QTMWSFC Chapter 49.1

Freya didn’t sleep well the entire night. She had never had such a long dream before. It felt as though she had lived an entire lifetime within it.

In the dream, she only lived to be eighteen years old. In the first half of her life, she had relied on her companions in the side palace to survive. Later, she endured great hardship and was married into Alterg. She had finally developed feelings for someone, but he was not a good person, and in the end she lost her life.

After waking up, Freya could not collect her thoughts for a long time. She touched her neck and face, only then realizing that she had broken out in a cold sweat without even noticing, and her clothes were damp.

The dream was so vivid that the hatred toward Grady and Karina in her heart was nearly impossible to suppress.

Just when she had thought she might finally regain her health, they used such cruel black magic to strip away her holy power—a pain like having her heart torn out!

The pain was excruciating, cutting her to the core!

Freya wiped away her sweat absentmindedly and stared blankly at the luxurious and exquisite ceiling above her.

Now, she had still married into Alterg. Although it was still a forced marriage, everything was completely different from the dream.

She was pretending to be ill and not really sick. She had been looking for an opportunity to escape instead of living in a daze.

What was the biggest difference from the dream?

Freya thought, it was Lant!

Every difference could be traced back to the knight selection tournament that had been held in advance!

That event had never happened in the dream. She didn’t even see Lant!

She had only heard of him. She had heard that he was Serorida’s greatest swordsman, the best commander of the Knight Order, and the chosen Hero who had drawn the Holy Sword.

Although she had just woken up from the dream, she still remembered clearly that when her holy power was taken away and her body was at its weakest, she went to the dungeons of Alterg to visit Lant one last time.

At that time, he was severely wounded and his Holy Sword was taken away, yet he still sat in the corner with his usual indifferent expression.

She hated herself for being unable to see people clearly, hated herself for being unable to save Lant, and hated her own frail body for being powerless. So she cried hopelessly in front of him.

Lant—that Lant—had been unusually gentle. He had patted her head, held her hand, transferred all his magic to her, and said with a smile, “Live well.”

It was the first time she had ever seen him smile. It was also the last. She watched with her own eyes as the young man closed his eyes forever before her, as if he had simply fallen asleep from exhaustion.

From then on, she began to fight back with relentless ferocity, but every attempt ended in failure.

She admitted that she was a sheltered princess from the deep palace. She was naive and slow, no match for Grady and Karina.

Death did not feel like a punishment but more like a release. She remembered how beautiful the weather was on the day of her execution. The sky was blue and the wind gentle. Only the blade on her neck hurt too much, jolting her awake from the dream.

“Lant…” Freya murmured, looking out the window.

“I’m here.” Behind the curtain stood a tall and upright figure, half-hidden in shadow.

Whenever she called, he was always there.

Freya threw off the covers, not even bothering to change her shoes. She rushed towards Lant and crashed into his arms. “I had a nightmare. I dreamed… I died…”

“Don’t be afraid. Dreams are always the opposite. I will protect you.” Lant gently stroked her head.

Of course he knew she had been having nightmares. Her previous life had been so bitter. No matter how much he tried to wake her, she would not come to. So he watched over her the entire night, not daring to close his eyes for a moment.

Freya nuzzled against his palm. This familiar feeling and the same gentle, reassuring touch from the end of her dream warmed her heart.

He really had always been protecting her. Even in her previous life in the dream, he had done the same.

“Lant, it was you, right?” Freya stared intently at Lant, trying to see right through him.

She had no doubt about the dream’s truth. She was grateful to heaven for giving her another chance. She also wanted to know if Lant came specifically for her.

“It was me,” Lant said softly, stroking her cheek and wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

“I knew it! It must be you!” Freya buried herself in his arms again.

She was no fool. Why else did he coincidentally become her knight? Why did her health improve? Why did he teach her magic and horse riding?

Because she still had a far more important mission on her shoulders. That is to seal the Otherworld Demons alongside Lant and save the continent!

Although she had died too early in her previous life and had never seen the terrible Demon, with Lant by her side, she was not afraid.

“Lant, the grand parade will be here soon. Our opportunity should be coming,” Freya said quietly.

“Yes,” Lant replied, his eyes darkening.

The male and female leads of the original plot had been reborn. How could the opportunity not come? Before the Otherworld Demons were unsealed, it would be best to deal with these two major troubles first.

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Amidst everyone’s high-profile anticipation, the day of the grand parade finally arrived.

The parade served both to commemorate the founding of Alterg and to soothe the people’s hearts. After two years of constant friction with Serorida, Grady needed to appear with Freya to stabilize public morale.

Karina worked as a barmaid in a small tavern. She was “kind,” “innocent,” “lovely,” “brave,” and “charming.” Over the past few days, she had spent much of her savings to specially make a new dress to wear during the parade.

Grady’s young cousin Risa was so furious that she was throwing things around her bedchamber. Damn Freya! She did it on purpose! Wasn’t she supposed to be unwell? Why was it that she recovered just in time for the parade!

The thought that she would have to follow behind while her cousin paraded around with that white lotus made her so jealous she could go mad!

0250 reported Karina’s actions to Lant in real time. She had hired people to stage a public scene of ‘a maiden being molested’ during Grady and Freya’s parade.

Although this act feels forced and fake, Grady would fall for it one hundred percent. He would even be happy to meet Karina early.

Lant relayed Karina’s plan to Freya. Although Freya did not know how he had found out, she did not ask. She trusted him completely.