‘To be honest, I was worried that Onyx might just sweep this matter under the rug…….’
It had been an unnecessary worry.
[As I ntioned earlier, the Cardiff Social Club is no longer affiliated with Eli Glaster.
Based on the materials you handed over to , Eli’s title is scheduled to be revoked.
As the representative of the gods, we cannot overlook the actions he took.
You ca to help for Cardiff’s sake, and I’m only concerned that you had to experience sothing troubling.
Please, I hope you understand with a generous heart.
P.S. If you have any questions regarding this matter, please feel free to contact . Not just about this incident—minor questions are welco too.]
……Doesn’t this an the matter was resolved well enough?
I wrote a reply to Onyx’s letter.
Although I didn’t know the details, he had been granted access to the Drimokan Forest with the permission of His Holiness.
‘I need to et Eileens.’
So I also left a note saying I wanted to accompany him.
Since the World Tree had grown, the borders of Drimokan had beco even more heavily guarded. It had already been difficult for mbers of the Roygin family, who owned the forest, to enter, but now it couldn’t even be compared to before.
After finishing the reply, I let out a breath and glanced at Cedric.
“Is your hand feeling a bit better?”
“No need to worry.”
Even if he said that, I couldn’t help but keep looking.
Cedric, who belatedly noticed , awkwardly hid his hand. He clearly didn’t look pleased with the situation, so I quietly changed the subject.
“By the way, should I pass this on to grandfather?”
When I took out the letter Cedric had written during his academy days, his eyes widened.
“How did you get that……!”
“Leon gave it to .”
“That guy, seriously.”
Cedric let out a deep sigh with a troubled expression.
“No need. You don’t have to deliver it.”
“It looks like a letter you wrote with care. Wouldn’t it be best if it returned to its owner?”
“What use is it to give it to soone who’s not even the owner.”
Huh, so it wasn’t written for grandfather?
“You handle it however you want.”
“…….”
While I stood there blankly, Cedric seed to fall deep into thought.
“By the way, are you hoping I’ll return the marriage proposal letter to you?”
“It’s not that Lord Glaster’s words bothered you, right?”
I didn’t think so—but was that the correct answer?
“You don’t need to pay any attention to what he says. It’s pointless.”
“Hah, it never bothered . My choices have always been right.”
Cedric flatly denied it.
Oh, so it wasn’t that?
He clutched his forehead and let out a deep sigh.
“Do you have any plans for tomorrow?”
“No.”
Instead of answering, he handed a note.
[798-1 Montana Street]
“Go there.”
“Who’s waiting there?”
“Soone who wants to repay you.”
His explanation lacked sincerity, but it wasn’t hard to understand.
There was only one person who would do that—Leon.
‘But didn’t he hate eting with Leon?’
Just clearing up one misunderstanding, and now he’s even delivering this kind of note.
It was a huge step forward.
I scratched my forehead and narrowed my eyes.
It bothered that the topic of Leon ca right after the marriage proposal.
It also felt odd that Cedric was the one encouraging to et Leon.
Instincts were usually right.
“Just in case, did you hear anything from Leon?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Uh, sothing related to the marriage proposal letter we just talked about……”
I trailed off, suddenly worried I’d jumped to conclusions.
“I can’t know what’s in that guy’s heart.”
“Haha, that’s true.”
“Still, since grandfather also had him in mind, I think he’s not a bad choice.”
Grandfather once jokingly asked how I felt about marrying Leon.
I just laughed it off back then, but if grandfather ntioned it like that, then Leon was probably soone he had already picked out.
‘I don’t think it’s a bad idea either.’
Leon was so kind, he’d be more than I deserved. I was sure our marriage life would go smoothly too.
Wasn’t he the perfect groom?
Not just pretending to be family—but becoming real family.
“I’ll think about it positively.”
After our conversation ended, Cedric got up from his seat. His gaze briefly lingered on the letter.
‘He told to handle it myself.’
……He was just indirectly saying it was written for .
I debated whether to open Cedric’s letter in my hand, then lifted one corner of my lips.
‘I’ll read this when I start finding him annoying.’
Right now, when everything is going smoothly.
If happiness greater than this ca to , surely misfortune would follow as well.
* * *
“Arkan.”
When I cleared my throat and called the na of the little guide, he quickly appeared.
He had said he’d step away for a mont because he hadn’t finished his tasks while hanging around with .
Luckily, he seed to have returned at the right ti.
[I cannot tell you how desperately I called for the lady, hoping you’d notice the dust falling on my head.]
“……I didn’t hear anything.”
[Yup! Of course. Because I only thought it in my head!]
I lightly brushed off the dust on top of the fra with my hand.
“I’ve been thinking—can I take what you called the library as a passageway to another world?”
[Absolutely. I’ve always thought of it as such~.]
[In that sense, I told the unseen lady that I wanted to guide her on that path of destiny!]
I recalled the note I once saw from Atkins.
〈There is a monster living on the tiline.〉
It seed friendly to humans, but the term ‘monster’ didn’t sound very positive.
Besides, Peril said it too.
That I probably crossed the tiline.
If that’s the case, wouldn’t I inevitably et the monster……?
[Your expression just turned terrifying—surely you’re not thinking of abandoning , right?]
“I wasn’t thinking that. I was just worried about the monster said to live on the tiline.”
[Hmm, the human language truly is difficult. We guides have never once referred to that being with such a terrible word.]
[He governs ti, overseeing the worlds so that they don’t affect one another—a truly botherso role he shoulders.]
If that’s the case, then there’s nothing to worry about.
“Then what should I do now?”
[I can’t tell you how long I’ve waited for you to ask that!]
[My lady, have you heard of the ‘One Who Peeked at Destiny’?]
Of course I had……
That’s .
Though, there’s one more person besides .
An adventurer—Atkins.
‘But that guy can’t be found right now.’
[Actually, in order to peek at destiny, there’s one condition. You need to have an object that exists in another world.]
At his words, I hesitated and fiddled with the key I kept close.
[Perfect example! The lucky ones happen to pick up objects from other worlds by chance, and I tend to rate such people highly, thinking they’ve been chosen.]
……Then, does that an this wasn’t originally from the world I lived in?
My mind grew hazy with confusion.
While I stood dazed, Arkan dutifully began writing more letters.
[But occasionally, those who peek at destiny end up becoming miserable. How pitiful they must be!]
“Don’t tell —you want to find them……?”
[Ding-dong-daeng~!]
“H-How am I supposed to do that? Don’t you have any clues?”
[I don’t know either. But if you succeed in retrieving the object that person holds, surely the path will open!]
Ugh, maybe I really should just throw it away.
[I will absolutely help too!!!]
As my face began to stiffen instantly, a frightened Arkan hastily scribbled more text.
[It’s certain that they’re within the Empire. And also……]
“…….”
[Heh heh.]
I was so dumbfounded I couldn’t even speak. I just let out a deep sigh from the growing headache.
‘If I think simply, I just need to find soone who’s read the original novel.’
But I had no mory of seeing anyone like that until now.
As I searched my mind, a voice remained faintly in my mory.
〈……My father once told . That I was destined to beco the most noble woman in the Empire.〉
Co to think of it, Idette had said sothing like that before.
〈To do that, we must retrieve what we’ve lost, he said.〉
A future where she becos the Empress of the Empire.
That wasn’t sothing one could say with certainty—unless they had read the original story.
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