บททั้งหมดของ The Demon Prince's Promise: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

On the other side of Souzou, Hannock hears from his army a ridiculous story. The crown prince lives? Absurd! He was the one who killed Zhemier, his blade dug in his chest! Why must that demon live again! "Are you certain of it, Agars?" Hannock's voice rumbled in the throne room. "Wasn't it just some kind of witchcraft?!" "No, my King. He has the same power you have. A snap of his fingers and one goes down. We would not retreat if we knew we weren't going to wind up dead on that land." "Agars is correct, our King. But something was wrong with him." It made Hannock raise his brows. Something was wrong? "What is it that you noticed, Kremlin?" "I heard him asking Mizuko about himself. Though it was being playful since he has that little irritating smirk on his face..." Kremlin starts moving his hands, walking back and forth that the King could not understand.

At the kitchen, Mizuko kept thinking how to get rid of Kenshi. A glass of water has been in her hand for quite the time now and she has been biting her lower lip too. It would be crazy for him to come out when he knows he didn't come from the door.  "Seems like there's a lot in your mind." Mizuko raise her head and saw her brother with a smile. She immediately fixed herself as her brother stands beside her. "You okay? I heard you and Kenshi went to the palace today." "Ye-Yes, I am fine!" She nervously chuckles. "And yes, we went to the castle. He wanted me to come along with him." "Do you want to talk about what happened or..." Kozuko glances at Mizuko.  "Nothing much happened, brother!" She walk past Kozuko and put down the glass of water on the sink

After a morning filled with chores Mizuko decided to rest under the tall trees. She laid down on grass and as she was about to close her eyes, she saw how the leaves would dance with the wind. Whenever the leaves does, the sunlight would break through them, making their way to her eyes. It somehow made her feel better.  If everyday was just this peaceful, she would really love to just stop the moment there. Pause her sadness, burry her love and move forward. She really wants to move forward but then Kenshi's back, and he is unaware that he is hurting her.  But what if Kenshi didn't forget her? Would he have done the same thing? The wonders in her makes force a smile. And just so suddenly, a face was over hers. Mizuko's eyes then widened, looking at those golden ones and those familiar smile that turned her face sour.

Sunny afternoon. Mizuko should be practicing and getting her aim exercised but then she has three more ingredients to go. Surely finding a jasmine in the area, she thought was easy but it is not! She's starting to think that someone is purposely sabotaging her by making all the jasmines disappear. They used to be so easy to find!  Now she's back in the edges of the town they are staying in Yami. They should be calling their town Hikari since all Hikari's refugees are living there.  "Oh, jasmine, jasmine!" She tries to be dramatic. "It sounds awful," she commented on her self.  She is thankful that Kenshi has not bothered her today. It's time her heart rests a bit after all those shocking revelations and her mourning. She learned from all those.

Kozuko has reported to the King of Yami his decision to fight Hannock and take back their Kingdom. To the prince, his people had suffered enough in the hands of Hannock and the deformed devils should perish. He wants them gone and that he will do.  "I ask for your assistance, your majesty. I ask for your help in this battle," Kozuko stated the most reason of his visit. "We all know I am not fond of war, dear prince.  Even when I knew Kenshi was going to get himself hurt, I did not do anything," he says. Kozuko lowered his head more when he heard of that. "It is what I regret. So, for my son, I shall lend you an army which you can bring with you to Hikari." Abruptly, Kozuko raised his head, his face brightened. "I will think of this as a great favor, your majesty." "Very well. I apologize if I cannot involv