They left one survivor there to lure Aslei.
It was unclear how he would have tricked the man who was his decoy. He probably took his family hostage and threatened them. The families must have… … .
‘They must have all been massacred. Murdered. Every last one of them. Not wanting to risk anything leaking out.’
Marianne was afraid of the reality that was so different from the future she knew. In the world before her return, this town was peaceful without any significant calamities befalling them.
Although a large city was nearby, it was relatively underdeveloped and quaint. The instances of monsters appearing were few and far between.
Yet, now, everyone was murdered without a single survivor left.
‘And Aslei… … .’
Rumors that Duke Tintalion had gone mad and devastated the imperial palace were spreading throughout the empire. Some said he should be punished for treason, but no one could answer when asked who would kill him.
There were stories the Duke slew everyone in the imperial palace, causing a bloodbath that soaked the walls, and that even the residences near the palace suffered from the rotten stench of death wafting into their abodes.
‘The future has completely changed.’
Not for the better, but for the worse.
Until now, everything seemed to be going well due to her return.
Although the praise she received was lower than expected, she received a title in her own right, not bestowed by the family, and was able to save the victims of each incident.
But now things have changed.
More blood was shed after returning than before returning. More people died and suffered.
Even though the emperor, the prince, and the corrupt nobles who worked with him deserved to die, the people in this village did not.
‘Is this my fault too?’
She wanted to deny it, but Marianne knew. She realized that this would not have happened if she had not regressed.
The emperor and Julien would still be alive, as would most of the people working in the imperial palace. The people of this town, too.
She returned and saved many people, but many more died due to this incident. Marianne found it unfair, upsetting, and resentful. Above all, she was afraid.
She thought that since so many people had survived because of her own regression, she deserved a reward and compensation for her efforts. Her reward, of course, was Aslei.
‘I just…….’
Even though she was just trying to get back what was hers, the situation only got worse. So many people died as if it was a punishment for her greed.
Marianne suddenly thought that the world hated her.
Before her return, even after she married Aslei, she was under the illusion that the world and everyone loved her.
Not anymore. The world had turned against her. Just as the spirits had abandoned her, it seemed fate had also abandoned her.
She was frightened. She was so afraid and miserable that tears sprung up and flowed from her eyes.
―… … But not me.
Marianne was startled and alarmed by the voice she suddenly heard.
It was deep and late at night. Jen had already fallen asleep, and she was the only one awake, deep in dread and anxiety.
—I know your despair and sorrow. Your suffering and… … .
Marianne stood from the ensuing whispers. She looked around, trying to find where his voice was coming from.
―… … I know the pain.
It wasn’t a voice coming from her room.
Aslei somehow noticed her collusion and issued a warrant for Marianne’s arrest. Marianne and her companions were all on the run with a hefty bounty on them.
It seemed that Ian somehow escaped with the help of his uncle, the Duke, but the others did not.
Marianne was hiding in a mountain village, having switched her identity along with Jen. They had rented a small house on the outskirts of town while pretending to be a couple.
She couldn’t find a place to bury Jeremy’s body, so she kept it in storage.
In the basement of the house.
This was possible because it was a place that was made like a freezer using magic.
—The Heavenly God is cruel and will never acknowledge you.
Marianne came out into her hallway and slowly walked down her stairs. She somehow seemed to know where the voice was coming from.
They left one survivor there to lure Aslei.
It was unclear how he would have tricked the man who was his decoy. He probably took his family hostage and threatened them. The families must have… … .
‘They must have all been massacred. Murdered. Every last one of them. Not wanting to risk anything leaking out.’
Marianne was afraid of the reality that was so different from the future she knew. In the world before her return, this town was peaceful without any significant calamities befalling them.
Although a large city was nearby, it was relatively underdeveloped and quaint. The instances of monsters appearing were few and far between.
Yet, now, everyone was murdered without a single survivor left.
‘And Aslei… … .’
Rumors that Duke Tintalion had gone mad and devastated the imperial palace were spreading throughout the empire. Some said he should be punished for treason, but no one could answer when asked who would kill him.
There were stories the Duke slew everyone in the imperial palace, causing a bloodbath that soaked the walls, and that even the residences near the palace suffered from the rotten stench of death wafting into their abodes.
‘The future has completely changed.’
Not for the better, but for the worse.
Until now, everything seemed to be going well due to her return.
Although the praise she received was lower than expected, she received a title in her own right, not bestowed by the family, and was able to save the victims of each incident.
But now things have changed.
More blood was shed after returning than before returning. More people died and suffered.
Even though the emperor, the prince, and the corrupt nobles who worked with him deserved to die, the people in this village did not.
‘Is this my fault too?’
She wanted to deny it, but Marianne knew. She realized that this would not have happened if she had not regressed.
The emperor and Julien would still be alive, as would most of the people working in the imperial palace. The people of this town, too.
She returned and saved many people, but many more died due to this incident. Marianne found it unfair, upsetting, and resentful. Above all, she was afraid.
She thought that since so many people had survived because of her own regression, she deserved a reward and compensation for her efforts. Her reward, of course, was Aslei.
‘I just…….’
Even though she was just trying to get back what was hers, the situation only got worse. So many people died as if it was a punishment for her greed.
Marianne suddenly thought that the world hated her.
Before her return, even after she married Aslei, she was under the illusion that the world and everyone loved her.
Not anymore. The world had turned against her. Just as the spirits had abandoned her, it seemed fate had also abandoned her.
She was frightened. She was so afraid and miserable that tears sprung up and flowed from her eyes.
―… … But not me.
Marianne was startled and alarmed by the voice she suddenly heard.
It was deep and late at night. Jen had already fallen asleep, and she was the only one awake, deep in dread and anxiety.
—I know your despair and sorrow. Your suffering and… … .
Marianne stood from the ensuing whispers. She looked around, trying to find where his voice was coming from.
―… … I know the pain.
It wasn’t a voice coming from her room.
Aslei somehow noticed her collusion and issued a warrant for Marianne’s arrest. Marianne and her companions were all on the run with a hefty bounty on them.
It seemed that Ian somehow escaped with the help of his uncle, the Duke, but the others did not.
Marianne was hiding in a mountain village, having switched her identity along with Jen. They had rented a small house on the outskirts of town while pretending to be a couple.
She couldn’t find a place to bury Jeremy’s body, so she kept it in storage.
In the basement of the house.
This was possible because it was a place that was made like a freezer using magic.
—The Heavenly God is cruel and will never acknowledge you.
Marianne came out into her hallway and slowly walked down her stairs. She somehow seemed to know where the voice was coming from.
