Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Mandel sweated a lot, accepted the reward of bribery, and saluted respectfully to Grace.

"Go out if you have nothing to do."

Grace turned around and sat on the desk, and at the same time unfolded the book in her hand again.

"Yes, Your Highness."

After the imperial doctor Mandel packed up the medicine box, he walked heavily out of the princess's bedroom.

Avro and Grace were the only two people left in the large and luxurious palace.

Grace was reading quietly by the window, and Avro was restless.

There are no cicadas chirping on winter nights, but just the white noise is enough to make someone upset.

At a certain moment, Avro finally couldn't stand the silence anymore. She took a deep breath and stood up as if she had gathered enough courage.

Avro walked towards the slender figure step by step,

"Why aren't you being treated?"

The usually soft voice may have become extra deep due to the anger inside.

"Um……"

Grace thought without even raising her head. Her beautiful, talkative eyes only stared at the densely packed text on the book and said perfunctorily,

"There's no reason, I just don't need it."

Grace used language to create a distance, as if the "love" she said before was a false lie.

Avro didn't feel sad about this, but felt incredible.

The goddess Wells teaches everyone to love their own lives. Those who commit suicide or give up on themselves will not be able to enter heaven.

Grace, how could she treat herself like this?

Avro bit her lip, thinking of the girl's overly cold body and the constant loss of life force.

Thinking of the dry bread on the table, the way she was used to life and death, and the humiliation she felt towards herself.

Numerous scenes are reprinted like oil paintings, making people curious, worried and disgusted.

So, the nun asked again extremely seriously,

"Do you think life is a joke?"

"No."

"Then why not get treatment?"

This time the tone was more urgent than the last time, so Grace raised her head in surprise.

"It seems like you shouldn't care about me right now."

Now she is like a transparent white flower on a high rock on a solitary peak, unwilling to experience the warmth and moisture of the world.

She is completely different from the one she was under duress, almost like two different people.

There was a fire in Avro's heart. She suppressed her anger and asked, "What do you mean I shouldn't care about you?"

"Logically speaking, you should hate me now, right?"

Grace said as she closed the book and prepared to stuff it into the small bookshelf on the desk.

Yes, it couldn't be more annoying than at this moment.

Now there is no tit-for-tat revenge on Grace, let alone letting her accept the punishment of blasphemy!

Some kind of silent emotion suddenly took over all the reason. Avro directly grabbed the girl's slender wrist and looked down at the Royal Highness who was not afraid of life and death.

"I snatched your life back from hell. I paid a blasphemous price for it, so it should belong to me."

27. Mandatory requirements of Afro

Her wrist was wrapped in warm skin, and Grace subconsciously wanted to pull away from Avro's hand.

Her Royal Highness raised her head, and then met Avro's eyes.

Dissatisfaction and anger were condensed in Avro's frowning brows. At this moment, she was stronger than ever, as if she was strong enough to control the world.

Grace was not surprised by such an unexpected move.

In the future, she will be a saint of the Holy See of Light. She can move to such a special position, and as a benchmark figure of the Holy See's faith, how can she be an extremely soft little white flower?

At the very least, there must be an extremely strong part in his native character.

This is enough for her to gain a foothold in the Holy See.

However, what Grace can't figure out is why Avro's attitude is as it is now and he cares so much about his own death.

Even if she doesn't add insult to injury, she should remain indifferent and neither sad nor happy.

As they looked at each other, neither of them spoke for a while, and the room was extremely quiet.

The snow falling in the gloomy night outside the window fell again lightly, rustling, mixed with the biting wind, and the sound of breathing was shallow.

Avro, in an environment where Grace had no way to retreat, stabbed straight at her with extremely oppressive eyes.

Grace knew that she was waiting for her to speak.

Grace glanced at the tightly fitting wrist and asked, "Can you let go of your wrist?"

Avro was almost driven crazy by Grace's distant and unfamiliar attitude. She took a deep breath, but did not let go of her wrist and asked:

"What's your attitude?"

"I'm not used to people being too close to me."

Grace didn't answer, and at the same time simply tried to slowly push Afro's hand away with her other white hand.

His tone was still as indifferent as if he didn't recognize his relatives.

What is too close?She was obviously the one who got close to him in the first place?

Avro was so angry at her words that he couldn't restrain himself, and the rebellious side hidden in his heart was finally released at this moment.

Although I am kind-hearted, I cannot tolerate everything! !

"Your attitude is so disgusting sometimes..."

She narrowed her eyes and grasped the girl's wrist without letting go at all.

Avro wanted to continue talking, but he just looked at Grace's calm eyes and hesitated.

"never mind……"

It was like a punch hitting the fluttering cotton. Facing Grace, she was so angry as if she cared about her.

Avro pressed again: "You answer my question now."

Seeing that she couldn't get the nun to let go, Grace slowly turned her bound hands and placed the book in her hand steadily on the table.

"Afro, are you worried about me?"

She raised her head and asked, "Sometimes, I think your kindness is a bit too much."

Grace's tone was full of surprise.

Is kindness a bad thing?

But that tone only made Avro feel embarrassed.

You rotten man, you should die early, Afro cursed in his heart.

Grace's heart is a desolate snowfield, with only freeze-dried sand and nothing else.

"History of the Goddess" once narrated that in the Garden of Eden, the upper realm after the chaos of heaven and earth opened up, there was a snake named Luo Peter who froze in front of the newly born tree in winter.

The goddess felt pity and held Peter in her arms to revive him, but it bit the goddess Wells severely.

And now Grace is this poisonous snake who repays kindness with revenge, cold and emotionless.

It really sucks. Why should I be so stupid as to care about this "Luo Peter" snake?

"Ah."

Avro lowered his eyebrows and exhaled coldly. His hatred for Grace in his heart deepened even more, and even the remaining pity dissipated like the wind.

She let go of her slightly red white wrist in disgust and said coldly:

"You deserve to be punished alive. The punishment for your blasphemy against the goddess has not yet been punished. How can you die as easily as you do now?"

Grace's eyes rolled slightly, and she pondered whether she should explain it to Avro.

Maybe it was because she had long been accustomed to the pain, or maybe it was the blessing of the system, but Grace was not in pain at all as the doctor said.

It can even be said that the body is much better than before the time travel.

The appearance is not much different from before, no, it is even the same as before.

It's almost as if the body from before is not too much.

As for death?It should be related to the main mission of [Taming Avro].

If he hadn't made Miss Avro fall in love with him, he would have died on the spot.

Grace glanced at Avro, who was inexplicably anxious.

This is only the first day, and he already hates and cares about himself so much.

Taming her should be just around the corner, right?

"Ah, forget it and tell you."

Grace actually hated pain. She turned her slightly red wrist and explained in a calm tone like an outsider,

"It's not really helpful to just get treatment, and it would be troublesome to let other people know about my condition."

"So it's better not to receive treatment and rest assured that you won't die."

A country’s second-in-command physician has already said that.

How could he not die?

The holy voice was like the final sound of judgment for sinners under the holy light. Avro leaned close to Grace's ear and whispered:

"It's best not to die. You should suffer divine punishment for a long time. You will live in pain all day long, so you must live a long life, because this is the punishment of the goddess."

If the words in it were slightly changed to "I will make miso soup for you every day", it would be a confession.

Grace glanced at Avro in surprise and exclaimed:

"You really care about me more than you thought."

Is Avro an M?Um……

It seems to be caused by a good first impression.

Because love and hate come from the same source, if there is no passionate expectation, there will be no regretful ending.

If you don’t have expectations, you won’t get hurt.

"Oh, of course."

Avro nodded and answered calmly.

From the last moment, she has been able to get used to Grace's irritating way of speaking.

She knew that Her Royal Highness understood people's hearts, and her mouth could speak comforting words.

But Grace doesn't want to, she just wants to make people jump with anger.

She is so arrogant and tough-tongued and deserves to be punished accordingly.

My brother's alchemy contains countless torturous magic medicines, but these bitter potions can also make people healthy.

Therefore, after his brother is released, just make Grace's life worse than death every day.

He didn't want to treat her like this, it was all because of her disgusting attitude.

Afro smiled slightly at Grace, already prepared to punish the heretics.

So, she said, "So I will come here every day and force you to undergo treatment until you are cleared of your guilt."