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Second invasion.

This was an incident where a large number of monsters invaded the ship, more so than the first crack that erupted on a large scale.

In the original work, it was written that it was a hellish incident, to the point where it was described as the northerners losing their hopes and falling into an abyss.

The story is about the North being saved by the protagonist Dale who accidentally finds them, and barely surviving.

Catastrophic damage.

despair.

Invisible hope.

All the words written in the novel were negative.

The funny thing is, these words all mean the same thing.

‘I survived anyway.’

The story was that the North was able to withstand the second crack without being destroyed, regardless of the situation, so the story was that the North was able to win the second invasion.

And that was the opportunity for the warrior to develop a relationship with Elicia.

*

A festival was held in the north.

Rather than a celebration of survival, it was a celebration to honor the dead and provide the survivors with the motivation to continue living.

In short, it was closer to a funeral than a festival, and closer to a funeral service.

When the festival continues for the living, not the dead.

Dale, the main character who had made great contributions in this war, came forward and received blessings from many people.

Dale was also a stranger, but unlike me, he was loved by everyone, perhaps because he had directly saved them in the war.

It was a bit subtle, but it was the exact opposite of my position.

In the first place, it didn’t really matter to me as long as I had Elicia’s approval, so just as I was about to turn around, someone shouted at me and cursed at me.

“Tsk, you piece of trash! Because of you, our parents are gone!”

He was a drunk man.

He trampled on the flowers I had bloomed and swore at me, then threw the crude bottle of liquor he was holding at me.

Because I was drunk, the bottle of liquor fell to the side instead of hitting me.

Is it because the snow has melted and the rocky ground has been exposed?

The bottle of liquor shatters into pieces and shards of glass begin to scatter around.

“… … ”

Just a few months ago, in the North, glass bottles were a luxury item, even if they were crude, so they couldn’t be thrown around so easily.

As I look at this, I realize that I am definitely living much better than before.

Voices were heard from all over.

“My mom… My mom died.”

“Because of you, my husband… Sob. Save me! Save me! ”

“You piece of trash, where the hell are you coming from?”

Responsibility does not require truth.

Because instead of the truth, I only needed someone to shoulder it.

It seems that they have already fallen for the political manipulation of the northern leaders, so they treat Imina like a criminal and throw food and other items at her.

Just like glass bottles, food was also lacking a few months ago and many people were starving.

They were shamelessly using me to hate me, as if it was a given for them.

‘…under.’

Emotions subside.

As a strong sense of doubt came over me, a sense of meaninglessness also came over me.

But it’s okay.

All of this was done for Elysia from the beginning.

Disgust welled up in me, but I forced myself to suppress my emotions and calm my mind.

So I ignored them and headed to the office where Elysia was to calm my mind.

‘It’s okay. Just let Elysia know.’

Since that was my only goal anyway, there was no need to waste my emotions on something useless.

As I opened the office door, holding back the overwhelming sense of doubt, Elicia rejected me with an expressionless face.

“I hope you don’t come here again.”

“… Why?”

“Do you want to talk about politics or personal reasons?”

That’s not important.

I felt something in my head gradually breaking apart and started making excuses.

“… You made the North warm like you promised.”

I asked if there was an appointment. I asked if he had promised to look after me properly.

“I appreciate that, but if it weren’t for you, someone else would have done it.”

He pushed me away with a frown on his face, as if he didn’t know about such a promise.

At that moment, I felt like all the lines were broken and my mind became disjointed.

I was frozen in place as I looked at Elicia, who was looking at me with a disgusted expression, when Elicia spoke briefly.

“And I’ve felt this way for a long time. I hope you don’t keep clinging to me because you’re my fiancé. It’s a nuisance. ”

“… … ha.”

It’s so absurd that I can’t stop laughing.

Lorraine saw my condition and felt that she couldn’t leave me like this, so she pulled me towards her carefully and spoke to me.

“… Your Highness. You should go for now.”

When anger crosses the line, it feels like it’s subsiding.

I nodded to Lorraine and turned to leave.

In the hallway, the protagonist is seen standing in front of the office.

“… … ”

How should I react? No, I don’t even want to react.

As he ignored him and passed by, the protagonist went into the office as if he had been waiting and closed the door.

‘It looks like everyone heard the story because the door is closing quickly.’

That means, even though she knew that I was that guy’s fiancée, she went in there openly.

Just as I was about to move forward, thinking that it was so absurd that it was funny.

-Thank you very much. Thanks to you, hope has come to the North.

-No, no, what would I have done? It was thanks to everyone fighting so hard…

Laughter is heard from inside the office.

-As a token of my gratitude, I have prepared a small bouquet of flowers. I hope you like it.

-Thank you! It’s really pretty.

Flowers do not bloom in the North due to the harsh environment.

In other words, the bouquet that Elicia gave to the protagonist was a gift made using flowers that I made.

Seeing that, I felt like everything was falling apart and I walked forward.

As I walk forward without saying anything, Lane starts to add words in embarrassment.

“Do, Master, don’t be too disappointed. Princess Elicia probably will lose out in the fight for the throne if she gets politically involved with you, Master, so she has no choice but to act like that… ”

What does that mean?

I just blatantly ignored him and continued on, recalling the disgusted expression I had seen before.

*

With the start of the second invasion, meetings and trials that had been temporarily suspended began again.

I stood in front, looking at the northerners whose expressions had become more fierce, but whose numbers had decreased somewhat.

Unlike last time, the problem has exploded to a level that is completely unmanageable, and even public opinion is dominated by the opinion that I should be punished.

Those who had been just watching seemed to have turned their minds towards turning it around on me.

In short, they also know what the truth is, but in order not to go against the flow, most of them are showing hostility towards me.

I looked at Elysia, who was sitting expressionlessly in front of them.

Judging from the way he sits at the top.

Lakerick Wintraven, the Duke of the North, his master, seemed to be absent from the meeting.

I quickly realized how strong those around me were and then closed my eyes.

…I gave up everything to win the heart of just one person.

My pride, my reputation, my worth, even my future.

But all I got in return was a disgusted reaction and a look that said they would never accept someone like me.

I laughed at the look in his eyes that told me everything was in vain.

Because from the beginning, I realized that no one had any intention of understanding what I was doing.

“Then, let’s begin the trial.”

Those who had no intention of hiding anything any longer began to argue passionately with each other and nitpick my activities.

The meaning of nitpicking my actions was that there was no evidence, so it simply meant that they were repeating the work of bringing me down.

There is no logic, let alone a system.

At those words, I closed my eyes and looked up at the ceiling.

If you had listened to me just once, just once… If you had treated me fairly like you treat others, could our ending have been different?

I opened my mouth, thinking briefly about a future that would never come true, and thinking that all of this was meaningless.

“Elicia. Don’t you want to listen to my story?”

At those words, the surroundings become quiet and everyone focuses their gaze on me and Elicia.

Elysia looked at me like that and answered me in a low voice.

“It’s meaningless.”

“It seems like you won’t even listen to my story, let alone understand the context of the incident.”

“… … ”

I kept begging her to listen to my story until the very end, but she just stood there and looked down at me.

The moment I saw those emotionless eyes, I felt an intense sense of emptiness.

I blurted out harsh words that I would never have said in front of her.

“Then get out, you fucking bitch.”

There’s no need to put up with it any longer.

I lifted the small hammer I had in my arms and threw it at Elysia.

Of course, if I kill Elicia right now, the Northern Grand Duke, the Sword Master, will try to kill me, so instead of hitting Elicia, I throw it next to her and it breaks through the wall.

Wow.

It seems that the long hours of brutal training and the continuous drinking of elixirs have had an effect, as the hammer digs into the solid stone wall with great force and gets lodged there.

I looked at him expressionlessly and spoke while shaking off my clothes.

“I will formally refer the matter to the central government. There, the truth will be revealed. ”

The moment I threw the hammer, the key figures who were about to stand up and attack me shut their mouths as soon as they heard these words, realizing that something was wrong.

I looked at that gaze, then firmly grasped the mace I was holding, and this time I approached the main character in the witness stand and brought it down.

Kwaaang!

Because it was a sudden surprise attack, the protagonist was unable to properly block it.

The main character, being the main character, avoided the critical hit and fell to the ground.

As I watched this, I continued speaking while shaking my mace.

“An outsider man shouldn’t touch another man’s fiancee. Besides, aren’t you a commoner? ”

I never thought I would say something that only a third-rate villain would say.

Although it was crude, I thought it was more fun than I thought, and struck the main character with the mace again.

In fact, the main character would have been able to dodge an attack of this level without much difficulty.

Lorraine stood up and stomped on the protagonist’s body to prevent him from moving, allowing him to land a proper strike with the mace.

“Kkaaaak!”

I was laughing as I watched the mace hit the protagonist’s groin, then I threw the mace on the floor and spoke.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

I swept my bangs up and looked at Elysia one last time.

An expression of mixed shock and bewilderment. The moment I saw that expression, I thought it was funny rather than sad.

I could tell that he was completely heartbroken.

Well then, there’s nothing more to see here.

I walked away slowly, leaving the key figure frozen in the north.

Anyway, the moment they tried to catch me, it would turn into a fight between families, so they wouldn’t be able to catch me.

If it were normal times, I wouldn’t know, but most of our strength was lost due to the second invasion.

‘And there’s a high probability that I’ll make a deal with my family to try to cover up what just happened.’

Let’s go outside, thinking that it’s obvious how things will go.

I noticed a carriage waiting for us and when I looked at it to see what it was, Lorraine tapped me on the back and spoke.

“I called you.”

He’s quick to notice strange things.

I climbed into the carriage, determined to buy Lorraine a cup of tea when I returned home.

‘There’s no need to make it warm anymore.’

He laid down on the carriage, holding back the power of the sun spirit that was continuously eating away at his mental strength.

If it ended like this, there would still be some anger left.

A strong sense of emptiness remains, and I am left with only a sense of emptiness.

‘I don’t know why I worked so hard.’

I’ve sacrificed so much just to save my life.

… Of course I don’t regret this. Because in the first place, I did these things because I liked them.

But perhaps because the result of returning was so ruined, I felt disgusted even facing it more, and I didn’t want to be involved with it any longer.

A cold breeze wafts around the corners of my mouth, and a cloud of smoke billows out.

As if all the emotions she had left were blurring and dissipating.

I looked out the window, letting go of all the affection, favor, and even sympathy I had for her.

Little by little, pure white snow falls and piles up everywhere.

It was originally a common sight in the North, but it felt unfamiliar because it had been so long since I had seen it.

‘It’s white.’

In a city covered in pure white snow, I looked at the scene where people were looking at the snow and despairing, then turned my gaze expressionlessly.

… it started snowing again in the north.