How the Villainous Consort Avoids His Death Ending - Chapter 36.1
I instinctively tried to follow, but paused for a moment. No, it was not that direction.
I quickly grabbed Tristan’s sleeve.
He stopped and turned his head toward me. His jet-black hair was damp from the rain.
“Why is that, Ruellin?”
“W-Well… not the shopping district…”
I only moved my lips and got stuck. I had grabbed Tristan, but no suitable excuse came to mind. Going there would surely be a wasted effort. But I did not know how to explain this.
I had checked the original content for 500 characters, so I could not simply order him to follow blindly.
‘Should I tell him to trust me because I have intuition…?’
If I did that, the rumors about the Grand Consort being a witch, which had been quiet for some time, might flare up again.
While I hesitated, Tristan looked down at me.
Unexpectedly, his gaze was not suspicious. He seemed curious, but his eyes were calm and bright. That must have been why.
I unconsciously answered as if hypnotized.
“Your Highness, I think we should go toward the temple.”
“The temple?”
“Yes… it is just a feeling. The products are very valuable, so it would be difficult to sell them in an ordinary shop like last time…”
Even though I knew it was a flimsy excuse. Still, I had nothing else to say. I could only trail off and add the words timidly.
Tristan opened his mouth to reply. At that moment, Sir Mildred stepped forward.
“If it is the temple, it is over there.”
Sir Mildred pointed toward the misty alley. His low, firm voice continued quietly.
“When we arrived last time, I scouted the surroundings and confirmed the location of the largest temple. It is northwest of the harbor. It is almost at the scale of a shrine rather than a temple. It seems to be the main temple.”
Sir Gehardt also nodded in agreement.
“Ah, yes. If it is the temple, I remember it clearly. That is correct. Your Highness, let us depart!”
I blinked. What was this atmosphere? Why did it feel like everyone trusted me?
Embarrassed, I looked around and met Gehardt’s eyes. He cleared his throat awkwardly and added,
“…It was really a large and beautiful temple.”
What was he saying? Just that it was big and beautiful, so we should go?
I looked up at Tristan blankly. He tilted his head slightly, furrowing his brows. It seemed he was hesitant to follow my intuition alone.
After a brief silence, he quietly turned and began walking.
“Very well. Let us start with the temple.”
“R-Really, Your Highness?”
“Understood, Your Highness.”
“Yes, Your Highness!”
“….”
They reached a conclusion among themselves and began walking. I seemed to be the only one confused. I hurriedly followed them, still dazed.
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The main temple was located on the northwest outskirts of Kalhaven.
Gray rain fell quietly from the dark sky. In the damp air, the majestic structure finally appeared.
A rounded roof decorated with marble statues was supported by dozens of orderly columns. Each column was engraved with delicate reliefs and hieroglyphs, exuding mystery.
The knights all stopped and swallowed in awe. Sir Mildred drew a breath. Gehardt looked around in astonishment.
The temple exuded an astonishingly beautiful and sacred atmosphere. But what they admired was not the size or grandeur. Everyone’s gaze was fixed not on the building, but on the garden extending from the steps to the entrance.
Waves of flowers of all colors rolled across the garden, sending sweet, fragrant scents through the cool rain.
At the center of the garden, a single exotic flower bloomed dazzlingly, dominating the scene.
Sir Johannes whispered in awe.
“…It is Lirisia.”
“That is correct… my goodness.”
Sir Mildred’s voice trembled with shock.
Indeed, the most precious flower, which we had endured so much to retrieve, proudly occupied the heart of the main temple: the Lirisia.
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