To the Love Born in the Lowest Place-Chapter 144

Originally, the atmosphere in the imperial palace tended to fluctuate according to its master’s mood, but this time it was severe. The mood of the palace’s master, which had soared to the sky when Liv Lartman disappeared, plummeted after Duke Lartman’s rebellion. Therefore, the head chamberlain’s hand opening the door was more cautious than anything.

"Your Majesty, I have a report."

At the words of the head chamberlain who bowed his head, August frowned. Nothing good had ever happened when the head chamberlain spoke like that.

"They say Liv Lartman has returned."

"What?"

At those words, August stood up abruptly with shock in his eyes. Of course, August had expected that she would return to this land someday. Because she never dies. But he didn’t know her return would be this fast. He thought she wouldn’t be able to return quickly unless she luckily fell into a country of the Holy Church, but how on earth did she manage it?

"It is said that Liv Lartman is currently walking towards the capital. I heard that after she showed miracles, many people are following her."

"Damn it!"

A statue next to August fell sideways, making a loud noise. The head chamberlain inwardly vowed to find the stupid servant who put a statue in that place. However, he still had more to say.

"W-We had buried it well with other rumors... but it’s said that rumors about the Supreme God’s voice speaking ominous words about Your Majesty are spreading again..."

August spread rumors about the white witch not only to check Liv but also to block rumors about the Supreme God’s voice heard from the sky. Many imperial citizens would have heard that voice that day, but commoners are originally foolish beings who don’t act unless their superiors do. When August mentioned new meritorious families and subdued the nobles, the commoners also quieted down. Taking advantage of that gap, he created new rumors about the white witch to completely divert their attention elsewhere...

"Are there no rumors about Liv Lartman?"

"P-People are now calling her ’Liv Gracia’, they say."

The servant stood quietly with his hands folded, waiting for August’s orders. Finally, August glared at the servant with green eyes blazing with anger and gave his order.

"Send soldiers to capture her. Make sure to tell them that she doesn’t die anyway. She must be captured alive and imprisoned in Abgrund."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

At that moment, a servant approached and passed something to the head chamberlain. The head chamberlain who received it approached August and handed him a letter.

"Your Majesty, a letter has arrived from the Kingdom of Aila-Hora."

"Oh, yes!"

He had requested military support from the Kingdom of Aila-Hora. If their forces intervene, they could crush the rebels. Having maintained good relations with the Kingdom of Aila-Hora so far, he opened the letter with a face full of expectation.

However, the contents of the letter that followed were not what he was waiting for. Among the many flowery phrases, two sentences containing the core stood out clearly.

[Unfortunately, it seems we won’t be able to send you support troops.

Soon there will be a national founding ceremony in our country, and the soldiers are busy preparing for the national event.]

"What is this!"

It was a transparent lie. What’s so important about a founding ceremony that they can’t send soldiers? There must definitely be another reason!

He scrutinized the letter with snake-like eyes, and finally realized why his request for support had been rejected.

"The Merna Empire!"

August had heard that Liv Gracia had acted as an advisor to a prince there, and eventually made him the Crown Prince. Moreover, the Crown Prince had now become Emperor.

It seemed that the Merna Empire had pressured the Kingdom of Aila-Hora in advance. Damn, it was his mistake. If he had known that Liv Lartman would be doing such things in the Merna Empire, he would have blocked the ports earlier.

While the head chamberlain, sensing danger from August’s angry face, was quietly looking for a way to slip out, a thunderous voice burst from his mouth.

"Tell them to capture that girl immediately! Send many soldiers, as people might try to stop them!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Watching the back of the departing head chamberlain, August gritted his teeth. He will definitely imprison that thing that interferes with his life in Abgrund again.

* * *

While August was raging at the name of Liv Gracia, there was another person whose complexion changed at the news.

"You say Liv has returned?"

The sound of metal clashing rang out as a sword fell to the floor. But Philip didn’t care about such things and was just reporting what he had heard to his master.

"Yes, it’s said that a procession following Lady Liv is coming to the capital. I think they might meet our soldiers in a few days."

"Liv...!"

Emmett sat down with excitement in his eyes. His face seemed to contain both ecstasy and deep longing.

"Didn’t I tell you that Madam would definitely return safely?"

Philip said that, but Emmett didn’t seem to be listening to his words.

"I must go meet Liv right away."

As he said that and stood up, Philip was startled and tried to dissuade him. It seemed that if left alone, his master would really abandon the battlefield and run to his wife.

"No, where are you going? You’re the one who needs to command the soldiers here."

"Liv needs me."

"The soldiers need you too, Your Grace."

Philip tried to persuade Emmett by saying that, but he knew his master wouldn’t listen to him. Emmett was the most stubborn person when it came to his wife. For some reason unknown, he had been obsessed with Liv Hamelsvoort since some day.

"By the way, I heard that Madam called herself ’Liv Gracia’, perhaps..."

"That’s right."

As Emmett nodded readily, surprise filled Philip’s eyes.

"Is Madam really a descendant of the Gracia family?"

"Yes. August imprisoned my wife in Abgrund, but Liv escaped from there and met me. Now there’s nothing left to hide."

"Ah...!"

Philip inhaled in surprise. It was truly full of surprises. The fake saintess who was ignored in social circles became the Duchess of Lartman. Moreover, now it was revealed that she was a descendant of the Gracia family who received the love of the Supreme God. He was curious to see the faces of other nobles who would hear this news.

"Then will Madam become the Emperor?"

"Yes, I will restore my wife to her original position."

Until now, he thought the Duke himself was fighting to ascend the imperial throne, but in fact, it was the Duchess who would become Emperor. However, since the imperial position would be more solidified just by having someone with guaranteed bloodline become Emperor, Philip thought positively of this.

"Anyway, that’s why I need to go meet my wife."

"W-Wait a moment, Your Grace! You still need to stay here..."

The problem now was that his master seemed about to leave this battlefield right away. While Philip was arguing with Emmett trying to stop him, a red-haired man entered the tent.

"Have you heard the news about my master?"

"I heard. There’s no time to waste. I’m going to meet Liv."

"Aha, so that’s why you’re like this."

Hayden looked at Philip holding Emmett with an understanding face. Hayden’s face also contained joy at Liv’s return.

"Yes, I’ve always believed in my master... I’ve always imagined the day she would return so magnificently and reclaim her original position..."

Hayden’s voice was ecstatic as he said that.

"Well, as much as I’d like to go meet my master right away..."

Hayden leaned on the table and glanced at Emmett.

"You should go, Duke."

"...What?"

"I’m saying I’ll take charge of this battlefield instead, so go meet my master."

At those words, Emmett’s face became a little surprised. He thought Hayden would run off to meet Liv right away.

Of course, Hayden was already playing an important role in this war, and was someone Emmett could trust more than anyone. If Emmett left, he was fit to take command of the war instead.

"You’re saying you’ll stay here?"

"Yes, it seems you’re the one my master needs more."

Emmett froze at those words, then quickly picked up the sword that had fallen to the floor and sheathed it at his waist with lightning speed.

"Then I’ll leave things to you here. I’ll bring Liv back safely, so please take care of things until then."

"Ah, yes..."

Hayden waved his hand casually towards Emmett.

"Please take good care of my master."

* * *

Although the night was deepening, Liv continued to walk. Her soles were scraped and blistered, but this would be resolved after a night’s sleep anyway. Liv had faster healing abilities than others.

"L-Lady Gracia! Please stay at our house!"

A woman approached and said with a trembling voice. Liv gave a faint smile. Many people followed Liv, and they tried to help her in any way they could. Seeing the miracles Liv performed, they thought she would naturally become the Emperor of the new era. Whenever Liv passed by, villagers provided food and places to rest for the people in the procession. This was why Liv could head towards the capital without much difficulty.

"Then I’ll accept your offer."

As Liv followed her towards the house, a familiar voice was heard from afar.

"Liv!"

"Sister!"

Ah, at that unforgettable voice, Liv’s head turned quickly. And what she faced was...

"Hilda! Brother!"

Hildegard with a face messy with tears, and Walter with a gentle smile were approaching. The moment she laid eyes on them, Liv’s mouth curved into a smile filled with joy.