How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 79



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Episode 79. Puppet Show (2).

“I’m Mabel… yo!”

Mabel, who had been saying her name with a bright smile, trailed off and added ‘Yo!’ a step later, and Lars let out a small laugh at the awkward formality.

“Please speak comfortably, young lady.”

“Okay! Then Lars, speak freely!”

“Um… I’ll try. And if it’s not too much trouble, could you introduce me to some other people?”

Mabel nodded vigorously as if it was obvious, then opened her mouth and pointed to Kael next to her.

“This is Dad! Cael du Damier!”

“Mabel. It’s not nice to point at people with your finger.”

“Oops…!”

At Kael’s words, Mabel’s hand, which had been open only with her thumb, was completely open. On the longer side of the long table, Lars’s group was facing each other, and on the other side, Idea’s group was facing each other.

Naturally, Kael and his group sat side by side in the narrow vertical space compared to the horizontal space, so they had no choice but to stay far apart from each other. Mabel, with her arms outstretched and her palms flat, pointed to Tariq and Lily on the other side.

“The tall guy with short grey hair over there is Tariq, the knight escort! The pretty girl next to him is my personal maid, Lily!”

“… My name is Tariq.”

“My name is Lily and I am with the cute Miss Mabel.”

And their gaze naturally turned to the idea that had not been introduced yet.

“I didn’t know we’d be introducing ourselves. Can we just say Idea? You can call me Idea. The one on my right is Raisa. The one on my left is Laina.”

“It was Idea, Raisa, and Lina!”

Idea and Raisa and Laina.

Lars’ gaze lingered on them, perhaps because the names of those whose faces he thought he could not hear were mentioned.

“The Chosen One. Do you think our masks will come off if you stare at us like that?”

As if sensing his gaze, Idea asked with a giggle. Lars’ lips moved slightly at his question, but only for a moment. Lars did not respond or react at all, but simply picked up a piece of steak with his fork and brought it to his mouth.

As the atmosphere that had just begun to ease up began to show signs of cooling down, Mabel looked at Idea and asked, as if she did not like the previous atmosphere that had calmed down.

“Idea, don’t you feel stuffy when you go? Lina and Lisa too!”

“Huh? If you were asked a question, it would be common sense to answer, right?”

Idea added playfully that unlike others, she doesn’t ignore questions, and tapped her finger on the top of her mask.

“I’ve put various magic on this mask, so you can wear it comfortably as if it were your own skin. You can even eat like you’re doing now, and it even absorbs magical power like this!”

For a moment, a deep purple magical power surged from the tip of Idea’s finger, then disappeared as if seeping into the mask.

Mabel opened her eyes wide and asked Idea.

“Idea is a wizard?”

“Well, overall, wouldn’t that be the case?”

When the inaccurate answer came back, Mabel looked at him with a disappointed expression. At Mabel’s expression, Idea let out a wicked laugh.

“That means I have a great body.”

Even when describing the mask, and even now, Idea seemed like a child bragging about what he had.

Before she knew it, the meal was over. Mabel got down from her chair, picked up a black cat that approached her, and stroked the head of a black dog that approached her.

“I’ve seen quite a few cats and dogs, but this is the first time I’ve seen this species.”

Adriana, who had never opened her mouth except when she first entered the villa, spoke, and Mabel turned to her with a big smile as if she had been waiting for those words.

“Right!!! So cute!!!”

Although she never said she was cute, Adriana nodded without realizing it at the sight of her overly sparkling eyes and Mabel’s momentum.

“Come to think of it, they were there too. Your pets?”

“Miao-chan-!”

“Wow-!”

When Idea asked, a cat and a dog simultaneously whined on Mabel’s behalf, and Idea corrected her words while scratching the area above her mask’s chin.

“Your friend?”

“That’s right! We met before coming to the villa and came together! This one is yellow and this one is sky!”

Anyone who looks at it will see that the cat has yellow eyes.

The dog with blue eyes was Sky.

A truly intuitive name, a rather different silence fell on the miserable naming sense.

Mabel blinked, not understanding the silence, and Idea burst into loud laughter. After laughing for a while, he reached out to Mabel, who was looking at him as if asking if he was crazy.

Everyone held their breath at his movements, staring at him sharply as if they were about to draw their weapons at any moment.

– Bam.

His outstretched hand rested on Mabel’s fluffy, pink crown, and he stroked the child’s head a couple of times.

“You filled my stomach and made it fun, so I’ll just go this time.”

This time.

The atmosphere changed in an instant as he said indirectly that he would not have gone if it weren’t for Mabel.

In an atmosphere where the glass seemed ready to shatter at any moment if someone moved, and where the thread seemed ready to snap with just the slightest force, Mabel grabbed the hem of Idea’s robe.

“Are you really just going to go?”

“My lady. Can’t you read the mood? Or are you just pretending not to be able to?”

He naturally took a step away from the child along with the words, pulled out the hem of his robe, and bowed exaggeratedly to those watching him.

This is a stage, and I am the main character who dances, sings, and acts on that stage. Those who look at me are like the audience watching that stage.

“Okay, see you next time.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Idea, Laina, and Raisa disappeared. It was teleportation.

Silence fell on the villa, and Cloris and Adrina, the tension they had been holding on to, collapsed on the ground.

“Mabel.”

“huh?”

Kael called out to Mabel, who was standing there blankly with an expression on her face like, ‘What is this? Where am I? Who am I?’, and Mabel turned to him and answered.

“I’m taking care of the guests.”

“What about Dad?”

“I have something to talk to Lars about, don’t you?”

Lars responded a beat late to Kael’s words.

“…Yes. Miss Mabel, may I ask Miss Cloris and Adriana to take care of you?”

Mabel, who had been blinking at Lars’ request and Kael’s earlier words, nodded her head solemnly, like a knight who had been given an important mission.

“Leave it to me!!!”

“Tariq and Lily, please help clean up. Those two guests probably need digestive medicine, so prepare that as well.”

“All right.”

“Yes. Don’t worry, come and talk comfortably.”

So Kael and Lars headed to the second floor.

“Please make yourself comfortable.”

Arriving at Kael’s room on the second floor, Lars sat down on a chair, taking out one at his word. Kael didn’t sit down right away, but instead rummaged through the cupboard, took out two glasses, and asked Lars.

“alcohol?”

“No, it’s okay.”

“Then, what about coffee?”

“…Because I drank the wrong thing I wrote.”

As he kept saying no, a look of discomfort crossed Lars’ face, and Kael, who didn’t miss his expression, poured something into a glass and placed it in front of him without asking any more questions.

The glass in front of him contained a clear drink that was clearly fruit juice, and Lars, who had confirmed it, looked at Kael, who was sitting across from him.

“My daughter sometimes comes to my room without notice. It was helpful to prepare in advance.”

It meant that the drink was not prepared for himself, but for Mabel.

“Everything seemed familiar to him,” said Lars, recalling the way he prepared drinks for Mabel in his room as if it were a given, cutting Mabel’s steak, and silently placing food out of the child’s reach.

“You care very much for Miss Mabel.”

“There are fathers who don’t spare their daughters, but I’m not one of those people.”

“Ah…! What I meant was, I didn’t mean it like that…!”

Lars looked embarrassed.

Sigh. Kael, who let out a laugh, took the glass in front of him and brought it to his lips. Unlike Lars’ glass, which contained juice, his glass contained coffee.

“I know. I was just joking to make you relax, because you seem to be thinking a lot.”

“…Do you know how to joke, Your Majesty?”

Kael shrugged his shoulders at the sincere question.

“That’s right. I didn’t know I could joke around, but as you can see, my daughter’s reaction was very funny.”

He opened his mouth again, looking at Lars who could neither confirm nor deny it.

“By the way, I think you know the guests who arrived earlier. Is that right?”

It was the question he had been waiting to hear during dinner. At his question, Lars fiddled with the glass in front of him. He seemed to think for a moment, then nodded, and Kael continued to ask.

“how?”

This time too, Lars couldn’t answer right away.

He didn’t answer exactly. Kael let out a small sigh at Lars’s appearance, who seemed more hesitant and cautious than expected to answer.

More stuffy than expected… No, is it because you have a cautious personality?

Kael, strongly convinced that if things continued this way they wouldn’t be able to finish the conversation until daybreak, brought up the story he had been planning to tell later.

“They said they came from the Black Forest.”

Lars’ hand, which had been touching the glass, stopped as he listened to Kael’s story. Kael continued talking while looking at him.

“To be exact, they said that those named Laina and Raisa were the ones who originally lived in the Black Forest. They asked if I could see the tree of rest that grew in front of the villa.”

“The… tree of rest?”

Kael pointed out the window to Lars, who was mumbling the name of a tree that he seemed to be hearing for the first time in his life.

“The black tree seen outside the window. That tree is the tree of rest.”

Lars’ gaze turned to Kael’s fingertips, and his eyes took in the black branches filled with pure white flowers.

“The Tree of Rest is a tree that only those who are loved by God can grow, and Mabel grew that tree.”

Mabel, who grew a tree that only those loved by God can grow. What he wanted to say was simple. But it was by no means simple.

Because Kael was telling Lars that Mabel was now loved by God, that is, she had divine powers.

Lars’ eyes slowly widened as he understood what he was saying.