Chapter 7: The Plan Has Changed
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Chapter 7: The Plan Has Changed
He had passed out again.
Ah.The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñøv€l-B1n.
As soon as he came to his senses, his eyes bulged open, and he abruptly sat up. Despite fainting from a blow to the face, he felt refreshed. Shiron licked his lips as if checking something, but there was no wound. Whether it was because he had been lying down for a long time or because the body he possessed had an insane healing ability, it wasnt important right now.
Damn.
Looking out the window, dawn was breaking.
The sun peeked out from between snow-covered mountains. Thick and heavy clouds split as if cut by Mosess miracle. Shiron seemed to have an idea why this place was called Dawn Castle.
His appreciation was brief.
Shit.
A curse slipped from his lips.
Did I get hit and pass out again?
Waking up in the same place and position after fainting felt like dj vu.
How can I wake up in the same place and time?
He hadnt died and been resurrected Shiron chuckled and opened the drawer next to the bed.
He picked up an expensive-looking pen and took out a hidden piece of paper from beneath the hinge.
Ill have to raise the risk level.
Lucia was more dangerous than expected. He hadnt expected her to punch him just for playing a light prank. It was completely unexpected.
Just because I put a snowball inside her clothes, she got this mad?
If asked why he did it, hed just express his frustration. Yes, part of it was to let her experience the almost fraudulent training method he knew, but also, she seemed so downcast and sulky that he thought changing the mood might be good.
It was his version of consideration.
Shiron massaged his neck and took a deep sigh.
With such a violent person, how delicate and sensitive Shiron must have felt. Its obvious. They must have fought tooth and nail. Time to change the plan.
Shiron tore up the paper filled with various writings. To prevent anyone from seeing, he shredded it finely and threw it into the fire in the corner.
The game didnt show their childhood. It was unclear why Shiron Prient knew he would die but still blocked Lucias path. It was assumed that Shiron, feeling inferior to the increasingly prominent Lucia, went mad from the continuous pressure and hated his younger sibling.
Thinking about it made him feel sympathy. Somehow, he felt like he overlapped with Shiron Prien.
Poor Shiron. Surviving from such a monster since childhood. Impressive. Really impressive.
He took out a new piece of paper. Shiron decided to overhaul the plan he had initially set up.
I wont forget your death and will use it well.
Shiron scribbled on the paper.
Scribble- scribble-
Various elements were listed on the slightly discolored paper.
Current location, upcoming areas, useful items to acquire, and elements to avoid. He even wrote things that, if seen by the scholars of the academy, would make them exclaim that the worlds mysteries had finally been solved.
Lastly
[Becoming close with the younger sister is on hold.]
Shiron firmly dotted the paper.
The plan had changed.
He had planned to manipulate her since childhood, but it wasnt as easy as he thought.
Shiron organized his writing tools and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
He suddenly thought,
If I were the original Shiron
Perhaps he would have run out of the room and challenged Lucia to a duel immediately? It was an amusing thought.
No.
Thats when Encia, placing her hand on her hip, looked at Shiron reproachfully. He responded in an uninterested tone.
What?
When youre thirsty, you can drink the lemonade I prepared!
That was a valid point. Shiron, finishing the chunk of ice in his mouth, looked blankly at Encia.
Im not thirsty. I have my reasons.
May I ask what those reasons are?
You dont need to know. Instead, help me up.
Ensia grabbed the hand that Shiron extended towards her. She also didnt forget to carefully brush off the snow that had settled on Shirons clothes.
Master. If you catch a cold from this, I will be scolded by the head maid.
At her slightly saddened voice, Shiron let out a deep sigh and glanced at Ensia.
I wont catch a cold. Even if I do, I can explain it to Yuma.
Really?
Yes, if you understand, bring me a spear.
Shiron took a sip of the lemonade that she had prepared for him. The sweet and sour taste spread throughout his mouth, making him feel refreshed.
I wonder if it really works this way?
Shiron asked inwardly.
[Energetic Maids Lemonade]
The drink Shiron was having wasnt just any ordinary drink. It was an item obtainable from a side quest. Upon consumption, it immediately removes fatigue effects. Quite a valuable item.
After a short moment, even before Shirons glass was empty, Ensia brought him a bundle of spears. Even though she covered a significant distance in a short time, she didnt seem disheveled or rushed.
Good.
Shiron gripped a spear slightly shorter than his height. Although it felt a bit thick for a child to hold, it wasnt impossible to grasp.
Perhaps because of the lemonade, he felt completely re-energized. He loosened up his body with a few shoulder rotations.
Hup!
With a shout, he threw the spear.
Once released from Shirons grip, the spear landed a quarter of the way to the practice target. The result was worse than expected.
About 30 meters, I guess? Its garbage without the proper technique, unlike using sheer strength.
Master. Ive prepared a rope. Shall I measure the distance for you?
Ensia, who had come holding a rope with several knots, approached Shiron. She did this even without being told; her attentiveness pleased Shiron.
No need. Just a rough estimate by eye will do.
That concluded todays basic strength training. Shiron turned around and held a spear and staff in each hand. It was time for the next exercise.
Shiron swung his weapons with all his might in a spot easily visible from the mansion.
Ensia watched him for a while and then turned her head to speak.
Master.
What?
As Shiron continued to swing, he replied, somewhat anticipating her concern.
The young lady keeps glancing over here.
I know.
Did something happen?
Dont worry about it.
But even if you say that
Ensias worried expression seemed to plead for a response, but Shiron merely lifted one corner of his lips in a smirk.
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Chapter 7: The Plan Has Changed
He had passed out again.
Ah.The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñøv€l-B1n.
As soon as he came to his senses, his eyes bulged open, and he abruptly sat up. Despite fainting from a blow to the face, he felt refreshed. Shiron licked his lips as if checking something, but there was no wound. Whether it was because he had been lying down for a long time or because the body he possessed had an insane healing ability, it wasnt important right now.
Damn.
Looking out the window, dawn was breaking.
The sun peeked out from between snow-covered mountains. Thick and heavy clouds split as if cut by Mosess miracle. Shiron seemed to have an idea why this place was called Dawn Castle.
His appreciation was brief.
Shit.
A curse slipped from his lips.
Did I get hit and pass out again?
Waking up in the same place and position after fainting felt like dj vu.
How can I wake up in the same place and time?
He hadnt died and been resurrected Shiron chuckled and opened the drawer next to the bed.
He picked up an expensive-looking pen and took out a hidden piece of paper from beneath the hinge.
Ill have to raise the risk level.
Lucia was more dangerous than expected. He hadnt expected her to punch him just for playing a light prank. It was completely unexpected.
Just because I put a snowball inside her clothes, she got this mad?
If asked why he did it, hed just express his frustration. Yes, part of it was to let her experience the almost fraudulent training method he knew, but also, she seemed so downcast and sulky that he thought changing the mood might be good.
It was his version of consideration.
Shiron massaged his neck and took a deep sigh.
With such a violent person, how delicate and sensitive Shiron must have felt. Its obvious. They must have fought tooth and nail. Time to change the plan.
Shiron tore up the paper filled with various writings. To prevent anyone from seeing, he shredded it finely and threw it into the fire in the corner.
The game didnt show their childhood. It was unclear why Shiron Prient knew he would die but still blocked Lucias path. It was assumed that Shiron, feeling inferior to the increasingly prominent Lucia, went mad from the continuous pressure and hated his younger sibling.
Thinking about it made him feel sympathy. Somehow, he felt like he overlapped with Shiron Prien.
Poor Shiron. Surviving from such a monster since childhood. Impressive. Really impressive.
He took out a new piece of paper. Shiron decided to overhaul the plan he had initially set up.
I wont forget your death and will use it well.
Shiron scribbled on the paper.
Scribble- scribble-
Various elements were listed on the slightly discolored paper.
Current location, upcoming areas, useful items to acquire, and elements to avoid. He even wrote things that, if seen by the scholars of the academy, would make them exclaim that the worlds mysteries had finally been solved.
Lastly
[Becoming close with the younger sister is on hold.]
Shiron firmly dotted the paper.
The plan had changed.
He had planned to manipulate her since childhood, but it wasnt as easy as he thought.
Shiron organized his writing tools and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
He suddenly thought,
If I were the original Shiron
Perhaps he would have run out of the room and challenged Lucia to a duel immediately? It was an amusing thought.
No.
Thats when Encia, placing her hand on her hip, looked at Shiron reproachfully. He responded in an uninterested tone.
What?
When youre thirsty, you can drink the lemonade I prepared!
That was a valid point. Shiron, finishing the chunk of ice in his mouth, looked blankly at Encia.
Im not thirsty. I have my reasons.
May I ask what those reasons are?
You dont need to know. Instead, help me up.
Ensia grabbed the hand that Shiron extended towards her. She also didnt forget to carefully brush off the snow that had settled on Shirons clothes.
Master. If you catch a cold from this, I will be scolded by the head maid.
At her slightly saddened voice, Shiron let out a deep sigh and glanced at Ensia.
I wont catch a cold. Even if I do, I can explain it to Yuma.
Really?
Yes, if you understand, bring me a spear.
Shiron took a sip of the lemonade that she had prepared for him. The sweet and sour taste spread throughout his mouth, making him feel refreshed.
I wonder if it really works this way?
Shiron asked inwardly.
[Energetic Maids Lemonade]
The drink Shiron was having wasnt just any ordinary drink. It was an item obtainable from a side quest. Upon consumption, it immediately removes fatigue effects. Quite a valuable item.
After a short moment, even before Shirons glass was empty, Ensia brought him a bundle of spears. Even though she covered a significant distance in a short time, she didnt seem disheveled or rushed.
Good.
Shiron gripped a spear slightly shorter than his height. Although it felt a bit thick for a child to hold, it wasnt impossible to grasp.
Perhaps because of the lemonade, he felt completely re-energized. He loosened up his body with a few shoulder rotations.
Hup!
With a shout, he threw the spear.
Once released from Shirons grip, the spear landed a quarter of the way to the practice target. The result was worse than expected.
About 30 meters, I guess? Its garbage without the proper technique, unlike using sheer strength.
Master. Ive prepared a rope. Shall I measure the distance for you?
Ensia, who had come holding a rope with several knots, approached Shiron. She did this even without being told; her attentiveness pleased Shiron.
No need. Just a rough estimate by eye will do.
That concluded todays basic strength training. Shiron turned around and held a spear and staff in each hand. It was time for the next exercise.
Shiron swung his weapons with all his might in a spot easily visible from the mansion.
Ensia watched him for a while and then turned her head to speak.
Master.
What?
As Shiron continued to swing, he replied, somewhat anticipating her concern.
The young lady keeps glancing over here.
I know.
Did something happen?
Dont worry about it.
But even if you say that
Ensias worried expression seemed to plead for a response, but Shiron merely lifted one corner of his lips in a smirk.
Chapter 7: The Plan Has ChangedHe had passed out again.Ah.The debut release of this chapter happened at Nvl-B1n.As soon as he came to his senses, his eyes bulged open, and he abruptly sat up. Despite fainting from a blow to the face, he felt refreshed. Shiron licked his lips as if checking something, but there was no wound. Whether it was because he had been lying down for a long time or because the body he possessed had an insane healing ability, it wasnt important right now.Damn.Looking out the window, dawn was breaking.The sun peeked out from between snow-covered mountains. Thick and heavy clouds split as if cut by Mosess miracle. Shiron seemed to have an idea why this place was called Dawn Castle.His appreciation was brief.Shit.A curse slipped from his lips.Did I get hit and pass out again?Waking up in the same place and position after fainting felt like dj vu.How can I wake up in the same place and time?He hadnt died and been resurrected Shiron chuckled and opened the drawer next to the bed.He picked up an expensive-looking pen and took out a hidden piece of paper from beneath the hinge.Ill have to raise the risk level.Lucia was more dangerous than expected. He hadnt expected her to punch him just for playing a light prank. It was completely unexpected.Just because I put a snowball inside her clothes, she got this mad?If asked why he did it, hed just express his frustration. Yes, part of it was to let her experience the almost fraudulent training method he knew, but also, she seemed so downcast and sulky that he thought changing the mood might be good.It was his version of consideration.Shiron massaged his neck and took a deep sigh.With such a violent person, how delicate and sensitive Shiron must have felt. Its obvious. They must have fought tooth and nail. Time to change the plan.Shiron tore up the paper filled with various writings. To prevent anyone from seeing, he shredded it finely and threw it into the fire in the corner.The game didnt show their childhood. It was unclear why Shiron Prient knew he would die but still blocked Lucias path. It was assumed that Shiron, feeling inferior to the increasingly prominent Lucia, went mad from the continuous pressure and hated his younger sibling.Thinking about it made him feel sympathy. Somehow, he felt like he overlapped with Shiron Prien.Poor Shiron. Surviving from such a monster since childhood. Impressive. Really impressive.He took out a new piece of paper. Shiron decided to overhaul the plan he had initially set up.I wont forget your death and will use it well.Shiron scribbled on the paper.Scribble- scribble-Various elements were listed on the slightly discolored paper.Current location, upcoming areas, useful items to acquire, and elements to avoid. He even wrote things that, if seen by the scholars of the academy, would make them exclaim that the worlds mysteries had finally been solved.LastlyBecoming close with the younger sister is on hold.Shiron firmly dotted the paper.The plan had changed.He had planned to manipulate her since childhood, but it wasnt as easy as he thought.Shiron organized his writing tools and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.He suddenly thought,If I were the original ShironPerhaps he would have run out of the room and challenged Lucia to a duel immediately? It was an amusing thought.No.Thats when Encia, placing her hand on her hip, looked at Shiron reproachfully. He responded in an uninterested tone.What?When youre thirsty, you can drink the lemonade I prepared!That was a valid point. Shiron, finishing the chunk of ice in his mouth, looked blankly at Encia.Im not thirsty. I have my reasons.May I ask what those reasons are?You dont need to know. Instead, help me up.Ensia grabbed the hand that Shiron extended towards her. She also didnt forget to carefully brush off the snow that had settled on Shirons clothes.Master. If you catch a cold from this, I will be scolded by the head maid.At her slightly saddened voice, Shiron let out a deep sigh and glanced at Ensia.I wont catch a cold. Even if I do, I can explain it to Yuma.Really?Yes, if you understand, bring me a spear.Shiron took a sip of the lemonade that she had prepared for him. The sweet and sour taste spread throughout his mouth, making him feel refreshed.I wonder if it really works this way?Shiron asked inwardly.Energetic Maids LemonadeThe drink Shiron was having wasnt just any ordinary drink. It was an item obtainable from a side quest. Upon consumption, it immediately removes fatigue effects. Quite a valuable item.After a short moment, even before Shirons glass was empty, Ensia brought him a bundle of spears. Even though she covered a significant distance in a short time, she didnt seem disheveled or rushed.Good.Shiron gripped a spear slightly shorter than his height. Although it felt a bit thick for a child to hold, it wasnt impossible to grasp.Perhaps because of the lemonade, he felt completely re-energized. He loosened up his body with a few shoulder rotations.Hup!With a shout, he threw the spear.Once released from Shirons grip, the spear landed a quarter of the way to the practice target. The result was worse than expected.About 30 meters, I guess? Its garbage without the proper technique, unlike using sheer strength.Master. Ive prepared a rope. Shall I measure the distance for you?Ensia, who had come holding a rope with several knots, approached Shiron. She did this even without being told; her attentiveness pleased Shiron.No need. Just a rough estimate by eye will do.That concluded todays basic strength training. Shiron turned around and held a spear and staff in each hand. It was time for the next exercise.Shiron swung his weapons with all his might in a spot easily visible from the mansion.Ensia watched him for a while and then turned her head to speak.Master.What?As Shiron continued to swing, he replied, somewhat anticipating her concern.The young lady keeps glancing over here.I know.Did something happen?Dont worry about it.But even if you say thatEnsias worried expression seemed to plead for a response, but Shiron merely lifted one corner of his lips in a smirk.
