Fear.
It would be a fear that could not be compared to anything.
If she couldnt change the future the way she wanted, she might face another miserable death.
White puffs of air flowed from Raisas pale lips as she frantically rubbed her arms with both hands.
Sothings wrong.
Besides, there was more to fuel her anxiety.
The ground definitely cracked.
It was a terrible experience. The hard ground she stood on cracked open and the building collapsed.
Even the Imperial Palace tilted over and crumbled.
If she hadnt gone back in ti
Such a disaster also occurred in subsequent regressions, but now that the regressions have finally co to an end
It beca sothing that never happened.
This, too, was also not Raisas will.
Feeling extrely anxious, Raisas teeth clattered. At so point, it stopped.
Her gray eyes glittered like those of a snake.
It overflowed with fear, anxiety, frustration and despair, but eventually, only one feeling remained.
Avarice.
The unparalleled fear had been transford into a greater greed and desire.
Do you think it will happen again?
A smirk hung on the corners of Raisas lips.
Ill change it to whatever I want, by any ans I can. Ill return no matter how many tis or tens of thousands of tis.
For the mont when she holds this empire in her hands.
Of course, Raisa, whose eyes glistened with greed, could not have known.
The first of many regressions.
For the first ti, truly, the regressions werent her will, but Richards.
And Richard, regressing out of his own will, didnt know either.
What kind of cracks would that one decision, which he made without much hesitation, create in the ti to co.
Though Ophelia, as well as Richard and Raisa, rembered it, the earthquake, which had beco nothing due to the regressions, was gurgling and quieting deep in the ground.
Not one of the three of them knew.
That the earthquake was the first sign that the world was creaking.
.
The earthquake passed without a trace, and so ti passed.
And at noon on a fine day, Ophelia was t with an unexpected, totally abrupt visitor.
No, she was forced to et the person, so it would be right to call it an intruder.
Tok, tok.
The door swung open behind the very formal knocking sound.
Toktoktoktoktoktok.
Of course, no one in the aides office gave permission, but the one who opened the door didnt seem to care.
Ophelia was struggling with related docunts ahead of the biggest festival in the empire, until an uninvited guest stood in front of her desk.
No, she didnt even notice her presence until the stranger put her face right in front of her nose.
Long ti no see.
A woman suddenly appeared in front of her, dressed in a gorgeous outfit that made her eyes hurt.
Ophelia had to desperately stop her hand from trying to jab the woman in the back of the head unconsciously.
And instantly, she was bombarded with words she couldnt understand.
Its been a long ti since Ive seen you, but youre shining.
The womans eyes which contained Ophelia were brighter than jewels, and her voice was overflowing with joy and excitent.
Her favor was so blatant that even strangers, at first glance, would mistake it for a reunion between two family mbers who were forcibly separated.
Ophelia asked the woman staring at her right in front of her face, uncomfortably, without even blinking her eyes.
Who are you?
Oh my, its such a bad impression that you dont even want to rember it. For once, the idiot who shared the sa blood was right.
Yes?
At the bewildered Ophelia, Catherine smiled broadly and opened her mouth, about to speak further, but a sharp voice ca from behind.
Lady Sheffield.
In re seconds, Catherines sun-like smile disappeared. What replaced it was a smile so fierce that it was as if soone would eat her bones at any mont.
Having forcibly witnessed a face-swap from close range, Ophelia let out a dry laugh.
What the hell is this?
She was really busy, trying to think hard despite her brain not functioning well, but she ended up idling.
She still couldnt figure out what the situation was.
A visitor who ca to the aides office unexpectedly, no, not a visitor, but an uninvited guest.
Ah, theres a feeling of dj vu?
By the ti Ophelia put down her pen and tilted her head, a duel between a snake and a mongoose was unfolding a few steps ahead of her.
I really dont have the confidence to win through words.
Oh my, when did you win?
I thought being sarcastic would only work if it was up to par.
Its even more disappointing to know that such an easy-going sarcasm would work.
Ophelia felt like she had slipped between Iris and Catherine, where thunder and ice were falling. Beside her, Cooper whispered.
Oh my gosh, theyre going to have a fight today. It looks like she ca to visit you?
After Ophelia decided to let go of formal speech after she beca friends with Iris, Cooper, like a snake, decided on his own that he too would drop honorifics, citing that he did not want to be left out.
Do you think its like that?
Did she co here to retaliate for the last incident?
Last ti? What happened last ti to that lady?
As Ophelias eyes widened in confusion, Cooper let out a fake laugh, an expression of doubt clear on his face.
What, was it such a shocking experience that you erased it from your mory? You handled it incredibly well at the ti.
What? ? What happened to ?
Puzzled, Ophelia pointed at her chest and asked, but the answer ca out of Catherines mouth, not Coopers.
Yes! It was a very intense first eting!
Before anyone realized, Catherine had turned her head this way and her gaze was fixed on Ophelia.
Intense an intense first what?
Anyone who heard it would think that she had found the love of her life as if she was struck by lightning while walking down the street.
Catherines voice stuck in Ophelias ears, who had caught the fish as she packed her things.
It sucks to be right by an idiot, but itll be worth it. Youll rember this when you see it!
Catherine searched through her bag with confidence and took out a finely wrapped handkerchief that was very expensive at a glance.
What appeared amid the three peoples attention was a tattered, broken fan that could no longer function.
Youre really crazy, oof, ugh.
I didnt know you could do that.
Iris frowned and tried to say sothing nasty, but was stopped by Cooper, though he too shook his head and sighed.
And Ophelia, the party concerned.
She still didnt catch what was going on even as she looked at the fan that was almost garbage.
Ophelias gaze, landing on Iris and Cooper once, finally turned to Catherine.
How about it, do you rember now?
From the full anticipation to the attitude, where one could feel a trendous liking for an unknown reason.
It was a pity that Ophelia couldnt rember at all, but even if she peed on her bare feet, she couldnt rember sothing she couldnt rember.
Im sorry?
Ophelia, who first handed out an apology, dwelled on so questions.
Was this really sothing to be sorry about? Ophelia glanced over the current situation.
Wasnt it a situation where an uninvited guest who suddenly barged in without a prior appointnt in the middle of work hours was crying out why she couldnt rember her?
I cant believe you dont rember even after seeing this As of today, Ill have to reflect on how dim my presence is.
Iris replied to Catherines words, the latter setting down a fan that was almost trash in front of Ophelia with a most disappointed expression.
If its considered faint, the entire empire is blind.
Literally, by no ans could Catherines presence be weak.
Ophelia.
Yes?
She is Lady Sheffield, who visited a while ago and did a lowly thing like purposely throwing a fan on the floor, wanting you to pick it up. Do you really not rember?
Fan. Ohhh, ah, ah, that fan.
Co to think of it, sothing like that happened.
Ophelia had completely forgotten about it because it was so long ago.
Oh, do you rember? Thats right, Im the one who got hit hard by the lady for doing that lowly thing, .
Seeing the delighted Catherine, who even clapped her hands, Ophelia felt a sense of unease.
No, I dont think the experience of getting beaten up for doing sothing petty is sothing to be suffocatingly happy about.
And maybe Cooper had exactly the sa thoughts as Ophelia, for he said with a laugh.
Is that sothing to be happy about?
Thanks to you, I t the jewel-like Lady Bolsheik, no, an aide, so its a great thing! I think its great luck.
Yes?
Having suddenly been declared as Catherines jewel, Ophelia was startled. Almost imdiately, Iris stood in front of Ophelia, cutting between Catherine and her as if protecting Ophelia.
What do you an?
Theres no such thing as an ulterior motive. If I had to say what Im up to, it would be wanting to have a very deep conversation with Lady Bolsheik. Well, I wont hide it. Thats why I ca here.
Lady Sheffield!
Oh my God, I dont want to see Lady Fillites face anymore. Co on, Aide Bolsheik.
Pushing Iris aside without hesitation, Catherine handed sothing to Ophelia.
Ill be looking forward to our next eting. At that ti, itll be just the two of us, with no one who will interrupt.
Sweeping Ophelias chin down with an alluring smile, Catherine vanished just as coolly as she ca like a storm.
Blinking rapidly, Ophelia stared blankly at the open door and looked down at the thing in her hand with a stunned face.
An invitation?
There was no difficulty in realizing what it was, as the extrely expensive envelope, which slled of strong perfu, had the word invitation clearly written on it.
Looking at it as if it was a poison which would kill her when she touched it, Iris said,
What is she really up to, giving an invitation?
Can I take a look?
A: Please give a huge welco to Dea!! This aweso proofreader shall be cleaning up my tls once again XD my sixth sense tells that Ophelia, Iris, and Catherine will eventually get along as well as how Dea and I do~ Screaming away at every cute scene
Dea: Thank you for the welco A! And hi everyone, hope youve been enjoying the novel so far, I know I have ^^
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