She Was Sent by God

 

Agnes relinquished her seat for the long-awaited reunion.
Max, Zoltan, and Lisa.
She was overjoyed to see them alive.
She believed she could also influence Laslo’s fate.

 

“If Count Cellon were still alive, he would have had a happy ending.”

 

“I know.
I wasn’t expecting both of them to leave that day.”

 

As he remembered Emmerich, Zoltan’s face darkened.
Agnes spoke in hushed tones.

 

‘If only Count Cellon had not died in place of Lord Zoltan……’

 

Agnes stood tall.

 

Emmerich Cellon died in Zoltan’s stead.
And Count Barania, who should have been alive, is no longer alive, whereas Lisa Barania is.
Is this all just a coincidence?

 

“What’s the matter, Princess?”

 

“No, no, nothing at all.”

 

“You’re so pale.
Do you want me to call a doctor?”

 

She was nauseated.
Her dream from the night before suddenly came to mind.
Agnes rushed Zoltan out of the barracks and yelled in every direction.

 

“Eugene, Eugene!”

 

“What’s going on this time?”

 

He had a dejected look on his face.
Agnes exhaled deeply and spoke.

 

“Laslo isn’t going to die, right?”

 

“What? What are you talking about?”

 

“Laslo’s fate has been completely altered.
So he’s not going to die right now.
Am I correct?”

 

Her face was soaked in desperation.
Eugene turned to face Agnes.

 

“All humans will die one day.”

 

“When is he going to die?”

 

“Agnes.”

 

“Answer me, Eugene!”

 

She yelled and grabbed him by the hem of his clothes.
Eugene is deafeningly quiet.
Agnes found the silence to be unbearably long.
Her stomach is churning.
Eugene spoke at a slow pace.

 

“How far are you willing to go?”

 

“What?”

 

“It depends on how far you can push yourself.”

 

It was a hazy and incomprehensible remark.
She was so perplexed that she didn’t know what to say.
After that, the outside started to buzz.

 

“Princess, this is an emergency.”

 

Eugene took a step back.
The five-colored, gleaming eyes locked on Agnes.

 

“Agnes, a dragon.
It is completed by devouring the heart of another dragon.”

 

“What?”

 

“Princess!”

 

While looking away for a moment, Eugene vanished into thin air.
The door opened, and Zoltan rushed in.

 

“I just received word that smoke is rising in the central palace”

 

“Smoke? Is there a blaze?”

 

“No, it’s more like dust as the structure crumbles.”

 

Agnes reached instinctively for her left chest.
She felt suffocated.
Her recent conversation with Eugene overlapped, and it appeared to be the start of everything ominous.

 

“We’ll form an elite unit and march right into the palace.
Lord Zoltan, led the remainder of the army into the palace.”

 

“Wait a second, princess.
Will you ride with the cavalry?”

 

“I have to.”

 

Her hands and feet trembled with anxiety, which eroded her chest and head.
Her dream about Laslo bleeding to death returned to her mind.

 

“It’s dangerous to go in there”

 

“Laslo is inside!”

 

“Is my brother the kind of person who would die at something like that, Princess? Calm down.”

 

Zoltan reassured her calmly.
Agnes knew Zoltan was correct, but she couldn’t calm down.

 

“I’ll ride with the cavalry and see what’s going on.
Please enter at a later time.”

 

“Sir Zoltan.”

 

“I don’t know why, but my brother’s lifeline is so tough, he’ll live longer than you,”

 

Zoltan spoke with a smile.
Her trembling hands gradually relaxed.

 

He was right.
She can’t move hastily.
Her life was no longer her own.
Agnes tried to clear her mind of the ominous images that had taken over.

 

“You’re right.
I was too impatient.”

 

“Then I’ll lead the cavalry.”

 

“All right, do that.
As soon as I’m ready, I’ll head to the palace.”

 

The cavalry led by Zoltan is the elite of the elite and the Arpad Army’s core power.
After dispatching Zoltan, Agnes dispatched a knight to gather all the nobles in the camp.
The nobles gathered one by one, beginning with Lisa Barania.

 

“It appears that Sir Zoltan is heading somewhere with the cavalry.
Is there a problem?”

 

“I thought something was going on at the palace, so I sent him as a starter.”

 

Agnes responded calmly to Erica Kiske’s question.

 

“What exactly is going on? Is it true that Duke Arpad has not yet returned from the palace?”

 

“Don’t worry, he’ll be right back, grandfather.”

 

Marquis Songrad expressed his concern.

 

“I called for a quick meeting because I believed we needed to go early.”

 

“Devon’s messenger has yet to arrive.
The day after tomorrow, at the latest, is when we’ll enter the palace.
Is there a reason for your haste? “

 

Roland Sandor inquired politely.
Agnes stated matter-of-factly.

 

“Does it really matter whether it is tomorrow or today? Anyway, I’m all set.”

 

“Did the rescue go smoothly?”

 

“Hmm, I believe Duke Arpad will return with the Queen soon.”