The palm of his own hand could suck the pain out of Maximilian's. The reason I have such a very tender feeling is because it would be bad for the ecosystem if I released the pain of such a big man to the outside world, and not because of the love affair.
＜It's a pumpkin... yes, a pumpkin. Well, that's a good job, isn't it?
Allie continued to stroke Maximilian's head with a fondness for the crops in the field.
''It's strange, the pain really seems to be subsiding. I'll be honest, I've always longed for a lap pillow. There was a time when the goddess did the same thing to me, a lazy person who was squealing in a dream...
'..........is that so?''
It's okay to see me in my dreams, but I don't like to put up with it or endure it. At the same time, he is ashamed of his inability to live up to his parents' and teachers' expectations in his studies and swordsmanship. I guess that's what I grew up with as a nine-year-old....
Maximilian's voice was muffled. Deciding it was just a monologue from being floated by the heat, Allie gave a short chuckle, "I see," she said.
''The Holy Woman's healing magic is so terrifying that it will eventually create a terrible disparity. It could be a spark of conflict between nations. No matter how you think about it, the Crown Princess, who should be pouring out love to everyone equally, is an otherworldly person...why doesn't father understand that... For the first time in my adult life, I was surprised to realize how dependable and compassionate my parents were. It's all the more so because your uncle is so wonderful...
Maximilian, lying on his side with Allie's thighs as a pillow, let out a big breath of air.
She is a useful person for our country, but with her personality, the negative effects are greater. Can't we get him to return to the other world somehow and peacefully? But to not know how...
Allie gasped thoughtfully. The answer Maximilian seems to have arrived at is one that will relieve Duchess Alicia's pent-up frustration over the past nine lives.
In the first place, why are otherworlders falling..... Who, and for what....? The most I can think of right now is no, I can't think straight, so let's go to the mountains.
''Your Highness, let's rest our heads for a moment. What His Highness needs now is rest. His behavior at the Grand Ball was truly admirable. It had that kind of strength that made me think that if I followed this back, I could never go wrong. You've tried harder than enough, so let's go to bed now.
Well, Maximilian would be able to physically take on the entire country, but he's just a sick man at the moment. I'm genuinely concerned, so I hope you'll go to sleep anyway.
It's great that he doesn't whine even though he's weak, and I'm frankly impressed that he seems to be thinking about a lot of difficult things, unlike the past nine times.
Maximilian, exhaling roughly from the fever, moved his face slightly and made eye contact with Allie.
"Now, for the first time in 19 years of my life, I feel like I've been rewarded. I've been trying my best to be praised by the maiden of my dreams, but that doesn't exist in reality..... No matter how much I wanted to get close, no matter how much I wanted to apologize, no matter how much I wanted to tell him not to cry...
Maximilian smiled as he punctuated his words.
I'm so happy to have Ally say that. Thank you.
The skin that her fingertips touched was getting hotter and hotter, and her smile was so thick that her eyes seemed to be crushed. It makes me want to cry because the look that I hesitate to call him Prince Charming sticks in my eyeballs.
＜No, it's not. I'm simply happy.
Before I knew it, Allie was gurgling and sobbing.
In the seventeen years since I was born again as a Baroness, I have never cried over the past. I thought it would be more constructive to dream about the future.
Dodo Dodo, what's the matter with you?
Poof, poof, tears flowing down her cheeks and down to Maximilian. When she saw the Haoh, whose eyes were wiped in astonishment, Ally said, "No," and hurriedly wiped her tears wildly with her hands.
I'm sorry, it's just a menstrual phenomenon. His Highness, who is not used to women, doesn't know this, but there are days when a woman automatically bursts into tears.
I see. It's hard being a woman, isn't it...
It was a pretty painful excuse, but Maximilian totally believed it. But the thick fingertips that stretched out shortly thereafter made him realize that it was a kindness in his own way.
There were no prying words, no petulant consolations, no sweet whispers, nothing, but lumpy fingertips wiping away the tears running down my cheeks. That's why I couldn't stop crying all the more.
＜Because of the fever, I'm sure I'll forget about it tomorrow. Please just forget about it.
I was sobbing and couldn't do anything about it, when a well-timed knock sounded.