CHAPTERS
“Haa...” Calm down and think about what to do from now on. Getting excited won't do anything. I pressed my palms against my eyes, trying to suppress the anger welling up in my skull. First of all, I've suddenly become a criminal who assaulted the Duke. But within the next ten days, I must praise the duke's son, whom he abused, three times. ...It was hopeless. I couldn't even decide what to do first. But I had the Discernment skill. I wasn’t going to save it until it was useless, so I had…- 187.9 K • Ongoing
- My entire body was overcome with an uncomfortable sensation of falling, as if the ground beneath my feet had caved in. I closed my eyes. Thud─! In that instant, stars burst across my bleached-white vision. The pain came late. "Ugh." My forehead ached as if it would split open, probably from hitting something when I landed awkwardly. Ah, seriously... Can't you just guide me gently instead of throwing me around? It might as well change its name, from 'Guidance' to something like…
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- Palet was waiting outside the closed audience chamber. "To see the Pope in my lifetime..." And for His Holiness to even call my humble name... Perhaps I'd used up all my luck to enjoy this honor. Was that why I’d been especially unlucky until now? Then, naturally, the memory from five days ago surfaced. Without a doubt, that day was the most unlucky day in Palet's 25 years of life. After resolving the escape commotion involving Prisoner Number 1004 and returning, the guard instructor…
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- Prison visiting room. Before the possession, I never had any reason to go near a prison, but I had seen enough of them in dramas and movies. Narrow, bleak, and strangely unsettling... I assumed this hellish visiting room would be similar, if not worse. But the visiting room I entered following Palet was completely different from what I had imagined. I opened the large door and stepped onto luxurious carpet right from the entrance. My bare feet, accustomed only to cold stone floors, now walked on this…
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- I suppose it's a blessing in disguise that Iser became the target this time. As the one handling my medication, Iser visited my cell daily at the same time and stayed. I didn't need to risk a dangerous escape from my cell just to see him. But deep down, I actually hoped someone else would be the target of praise, not Iser. Because I didn't want to use someone who had already nearly died because of me. Not again, for my own purposes. I stared at Iser's face. He was fiddling with my hand, and sensing…
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- The wooden tray holding my dinner was collected, and shortly after, the cell door opened. With a metallic sound, Iser entered first. He exchanged a brief glance with me before standing against the cell wall. Behind him, the apothecary entered. The apothecary took a seat in front of me and pulled instruments from a large bag. The light seeping through the open iron door seemed dimmer than usual today. Perhaps because of that, she was tilting her head, examining the back of my hand. Then, Iser…
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- If Isabelle had become a guard to seek revenge and come find me, I could have understood. But it was Iser who came, and he hadn't come for revenge. When I asked why he was here, Iser's answer was somewhat roundabout, but not impossible to understand. "...You came because you missed me?" I had no idea how to begin. After a long pause, the words that finally came out of my mouth were these. "...I don't understand." I muttered while splashing water on my face. Even with my face buried in my…
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- Embarrassed at being caught in such a state, I averted my gaze from Iser. The torn skin beneath my eyes burned as if scorched by fire. “Prisoner Number 1004, are you listening?” “Ah…” Only then did I recall the guard instructor had asked me something. “What’s the reason you left your cell after six years?” "……There's no reason." Of course, I had my own reasons. I wanted to escape this goddamn world as soon as possible, and that was the sole purpose of leaving my cell.…
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- Iser gazed quietly down at Lucariel's face, fast asleep in his arms. His snowflake-like, pure white eyelashes were drenched in tears. The sight was heartbreakingly beautiful. Six years ago, Lucariel was seventeen, but even then, he looked no different from an adult. His height and voice were already nearly fully developed back then. Yet, the person before him now was completely different from six years ago. That fact stung painfully in his eyes. His silver hair, once like starlight, had faded like…
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- Praise 'XXX Hayut'! (0/1) The moment this quest dropped, I escaped the cell. I figured escaping the cell was the only way to even attempt this insane quest. After all, the original Lucariel also ran wild inside the prison before encountering Isabelle. Various restraints were fastened all over my body, and the one around my neck was connected to the cell and a Tali cord. Therefore, to escape the cell, I absolutely had to deal with the restraint around my neck. The restraints were sturdy,…
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