How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 46
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Episode 46. Trembling (1).
Hwidin was a small village located fairly close to the capital of the empire. In Hwidin Village, which had no more than 30 households, people interacted actively and were close enough to know how many spoons each household had.
Although the scale of the village was not large, the people of Whidin Village loved this small but cozy village because they shared the big and small tasks of other households as if they were their own.
“I’ve been having really bad muscle pain lately….”
The beginning of an incident always started from something ordinary.
Dale, the only merchant in the village who travels around the surrounding villages of Whidin, including the capital, complained of muscle pain after returning from a week away from another village.
“Are you feeling sick? Are you eating well?”
“There is some medicine at my house that is good for muscle pain. Come get it later.”
Because he lived alone, other villagers worried about him and would eat meals with him or visit his house with medicine.
Dale, who had boasted that he would feel better after a few days of rest and that there was no need to worry, became paler as the days went by and he was seen outside less and less.
“Dale!!! Open this door!!!”
“I, I, I… I’m, okay. Go, back.”
When he disappeared for a whole day, the only thing he would say to those who came to his house, which was locked tightly, was ‘It’s okay’ or ‘Go back.’
It was not without concern that his voice was shaking unsteadily, but his answers came back steadily, allowing people to confirm his life or death and turn around.
“Why… why, no, don’t you erase it. Are you losing?”
It’s getting dark inside Derek’s house, and no lights are on.
Inside the dark house, he was washing his hands in a basin filled with murky water, stammering.
Next to the basin is a soap in a bubble net.
The purple pieces in the pure white soap, which had completely clumped together and lost its shape, stood out especially in the darkness.
Please erase it. Erase it. Erase it.
I told you to erase it!!!
His eyes were bloodshot as he continued to mutter madly in a hoarse voice, and his hands, moving in and out of the cloudy water, were black as if he had poured black ink on them.
– Smart.
“Hey! Dale!”
A few days later.
A villager who had been knocking on the door of his house for over a week to check whether he was alive or not knocked again when there was no answer.
“Dale!!! Answer me!!!”
“what’s the matter?”
“Dale doesn’t answer.”
“what?”
As the knocking and commotion grew louder, people began to gather in front of Dale’s house one by one, and as the number of people grew, anxiety slowly began to creep in, and they broke down the firmly locked door.
“Dale!!!!”
After tearing through the remains of the broken door and entering the house, he found Dale collapsed in the middle of the room and ran towards him.
The people outside the door also entered the house behind the person who had gone in ahead and called Dale’s name.
Dale’s house was a mess.
Herbs and medicines, as well as books that were torn here and there, were strewn about the floor in a messy manner, and furniture such as chairs and tables were all out of place, fallen over, or in severe cases broken.
Although he was a peddler who dealt in various types of goods, the townspeople who knew his habit of always keeping his house neat and tidy, saying that it would be difficult to find things if it was disorganized, looked around with confused expressions.
“…I’m not breathing.”
Ben, who had approached Dale first, quietly announced that he had passed away. Without time to mourn his sudden death, the townspeople joined forces to collect his body.
It was because the children who had been playing in groups of three or four while the adults were gathered around started to look around Dale’s house with curious eyes.
An elderly man from Whidin Village tried to investigate the cause of Dale’s death, but was unable to determine the exact cause due to the blackened skin and hardened organs.
Since he had been to so many places, we could only vaguely assume that he had eaten something bad or gotten sick.
Some of those close to Dale voiced concerns that it might be an infectious disease, but it had been several days since Dale had been seen outside, and if it was an infectious disease they knew of, symptoms would have already appeared, so the voices soon died down.
This infectious disease caused by the disaster had a short incubation period for some people, while for others it had a long incubation period.
Unfortunately, the people of Whidin had no way of knowing about this, and the disease, which had begun to spread slowly and silently, slowly revealed itself.
“Mom, my fingers are black!”
The first to show symptoms were children, a few days after Dale’s funeral. Some showed their blackened hands to their parents.
It was the day when the people of Whidin village learned of the existence of the plague.
Beginning with children, people began to quickly start to show up among adults as well, with their fingertips and toes turning black. Some even set out to find someone in the capital who might know about this disease.
But when they arrived in the capital, all they found were corpses frozen like stone scattered everywhere and the despairing information that there was currently no cure.
“Are you saying there is no medicine to relieve the pain? The children are sick. Please… I will pay any price, but can you at least take care of the children?”
Ben, who had first discovered Dale, went to each of the capital’s council members, asking and pleading with them in hopes of holding onto even a glimmer of hope.
The council members, convinced that an epidemic had spread through his village after hearing that the children were sick, were all quick to swarm him and drive him out.
If necessary, we will not hesitate to use violence.
As time passed, Ben became a wreck. His face and body were covered in blood and bruises, making it difficult to find a single healthy spot.
“hey.”
A voice cautiously stopped him as he limped and wandered around looking for the congressman he had yet to meet.
She was a woman whose robe was pulled down so low that the only thing that was revealed was her long, flowing brown hair, which gave off a transparent feeling.
“I would like to hear more about your story. Can you spare some time for me?”
The sheen flowing from her exposed hair told him that the woman in front of him was by no means of low status, but Ben stopped walking as he approached the woman, knowing that he had finally found someone who would listen to him.
Most of the townspeople had already contracted the disease. He had not yet shown any symptoms of blackening of the tips of his fingers and toes, but he had no idea when they would appear.
“I’m fine. So, can you come closer?”
The gentle voice spoke again at his movements, and Ben approached her hesitantly. He calmly continued to tell her about the events of the village of Whidin.
“If you are a member of the National Assembly, could you please take a look at the children?”
“There is no cure for this disease yet. However, if you and the villagers are okay with it, would it be okay if I took a look around the village?”
“!!! Thank you!!! Thank you!!!”
Ben was so impatient that he didn’t even have time to check who was in front of him. The way he repeatedly lowered his head to the floor at the mere mention of the villagers looking after the children told him so.
“It seems like there’s no time to delay. Let’s get going right away.”
She headed straight to the village of Whidin with Ben, and after checking and recording the symptoms of each and every person in the village, she announced that she was the manufacturer and asked if they could test her medicine on the people.
The villagers, who had heard the explanation earlier that a new infectious disease with no cure had just struck the village, could not let go of the lifeline that had appeared before them.
Those whose symptoms were already severe were so stiff that they couldn’t even move properly. So, if there was even a glimmer of hope that they could slow down the terrible symptoms of their bodies stiffening while still alive, and even cure them, I thought, why not try the medicine on them?
“I will come back with the necessary supplies and someone to help me.”
She looked after all the villagers in Whidin and asked them to find a house for her and her companions to stay in, and to not leave the house if she came back again.
She turned around and warned that if he broke this rule, the previous conversation would be considered as if it had never happened.
“Um… How should we call you?”
It was only when she was about to leave the village that Ben, who had come out as the village representative to see her off, asked, and the lips slightly revealed under the robe he was wearing parted in a soft curve.
“Chloris. That’s enough.”
Chloris.
Ben had a feeling he had heard that name somewhere, but the words added to the name seemed to suggest that he should just ignore the surname that followed, so he nodded.
“All right.”
It was three days later that she returned to the village of Whidin.
The villagers heard voices outside and whispered, “She’s back! She’s come to treat us!” and wanted to run out right away and ask her to examine their illness and their child’s illness, but soon they remembered her warning and held their breath again.
As soon as possible.
Hoping she would help them.
* * *
“Hmm…! Okay! I’ve decided on this room!!!”
Mabel, who was carefully looking around the rooms with her small body, shouted in a desperate voice from inside the room with the largest window among the rooms, as Kael told her to choose a room to stay in out of the three.
“Big window room! You are mine now!!!”
To be honest, the room in the house where Mabel, Kael, and Cloris were staying was just so-so. Even though it was said to be the room with the largest window, it wasn’t even 1cm different from the windows in the other rooms.
Still, Mabel, who had made a decision after much thought, went out to the living room to tell Kael, and instead of the person she had come looking for, the child encountered Cloris coming out of the attic.
“uh?!”
Mabel’s eyes widened at the sight of Cloris emerging from the attic.
“Sister, wear the same clothes as me!!!”
What should I say to that voice that was so bright and cheerful that it seemed as if the events that had occurred at the main gate of the capital had already been forgotten?
Cloris hesitated for a moment, then thought, “The child is indeed a child,” and smiled softly.
“Yes, I heard Mabel prepared it for me. Thank you.”
At Cloris’s words, Mabel was about to reflexively say, “Huh? What do you mean?” but then remembered Kael entering the attic earlier.
I was just going to give you those clothes!
Oh my, when are you going to be honest!
This time too, the good me! Look! I’ll give it to you!
“I hope you like it, Sister!”
If Kael heard that, he would have said, “What kind of stupid thing is that?” and that if you said you prepared it, Cloris’ guilt would have grown even more. He would have answered, but unfortunately, there was no one who could know Mabel’s thoughts. There was no one who could correct her thoughts.
“But… Mabel.”
Cloris briefly smiled a little deeper at the reply. She looked around the empty living room as she called Mabel.
“yes!”
“Where did your highness go?”
In response to her question about Kael’s whereabouts, Mabel made a ‘hmm’ sound and then began to look around the living room.
“Found it!!!”
Flash. Mabel raised her short arms.
There was a piece of paper in his small hand.