My Bad Princess's
Is it real?

Levensberg Empire

The deg!

"Well!"

"Well!"

"Well!"

The sound of the girl's breathing sounded heavy, she looked confused and sat down on the collapsed altar.

The palace is destroyed with moss and has been grown with weeds and other plants that like to live in that place.

"It's..."

Cyra got up, her steps wavering as she was suddenly in a familiar place.

It was like entering a dark dream and instantly making her flash to a place she had never even thought of.

The girl slowly woke up, she gazed towards the ruined palace.

Yep!

The place where the last demon nation was annihilated.

Cyra raised her smile involuntarily, she returned to where she wanted to be with the mana that was running out due to the awakening of a powerful demon.

"Haha! I'm back!"

His murmured were laughing with a happy face even though his whole body was in pain.

There were no horses or vehicles that he had enjoyed for the past few months.

He walked through the old palace before he came out and returned to his own place.

......................

Duchy Helemites

Tarrant read the paper that was in front of him, after what he did yesterday there was no change at all to him.

Although he did not know if in fact he was the one who made the summoning and insertion of the demon soul back and made his sister lose a lot of mana because along with the devil who had not risen.

"Master? Someone wants to see you,"

Someone knocked on the door of his study and made him hide the last report he read.

"Who?" tarrant asked, staring at the messenger guard.

Tarrant nodded and then allowed the famous Marquis with the diamond mine to enter his room.

"What business is it doing to see me?" tarrant asked, rushing to find out.

"About Cyra," replied Edward, who was staring at the man with whom he still had blood relations.

"Say," said Tarrant, staring at the man.

"He's like he's not disappearing, if he does disappear he shouldn't exist right? He wasn't kidnapped and he didn't run away."

"Have you heard of the donation?" edward asked, looking at the man.

Tarrant did not reply but he noticed the man who was currently talking to him.

"His word is that the offspring of the devil is born not dead, and is protected with the heart of Lucifer. I don't know if it's real or not, but if I see what's happened and what Cyra has done like that it's not impossible." Edward continued.

Tarrant was silent for a moment, he still railed at every word that went into his ear and then stared at the man.

......................

Skips.

The man pulled his horse rope to make the gallant animal stop running.

A dark forest and a place that shows no beauty at all like a castle in a cursed forest.

"Where are you?"

He murmured, of course he continued to the place he believed if someone he loved disappeared and was behind the mystery of the place.

The deg!

The man fell silent, pulling his horse slowly to make the animal stop.

"Is this real?"

Trying to believe the illusion that was in front of his eyes like magic in the afternoon before night.

Greb!

The man walked quickly and hugged her tightly.

"It's real? You back?" ask her by hugging so tightly and immediately recognize the girl she is looking for even with different hair because it has been painted.

There was no reply from the girl, she kept quiet and let the man hug her tightly