To the Love Born in the Lowest Place-Chapter 145

"Ah, sister..."

Hildegard stopped in front of Liv as if collapsing and grasped both of Liv’s hands. As if she would never let Liv go again, her nails dug into Liv’s hands to the point of stinging.

"Sister, I was really worried, I... sob..."

As Hildegard couldn’t stop crying, Liv first brought Hildegard and Walter into the house provided by the villagers.

"Where have you been all this time, Brother?"

"We’ve been staying with Viscount Wolfe. Now the Wolfe family has come up to the capital and is joining the rebellion."

"And you, sister...?"

As Hildegard asked while wiping her tears, Liv answered with a smile.

"I was swept away by the waves to the Kingdom of Ashur."

"What? The Kingdom of Ashur?"

"Yes. As you know, it’s a polytheistic country, so I could reveal my power there and receive hospitality. The people there helped me learn many things. As a result, I was able to return here."

"My goodness, the Kingdom of Ashur... I’ve only heard of it."

"I’ve only seen Ashurian merchants once or twice when I was staying in the Merna Empire."

They expressed surprise at Liv’s words that she had gone to the Kingdom of Ashur. It was natural since the Kingdom of Ashur was a completely unfamiliar country to them.

"I’m going to the imperial palace. To reclaim my place."

"I’ll go with you, sister. I’ll fulfill my duty too. Oh, have you heard about Duke Lartman?"

"Yes, I heard he started a rebellion and is conducting a siege in the capital."

"That’s right, Duke Lartman is gradually occupying the capital starting from the outskirts. Currently, the rebel side seems to have the upper hand. Especially with the rumors about your identity spreading, Liv."

The two decided to join Liv’s procession. If the Saint and the eldest son of Hamelsvoort followed Liv, the status of the procession she led would be even higher. Despite being exhausted, they talked all night without sleeping properly.

The next day, Hildegard and Walter walked together, standing on either side behind Liv. When someone questioned Hildegard’s presence, Hildegard answered with a smiling face.

"I, Saintess Hildegard Hamelsvoort, have decided to join this procession to support Liv Gracia."

"Ah...!"

Although the Saintess had now lost her position, to the people, Hildegard was still the Holy Church’s saintess who cared for the poor and struggling imperial citizens. Because of this, even more people joined the procession.

When the sun was at its highest point, suddenly the sky began to vibrate. As if it was about to spit something out. And then...

My child, Gracia has returned.

What resounded from the sky was just that voice alone. But it clearly had a profound influence.

"Ooh!"

People who heard the voice of God for the first time prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling, and their eyes full of reverence turned towards Liv. Now no one could accuse Liv of being a witch or a fake saintess. No, even that stigma seemed to acknowledge Liv’s existence.

And due to the Supreme God’s voice heard from the sky, various events began to unfold in the capital.

* * *

"Our family also wants to support with soldiers!"

"Our family too..."

As servants and letters sent by nobles poured in, Hayden smiled slightly. After the voice was heard from the sky, it seemed all the nobles had sensed who the winner of this war would be. Nobles who had been on the Emperor’s side began to slowly withdraw and sent letters of apology to the Lartman side, while nobles who had maintained neutrality flocked to Lartman.

The holy knights of the temple became even more motivated.

"We have been silent until now, but we will no longer be silent."

"We will do what the temple ought to do!"

Ordinary imperial citizens also began to actively come forward.

"The savior who will save us from under the tyrant August is coming!"

"Have you heard the rumor? They say August tried to kill Lady Gracia. I heard he drove her out of this country."

"Ha, but in the end, one cannot go against the will of the Supreme God."

Public sentiment was also leaning towards Gracia. Citizens living in the capital hung flags used during the previous Gracia imperial family outside their homes as a sign of support. There were so many that even the imperial knights couldn’t control it.

Everything was announcing Liv’s victory.

* * *

Liv’s footsteps walking along the road did not stop. Although she should have been tired from walking for so long, her steps felt even lighter with Hildegard and Walter accompanying her. Even the people following her said they didn’t feel tired because they were with Lady Gracia, which seemed to Liv to be just a psychological effect, but she still felt grateful to those who believed in and followed her so much.

However, throughout the journey, only one person filled Liv’s mind.

’Emmett...’

When Liv used to follow him around in the past, Hildegard once asked Liv why she liked him so much. At that time, Hildegard seemed not to understand her love. No, perhaps others also couldn’t understand Liv’s absolute love. Her love seemed so enormous and dangerous, as if it would swallow her whole.

But Liv couldn’t forget the person who was the only one by her side when she was the most insignificant being. She couldn’t forget the first conversation she had with him. She couldn’t forget how sweet it felt when he called her name.

Even as Liv gradually learned human thinking, her love alone would not change.

While thinking about Emmett, she suddenly thought she could hear his voice.

"Liv...!"

Was she hearing things because she missed him so much?

Liv raised her head. Her steps stopped involuntarily. Standing in front of Liv, Emmett was looking at her with reddened eyes.

"Is it really..."

Is it really Emmett? Is it not some kind of hallucination? As Liv stretched out her trembling hand, Emmett’s large hand immediately grabbed Liv’s hand. At that warmth, Liv finally collapsed.

"Emmett..."

He was her only love, whom she had missed so desperately.

Tears flowed down Liv’s cheeks. Liv couldn’t understand why she was crying. But she just tried to look at Emmett even through her blurred vision.

"You... don’t know how much I’ve been looking for you."

Emmett was also crying as he said that. Hildegard opened her mouth as if surprised to see this. Walter frowned as if he was displeased about something. But ignoring their reactions, Liv and Emmett’s gazes were focused only on each other.

"Ah..."

"Where on earth have you been..."

Finally, Emmett pulled Liv strongly into his arms. Liv buried her face in his chest as she embraced him. It was a familiar broad embrace. Liv wrapped her hands over his back where she could feel his muscles. How long she had waited for this day.

"I was really, really worried. Why do you make me worry so much? Do you know how much you’ve done wrong..."

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Liv continued, stammering. Her small body trembled as she cried profusely. Emmett embraced Liv’s body even more tightly.

"There was something I couldn’t tell you... I thought I had lost you just like that."

"I’m sorry. I won’t leave again..."

Emmett had worried about her. That fact at least seemed certain. She also knew how upright and affectionate a person Emmett was. So Liv thought it wasn’t strange that his concern was directed towards her.

Emmett separated his body and stared straight into Liv’s eyes. He seemed to have a lot he wanted to say to her. And it was the same for Liv. They gazed into each other’s eyes for a long time. Like people who could understand each other’s true feelings just by that alone.

"I went to... the Kingdom of Ashur. Because the people there believe in multiple gods, I revealed my power. The royalty there helped me a lot. Really... I stayed peacefully without anything happening."

Even as he listened to her stuttering words meant to reassure him, Emmett was still crying. Seeing that, Liv thought her chest felt somewhat painful. She didn’t want to see him cry.

"Why are you crying so much..."

"It’s because I’m relieved. You’re crying too, you know."

Emmett reached out and wiped Liv’s eyes. Only then did her blurred vision become a little clearer. The face Liv loved became more distinct.

* * *

That night too, a villager provided Liv with lodging, and Emmett entered the same room with Liv and began talking. It was a small room, but they didn’t mind. They had spent time together in places far more terrible than this.

"I heard you started a rebellion. Because you were framed as the culprit who killed Princess Louisa..."

When Liv said that, Emmett shook his head.

"No, that’s not why I started the rebellion."

"Then..."

"I wanted to give the imperial throne to you, who would return to my side."

"Ah..."

Liv’s mouth opened involuntarily. Emmett touched Liv’s lips with his hand as if he found that sight lovable, and continued speaking.

"I wanted to restore your place. Because this is all I can do for you."

"You’ve already done so much for me."

"No, it’s still not enough. You deserve to enjoy much more. I’d like to say I could perform miracles for you if I could, but it’s actually you, Liv, who performs miracles. The only realistic thing I can do for you is just to bring you the imperial throne."

It wasn’t something that should be described as ’just’. However, instead of answering those words, Liv only grasped Emmett’s hand more tightly.

"When this is over, I have something I want to tell you."