QTMWSFC Chapter 52.1

“Cough… cough, cough…”

Under Lant’s rescue, “Freya” coughed up a large amount of blood mixed with water. Then on the verge of death, she grabbed Lant’s hand. “Lant… Lant… I… I don’t want to die yet…”

She wanted to cry, but no longer even had the strength to do so.

Her breathing was so faint it could barely be felt, and her cheeks were pale, drained of all color.

“No, you won’t die! There must be a way to save you!” Lant held “Freya” and continuously used magic to keep her warm.

“Hurry! Get back to the palace immediately! You bunch of useless fools! Why aren’t you calling for a physician?” Grady was truly desperate. How could things be different from before? Hadn’t she been perfectly fine all the way up until the hunting tournament? Why was it that now she could barely be saved?

Karina was even more anxious than he was, crying and shouting “Princess.”

What if she died before awakening? Would she have to rely on herself after all? Karina did not believe she had the ability to awaken!

Some of the noble ladies nearby had already averted their eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.

“It’s no use… cough… too… too late.” Freya seemed to feel her life slipping away and reached out, trying to grasp something.

Lant and Grady each took one of her hands.

“Lita” and Karina knelt at her side, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Your Highness… I know… that my body has held on until today is already a blessing, but… cough… but there is one more request I wish to entrust to you, Your Highness… cough…” Freya’s voice grew fainter and fainter, blood constantly spilling from her lips, staining her pale mouth red.

“Tell me. Tell me, and I will grant all of it!” Grady urged the boat to hurry to shore while gripping Freya’s hand tightly. “My concubine, hold on. You can make it! My concubine, you cannot die!”

Freya let out a weak and reluctant smile. “Thank you, Your Highness… If… if I die, please cremate me. Let Lant take my ashes away. I want to see the world. Lant… cough…”

Lant held her hand even tighter. “Princess, I am here.”

When Freya looked at Lant, her fading eyes sparkled with a momentary glimmer, like the final light before death. “Lant, take me away. I don’t want to lie beneath the ground after I die… I want to see… see… cough… the sea, the grasslands, the flower fields… A lifetime inside the palace… cough… is too painful…”

As she spoke, Freya’s eyes glistened with tears, filled with bitterness and grievance.

Lant lowered his gaze, suppressing his voice. “Princess, I will take you away. I will take you to see the sea, the grasslands, the flower fields…”

Karina wept while secretly glancing at Lant.

Who would have thought he could be so devoted? It was not like this in the previous life…

Hearing his voice, Freya coughed and smiled. She freed her other hand from Grady’s grasp with the last of her strength and tried to reach for Lant’s cheek.

Lant completely disregarded Grady’s stunned look and embraced Freya.

Freya smiled through her tears, speaking in fragments, her voice growing ever softer: “Lant, if there is a next life, I want… I want to marry you…”

The smile on her lips froze. The person in his arms slowly lost all signs of life.

Grady and Karina both stared in utter disbelief.

“My… my concubine?”

“Princess concubine!”

Beside them, “Lita” was already crying so hard that she could barely breathe. She couldn’t speak a single word and was on the verge of fainting.

Freya’s words stirred up a storm of emotions, causing those around to look at the relationships between these people with a strange, complicated feeling.

They loved each other but could never be together. Now they were separated by life and death.

The living never stand a chance against the dead. The onlookers silently acknowledged the bond between Lant and Freya while feeling dissatisfied with Karina and Grady.

Grady could not believe that she had died so easily. Just from falling into the water? So he insisted on checking Freya’s breathing and pulse. What he touched was nothing but a cold and dead body.

Lant pulled his hand away, kissed Freya’s forehead, and lifted her in his arms. His entire demeanor changed abruptly. He said coldly, “Grady, don’t you dare touch her again!”

Grady was also aware that this genius swordsman was not someone to be trifled with, so he withdrew his hand. “I don’t believe it… Is she really…”

Karina was even more incredulous. Still crying, she tried to pull at Lant’s arms that held Freya. “No! You must be lying! How could the princess die? She only fell into the water!”

Lant’s tone was cold. “Do you even know that even a cold breeze is too much for her body?”

Risa stood on the side, utterly at a loss. Oh my god! Did she become a killer? She seemed to really misunderstand Freya! She had caused an innocent person’s death!

Grady flew into a rage and said coldly to Risa, “Risa! You will pay for what you have done today!”

Risa collapsed limply onto the ground, her mind blank.

No… It wasn’t supposed to be like this…

She just… she just fell into the water…

Finally, the boat that had been sailing on the lake reached the shore.

As Lant carried Freya away and passed by Grady, he left behind a single sentence: “Grady, if you don’t want to face my wrath, then fulfill Freya’s wish and let us leave.”

Grady had done some research before. He knew that Lant had gone on a mission to the Dark Night Forest and returned unharmed, but he just hadn’t pulled the Holy Sword. He had no idea what Lant’s current level was, so he dared not act rashly.

Moreover, he had just promised Freya in front of so many people. It would be hard to break his word now. Clenching his fists with great reluctance, he said, “Fine…”

At the same time, at the first transfer point Lant had arranged, Freya appeared before her companions completely drenched.

He had prepared meticulously. He bought a house in a sparsely populated area early on under the name “Luke” so that everyone would have a place to stay.

Everyone had been eagerly waiting for the little princess. Some boiled hot water and some prepared food. Lita helped Freya change out of the cumbersome heavy court attire, then burned it and returned to Freya the money from selling other items.

Freya changed back into the equipment Lant had made for her and put on an outer coat to conceal it. Then she insisted on dividing the money among everyone.

They all declined, but Freya argued that if an accident forced them apart, having some resources on hand would help each of them survive and reunite.

What Freya said made sense. The group did not refuse further and followed her words.