Resetting Lady - Chapter 145

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“So that woman really was Karen.”

“It’s not certain yet.”

Despite Linde’s words, Verdick shook his head. There was no need to be more cautious here. This part needed to be settled definitively for things to proceed.

“Karen Hyer went missing, and a woman who can’t properly speak about herself appeared elsewhere. And that woman looks exactly like Karen Hyer. Wouldn’t it be better to just think they’re the same person?”

“But why would she be there?”

“I don’t know.”

Verdick fell into thought while looking at the telegram. He needed to think. Why was that woman at Raymond’s estate.

He didn’t know where he might have missed something.

Raymond and Karen.

The only thing connecting them was Verdick himself. How did they end up entangled?

“Though it’s suspicious, what’s important is Isella’s whereabouts. Even if this woman is connected to Raymond, that’s a matter for later.”

What mattered was that there wasn’t much time now.

Verdick recalled what Raymond had said. That he would be busy for a while.

But Verdick knew most of Raymond’s schedule. He usually did unofficial work when Verdick’s and Prince Guiz’s interests aligned. Sometimes he wanted to test new weapons, and Raymond was a suitable target.

But this time Prince Guiz hadn’t given Verdick any hint. Who had given him work? Count Fankair?

In any case, what mattered was that Raymond wasn’t at home.

Why had he left his house empty?

A mansion the size of Tess Manor should have at least 50 servants in residence.

So why was there only one woman?

What was he hiding?

“Baron Raymond Seyertes told me he’d be away from home for a while.”

Verdick instructed his subordinates. The men exchanged glances. Only one woman was guarding the baron’s house. They had nothing to worry about.

“Understood. Then just us would be enough.”

One man would be enough to deal with one woman. With five or six strong men present, there would be no problem at all. But Verdick shook his head. You never know what might happen.

“Send a telegram to the estate. Call five more men who can keep their mouths shut.”

“What are you planning to do?”

“We’ll search the Seyertes baron’s house. And that woman called Cally too, of course.”

Verdick was planning to search thoroughly.

Whatever might come out.

Even in the worst situation, Verdick had to move.

Perhaps there were other people in that mansion besides Raymond and Karen.

“Contact Prince Guiz as well. Tell him I’ll give him a chest of gold coins and all the sculptures and artworks he’s been talking about, so please lend us some people.”

“…Will you be alright?”

Verdick grabbed Linde by the collar. Alright? Would it be alright? What? The money? Or Isella? Each thing made him so angry he couldn’t stand it. How could it be alright! But these damn bastards were just nodding off in front of Verdick.

In the end, no matter how much money he gave, no matter how much he threatened and intimidated them, those who weren’t his family were far more relaxed about the situation compared to Verdick. Verdick couldn’t stand it. How can you act with such calm faces? Why are you okay?

“Never… question me again and just act immediately. Understood?”

Linde nodded.

Verdick had to find her.

His eyes were bloodshot and his mouth tasted bitter. He couldn’t remember the last time he had slept comfortably. But he couldn’t fall asleep. His daughter might be waiting for him somewhere.

* * *

Karen had a duty to be moved by Raymond’s love.

No matter how red that love was, she had to.

He was always kind to Karen. But he was cruel to other people. That made him an even more perfect male protagonist. A man who was only kind to her. Whatever he did, it was all solely for Karen alone.

Even if Karen couldn’t understand him, even if she distanced herself from him, his love would be absolute and perfect.

Karen had a duty to reciprocate his love.

But the sighs and sadness wouldn’t stop. It wasn’t because Karen was a saint who bestowed forgiveness and love even on her enemies.

The image of him that Karen loved was both unchanged and yet changed. That was what made her sad.

The knight Karen loved was now mad, and the fact that the reason was because of Karen made her sad.

Most of all, because it didn’t seem like his method would work properly.

Karen remembered all of her deaths.

Raymond would remember too.

Karen had died even on days when she was holed up in her room.

When something went wrong at 117 days, and now she could die before even completing a year, but that was only when she moved recklessly.

If she endured until that day, would she really live differently this time?

She was anxious because nothing was certain.

She desperately hoped he would succeed, but her mother had escaped the repeated life only after passing life on to her. It ended only after giving birth to her. But she was infertile. If Dulan had made her infertile, there would be no end.

Dulan didn’t care much about her death either. Even marrying him wouldn’t be the answer. He remembered nothing. She didn’t know what he had done when he was seventeen. Even if he had changed, no one knew what had changed.

All she could do now was wait until that day.

Just because things were different now, would that day be different too?

Even so, there was only one thing she had to do now.

Contrary to her mood, the weather was bright and birds were chirping, and summer roses and hydrangeas were blooming abundantly. Raymond was preparing to leave, carrying a large bag.

“You’re not sure exactly when you’ll return?”

“There are many various matters. There are things I’m trying for the first time, so it’s difficult to answer definitively. But I’ll return before that day.”

“Don’t forget to have clothes tailored when you come back.”

“Yes. I’ve definitely written down the measurements. But wouldn’t it be better if you gained a bit more weight? I think it would be good to have them tailored in a more generous size.”

“Don’t lecture me about my clothes.”

“…Yes.”

“You must buy the shoes exactly as I ordered. I hate cowhide. It must be sheepskin.”

“Sheepskin, that weak leather…”

“Because it’s pretty.”

“Yes, I won’t argue. I’ll buy exactly what you wrote down, so don’t worry too much.”

Karen hadn’t been sleeping properly lately. It was because her feelings were complicated. But unlike Karen, Raymond’s face was refreshingly cheerful. He leisurely talked about clothes and shoes while adjusting his attire. And before mounting his horse, he looked at Karen.

“Since there’s no horse, it would be better not to think about going down to the town.”

“I know.”

“When it’s over, let’s go anywhere. Whether it’s snow-covered plains or vast seaside, anywhere is fine. Is there somewhere you want to go?”

“I’ll tell you later.”

It was still a distant story. Karen felt that future was truly too far away. Karen sighed. Then she grabbed Raymond’s shoulder and pressed her lips to his. Their lips touched briefly and separated. It was a kiss like a sigh. Karen looked up at Raymond and said.

“Have a safe trip.”

Seeing that Karen’s face wasn’t bright, Raymond, who had been deliberately acting cheerful, smiled somewhat bitterly.

“I would have liked it if you could see me off with a smile.”

“I don’t want to.”

“If I die and can’t return, won’t you be tormented for life? Thinking ‘Ah, I should have smiled for Raymond then!'”

“…Lord Raymond, if you don’t come back, I can just commit suicide right after.”

Raymond straightened his posture with a complicated expression. Then he stroked Karen’s head and lowered his head. A slightly groaning voice followed.

“…Mm… I want to scold you for saying that, but since it’s also true, I have nothing to say.”

“Right?”

Between them, death was no longer a tragedy. Now that she knew Karen could start over anytime she died, death was just like falling down. At least for Karen. She was more afraid of waiting than of her own death. Karen planned to commit suicide immediately if Raymond died. Since she could die before that day anyway, there was no need to wait.

“I’ll return within a week.”

“If you don’t come, I’ll commit suicide. Waiting is bothersome.”

“…I’d still like you to live until the end.”

She should say it more romantically.

“Would there be any need to endure more in a world without you?”

“…It’s touching, but could you consider that what I’m working hard for now is for you to live, Karen?”

It’s not really working. When Karen closed her mouth, Raymond also shrugged and extended his hand to Karen. He meant for Karen to give him her hand. Karen sighed for who knows how many times and extended her hand.

“My lifespan is quite long, so I probably won’t die easily this time either.”

“I’m envious of that.”

“Is that so? How about trying to live longer than me for once?”

Raymond kissed the back of her hand and stepped back.

“Anyway, I’ll be going.”

If not bright smiles, they at least exchanged lukewarm smiles as they parted.

The sight was so amusing that she found herself laughing again. In the end, Karen sent Raymond off with laughter.

“See you later.”

The blonde hair under the breaking sunlight was dazzling. Karen closed her eyes. The wind was fresh and flower petals fell on her cheeks. The sound of the stream flowing and birdsong mixed in her ears, creating an utterly peaceful atmosphere.

May he succeed.

Those who work hard deserve to receive the fruits of their labor.

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