The Return of Lilietta - Chapter 114

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Chapter 114

“…Then put me down for now.”

“No.”

“Why? Do I still need to calm down?”

“Don’t you feel the heat rising in your body right now? You want to sit on the cold dirt ground with your body burning up like this? Should I connect you to Sera instead?”

“…”

“Just stay still. I’ll take you back to the barracks once you’re a bit more stable.”

Throughout his words, Gideon kept his gaze fixed somewhere else, not on her. Lillieta stared at the cloak he had covered her with, feeling confused.

So what was that contact just now? How should I interpret this?

He said heat was rising in her body, and her head certainly felt foggy. Her thoughts wouldn’t go any further than that.

It seemed like the recoil from firing Twilight’s Moment at maximum output was hitting her belatedly, something she hadn’t felt while pulling out the horn and getting treated.

While she remained silent, Gid, who had been quietly staring into space, spoke again.

“Rita.”

“…Yeah.”

“You said you saw in the history books that I marry the Duirebourg Noblewoman.”

“Yeah.”

“I have so much to say about that, but first… why on earth did you think I would act exactly like that history?”

“Huh?”

“Our goal is to reform Pascal’s history, isn’t it? We’ve already changed so much, and your very existence is completely different from the original history. So why are you so certain that only that event will happen according to the history books?”

“Well… because that’s something that doesn’t need to be changed…?”

When she replied without much thought, Gid hung his head low. He made a groaning sound briefly, then roughly ran his hands through his hair and spoke in a disheveled tone.

“Rita, honestly, I never thought you’d remember that and worry about it. I never expected it at all, really. Given your personality, I thought you wouldn’t have any interest in such things.”

“That can’t be, even so, it’s a friend’s marriage—”

“Is only my marriage written in the hero chronicles?”

“What?”

“It’s not, right? Everyone else’s marriage stories are all written there too. Since everyone’s descendants continued until the Ash-covered Era, records of their children remained.”

Gid turned his head to look at her and asked.

“Do you remember who Ethan or Is had descendants with in Pascal’s history? What about Luca? Sera or Oli?”

“Of course I remember them all. Ethan had descendants with Lord Colm’s daughter, Is with Sera, Luca married a Raskail branch family lady among the northern survivors, and Oli married Anton from House Everett…”

“…Weren’t you surprised by those things? Anton, who married Olivia in history, is someone you know too, isn’t he? His sister is Annemarie, who you’re acquainted with. Moreover, according to history, Is and Sera had children without even getting married—shouldn’t that be more shocking?”

“Of course it was shocking. I was plenty surprised.”

“You didn’t show it at all though. You acted completely normal around them too. Be honest, you didn’t really care, did you? You just thought ‘I see’ and moved on, half-forgetting about it.”

“Sera and Is had an unusual relationship even in the Ash-covered Era. They were traveling together long before we met them… Yeah, honestly, I wasn’t that surprised by that. You’re right that I just accepted it.”

“What about Oli’s partner?”

“That was curious… but I just thought, ‘I see,’ and that was it.”

“See, you did just accept it and move on. Rita, you can’t even remember the names of Ethan and Luca’s partners, can you? Even though you’d remember every detail of what achievements they accomplished and what activities they did in history. Am I wrong?”

“…”

Rita closed her mouth because it was true.

She thought those two’s partners were also named in the hero chronicles, but she couldn’t remember. Honestly, she had glossed over it without considering it important.

After all, the before and after of the squad members’ return was so different that it didn’t seem like things would flow exactly like the history books anyway.

For example, if they prevented the disaster, there would be no reason for Raskail to be annihilated and for Lucas to escape north with the survivors.

That would eliminate the very opportunity for him and the Raskail branch family lady to interact and deepen their feelings during that arduous process.

Of course, those records could concern them enough that the comrades might seek out their historical spouses and build new relationships, or given the changed circumstances, they might build relationships with completely different people. Or they might just live alone this time.

Either way, it was her comrades’ private lives, so it wasn’t her place to interfere.

As long as they didn’t bring home some harmful person and ruin their lives through marriage, she would congratulate and support whoever her comrades ended up with.

Beacon, who had lived as Pascal’s children in the Ash-covered Era, and the heroes in history who lacked such experience were bound to be different in many ways. So regardless of who they were paired with in Pascal’s history, no one knew how things would actually turn out.

So there was no reason for her to remember or worry about her comrades’ private lives that might change anyway…

‘…Huh?’

Rita suddenly felt like she had stumbled over her own thoughts.

Then why did she care about Gid’s marriage?

When everything was changing, why did she naturally think Gid would end up with Lavinia?

Why did she keep imagining what aspects of Lavinia the historical him might have liked, or how he and Lavinia complemented each other to become a loving couple? What did any of that matter?

“Why on earth did you think I would act exactly like that history?”

The question Gid had just asked echoed loudly in her head.

Right, why? Why did I think that?

‘Wait, I think I did something similar to this… recently.’

It was definitely when she was telling her family members how she had lived.

Worried that her family might find her alien nature strange or distance themselves from her, she kept imagining such situations in advance and prepared herself mentally.

She rationalized that such reactions would be natural, that it was understandable from her family’s perspective, trying to steel herself just in case.

Just like how she kept thinking of Lavinia and Gid’s marriage as a given fact.

‘So Gid’s marriage was… shocking enough for me that I needed to imagine it in advance and prepare myself mentally?’

The rising realization was confusing.

Of course, given how especially close she was with Gid, the fact that he might have someone closer to him than her was certainly shocking.

‘I really was concerned about it. Much more than I thought…’

Was this really just simple disappointment?

Gid, who had been quietly observing the dazed Lillieta, spoke softly.

“So in the end, Rita, you glossed over everyone else’s marriage stories so carelessly that you can’t even remember them properly, but you firmly believed in and worried about only my marriage story… How should I interpret this?”

“What interpretation? I just remembered it more carefully because you’re my one and only comrade.”

Rita reflexively replied, unable to hide her confused expression.

Gideon smiled slightly.

“I’m tempted to misunderstand. What should I do?”

“Misunderstand what?”

“Our relationship.”

“…?”

“Well, should I clarify your amazing misconception first?”

He let out a long sigh and continued.

“Listen carefully, Rita. I have no plans to marry the Duirebourg Noblewoman. I have no interest in her whatsoever, and I have absolutely no intention of living according to Pascal’s history.”

“…But in history, you two got along well. If you get to know Lavinia, you might unexpectedly find that you’re compatible and develop an interest—”

“Lillieta.”

Gid cut off her words and made a strange expression that was unclear whether he was smiling or angry.

“Don’t make my heart flutter unnecessarily.”

“What?”

“It’s already hard enough to restrain myself, so don’t keep giving me reasons to misunderstand.”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Speak clearly.”

“I don’t know if my wishful thinking is clouding my judgment, or if you really… damn it.”

He rubbed his face again and spoke while covering his face with his hands.

“Rita, what do you think I did when I first read that part of the history books?”

“Did you research Lavinia?”

“No, I threw up.”

“…Why?”

“Because I was disgusted that some other me I didn’t know at all had done something I would never do. Because I didn’t want to acknowledge such a thing as me. It was quite a horrible feeling.”

His golden eyes, visible between his fingers, narrowed. He added in a fierce voice.

“That’s not me, Rita. That ‘Gideon’ is nothing more than a delusion that exists only in Pascal’s head now. The me you know has been completely different from that bastard from the very beginning.”

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