The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

"D-Desmond? What are you doing here?" Her eyes widen upon seeing the earth chair and table, and then she turns around at the view of her father was standing among his subordinates," D-don't say you sit here and only watch all of us die without any intent to help?!"

Although she was not a genius, still her brain could realize what happened just by looking at the distance between Desmond and the group. Coupled with the fact, there was a table and the chair he made, if not to watch them, then what for?

As soon she thought about this, her eyes glared at him with a look that contains a trace of disgust. Even though her father said he was strong because she grew up with her father severed the kingdom, her patriotism was hurt seeing his nonchalant behavior.

Therefore, she realized not all strong people were kind and had the soul of a hero like her father.

On the other hand, Desmond's hand that was sticking out went numb listening to her words. The look in his eyes changed, and his facial face turned indifferent.

This stupid kind of girl, speaking without thinking. If she was placed in the battle, she must be the one who died first, Desmond thought and retracted his hand back.

"I guess you did not understand why your father put you here, right?" He spoke and ridicule her with the corner of his mouth smirked.

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As soon Desmond said that, the chair behind him and the table in front of him melted and turned back to the piece of dirt and also activated his spell.

Ward.

A tiny ball starting to form in mid-air above his shoulder. Eventually, when the process was complete, a little ball with the size of the first illuminating the area with its white light.

"Just stay here and obey what your father said, or come with me to greet the newcomer." After the light was created, Desmond immediately headed to the group along with his maids.

As for Diana, she just stood in her position without turning her back around.  Her mind still could not process his words, yet another fantastic scene happened again in front of her.

Desmond, the person who she wanted badly to beat and also the person who was the one who makes her heart beating so hard, was actually activating a spell without the need to chant!

If not for his cold and heartless attitude toward her, she would not believe that was him. A helpless feeling starting to occupy her heart.

As soon her mind came back to sense, Desmond already left with his maids and head to the battlefield. When she remembered the look in his eyes, there was no fear as if he trusts her father's subordinates or mercenaries.

She then turned around and began to be hesitant. Should she follow him along? But this is her father's order; she did not dare to disobey her words. After all, her father had been considered his decision for her safety.

But... Still

"What are you doing!" With her eyes closed, she shouted with all of her might, making Desmond's group halting their footstep.

Although Desmond seemed like a jerk with his behavior and cold to her, somehow, her heart could not bear seeing the sight of him dying on the battlefield or hearing the news about his death.

For a moment, when she opened her eyes and saw he was standing in the spot, she was rejoiced and wanted to catch him. Unfortunately, shortly after she thought this, Desmond resumed his walking toward the battlefield.

She fell with her knees to the ground and only could watch helplessly his furthering figure with a slight tear in her eyes.

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On the other hand, when many white lights and the sound of horse footsteps getting nearer, almost all of these people wearing solemn expressions on their faces.

Their weapons were steady, unlike before, and their eyes focused on the shadow of the newcomer. After ten breaths passed, the white lights finally landed near them, revealing that many soldiers were sitting on the horses with their full armors.

"Who are you guys! Speak your business!" One of Vesta's subordinates shouted loudly.

Although they were in the North Kingdom, the conflict between the kingdom still did not end. It is common for enemy soldiers trespassing the border to kidnap or hypnotize their citizens.

"Huh?" However, when Vesta, who was standing at the back see the newcomer armor pattern and the color, he was taken back. Why was that familiar to him? And then a sense jolted on his mind," Lower your weapon!" he hurriedly shouted.

These people were dumbfounded hearing his command likewise with the newcomer, but the newcomer realized faster when he also realized their armor pattern.

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Meanwhile, when Desmond arrived at the battlefield, all of these soldiers had already sheathed their weapons and forming a line with two groups separated between a soldier and mercenary.

Desmond also was dumbfounded by sight. He just casually guess the newcomer's identity must have high authority but did not expect it came to be true.

The truth is, he only knew the newcomer is a friend, but the reason he said the newcomer had a high authority toward his maids was based on the number of greys dots in his map.

Not all of the people in this kingdom were rich enough to hire many mercenaries only to travel between the city, including merchants known for their wealth.

In addition, Desmond also thought all of Vesta's soldiers were currently with him right now.

At the same time, after the group was separated into two, a clear space was created in vertical, giving a straight and clear way to the front and coincidentally exposed Desmond and his maids' existence.

When Vesta, Ray, Veronica, and all of these soldiers, including the mercenaries member, saw him, they were astonished as well shocked to see him and his maids' as well their clothes as if he was already knew the identity of the newcomer.

However, when the people's eyes fell on him, Desmond's attention was focused on the majestic royal carriage parked in the middle. He ignored all of the gazes and looked toward Vesta, who was standing near the carriage door.

"Pay respect to the princess!" When all of these soldiers already lined up, Vesta was the one who shouted, and the first one bowed to the newcomer.

After his word was spoken, the sound of a door opening was heard, revealing a girl in her teen with her silky golden hair was seen slowly walk off from the carriage.

She wearing a blue ocean dress, giving an impression of her fresh and calm personality coupled with some white stocking on her feet and white gloves that strengthen her image from a royal family.

[Written by DragonKnov || Published on NovelFull]