Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 501.1: I Won’t Abandon You (1)

When the tides of darkness flooded in and covered the sky, in the Diamond Rivière, Charlotte lay weakly on the bed looking frailer than ever, as if she would disappear at any moment. Her fists were slightly clenched as if trying to fight against the onslaught of the curse.

She looked at the black-haired man seated by the bed with narrowed eyes, speaking words filled with nervousness but certainty.

“Is it finally appearing?”

“… It’s heading here.”

“I see… Cough cough!”

Charlotte looked somewhat nervous as she stared at Roel, but she started coughing before she could say anything. At the same time, the guards outside fell deathly silent under the immense pressure that had suddenly befallen them.

Roel wasn’t surprised by the situation outside at all. Having confronted these calamitous ancient monsters numerous times now, he was more familiar than anyone how intimidating they were. It was just that what he felt this time around wasn’t fear but swelling rage.

In the last few days, Charlotte’s curse had acted up with much greater frequency. The cunning monster was clearly hoping to weaken them as much as possible through its curse before their confrontation.

As a result, Charlotte’s condition fell to its worst-ever state since she caught the curse, hinging on the edge of eternal sleep. Despite being in such a poor condition, her eyes only reflected deep worry for the man before her.

“Darling, are you going to fight with that monster?”

“… Yes. It fears the Crown Origin Attribute. I have to go. I am the one who can fight it.”

“But darling, you aren’t in a good state.”

“…”

Roel fell silent in response to Charlotte’s question, but his eyes were unwavering.

Seeing that, Charlotte didn’t say anything else. She mustered her strength to stretch her hand toward him, but it plopped down halfway through as she ran out of strength. Fortunately, Roel quickly reached out and grabbed her arm before it could fall down.

He placed her hand against his cheek, and she smiled weakly at that.

“Darling, can you promise me something?” she asked

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