How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 38
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Episode 38. Sharing and Disaster (3).
Not knowing that someone was coming from the alley, Mabel handed over a box that seemed to easily be three digits in size to the person in front of her.
“Miss Mabel. How about taking a little rest?”
Hugo asked cautiously in the never-ending line, but Mabel shook her head firmly.
It was something I did because I wanted to do it.
So, I wanted to finish what I had to do by myself.
“Miss, I brought you a drink. Please have a drink.”
Mabel smiled faintly as she took a sip of the drink in the straw-filled container that Lily had handed her. After asking Lily to help with the drinks for the others, Mabel continued to hand out soap.
“hello.”
At that moment, a woman’s voice particularly rang clearly in Mabel’s ears.
A voice as warm as a breeze, as smooth as water. It was a good voice, but it wasn’t anything special, so it stuck in my ears. Mabel, who had been keeping conversation to a minimum because there were so many people lined up, stopped handing over a box of soap and looked at the woman standing in front of her.
The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of water-colored eyes with a soft blue hue that seemed to be filled with water. Next was the long, thin, light brown hair that flowed naturally.
Mabel blinked at the sight of a fresh beauty with an appearance that made her wonder if nature were to be portrayed as a human being.
An appearance that has been ‘read’ many times somewhere, with blue eyes and light brown hair.
A name quickly came to Mabel’s mind.
‘Chloris de Flora’.
He was the only character in Hanjumjae’s original work who led the love line. He was the one who seemed to finally connect with the main character Lars after struggling with both sides, but met an unfortunate ending.
?If the world is going to end, what good is it without you?! Please… Lars… You are my world. Don’t leave me. Don’t go.?
Some comments on this line of hers called it a ‘character collapse’ because Cloris was always the one who chose others over herself and everyone over an individual.
But Mabel felt that the lines were more realistic after reading them.
At that time, Chloris had placed the person she loved on the scale of choice for the first time. Before, she had not placed her family, her people, on the scale of choice.
“Chloris, facing the destruction of the world, began to question whether the choices she had believed to be right had actually been the right ones.
Those who fell because of the choices I believed were right must have loved someone, or were in love with someone.
Of course I knew.
I knew it would be painful and sad.
But the emotions she actually encountered caused her faith to collapse in an instant.
Perhaps the description was written with that kind of feeling.
Because she couldn’t remember all the lines and descriptions, Mabel, who had barely managed to recall them, was pulled out of her thoughts by Hugo’s voice calling her name softly.
“Eww! I’m sorry! You’re so pretty!!!”
Hoping that my reaction would be like that of an eight-year-old child, Mabel held out the pale pink box to Cloris. Cloris took the box and hesitated, as if she had something to say. She opened her mouth cautiously.
“I know this is rude, but… could I have two more of these lucky soaps?”
“Two?”
Even without being told why, Mabel could tell who Cloris wanted to give the two lucky soaps to.
The colleagues he loves. Lars and Adrina, I guess.
Come to think of it, Lars at this time would have been unconscious and sick from the power absorbed by the Holy Sword. Since it was the first time he had received the power, Lars did not show up during the first disaster, and in the original work, the role of Cloris, a white magician with extensive medical knowledge, was prominent.
Mabel would have liked to give her two lucky soaps right away, but… she hesitated because it seemed unfair to those who had received them before her, and to those who had to receive them after her.
“You can give it to me if you want.”
At that moment, Mabel could hear a familiar voice calling out to her. It was Kael, the one who had told her not to show up and who had also warned her not to come.
“Ka…dad?”
Mabel, who was about to call him by his familiar name, quickly changed her title when she realized that there were countless people around her, not just the people of the Damier family.
The title that was so difficult to call her came out naturally from Mabel’s mouth as if she were calling her that way every day.
“It seems my daughter didn’t want to see me.”
“Why is Dad here??”
The square was in an uproar when Mabel suddenly appeared and called him ‘father’, revealing that he was Kael, Viscount Damier.
Since he was not one to show himself to the public, most people were seeing him for the first time. Even the staff working at the Damie upper store might only see his face once a month, so how much more so for others.
“I had some business nearby and came out to take care of something, so I stopped by.”
Chloris, who had heard Kael’s calm and composed answer right in front of her, and those who had not far behind her looked at him with a look that said, ‘Who would believe that answer!’ But here was someone who believed that answer.
“Oh, I had something to do!”
As expected, it was Mabel.
Some people unconsciously groaned in pity at the sight of the child blindly believing Kael’s words.
“Yeah. It’s lunchtime, and I saw people waiting in line, so I thought they’d skip lunch or dinner, so I came to pick them up.”
“You came to pick me up?”
“okay.”
Kael’s fingers traced a gentle curve, and a vivid purple magic bloomed from his fingertips, beginning to draw an intricate pattern.
Tariq’s eyes followed Kael’s magic closely, as the magic color was a shade of purple, not the purple he had seen before.
The small magic items that started out overlapped and expanded in size, then soon disappeared as if they were seeping into the remaining lucky soap boxes.
Two more boxes were placed in front of Chloris, and those behind her were also simultaneously distributed to the people, as if they were being given to their designated owners.
“I’ve heard that Count Damie was a wizard, but I didn’t know he was such an excellent wizard.”
“I don’t know what to do with myself when I receive praise from the greatest white magician in the empire.”
Mabel looked up at Kael with a blank stare as he finished the amount of supplies she had worked hard to distribute for hours with just a few gestures, and Kael lightly picked her up in his arms.
“Okay. I have to have lunch with my daughter.”
“Oh, thank you so much for the soap.”
“I just hope that my daughter’s luck will be passed on to those who need it.”
Kael turned around, left Hugo to clean up after himself, and climbed into the carriage that had been waiting since Mabel arrived.
The carriage carrying the two people began to move at Kael’s command, and Mabel spoke urgently as Tariq and Lily, who had come with them, had not yet gotten on.
“Tariq and Lily haven’t ridden yet!”
“The two of them will come separately from Hugo.”
At Kael’s immediate response, Mabel scratched her chin with her finger. Kael swallowed a sigh as he looked at Mabel like that.
It was really a mess of things that didn’t go according to plan. He really had no intention of going out today either.
I was just thinking about the common ‘parenting cliché’ while doing paperwork, and in parenting dramas, there’s always an accident that happens when a child does something official for the first time. I was just looking around because I wanted to take care of anything that could be a headache in advance.
As expected.
There were about 30 people waiting in the alleys to kidnap Mabel, and they happened to be criminals working for an organization that the Emperor had been having a hard time with recently.
I was planning to leave after taking care of that, but then I saw Cloris standing in line. Cloris had no problem making contact with Mabel.
It was easy to guess that she was not the kind of person who would harm a child, and that she had simply come to receive the soap to bring good luck to her colleagues, as she was the one who had created it.
Even though I knew it, my body moved ahead first.
I think there was also a cliche in parenting dramas that passed by in a flash, where the main characters become close friends very quickly.
“But wasn’t that Cloris just now?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Wow… I actually heard her voice. Something felt off, so I looked at her face? But no matter how I looked at her hair color and eye color, it was definitely Chloris! I was really surprised. Don’t you think Kael knows?!”
After that, Mabel continued to babble to him like a baby bird, endlessly telling him about the memorable people who had given her soap until the carriage arrived at the Damier family home, and Kael, who would normally have cut her off, saying that she was noisy, simply nodded and listened to the child’s story.
While endlessly pondering why I came forward.
The conclusion of the worries was concluded with a somewhat uneasy feeling in his heart: ‘Mabel, who liked the original characters so much before meeting them, is trying to prevent them from developing more affection for them than they do now, which may cause problems later on.’
* * *
The night after we finished sharing.
One night, while Mabel was in a deep sleep due to her first official outdoor activity, Tariq came to see Kael.
“Master.”
“why.”
“Master… do you know of any way for me to become stronger than I am now?”
“Why are you suddenly asking that?”
Tariq opened his mouth slowly, thinking.
“It’s just a feeling…”
A different color of magic than before. It was known that the color of magic a person possessed was innate, and the same was true for the sword energy used by the Sword Master.
I knew that Kael was strong. But if it was to the extent of changing the color of magic power. Maybe he could teach me how to handle a similar type of sword energy.
How to become stronger.
It was clear that he was stronger than the chosen one, but his intuition, honed through his long career as a mercenary, warned him that this would not help his master and the young lady who had saved his life and his younger brother’s life.
So he had to become strong, and it was ironic that the person he was asking for advice was the one who had helped him more than he could ever hope to give his entire life to.
“I know.”
“then….”
Kael nodded slowly.
Anyway, I was planning to give Tariq some direction so that he could become a sword master.
“It’s going to be pretty tough.”
“I am prepared.”
“It’ll be hard to make time for the time being. Let’s just repeat what I’m telling you today and get used to it.”
“All right.”
Their nights grew deeper, and at that time, the praise for the lucky soap they had received came to mind. The first death occurred in the capital, with the tips of their fingers and toes turning black and their bodies becoming increasingly stiff, until even their organs stopped working.
was the first victim of the disaster.