108 – A King’s Story

I used the teleportation feature to return. So, my body is not too tormented by the trip.

It's just that the sight of that country's destruction continues to haunt me. At that time I didn't immediately teleport because I felt I couldn't run.

As the one who is responsible, I have to watch the disaster I created. And right now, I can only keep moving forward. I still have a lot to do.

I put the fairy's corpse onto Faye's house bed, and Ayre covered her with a blanket. Even though more than a week has passed, she still looks the same as before, not rotting at all.

The only difference is that she is no longer breathing.

"You look exhausted, your majesty," Ayre said to me, who was sitting on the chair. "It seems you need a long rest."

"But I have to…." I gasped and took a deep breath. I had been unable to sleep for the past few days in my original world. The effect carried over to this realm. "Yeah, you're right, Ayre. I need some rest. How about you? Have you had enough rest?"