I didn't think I said too much. I don't even think I said the wrong thing.
Jared doesn't like Cassandra. It wasn't like she had anything. I didn't see the people she herself would be around, that's all.
"Enough, stop. Anyway, it doesn't make any difference what I said to you. I just wanted to ask you something. That's all I need to hear."
Cassandra gives her face quietly.
"Suppose Olivier uses her body to revive her ancestors and bring them back to the past. If there was a family in the other world, could a proper family recognize its original ancestors? Are the families of their ancestors alive in the first place in a different world?
"It's..."
"Is the flow of time the same? It's been hundreds of years since our ancestors got lost in our world, hasn't it? Can you transcend the course of time even though you can't believe just crossing the walls of the world?
"... to me"
I don't know, you tried to keep going, and Cassandra stopped the words and held her mouth.
"You didn't seem to think anything about how it was going. No, no, it sounds like your ancestors were appropriate. Or didn't you have time to think about it?"
If the world of the Jareds and the homeland of their original ancestors had flown through the same time, even if they had succeeded in bringing it back to its original world, she would have been lonely in a world where no one knew her.
There is no way to check the flow of time. At least I don't know Jared. Before that, I still can't believe that there was magic beyond the world.
Cassandra may have stupidly believed in her ancestors, but it's a good annoyance to try and be their ancestors. There is no opponent to fight even if he is resurrected. There are no enemies or countries to defeat. There are no people to protect. There is no guarantee that descendants will be able to reunite with their families, even though they will be told that they can return to their original world.
If Jared had been in the same position as his original ancestors, he would have yelled "Don't do anything extra".
"Just to be clear, I don't have your plan anymore. I don't mind driving my ancestors to a distant world, but that body is Olivier's. I won't let you do as you please. I'll put it first to get it back, but if that's not possible, I'll kill it. That's all."
"... there's no way you can defeat your ancestors"
"I wouldn't know if I hadn't tried"
"No, I'm not. That's not true. You don't know anything. My ancestors use Olivier's body!?
"So what?
"You did, you didn't know, did you? Olivier has an unmatched talent for magic."
"I hear so."
To the extent I heard a little from Olivier, Jared doesn't know how talented he was. I haven't felt magic since we met, but it was sealed. You couldn't have imagined that.
Back then, I miss Olivier still being stubborn and having trouble having an older fiancée myself. I never dreamed of a great man from the past being resurrected, taking away his fiancée's body and resurrecting him.
I never imagined Jared would ever love Olivier so much.
"I've never seen anyone more talented than Olivier. Good thing I've never seen any more magicians than that kid who just woke up to magic."
"... Olivier, is your talent that good?
"I hope you're not offended, but it's more than you. No, Olivier's witchcraft talent is better than any of the court magicians."
"Did you crush that talent? If Olivier had that power, he might have been able to protect Hannellone from the side chambers sooner, even if he didn't rely on me."
"Right, right. I've done terrible things. I admit that. But at the time I could not think of the flesh of my ancestors other than hers, in fact, there was no more ideal vessel."
I think I regret it. If the magician's talent probably existed in Olivier, she should have been able to protect her mother on her own. It could have been resolved without painful feelings for years.
Unlike now, there could have been a brighter and happier life. I can't forgive Cassandra for depriving me of that possibility.
I desperately indulged in the urge to beat her up and encouraged her to continue.
"I mean, what are you trying to say?
"You can't beat your ancestors with Olivier's flesh."