The Reincarnation Of The Poor Princess
Sixteen (16)
The chariot that Stella and Jesriel had boarded had reached the outskirts of the capital. The striking color and shape of the palace carriage made the people who were around the place look at the carriage with interest.
After that, Jesriel got down from the carriage majestically, which made all the women who were there excited by his good looks. Then, Jesriel stretched out her hand towards the carriage door, after which her hand was returned by Stella. Thus, Stella got off the train, which again made everyone excited because of her face that resembled King Shavir.
"He ... is very similar to His Majesty the King!"
"I'm like seeing His Majesty the King in the version of a little girl!"
"Don't she be ... our princess?!"
"Huh, really? Then, we should pay our respects!"
The people's exclamations made Jesriel smile widely. He was happy because eventually the people of the kingdom recognized that the little girl with him was the legitimate princess of the kingdom.
After that, the people who were around Jesriel and Stella immediately paid their respects.
"Give respect to the Royal Princess! May the Kingdom of Evergard always be blessed!" speak them simultaneously.
Gaining recognition from those around her, Stella felt that it was not bad.
'Perhaps, if I can't escape the palace and what happened in the real fairy tale book happens, I can use them as a shield.'
That's how Stella thinks.
Then Stella displayed a small smile, along with a small gust of wind that shook her bangs, making everyone stare at her without blinking a single bit. After that, Stella and Jesriel walked in the other direction, leaving the royal people looking at them with interest. As Stella and Jesriel moved away from their sight, people immediately talked about it.
"Jeez .. It turns out that our royal princess is so beautiful!"
"She is not only beautiful, but also charming!"
"I feel his attitude is a little different to that of the Crown Prince! But, I feel lucky to be able to see the smile of the princess!"
"Really, right! We're so lucky!"
Praises of good fortune continued to be made by the royal people to Stella, who eventually gained recognition from the people as the legitimate princess of the kingdom.
Meanwhile, in one corner of the building in the capital, a pair of green eyes observed Stella with shocked looks.
"Isn't that ... Princess Sir?" muttered the owner of the green eyes, then looked at some royal people who were still talking about Stella with joy.
There was a twinkle of joy in his eyes.
"Finally, the rights of others I took in the past, can now go back to their owners. Although it was too late, but at least the person's right had already returned to him."
He then sighed while smiling.
"I feel relieved."
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"Teacher, where are we going?" ask Stella as she walks.
He looked at the scenery of the capital, for some reason he became a little more relaxed. When was the last time he walked around like this?
"I don't know either" replied Jesriel lightly, who immediately got a horror plot from Stella. "E-uh! W-did I say the wrong thing...?" asked the orange-haired young man clumsily as he felt goosebumps by the deadly gaze of his disciple.
Walking beside Jesriel, Stella snorted softly, then her eyes accidentally met with an armory shop that was several meters in front of her, at once Stella felt her heart tremble with happiness.
'It's time to carry out my second plan, which is to find my own weapon, ' Stella's mind with joy.
After which, he turned his head towards the side, staring at Jesriel with sparkling eyes.
"Teacher! I want to go there!" he said in a flowery tone while pointing towards the weaponry shop that was a few meters away from his place. "Come, we'll go there!"
"Huh?"
"What'sthis? Why does it feel like my beautiful student is so happy?"
"I'm so happy of course!" reply Stella quickly. "Very-very-happy!" he continued, stretching out his two small hands.
'You won't know how much joy I feel now! Finally, one of my four plans will go smoothly!' he said happily in his heart.
Meanwhile, the coach has a sword, Stella....
'Oh, jeez .... I-i-i-mut once!' inwardly Jesriel, unaware that her face had been blushing.
After that, he pretended to cough, then cleared his throat, then tried to say even though he stuttered a little, "Be-good. Then, come on, let's go where you want to go."
Stella nodded quickly. He then stepped ahead of Jesriel towards the weaponry shop he meant.
Behind him, Jesriel walked after Stella while exclaiming happily in her heart for being able to see the rare expression of her disciple. But a moment later, he frowned, then looked at his disciple who was opening the door of an armory shop with a puzzled look.
'Wait, why would my disciple want to go to that place?' his mind curiously gnawed at his heart.
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Arriving inside the weaponry shop, Stella stared at the surroundings with sparkling eyes, she was so impatient to choose the weapon she wanted that the blood on her body was boiling! As Stella was focusing her attention on the weapon she wanted, the voice of a middle-aged man jolted her daydream.
"Little girl, do you need help?"
Stella's reverie is gone. He turned his gaze to a brown-haired beak man standing nearby. Jesriel, who learns that the middle-aged man does not know Stella's identity, intends to introduce Stella to the man as a royal princess, however, Stella had first stopped her with a slow slit directed at the young man, after which Stella focused her attention on the middle-aged man.
"Good day, Uncle," said Stella, then a small smile.
'The person who will make weapons for me should be given good treatment!' her inner self with a sly smile behind her flat face mask.
"Good day too, little girl," he said back, then the middle-aged man began to introduce himself. "I'm the owner of this shop, my name is Rielle. Can I help you?"
"Yes, Uncle Rielle."
Stella nodded.
"I need a gun."
"Alright―"
Rielle's sentence was broken. He looked back at the little girl before him with a surprised look.
"Did I not hear wrong? But, little girl...."
"My disciple, what do you mean?" asked Jesriel, cutting Rielle's words.
He doesn't understand Stella's way of thinking.
Stella looked at Jesriel in annoyance as the business transaction between her and the store owner was cut off.
He replied in a lazy tone, "Teacher, I need it to survive."
"What's? But―"
"Teacher," cut Stella off, then stared intently at Jesriel. "Say, I need it to survive," he repeated in a cold tone, penetrating the minds of the two men.
'I have to do this because I don't want to die in this world, ' Stella said in her heart. 'Before I turn 15, I have to prepare everything I need! No one can stop me.'
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TBCS!