I calmly asked again, despite the unbelievable reality.
"Are you seriously giving this to ? And did you just call ?"
"Both are true. We're close, aren't we? I even call you 'sister-in-law.' What's wrong with that?"
"......."
"Why? Should I show more respect?"
"No, it's fine."
Rigarest quickly offered the bouquet, urging to take it.
I silently accepted it.
"By the way, where's my brother? Why isn’t he here?"
"Why do you think? Ever since it was revealed that he’s a prince, people have been pestering him a lot."
"What?! Who’s bothering my brother?!"
If you don’t know, I’ll have to tell you.
"Everyone. Including you."
"......."
Rigarest’s breath montarily halted.
It seems like the words were a shocking blow to him, a bundle of brotherly complex feelings.
Rigarest wasn’t like others, but he had excellent empathy when it ca to his brother.
So instead of denying it, he cautiously asked.
"......You don’t rember anything from when you were young, do you?"
"Yeah."
"Could your wife... could she help you recover those mories from your childhood?"
"......."
I fell into a heavy silence.
Thinking that simply adding childhood mories could restore family love was misguided.
Tesilid’s rejection of Rigarest and Queen Laviosa wasn’t due to a lack of happy mories, but because of painful ones.
In that situation, adding mories only for Tesilid while leaving Rigarest and Queen Laviosa unaffected would be unfair.
"It’s not that simple, little prince."
With a sigh, I was about to pass by Rigarest when [‘Cliché Gourt’ detected an interesting hat encounter and started licking his lips.] What? Hat encounter?
‘Could it be...?’
The thought that flashed through my mind made my legs ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) move on their own.
"See you later, little prince!"
"Sister-in-law?!"
I quickly broke away from Rigarest and ran. [‘Cliché Gourt’ guides you to go straight after turning the right corner.] Following the navigation's instructions, I arrived at the location, and as expected, the situation was unfolding as anticipated. ✠
During the worship service, Tesilid beca one of the many in the crowd and had to watch Ayleth from a distance.
His emotions were complicated as he witnessed Ayleth’s divine power reach level 9.
To him, gods were enemies, yet Ayleth Rodeline was getting closer and closer to being one of them.
The distance, and the height, between them seed to be growing.
It felt like she was turning away from him, heading toward so unreachable place.
And here he was, stuck in the abyss.
Would she rise far above him, becoming an ally of the gods?
The thought that crossed his mind made him feel suffocated.
The air filled with divinity around him felt like poison.
So as soon as the service ended, Tesilid was the first to step outside. His legs led him to the fountain in the backyard.
However, it seed like coming to such a quiet place wasn’t the best choice.
"Reminic."
"......."
A thin, trembling voice.
Tesilid instantly realized his mistake. He had reacted to a voice that wasn’t even his na.
His left wrist grew hot. The brand on his body was signaling him to act with kindness.
Reluctantly, he turned around and was surprised.
The person who had called him from behind was the noblewoman who had sat beside him during the service.
A white-haired lady, who had removed her veil, gazed at him with a loving expression.
As he had guessed from her voice, it was Queen Laviosa.
"Reminic... It really was you, wasn’t it?"
"Why are you here without any guards?"
"Just for a mont, could you spare so ti? I want to talk to you."
"I have an obligation to show kindness, as per the divine mandate. Please, go ahead."
It was a cold, almost unfriendly reply, which wasn’t typical of Tesilid.
It seed the resistance, even at the cost of losing so divine power, had so aning.
The woman gasped, as though pierced through the heart.
She pulled out a voice filled with suppressed sadness and anger.
"Did the Order make you like this?"
"......."
"No, no. Don’t speak. I already know. The treatnt you’ve received in Elfenheim Church... The things you almost went through, had it not been for the Divine Scripture... I heard everything. I can’t forgive it. If you want, I can deal with the Order..."
"The Divine Scripture is with now, so it’s fine."
"......."
Then, you are no longer needed.
As soone who had lived in the royal palace, Queen Laviosa understood the unspoken aning behind his words.
Her face briefly showed despair as she pondered the unbridgeable gap with her son.
"Reminic."
"It’s Tesilid."
"...Yes, Tes... Tesilid. I understand your feelings. You must have heard the rumors about , and our reunion must not have been exactly... pleasant for you. I did say many harsh things back then..."
"Harsh words?"
Tesilid asked back, surprised, without realizing it.
"What I said about... whipping you..."
"Ah."
It was almost a sigh of realization.
"So it was true."
Sadly, it wasn’t just words for Tesilid.
It had really happened.
But this was a deceptive world where everything resets every ti he dies. All sinners are granted absolution, not rely pardon.
It was truly the rcy of a magnificent god.
Queen Laviosa couldn’t possibly understand this emotional gap.
She only tried to understand Tesilid as best as she could, from her perspective.
"I know I’ve disappointed you. Like the rumors say, I’ve lived terribly, and I did try to do horrible things to you. But I will change from now on. I’ll atone for the rest of my life. So please... can you listen to ?"
"......."
"You might not rember, but... we had good tis. We were family. I swear we really loved each other. You and Rigarest were my treasures. There were no children more adorable than you two. When you both ran to with smiles, the hellish palace seed different. I said it felt like a flower garden, and you... Reminic, you... said it felt like a candy house... That’s what you said..."
"......."
"We had those tis. I hope you rember just a little of them. Those mories are too precious to be forgotten."
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"......."
After finishing her words, Queen Laviosa pulled sothing from her bosom and held it out to Tesilid.
It was a potion, radiating a mysterious aura.
"It’s a potion made from the Fruit of mory. If you drink it, happy monts from your childhood will co back to you."
"......."
"It’s safe. Trust ."
Queen Laviosa looked desperate.
Tesilid gazed at the potion with a quiet stare.
Having lived a long life and accumulated knowledge as vast as the Bible, Tesilid knew about this potion.
It was one of the precious treasures in the Golden Ivory Tower. As far as he knew, it was effective, with no side effects.
Though he had never tasted it himself.
"Let’s recover the mories. If you do, things will change, Reminic."
"......."
Queen Laviosa firmly believed that the beautiful mories from the past would restore their family bonds.
Her life had changed because of her deep love for her son. In this regard, she certainly deserved to hold her convictions.
But the problem was that Tesilid Arzent had been a reincarnator for far longer than her.
He felt a profound disillusionnt with both humanity and the world. Now, mories from his childhood? The love of family?
There was no joy in that.
It was, instead, revolting.
The world he didn’t want to perish only felt like it was clinging to him in a disgusting manner.
He didn’t want any more unnecessary mories.
He already carried far too many mories to bear.
So, he wished for it to stop. He wished for all humans, except Ayleth, to leave him alone.
Please, please.
After all, he was the only one living with his mories.
They didn’t even rember, yet they kept trying to add to his burden.
It felt too cruel.
So...
"What would you do, if Queen Laviosa also had mories she needs to find?"
"......!"
"......!"
A voice suddenly interrupted between Tesilid and Queen Laviosa.
Tesilid’s mind, nearly subrged in the swamp, was suddenly cleared. He turned toward the direction of the voice.
Ayleth, surrounded by flowers and glowing with exceptional beauty, filled his vision.
"Take it, Mother."
Ayleth handed a large, colorful bouquet to Queen Laviosa. Naturally, she stepped between them, creating so distance.
Queen Laviosa, taken aback, stepped back according to Ayleth's intentions.
However, her attention was focused elsewhere.
"What is the Divine Scripture? What did you an by that earlier?"
"It ans exactly what it says."
"Did you say I have forgotten mories?"
Ayleth remained silent, signaling she couldn’t say more.
Queen Laviosa’s anxious gaze shifted toward Tesilid.
"What does it an?"
"......."
"Is there sothing more that I don’t know?"
Queen Laviosa pressed further, while Ayleth silently observed him. Both won stirred Tesilid into a response.
After all, what was the point of living frustratingly?
Tesilid made a small deviation in his thoughts. And for the first ti in thousands of years, he opened his mouth.
"Actually, I’m a reincarnator."
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