gets, he never gives up. No matter how hard it gets, he believes that tomorrow will come.”

······Isn’t it sucking too much for saving an orphan? There is a certain degree to excessive packaging.

A disturbing atmosphere? It must be the voice of the people trying to drive out the corrupt ruler.

I was annoyed, so I twisted it with all my might.

“Even if tomorrow comes, the painful reality won’t change.”

You must fundamentally change yourself.

If you live a low life like that, of course you will face a backlash. Sigira’s eyes widened in surprise.

After a very rare reaction, he nodded as if he had realized.

“Ah… That’s right. Nothing has changed.”

Right after that, her sharp eyes turned to me.

It was more serious than ever.

“Do you understand, Quillier? That’s when you appeared.”

······I looked for opportunities in my spare time, but there was no time to escape.

They considered the night to be the only way out, but they had a clear boundary and did not let go of their weapons.

They were an incomprehensible tribe.

Even if they ran away, everyone would immediately rush at the signal. To that extent, the contrast between them was perfect.

In the midst of the pressure to run away and the impatience that the city is approaching, eventually… This day finally came.

“It’s arrival.”

I saw the familiar entrance of Euristia in front of me.

The place where Petra arrived before following the researcher.

At that time, it went well, but this time it was wrong.