How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 48
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Episode 48. Trembling (3).
It was the night Mabel had mentioned that she wanted to play with the kids. Kael, who had readily agreed to do so in front of Cloris, went to Mabel’s room.
“reason.”
“Hey, what could be the reason? After the morning clinic, Cloris is in the lab, and Kael is busy with paperwork. I’m just bored!”
As if he knew he would come looking for him.
Even though Kael spat out one unkind word that cut off everything, Mabel’s mouth gave a sly answer as if she knew what he was asking.
“reason.”
But that sly answer was useless in front of Kael. As the blunt voice once again spoke the same words, Mabel sat on the bed and swung her legs back and forth in the air.
Hmm-. Mabel let out a throaty noise similar to a hum, then slightly raised her head and met Kael’s gaze.
“Kael, you know what?”
“I don’t know.”
Mabel smiled at the sharp answer and turned her head to look out the window. Thanks to the fairly large window, the moon and small stars in the darkened sky looked like a landscape painting.
“This house was originally the house where a sibling and their parents lived. After the first death in Whidin Village, the next children to contract the disease were the siblings living in this house. Before we could do anything about it, their condition worsened and they passed away before Sister Cloris could arrive.”
Mabel’s voice was soft and calm, as if she was reading a fairy tale, and the child’s voice continued on.
Due to the epidemic, the funeral of the siblings was over in less than half a day. The parents, who had sent their children away overnight while emptying the house, are said to have quietly disappeared after asking that only the children be treated and not be sent away in vain like their own children.
“The owners of this house are probably no longer of this world, right?”
A question that is somewhat filled with futility.
Knowing that the question wasn’t intended to be answered, Kael crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall.
“I know that if I use my powers, it will have some kind of effect on the healing potion that Sister Cloris is researching.”
If a drug other than the treatment drug is used and symptoms improve, it takes time to dig deeper into the drug and ingredients, which can delay the creation of the treatment drug or lead to unnecessary misunderstandings that the treatment is working.
He couldn’t cure everyone with his own abilities. It wasn’t a good choice to show off his abilities for the sake of the Damie Countess, and it would be better for everyone if the cure was completed as soon as possible.
Mabel was also clearly aware of that point.
That’s why I decided not to use my powers unless the symptoms got worse to the point where the person was on the verge of death, even if it was because I felt sorry for Kael for bringing him here because of my actions, and even if it was because I didn’t want to cause him any more trouble.
Even if I use it, I can survive by taking the medicine that was made. I was planning to use it just like that.
“That’s why I didn’t use my ability, and I didn’t want to use it. But when I heard that story… .”
A child’s body is more fragile than an adult’s, and the same illness can kill them overnight.
“I wanted to honor the request of those who gave us this house. I don’t plan on curing all the illnesses. I thought this would be the best way to maintain the current state, at least to use my powers so that the children don’t die overnight.”
Finally, the real ‘reason’ that Kael had asked about Mabel came out of the child’s mouth.
“Is that okay?”
Perhaps it was because of the firm and cool attitude of Kael that she had heard and seen before. Mabel couldn’t bring herself to look at Kael and ask.
Kael, standing behind, let out a soft sigh.
Mabel’s shoulders trembled at his sigh, and the gurgling sound of her swallowing her saliva was particularly loud in the room.
“If you tell me not to, I won’t do it. I’ll do it anyway.”
“Huh… Huh?! Really???”
Mabel turned her head quickly enough to hear the wind in return. The moonlight streaming in through the window was softly illuminating the room, but the place where Kael was standing was in shadow, so Mabel could not see his expression.
All I could notice was that he had straightened up, leaning against the wall as he moved in the shadows.
“But keep your word.”
“Of course!!! I will definitely keep it!!!”
“…okay.”
After a short reply, Kael left Mabel’s room.
“Good night, Kael!!!”
That happened four days ago.
Mabel used her divine powers on the children once a day, and as the child wished, the children of the village who were affected neither got worse nor better.
Maybe it was only a few days later.
The children’s parents and Cloris were wondering if it was because the children who had been locked up were finally able to get out.
“Once upon a time. Once upon a time. There lived a grandmother and grandfather in a small village… .”
Kael watched as Mabel skillfully told the children fairy tales that she had adapted to fit their world.
The reason why he didn’t say anything to Mabel was simple.
The reason was that while the power of clichés that I possessed didn’t have much of an impact in the original, I thought that Mabel’s power of clichés might be different.
If the original story wasn’t distorted because it was he who saved Tariq, but he couldn’t influence it, then would the original story be distorted if Mabel steps in herself?
Although it may not have changed the main flow of the original story, Mabel’s actions changed Cloris’s behavior in the beginning of the original story.
Lars’ words must have had some influence. She definitely stood up for Mabel, spoke, and acted.
“If that’s the case, there are quite a few variables… .”
The purpose of twisting the original was, to be exact, the cornerstone for returning to the original world. The ultimate goal was to be stabbed by the holy sword and die in place of Lars.
If things get too twisted from the beginning, it becomes difficult to take advantage of knowing the future.
So it was best to confirm this in the episode of Cloris, which didn’t have much of a role.
In the original work, Cloris, who was staying in the village of Whidin, realizes that there is a similar disease among the past epidemics and, unable to solve it with her own knowledge, goes to the palace and asks the emperor for help from the palace apothecaries.
At that point, it had been a week since she had stayed in the village of Whidin, so she had to head to the palace sometime today or tomorrow…
She didn’t seem to have any intention of doing that.
“Hmm… Is this also an effect of Mabel’s intervention?”
This episode may not be as big as the original.
This episode had a huge impact on Cloris’s reputation and made Lars feel a deeper love for her, a love called admiration.
The reason Lars wanted to remain in this world.
The reason he hesitated to make the sacrifice until the end was because of love, so for his sake, Cloris had to create a cure.
“Sigh… This is annoying.”
With a sigh, Kael disappeared from the tree.
* * *
“This isn’t it….”
A quiet night. A small attic in a house in the village of Whidin was brightly lit as if it were daytime.
The woman, her light brown hair lightly tied up, muttered in despair as she looked at the herbs and bottles containing various medicines scattered about on the desk.
Woman. At Chloris’s feet were scattered many books and papers that she had read in her search for a cure for the plague.
It had been more than ten days since he had stayed in the village of Whidin, and the morning of the eleventh day was approaching. He was confident in handling herbs, and he had even discovered that the plague that had now thrown the empire into chaos was similar to a plague from the past.
The disease of the past was a disease in which the body gradually hardened into stone after being bitten by a mutant snake, and eventually the organs hardened and died. The only difference was that the skin turned black, so I thought that if I researched the medicine that had cured the disease of the past, I would be able to make it right away.
Was it arrogance?
Was it pride?
– Crack!!!
“Let’s think about it again… Let’s think about it again. Cloris de Flora.”
Cloris slapped her cheeks with both hands without hesitation to shake off the distracting thoughts that she didn’t need right now. Her delicate white skin quickly turned red and became hot and even sizzling.
Bloody, which prevents blood from clotting.
Rotation to help blood circulation.
Baklon, which relieves muscle knots.
…
Tingly to relieve numbness.
The names of all the herbs she had combined so far quickly flowed out of Chloris’ mouth.
Since there was little information on medicines that had treated diseases in the past, medicines were made by adding herbs and adjusting the proportions using the remaining information.
In the past 10 days, the number of medicines she had combined had already exceeded 50. Among them, she succeeded in creating a medicine that alleviated the symptoms, but she was unable to create a medicine that completely cured them.
“I don’t know what’s missing….”
Even while he was worrying like this, people’s conditions were getting worse day by day. Even if he had developed a medicine to alleviate the symptoms, the time it took for the symptoms to improve was slower than the time it took for the symptoms to get worse.
“Should I go to the palace…?”
There were many excellent herbalists in the palace who worked for the royal family, so if I put my head together with them and thought about it, the cure would be created faster than if I thought about it alone.
But if they did receive that help, the first ones to receive the cure would be the nobles and the capital, not those who were struggling to survive due to illness.
Because I didn’t want that.
It was passed down without even informing the family.
So that those without power have the opportunity to get access to the cure first.
“I guess it was too much for me to do alone. Lars….”
Cloris muttered the name of someone who was still awake, and slumped down on a small wooden chair in the messy attic.
?I trust you, young lady.?
?I am proud that the person I have served and will serve in the future is a young lady.?
?Miss Chloris.?
The straight green eyes that were turned towards him.
That voice that always gave me strength and comfort with affection, I especially missed it today.
– Smart.
And at that moment.
There was a faint knock on the attic door, and Cloris, knowing that there was only one person who could knock at this hour, opened her mouth with a suspicious look on her face.
“Come in.”
– Squeak…
The rough, unpainted wooden door opened, and a figure with deep amethyst eyes walked into the attic in the unlit darkness.
“What is it, Viscount Damier?”
The one who found the attic was Kael.