Chapter 13

At the same time, in the Empress’s Palace, Cecil wasn’t quietly asleep atop the spacious bed… but was knocked out instead.

Worried about Cecil’s body, Estian made sure to pick the least painful area for him to strike, so as to knock her out.

Moreover, before leaving the room, he undressed her, rolling her up in a blanket just so that she could be comfortable while passing out.

Unexpectedly, a cluster of small green lights started materializing above Cecil.

The lights grew and grew, before coalescing into human shape. However, its appearance wasn’t quite human.

Long green hair, with eyes, lips, and fingernails in matching colors. On top of that, their clothes were also green.

Like a small doll coated in emerald paint, the figure surveyed the room, before approaching the cracked Ald of Woods.

It muttered sorrowfully.

[My house… Even though I still have around 248 years of installments left…]

After wiping its snot with the back of its hand, it turned its head to look at Cecil, who was lying down while quietly knocked out.

It flew to Cecil’s front, stretched out its hand, and spoke.

[Hark, o lowly existence.]

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Feeling as if someone was calling for her, Cecil looked around her surroundings. However, all she could see was darkness. In the place devoid of any light, to the point where she couldn’t even see her own hands, she had a realization.

This was precisely the kind of person she knew Irène needed at that moment.