Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 399.2: Just Like In the Stories (2)

Teresa watched Roel’s departing silhouette with a smile. It was only when he finally disappeared that she turned her gaze toward the bend by the corner of the street. An armored silhouette finally walked out from the bend.

“Did he notice me?”

Likely so. Your aura is far too unique. 

Teresa answered with a helpless look on her face.

William quietly walked over to the table and took a seat. She stared at the spot Roel had seated on just a moment ago with pensive eyes. 

On the other hand, Teresa revealed a reassured smile. 

She had been trying her best to understand what kind of person Roel was through their encounters thus far. Today’s conversation only happened because she was confident that he wouldn’t accept William’s sacrifice. She, too, didn’t want to see William becoming a scapegoat for another person, even if the other party was the descendant of the legendary Ardes. 

She had seen how William, despite being born as a lofty princess, was forced to cast aside her honor and don heavy armor due to the prophecy, unable to show her face to anyone. Day after day, she had to withstand the unbearable pain inflicted on her by the armor and undergo torturous training, all so she could die for another person’s stead. 

It pained Teresa to see all of this. 

She saw William as her own younger sister, and none of this seemed right to her. 

Why was it that she, the Hextongue Princess, was able to enjoy luxuries and receive the respect of the people whereas the real princess couldn’t even put on a skirt?

That was why she took the initiative to inform Roel of the matter, but to her surprise, the latter responded even more intensely than she had expected. It even jolted the heart of William, who had rushed all the way here to stop her upon realizing what she was going to do. 

How is it, Mina? Are you happy with his response? I told you that he wouldn’t leave you to the lurch.

“What is there to be happy about? Something like this is merely…”

William lowered her head as her voice slowly faded amidst murmurs. Teresa smiled at that. 

Isn’t this fin

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