How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 3



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Episode 3. The reincarnation throne and the reincarnated person (2).

Mabel, who had been following Kael like a baby bird chasing its mother, was lifted into the air like a book in the study and landed in Hugo’s arms.

“That kid. Don’t let him come to me.”

“You’re faster than I thought, young lady.”

Kael’s eyes grew cold at Hugo’s witty reply as he returned.

“You can’t do the job you’re given properly. So you have nothing to say if you get fired, right?”

“Oh, Miss Mabel. I guess that’s it for today.”

“Abuse of power. We resolutely oppose it!”

“If you have power, you have to use it.”

After dealing with the little bird that had been following him, Kael headed to the bedroom. As soon as he entered the room, he collapsed on the bed and slowly blinked as if he was going to close his dark-shadowed eyes at any moment.

A week.

There was no significant harvest compared to the time invested.

If only it were about the god Janus.

He had spent a week not only investigating the god Janus, but also the young guest who had come into the house. He had been investigating Mabel and watching the child.

What do you do when you wake up?

How do you treat people here?

What do you do when you are alone, etc.

I watched the child’s every move.

“It’s different.”

Same reincarnation.

But it was so different from me.

Even if this world is not the original work, it often follows the flow and flags of novels.

For example.

When Mabel came to find him and the way she melted into the writer’s house followed the typical reincarnation parenting story, and Hugo also followed the typical illusion story of thinking that he is a warm-hearted person even though he looks cold on the outside.

I also read a lot of other works.

Also, for him, who had tried writing it himself, whenever he encountered a ‘scene often seen in novels’ or a ‘situation written in novels’ in reality, ironically, it reminded him that this was a novel, that this was not the world he was meant to live in, and it made him feel a sense of alienation about his own existence.

“It seems like you have no idea.”

Because I just read that kind of work.

I think the best way is to move, though.

Kael, who had been reincarnated in this world for a thousand years, was convinced that someone was artificially creating this situation.

like.

As if there were another writer other than me.

This experience was not pleasant in the story he wrote in his own head and with his own hands.

“Should I tell you?”

Should I tell Mabel the truth?

But he thought about it for a moment.

Soon he closed his eyes.

I’m glad I’m not treated like a crazy person.

If someone were to say, ‘You are a puppet in this world, moving and thinking according to the will of others,’ would you believe them and say, ‘Oh, really?’

First of all, since the transaction was made, I paid a reasonable amount of attention to the convenience. That was the extent of my work.

It wasn’t something you would say to someone who was so well-integrated into this world, and above all else.

“bothered.”

After regressing to calculate the variables that would arise due to another reincarnation, he was so busy that he didn’t even have time to think about his situation properly, and he greeted the next day without even taking a single step out of bed.

“Wow, Kael… .”

The next day.

Usually worn when visiting a temple.

Mabel’s mouth opened slightly as she saw Kael wearing pure white clothes instead of the black and purple ones.

“It really doesn’t suit you!”

Kael looked down at the child, who, despite her white dress with little decoration, reminded him of a little angel.

The way he spoke, emphasizing the first word, seemed to be still upset about yesterday’s incident.

“It looks like you don’t want to go to the temple.”

“Perfectly! It suits you so well! How can a white outfit look so good on you?! It’s great! Kael!”

Seeing him change his words immediately after I said something, I should say he’s not an angel but a bat.

After a brief moment of useless contemplation, he did not respond to the child’s words and walked towards the waiting carriage. Kael got into the carriage right away, and Mabel also got into the carriage with Hugo’s help.

“Both of you, take care of yourselves and come back safely.”

Leaving Hugo’s greeting behind.

The carriage left Damie’s house.

Inside a rattling carriage.

Kael looked relaxed, reading a small book he had brought with him, with a motionless expression. But Mabel, on the other side, had the exact opposite expression.

A sad face.

Her small hands were holding onto the chair, trying her best not to bump her bottom.

The countless twitching and fluttering movements could be seen even from beyond the book Kael was reading, and he spoke of the movements that were breaking his concentration.

“This is crazy.”

“My butt hurts….”

“Get used to it.”

Mabel, who was riding in a carriage for the first time, didn’t know.

The carriage they were riding in was the best of its kind and had the least amount of shaking of all carriages, and Kael had already had Hugo add an extra layer of cushions to the chairs they were sitting in.

“Yes. By any chance. How much further do we have to go?”

“How long do you think it will take?”

Mabel pouted her lips and thought deeply as she looked at Kael, who was answering questions with questions.

“Today? You even wore white clothes to go to the temple.”

Is that correct?

At the following words, Kael looked up from his book and sighed as he looked at Mabel’s face, which was both sad and cheerful.

There must be a mountain of things to teach.

“How long did it take you to get here from the temple you were in?”

“A week? No, maybe eight or nine days?”

“How on earth did you get to the capital?”

“I came on foot, and I also got a ride in a carriage!”

“… It’s just a stroke of luck that I didn’t die.”

Despite the cold sarcasm in her voice, Mabel shrugged her shoulders as if she had heard a compliment.

“That’s not a compliment.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Whether it’s your past life or your present life, have you never heard that you have no tact?”

“In my past life, my nickname was ‘Positivity King’!”

What kind of life did I live in my past life?

How can one be so proud, let alone be intimidated?

Kael, who had suddenly become curious, soon realized that he was curious about the person in front of him and shook his head.

Useless curiosity and thoughts about others are poison.

“In order to adopt you, the temple must take over your custody. To do that, I must go to the temple where you were and receive the ‘excommunication papers’, and it took over a week on foot. If I rode a carriage, it would take about two or three days.”

“Do you have to go to the temple I was in? Then why are you dressed like this?!”

“There are many people watching outside the Damie House. I’m letting them know. I’m going to the temple.”

I think this explanation is enough to understand.

Kael turned his gaze back to the book.

At that moment, the carriage jerked, and the pain in Mabel’s butt, which she had momentarily forgotten while talking, came back to her.

It’s only been an hour since we got on the carriage.

You said it would take 2-3 days to get to the temple?

They still had a long way to go, and Mabel, facing that fact, looked around the carriage to see if there was anything more comfortable to sit on, as the feeling in her buttocks began to fade.

does not exist.

If things continue like this, the two of us might end up sticking together and getting burned.

Mabel knew that what Kael always said about being 28 years old was true.

I’ve heard quite a few times in my past life that I wasn’t worth my age, but never to this extent.

Is it because my body is getting weaker?

The shrunken body was quite uncomfortable.

Also, when my body is tired and my mind is exhausted, I really start to think like an 8-year-old child and get easily swayed by emotions.

“…What are you doing?”

It was exactly the same even then.

“My butt. Protect it.”

Mabel, who was exploring the inside of the carriage, couldn’t find anything to put on, but she was able to find Kael’s thigh, which maintained its unwavering comfort.

Wouldn’t it be less painful for a person to live than for a tree?

So Mabel sat on Kael’s thigh.

Kael looked down at the small pink crown sitting on his thigh and sighed.

“I won’t disturb you while you’re reading a book. I’ll just be quiet.”

Chitter chitter.

Should I tell him to come down?

Instead of responding to Mabel’s urgent voice, Kael turned the page of the book he was reading.

He decided that it didn’t matter since it was light anyway and he didn’t feel anything special, and that it was less bothersome, so he focused on reading the book.

Contrary to her expectations that it wouldn’t be very comfortable, since Kael wasn’t very big, but rather small, Mabel began to nod off at the difference in class between a regular bus and a premium bus.

A moving pink crown.

The sound of breathing coming in and out.

Kael finally put down the book he was reading, his thighs slightly heavier than before.

?How can I do something I don’t know when I’m locked in a room??

“It’s all commercialism. It’s commercialism.”

Even though people know it’s a tactic, they still fall for it.

Today was just one day where I could overlook this level of commercialism.

He supported Mabel with his arms to keep her from falling, then turned his head and looked out the window of the carriage for a long time.

Until the coachman announced that the two had arrived at the first village where they were to stay.

* * *

It actually took about three days to get to the Temple of Janus, where the child had been staying, to receive Mabel’s custody and excommunication papers from the capital.

If you go in a hurry, it is a distance that can be covered in two days.

?I’m sure your Majesty will be fine, but Miss Mabel is still young. She’s never been in a carriage for a long time. If you push yourself too hard, you’ll get into trouble on the way.?

There’s nothing more frustrating than having an eight-year-old child fall ill while you’re traveling in a carriage.

If you try to go quickly, you might end up spending more time than 3 days.

So Kael planned his route so that he could stop by the village once a day.

“Your Majesty. My Lady. We have arrived at the village.”

When Mabel didn’t move even when the coachman’s voice announced their arrival at the first village, Kael himself gently shook the child’s body.

“Get up.”

“Have you arrived?”

Fortunately for him, it was unfortunate.

Mabel woke up with her eyes wide open.

Mabel wiped her lips with her sleeve, as if she had drooled while sleeping, and got down from the thigh she had been helping him with.

Kael sat up on his thighs, which had become lighter, and lightly snapped his fingers, and in that moment, his clothes changed.

“magic…!”

Where did the pure white clothes go? He looked like he was getting out of the carriage, wearing dull clothes and a gray robe. He grabbed the doorknob and said, ‘Me too! Me too!’ to Mabel, who was giving him an intense look.

“If you look under the chair, you’ll find some clothes. Put them on and come out.”

Leaving those words behind.

He got out of the carriage, and Mabel, left alone, grumbled as she looked at her clothes neatly arranged in the space under the rickety chair.

“Oh my, my fate.”

After Kael got out of the carriage.

After about 10 minutes had passed.

A loud voice was heard from inside the carriage where the child was left alone.

“Help me-!!!”