How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 59



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Episode 59. The Women’s Fraud Group (2).

This contribution ceremony was held in the Hall of Honor, a smaller hall than the Hall of Glory, which was used to announce the chosen ones.

Hall of Fame.

Although it may be smaller than the Hall of Glory, it is by no means lacking in splendor.

“His Majesty the Viscount Kael du Damier and his daughter, the Young Lady Viscount Mabel du Damier!!!”

The considerable delay in waiting for Mabel to calm down actually allowed Kael and Mabel to make their entrance at the very last minute.

For Kael, whose goal was to reveal Mabel to the people, there could not have been a better sequence.

A loud voice echoed through the Hall of Fame, drawing everyone’s attention to the entrance.

“oh….”

“Is that child the one that Count Damie has been hiding so well?”

“Look at that lovely hair. I know it’s rude, but I really want to touch it.”

The giant door opened silently, and the nobles were startled by the sight of Kael and Mabel.

The first thing that catches your eye is.

A child like a tiny fairy in light pink.

The hem of the dress rose slightly with every step she took, and the small, low-heeled shoes hugged her small feet.

He seemed nervous. His small hand was tightly holding onto his big hand, and he couldn’t stay still because he was curious about the hole he was entering for the first time. He looked here and there, occasionally poking the amethysts in his eyes that were getting bigger. His eyes, which were filled with eyes, were particularly clear and transparent.

“I felt the same way at the last banquet. Your Majesty’s outfit has definitely become brighter, hasn’t it?”

“There was a kid like that. In a way, it seems natural.”

And the next thing that catches your eye is.

The owner of the large hand holding the child’s small hand. It was the countess Damie, walking slowly, with a stride that was almost like a quick walk, matching the child’s pace.

He was wearing a dark purple outfit similar to the color of his eyes, and while it was still dark, it was definitely brighter than before.

Sometimes, when my child stopped walking without me realizing it to look around, his steps also stopped.

Even though his hunched back must have been uncomfortable for the child’s height, his expressionless face, as usual, did not show even the slightest complaint.

It’s too far away to hear.

When the child opened his small mouth and asked something, he was seen answering it.

“… When I look at it like that, does she really look like my real daughter?”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen your Majesty being so affectionate.”

When looking at each one individually.

A combination that doesn’t go together very well, when put together, turns out to be surprisingly good. It leaves a deep mark on people’s minds.

An unexpected sight. The nobles, who had been determined to approach and talk to the affectionate woman, simply watched them, their resolve fading.

“The radiant sun of the Empire of Titus! His Majesty the noble Emperor Bastian von Wincentius!!!”

Until the emperor appears.

Bastian, who had taken a seat on one side of the hall, stopped as he leisurely walked down the center of the hall.

Not in front of the throne for him. It was in front of the small, pink head that was bowed along the perimeter.

The emperor, who had been looking down at the small, trembling head, whose conflict was so transparent that it seemed as if he wanted to raise his head, opened his mouth.

“Everyone, raise your heads.”

As the Emperor’s voice rang out directly above her head, Mabel hesitated and then slowly raised her head.

Taak-!

Mabel looked straight into the eyes of the Emperor who had been looking down at her, and for a moment, confusion came over her mind.

It went very differently from what Kael had explained to me beforehand.

?When you enter the Hall of Honor where this contribution ceremony is held, the Emperor will appear. When you do that, just bow your head and greet him. Then, wait until the Emperor sits on the throne and tells you to raise your head. Just raise your head. Easy, right??

… This is something I didn’t expect…?

Mabel was confused as to whether she should lower her head or not, but since she had just told her to raise her head, wouldn’t lowering her head be disobeying her orders?

Why aren’t you saying anything?

The time our eyes met passed very slowly.

Mabel, who was in a state of confusion, opened her mouth, wondering if she could do something to get better or, err, she didn’t know.

“Bright sun of the Empire of Tius. I greet you, noble one.”

With your head up. With your eyes looking straight ahead.

The child’s unique, bright and clear voice echoed throughout the hall.

The Emperor’s eyes softened at Mabel’s greeting.

“I was really curious about Viscount Damie because she kept it a secret. When I saw her in person, it made sense. Her greeting was also very confident.”

Mabel didn’t know whether to take the word “bold” in her current situation or to take it as “rude.”

When I see you smiling, it seems like you’re being positive.

I don’t think so.

At first, I couldn’t figure it out.

At that moment, a relief pitcher appeared.

“Your Majesty the Emperor.”

A quiet and cool voice. It was Kael calling the Emperor. Mabel quickly blinked her eyes several times, unable to blink properly, as the Emperor’s gaze shifted from her to Kael next to her, and she cleared her mind.

“Oh, right. You must not forget today’s purpose.”

The Emperor, who spoke in a voice with a hint of playfulness, finally found his seat, and sat in the center of the hall, at the highest point, and opened his mouth again.

“I think you all know why we opened the Hall of Fame today.”

There was no magical device whatsoever. The Emperor’s voice was clearly heard by everyone in the hall.

“The disaster that recently swept through our empire. There are those who saved us from that disaster. I have prepared this place to honor the three who have contributed the most.”

The hall was so quiet that you couldn’t hear anyone breathing, even though it was quite full of people.

“Cloris de Flora. Cael du Damier. Mabel du Damier. Come forward.”

Three names were called.

Three people stood one after another at the foot of the steps where the Emperor sat, and the Emperor looked at each of them, smiling benevolently but also showing his authority.

“First of all, Cloris de Flora.”

“Yes, Your Majesty the Emperor.”

“You have created a cure that even the palace apothecaries could not make, and have saved countless imperial citizens suffering from infectious diseases. If you have any wish, please tell me.”

At first glance, it seemed like they were saying they would listen to anything, but this place was literally a donation ceremony.

A place to honor those who worked hard for disasters that weren’t even wars.

If you wish for something too excessive, you will be criticized for being moved by an ugly desire, and if you wish for something too trivial, you will be criticized for ignoring the emperor, saying that that is all you can ask of him.

“I dare to ask Your Majesty the Emperor. Please allow me free use of the palace library.”

Please allow me free use of the palace library.

“This disaster has made me realize that my knowledge is too shallow and limited. I would like to use the Imperial Library to further expand my knowledge.”

“Use of the palace study. Is that okay?”

“Yes. That is enough for me.”

“I will have an access card created for you to use and give it to you.”

Chloris bowed deeply.

In the original work, during the contribution ceremony, Cloris received a ticket to use the palace library. The flow of the original work was unchanged.

The Emperor’s gaze turned to Kael, who was standing next to her.

“Kael du Damier.”

Kael bowed his head politely in response.

“You have contributed greatly to the production of a cure by providing medicinal materials to Cloris de Flora. You have also taken charge of distributing the cure, allowing you to deliver the cure to the people of the empire faster than anyone else. If it weren’t for you, the people of the empire would have suffered even more. If there is something you wish for, tell me.”

“I moved because my daughter wanted it and hoped for it. If she hadn’t wanted it, I wouldn’t have helped or stepped forward to help Countess Flora. So I will give the credit to my daughter.”

Pass the ball.

At those words, the hall shook once.

It was extremely rare for the emperor to personally congratulate someone for his achievements.

Instead of taking that opportunity for yourself, you pass it on to your eight-year-old daughter.

But that Damier was Viscount.

He might have planned ahead and told his daughter something bigger, something more precious.

“Hmm… Pass the ball. Viscount Damier. Are you serious?”

The emperor was not unaware of that fact either.

What on earth was he planning? An interesting light passed through the Emperor’s eyes.

The Emperor asked again, and Kael bowed his head a little more deeply.

“yes.”

“Yes, that’s right. Mabel Dew Damier.”

“yes!”

A different, more cheerful voice rang out, similar to the previous answer.

“Do you know what your father meant by returning the ball?”

“Yes! It means you can receive bigger and better gifts!”

A few nobles burst into laughter at Aydaun’s straightforward and simple answer.

The emperor also smiled at the child’s answer and said:

“Mabel du Damier. Despite her young age, I heard that she went to the village where the plague broke out with Countess Flora and Viscount Damier and helped them. Also, from what I heard from Viscount Damier earlier, it seems that he came forward because of you.”

The Emperor met Mabel’s eyes looking at him. They were the same eyes he had seen before. They were purple eyes that resembled his close friend’s.

When others see it.

It was possible to say that they were not alike, but only had similar colors. The Emperor. Bastian thought that their eyes were very similar.

My friend’s eyes are so deep and dark. They are like an abyss whose depth cannot be seen.

This child’s eyes, on the other hand, were so clear and transparent. They were so clear and transparent that it was impossible to look inside them. Instead, they were eyes that reflected those who tried to look inside them.

“What you want? Will you tell Jim what you want?”

People would probably like these eyes a little better.

Because they were eyes that were so clear and transparent that you couldn’t tell how deep they were, they made you fall in the moment you took a step.

The former was the eye of someone who was afraid to even look at and had difficulty taking a step forward.

?For the time being, I cannot understand His Majesty the Emperor’s tastes.?

I remembered something my close friend had said indifferently a long time ago.

Yes, it may be difficult for others to understand your tastes. But what can you do? You are already in a deep abyss. You have already felt the comfort that darkness brings.

“I am….”

Mabel opened her mouth slowly.

“I want land!”

Those one words brought even the emperor, who had been lost in thought, back to his senses.

“I wish His Majesty the Emperor would give me land!”

In case you didn’t hear.

This time, the child’s voice, clasped together and held out both hands, resonated through the hall, emphasizing the point.

earth!

Give me land!