The knights’ swords cleaved the vine. Venom poured out, and mist spewed from the flowers of hell, but none of Aslei’s knights were weak enough to be poisoned by it.
Jeremy was taken aback by the unexpectedly formidable knights of the ducal family.
Marianne remembered an older Jeremy, who became the master of the mage tower in her past life, and asked him. Still, the current Jeremy was weaker than the Jeremy, who became Marianne’s colleague before her return. Even though he drank and borrowed the power of Galot.
Because it was too early.
Marianne, who hoped to get her powers earlier than before her return, resolved all cases and hastened their occurrence.
There’s not much difference in mana, but before Jeremy could build his strength on the battlefield, he stood before Aslei.
Whereas before Aslei met Marianne, most of his powers had already matured and were at their zenith.
It was a battle between Jeremy, who had just gained great power and could not handle it, and Aslei, whose strength was perfected through the accumulation of countless experiences, so the end was apparent.
Aslei’s knights rolled on the battlefield like their master or had similar experiences. They skillfully teamed up to deal with the demon dragons and opened the way for him.
It was Jeremy who interrupted him. He chanted all sorts of spells and cast magic to block Aslei’s way but was pierced every time. He avoided the flying heat rays and magic tools and cut them before the spells were completed.
Jeremy didn’t even know that if a spell was cut by his sword strike, the magic tools would be destroyed. It was because he had never fought a swordsman who could do that.
He professed to have suffered a lot, but he was protected after he became a disciple of the Mage Tower Master.
Jeremy was cornered when his left arm was cut off while casting his spell. He judged that he could not defeat Aslei with normal mana.
So he transformed into a five-headed dragon.
It was because he thought he could win if he attacked while chanting different magic spells with his five heads. It was also what Galot’s dagger had whispered to him.
The results were disastrous. Three of the five heads were cut by Aslei’s hand and another was cut by a knight under him.
When both legs were cut off, and even the last arm intact was destroyed, the magic dispelled. The dismembered Jeremy trembled as Aslei gripped his neck.
He was a monster to the point where he didn’t know how he had been managing to hide those claws all this time.
“Sa—spare me… … .”
Pouring out blood, Jeremy wept. His whole body trembled in shock from his limbs being sewn off. He looked like he was about to faint, but he didn’t want to die. He had to beg Aslei.
Because he is a good man. He thought that if he begged, perhaps he might spare him. Isn’t that so for those who climb high places, eat good food and wear good clothes?
Since he pretends to be a good man and to be a good lord in front of the people, he must, he thought. Because he is a good person.
“Help me… … *crying*… … .”
But Aslei didn’t listen to Jeremy for long. His blade pierced his chest and again slashed the lower part of his neck.
As his miserable body flopped to the floor, Aslei threw his severed head away.
And he moved out of town. Seeing their master move without instructions, the knights followed him without hesitation.
For there was nothing left alive in the village now.
❁ ❁ ❁
Marianne knew this was stupid. When she wrote and sent her letter, she wrote it carefully.
Set a double or triple trap.
Entangle even the competent knights of the Duke of Tintalion to get caught in those traps. If Julien had followed her words, Frisia must have already died.
But Marianne was uneasy because she had never done anything wrong. She even made her ‘return’ by offering Jeremy as her sacrifice, convinced she had never done anything wrong.
Because Jeremy was evil. Since he was the villain who had ruined her marriage with Aslei and tormented her, his death was taken for granted.
But what about Frisia now?
Before the return, she harassed Marianne and tried to kill her. She met a gruesome death in the first timeline, and there was a feeble sense of resistance to kill her again.
Because the current Frisia had never been hostile to Marianne.
Frisia had passed her by as if she didn’t recognize Marianne. There was no sign when she looked at her. She didn’t even seem to be the slightest bit antagonized by Marianne’s presence.
‘But it’s Frisia. Someone who will bully me… … . This is self-defense.’
If Frisia acted the same as she did before her regression, she would have been less troubled. The present Frisia was utterly different from the Frisia she remembered in every way. That made Marianne uneasy.
She felt like she had become a villain.
She felt strange; she was more anxious now than when she murdered Jeremy. She wondered if Jeremy’s persistent love had made her tired and sick.
“No, where are you going?”
Marianne was on her way to the town where Aslei and Jeremy fought. She sent a letter to Julien to teach him her methods, but the village was not in her plan.
Using a village to lure Aslei out wasn’t a method she suggested. The town was in a position where Aslei and his party could stop by if something happened to Frisia.
“… … I smell blood.”
said Jen, pulling Marianne’s arm before they even reached the village. They were walking along a forest path thick with trees.
Jen wrapped her in his arms and scrutinized something in the forest. His head moved sideways as if he was watching something moving away.
“I think the knights have passed.”
The sound of the horses’ hooves was different. There was also the sound of weapons clashing, so it was clear. Marianne double-checked with Jen.
“They left? They didn’t go farther in the village?”
“Huh.”
Jen looked up in curiosity; something seemed wrong with her. Marianne looked strange. She didn’t know if the plan had failed or if they were other knights.
“Let’s hurry. They may need our help.”
Marianne urged, but Jen didn’t like it. It was because he smelled too much blood.
He wanted to leave Marianne and examine the place full of the thick scent of blood himself, but she would not budge.
“… … Alright. But stay close to me.”
When Jen said that he smelled too much blood, Marianne became anxious. It seemed that something was going awry with her plans.
The knights’ swords cleaved the vine. Venom poured out, and mist spewed from the flowers of hell, but none of Aslei’s knights were weak enough to be poisoned by it.
Jeremy was taken aback by the unexpectedly formidable knights of the ducal family.
Marianne remembered an older Jeremy, who became the master of the mage tower in her past life, and asked him. Still, the current Jeremy was weaker than the Jeremy, who became Marianne’s colleague before her return. Even though he drank and borrowed the power of Galot.
Because it was too early.
Marianne, who hoped to get her powers earlier than before her return, resolved all cases and hastened their occurrence.
There’s not much difference in mana, but before Jeremy could build his strength on the battlefield, he stood before Aslei.
Whereas before Aslei met Marianne, most of his powers had already matured and were at their zenith.
It was a battle between Jeremy, who had just gained great power and could not handle it, and Aslei, whose strength was perfected through the accumulation of countless experiences, so the end was apparent.
Aslei’s knights rolled on the battlefield like their master or had similar experiences. They skillfully teamed up to deal with the demon dragons and opened the way for him.
It was Jeremy who interrupted him. He chanted all sorts of spells and cast magic to block Aslei’s way but was pierced every time. He avoided the flying heat rays and magic tools and cut them before the spells were completed.
Jeremy didn’t even know that if a spell was cut by his sword strike, the magic tools would be destroyed. It was because he had never fought a swordsman who could do that.
He professed to have suffered a lot, but he was protected after he became a disciple of the Mage Tower Master.
Jeremy was cornered when his left arm was cut off while casting his spell. He judged that he could not defeat Aslei with normal mana.
So he transformed into a five-headed dragon.
It was because he thought he could win if he attacked while chanting different magic spells with his five heads. It was also what Galot’s dagger had whispered to him.
The results were disastrous. Three of the five heads were cut by Aslei’s hand and another was cut by a knight under him.
When both legs were cut off, and even the last arm intact was destroyed, the magic dispelled. The dismembered Jeremy trembled as Aslei gripped his neck.
He was a monster to the point where he didn’t know how he had been managing to hide those claws all this time.
“Sa—spare me… … .”
Pouring out blood, Jeremy wept. His whole body trembled in shock from his limbs being sewn off. He looked like he was about to faint, but he didn’t want to die. He had to beg Aslei.
Because he is a good man. He thought that if he begged, perhaps he might spare him. Isn’t that so for those who climb high places, eat good food and wear good clothes?
Since he pretends to be a good man and to be a good lord in front of the people, he must, he thought. Because he is a good person.
“Help me… … *crying*… … .”
But Aslei didn’t listen to Jeremy for long. His blade pierced his chest and again slashed the lower part of his neck.
As his miserable body flopped to the floor, Aslei threw his severed head away.
And he moved out of town. Seeing their master move without instructions, the knights followed him without hesitation.
For there was nothing left alive in the village now.
❁ ❁ ❁
Marianne knew this was stupid. When she wrote and sent her letter, she wrote it carefully.
Set a double or triple trap.
Entangle even the competent knights of the Duke of Tintalion to get caught in those traps. If Julien had followed her words, Frisia must have already died.
But Marianne was uneasy because she had never done anything wrong. She even made her ‘return’ by offering Jeremy as her sacrifice, convinced she had never done anything wrong.
Because Jeremy was evil. Since he was the villain who had ruined her marriage with Aslei and tormented her, his death was taken for granted.
But what about Frisia now?
Before the return, she harassed Marianne and tried to kill her. She met a gruesome death in the first timeline, and there was a feeble sense of resistance to kill her again.
Because the current Frisia had never been hostile to Marianne.
Frisia had passed her by as if she didn’t recognize Marianne. There was no sign when she looked at her. She didn’t even seem to be the slightest bit antagonized by Marianne’s presence.
‘But it’s Frisia. Someone who will bully me… … . This is self-defense.’
If Frisia acted the same as she did before her regression, she would have been less troubled. The present Frisia was utterly different from the Frisia she remembered in every way. That made Marianne uneasy.
She felt like she had become a villain.
She felt strange; she was more anxious now than when she murdered Jeremy. She wondered if Jeremy’s persistent love had made her tired and sick.
“No, where are you going?”
Marianne was on her way to the town where Aslei and Jeremy fought. She sent a letter to Julien to teach him her methods, but the village was not in her plan.
Using a village to lure Aslei out wasn’t a method she suggested. The town was in a position where Aslei and his party could stop by if something happened to Frisia.
“… … I smell blood.”
said Jen, pulling Marianne’s arm before they even reached the village. They were walking along a forest path thick with trees.
Jen wrapped her in his arms and scrutinized something in the forest. His head moved sideways as if he was watching something moving away.
“I think the knights have passed.”
The sound of the horses’ hooves was different. There was also the sound of weapons clashing, so it was clear. Marianne double-checked with Jen.
“They left? They didn’t go farther in the village?”
“Huh.”
Jen looked up in curiosity; something seemed wrong with her. Marianne looked strange. She didn’t know if the plan had failed or if they were other knights.
“Let’s hurry. They may need our help.”
Marianne urged, but Jen didn’t like it. It was because he smelled too much blood.
He wanted to leave Marianne and examine the place full of the thick scent of blood himself, but she would not budge.
“… … Alright. But stay close to me.”
When Jen said that he smelled too much blood, Marianne became anxious. It seemed that something was going awry with her plans.
