I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 1038

“Miss Verafia… and Brother Lord.”
Silver plant’s beautiful hair was combed very neatly, like the white snow that first melted on the high mountains of the snow dome, flowing down. The young girl raised her cheeks, saw the approaching people from afar, and called out softly. Her pupils were tinged with frost and snow, appearing icy and translucent, but they clearly could not hide the look of joy and happiness within.
“Shiel.”
A smile from the heart appeared on Ig’s face. Looking at the beautiful girl who stood out like a graceful bamboo among silver frost, Ig felt as if it were in the past, when he and Verafia met Shiel for the first time in years in Lorinc in the Mies Territory.
However, after worry and fear, upon meeting again, the emotions surging in his heart now were like timely rain after a long drought, far surpassing the longing when he was separated as a young man.
Verafia lightly raised her head, looking at the joy revealed by the young man, tilting her pure white chin lightly, and also lifting the corners of her mouth.
These days, although she had been pretending that everything was fine, it was absolutely impossible to say that Ig wasn’t worried about his sister at all… Now, seeing Shiel safe and sound, of course, he couldn’t help but be happy.
Ig gently embraced the girl. Shiel rested her head on his shoulder, her silver plant hair strands slipping down.
“Brother Lord, Shiel missed you so much…”
“I missed Shiel a lot too.”
Ig said, shifting his gaze. The girl was only wearing a simple dress. Her face, which should have been delicate and tender like a flower bud, now bore traces of wind and frost, causing him to feel heartache. He gently stroked the girl’s delicate and soft hair, “Shiel, you’ve worked hard these days.”
After returning to Peka with Verafia, Ig learned from Elishia and Flarn that after his father Eggesti was beheaded, his sister Shiel, alone, had shouldered the responsibility that should have been his with her delicate shoulders. Facing the repeated attacks of the “Abyss Queen” Filir, she had persisted until now.
Ig didn’t know how to think about how many difficulties Shiel had encountered during these dark years.
“No, actually, I’m nothing… Compared to me, everyone, Miss Flarn, and the others have clearly done more. Moreover, I think Brother Lord and Miss Verafia must have faced far more dangers than I did.”
Shiel shook her head vigorously, took a small step back, and turned her head. She saw the golden-haired girl beside Ig, with her eyelashes slightly parted, her big golden eyes looking with great interest, and said very seriously.
“This young lady and Ig are nothing special,” Verafia said lightly, crossing her arms.
She looked at the girl in front of her, who seemed a little hesitant, holding her hands together. Compared to the wariness and hostility she had shown when they first met, the current Shiel gave her the feeling of someone who had done something wrong and was trying to get acknowledgment out of guilt.
“By the way, little Shiel, this is for you!”
Verafia blinked her big eyes, took Shiel’s little hand, opened it slightly, and placed a jade-like emerald green leaf into her pure white palm.
“What is this?”
A hint of surprise appeared in Shiel’s eyes. Although it looked like an ordinary leaf, just touching it, Shiel felt an almost boundless vitality. The power contained within it was even beyond her imagination. So, she quickly raised her head, “Miss Verafia, this is too precious…”
“This is nothing,”
Verafia said, crossing her arms, acting as if it were insignificant.
Just like Micella, who first came to the World Tree with Andes. Although, in Verafia’s eyes, that silver-haired princess was also an undisputed genius. In order to have the power to protect herself, by devouring the power of Star God fragments, Micella forcefully raised her realm to the Sacred Domain in just a few years.
The price was a great depletion of her foundation and life.
From Flarn’s words, Verafia knew that during the years shrouded by the Abyss, Shiel had also been too impatient and forcefully improved her demonic power realm. Therefore, Verafia had already prepared this leaf of the Tree of Life for her to compensate.
Shiel’s expression was still a little hesitant. Verafia suddenly curved her lips playfully, smiling charmingly, her beauty blossoming on her porcelain-like exquisite face.
“And remember, Shiel, you are Ig’s sister, so don’t use unfamiliar titles like ‘Miss Verafia’. Call me Veer too!”
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A slight smile played on Ig’s lips as he looked at the two girls, who seemed to be getting along very well and were as bright as larks, and couldn’t help but feel a sense of emotion.
He couldn’t help but recall the time Verafia nestled in his arms and said she wanted to meet his family, and his heart was touched by the girl’s tenderness.
Ig shook his head, his gaze shifted, and he suddenly saw a young man in sword and armor standing behind Shiel, with a heroic and upright posture. He felt a little familiar, but couldn’t recall the other person’s name for a moment, so he asked curiously, “Your Excellency?”
“Young Master Ig, I am Miss Shiel’s knight. You can call me Grell.”
“Brother Lord!”
Shiel’s voice rang out. She held up her skirt with her delicate hand and ran to the side of the young knight, “When Brother was not here, it was always Grell who helped Shiel. He also helped me command Father’s army. If it weren’t for Grell, Shiel would never have been able to hold on until now…”
It was then that Ig remembered the identity of this knight named Grell. Not only had Elishia mentioned him once before, but he had also crossed swords with this young man at the martial arts competition in Lorinc.
Recalling Grell from his memory, Ig had marveled at his talent at the time, and felt that this young man from a collateral branch of the family would surely make a name for himself in the future.
Indeed, as he had thought, Grell not only served as Shiel’s knight but, according to the girl, after she assumed the title of Marquis, it was Grell who assisted her in achieving victory after victory amidst the encirclement of the Abyss army.
Moreover, Grell’s relationship with Shiel seemed to be more than just simple.
Ig looked at the knight, as tenacious as a sword, standing beside Shiel, and couldn’t help but reveal a helpless smile.
The beautiful girl with long silver plant hair spoke affectionately, holding the knight’s hand. Her slender delicate body also seemed to lean slightly on the knight. Whenever she talked about the young man’s story, her beautiful clear big eyes would light up with moving brilliance, as if she were happy about it.
Ig could clearly feel the girl’s shyness and dependence…
Didn’t this scene resemble the expression that little Verafia often showed when she clung to him?