The Resetting Lady

Even if you bought a carriage, it was a matter of who would drive a horse. No matter how much money Isela had, no one could do anything to provoke the anger of Berdyk, who holds tightly to the overall economy of the village.

There was no one in the village who didn't know Isela's face, and everyone waved their hands for fear of doing something dangerous. Verdick was a man of thorough reprisal, so they didn't want anyone to get involved with him.

That didn't mean Raymond could escort them himself. It was clear that Isela would refuse. Raymond wanted to wear a wig on his head, but he couldn't hide his body, height, or voice.

In the end, he had no choice but to ask someone he knew, and this man was the only one who could run the fastest if he knew the best and the money.

"He's good."

But Raymond's face was not so bright. Karen met Zion in person and found out why.

"This is Sir Zion Electra."

"Good to see you, Karen Haier Young-ae."

"Hello, Lord Zion."

Raymond introduced him. It was a young knight. Karen remembered the face of a young man she had seen on the wedding day. He was a direct junior to Raymond. They said they shared the same room. But in his memory, he always had more than half of his face blackened by major injuries or had big burns on his face.

Unlike when he was too impressive, his face now deserved to be called a handsome man. Maybe it's because Raymond hurt one eye. Karen felt a little strange about them as if they had been reversed.

"Lord Raymond's junior."

"Yes, you are Lord Raymond's mistress."

"Xion!"

"Oh, sorry."

Karen blinked her eyes.

While wondering whether to be angry or not, Raymond grabbed Zion's back neck and lifted it.

"I didn't mean to criticize you. I'm telling you, when I met Young-ae in person, I thought I understood why Lord Raymond was engaged. The expression "my lover" is not appropriate. You're her boyfriend, right?”

"You'd better watch your language.”

"Is that a one-sided love?”

"…shut up, Miss Karen… I mean, she's just a little tangled up with Miss Isela this time.”

"Yes, sir."

Raymond thought about putting a fist in his stomach and quit when he saw Karen staring at them. The sleek man with brown hair smiled when he heard the threat.

"I'm sorry, Karen. I couldn't save the horseman right now."

"…no. Nice to meet you, Lord Zion."

The only thing that matters now is Icella, but you don't have to pay more attention to other people. Karen held Zion's hand tightly thinking so. It took a lot of effort, but that was it.

***

A few days later, Isela left home at dawn. Isela's face on the carriage prepared by Karen was flushed.

"It's my first time coming out of the house. My heart is pounding. Karen, what about you?”

"So am I, Isela."

My heart is pounding to death. Verdick won't hit my neck with this as an excuse, will he? Karen swallowed her saliva while looking at Isela's excited face. I think we should really be friends now. Or Verdick might kill himself.

"First of all, I'm going to go to a big fight in the capital. We should go and ask for protection."

"Request for protection?"

"Yes. Every temple has a duty to protect a sacred marriage. I'm thinking of running away from an unwanted marriage."

The destination set by Isela was a totally unexpected place for Karen. Although all the temples have the duty of protection, most women have visited a monastery deep in the mountains to escape their fathers and brothers. The capital city is a big match. It was more of a power than a religion. As soon as we get there, we'll hear from Verdick.

"Do I need to go to the Great Battle?" I'd rather go to a quiet monastery so Mr. Berdick wouldn't notice it. Why don't you go far?"

A whole new place would be better for Karen because it's a fresh trip.

Wouldn't it be good to have a whole new place, an endless sea, or a place surrounded by dense forests? As Karen, she wanted to run very far away from going. But Isela shook her head.

"Carran, I'm not just running away from you. My father won't be able to take me by force until the Great War. And you should play in the capital, what do you do when you go to a quiet place?”

Oh, to play.

"I see. Hardly... I think they're ready."

"It doesn't last at least a year."

Until then, his neck will stick. He won't die until that day.

But as soon as Karen thought about death, she immediately recalled her change. Now I realize that nothing can guarantee my life. Now I'm dead before that.

Whatever Karen's insides, Isela was just as excited.

Karen's neck was itchy when she heard her ambition to go out without her father, saying she was like a puppet of her father. Raymond's kick to Isela seemed to have had such a big impact on her.

***

After a long drive, the night came before I knew it.

Raymond's recommendation of Zion handled the carriage rough. Furthermore, the wagon I got secretly was small and uncomfortable. Karen and Isela were getting tired and spreading like flour dough.

"I'm dying....”

with a rattle.

Fortunately, the carriage stopped. Lord Zion stood outside the door.

"You'd better stay here today."

"Here…."

Karen looked out. And then he frowned. It's not good here. It was the place again. It was the tower where he died. What's the date today? This tower is dangerous. Karen thought of the day when she met Raymond. It was ominous to stay in this tower for a day when I remembered I encountered the Duke of Rutella.

"I have to stay here for one day and go up."

"No, let's go."

Karen remembered if the last date was the same as today, but she couldn't remember at all. The past few lives have been so chaotic. And it was only once that I met the Duke of Rutella. Was today the day? But I think it's too early. Karen clenched her fist in tension. There is no Raymond beside them now. You have to get out of this tower.

"Wouldn't it be better to get to the capital as soon as possible? Isela, that's better."

"I want to rest because my back hurts."

Isela said with a grim face. The long ride in the rough little and uncomfortable carriage made me look tired. But Karen was nervous about staying at the tower.

"What if he doesn't get to the capital and gets caught by Mr. Berdick? Hey, why don't you just keep going?”

"No, it's impossible. The forest at night is more dangerous. I can't move my horse anymore because I've been running all day. If you meet a bear in the forest, everyone will die."

"Yeah, Karen, I can't go any further.”

Karen bit her lips with anxiety. But Zion was right, too. The reason why he opposes this place is because he has memories of his previous life. In general, life flowed similarly to previous life when and where the time was right. How should I explain it to them?

"I actually have a precognitive dream."

"You're leaving early tomorrow morning, aren't you?”

“…….”

You don't even listen.

Karen glared at Lord Zion, which Raymond had attached, but he pretended not to know.

He was a man of no mean character. But no matter what Karen said, Isela was excited to stop and rest.

"Long time no see that tower! I come here from time to time for summer hunting, but I don't use towers very much."

"Don't you think it's better to take a rest downstairs instead of just going up there?”

"The carriage is more dangerous, so why don't you just go up?”

"…yes."

No one can do anything to listen to themselves.

Karen missed Raymond again. No one listens to what he says, so I'm a little discouraged. Where's Raymond by now? He asked to take care of his work and see him again in the capital, but Karen already felt empty for days without him. But I couldn't keep up with him.

Karen climbed up the tower, strangling her.

"Why are you following me?"

Isela asked, looking up the stairs, stopping and following after Karen. Xion pointed his finger at himself and asked again.

"You mean me?"

"Yes, there's only one room above, so go down."

"I'm the only one growing up in a carriage?"

The horseman pointed at him with his finger and looked up at Isela as if it were ridiculous. Isela nodded and pointed her finger at him.

"Isn't that obvious? You think so, don't you, Karen? How do the horsemen and ladies sleep in the same space?"

"Of course."

Karen smiled and looked down at Zion, the horseman. Because he decided to side with Isella without fail. Isela was pleased with Karen's answer and went up without listening to the driver's words.

"You want me to do it alone?"

Karen approached the horseman and whispered quietly.

"Wasn't that why you were recommended by Lord Raymond?"

“…….”

The man scratched his back of the head and went down with a frown.

Karen didn't like the attitude of the very irreverent man, but she decided to try to get along with Raymond, who recommended him.

***

Isela fell asleep quickly, but Karen couldn't sleep at all. This is because what happened in this tower was bothering me. Karen got up, looked out the window, checked the carriage's position, and sat down again and stared down at Isela. Sleeping Isela was like a day in the past.

'…ha.'

What will happen if we go like this? Karen was used to Isela sleeping. She was Isela's maid of honor, and she also acted as her caretaker. He said he would be a friend this time, but that didn't mean Karen was attracted to Isella and decided.

Karen was already feeling tired. Intentional approaches are tiring. I was even more discouraged to think that Isela's unruly behavior could lead to death again.

"…Icella."

“…….”

Isela did not wake up even if she was deeply asleep.

Karen felt a sense of deja vu when she saw her figure. The temptation that I felt strongly while looking at Isela's neck, which was asleep last time, is coming back. The last time she fed Karen to kill her, it was hard to say how funny it was. And in the end, Karen failed to kill Isela. What will happen if we kill her again?

Clearly there was a much simpler way ahead of her than to be a friend. Clearly, there may be another incident that you have never experienced before. The change in the year that began with Nancy's death was enormous. Isela was the most important person in her life. I'm sure it'll change a lot. It'll be really fun.

“…….”

Karen quietly pulled up the blanket and covered it under Isela's neck. I can feel the warmth of Isella under my hand. Karen looked down at her finger and breathed quietly. Then I turned around and slept with Isela.

'...it's all right.'

Karen decided to choose the joy of being a friend rather than the joy of killing her. There is something more important than her petty curiosity. It wasn't because she suddenly became sympathetic to her. Because I love Raymond. And for that, she could be a saint. Like he could be a demon.

***

"Get up."

Oh, please.

Karen closed her dim eyes again and pulled up the blanket. Karen was tired all over, just not saying it was as hard as Isella. And Karen wanted to cry more because she thought she knew who the rough hand was.

I purposely placed a horseman recommended by Raymond underneath, but is he already dead? Should I have brought Raymond? If he comes, he'll take him with him like last time. Killing all these people who wake themselves up.

No. Didn't you decide because you didn't like it? Karen opened her eyes. The anticipated people stood around him. I expected that the date might not be right, but the bad things would happen without being missed like this.

"…who is it?"

They already knew who they were. He was with the Duke of Rutella.