The Male Lead Is Trying To Tame Me With Money - Chapter 129

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129.

Gaia had definitely said that.

When I asked if she could trace the sender of this email, she said it would be difficult because the axis was twisted.

That axis included space, completely different worlds. And….

‘There was time too.’

If what was twisted was time, then it wouldn’t be strange for the sender of this email to be Lady Maribel.

As my head spun rapidly, the Flare Dragon made a fed-up expression.

-Thanks to you, my lifespan has gotten a bit shorter.

In other words, my guess was correct.

The dragon glared at me and grumbled.

-Knowing that I can read thoughts.

“I’m sorry about that.”

As I said that, I realized that dragons also had various restrictions placed on them.

It meant that while gods couldn’t interfere, rules established from the beginning still remained.

And the fact that Gaia, the Flare Dragon, and even Maribel all pointed to me meant there was something about me.

‘This really feels like being a protagonist.’

I was gradually accepting this identity, but it still felt awkward.

Especially since I had always aimed to live as an extra.

Since I had no intention of shortening the Flare Dragon’s lifeline to eliminate the main business of the Clupea Border Barony, this time I thought silently to ask my question.

‘The fact that I received this type of email is indeed….’

For the sake of their restrictions, I first erased Lady Maribel’s name from my mind.

Additionally, I had to make the question itself ambiguous.

Because I wanted to gain certainty that she had intentionally sent it in the form of an email, and made it remind me of my past life.

‘It’s related to your choice to use the analogy of an air conditioning unit, isn’t it?’

The Flare Dragon stood up on the sofa and only smiled.

He didn’t answer ‘no.’

That was enough.

*

The conversation with the dragon ended with me asking a trivial question I was curious about.

“But dragons, Lady Maribel, and even Ian don’t have any holy power at all, so how can they be called saints?”

Weren’t they even polar opposites?

Because of that, it was true that they became good prey for the temple to attack, calling them impure and whatnot.

The Flare Dragon left the innermost depths, returned in lizard form, crawled up onto my wrist, and spoke casually.

-I don’t understand why humans think gods would only use one type of power.

It was an answer I could understand immediately.

Right, if you’re a god, it’s normal to know how to use everything.

Holy power, magic power, even things like internal energy from martial arts countries.

Since they’re absolute beings capable of creating such worlds.

Anyway, having gotten various answers, we left the lair and headed to the bedroom in the lord’s manor.

On the way out, as soon as the lizard saw Paul, it quickly climbed onto him and even displayed affection to comfort its human companion who had been sad about their brief separation.

I really thought they were a well-matched pair in many ways.

After parting with the lizard as well, when I entered the bedroom, Casian had a very complicated expression.

I felt like I could understand that feeling quite well.

Because I too felt confused the more I looked at the email again.

‘No matter how I looked at it, I thought it was the appearance of a working adult worn down by work….’

So I felt a sense of kinship too.

I also felt slightly betrayed.

Thanks to the Flare Dragon not denying my words, I learned why Lady Maribel did that, but….

“…Really, mother?”

“Mm, this tone and situation were probably all made up.”

“Made up?”

Since from the middle onwards, I had more questions I asked silently than questions I voiced aloud just in case, I opened my mouth step by step to explain that as well.

“As Ian knows, I’m weak against administrators working overtime.”

“That’s right, opposite to me.”

“Ian is the boss.”

Since you receive more responsibility and money, there was no reason for me to sympathize with you suffering from heavy workload.

But the administrators were my subordinates, so naturally I had to take care of them thoroughly.

Because if the administrators I raised carefully ran away with resignation letters because work was hard, that would be a bigger problem.

“She probably knew that. That I would sympathize if she sent it this way.”

It meant she knew that while I would grumble, I would leave some room to help to some extent.

“Does that mean mother had prophetic abilities?”

“If you call it prophecy, it could be that.”

Rather, this would be closer to saying she saw the past.

Because the trials they sent and the setting books were all based on the novel I read in my previous life.

Just seeing how the dragons dug through my memories to create appropriate words or spaces like cafes, it seemed right to think Lady Maribel used a similar method.

‘My previous life memories aren’t very clear.’

Working methods and fragmentary human relationships came to mind, and novels I read as a hobby came to mind sporadically, but not everything.

Usually people who possessed others remembered at least how they died, but I have no memory of that.

Rather, those who arbitrarily looked through my memories might have seen things more clearly than I did.

‘Maybe the trials and those setting books were things I actually saw too.’

I was certain I wasn’t a writer, but maybe a friend or someone close wrote them, so I might have seen the files they created while writing.

With various thoughts and meeting Casian’s gaze directed at me, I had no choice but to make one decision.

Actually, I hadn’t completely hidden it until now either.

‘But saying it with my own mouth would make me look like a crazy person.’

It was too protagonist-like!

Suppressing the rejection that felt like it would give me hives, I opened my mouth to Casian.

There was a limit to giving clear explanations without saying more.

“There’s something I haven’t properly told you until now, Ian.”

“Hm?”

“I’m actually….”

Feeling my solar plexus getting subtly stuffy, I blurted out those words.

“This is my second life.”

*

Casian Artez believed my confession, which I made by gathering all my courage, with disappointing simplicity.

“I already met Rozelita Salice, who is not you.”

“That’s true too.”

His words made perfect sense to me too.

The problem was that we had experienced too many abnormal situations.

“But thanks to that, I properly understand why Rose could work this way from childhood.”

“Right, now that I think about it….”

I leaned my body against Casian’s embrace.

Really thinking this was now a habit hard to break away from.

His arm naturally embracing my waist, and his comfortable embrace too.

“His Majesty the Emperor also seemed familiar with all the unconventional documents I submitted.”

“Are you saying mother imitated your methods?”

“Probably with high probability.”

Before this trip began, I had reviewed not only materials about the Riarden Ducal Family, but also some materials about Peony Palace.

Since Peony Palace was completely sealed so no one could access it, what I could see as an advisor was extremely limited.

‘But those few materials were incredibly easy to read.’

All other materials were in paragraph form, but only a few of Peony Palace’s materials felt like they had formatting applied.

The calculation formulas were also different from commonly used ones, with many being more concise.

While it wasn’t as efficiency-focused as my methods, I got the impression that she had borrowed as much as she could manage.

“What I’m more curious about is how you can communicate with the current me.”

“Because there were scrolls sent with perfect timing.”

I affirmed Casian’s words.

“And also why it’s me.”

“Huh?”

“Of course, it’s true that I end up saving you in childhood. But if she was going to give orders anyway, wouldn’t it have been better for Maribel to contact you, her son?”

She had even passed away while giving birth, so at most she would have only seen Casian as a newborn.

Of course, the trials themselves were said to be centered around the events that ‘Rozelita’ experiences in the original story.

‘But most of them are things the original Casian experiences together with her.’

There were even crises that should have come to me but went to Casian instead.

That’s why I was even more puzzled.

If she was going to give hints, wouldn’t it be better to give them to Casian?

Of course, even though she sent them to me, he ended up knowing everything anyway…

‘If I had been similar in personality to the original Rozelita, I would have tried to solve everything alone.’

Wouldn’t that be a bit dangerous?

If I had been neither the original Rozelita nor like my current self, but had a selfish personality, there was even the possibility I would have run away pretending not to know anything.

While I was puzzled and considering various possibilities, Casian spoke to me.

“Rose, in times like this, shouldn’t we think backwards?”

“Backwards…?”

“If the sender of this scroll is Mother, then she’s interfering with the future from the past. In that case, it seems like you were simply the only option.”

Only me…?

No, if I twisted this thought further, it seemed to mean that because there was a special existence like me, such impossible interference became possible.

“The fact that dragons regard you as special, and that you’re the one who must solve this—I think there are reasons for all of it.”

At Casian’s additional words, I recalled what the Flare Dragon had mentioned.

-That’s why you’re in that position.

-To find a way to save this world.

And if the result of that was my existence…

‘Did Maribel summon me to this world?’

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