The gardeners all blinked at each other when they heard the unexpected words.
No one seemed to understand what Anastasia said.
âYour Majesty, Your Majesty. What do you meanâŚâŚ.â
âBut we must hurry. Itâs in such bad condition.â
Anastasia looked at the gardeners and asked after slightly narrowing her brow.
âCan you do what I tell you to do?â
The gardenersâ eyes showed that they didnât quite understand the situation.
But Anastasiaâs question was quickly answered with nods.
âWhatever it is. actually⌠⌠We were in despair because there was no way for us to do it anymore.â
âBecause the rate of reproduction is faster than the rate of catching insects⌠⌠If there is any possibility, I will do it.â
âThere is no need to be so gloomy. Itâs simpler than you think.â
Anastasia beckoned the gardeners to come closer.
Soon, the expressions of the gardeners, who heard what Anastasia said, were colored with embarrassment and surprise.
âHwa, Your Majesty, but thatâŚâ
âDonât you think the garden will die faster?â
âOh, trust me.â
As Anastasia smiled confidently, gardeners were suspicious but nodded. There was no other way to try anyway.
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âYour Majesty, Your Majesty!â
At noon, Coltonâs cry broke the silence of the quiet office.
Wilhelm, who was focusing on the document, criticized Colton, who rushed in with his brows narrowed.
âThe servant of the central palace is so undignified.â
âSorry, Iâm sorry, Your Majesty. ButâŚâŚbut it really happened.â
âIs it a big deal?â
âThe garden of the GoddessâŚâ
The moment he heard that, Wilhelmâs heart sank.
ââŚis it dead?â
However, the answer was the opposite of what he was worried about.
âNo, Your Majesty. Itâs completely revived.â
âWhat?â
The moment he heard that, Wilhelm jumped up from his seat.
âWhat does that mean? You just reported that it didnât get any better yesterday.â
âThatâsâŚwell, thatâs trueâŚâ
Colton, who was panting for breath as he rushed over, replied with difficulty.
âItâs true. I personally⌠Iâm on my way to check with my own eyes.â
âNo way.â
But Wilhelm couldnât believe it.
âHe made sure they were all dying a few days ago.â
If it died in a day or two, it would be dead, not revived.
So he was also struggling to come up with countermeasuresâŚ
âI need to see for myself.â
Wilhelm took the road to the Goddessâ Garden. Throughout the trip, he felt dizzy as if a thread had been twisted.
âDid someone use magic?â
In fact, the Goddessâ Garden had not been moribund since the report came in.
This was because, upon receiving Coltonâs request for assistance, he secretly dispatched his priest from the shrine to unleash their divine powers into the garden.
It worked at first. The roses that had withered were revived as if they had never been dead.
However, the bugs around the resurrected roses were still there, and after a few days, the roses were attacked by insect swarms and withered again.
As this happened over and over again, the temple was also exhausted, and he was troubled that divine power could not be a permanent solution.
âYou have to kill all the bugs. But itâs impossible with divine power alone.â
In the first place, the essence of divine power was the power of life, not the power of death.
No matter how bad a life was, the goddess did not want her own power to be used to destroy living things.
Therefore, in order to make the garden of the goddess healthy again, it was necessary to exterminate the bugs and invoke the divine power.
âAt this point, we donât have a proper way to exterminate bugs.⌠The only way to save a rose is to relocate the garden.â
But it was ridiculous.
In the first place, the symbolism of the goddessâs garden came from the site, not from the rose itself. It was an incidental problem.
âBut I couldnât find a way to do it, so I was going to try that.â
It was when Wilhelm reached the Goddessâs Garden with a confused face.
But someone was already there, a woman in a rich rose-colored dress stood in the middle of the garden, surrounded by numerous red roses.
Wilhelm gradually slowed down his pace.
The fact that someone before him arrived at the goddessâs garden and checked the condition of the garden reminded him of his vigilance.
But as they got closer to the garden, Wilhelm identified the color of the familiar hair and his heart began to beat fast with emotions other than vigilance.
If he was right, the woman was someone he knew well, leaning her back against him and smelling the roses.
Wilhelm, who was about to enter the middle of the garden and check the condition, forgot all his thoughts for a moment and stopped as if frozen.
Colton looked at his countenance, thinking it was strange, but when he felt an inexplicable serious atmosphere, he could not intervene and waited calmly.
Wilhelm stared back at the woman who smelled the roses for a long time.
Then the woman slowly stretched her upper body and turned around.
âAhâŚ!â
Anastasiaâs red eyes grew round as she realized she was not alone there.
But when she confirmed that it was Wilhelm, a bright smile quickly spread over her face.
And that smile spread in an instant, just like paint dissolved in water, and colored his heart with the same color.
âYour Majesty.â
The innocent smiling face calling him was familiar as if it were unfamiliar.
It was a strange thing. Sheâs never smiled at him like that before.
No, that spotless smile wasnât what Anastasia Rosenberg was like in the first place.
A gentle, spreading smile shook his mind as heavy and violent as a mace.
While Wilhelm was immobilized by the shock and fixed his gaze on Anastasia, she slowly approached Wilhelm with a smile on her face as if Anastasia had laughed.
âSun of the Empire, Greetings to His Majesty the Emperor.â
ââŚyou.â
He came to his senses belatedly at that greeting and opened his mouth with difficulty.
âWhy is the Empress here?â
âI came out to look at the Goddessâs garden.â
Anastasia added after a short answer.
âYour Majesty must have heard the news, too. The garden has been fully restored. You donât have to worry anymore.â
ââŚdid you do it?â asked Wilhelm in an incredible voice.
âI heard you made a bet with Miss Lutent.â
âIâve heard that you havenât released Miss Lutent.â
Anastasia responded with an elegant voice.
âThank you for not undermining my authority. I would have been a laughingstock if His Majesty had released her.â
ââŚhow did you do it?â
Wilhelm asked with a perplexed look when he saw the garden that had survived without a single bug.
âIt was a garden with a time limit even with divine power. But howâŚâ
âI used alcohol.â
âAlcohol?â
âYes, weâve spread vodka throughout the garden.â
âVodka? You mean that poison?â
Wilhelm, surprised to hear Anastasiaâs answer, asked.
Anastasia nodded and added.
âOf course I didnât use the undiluted solution. Itâs diluted.â
âNo matter how diluted it was, you sprayed the strong liquor on the rose? Are you out of your mind?
âOf course.â
Anastasia smiled and shrugged.
âIsnât the evidence here?â
Then she pointed to the garden in the back.
Wilhelm had nothing to say when he saw the garden that had been restored as normal as the first time.
However, he still looked unconvinced.
Thatâs because Rosenberg didnât have the concept of pesticides yet.
âThere was a similar incident before my regression, and everyone was shocked because it was full of nutritional supplements to solve the problem.â
There was a perception that killing insects with a strong liquid like alcohol would kill the plants together.
So when there was a bug, they were caught one by one by hand.
The gardeners were initially reluctant to react in the same way as Wilhelm.
However, Anastasiaâs confident appearance forced them to carry out her instructions.
The result was a great success.
âAfter the bugs died, I gave them the same nutritional supplements and they came back to life. If the problem continues, we can solve it in the same way.â
ââŚâ
âYour Majesty?â
Wilhelm, who was listening to the explanation, looked at himself silently, and Anastasia called him in wonder.
It was that moment.
âAhâŚ!â
Wilhelm suddenly approached Anastasia and hugged her.