The Lady Only Deals With the Real Ones - Chapter 192

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‘Wow, I really prepared myself mentally, but…’

I never expected to feel the pain this vividly.

I think I understand why Hugo was on the verge of fainting when he heard Grandfather’s voice.

It wasn’t just glimpsing memories – I could feel everything: the temperature of the air, the metallic smell of blood.

“I thought it was a boy because of the short hair, but it’s a girl? Hey, what do you mean no? You must have stolen something too anyway.”

The time I arrived was exactly when I was sobbing after learning about Grandfather’s death from the newspaper.

There were those who approached me, targeting my vulnerability.

They coveted the necklace Grandfather had given me, and when I desperately resisted giving it up, they beat me.

Looking down at the necklace I had treasured even when I had to cut and sell my hair, I said:

“No. Everything else is fine, but this is absolutely not okay. This is the only thing left of Grandfather’s…”

Ah, I was going to curse at them, but apparently that’s not allowed.

The words and actions from the past came out exactly as they were. I suppose it’s because this is a memory.

‘But I can at least turn my gaze!’

As soon as I realized this, I focused not on the robbers, but on the newspaper I had dropped that was rolling on the ground.

“So what? Is this some kind of grandfather’s keepsake? What am I supposed to do if it’s a keepsake? If you don’t want to follow your dead grandfather, right now… Argh!”

I heard the sound of my past self biting down hard on the robber’s hand.

With a smack, my jaw was twisted. My line of sight shifted and countless kicks flew at me.

“It’s okay, ugh, I can do this…”

There wouldn’t be much time.

My whole body ached from the physiological pain, but I stubbornly lifted my head to look at the newspaper.

The winter wind turned the pages of the newspaper, and finally what I was looking for came into view.

[Wanted Poster]

‘Got it!’

Wanted: Eivor

Gender and Age: Unknown

Danger Level: Extremely High

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※ Can change appearance unpredictably regardless of gender and age, causing numerous impersonation crimes (Reference)

※※ However, true appearance is a male with green hair and green eyes

‘Green hair, green eyes.’

The wanted poster contained not only Eivor’s photo but also photos of the people he had impersonated as examples.

Looking at those photos, I suddenly felt something was off.

‘Most of them have green eyes?’

The people Eivor impersonated in the wanted poster varied in gender and age, but almost all of them had green eyes.

I recalled that the butler found dead and the attendant caught in the Imperial Palace both had green eyes.

That wasn’t all.

‘Duie Delphia also had emerald-colored eyes, and although it’s not certain if he’s involved yet, Luca also has mint-colored eyes, right?’

This absolutely couldn’t be a coincidence.

I memorized the names of other people whose photos weren’t shown and lowered my gaze.

Next was the list of crimes.

‘Number 1 is Rugenote theft, number 2 is theft of 4 pieces of Ruby Tablet. Number 3 is… huh.’

Crime List:

3. Mount Cartan Arson

– Suspected of arson in the ancient forest of the snowy Mount Cartan at the border between the Duchy of Moro and Presripe Empire one month ago, multiple casualties occurred

– The simultaneous arson that occurred in Pero County three years ago is also suspected to be the work of this criminal

If I had known nothing, I might have thought this crime was an extension of the first arson that allowed Eivor to infiltrate the Duke’s Residence.

I might have just thought he was a crazy bastard who liked setting fires.

But today’s me was different. I had obtained information from Crescens.

“The flame is sealed in the Sacred Snowy Mountains where no magic can be used.”

Snowy mountains, and fire.

Eivor had even tried to steal the sacred flame.

My guess that he was targeting the four sacred objects was proving correct.

‘Did he fail? But this is strange.’

Seeing the charge of ‘arson’ instead of stealing the flame, it seemed he failed, but it was odd that multiple casualties occurred.

As far as I knew, Kartan had extremely treacherous terrain and was an uninhabited border area with no residents.

‘Anyway, if it’s on Mount Cartan, I understand why Tesagh didn’t press further about the flame’s location.’

I didn’t know that Kartan was a place where magic couldn’t be used, but Duke Tesagh would have known.

In other words, Crescens had essentially revealed that the flame was located in Kartan with those words.

‘It probably wasn’t originally an area where magic couldn’t be used. Since the sacred flame is there, magic couldn’t be used due to conflicting magical power.’

Now that I discovered Eivor’s next target was the flame, Tesagh could use this information to cooperate with the Empire and strengthen security.

In a way, it was a refreshing conclusion.

But, something…

As I examined the wanted poster once more, I let out a soundless scream at pain incomparable to anything before.

“Hey, this girl coughed up blood!”

The moment of death had arrived.

Hearing the footsteps of the robbers running away, I forcibly held onto my fading consciousness.

‘There’s something else. Something else…’

“This is… huh?”

I suddenly realized.

2. Theft of 4 pieces of Presripe Empire’s sacred object ‘Ruby Tablet’

4 pieces?

In this life, Eivor only stole three pieces. He left one piece in the Imperial Palace.

But in my past life, Eivor stole all four pieces. Why?

‘Enduring more is impossible.’

However, I couldn’t endure any longer in this memory.

Not just the pain, but my consciousness was gradually fading.

Just as I was about to say the code I had arranged with Tesagh.

Tap. Tap.

Light footsteps approached.

“How pitiful.”

A long shadow with shoes stood on the snowfield.

The owner of the shadow whispered very tenderly.

If someone had heard it, they would surely have thought it was a person taking pity on me and trying to help.

My past life self, for whom this was the end of the memory, thought so too.

But they say hearing is the last of all senses to die.

“So you were in a place like this. It would have been good if I had come a bit earlier, about a month or so.”

The voice that continued after my past consciousness was cut off was not like that.

“Ah… I wondered why it was fragmented this time. It was because of you.”

Snap.

I heard the sound of something breaking.

The man who had torn off my necklace muttered.

“It’s okay. I like this kind of thing too. It’s interesting, like a treasure hunt. Though it was quite a long time… well, can’t be helped.”

The man laughed.

I know this voice.

The man who said life was like a ridiculous joke.

The man who came to the pawnshop and left after turning the flower petals black.

“So. See you again?”

“So. See you again?”

The one who casually threw the necklace over my corpse and turned away was none other than Eivor.

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“I found, it.”

Having barely managed to say the code just before being ejected from the memory, I gasped for breath.

I don’t know how much time had passed. My whole body stung and felt numb, and it seemed like stars were bursting before my eyes.

As I blinked my blurry eyes several times, I suddenly froze.

‘Grandfather’s dried flowers…’

They had turned completely black.

All of them. Not a single bloom was spared.

“Hello. We meet again.”

I looked up at the voice and let out a hollow laugh.

Really meeting again, that crazy bastard.

Eivor was leisurely leaning against the desk with his long legs, as if it were his own place.

‘Where’s Tesagh?’

Actually, the moment I saw Eivor standing there unharmed, I had a premonition.

If Tesagh had been okay, at least one of that man’s limbs would have been broken.

Sure enough, Tesagh was frozen stiff like a taxidermied specimen, just like at Delphia Manor. With his sword dropped in front of him.

I could read the emotion in his bloodshot eyes. Run away. It’s dangerous.

‘As if I could do that.’

I gave him a signal with my eyes, then placed my hand on Tesagh’s body and channeled power into him like during a holy power test.

I remembered that when I touched him at Delphia Manor, his restraints had been released.

But then, I heard laughter.

“You lack skill.”

Eivor giggled like a boy.

“…What?”

“I said you lack skill. You only recently realized you have holy power, didn’t you? That’s not how you use it on people.”

His softly curved green eyes were filled with amusement.

He wasn’t forcing a smile. He was genuinely enjoying himself.

“But your determination and boldness are quite nice. I watched you well at the Count’s Manor and at the Imperial Palace.”

This situation, and me.

“But right now, it’s not quite the right time, I’d say… After drinking the Root of Blindness and experiencing the terror of death, it won’t work as you think. Mental state is important, you see.”

“Then why didn’t you wait a bit before coming? Until I recovered. Oh wait, no. You specialize in backstabbing, so you prefer cowardly methods, right?”

When I answered expressionlessly, Eivor’s smile deepened even more.

“That’s so accurate it stings a bit… But if I really intended to backstab you, you would have faced real death about 2 minutes ago, not just the terror of death.”

It was a sharp threat, but I met his eyes directly.

“So what you’re doing now is fair by your standards? Restraining Duke and threatening me?”

“That was unavoidable. It’s a bit difficult to have a conversation with Duke of Moro present. Well, this is the only time I have anyway.”

Saying “time,” Eivor gazed into the air for a moment.

“A conversation?”

“Yes.”

He turned his head sharply and smiled brightly.

“Let’s talk.”

I could say with certainty.

That bastard would be the biggest pain in the ass of my life.

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