Chapter 43
The villainess that got pregnant with the crown prince's child decided to run away
Translator: Darling | Editor: Coming soonâ¦
Warning: This chapter contains descriptions of death. If you are not comfortable with depictions of death, please avoid reading this chapter.
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âUgh⦠Nghâ¦â
Lord Edward softly cried out; he slowly opened his eyes.
Iâm not sure if it was because his vision was a bit blurred, but he kept closing and opening his eyes.
After a while, he slowly got up.
As he tried to stand up, he stumbled and was about to trip. In a panic, I used my body to support him as best as I could. Perhaps he lost too much blood.
It was then that Lord Edward turned his gaze upon me.
âWere you the one that saved me?â
I lightly nodded in response.
I wonder if heâll notice who I actually am.
I stare at Lord Edwardâs face nervously.
âThank you. I got hurt pretty badly, I thought I was going to die out here. To be able to heal such wounds, you must be an amazing healer. Are you perhaps a saint?â
I shook my head.
Iâm not a saint, Iâm just Rachel.
Please notice me.
I continue to stare at him hoping that he would recognize me.
âMay I have your name?â
ââ¦Ray.â
But he never noticed.
He asked for my name, so I used the name he would always lovingly use to call out for me.
But it seemed like he didnât have the slightest idea who I actually was.
âI see, thatâs a nice name. Ray, was there anyone next to me?â
âI didnât see anyone else. The only person I saw was just you, Lord Edward, collapsed on the ground there.â
âI seeâ¦â
I called out his name, but even then, he didnât notice. I wonder if itâs because I look so different?
I closed my eyes with a sense of disappointment.
âI must go now. Thank you for saving me. If we ever meet again, I will be sure to repay this favor.â
Lord Edward expressed his gratitude and then started to walk, although unsteadily.
Is he going to leave me here? I donât even know where this place is.
âIâll go with you. Itâs dangerous to walk around in your condition, going alone is too reckless.â
I used the most logical reason I could think of to stay by his side. I supported his body with my own and we started walking together.
Hey, Lord Edward. Iâm Rachel. Wonât you please recognize me?
âI see. Thank you. Youâre a really kind person.â
While feeling his warmth on my right side, we kept walking.
Surprisingly, Lord Edward started walking firmly.
We walked for a while, and suddenly we saw a familiar man collapsed on the ground.
âRobin!â
Lord Edward frantically rushed to his side. Oh, itâs Robin. He is one of Lord Edwardâs trusted aides.
âUh⦠ugh. Lord Edward⦠Are you unharmed?â
âYeah. Iâm fine, but right now we have to heal y-â
ââ¦. Thereâs no need⦠Iâm⦠Already⦠More importantly⦠Rachel⦠Gave birth⦠Sheâs⦠unconscious⦠Please⦠Hurry back⦠â
â⦠All right.â
Robinâs wounds were much deeper than Lord Edwardâs.
His stomach had been ripped open, and his organs were bulging out. Even breathing must be painful for him. The sounds of his breath were faint and feeble.
His intestines were cut and torn to pieces; it was a horrible sight.
In his current condition, no amount of treatment would probably be of any use.
He had lost too much blood.
So much so, that the ground surrounding him was just a sea of blood.
Robin suddenly coughed blood.
âLord Edward. Itâs too late for me⦠Please⦠Just⦠Put me out⦠Of my miseryâ¦â
â⦠All right.â
âThank⦠You⦠Lord Edward⦠Please⦠Be safeâ¦â
As Lord Edward tells me to support Robinâs upper body, he drew his sword from his sheathe.
Robin slowly closed his eyes.
âRay, stay still. Robin, thank you for everything up until now.â
And Lord Edward gracefully swung his blade.
And so, Robin, who was just moments painfully anguished, had died. In this world, no amount of medical treatment would have been able to save him.
Not even magic.
The least we could do as a sign for mercy was just to cut off his neck.
All we could do was just reduce the time of his suffering.
âLord Edward. Itâs too late for me⦠Please⦠Just⦠Put me out⦠Of my miseryâ¦â
â⦠All right.â
âThank⦠You⦠Lord Edward⦠Please⦠Be safeâ¦â
As Lord Edward tells me to support Robinâs upper body, he drew his sword from his sheathe.
Robin slowly closed his eyes.
âRay, stay still. Robin, thank you for everything up until now.â
And Lord Edward gracefully swung his blade.
And so, Robin, who was just moments painfully anguished, had died. In this world, no amount of medical treatment would have been able to save him.
Not even magic.
The least we could do as a sign for mercy was just to cut off his neck. All we could do was just reduce the time of his suffering.