TVGS 105

Chapter 105

Was the reason the Duke and Duchess of Elemore raised Katrin without much discipline, letting her become arrogant and reckless, because of the doctor’s advice?

‘No, more than that… this is just me!’

Manager Kim, Etias… aren’t those exactly the kinds of things I would say?

Then, did the day I possessed Katrin at the couple’s funeral really not be the first time?

Since when?

In reality, I was definitely me.
Those memories weren’t fake.

‘No way.’

Suddenly, a dream came to mind.

The dream where I saw a young Etias.

I couldn’t remember it clearly, but…

According to this record, it seemed like I was Katrin, and Katrin was me.

‘Maybe we were sharing the same soul.’

While living in this body, I often thought there were strange similarities to myself.

Even acting as a villainess hadn’t been that hard.

If Katrin was the “other world” version of me, and the modern me was added on top of that…

‘It makes sense.’

With a heavy heart, I closed the book.

“Haa.”

If one soul from two different worlds had merged…

Then maybe the “author” who put me here really was a god.

The letter and watch he left were prepared for the moment I came here with all my memories of the possession.

With my heart pounding at this new suspicion, I stood up—when something slipped out from between the pages of the book.

I thought I had already checked all the documents inside.

“Gold paper?”

Its color was different from the other papers.

The moment I saw it, I knew.

This was the top-secret document the Duke of Elemore had planned to give to the Rebel Emperor.

The Duke was actually loyal to the former emperor and saw the Rebel Emperor as an enemy, even while pretending to be friendly.

So if he was going to hand this over to the Rebel Emperor, it had to be something of national importance.

I slowly read the information on the golden paper in the Duke’s handwriting.

“This is…”

I quickly straightened my fancy dress and left the mansion with Heros, heading for the imperial palace.

“You don’t look well, my lady.”

“That psycho bastard, I knew it.”

“…Pardon?”

My face was dark.

I was truly angry.

At who? The damn author who possessed me.

Come to think of it, the records in Star of the Revolution went up to three years after Etias’s death.

Well, Emperor Etias von Clyde was remembered as a hero who, through the right decisions, overturned the nation and gave the people a new life.

And so we will remember him forever—

That’s how it ended.

I hated—×10000—the fact that Etias died, but I had thought it was a tightly closed ending.

But what if, three years later, something happened to the empire?

What if the empire was engulfed in war, and everything Etias had fought to protect was destroyed?

Even if he hadn’t died then, if it was fate for him to die anyway…

“Isn’t that completely insane, you sociopath author!!”

“My lady, please calm down.”

I trembled, fists clenched.

Now I understood why the author had said I could return after surviving three years past Etias’s revolution.

If things went according to his planned fate, the last thing I would see before returning to reality would be—

Etias, facing death, and the empire in despair.

“It’s not confirmed yet. Please take a deep breath.”

Even Heros, trying to calm me, had an unusually cold look in his eyes.

If that top secret from the Duke of Elemore was true, it would shake anyone.

The carriage stopped at the palace, and we headed to Etias’s office where he was said to be working.

After walking the grand hallway, we stopped. A servant recognized me, bowed quickly, and opened the heavy door.

When I entered, Etias was sitting at a wide mahogany desk, looking at documents.

From behind him, soft light tinged with evening glow spilled in, casting shadows over his sharp features.

The moment I met his blue eyes, an image suddenly flashed through my mind.

—Live happily… for my share too.

In the flames, Etias stood in front of me, blood on his lips.

His heavy hand rested on my shoulder, his low voice filled with desperate emotion.

“…!”

I suddenly flinched hard and stepped back.

‘What was that just now?’

“My lady.”

Sensing something was wrong, Heros came to support me slightly.

Etias also frowned and rose from his seat.

His tall frame blocked the window, making the room darker.

My heart pounded like it would burst, but my breathing, which had quickened, slowly calmed.

Finally regaining my composure, I gently pushed Heros’s hand away and walked toward Etias—one step, then another.

Standing before him, I said:

“…Your Majesty.”

“What is it?”

Hearing the concern in his voice, I took the Duke of Elemore’s secret from my pocket and handed it to him.

Urgent Report
Taking advantage of the chaos in the Oswell Empire caused by the incompetence of Emperor Deus Karl Clyde,
the five western countries, led by the Rift Mages who use dark powers, are planning to attack the empire.
Prepare immediately for a continental war.

“Beautiful… truly.”

Squatting on the hill, a child gazed in awe at the massive pink sapphire rock that would be sold to the capital tomorrow.

“Right?”

Her mother, standing beside her, patted her head and looked at it.

It was beautiful enough to leave as a village treasure, but because it was such a valuable mineral, keeping it would make the village a target.

So the village chief had decided, after consulting with a guild called the Scavengers, to sell it at a high price and share the profits among all villagers.

“She’s just like her. The beautiful lady with pink hair.”

“You mean Lady Elemore.”

The woman who had once been imprisoned pretending to be the Lady was said to be a palace criminal.

But, as rumors are not always true, the real Lady Elemore they had seen was beautiful, wise, and strong—someone who saved everyone’s lives.

And she had given them such an amazing gift.

The villagers, who had lived hand to mouth, could now have fine two-story houses and even raise livestock. She was truly Quaidon’s benefactor.

“Yes. Lady Elemore…”

As the child smiled, a tall blue shadow suddenly rose up behind her. At first, her mother thought she was seeing things.

But when it didn’t fade—becoming sharper instead—and raised its fist to strike the child—

“Ahhh!”

The mother’s scream rang through the mountains.

“…!”

The child found herself in someone’s arms.

Someone had snatched her up quickly and driven a sword into the very center of the blue shadow. It was Cain, the Scavengers’ field leader.

Ssshh—

The threatening blue shadow collapsed, melting into black liquid.

Frowning, Cain looked down at the black, oil-like substance.

The child ran to her mother’s arms, and Cain took out a jar to collect the liquid immediately.

“…Ominous.”