The Legendary Witch Is Reborn as an Oppressed Princess: Volume 1 [Complete] by Touko Amekawa

Author:Touko Amekawa
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 6

In his dreams, he often sees an unforgettable memory from his childhood. The paving stones on which he walks barefoot are freezing cold. Under the falling snow, his body is so cold that he can’t move and hunger gnaws at his insides.

Is this how I die?

He always stops walking when that thought flashes through his mind. He’s holding on to dear life only through sheer willpower. If it breaks, then it’s all over. That much is clear to him, even though no adults in the icy city care enough to stop and show concern for him.

It doesn’t matter... Nothing matters... I’m fine if it all ends here...

An irresistible drowsiness overcomes him, as if about to snatch everything away. He leans against a cold brick wall and contemplates closing his eyes slowly. This is the exact moment he hears her voice.

“Wake up! Please, wake up! Get a hold of yourself!”

He grimaces at the awfully loud voice. All he wants to do is sleep, but the girl keeps shouting, shaking him rudely.

“Hey, can you hear me? Can you smell this? It’s soup. Nice, warm soup...”

“Ugh...”

“Wake up. Please, drink some. Can you open your mouth for me? Yes, just like that. Good. Drink it a little at a time...!”

Warm soup flows from the bowl being pressed to his lips. The taste on the tip of his tongue is more delicious than anything he’s eaten until now. Even though the soup itself contains only vegetable scraps and a simple seasoning of salt.

“Oh, I’m so glad... Are you feeling a little warmer now? If you are, come here. I know this is just the back of a wagon, but we can sleep here together until the snow stops. We won’t freeze.”

Of course, the girl is a stranger to him. He’s never seen her before, but she smiles at him genuinely and reaches out with a hand to help him.

“That was your soup just now, wasn’t it...?”

“Don’t worry about me, silly! I already stuffed myself full, and besides, that was just a reward for singing well!”

As soon as she finishes speaking, her stomach gurgles with hunger. She places a hand over it, pressing down, then looks at him with her golden eyes the color of yellow sapphires, and huffs out an embarrassed laugh. The cold wind ruffles her light hair, the color of milk tea.

“Heh... I’m fine, truly. All I need to fill my stomach is you surviving this night and saying ‘Good morning!’ to me with a smile tomorrow!”

I don’t say anything in response to that.

“Now, come over here! I’m Dorothea, and I’m a singer. What’s your name?’

“I... My name is...”

Karlheinz knows of no food that tastes as warm and irreplaceable as that soup. After becoming the country’s chief conjurer and amassing a modest fortune of his own, he’s never had to worry about food again. But he can still never forget the soup, seasoned only with salt, he drank twenty years ago.

* * *

That night, Avianoia’s chief conjurer, Karlheinz, had an audience with its king, Volkhard.

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