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This time, at the climax of the crisis facing the elven saint Izalis, I didn’t even need to look at the script to know the final intentions of the white-haired elven princess sisters who wanted to eliminate Izalis.
It was definitely not a panicked escape, but a genuine “strategic retreat.” Knowing it was impossible to eliminate Izalis immediately, they planned to “call for reinforcements”! Their identities as “Your Highnesses” were certainly not mere decorations; they would undoubtedly return with more, and even more formidable forces, making it harder for us to resist.
Thus, after saving Izalis, my plan became clear—while that pair of princesses hadn’t had the chance to call for help… we would slip away!
So, at the same time the crisis ended, we took advantage of the fleeting moments as time passed, seizing the opportunity before the two princesses could react, disguising Izalis, and without bothering to take any trivial luggage, we directly protected her as we left the main city of the white-haired elven kingdom of Rodlan.
At this moment, even though the power of the moon fairy Elisse had faded, and the sky had darkened into night. The prosperity of the white-haired elven kingdom of Rodlan meant that even the outskirts had towns where we could find shelter. Moreover, thanks to Elisse’s “signal flare” from the morning, all the fairies inside and outside the city were discussing “why it suddenly got dark in the morning,” allowing us to stay unnoticed after our disguise.
Inside the room.
[For the time being, there are no enemies pursuing us.]
As I reviewed the script, I finally let out a sigh of relief and looked at the three women in front of me.
“Alright, what I’ve ‘seen’ indicates that at least we don’t have to worry too much about safety tonight.”
Kefir, Nilu, and Izalis were all staring at me. To maintain a sense of “normalcy,” we had originally booked two rooms for our stay, but tonight we were all crammed into one.
The atmosphere felt strange, but it couldn’t be helped; this was the only way to ensure our safety.
“That said, we can’t let our guard down. What we need to be wary of isn’t the enemies, but the ‘witnesses’—to prevent any pursuers from following the clues to us. Kefir, Nilu, let’s take turns on watch.”
Before I could finish, Izalis clearly showed an eager expression. However, I couldn’t agree to her thoughts.
“Izalis, you just need to rest. Besides… you might want to think about what you want to do next. I only brought you out; I have no further goals from here.”
After Izalis’s identity as a fairy was exposed, I chose to continue protecting her safety. I didn’t think this approach was wrong; it was just that… now that we had escaped, we really had just escaped. What to do next was something she needed to contemplate herself.
I didn’t plan to interfere much with the thoughts of this fairy saint, but… it seemed her thoughts were somewhat different from mine.
After a moment of silence, just as I was finishing up the “watch schedule” discussion with Kefir and Nilu, the fairy saint could no longer hold back and spoke up.
“Lord Ougilid, don’t you… intend to ask me about my… fairy identity?”
This was a far more explosive secret than the dangers we faced today, and for Izalis, it was undoubtedly something she wanted to share but had been waiting for me to inquire about—a secret she could hardly contain.
Earlier today, after rescuing Izalis, we had made a swift escape, and I truly hadn’t had the time to ask about her identity. Perhaps I also… didn’t want to rush into understanding it. Now, however, it might be the right moment to express my stance.
“And if I ask… what then?”
“……”
“I’ve already decided to stand by your side, and I’ve brought you out of the main city. At this point, I don’t intend to scrutinize the details. Why are you still begging me to understand?”
What was that saying again? Tired from the clinginess?
Worried about being pinched by my wife, I dared not show any distasteful expressions on my face.
“Right now, rather than focusing on your fairy identity, we should think further ahead. For instance, you’ve escaped, but what do you plan to do next?”
“……”
I still received no response.
This was to be expected, as from the very beginning, the gaze of the saintess before me seemed glued to my face, unwilling to shift away. I didn’t even need to look at the script; I could roughly guess her thoughts. Reluctantly, I hurriedly added a line.
“And, don’t think too much about it. I saved you naturally to save you, and then… also for our own sake.”
In truth, this was indeed the case. Now that I had calmed down and reflected on the morning’s crisis, if given another choice, I would still choose to protect Izalis, the “key” in this script.
My “addition,” combined with Kefiel and Nilu’s “caution,” finally made Izalis’s eager gaze, which seemed ready to ignite, temper a little. The next moment, she smiled and replied.
“Thank you, but as you can see, I am indeed a fairy.”
“What kind of fairy?”
Since Izalis had mentioned it, I might as well ask.
However, on this point, Izalis shook her head: “Fairies have no names; they are all bestowed by their original masters. Unfortunately, I have no master.”
[Izalis is an unknown fairy.]
In the next moment, the script appeared, and its content was not much different from what Izalis had said.
“I am merely a fairy similar to those elves in Rodland; such existences can also be found among your fairy servants.”
Izalis was probably referring to my blood fairy, Rose.
“And in the kingdom of Rodland, I exist merely to maintain the ‘order’ here. The existence that maintains ‘order’ is actually not an elf, but a fairy. Now, the two princesses’ desire to eliminate me will likely become even more urgent. Perhaps, taking me away is not a perfect choice, Lord O’Keel.”
“I don’t mind.”
At this point, let’s not speak of such self-serving words.
After all, you are the key in the “script” I have encountered in this era.
If the future elf sisters commit “bad deeds” in this era aimed at Izalis, then as long as I ensure her safety, I will naturally also stop those elf sisters, thereby completely disrupting the “death script” they would have in the future.
To stand against the strength of a nation for one person—such a thing I would have never even considered in the past, but now… for Nilu and Kefiel, and also for myself, I do not want to choose another answer.
However, after that, the script likely still holds some troubles of a “different kind,” after all…
“……”
Even Kephir and Nilu present didn’t mind, but the emotions mixed in Izalis’s obvious gaze…
I could tell at a glance just how “troublesome” it really was.
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