To the Love Born in the Lowest Place

When everyone turned their heads to the night sky, the first thing they heard was a loud sound like something bursting. Emmett reflexively recalled the sounds from when Liv died and this world collapsed, but what appeared before his eyes was beautiful fireworks filling the night sky.

"Wow!"

Cheers erupted from all around. Liv’s hand, which was holding Emmett’s, tightened.

After a large red firework announced the start of the festival, yellow and white fireworks rose simultaneously. Seeing this, Emmett whispered to Liv with a gentle smile.

"Liv, those are the symbols of House Gracia."

Only after saying this and looking at Liv’s profile did Emmett smile again, seeing her dreamy expression. What was clearly contained in her face was happiness.

"Goodness, I feel a bit cheated..."

Liv muttered in a dazed voice.

"That I couldn’t see such a beautiful sight until now..."

"It’s meaningful that it resumes with your ascension."

"If I’d known it would be like this, I should have become Emperor sooner!"

To be joking like that, Liv seemed genuinely impressed by the fireworks.