To the Love Born in the Lowest Place

Laga spoke with a bright smile, and when Liv finally almost collapsed as her legs gave out, Emmett quickly made Liv lean against him. While everyone was feeling choked up by Laga’s determination, Emmett opened his mouth.

“...Laga, relying on your sacrifice is such a shameful thing for me as the head of the family. I will do my utmost to ensure we can meet again in the future.”

“That’s something to be grateful for.”

Liv couldn’t accept this situation at all. She couldn’t let Laga die in her place. But she was too powerless to say she would go herself. Above all, Laga was trying to save not just Liv, but all the other servants, and Liv didn’t seem to have the right to stop that.

This time, she felt like she might really cry, with a feeling of her chest burning hot. But since Laga was the one actually sacrificing herself, Liv felt she shouldn’t shed tears, so she bit the inside of her cheek and spoke forcefully.

“Laga, I’m really, really sorry for being so weak... If only I had...”

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“Madam.”

Laga looked at Liv with round eyes.

“You must survive for my share too, and be victorious in the end.”

“Laga...”

Then Laga straightened her back and raised her head high. At this moment, she would look like an elegant noblewoman to anyone’s eyes. Laga’s eyes were light brown, but under the dark night sky, there wasn’t much difference in color compared to Liv’s pale pink eyes. Probably the knights who came to take Liv wouldn’t suspect her.

“Laga, thank you...”