How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 4



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Episode 4. The reincarnation throne and the reincarnated person (3).

The coachman looked at him as he heard the child’s desperate cry for help that could be heard outside the carriage. Kael sighed and climbed back into the carriage as he felt a strange pressure in his eyes that told him he had to go.

The sight he encountered upon boarding the carriage was Mabel, struggling in her clothes, with her arms where her head should have been and her head where her arms should have been.

He couldn’t understand how such a sight could come about, and he sighed a second time less than 30 minutes after arriving in the village.

“Really. You do all sorts of things.”

“I… got it!!!”

“You’ll know it when you see it.”

“I’m watching, but can you help me?”

“How old are you, how can you not even dress properly?”

Contrary to his blunt words, Kael helped Mabel remove her misplaced arms and head, and helped her put on her clothes properly.

“What would be the occasion to wear a dress in Korea?”

“Didn’t you come to the mansion dressed well?”

“That’s because my sisters helped me! Don’t you know, Kael? How uncomfortable it is to wear clothes like this on a small body!”

“I don’t know because I haven’t tried on the dress. And it’s not my sisters, it’s the maids, so they didn’t help me put it on, it was them who put it on me.”

Mabel didn’t die a heroic death in the merciless slap. Instead, she puffed out her cheeks, opened the lid of the chair, and rummaged through the space underneath.

What kind of behavior is that?

Kael just watched the child’s actions, and soon Mabel raised her arm as if she had found what she was looking for.

What is held in that tiny hand is this.

“…comb?”

It was a comb.

A comb with such a cute pink color and flower patterns that it makes you wonder if it’s even combed properly.

Mabel held out the comb to Kael, and he looked back and forth between the child’s disheveled hair and the comb before speaking coldly and getting out of the carriage.

“Comb your hair yourself.”

After a while.

Despite her bulging cheeks that still showed her discontent, Mabel opened the carriage door with her neatly arranged hair fluttering.

Kael held out his hand to the carriage, which was too high for a child to climb down on his own. The child, who had been quietly looking down at his hand, turned his head with a ‘huh’ sound, and he lifted the child up gently and spoke to the coachman.

“Tomorrow morning. I’ll see you again here. Get some rest.”

– Jangle.

When I handed the leather pouch that made the sound of coins to the coachman, the coachman checked the inside of the pouch and kept lowering his head.

“Thank you, Your Majesty! See you tomorrow! Take care!”

Kael turned and walked into the village.

“Let’s go together!!!”

Mabel followed him at a brisk pace. However, the pace of an adult who did not care about a small child was much faster than that of a child, and the town was bustling with people as the sun was setting.

It was not long before Kael’s small shadow disappeared from the child’s low field of vision, and Mabel, who had been belatedly following Kael over someone else’s shoulder, slowly stopped walking.

“… Ka… El?”

The purple eyes shook anxiously as he called out the name of the person who had disappeared from sight. The gazes of several village elders were focused on the child who was standing there helplessly.

“Oh, dear. Where did Mom and Dad go?”

“Are you lost?”

“Is there anyone here who lost a child?!”

They were kind to Mabel, who was dressed in fancy clothes. Their eyes, scanning her clothes and examining her face, seemed greedy, if not purely good-willed.

?Is the face the only thing worth looking at? If it were big, it would be a face that nobles would like. Exactly.?

?This dirty brat can use divine power? Hey, let me see some divine power. Try it.?

?He can’t use his divine power. If he could, would he be here? He would be sold for a high price.?

?Whoa, you punk!!! Where are you sticking? The sacred clothes got dirty because of you!!!?

The images of the people in the temple who always looked down on him and looked down on him gradually overlapped with those of the villagers.

Hesitantly. Mabel took a step back, her clear purple eyes watering as she felt the hand trying to catch her.

– chin.

A pale white hand with a prominent bone structure that grabbed the hand that was reaching out. Mabel blinked quickly at the indifferent, frozen eyes that were different from the gazes of others who had always looked at her.

A teardrop that falls to the floor without properly rolling down the cheek.

– Sniff.

As the sound of the child sobbing, filled with tears, rang particularly loudly in his ears, Kael threw away the hand that had been holding him and sighed.

“Ouch!!!”

He opened his mouth, ignoring the exaggerated groans of the person who had been thrown away.

“I was wondering where you went because you suddenly disappeared.”

“First. You went first. Kael walks faster than me. Why did you go so fast…?”

“I walked slower than usual. It’s a bad thing my legs are shorter than I thought. And if you’re quick, you can just call me.”

A dog following its owner. No, like a puppy.

I just went ahead and followed along.

Doesn’t that make you feel like a bad person?

Of course, I don’t think of myself as a good guy.

Mabel reached out.

As if asking to be hugged. But as if saying that she won’t hug him if he doesn’t want to.

Kael’s eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of the outstretched arm.

…I wonder if he’s really 28 years old.

Naturally, that thought followed.

When your body becomes weak, how uncomfortable it is.

He sighed, knowing how emotional people become.

“… Phew… Come here.”

Slowly his knees bent and he lowered himself so that Mabel’s outstretched arms could wrap around his neck, calling to the child.

Mabel, who thought he might take back his words, quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his upper body. As Kael, who was supporting Mabel’s butt and back, raised his lowered body, the person who had been holding his arm approached him.

“You seem to be a noble. Even if you are a noble, how can you treat someone like this…!”

“What is this?”

A terribly low, murky voice flowed out of Kael’s mouth, and as the deep purple eyes of unknown depth were directed at him, the person who approached him flinched as if he was going to extort money.

“Ah. No. That’s okay. That’s what I was going to say. Haha!!! I’m glad you found your child!!!”

“Get out of the way.”

“Yes! Take a look!”

Kael bowed at a 90-degree angle and passed by the person who had stepped aside, wrapping his arm around Mabel’s neck and burying his face in her shoulder. ‘The child’s body temperature was quite high,’ he thought to himself.

The place he was headed to was the best-equipped inn in the town that Hugo had told him about. Deciding that he couldn’t use his arms while holding a child, he pushed open the door with his foot.

“Welcome!!! Are there two of you?”

With a sales smile on his face, Kael approached the innkeeper behind the counter, who greeted him warmly, and dropped a coin from the air onto the counter.

– My daughter!

“A single room. No, a double room. The most luxurious room here.”

A gold coin moved across the counter, and the innkeeper, who quickly took the coin, looked around to see if it was real, and made a puzzled expression.

“I don’t need change.”

Kael, who guessed what the innkeeper was going to say, quickly opened his mouth, and the innkeeper put the gold coins in his pocket and came out from the counter.

“I will do my best to serve you! First, I will show you to your room.”

The room we were guided to was surprisingly clean for a small town. As the innkeeper disappeared after saying, “If you need anything, please let me know anytime!”, Mabel, who had been motionless as if dead, lifted her face from where it had been buried on Kael’s shoulder.

“Do you need one gold coin to stay at the inn for a night?”

Kael, who felt very uncomfortable with the purple eyes that were similar to his own but different from his own when he faced her up close, threw Mabel down on the innermost bed in the room and took off the robe that was hanging over her.

“No. About one silver coin.”

“How many gold coins are there in silver?”

As if he had forgotten what had happened the moment he entered the village, Kael answered Mabel’s question naturally and calmly as usual, saying, “10.”

“Do you know the currency units of this world?”

“The lowest denomination is the copper coin. Above that are the silver, gold, and platinum coins, you know!”

So, it meant that the exact currency unit was unknown.

“100 copper coins make one silver coin. 10 silver coins make one gold coin. 100 gold coins make one platinum coin. Remember.”

100 copper coins = 1 silver coin.

10 silver coins = 1 gold coin.

100 gold coins = 1 platinum coin.

Mabel nodded, organizing Kael’s words in her head.

“For a family of four, the monthly living expenses would be about two to three silver coins.”

“So, Kael spent 4 or 5 months’ living expenses for a family of four to stay at an inn for one night? How much does it usually cost to stay at an inn?”

“In an inn like this, it might cost a silver coin.”

“You paid 10 times the price?!”

“uh.”

Mabel opened her mouth at the short reply.

No, he is a noble. Is it okay to spend money like this? Kael was also the fourth highest of the five noble titles in this world.

In novels, barons and viscounts are often portrayed as poor!!!

This is exactly what I’ve only seen in novels and dramas.

AKA, money crap!!!

Kael, unaware of Mabel’s thoughts, hung the robe he had taken off on his arm and pressed against the bed, furrowing his brow slightly.

“The quality is worse than I thought.”

Mabel tilted her head as she pressed the bed she was sitting on with her palm, following his actions.

It was certainly less plush than the bed in the writer’s house, but it wasn’t a bed of straw either; it was a bed properly padded with cotton.

“Hey, this is good enough.”

– Kkoro-ro-ro-rok.

As soon as he finished speaking, the belly clock alarm sounded in the room with perfect timing. The cheeks of the person who set off the alarm turned bright red.

“It’s because I’m relaxed! Because I’m relaxed!”

Mabel, her cheeks flushed red like a ripe apple, shouted urgently, and Kael responded indifferently while looking at the child.

“I didn’t say anything in particular.”

– Gulp, gurgle-!!

Mabel’s belly clock rang loudly once again. At the sound, Kael put the robe he had taken off and draped over his arms back on his shoulders.

“egg plant.”

“Oh, where?”

“To eat.”

“Do you eat at the inn?”

“No, I’m going out.”

“Are we just getting in?”

“Then. It was here.”

“No! I want to go too. Let’s go together!”

Mabel didn’t know.

Kael’s ‘money swindle’ of spending a gold coin on a hotel room is not considered wasteful to him. His money swindle, his money waste, is just beginning.