Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects! Chapter 49: Goodbye, My Love

"Thea Constance…"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"I think I'm having difficulty breathing…"

"That's right, Your Majesty."

"Am I imagining things? This thing that's extending from my chest… is your sword?"

"That's right, Your Majesty."

"…Why?"

"I don't expect your forgiveness, Your Majesty, but I love you."

"I was reborn… more than 900 times and defeated countless enemies. Finally, I'm about to succeed with this final step... but you're stabbing me to death?! Tell me... is this how you love me?!"

"That's right."

"…Why?!"

"I can't watch you sacrifice yourself to save us."

"And that's why you're killing me?"

"You'll be reborn again."

"…"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. You still have a chance. Everything here will be destroyed. However, you will head to the next world. When you get there, you will meet another me. All I want to tell you is that no matter how many times you experience life and death, my love for you will never change."

"Constance, you've disappointed me completely…"

"You have the right to be angry, Your Majesty."

"Even you are so stupid…"

"I won't refute you."

"I'm finally seeing it clearly… all of you Imperial Guards… are traitors!"

"Goodbye, Rayne, my love…"

…

Rayne had a dream. In the dream, he saw his past self.

He died time and again and was resurrected time and again.

He was enraged, broke down, went crazy, despaired, finally compromised and lost his feelings.

All his joys and sorrows lost their meaning after a long time, until… he arrived at the end of that world that made his heart ache physically and literally.

Then, Rayne woke up.

He felt as though he was lying on a pillow with an exquisite texture.

It should be someone's thigh.

Furthermore, judging from its flexibility and size… it did not belong to Constance.

Thereafter, Rayne vaguely heard the conversation between Constance and Hela.

Hela said, "This sword is really interesting. It doesn't absorb elements or react with magic.

Furthermore, its power can only be released in your hands. Thea, do you know the origin of this

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