"Ah... Ugh... Ah...?"
A stabbing pain in my chest, like a sharp poke.
My head felt like it was about to break.
And my neck burned, as if it had been scalded.
Young Sylvia slowly opened her eyes, surrounded by the pain that engulfed her body.
When she regained consciousness, her legs were moving on their own.
When she turned around slightly, endless footprints stretched out behind her.
It seed that while she had lost consciousness, her body had moved on its own and was walking.
"Ugh? Eh? My body isn't listening...!"
At the mont when young Sylvia tried to change direction,
strangely, she felt pain in her neck, and her legs started moving on their own again.
What was going on? Just as she was trying to make sense of it,
a faint mory began to resurface in Sylvia's mind.
'I engraved a mark on your body. From now on, your body must follow my orders. If you defy , a pain so intense that you'd beg for death will follow.'
The man wearing the Vermont crest...!
Yes, that man had incapacitated her, and she had been subjected to strange things.
A mark?
Such a thing could only be engraved by either making a contract with the person's consent or,
by forcibly completing the contract by touching their heart... But...?
A chill ran through young Sylvia as she felt her chest.
The realization hit her like a blow to the chest.
Mana... Mana wasn't flowing.
"Th... This bastard..."
A filthy and disgusting brand was burned into her neck.
She had lost her ans of charging mana,
and now she was in a situation where she had no choice but to obey commands.
The last command was to "go straight to the Vermont estate and get a knight's position."
"I don't know who you are, but one day, I will take my revenge..."
With her body moving against her will, young Sylvia gritted her teeth and headed south.
Though she was now completely defeated and enslaved,
she vowed to find that Vermont man and the sword master who had done this to her, and get revenge.
Muttering these thoughts over and over, Sylvia could barely forget the agony that spread across her body.
"Hold on tight, Sylvia!" "Yes!"
After drinking the mark potion, I turned around, and the crack had already shrunk to a size small enough for only one person to pass through.
I quickly grabbed Sylvia's hand and rushed into the crack.
I couldn't help but worry if Sylvia's unnecessarily large butt would get stuck and stop us from passing, but with a narrow gap, we barely made it through.
'This may be... no, this is definitely our last chance.'
Sylvia's sword wasn't like a ti machine that could travel at precise tis.
It was an unstable item that worked erratically based on Sylvia's desires and ntal state.
Sotis it moved to ten years ago, then seven years ago, or it would suddenly stop working, or open a passage at random. It was completely uncontrollable.
So, when the passage to the present opened, it felt like pure luck.
If we missed this opportunity, who knew when we could return to the present?
That’s why I couldn’t hesitate for even a mont.
It felt like the passage through the crack was longer than usual.
My hair stood on end, goosebumps spreading all over my body.
Finally, a bright light exploded before , and a familiar scene unfolded.
"Cough...!" "Ah, sir!?" "Sylvia's here too!" "Aslan, Count...!"
With a loud thud, as soon as we exited the crack, a heavy and unpleasant sensation pressed against my face.
Startled, Sylvia blushed and stood up from my face.
Just as I was about to get annoyed, the voices of the children next to made feel better.
"Ahh! We were so worried, sir!!!" "I... I was a little... a little worried too... ...though." "Ahem, ahem. I'm so relieved to see you both safe. Nothing happened at the mansion, so don't worry."
Charlotte imdiately ran and threw herself into my arms.
Yuria shyly approached, hesitating for just a mont before gently wrapping her arms around my waist.
Yuri also quickly joined and rushed towards , but suddenly, as if realizing sothing, she stopped, looking at with a serious and dignified tone.
"What about !?"
Sylvia also stretched her arms out to the side, but the children only ran to .
At that, a small tear fell from the corner of Sylvia's eye.
For so unknown reason, a sense of superiority filled my chest, and it swelled uncontrollably.
However, all three of them were filled with moisture in their voices.
Charlotte had already buried her face in my chest and was sobbing.
How long had it been since we left!?
Co to think of it, all three seed to have grown a bit taller...?
A sense of unease filled , and my heart sank.
"How many days has it been since we left?" "Huh? Days? ...?" "Wait, did months pass?!" "No? It’s been... about 1 hour and... 30 minutes." "..."
Yuria, looking embarrassed, withdrew her arms from around .
Charlotte, who had been crying, hastily wiped her tears, trying to act like she wasn’t crying.
Their reactions were like we had been separated for over a year, but it had only been an hour and a half.
It was utterly baffling.
'Thank goodness... I’m sure the letter didn’t reach Irene.'
Just in case, I had left a letter behind.
But it was a huge relief that the letter hadn’t actually reached my sister.
I didn’t want to see Irene crying or looking utterly hopeless anymore.
"By the way, seeing the knightess back to normal, could it be...!?" "Yeah, that's right. She beca a sword master." "Wow! Then, show us a small spark, a little spark!" "You an the aura? I think it works like this?"
Sylvia pulled a red flash from her hands and shaped it into a sword, while Charlotte jumped up and down, excitedly cheering her on.
Charlotte could only summon the aura when holding her strong sword, so calling her a sword master was a bit of a stretch.
But now, officially, a sword master had erged in the Vermont family.
"Ah!? Master!" "...?"
Then, a white light erged from my chest,
a phenonon that appeared when Sylvia's sword returned to my body.
This ti, it went in reverse, and the light gathered in the air, taking the shape of a large sword.
Sylvia hurriedly tried to catch it, and Charlotte jumped up trying to grab it, but it was no use.
The light simply soared endlessly into the sky and then dispersed into the air.
Sylvia, wondering what was happening, grabbed the dagger Charlotte had been holding.
"Ah... It's completely disappeared."
Then, without any resistance, the dagger fit perfectly in Sylvia’s hand.
Until now, Sylvia had been unable to wield any other weapon,
but the mont the tal lodged deep in my chest disappeared, it was as if Sylvia had unlocked a new weapon.
"Zaine said it was the perfect sword to make you stronger. Looks like it has helped you grow." "Yes... I never imagined it would take this form..."
At first, I thought the sword's powerful ability was the function,
but I never expected Sylvia would awaken as a sword master in this way...
I was starting to get afraid of Zaine’s talent.
I would have to make sure he gets my approval before creating any holy-grade weapons from now on.
If powerful weapons that could alter ti spread through the world unchecked, the empire would be in turmoil.
"Congratulations, Sylvia. You’ve achieved what you've longed for." "Yes... Becoming a sword master was a long-cherished wish, but... Honestly, there's a greater wish I had." "What? What is it?" "I've lived my life to find revenge on the one who destroyed my heart and bound my body to the Vermont family. But I never imagined that the culprits would be myself and the master." "Well, it couldn’t be helped." "Yes. It couldn’t be helped."
Sylvia slowly moved closer to , pressing herself against .
I took a step back, but eventually, I was cornered against a wall, and escape was impossible.
"In order for to survive, I had to destroy my heart and submit myself to the Vermont family as a slave. The desire for revenge that fueled my entire life... now, it has nowhere to go." "..." "So, from now on, I will live not for myself, but for you, Master. My body and my heart are yours. Please use as you wish..."
Thud.
Sylvia knelt down on one knee and bowed her head to .
This was the sa Sylvia who had constantly cast doubtful glances at , showing nothing but disdain.
To think she had now decided to fully trust .
It was a mont of mixed emotions.
Just then, I heard a voice from behind, filled with a sharp tone.
"What a disgraceful confession to make in broad daylight. It seems your knightess has no sense of sha." "Y... Yes, your Majesty? C... Confession!?"
The Empress, my sister, appeared, twirling her hair.
Sylvia’s face instantly turned bright red, and she had no idea how to react.
Why was my sister here?
"Your Majesty. I didn’t know you were here. I just returned as well, would you like so tea...?" "Don’t try to change the subject. I saw everything from when you fell out of the air."
"..."
Oh no, I’ve been caught.
Just as I was about to click my tongue in embarrassnt, my sister suddenly approached and grabbed my wrist tightly.
It happened so quickly that I didn't even have ti to react.
"I asked you for a favor once, didn’t I? There was a reckless fool who bothered when we were young, and I asked you to find his na." "I’m sure you said it wasn’t a bother, but soone who helped you..." "Shut up. Do you know how hard I’ve been searching for that man... Hmm."
"..."
She lifted my sleeve, where the button had been torn off,
and took out a faded button from her pocket, comparing it to the one on my sleeve.
The button fit perfectly, despite the slight fading...
I was caught.
"Hehe. You son of a bitch. How dare you mock when I was young? You should be prepared." "..."
My sister grabbed by the collar, laughing ominously.
It should have felt threatening, given the situation,
but from the smile on her face, the first feeling that ca to was relief.
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