Chapter 39 (1/2)

The Reincarnated Princess’s Literature Review (2)

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I’ve been scowling at the book a little under two hours now, vertical lines carved intomy brain and eyes

I stretched and rolled my head around to loosen the stiffness in my shoulders

I wasthe furrows between my brohen the back of my chair–which happened to be my father, spoke

“Could you understand it?”

He was so quiet, I had forgotten he was there Man, my ability to react esome

“In truth, only a little”

“Tell lance at me, his face turned away

I thought about it as I replied, “The peace we know of, e in no small part to the sacrifices of our forebears”

“I don’t care for your opinion”

I paused “Is that so”

He was quick to cut ht into my words

I seethed, but did not argue I had to ad an opinion essay

“I understand there is a possibility the Dark Lord’s poere dependent on his hosts”

According to the book, our forebears decided that destroying the Dark Lord was an impossible task, so they searched for a way to seal him off instead But even the method they sacrificed so much to create was imperfect and the Dark Lord revived many times

Over the course of countless fierce battles I believe they were eventually able to fabricate a stronger seal, but until that happened ithell It took hioes

It seemed, however, with every instance the Dark Lord revived he was never ith of power

“In the nightmare era where half the continent turned to scorched earth, his host was a renoizard Tracing the hueneration to the ones before even that, I was lead to wonder if perhaps the Dark Lord ath”

“That’s right”

Father closed the book in his hands and turned to look at me

“Magic was necessary to oppose the Dark Lord, but taking anyone with strong amble”

I looked down solemnly, silent

All those people turned into hoststheir bodies used to drive their loved ones and their kingdoround

They held powers capable of opposing the Dark Lord, but because of that they were turned on the world

Huh?

There was so

What was it? It was i

I was deeply lost in thought when my father said, “Well, then,” and I suddenly felt attacked by suffocation

“Uguhh?!” I shrieked

“As I said earlier, I’m off to bed”

“E-even so, please don’t grab me by the back of my neck!”

With the candlestick in one hand and the scruff of my neck in the other, my father left the room

The moment ere outside, I was dropped

This–this asshole

I questioned the way he grabbed his young daughter by the neck like a kitten even though she begged him not to At least show some hesitation!

I glared at him reproachfully, but he was unconcerned

After locking the library, father turned for his cha a cat or a dog away

I was pissed, but snapping here would prove extremely immature

“Thank you for sparing time for me Please excuse me”

I bowed my head and left

But don’t think it ends here

Just wait, Father I’ll definitely get back at you, with interest

The sight of reeted me upon my exit

I was guilty of keeping hi, but not an inch of slack was shown in his posture He stood alert and coreen eyes as he kept unceasing vigilance reminded me that yes, come to think of it, he was actually a man of influence

But in the next second, his firently as he happily addressed me with lips curved, fierce features softened

It was easy to see his joy

“Princess Rosemarie!”

Why was he such a faithful dog?

I flinched away from his enthusiasm

For a moment I worried how I should respond, but I walked on brusquely, no change in expression

“I have returned”

“Yes!”

He only said one word, but it made me question what he was so happy about

I could alrand named Taro, and his reactions whenever I took him on the chore of a walk reminded me of Klaus now

The difference between the tas that I couldn’t see Klaus as cute Anything but that

Hey, as it that said ‘tsundere’?

As I walked back to –who happened to be ht back to the Dark Lord’s description

I didn’t want to put off as many of my worries as I could until the next day I wanted to unravel the puzzle by the end of the day

“Princess Rosemarie”

The biggest piece of inforained was the fact that the Dark Lord ath of his hosts

It wasn’t definite, but the possibility was quite large

“Princess Rosemarie, are you not cold?”

“I’m fine”

No known figure existed for how much the Dark Lord amplified, but if that number was a hundredfold, for example, a host with a power of one then became a hundred, and a hundred became ten thousand