Chapter 1120
Sitting in the pub, Davey couldn't help but be surprised.
The Daughter of Heaven was said to be dead, yet the person standing before him was undeniably her.
Karon, the pub owner, noticed his shocked expression and made a reluctant face, then quickly caught on and stepped back.
“I think I’ll... step out for a while. Should take about an hour.”
‘Quick on the uptake. Good.’
Davey gave a small nod, silently granting permission. At the same time, Perserque turned to the Daughter of Heaven and asked, “The Daughter of Heaven... How are you here? Wait, no, you’re alive!”
“Yup! Yup! I sure am alive. I survived, though it was no easy feat!” Her awkward vernacular was likely a habit from trying to maintain royal dignity.
“Let’s calm down for a moment—”
Grrrowl.
Just then, her stomach let out a loud rumble, and she bowed her head in silence.
Davey stared at her blankly for a moment before noticing tears quietly trickling down her cheeks.
“How pathetic of me... What right does a worthless ruler who couldn’t even protect one retainer have to complain of hunger?”