The Resetting Lady

In the middle of the night, Karen was building a mountain, taking out all the books in her study.

"I hope something special like my mother's diary comes out."

How has she lived and how has she escaped the yoke of this life? Karen was very curious about that.

The study of Yeongju had only one door from the hallway, but the space was separated due to the large interior. Karen was searching for data from the inside study to the ladder. I smelled old books.

"How did people in the old days use a pen or something?”

As the writings of the last century flicked through, Karen wandered for more personal information.

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"Didn't your mother leave a diary or something?”

Young-ju, who stayed late at the dinner, entered the study looking tired. Karen beckoned and Tom closed the door.

"I, I don't know."

Are you sure you loved her?

Karen turned her eyes away because she didn't know which face to look at the lord.

It doesn't help much.

"You said you trusted your mother, but you didn't know a lot.”

"I love you without knowing."

The lord made a noose out of rope.

"Can I help you? I'm confident because I've done it a few times."

Karen recommended the suicide attempt, reflecting on her past. However, Young-joo looked at her daughter once and tied the knot again.

"No. …there should be no sign of anyone else in the knot."

"Ah."

It doesn't really matter if you're dragged to the crime scene. Karen wondered if she should be impressed with her care.

"But you went too far with saying that at the dinner earlier. It's a sign of suicide."

The lord had asked for Karen in front of Verdick and Lady Elba. She's not feeling well and Karen wants to go to the capital city, so I'm asking for her. Berdick reluctantly agreed and Lady Elba gladly became a witness.

"But wouldn't that be better?"

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"Well, then, um... Shall I go outside?”

"…yes."

Karen went outside the door and put her ear to the door with Tom.

"Excuse me, Tom."

“…….”

The boy looked up.

"Maybe your wish will come true. If I lose my father and fall into trouble, I will be an orphan, and I will be avenged on you.”

“…….”

Tom opened his mouth, but no language came out. Karen quit trying to read thoughts from his face.

"Otherwise, yes."

And Karen waited.

He's rattling.

For a long time.

The sound was not heard until the angle of the moon changed.

No way.

Crying.

opened the door. The lord wept and held a rope around his neck. But the feet were on the chair.

Ah.

I suppose.

"You're scared, aren't you?”

"…no, no."

But his face was not like that.

"You're afraid of death."

I approached the lord. She understood the sense of the lord too well. Even if you get used to it, it's scary and painful when you come to it, the despair that comes right before you, the thought that comes to the end.

What if it's really over?

The sense that all the value accumulated in life becomes meaningless and becomes the same as the stones on the street. Even without confidence, the world will pass and a person will not be worth anything after billions of years. a thought that occur the horror beneath its great flow

But Karen overcame the fear.

If you die 100 times, you will be forced to overcome it. It is forced to accept.

Now the fear of Karen tasting before she dies is not the fear that it will end when she dies. It is a fear of life. The fear of filling your head until you're out of breath.

What if I live again this time?

So she is lonely. Eventually, the lord will never understand her. The only person who could understand himself died a long time ago without even remembering. Karen can't even remember Catherine.

"It's all right."

But even though Young-ju can't understand her, Karen can understand Young-ju. It's because I don't know Young-ju, but Karen remembers. I remember the past that I was afraid of. It's a long time ago. She remembers, too. the first death The fear.

"Sigh…."

So I understand the shame of his tears. Even though the world seems to collapse with despair, the greater pain is the pain of longing for life. I don't want to die apart from the sorrow of bereavement. a raw fear and rejection

"I, I…"

He has made absolute love an indulgence to himself. And the love is measured on the scale and the result breaks itself down. There was a justification for love in every act that made the child's head blank and healed the murder.

I love my children and my wife, because I love them. But in the end, the love was no more important than his own life. Some may say it doesn't matter, but not to the lord. Katherine's love is not the only thing that counts. Young-ju was devastated by the fact that her love was lighter than her life.

"I'm fine. I understand."

But another emotion permeates with understanding. I couldn't help feeling.

"Hahaha..."

Karen smiled dejectedly. Haha, look at this, Mother. Your love. Look at your male lead. You're crying because you're so scared.

"That's how much your father loves and believes. Oh, I'm not blaming you. Father, that's what everyone does. It doesn't make sense that your death is like someone else. There is no such thing as love beyond death. That's not even the answer. There should be something else. It wasn't your father! That much love will be fine. That much faith is fine. I'm sure I'll find the answer. My father's guess is wrong. Sigh, it's eternal love, and you have to overcome it."

"I, I... I....”

The lord's face was miserable. Karen felt bitter about it.

"I don't need it. Dad, it's okay. I'm not denying my father's love."

Karen laughed.

"If ordinary love can be overcome, isn't there another solution that's not an ambiguous way of feeling?”

She wanted to comfort the lord. I did so with all my heart.

"It's all right, Dad. I'm telling you!"

Karen smiled broadly as she said so. He smiled cheerfully.

"I'm not a panhandler who's anxious to see my father's body. Oh, is that right? Anyway, that's it. It doesn't matter, I see. You chose life!"

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Then he clapped his hands.

"Life is great! Hatred, love, power, after all, is meaningless in the face of death! Among them, love! Yes, father. You chose life! If you breathe in one word of mine, it's life-threatening! Yes!"

Karen clapped her hands and laughed. What a pleasant surprise!

"Really, if my father had died, I would have to put Lord Raymond on medication and hypnotize him to fall in love. Well, yes. I wanted to know how far to go. It doesn't have to be that bad.”

Unlike Karen, who has become more comfortable, Young-ju was miserable.

"I... Katherine.”

"Hoo-hoo, I'm happy. I'm telling you... it's terrible that 100 years of temporary emotion has been involved. I'm so happy, Father!"

Karen approached her father.

His body was shaking. He put a noose in his neck, but he couldn't put on a chair. The body is recovered under the name of love, killed people, hypnotized and drugged their daughter. There was a blind eye on the floor.

"I…."

Young-ju says she believes in her wife, and she also believes in her daughter. I believed. I thought so. She's from another world, and so is her daughter. They repeat their lives in search of true love. Catherine fell in true love with herself and was released from the magic, and Karen, who couldn't find true love, did all sorts of things.

"Honey."

He remembers Catherine's will.

"...you don't believe me, do you? You'll be embarrassed, too.

No way, Catherine. My wife, my dear lover. My goddess. I believe everything about you. I'm your god and you're a god. How can I not believe the last trust?

"Then trust Karen. She'll find love in the end. Believe me no matter what I do."

Catherine's whole body was lightened by an unknown illness. It faded as if it refused to exist in the world. The body was so dry that the bones were exposed and the milky skin became more like gray. The lord ran around in all directions, but Catherine just accepted it calmly.

"You're finally facing death.”

He cried and clung to his wife, who said death was her old friend, but it was meaningless. Even though the time to love was short, there was no turning back time. The lord is not Catherine. Believe and love, Catherine and her time were not the same. Catherine said that she had seen him back in time for a long time, and that she was no longer afraid to accompany her death.

"I hope Nancy's prescription will help her."

"I'll give you as much more medicine as I can.”

"Don't feed him any more. Something that doesn't taste good.”

Catherine chuckled. Even the laughter became difficult. Blood was mixed in my cough.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes."

"I don't believe you."

Karen laughs.

"I'm happy about that.”

***

Berdick dragged Isela roughly into the room. Isela pushed Berdick's hand.

"Are you crazy?"

"I won't let it go."

Isela gritted her teeth in anger.

"I'm going to crush that face. I'm gonna cut your hair first, pour tar into your hair, and your face....”

Verdick opened his mouth because he opened his mouth. Did he lose his reason due to jealousy? I forced my daughter to mumbling and saying mean things.

"Are you out of your mind? What's that supposed to mean in front of Lady Elba? No matter how much we owe her, she's a countess! She's not your maid! I can't believe you slapped Catherine Hayer at her dinner!”

Instead of being intimidated, however, Isela raised her eyes and turned back.

"Daddy's a good name for Lady Elba, isn't he?

"What?"

"Why didn't you teach me if you knew so well? What did my father do for me? Now... a moment ago, do you know what I was humiliated by Karen?"

Verdick hit his chest with frustration. I can't believe I'm so jealous and angry that I don't think about what kind of mistake I made because of such a trivial thing.

"You still don't understand what's situation? You don't realize how you behaved in front of the aristocracy?”

He let out a yell. Isela turned back in anger and shame.

"You should have been a nobleman! Do you know how embarrassed I am because my father is not a noble!"

"Isela!"

He eventually raised his hand in anger. Isela cringed for a moment and soon rose to her feet.

"Try it! My father is a rich uncle after all!"

Clang!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Berdick threw the pot next to Isela at her daughter's feet. Then she ignored her frightened daughter and stepped on the flowerpot and took a deep breath.

"If I don't touch you... Remember, your engagement is just around the corner."

If you get angry too much, you' Berdick seemed to turn his mind white with anger. But compared to the anger, I could speak plainly.

"Keep in mind how many contracts and people are involved in your marriage. If you whine any more, then I will punish you so that there is no trace left."

"Huh…."

"Go to your room. And apologize properly to Miss Karen Haier and Count Elba!"

Isela giggled in anger and anger, but she stopped talking when she found Berdyck really angry. Her father demanded that her daughter move as much as she would materially hold onto it. This time. Before.