"... Huh?
Krista didn't understand what she was told.
Pokan, Lars coughed like a little lit up at the girl, and he looked at her face and opened his mouth again.
"I love that. Please, I want you to be my wife"
"... lying"
"I'm not lying. I know you're confused. I would have been surprised if I had treated you as a friend before. But there's no lie or falsehood in my feelings."
"Why not?"
"It's an embarrassing story, but it's my love at first sight. Ever since I met Krista at the entrance ceremony, I've been loving her."
Lars grinned bitterly at the flashing girl.
He himself realizes it's too sudden a confession.
Still, if I don't say it here and now, I'm just being honest from a hunch that I might lose Krista.
"Me."
"Yeah? I want you to say anything"
"Lars, I'm not the kind of person you can tell me you like."
"Hmm...... but I decide how I feel. If it's annoying, I'm not going to push it."
"No! There's no way it's annoying! No, I'm not! It's me, Lars, and Jared, and I've been lying to my dear friends!
"I know that if that's the case. To tell the truth, I knew immediately that there was something wrong with Krista. But it has nothing to do with our friendship. Perhaps Jared was the same."
"Yeah, hiding isn't easy. I'm a descendant of my ancestors."
Lars embraced the girl who told her of her birth with all his strength.
I had no choice but to observe how much courage it took to say that one word.
"Later, Lars, I'm a lot older than you guys."
"You said it well. But such a thing is a trivial problem. Something more bothering me than that."
Lars holds Krista in his arms and asks.
"Is that what you like about me?
"It's"
"That's all I care about. Please don't lie. I want you to answer."
To the prince's sincere inquiry, Krista nodded.
"I've always liked you, too, Lars"
"Right! Then it's the end of the story!
"But I, Jared, do terrible things to you and Master Olivier."
"I hear everything from Pfile around there. It would have been a hard choice, but there must be a reason. I believe Krista is someone who doesn't do that for no reason."
It's not like Christa took Olivier away.
Olivier is visiting Cassandra of his own free will.
The result has been a form I don't want, but it's not just Krista's fault.
But Christa herself also feels responsible for being Cassandra, who is well aware of her attempt to revive her ancestors, her ancestors.
Because if it weren't for my brother and myself near Cassandra, neither Jared nor Olivier would have gotten involved.
"Tell me everything, I want to support Krista. But if you're suffering, I want to bear the pain with you."
"... Mr. Lars"
Krista broke down and wept.
Ever since I decided to cooperate with Cassandra's plan, I knew I would regret it one day.
The hunch was right, and regret was painful.
But Krista had no other choice to protect her loved ones.
I'm sure he wouldn't have taken any other choices in pain.
"I will do anything for my beloved. Come on, I want you to talk to me. Everything you've got."
To the inquiry of the beloved boy, the girl nodded ready.
Even in response to Lars, who told me he loved me, Krista told me everything about herself by squeezing all her courage.