Chapter - 69 Episode 70 of His Majesty's Reverting the Needle of the Clock.

It was Leonhardt who stepped down first.

The wind, which was gently flowing between the two, suddenly blocked by an invisible dam and stopped.

Elizabeth remained stiff for a long time in that position.

He said he would come to see if the rain had stopped, and pulled Leonhardt's collar with a trembling touch outside the glass pavilion.

Why, now?

The two thought at the same time.

What kind of expression should I put on in this situation?

He pretended to be fine, pretended to be curious, pretended to be calm as usual, and turned his body, overwriting all the masks he could wear over his face.

Don’t go.

She was saying that all over her body.

"Lee, Lizzy?"

What's wrong?

What's wrong with you? Elizabeth is devastated.

My heart hurts so much, the road I first took was as painful as a thorny path.

I felt as if the distance you backed away was forever beyond reach.

So unexpected words popped up.

"Leonhardt, do you love me?"

The mask, which was covering his face thickly, quickly tore apart and scattered.

It was the look of a brutally wounded sinner who was forced to hide underneath it.

Lady Elizabeth Isolde von Elysium.

Unofficially, the second-highest-ranking woman in the empire, the crown prince's fiancee and the moon has become rounder and thinner a few times, cannot stand the horrendous appearance and runs out of the pavilion.


Leonhardt rushed after her with an umbrella. But Elizabeth shook him off with all her might.

In front of her, the strength of the sod master, the strength, strength, and patience that she has trained, are all gone to nothing.

Leonhardt silently acted as she wanted.

The black umbrella flew into the air like a sailboat and sank with a throbbing sound.

Elizabeth, soaked in rain, burst into tears.

"Why did you do that?"


Leonhardt simply couldn't understand why she was crying, sad or desperate.

"I told you I'd give it to you! I told you I'd let you!”

Leonhardt thought it was just the punishment he deserved.

"What I wanted was not to resist Leonhardt, but to force him to grab me and take me back to the pavilion!”

It was miserable. I felt sorry for each other for having to say and listen to all this.

Where the hell did it start? Who was greedy first? Who was dreaming in vain?

"I... I don't think you to... Just... where the hell should I play the rhythm?”

Leonhardt eventually showed his ugliest appearance in the dark clouds that overshadowed the sunset.

Elizabeth took a step back in bewilderment. I've never seen Leonhardt raise his voice like that.

His father's forgotten image was about to overlap over his image.

But unlike his father, he immediately yelled at her and apologized. Then he stepped up and tried to grab her by the wrist and stopped.

"Do you want me to hold you?"

Elizabeth closed her eyes tightly and shook her head.

"I'll never do anything I don't like. Do you want me to hold you like this?"

"You think for yourself. Judge, who taught me alone, conclusion and act. "

Please, Elizabeth didn't want to be shaken any more."Lizzy, do you want me to hold you?"

Leonhardt was desperate.

I'm a sinner who can't touch you without your permission. So please, huh? I'd rather be told to get out of my sight forever, so make a decision.

"So I don't like that attitude! Don't ask me one by one! Acted as fancy dictates one! Leon can do that, you let me!"

"If you say you don't want to hold my hand, will you never hold my hand again? Or maybe I'll break my engagement?"

"I don't understand what's wrong with you. I've told you for over a decade. All options are on you. If you don't like it, I will....”

"I'll lend you the option!”

Was the rain this hot? Oh, because it's summer. It's so hot that even the rain is boiling hot. That's why it's as hot as a candle over your head.

"I'll lend you the option to death so you can act without asking me. So choose one right now. Are you going to hold me or leave me like this?”

Elizabeth, wet with rain, looked as thin and tender as she did at the first duchess, and seemed to fly away with a gust of strong wind.

That's why.

She shouldn't fly away, so he grabbed her.

Is that all? Really?

He cried and nodded his head. Otherwise, I was not confident to look back on myself who had been horribly mutilated.

Leonhardt grabbed Elizabeth by the wrist and pulled her recklessly.

Elizabeth, whose feet slipped due to a tough touch, fell down on a flower bed filled with blue chrysanthemums.

Her body fell like a white bubble over the sea of black and blue petals, bearing strong raindrops all over her body.


Are you hurt? Are you okay? Your feet? You didn't sprain, did you? Leonhardt's worried voice repeatedly grew as close and distant as the waves in Elizabeth's ear.


Elizabeth closed her eyes. However, even though he closed his eyes, the hot rain continued to flow down his eyelids.

Leonhardt opened his mouth with a look like a wicked man cursing the world until the last moment of his burning death, or like a saint praying for God's gospel and forgive and embrace them.

"…I will lie to you for the rest of my life. I will deceive you to death. You don't know how bad I am, and can you live by my side forever?”

"It's all right. I'll forgive you."

Don't forgive me, Leonhardt doesn't exist in this world that you should be forgiven for. I erased it with my own hands.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Elizabeth. I'm so sorry....”

"It's all right, I forgive you.”

Don't accept my apology. There's no one in the world who should apologize to you. I got rid of it.

Don't do that. Don't do that. You are saying that you will accept and forgive an apology from someone who does not exist.

Don't bother me. I can't even tell you the truth. That's the punishment of heaven for me. Every word, gesture, and smile of yours is engraved with nine whip marks on my body like flowers bloom on the ground.

"It's all right."

Elizabeth hugged Leonhardt's neck and whispered. It was Leonhardt's tears that had been falling on her face for a while.

"I will never make you unhappy. It doesn't even make me sad. There's nothing to upset you about. I chose it. Your life I choose will only be as happy as walking in a flower garden."Can I? Swallowing a horse that was about to follow in habit was as painful as swallowing a whole prickly chestnut.

Elizabeth then smiled and nodded her head.

"I respect that choice."

Leonhardt hugged her tightly as if he would never let go again, swallowing Elizabeth's breath.

It was not long before Leonhardt let Elizabeth go.

Before I knew it, the rain stopped and the sun was setting as much as it was regrettable that it could not be shown through the clouds.

"…I will never let go.”

Again, with a chuckle, Leonhardt kissed Elizabeth on the lips like a stamp.

A piece of paper, soaked in rain and worn out, would be better off than they were.

Nevertheless, Elizabeth, who was receiving the sunset with her whole body, was dazzlingly beautiful.

The bright red sunset was also smudged on her cheeks and lips. Leonhardt, reflected in her eyes, looked similar.

When the crown prince and Lady Elizabeth, who were not seen all day, looked like a wet mouse, and even sprained their ankles, came to Leonhardt beautifully like a princess, the maid-in-law eventually sat down on the chair, grabbing the back of her neck.

"Come on, boys, ready for towels, warm tea, and bath, Your Highness the Crown Prince....”

"I don't need a drink. I drank something better."

"Your Royal Highness, Prince Leonhard Tristan von Espedor!"

The lady-in-law, who was about to get up from her seat, screamed and fell back into the chair.

Elizabeth, who was still in Leonhardt's arms until then, prayed earnestly that she would rather catch a cold and not be caught in the face that had no place to turn red anymore.

Leonhardt lowered his head and whispered in Elizabeth's ear.

"I love you, Elizabeth."

Elisabeth doubted whether she had heard it correctly while rolling it again on a towel, as she did one day under the auspices of the maidens.

"Leon, what did you just say....”

"I love you."

Biting Elizabeth's earwheel as if it were stigmatizing, Leonhardt spilled the sweetest and most ecstatic poison directly into Elizabeth's ear.

He was still a sinner in a harsh situation that could not be apologized or forgiven, but Leonhardt could not hide his smirk.

Just before going to bed in their respective rooms, the two secretly groped their lips with their fingertips under the covers.

Recalling the moment when we exchanged the first sunshine between our lips, which declared the end of the rainy season, I felt itchy in the corner of my chest and embarrassed because the corners of my mouth were about to go up endlessly.

The next day, the two people, who caught a cold side by side, glanced at each other for nothing, smiled when their eyes met, pretended to be calm and elegant again, sneezed and coughed at the same time, and frowned in front of bitter medicine.

"Why don't I have anything when Lizzy even has candy?”

"Well, Lady Elizabeth is still young, but she's a decent adult who drinks."

The maid put her hand on her waist with a stern look on her face and said,

Leonhardt closed his eyes tightly and swallowed the medicine in one bite. It felt different from when I drank, my throat was burning and my mouth was swollen.

"Leon, say ah."

Leonhardt, who used all his facial muscles to express the taste of bitter medicine, struggled to open one eye.

Elizabeth was picking up one of the candies that came out of her share and putting it around his mouth.Leonhardt glanced at the maid-in-law and snapped at the candy she gave him.

Elizabeth hurriedly raised her glass and covered her face when she put out the gum mark on the tip of her little finger pretending not to know.

At the same time, the maid-in-law sighed, saying, "It's still a long way to go."

The empress' garden flower beds were completely ruined, and blue petals were all over their clothes, but there were still two people who were still young and clumsy in her eyes.