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Isidore and I sat side by side on the stone wall where we had a date together in the past and watched the moon. The graceful and beautiful moon turned red like a ruby.
The red moon that the demon had been looking forward to so much, was just an unusual spectacle that created a mysterious atmosphere these days when the demon disappeared without a trace.
"Princess. Are you feeling better?"
Isidore, who had been watching the moon for a while, swept around my eyes and asked me kindly.
"As you can see, it's brisk."
It recovered so quickly that I was even surprised. So it seemed that nothing had happened.
It was hard to believe that the great demon had appeared just two days ago, and my precious people and I were leading a daily life that was not much different from usual. My father and the twins around the house were busy writing a report on the incident while I was lounging on the bed eating a snack.
On that day, Enrique, who was trembling and flustered alone in a house with no one around, spent time reading a book, clinging to me like a warm day.
Oh yeah. Come to think of it, one thing has changed.
That every servant I met by chance looked at me with eyes filled with awe and respect. I even see them arguing in the hallway to serve the saint in the bath.
'I was the landmine that Seymour's servants avoided the most.'
I can't believe the look of fear that was looking at me changed like that.
'What kind of rumors did they get?'
Of course, the look in their eyes changed, but I didn't feel much of it because there was no servant with a swollen liver who spoke to me first. Recalling the events of the past two days, I looked at Isidore's side face and lightly shook my legs back and forth.
"To be honest, Sir Isidore looks more tired than I am. So I was surprised that you asked to see me today."
Just by looking at my father, who was constantly being called to the imperial family to report the circumstances of the incident, I could guess how busy Isidore must be.
"There were a lot of documents to fill out since it's a complicated case involving the 3rd prince and the empress. The imperial family is still figuring out this case."
Isidore let out a long sigh.
"And at the same time, I also want to be dating the princess often. It was the most important thing."
I laughed at his joke-like complaint.
There is no way to prove whether Isidore's earnest wish at the moment of desperation was as powerful as a dragon word. Even though it was close to superstition, the reason I asked Isidore to tell me my wish was that it was because of Nyla's memory.
"I hate nice women. It's not my taste."
The man who resembled Isidore, who shot back so coldly, sobbed sadly, showed weakness for the first time in front of Nyla, who was living a life-limited life due to the demonic energy that filled her body.
"Don't cry. 'Cause there's no one here to comfort you. I'm no longer a good person."
Nyla, who hated the fate of a saint given to her, asked Seymour to trap her divine power and sealed it with ancient sealing magic.
It was a seal that was virtually impossible to break because of the low mana density, but it collided with an ancient artifact that Philaf had and the seal was broken.
