To the Love Born in the Lowest Place-Chapter 150

It was Walter who sensed the strange atmosphere between the two.

’This doesn’t look good.’

Walter thought as he watched Liv and Hildegard walking silently. He was quite skilled at reading people’s emotions, and he could tell that both Liv and Hildegard were not in a good mood.

’Liv’s depression is probably because of the Viscount Wolfe issue.’

Yes, Liv could be understood that way. But...

’Hildegard is completely incomprehensible.’

While fleeing together, Walter had spent a long time with Hildegard. During that time, Walter had learned many things about Hildegard.

First, Hildegard adapts extremely quickly to given situations. Just as she acted like an excellent noble lady within a few weeks of coming to the Hamelsvoort mansion, Hildegard easily adapted even after the Hamelsvoort family fell. She didn’t seem to have any resentment or sense of injustice about losing everything.

Second, Hildegard is quick-witted. Well, this wasn’t strange considering Hildegard’s past.

Lastly, Hildegard has almost no desires. Like many other people, Hildegard gladly accepted good things when given, but she didn’t seem to have any desire to have better things.

-Hildegard, don’t worry. I’ll get your position back for you.

In fact, a situation like a family falling from grace was nothing to Walter. He had experienced even more terrible hardships in the repeating time. So when he said that for Hildegard who would be flustered by this situation, Hildegard answered in a calm voice:

-Well, it’s okay. I can live like this.

-You can’t keep living as a wanderer like this, can you? If you get your position back, is there anything you want to do?

-I just need to be able to live. That’s enough for me.

-...

In a different way from Liv, Hildegard was a difficult person to understand. Walter lamented for a moment about why his two younger sisters were not ordinary.

As Walter continued walking in the awkwardness lingering between the three, someone shouted from the crowd.

"Hilda!"

Hildegard reflexively turned her head at that voice, and after confirming who had called her, she shouted as if screaming.

"John!"

The person who called Hildegard was a man with a dirty appearance and shaggy beard. Mingled among the slum dwellers who had come out to watch Liv’s procession, he didn’t look like a man doing honest work no matter how you looked at him. If Walter had met him alone while walking, he would have quietly stepped aside.

But Hildegard ran to him without a moment’s hesitation.

"Oh my, John! You recognized me?"

"Of course, how could I not recognize you?"

Hildegard shouted to Walter and Liv in an excited voice.

"He was my friend when I was staying here! Oh my, I thought you had died when I lost contact with you one day..."

"Well, I had to go into hiding for a long time after messing with something belonging to a high-ranking person."

"I see..."

Walter and Liv waited for a moment to let Hildegard greet him.

"Hilda, I heard long ago that you were chosen as a saintess. So, how’s noble life?"

"I’m not even a noble anymore. Haven’t you heard the rumors that the Hamelsvoort family fell?"

Hildegard’s voice as she said that had become slightly sharp. However, the man called John continued speaking with a face that didn’t seem to mind at all.

"Well, anyway, you’ve become a much more amazing person than before, right?"

"There’s not much difference now."

"Still, you’re the saintess of the Supreme God."

"Not anymore..."

At that moment, interrupting Hildegard’s words, a group of people ran towards her.

"Oh, Saintess!"

"The Saintess has come!"

Hildegard raised her head with a bewildered face, then sighed as if recognizing them.

"Ah, you all..."

"Thanks to you, Saintess, when you came to the slums long ago, my illness was cured."

"It wasn’t a serious illness, really."

"You shared food with us."

"It was my duty."

However, they were busy praising her as if they couldn’t hear Hildegard’s words. Watching this scene, John smiled and said:

"See, you’ve become an excellent saintess."

"Ah...!"

For a moment, as if realizing something, Hildegard’s blue eyes shone. Soon, a stream of tears began to flow from her moist blue eyes.

Hildegard was a bit dazed.

The slums that had somehow made her feel inferior in front of Liv, but now people appeared there welcoming her. She felt bewildered, and also embarrassed thinking about doing this in front of the procession following Liv. This was a situation she had never expected. Among the people constantly thanking Hildegard, John continued speaking.

"Hilda, you’re still a saintess now."

"Me...?"

"To these people, only you are the saintess."

Rather than Liv Gracia, who seemed distant as the material for an emperor, the person who seemed closer and more amazing to them was Hildegard Hamelsvoort who had helped them before.

"I was, I was just lucky... Just chosen by the Supreme God..."

When Hildegard said that out of embarrassment, John’s face became incredulous.

"Then would the Supreme God have chosen just anyone? Of course, they would have chosen someone worthy of becoming a saintess."

"Uh..."

"You showed signs of being a saintess since childhood."

"Me?"

"Yes, there was no one as kind as you in this rotten alley."

"But I did many dirty things to survive..."

"Every time, you cried with regret."

At John’s gaze that seemed to see through her, Hildegard momentarily stopped breathing.

"You didn’t think bad deeds were natural. Hey, the fact that you remember what you did is proof that you’re kind. I don’t remember anything about what I’ve done in my life."

"Ah..."

Did she really become a saintess because she was worthy of being one? Not just being used for Liv?

"You haven’t changed, Hilda. You’ve been a saintess from when you were born until now, continuously."

The moment she heard those words, a storm began to rage in Hildegard’s world that had always been calm. It flows quickly. It matches the speed of others. And finally...

Hildegard heard an auditory hallucination like some kind of explosion. It was the sound of the wall that Hildegard had firmly built in her heart breaking.

She was no longer ashamed of being born in the slums. No matter where she grew up, she was a ’saintess’.

Soon, Hildegard’s blue eyes shone with heat. She turned her head and quietly looked at Liv.

"Sister, please help me."

Liv was glad to see Hildegard showing energy for the first time in a while, as she had shown more depressed expressions and passive attitudes since joining the group.

"What can I help you with?"

"I want to reclaim my position as a saintess."

Yes, Saintess Hildegard was not just a human born for Liv. The role of saintess was a mission Hildegard had from birth.

"Please help me reclaim my position as a saintess. I too will help you by your side as a saintess."

Although she had vowed to help Liv before, this was different from then. If Hildegard’s help to Liv in the past was out of duty, now she decided to help Liv of her own will.

"Alright, Hilda."

Liv nodded while gazing at Hildegard with her pale pink eyes.

"You will reclaim your position. The rightful position that was given to you from the beginning."

They were on the side of the gods, but they were not passive humans who simply followed fate submissively.

Hildegard Hamelsvoort believed in her destiny.

And for that destiny, Hildegard decided to pave the way herself.

* * *

The tiresome siege finally came to an end.

"Waaah!"

"Throw down your weapons and surrender!"

The gates of the imperial palace opened wide. The imperial soldiers who had been attacking Lartman’s soldiers from the castle walls were busy fleeing in confusion. Taking advantage of this gap, Lartman’s soldiers poured into the imperial palace like a flood.

Hayden and the knights succeeded in infiltrating through the secret passage of the imperial palace and opening the gates from the inside. Once the gates were opened from within, there was no way left for the imperial army to defend.

While the imperial soldiers were trying to flee from the castle and Lartman’s soldiers were trying to subdue them, Emmett entered the imperial palace along with other knights.

As they went further inside, the expressions gradually disappeared among the knights with tense faces. There were no minimal troops or servants visible inside the imperial palace. It seemed true that those who could flee had already fled. Even the occasional maids who appeared were busy prostrating themselves on the floor and begging for their lives when they saw Emmett at the lead.

Emmett headed somewhere without hesitation. There was only one place where August could be.

The room that symbolizes the Emperor’s power, more splendid than anything else inside the imperial palace, and August’s most beloved room.

It was the Sun Room.

The doors of the Sun Room were wide open. The eyes of the knights entering for the first time wavered at the splendor that ordinary people would find hard to imagine, but soon they pretended to be calm.

"Hahaha!"

As soon as Emmett set foot inside, laughter was heard. August was sitting on the imperial throne as always. Like someone who never doubted that he would come down from the throne.

"August Steinberg."

"My dog has finally come to bite me."

August mocked Emmett’s appearance, but he didn’t listen. He couldn’t be careless and ruin things after coming this far. Emmett nodded to the knights, and the knights quickly approached August and bound him. Even the imperial guards were gone, so there was no one to stop them.

"Are you going to kill me?"

At August’s question, Emmett shook his head.

"Killing you is Gracia’s role. I’m just her servant."

"You, a servant."

Hearing those words, August laughed out loud.

"How bold of you, who caused the death of Wolfe, Gracia’s real servant, to say that."

At those words, Emmett stopped moving.

’Wolfe...’

Emmett had constantly regretted that he shouldn’t have captured that man. Hendricks Wolfe was a rebel that Emmett had captured in front of Abgrund. At the same time, he was also Liv’s servant who lost his life trying to save Liv.

Emmett still hadn’t been able to tell Liv about that fact. He knew he had done wrong, but he became afraid when he thought about incurring Liv’s resentment.

"By now, Liv Gracia must know too. I told everyone that you killed Viscount Wolfe."

"...I see."

Emmett nodded slowly like a convict receiving a death sentence. Yes, Liv would have found out someday. It just happened to be now... Emmett decided to accept the future that would befall him. August giggled as he watched Emmett’s attitude.

"You have committed many sins against your wife. Bringing me relics for ancient magic, killing Viscount Wolfe, and on top of that..."

Shocking words flowed from August’s mouth.

"You made your wife infertile yourself."