Pulling my hair out, I was lying face down on the stream.
In fact, with my short paws, rather than pulling. I was just brushing my head.
“You seem to have a lot of trouble.”
Cain, who seemed to be chatting with Lyle for a while, suddenly came to my side. Seeing that, I mumbled as I peered at my face reflected over the clear stream.
“Well, what if I had to live like this for the rest of my life?”
Only her presence was a bit blurry, but Adelia was an extra young lady with a pretty face and a lot of money. However, a character I was satisfied with became a puppy in an instant. Truly, there was nothing in the world more embarrassing than this.
After looking at me for a moment, he slowly opened his mouth.
“There’s a story, a legendary descendant from Lian.”
“….?”
“The story is that the cookie house disappeared magically after the witch who made the sweets house devoured the children and died.”
It was a story I think I have heard from somewhere.
I stared intently at him, trying to understand his intention of suddenly bringing up the story. Cain, who saw me like that, continued with a meaningful smile.
“I remember the phrase that after the witch died, the confectionery house disappeared.”
The only passage that came to mind when I heard about the fairy tale was Hansel and Gretel…? I swallowed my saliva while gazing at Cain, who was telling me a very dangerous story. So, killing a witch, the sweet house would disappear…
Cain’s words, which only sounded dangerous for a moment, sounded different.
Yes, he was right. In our world, the story was just a fairy tale, Hansel and Gretel, although in this world, it might be different. In any case, since the author of this novel was from the world I lived in, they might have made the fairy tale, Hansel and Gretel, like a legend that actually existed.
If the fairy tale exists like a legend in this original novel, other stories might not be the same—for example, the Frog Prince…?
“Shall we kiss, us?”
“…What?”
“No, I’m not saying it in a weird way. If there was a witch who abducted children and made a cookie house, as Your Highness said, there’s also a story of a prince who turned into a frog and returned to a human after being kissed!”
“… I’ve never heard of such a thing.”
He had never heard of it…?
The blaze of hope, which had been burning fiercely, was extinguished helplessly. I frowned as I looked at Cain, who was looking at me, before narrowing my forehead.
