I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

“Pfft—hahahahahaha.”

Overwhelmed by Leklik's genuine words, Florend laughed and fell back on the sofa.

"You're really seriously ill, so what? You're acting like you haven't revealed your true colors yet, right? When are you planning on asking for an engagement?"

"Speak out? I think it's too early now. I keep feeling like there's a voice telling me I'll fail, so I plan to gain more favor. After all, he rules the entire forest, so my current status is too low."

It's not self-deprecation. Everything he saw in the coastal forest was so shocking that even someone of Leklik's status would subconsciously feel inferior.

"Even you're not sure... What are you going to do?"

"I noticed earlier in the square that she seemed concerned about the children wandering the streets—that really showed her kindness, and it's definitely not something those arrogant nobles would do. I tried it myself back then, and it seemed quite interesting, so I'm planning to have my father build a home specifically for those homeless children... She even asked me to help her arrange an opportunity to meet the king. With more contact, there'll always be a chance... I guess."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end even Lekrik himself did not believe it. Although he was worried at the beginning that Ella had no status and would be stopped by his father, after seeing the army of monsters in the forest, he felt that even if he used the entire Marquis of Ars family as a bargaining chip, it could not match it.

But Florend was concerned about something else.

"An opportunity to meet the king? Why?"

"Hmm? Oh, I forgot to tell you. She's a representative sent by the Sacred Academy to the kingdom to deliver an important token to His Majesty. However, the nobles are trying to stop her, so she needs my help in introducing her."

"The Holy Academy? Blonde hair? Wait, I heard from my retainers that someone from the Holy Academy had come to the royal city once before, and there was indeed a blond person there, but that person was a demon? Are you crazy?"

Although Florund and Lekrik were not very conscious of race in the Kingdom of Paris, if it were a marriage, the son of a marquis marrying a demon would definitely cause a huge uproar. Even if it could be suppressed by force, it would inevitably be used as a topic of conversation among ordinary people after dinner.

Hearing what Florund said, Leklik frowned.

"How is that possible? She has blue eyes and is completely human. She's a priestess and can use healing magic. You know that demons can only use attack magic, right? How can a demon use healing magic—"

Halfway through his words, Leklik suddenly shut up.

If I remember correctly, I heard before that the demons found their Demon Queen and made her the next Demon King. This Demon Queen possessed a special physique that the demons had never had in thousands of years - she could use healing magic that the demons could not cast. At that time, this incident caused an uproar at the noble court.

"No way... How could someone capable of becoming a Demon King be wandering around the continent? He doesn't look like a Demon King at all. Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Leklik kept waving his hands, but this made him think of the magic weapons that his companions took out that day. Each one was a treasure that he could not take out. If he did not have an extraordinary status, it would be impossible for him to possess such a magic weapon of at least scarlet gold level. Thinking about it this way, the possibility that the other party was the Demon Queen was very high.

The collision of worry and love made Leklik's heart surge constantly, and finally turned into anxiety that expanded rapidly. He stood up and began to pace anxiously in the room.

Worried about his friend, Florend put down his teacup.

"If you're so worried, why not just check it out? Didn't you say you'd help introduce her? When? She'll probably drop her disguise in front of His Majesty, right? Honestly, if it's the Demon Queen, you can give up on this idea."

"If it's really the Demon Queen, I will of course give up. The introduction is today, and it should be up soon. I'm going to the Royal Castle now."

After saying this, Leklik rushed out of the room without saying goodbye, asked the servants to prepare the horses, and rushed to the royal city immediately.

……

Completely disregarding the aristocratic image he usually portrayed, Lekrik hurriedly walked in the palace hall. If he had not considered that running here would be stopped by the knights directly under the king, he would definitely run as fast as he could.

"It wouldn't matter if it was any other race, but why the demon? — No, she's completely different from the demons people describe. If she's like that, what's the point of being a demon? After all, humans and demons are essentially the same, aside from their magical power and eye color. For her, even among humans, there are very few who are better than her—"

Thinking of this, Leklik's pace suddenly slowed down. Only now did he notice that the terrible expression on his face had scared countless maids in the corridor.

Taking a deep breath, Lekrik walked towards Emperor Tovasarn's bedroom at a pace just slightly faster than normal.

"That's right, even if she's a demon, what does it matter? Does that mean I'll hate her? No way. Race doesn't matter. I like people for who they are, not just because they're human. So there's absolutely no problem. I'd be the one being inappropriate by getting so anxious, but..."

If Ella is really a demon, then it is almost certain that she is the Demon Queen. Even with the support of the monster army, there is already an insurmountable gap between the two sides. What's more, the other party now has the identity of the Demon Queen. Thinking of this, Leklik couldn't help but stop. If she is the Demon Queen, then perhaps he should honestly give up this idea.

Leklik couldn't help but offer his first prayer to the One God since he was born.

“…It can’t be a demon… It can’t be a demon…”

After praying for a while, Lekrik let out a long breath, rubbed his hands that were stiff from tension and cold, and then walked towards where Emperor Tovasarn was, and then -

Bang - boom!

A roar like a landslide echoed throughout the capital. A huge black shadow covering the entire sky came into view. The sound of the earth shaking and glass breaking sounded almost simultaneously.

"Black... Black Dragon..."

With trembling legs, Leklik slowly retreated to the wall. With the current military strength of the royal capital, such a large number of black dragons visiting the capital would be completely vulnerable. Now, Leklik could only hope that the other party did not discover him, otherwise he would return to dust with just a breath.

Fortunately, the black dragon did not commit any destructive acts. It simply landed in the square of the palace hall, glanced around, reached its front legs into a room, grabbed something, and then left with its companions.

It was several minutes before Lekrik dared to relax and breathe heavily, listening to the chaotic shouts of the maids and knights in the palace. Lekrik came to his senses and slowly stood up with the support of the wall.

What did you want to do initially?

Lekrik couldn't help but laugh at himself for being able to think calmly in such a chaotic situation. But soon, the smile on his face froze, turning into worry and anxiety, and he crawled towards Emperor Tovasan's bedroom.

——If I remember correctly, the room that the black dragon's forelimbs entered was where King Tovasan was, and there was Ella, who was introduced by me and needed to confirm her identity.

Chapter 50 Meeting

* February 10, 6187 Genesis, 9:16 AM, King City of Jaos

Because he kept a lot of spare clothes in his storage, he didn't encounter any major trouble when changing clothes even though Tifarian urged him to do so - except that he was very uncomfortable with Tifarian standing next to him.

Pulling open the pink curtains, Tifarian turned around and warned Ella, who had already changed her clothes.

"Wait here. My guards will bring Lotte over. After that, we'll deliver the letter to Emperor Tovasan and leave immediately."

"Hmm... Tifarian still won't call Tovarsaen "father" in private."

"That's only natural, isn't it?"

Tifarian sat down on the soft chair by the glass window, raised her pretty chin and pointed to the seat opposite.

"Please sit down first."

"It's snowing..."

Sitting down, Ella turned her head to look out the window. White specks of light were continuously falling from the sky above the Kingdom of Baris, which was covered with thick clouds. Perhaps because it had already rained all night, there was a layer of white snow on the tiled streets and the ornately decorated roofs. The reflected light made the entire capital look unusually bright.

Ella's words made Tifarian raise an eyebrow.

"Huh? You didn't just realize that, did you?"

"Tifarian keeps the curtains closed. How am I supposed to know if it's snowing?"

"You can tell this even with body senses, right?"

"How could an ordinary person possibly do that?"

It is impossible for me to achieve something like this by relying solely on empiricism. Not to mention that I have not always been in the Kingdom of Paris, first of all, I have only been in this world for less than two years, so I have no experience at all.

Perhaps not wanting to dwell on this topic for too long, Tifarian sighed softly.

"What a happy man."

"Hmm? What did Tifarian say?"

Ella tilted her head and asked.

"nothing."

“Eh…”

Although she knew what Tifarian must have said just now, since Tifarian didn't want to explain further, asking further would seem inappropriate to the situation, so Ella chose to change the subject.

"Does Tifarian know what she'll do after becoming the princess of the kingdom?"

According to Iris, she should be used as a tool to strengthen the relationship between the Marquis of Ars and the king. In other words, she should accept the request for marriage with Lekrik. But from the current signs, Tifarian does not seem to like Lekrik. As for whether Tifarian is a pro-king or aristocratic faction, it has nothing to do with her, and even if she knew it, she could not change anything, so she did not ask.

Tifarian lifted one leg, and the smooth ankle exposed under the long skirt attracted people's attention.

"Of course I know."

"Does Tifarian like Lakrik?"

"How is that possible? I even prefer streetwalkers to nobles."

Tifarian's tone, which didn't sound fake, made Ella smile bitterly. Tifarian seemed to dislike the nobles very much.

"but--"

"I know what you're going to say, but this is necessary to achieve my goal. Let's leave it at that."

Dude, dunk, dunk.

"Lady Tifarian."

Just as the conversation was coming to an end, there was a knock on the door. According to the "Topography Search", the people who came were Lotte and Iris.

"Come in."

As soon as the door was pushed open, Lotte immediately rushed to Ella's side with an anxious look on her face.

"Miss Ella, are you feeling unwell? Did you encounter any danger? You didn't come back all night, and I thought you..."

"Ahahaha...Thank goodness I met Tifarian, otherwise I would have spent the whole night at the auction house."

Looking at Ruthie's slightly red eyes, Ella scratched her head embarrassedly. It seemed that Ruthie was overly worried about her not going home all night. Ruthie knew that she was actually very strong but she still acted like this. Ella was moved but also felt helpless.

"There's no need to check again, Lotte-chan. Isn't Ella-chan sitting here peacefully?"

Iris waved her hand and turned her attention to Ella, who was comforting Lotte.

"You spent the whole night out without telling me. Lotte-chan hasn't slept since you found out. If Camisia hadn't stopped you, she would have gone out to look for you on the street."

The scolding in a reproachful tone made Ella turn her head away in embarrassment. If it were in the past, she would definitely have informed Ruthie in advance, but not this time. The reason why she went to the auction house in the middle of the night was to give Ruthie a surprise. If she told Ruthie in advance, it would not be called a surprise. Of course, staying overnight outside could only be considered an accident. If it weren't for the sudden fever, she should have returned to the hotel this morning. To be honest, she was still a little sleepy because she didn't get enough sleep.

Only after confirming that Ella had not encountered any problems did Lotte feel relieved. She returned to a standing position from the position of leaning on Ella's knees, clasped her hands together awkwardly, and bowed to Tifarian.

"Thank you, sis."

Because Iris was also present, Tifarian frowned. Although she should pretend not to understand at this time, Tifarian really didn't want to lie in front of Lotte, and it was a lie of pretending that she was not Lotte's sister.

Before Tifarian could question her identity, Iris felt troubled and pushed her silver hair back.

"I'm not interested in telling anyone about this. Just pretend I don't exist."

"Sister, Her Highness Elise is someone you can trust."

"Really? Then let's listen to Lotte."

[This guy... is a complete sister-con...]

When Ella was complaining in her heart, Tifarian suddenly sat up from her seat, and her long pink hair that was originally spread out was instantly gathered together.

"Now that we're here, let's go see King Tovarsaen as soon as possible. The sooner we leave Zeos City, the better."

The person who took up the topic was Iris, who for some reason looked gloating.

"That's true, but then Aira-chan would have hurt another poor person."

"Poor man?"

Unable to understand the meaning of Iris's words, Ella blinked her purple eyes that had taken off the disguise. As far as she could remember, she had never done anything to hurt anyone.

"Ahh, it's here. It's that clueless look. I really want to grab it hard."

"Of course I don't understand what you're saying, Elise. What exactly happened?"

Catching up with Iris who had already opened the door and was about to go out, Ella asked. Although judging from Iris's tone just now, it shouldn't be a serious matter, the feeling of only saying half of the words still inevitably aroused people's curiosity.

Stopping, Iris turned around.

"Aila-chan, do you really want to hear this? I think it's better to never know about this."

"If you didn't want me to know, then don't tell me in the first place!"

At this point, Ella suddenly had a feeling that Iris had deliberately told her this. If that was the case, it would definitely not be good news. When she thought about what Iris and Ruthie had concealed from her when she went to Ryan Town a few days ago, this ominous premonition became even more obvious.

"Haaaa—Iris-sama really loves to play tricks on me... Miss Ella, what Iris-sama meant to say is that Mr. Lecrick actually has a crush on you."

After Luti said this with a smile, the atmosphere in the whole room froze instantly.

Iris had a smirking expression as if she was watching a show, while Ella stood there motionless. As for Tifarian, her expression gradually changed from shock to anger.

There was no need to explain Ella and Iris's behavior, and the reason why Tifarian was angry was not because Lekrik liked Ella - who Lekrik liked had nothing to do with her, and marriage was not a ceremony that required the consent of both parties - the reason why Tifarian was angry was that she saw her sister Lotte's feelings.

—That expression that was always filled with tenderness.

Of course, showing the expression on one's face is one thing, and speaking it out loud is another. If I tell Ruthie about her feelings without her permission, it might even damage the relationship between the two of us. Although I am very anxious watching from the side, since Ruthie herself has no such intention, it is not my turn to intervene.

After a moment, Ella came back to her senses from her open-mouthed shock, and there was a sense of disbelief in her stuttering words.

"Wait, wait... Lotte is saying that Leklik likes me?"