Her right arm regenerated in an instant.
The corpses disintegrated completely out of thin air.
'Eh,' she was surprised not because of Aine's ridiculous magic but because she had forgotten her right arm was cut off.
"So you were that immersed in the fight huh!! - - - Rosette, " he dropped to where she was standing.
She smiled but then she realized he didn't have a smile on his face, yes he was angry with her.
"I don't know how I would feel if things went wrong when you were fighting this adventurer," he admonished her recklessness in earnest.
"I know but----" she stared at the ground as she remembered some advice from the person who enslaved her.
[Rosette - - have you read any novels in your life.] the king held out a book.
[Y--Yes sir---]
[You are to play a role of a side character in Aine's life - - you are a mob character so with that - -] he kept silent fur some time in order for his words to reach through to her as she knelt with her head bowed.
[Be ready to be his scape goat at any moment's notice.]
He informed her that it was okay to commit suicide in order to save the main character. That's why when she heard news of his death while on a mission she prayed for his punk ass to meet the dukes of hell faster.
But even with all that she actually considered his words ;
"Don't give me that face," he saw the dejected look in her eyes.
"I don't need your sympathy - - Your Majesty," she spoke as something welled up in her eyes.
'What is this - -"
' Is there some dust in my eyes? ' she wiped her eyes.
' How strange? What is this burning desire - - It's weird, ' Aine looked at this as he walked towards her.
"Rosette - - I want to ask you--" he continued.
"What is your wish?" he needed to know only that to get his answer.
' My wish - -' she never remembered having dreamt of anything she truly desired.
She closed her eyes but in the next few seconds, the world granted her the fate of the future.
'I see--' she decided to give her mind, body and soul to that wish.
"Aine--"
"Y--Yes--" he was caught off guard since that was the first time she called his name with such a flustered expression.
"Ever since we were kids I had hated you deeply for being so weak but---" she continued with a firm resolve to capture her wish;
"I realized that I never once bore a grudge against you--I wanted to be weak just like you were back then, I envied you," she had grasped an obsession to be human due to her being sold off by her parents and deployed in the military by the then King of Vartilla , thinking that she had an almighty magic rune.
" So is it to be weak? " he asked.
She smiled wryly and nodded in the negative.
"Aine you don't get it do you?"
"I get it - - but I need you to spell it out for me," he wasnot a dense main character.
"Okay," she walked towards him with a surprising expression he had never seen on her face.
"Aine Vartilla - - -" she pressed her newly regenerated right hand on her left chest to clue him in that her heart was racing.
"I want you to protect me since am now weaker than you and also--to love me just like I love you to the brim - - -"
She basically wanted him to take responsibility for her in a romantic aspect since she belonged to him only, at that particular moment in time.
That would mean it was the greatest fun she had yearned to experience unconsciously deep within her soul. She wanted to be protected and loved by him at the same time.
He smiled at her completely entranced by that display while looking at her green sage eyes;
"What a beautiful confession - - well done, Rose," he pulled her close to himself and in the next moment;
Her love bloomed as he closed her lips with his.
Spring had set in for the eighteen year old maid.