The Villainess Will Leave Without Any Regrets - Chapter 159
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He caught Abella’s whereabouts
Cade’s agents moved faster than Amerigo, so it was fortunate.
It was better for the imperial family to secure Abella rather than Amerigo to secure Abella.
In fact, there are people crazy about Abella there, so she might be able to see them when she enters Amerigo.
As long as Simons has a memory.
Cade smiled bitterly.
‘Abela doesn’t know anything, so he must have been fed up with it.’
He must have felt frustrated because he had been surrounded by those who were fussing over Abella’s safety.
Simons really risked himself for Abella’s safety. He couldn’t stand the slightest bit of tiredness or frown on her face.
It was as if he had put on a sweet nephew’s mask and pressed on Abella and forced her to be happy.
He got news of Abella ahead of Simons, so now it was time for Cade to give it some thought.
What should he say when he meets Abella?
Should he bring her?
If she doesn’t want to come.
If she doesn’t want to return to Timur anymore.
Can Cade give up everything and stay with Abella? He wondered if Abella wants him to do it. Even he wasn’t certain of that.
As Cade moved his steps, he fiddled with his brow. There was not even a proper successor in the country yet, and whenever Cade disappeared, there wasn’t one or two who went there to revert to the former regime.
Although Cade was seemingly cynical and skeptical, he loved the country. But it’s really only for Abella…….
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty!”
“Ah.”
Cade, who had accidentally shoved his nose into the door, blinked his eyes. Before he knew it, he had arrived in front of the Magic Tower Master’s door, which he was aiming for.
The wizards who had flocked to see Cade dispersed. Cade swung the door wide open.
“Your Majesty?”
“You must send me to the North.”
“Yes?”
The wizard’s mouth opened at the request that appeared out of the blue. He knew Cade was always making ridiculous requests because Cade made him the Tower Master, but……. The North.
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“Do you want to know what kind of place it is … ?”
“Why the North? It’s like a place where people live.”
“Now is the time for the snow storm. No one wants to pass. Besides, the northern part is a place where the gods’ divinity rests heavily. It is not a place where magic can penetrate.”
“Divinity?”
Cade frowned.
“The high priest who has taken over the temple this time must know, Your Majesty. The northern part is actually the land inhabited by the gods. All the related materials were destroyed because the priests from the previous time were quiet, but those who know, know it. The northernmost part is where Skellus resides.”
Cade missed the doorknob.
Skellus…… ?
What kind of connection is there between Abella and Skellus? It is unknown why fate led Abella to the north.
Cade’s face turned white. Burke looked at Cade, who looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.
When Abella meets Skellus, no one can predict what she will think and what decisions she will make.
If Abella takes the extreme choice again…….
Cade grabbed the wizard’s collar with a choking face.
“Is that important? How much money have I invested in this damn tower. Take me to that god right now.”
“Cough! Cough! Your majesty!”
“Right now.”
Cade glared at the wizard with glistening, viper-like eyes. Until the wizard nodded his head with a bright red face.
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Abella was able to be guided to the place where Skellus was, as she wished.
Timur still seemed to want Abella to just go back, but Abella couldn’t give up. How would she go back with Skellus in front of her?
She has been living a life that is not like a human being, trapped in his shadow.
Living not like living.
Abella wanted to get an answer this time.
Abella stepped forward fearlessly into the temple where deep darkness fell. With each step, a thick darkness penetrated Abella. However, it was a warm and cozy darkness rather than fear. It’s like it was hugging Abella and comforting her.
So when she reached the very heart of the temple, she could find an altar shining white.
A dark-haired boy was sitting cross-legged on the altar lying in the dark.