Chapter 111

Translator: Yonnee

Her long eyelashes trembled.

Like the wings of a b.u.t.terfly.

With shadows reaching out beneath her fluttering eyes, the tightly closed eyes gradually opened.

Those wide eyes contained the color blue.

And reflected within the womans blue eyes were the trees and the sky.

The woman was in a daze for a long time, blinking. And then.

Cough, cough.

As a fit of coughing came over her, she had to sit up.

Her hazy senses gradually became clear.

The woman looked around her surroundings slowly.

Where in the world was this place?

However, even as she looked more, an answer did not come to her.

All she could see were gra.s.s, flowers and trees.

What the

Suddenly, the roaming gaze stopped.

Because she was startled by the voice that left her lips.

She raised one thin, pale hand, which then fumbled over her neck.

Those blue eyes gradually opened wide.

Just what

Its been a long time since she had heard that voice.

No, to be exact, its been a while since she had spoken with that voice.

Rita.

This was Ritas voice, not Rosettas.

Rosetta moved her trembling hands, reaching to the back of her neck to sweep her hair forward.

And the hair that cascaded down her chest was golden.

Glittering gold beneath the sun.

What Just what the h.e.l.l is going on.

Rosetta muttered to herself once again, fl.u.s.tered.

Obviously, she had been living as Rosetta just until a while ago.

It was the day of the hunting festival, and she had just been with Ca.s.sion to face the white-yellow deer.

And

They encountered those blue monsters.

After telling Ca.s.sion to run away, she lost consciousness.

Did Ca.s.sion successfully escape?

Rosettas expression hardened as she recalled the person she had left behind, concern tainting her thoughts.

Her head started throbbing because of her tangled thoughts, and as she rose slowly, she pressed down on one temple.

She could not figure out what was going on.

As far as she could tell, this seemed like a dream

Rosetta and Rita.

She couldnt tell which of the two was dream or reality.

Because the situation she had found herself in right now was also so clear.

And, because this, too, was something that she had been so used to already.

Soon, her heart began racing inside its cage.

Its as if her body was sounding an alarm.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

With the way her heart pounded so quickly, she inevitably grew more antsy with every beat.

Rosetta looked around again, slowly moving her legs that had stopped.

Her staggering steps gradually went faster, until she broke into a run.

She couldnt slow down. It felt like there was someone following her.

Trees and gra.s.s.

The occasional sound of birds.

She left everything behind her. The only thing she did was run and run and run.

Only her gasping breaths filled the silence.

Haa haa haa

There was no strength left in her body.

She wasnt even running that fast, but her legs immediately felt heavy.

Like she was running amidst a giant swamp.

She couldnt feel her inner qi at all.

Had she been this weak and helpless in her previous life?

She was so infuriated that she bit down on her lower lip.

Her throat was burning.

Her heart, too, had become so hot.

The wind cooled her cheeks, but her bare feet on the ground just gave her pain.

How hilarious.

What kind of dream was this? How was it possible that pain could feel so crystal clear?

Rosetta smirked, but she did not stop her legs from moving.

How long was it that she ran like that?

Suddenly, she could feel someones gaze zeroing in on her.

It wasnt just one or two sets of eyes. It was coming from all directions.

Just like when those blue monsters had surrounded her and Ca.s.sion.

Rustle-rustle-rustle-rustle.

Against her will, the legs that had become heavier eventually slowed down.

She struck one thigh and then the other with a fist, but nothing changed.

Every second she slowed down, those rustling noises persisted on following closer behind Rosetta.

Please leave me be please

Rosetta clenched her hands into fists as she muttered.

It was as if she was the main character of a horror movie.

The main character who couldnt stop running, even if their hands and feet had grown cold. A scalding, resentful emotion enveloped her.

In the end, wasnt this fear?

Ah!

It was at that moment.

Her feet caught on something, and she fell to the floor.

As her knee sc.r.a.ped the ground, blood came out from the gash.

With her hands on the ground, she gasped.

Her eyes were trained on the floor right now, but it soon moved.

Very slowly, she looked at the thing that was on her foot.

Hah

It was a hand.

A blue hand.

Holding her by the ankle, that blue hand crawled on the ground as if it had an ego.

Then, it pointed at me with one fingertip, and proceeded to hit the floor.

Aghast, Rosetta sat back, almost falling to the ground.

The hand that was tapping the ground crawled up to her.

With a white face, Rosetta inched back.

When she reached behind her, what met her palms was rough.

The dried leaves dug into the open scratches that she had sustained earlier on her fingers and palms.

The splinter-like objects dug into her skin painfully.

And yet, she did not stop moving.

Thuk.

Until her back met something hard.

The womans blue eyes turned to look.

Her heart pounded heavily, its tempo slowly but surely climbing up a crescendo.

The shadow of what had been blocking Rosettas back loomed over her body.

Its as if she was being swallowed by that shadow.

Her trembling eyes moved very, very slowly as she looked into that direction.

Her stiff head gradually turned upward.

Over her tilted head, her blue eyes met with a green gaze.

Green eyes that were gleaming as if they were s.h.i.+ning amidst the dark.

It was a lush, vibrant shade of green, reminiscent of the height of summer. However, in Rosettas perspective, that shade of green represented nothing but poison.

Green poison.

Once upon a time, that beautiful color had silently pushed people into the precipice of death.

Urien.

Rosettas lips called his namethe name that she had uttered several times before.

There, a beautiful man stood. And, picture perfect, the corners of his lips curled up into a smile.

As beautiful as ever.

Ive finally caught you, Rita.

A large hand slowly reached out towards her.

The hand extending from above was like divine punishment being send down from the high heavens.

The mans hand covered Rosettas eyes.

And, Rosetta quietly lost consciousness as she was engulfed by the dark abyss.

* * *

When I opened my eyes again, my surroundings were different.

Not only did the location change, but the time of day seemed to have also s.h.i.+fted.

Unlike when I was running barefoot in the woods just now, I was sitting at a table, dressed in elegant clothes.

Sitting on the other side was the last man I was hoping to see.

Urien.

He moved one hand without a word, a languid smile on his lips.

Each small movement overflowed with elegance and n.o.ble grace.

Who would believe it, I wonder.

That this n.o.ble emissary of G.o.dthis man who moved under G.o.ds willwas a madman who slaughtered living things without rhyme or reason.

Urien placed something in front of me. It was a plate with meat that he had cut previously.

I stared at him, moving my own hand quietly.

It wasnt intending to.

This body was moving on its own.

Those wayward hands moved by themselves after that, bringing a slice of meat into her mouth with a fork.

Suddenly, a voice came from across the table.

Is it delicious?

It was a gentle voice.

Like a whisper to ones lover.

However, all I felt was disgust.

Regardless of my will, this body repeatedly took the slices of meat to her mouth, yet wouldnt go down her throat.

Nevertheless, my head moved up and down.

It was a false nod.

After all this, I finally realized what was going on now.

Crazy as it was, a sense of dj vu was telling me that the place Im in right now was a dream of the past that I had gone through.

Besides that, this was an unforgettable day for me.

Yes. How could I possibly forget.

It was the day I died.

The day Rita died.

Even the dishes served before us were the same as that day.

Ripe beef tenderloin.

Salad made from potatoes and fern sprouts that had been simmered in b.u.t.ter.

The salad came through my lips, barely being swallowed just like the meat.

Of course, I continued to move, but this wasnt my will either.

As more food was pushed down my throat, my memories of this day became clearer.

Like words that you felt were on the tip of your tongue, these memories hung by the edge of my consciousness.

The next thing hell say is

Finally, were getting married.

Finally, were getting married.

Right after the memory of those words had surfaced, what came after was Uriens voice.

Like an echo.

My body looked at him with a cool gaze, then quietly opened its mouth.

The temple and the Royal Family would not be happy about you being wedded to me. Youll be marrying a woman whose family has been executed because of treason. Dont you think thats a joke?

All the words that this body uttered were cold.

The voice was a little more silent as it mentioned the word executed.

It was inevitable.

The familys execution. This, too, had also been written by the author.

That man smiled as if he knew exactly whats wrong here.

Even if theyre against it, it doesnt matter. In the first place, their opinions hold no influence.

Indeed. You can just kill them all, right?

There was a moment of silence.

Blue and green eyes met in the air.

It was Urien who averted his gaze first.

No, it was more like he was acquiescing rather than averting.

I could, yes. But that would be annoying I can just brainwash them.

Whenever you try to do that with more people, itll make it difficult for you to control your abilities.

Urien was the male protagonist of my third transmigration, and he held more power and had more capabilities compared to anyone else.

Amongst his strengths, the most outstanding was his divine power, which allowed him to brainwash people according to his bidding.

If you purify, purify and purify all the impurities over and over, then before you know it, nothing but transparency would remain.

And it was easy to dye something thats become transparent.

With yellow and green, blue would arise. But if you dye something transparent with yellow, it would just become yellow.

The process of making those blue monsters was similar to that.

Strong divine power could save lives. However, if its wielded to an excessive degree, on the contrary, it could kill someone, too.

The creatures that he killed in this way went on to become new living beings.

No. You couldnt even say that they were living things.

They arent dead. Neither are they alive.

Theyre just monsters.

Right. Monsters like Urien himself.

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