CHAPTERS
Since returning from the Hayut Castle Tykvana had been busier than ever. She had to shoulder all of Atsula's duties as well, since he had fallen into a coma. Atsula's divine power shock was caused by Lucariel's divine power. However, she reported to the Pope that it was an accident caused by Atsula's own divine power going out of control. Such incidents were not uncommon among those who manifested divine power, so the Pope did not make a big deal out of it and let it pass. ‘I dared report…- 180.0 K • Ongoing
- Iser can be revived. That single fact made the despair I'd felt just moments ago melt away like snow. But soon, I sensed something was wrong. Nowhere in the status window did I see the phrase ‘revive’. ──────【 Wisdom 】────── Requested Information: Result: - The physical body of identifier ‘Iser Hayut’ is in a state of death. - The soul of identifier ‘Iser Hayut’ is also on the verge of annihilation. -However, if the ‘Player's System’ is…
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- Iser's hand, which had been reaching toward my cheek, stopped mid-air. Then it fell limply to the ground. I reflexively caught the hand. The body temperature I felt through the gloves was unnaturally cold. “...Iser?” There was no reply. Iser lay motionless, both eyes closed. I brought his hand to my cheek. The spot where our skin touched didn't hurt. No. He said it wouldn't hurt to touch while the wound was still there. I forced myself to steady my mind and pressed my ear to Iser's…
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- Lucariel jumped high and landed on the windowsill of the floor where Iser was. At that moment, a sickening, blood-curdling stench that felt like it would turn his stomach inside out filled the air. “What is this...” Hell itself unfolded before his eyes. The hallway, littered with servants lying everywhere, was a sea of blood. Bright red blood pooled on the pure white marble floor, and the walls and ceiling were also stained with the same crimson hue. No one alive remained…
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- When I woke up, it was pouring rain. A pungent, metallic smell wafted up from the rain-soaked earth. The dark sky, obscured by storm clouds, made it impossible to tell whether it was day or night. "Ugh..." The fierce rain made it hard to open my eyes, and my thoroughly soaked body felt clammy. I sat up, groggily raising my body sprawled across the garden plot. Only then did I regain enough presence of mind to check the status window. Floating in mid-air, it illuminated the thick rain with a…
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- "What?" ...A monster appeared? Where? After looking around frantically, I finally spotted it. Something was lurking in the hallway. "...What is that? Something like a ginseng?" It really looked like ginseng, no exaggeration. The hallway was dim due to the thick, dark clouds overhead, but I could clearly see a ginseng root the size of a cat walking around on two legs. Its limbs were thin lateral roots, its torso a thick main root. And atop it all, a cluster of flowers sat where a head should…
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- The two Patjwis were in their late twenties or early thirties. They chuckled among themselves as they entered the room, then spoke one after the other. "You're heading out of the castle soon, right? Before you get on your carriage, cover the other one with a tarp. Looks like it’ll rain today." "Hey, yes, could you please..." Then the two men spotted me standing behind Seriha. When our eyes met, they both stopped in their tracks, their mouths agape. Their expressions were as if they'd seen a…
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- Even with the hint, I ended up saying nothing. This time too, Iser didn't rush me or reproach me. Iser's face as he ate breakfast was as serene as ever. It was actually me who was out of character. For some reason, it felt hard to strike up a conversation, and it took me a long while before I could finally speak. "Do you like strawberries?" Strawberries from the garden lay on the table. A few days ago, I'd found several green strawberries in the garden, and when I checked just now, two of them…
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- A reply came from Iser, who had been lying motionless. "...Yes." His voice was low and muffled. But it wasn't the voice of someone who'd just woken up. "When did you wake up?" "...When you came in from the balcony." That's a lie. Iser's posture and breathing hadn't changed before or after I went out to the balcony and came back in. Thinking about it now, it seemed like he'd been like that all night. So Iser had been awake all night. Just like me. Maybe he hasn't slept even once while…
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- Iser held a silver-colored letter envelope in his hand. It must have been tucked inside the holy book. Given Seriha's personality, I figured he'd written the letter to express his gratitude. I chuckled softly and held out my gloved hand. "Looks like Abel put it there." Iser said nothing. Clutching the envelope tightly, he just stared at my outstretched hand. …Does he not want to give it? I hesitated for a moment, then placed my outstretched hand palm-up on the table, as if to say, give it…
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