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“It’s all right, Sylas. It’s only water.”
“It’s true. Listen, Milius-sama.”
I control Sylas and turn to Milius.
“I, too, felt sorry for myself. I despised everyone and everything, couldn’t understand why I had to go through this, and wanted to scream.”
I did in my previous life. I repeatedly protested to the prince and even attempted to assassinate Camilia. I thought it was the right thing to do.
I was wallowing in self-pity. I despised Prince Jared for abandoning me and Camilia for bringing me down.
“However, I gained nothing by doing so. In my struggle, I lost sight of what was truly important to me. I regretted it so much.”
As a result, I let Sylas die because I couldn’t get over my feelings for the prince and Camilia. I didn’t notice his kindness while he was still alive.
It wasn’t until that point that I realized the things I was attached to were worthless. There was something else I needed to treasure.
“As a result, I decided not to care any longer. I stopped wallowing in self-pity. Despite the fact that the dukes have abandoned me, I have enough food, clothing, and shelter, and my life is not in danger. And, despite the fact that many people have abandoned me since the engagement was broken off—I can’t help but distance myself from the “woman” who has made an enemy of the Prince. Instead, I will treasure those who treat me with kindness.”
It doesn’t matter that the engagement was shattered or that I was labeled as a jealous woman who bullied the saint. I don’t care if it causes people to abandon me.
Because what matters most is what’s left.
Sylas and Milius, as well as his followers, were staring at me in awe.
“Are you really Evelina?”
In hushed tones, Milius said.
“Who am I if I’m not Evelina?”
“No, I’m referring to…”
Milius’ earlier bravado has faded, and he is now very reserved. When Milius’ followers notice that he has lost his momentum, they rush to pull him away from the table. One of the followers makes a bow in our direction.
“Please forgive our impoliteness, Evelina-sama! I’ll return later to apologize!”
“We’re leaving, Milius-sama!”
“H-Hey, let me go!”
His followers drag Milius across the room. Sylas exhaled a sigh of relief and charged up to me.
“Are you okay, Ojo-sama? You must be freezing. Even though I was with you, I’m sorry!”
“Ah, that’s all right. It isn’t Sylas’ fault.”
“Let’s make a quick change. You’re going to catch a cold.”
“Yeah, you’re right. Fortunately, I still had the clothes I was wearing before.”
I said I was fine, but he appeared to be in tears. His face didn’t relax no matter how many times I told him everything was fine.
Silas appeared depressed, but he quickly requested a room and brought the extra clothes from the carriage.
It would have been awkward to return to the restaurant, so after changing, we went straight into the carriage.
Sylas wore a sad expression the entire time while in the carriage.
“I’m sorry. It had been a great day, but it was ruined in the end.”
“Ojo-sama did nothing wrong! It was all the fault of that stupid and short-tempered Prince Milius!”
I apologize, and Sylas immediately denies it. His face darkened, and he murmured in a fading voice.
“—I’m sorry I couldn’t help.”
“Why would Sylas apologize? There was no need to be depressed because he couldn’t have dealt with the prince’s tyranny. First and foremost, Sylas was there to stop the prince.”
“I don’t care, so don’t worry about it any longer.”
I laughed, and Sylas opened his mouth as if to speak, but then nodded silently.
“…Hey, Sylas. Do you want to know why I don’t care?”
“…I’m not sure…I believe Ojo-sama should be more enraged.”
Silas says this matter-of-factly.
“Because Sylas is on my side in that regard. I don’t give a damn what other people think.”
When I said that, Sylas’ eyes widened.
“—I’m always on the side of Ojo-sama.”
“I know, Ufufu.”
Despite the fact that Milius had messed with me and splashed me with water, I began to have fun again.
He looked worried, but I kept smiling at him until we got to the house.
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