I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 135

Chapter 135 Chapter 53 Between Good and Evil (6/79)
“A noble lady?”
Sok shook his head and smiled. He leaned down slightly and looked at the girl who had approached him, gazing with her beautiful big eyes.
“Miss, this is not a place for children like you. Besides, it will be dark soon, and your family will worry.”
“You don’t need to worry about that!”
Verafia crossed her slender arms in front of her chest, putting on the guise of a willful young lady. “I heard that the bread here is free. Can I have some, too?”
Sok looked at the girl in front of him with a little surprise, not quite understanding what she wanted.
The bard finally squeezed out of the crowd and came to the girl’s side. He looked at Sok’s expression and probably understood what had just happened, so he strummed his harp and smiled.
“Mr. Sok, who is selfless and sincere, perhaps this beautiful lady simply wants to taste your bread, which is full of goodness?”
“Bard, your music complements the beauty of this lady.”
Sok looked up and said with a smile to the bard. From his words, it was clear that this old man in a black monastic robe had also been a gentleman of high society in his youth.
Sok looked back at the girl in front of him, who was looking up with shining big eyes, and put on a kind smile.
“If Miss doesn’t mind, of course. However, such coarse fare is far inferior to the fine delicacies you usually enjoy, Miss.”
“Heh heh, thank you.”
Taking the bread from his hand, Verafia bowed her crescent eyes and thanked him. Then she opened her mouth and took a large bite.
The bread in her mouth was not baked with refined flour, so the texture was not very good. However, it was undoubtedly much better than the black bread that Igget had brought back half a month ago. So Miss Verafia swallowed several times before managing to swallow it.
“Miss Verafia? You…”
Seeing the girl’s appearance, the bard called out.
Verafia glanced back at him and smiled, then turned her face and said earnestly to Sok, who was smiling kindly.
“Ah, this is very good bread, thank you, Mr. Sok. I thought you would try to fool these people with inferior goods, but it seems I misunderstood you.”
“Beautiful lady, there is no need to apologize. Your heart is full of sincerity and goodness, which is as precious as your beauty. I think… you must come from a prominent noble family, right? What I do is merely to provide these poor people with some food, perhaps you could do even more.”
Sok’s reply was humble and gentle, and quite fitting for his status.
Verafia nodded vigorously, her scorching gold eyes showing earnestness. She glanced at the other person a few more times before turning her head and speaking to the middle-aged man who had also walked over.
“Hmm… as you said, this Mr. Sok is indeed a good person. Well, then, please bother Uncle to continue taking me to find that person.”
The middle-aged man nodded in agreement. Although he felt that the girl seemed to have something in mind, he didn’t think too much about it, considering it the young lady’s private secret.
“Miss Verafia, may my music accompany you!”
The bard said hastily. Even at this moment, he did not forget to ask with such an exaggerated tone.
“As you wish.”
The girl said softly, raising her pretty head slightly. In her golden eyes, as her face turned, a playful smile flickered.
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Igget walked alone on the streets of Rubiel. It was approaching dusk, so there were not as many pedestrians around as there were in the morning.
“Miss Verafia, she really, no, although she has some childish temper, she also treated me very seriously, not to mention she is my savior… How can I be suspicious of her just because of others’ words?”
After being driven out by Fernos, Igget did not wait where he was told by his young lady, but started walking.
But…
Igget pressed the End in his arms with a little force. From the metal hilt, he felt a slight, bright, and warm flame temperature. His fingers pressed slightly, and his wrist turned, revealing a flame mark identical to it.
Igget gazed at his wrist, where a beautiful and soft flame flower, painted with gorgeous brilliant gold flames, vaguely appeared. He hesitated for a moment, and his fingertips still touched it.
This was a trace left on him by Miss Phoenix. Even though the girl had fiercely threatened him with it, Igget had gradually become accustomed to its existence and the aura it seemed to carry, the girl’s aura.
—It was through the reverse information of this flame mark that Igget found the girl who was being threatened by Reske half a month ago. At this moment, although he was wandering aimlessly, he was gradually approaching her, following the perception of the girl in the flame mark.
Igget suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly. He lowered his head and looked at the smooth, clean End in his hand.
The young man clearly knew that he had thought so much in his heart, but it was obvious that he had come to persuade himself because of the rift that had arisen between him and the girl due to Fernos’ words.
Moreover, this rift was not caused by Fernos, but rather it existed in Igget’s heart all along, and he had simply been unwilling to face it before meeting the girl.
“Verafia…”
Igget softly uttered the girl’s name.
Igget’s steps suddenly stopped. The remnant rays of the setting sun fell on him, and a noble young man with decent clothing and a grinning expression fell into his eyes.
The noble young man wore a sword at his waist, and was surrounded by many followers, blocking a beautiful swordswoman dressed as an adventurer with her hair tied in a high ponytail in a deserted alley.
“This is Rubiel City. If you violate His Majesty the King’s law, the guards and knights will arrest you!”
The swordswoman was forced to retreat step by step, and the suppressed anger on her beautiful cheek could no longer be contained. She raised her eyes and shouted.
“Rubiel City?”
The girl’s angry voice, falling on the noble young man and his followers, made them burst into laughter.
One of the noble young man’s subordinates stepped forward and whistled:
“Miss Swordsman, you also know that this is Rubiel City. My boss here is afraid of no one. If you’re wise, why not obediently come with us, and I’ll guarantee you a life of wealth and prosperity. Why be a dangerous adventurer?”
The noble young man, dressed in fine clothes, ignored the girl’s angry expression as she gritted her teeth and raised his chin haughtily, stepping forward. “Miss, in Rubiel City, not many people dare to provoke me, Rols. Name your price.”
“Rols?”
It was only when the noble young man spoke that Igget suddenly realized that this noble youth, whom he felt was familiar, was the one whom Verafia had severely dealt with not long ago.