“So, comparing in itself is foolish. You’re absolutely right. In other words, it means that there is a tremendous difference between you and us.”
At that moment, I felt like I understood a little bit of what Cassini was trying to say. However, I didn’t want to be lumped together with the Duke family and our Valcourt family.
There is quite a difference between here and there.
Nevertheless, Cassini continued talking, looking a bit perplexed at me.
“Even if we are superior, there are those who are privileged just because of their birth. We are much more useful to the country and its people… What do you think about this situation?”
“…Um, I don’t think it’s a good situation.”
As I answered while taking a piece of bread and eating it, he nodded repeatedly without caring.
“That’s right. But these people in this country won’t budge… It’s different in other countries.”
“Other countries?”
When I asked, Cassini repeated, “Yes, other countries.”
I felt like I saw a dark anger in his eyes, and I swallowed and involuntarily stopped eating.
What exactly is different between this country and other countries?
“In other countries, they gather people with memories like us who seem useful regardless of their status and protect them. Then they make them work for the country. And they give positions and wealth to those who have actually achieved something and prevent them from going to other countries. Recently, there have been rumors that the eastern countries are becoming stronger, and that’s exactly what’s happening there.”
He seemed to want to say that if he had been born in that country, but I was just surprised.
The world was moving without me knowing it.
However, since I had no significant knowledge or ability, I didn’t feel like a party involved.
So I just said what I thought purely.
“If that’s the case, why don’t you go to that country? It’s not like it’s a country where you can’t go, and there shouldn’t be any restrictions.”
Then Cassini smiled as if he were making fun of me.
“What about the cost? We don’t have money like you noble folks to travel. It’s okay to go to the neighboring country, but the eastern country is far away. It would be impossible even if we threw away all our money. Besides, I’m not that physically strong. I can’t endure a long journey.”
I thought it was impossible when he said that.
After all, transportation in this world is still not very convenient. It’s in a state where railways are just about to be realized.
If you wanted to go, you could probably go, but since the main means of transportation are walking and carriages, it takes time, and if you were to cross the sea, you would have to smuggle yourself when you ran out of money.
“So that’s why you started doing this.”
“Yeah.”
When I looked at Cassini nodding, he certainly seemed a bit unwell. It’s probably not a lie that he’s not physically strong.
If that’s the case, I painfully understand why he had no choice but to resort to such means.
Even so, I can’t help but think.
“Did you really have no other way to convey this? Maybe there was a better way.”
“Ah…that may be true. But it’s too late now. In many ways.”
I wondered what he meant by “in many ways,” but Cassini didn’t explain any further and started a different conversation.
“Miss Lorraine, this is a question for everyone here, but I really want you to answer it…why do you think we were born in this world with memories from our past lives?”
“Why…?”
“Well, for example, don’t you think there were hardly any people in the world we were in before who had memories like ours?”
That’s certainly true.
There are people who reveal that they have memories, but they are rare. And since it’s mostly self-reported, it’s doubtful whether it’s true or not.
There are also stories of being able to see past lives, but that’s also questionable.
So I answered honestly, “I suppose so.”
“If that’s the case, don’t you think this situation is unusual? At least, I think so…there must be a reason why we’re here. What do you think?”
When asked like that, as someone who had hardly thought about such things before, I was about to answer “I suppose so,” but I tried to think about it for a moment.
But nothing came to mind. Of course, I hadn’t completely ignored the question of why we have memories.
I had thought about it a little bit.
However, I just couldn’t come up with an answer no matter how much I thought about it.
It was like the question of why I was born or what I’m living for, which is almost impossible to answer. So I gave up thinking about it.
“…I don’t know.”
I answered honestly.
There’s no point in pretending to be something I’m not. Cassini probably has an answer, so I decided to listen to him.
Then he chuckled and said, “I don’t know what the purpose is, but I heard you’re going around talking to the people here who have memories. Haven’t you noticed anything in common?”
When Cassini asked me, I tilted my head.
Certainly, as he said, I’ve been talking to people with memories here and writing down what they say. But everyone’s life is different, so there’s nothing in common.
“Something in common…?”
Cassini just looked at me as I stumbled over my words.
Before I knew it, the whole room had fallen silent. Everyone here was listening to Cassini’s words and me.
I glanced over at Paolo, who had also been asked the same question.
I tried to think about what we had in common with our dreams from past lives, our deaths, our current lives, and our dissatisfactions with them and those of others, but I still didn’t know.
Cassini’s sigh pierced my ears as I fell silent.
“So, comparing in itself is foolish. You’re absolutely right. In other words, it means that there is a tremendous difference between you and us.”
At that moment, I felt like I understood a little bit of what Cassini was trying to say. However, I didn’t want to be lumped together with the Duke family and our Valcourt family.
There is quite a difference between here and there.
Nevertheless, Cassini continued talking, looking a bit perplexed at me.
“Even if we are superior, there are those who are privileged just because of their birth. We are much more useful to the country and its people… What do you think about this situation?”
“…Um, I don’t think it’s a good situation.”
As I answered while taking a piece of bread and eating it, he nodded repeatedly without caring.
“That’s right. But these people in this country won’t budge… It’s different in other countries.”
“Other countries?”
When I asked, Cassini repeated, “Yes, other countries.”
I felt like I saw a dark anger in his eyes, and I swallowed and involuntarily stopped eating.
What exactly is different between this country and other countries?
“In other countries, they gather people with memories like us who seem useful regardless of their status and protect them. Then they make them work for the country. And they give positions and wealth to those who have actually achieved something and prevent them from going to other countries. Recently, there have been rumors that the eastern countries are becoming stronger, and that’s exactly what’s happening there.”
He seemed to want to say that if he had been born in that country, but I was just surprised.
The world was moving without me knowing it.
However, since I had no significant knowledge or ability, I didn’t feel like a party involved.
So I just said what I thought purely.
“If that’s the case, why don’t you go to that country? It’s not like it’s a country where you can’t go, and there shouldn’t be any restrictions.”
Then Cassini smiled as if he were making fun of me.
“What about the cost? We don’t have money like you noble folks to travel. It’s okay to go to the neighboring country, but the eastern country is far away. It would be impossible even if we threw away all our money. Besides, I’m not that physically strong. I can’t endure a long journey.”
I thought it was impossible when he said that.
After all, transportation in this world is still not very convenient. It’s in a state where railways are just about to be realized.
If you wanted to go, you could probably go, but since the main means of transportation are walking and carriages, it takes time, and if you were to cross the sea, you would have to smuggle yourself when you ran out of money.
“So that’s why you started doing this.”
“Yeah.”
When I looked at Cassini nodding, he certainly seemed a bit unwell. It’s probably not a lie that he’s not physically strong.
If that’s the case, I painfully understand why he had no choice but to resort to such means.
Even so, I can’t help but think.
“Did you really have no other way to convey this? Maybe there was a better way.”
“Ah…that may be true. But it’s too late now. In many ways.”
I wondered what he meant by “in many ways,” but Cassini didn’t explain any further and started a different conversation.
“Miss Lorraine, this is a question for everyone here, but I really want you to answer it…why do you think we were born in this world with memories from our past lives?”
“Why…?”
“Well, for example, don’t you think there were hardly any people in the world we were in before who had memories like ours?”
That’s certainly true.
There are people who reveal that they have memories, but they are rare. And since it’s mostly self-reported, it’s doubtful whether it’s true or not.
There are also stories of being able to see past lives, but that’s also questionable.
So I answered honestly, “I suppose so.”
“If that’s the case, don’t you think this situation is unusual? At least, I think so…there must be a reason why we’re here. What do you think?”
When asked like that, as someone who had hardly thought about such things before, I was about to answer “I suppose so,” but I tried to think about it for a moment.
But nothing came to mind. Of course, I hadn’t completely ignored the question of why we have memories.
I had thought about it a little bit.
However, I just couldn’t come up with an answer no matter how much I thought about it.
It was like the question of why I was born or what I’m living for, which is almost impossible to answer. So I gave up thinking about it.
“…I don’t know.”
I answered honestly.
There’s no point in pretending to be something I’m not. Cassini probably has an answer, so I decided to listen to him.
Then he chuckled and said, “I don’t know what the purpose is, but I heard you’re going around talking to the people here who have memories. Haven’t you noticed anything in common?”
When Cassini asked me, I tilted my head.
Certainly, as he said, I’ve been talking to people with memories here and writing down what they say. But everyone’s life is different, so there’s nothing in common.
“Something in common…?”
Cassini just looked at me as I stumbled over my words.
Before I knew it, the whole room had fallen silent. Everyone here was listening to Cassini’s words and me.
I glanced over at Paolo, who had also been asked the same question.
I tried to think about what we had in common with our dreams from past lives, our deaths, our current lives, and our dissatisfactions with them and those of others, but I still didn’t know.
Cassini’s sigh pierced my ears as I fell silent.
