
"Teacher," cut Stella off, then stared intently at Jesriel. "Say, I need it to survive," he repeated in a cold tone, penetrating the minds of the two men.
Hearing the resolute and authoritative words of his disciple, Jesriel could not stop him. Instead, he sighed and smiled.
"If you say that, what can I do?" he said with a resigned tone. "In that case, allow me as your trainer to choose a good sword for you!" continue with passion.
"No need, Master," interrupted Stella as she shook her head.
Jesriel looked at him with a questioning look, but Stella ignored him, then her gaze turned to Rielle.
"I have my own weapon. I don't want to buy weapons here, but I want to have Uncle Rielle make them special for me!"
'Because this weapon is one of my supports for survival, ' Stella said in her heart.
Of course, as one of his life supporters, that weapon should not be owned by anyone!
Rielle looked at the little girl before her with a slightly surprised look. There was a strange gleam in his eyes when he looked at the little girl, as if he had found something special inside the little girl in front of him. After which, Rielle nodded.
"My shop will never disappoint the customers, just leave it to me" he said in a reassuring tone.
Stella just looked at him, but did not reply. However, deep inside, he felt a deep sense of satisfaction towards the middle-aged man. That's what he's looking for to make his weapon.
Moments later, Stella and Rielle discuss the weapon Stella wants, while Jesriel waits for Stella on an empty bench inside the store.
According to Rielle's observations, Stella wanted a weapon that was sword-shaped, light, strong, resistant to attack, and not long in shape. After writing down the sword traits that Stella wanted, Rielle said that she would look for materials to make the weapon.
After that, Rielle asked if Stella wanted some kind of hue in the hilt of her sword or not, and Stella replied with a small nod.
"I want the handle of the sword to have a golden rose" replied Stella.
Hearing Stella's reply, Rielle was of course shocked. The golden-coloured rose pattern is the epitome of the Evergard Royal family. That meant, the little girl before him was a member of the royal family. Then, Rielle asked if Stella wanted to add anything else to her weapon or not, and Stella again replied with a soft nod.
"Because my weapon looks like a sword, I want it on the blade of the sword, it says "Stella Elliathania Elliot Evergard" in gold. Make it easy for anyone to read."
"Alright―wait," interrupted Rielle.
He looked at Stella with a confused look, while his forehead shriveled deeply.
"Stella Elliathania Elliot Evergard?" repeat with a confused tone, then shake. "I've never heard that name. Who's she?"
Hearing someone ask about her, Stella's gaze decreased and turned wistful, her cold and flat face faded, replaced with a deep lonely expression that appeared on her face.
"She .. is a person of value to me" Stella finally replied, saying it was as if Stella Elliathania Elliot Evergard was someone else, when in fact it was herself.
Then, Stella's previously declining gaze now became firm, she no longer looked sad and lonely.
"I live for him, and for him. That's why, I want to present that weapon to him."
Rays of firmness and constancy flashed in his eyes.
'In addition, I bahab live to go home, and to return to myself, return to be Stella Elliathania Elliot Evergard, the youngest child of the Evergard Royal family in the modern world,' stella in her heart.
He misses everything. That was why, he had to return to his world!
Meanwhile, Rielle who saw the firmness in the eyes of the little girl immediately got a spark of an extraordinary idea.
'Although I had never heard of the name, but I knew that the person must have been very valuable to the little girl, ' her inner self, then smiled, her gaze still loyal to Stella. 'Besides, this kid has something special. I wanted to recruit him.'
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After a long discussion with Rielle, Stella left because soon lunch will arrive. If she does not come home at lunchtime, Suzy and the other waiters may be worried and looking for her, so Stella is forced to leave.
Stella gave Rielle her address if the weapon she ordered was ready. Afterwards, Stella and Jesriel run through Rielle's gun shop. Upon arriving in front of the store, Stella's view was accidentally met with a sheet of paper taped to the wall of a nearby store.
[From, new member for the "Eternal Flame" Paid Army Agent". His vision was to have the element of fire magic, not age restricted. Its address.].
Attractively.
That's what Stella thought when she skimmed the contents of the sheet. Then, unbeknownst to Jesriel, Stella pulled the sheet out of place, rolled it up, and slipped it into her sleeves. After which, Stella walked behind Jesriel towards the palace carriage, as if nothing had happened before.
...―――...
"Are you sure?" asked an old man, his hair was white.
His eyes were red, but his old age did not fade his good looks. His eagle eyes looked at his "arms" with a serious look.
"I hope you're not joking" he continued in a sharp tone.
His confidant immediately nodded stiffly.
"I'm not lying, Chief. I felt something special inside him, this feeling I also felt when I first met you" he replied.
"No way," the old man said in a tone of disbelief. "Before a hundred years later, apart from me, there will never be anyone born with red eyes. Perhaps, your guess this time missed."
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The chariot that Stella and Jesriel boarded had arrived at the Palace of Everstell. Before his sword trainer came home, Stella took the time to let Jesriel enter his palace to just entertain. When Stella stepped her foot towards the door of her palace, she felt that the guard around her palace seemed to be tightened.
What happened before?
Thinking of what would happen in his palace when he and Jesriel went to the capital, Stella felt an unkind premonition. Suddenly, his mind centers on one person, Suzy.
After that, Stella dared herself open the door of her palace. When the door opened, it would be a surprise to Stella when her purple eyes looked at each other with the purple eyes of someone who was inside her palace.
That person ... is in his palace!
King Shavir!
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TBCS!