Reincarnated Young Lady Aims to Be an Adventurer - Volume 8 Chapter 141

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My body slowly dissipated into the atmosphere. I was to become an airy spirit, now… I thought in a daze.

After that, Gilan floated into my thoughts. Perhaps this meant he was my most lasting memory. I guessed it was to be expected, considering the “time-reversal” would erase his memory and make him all alone again.

I wondered what Lu would think once he found out I would spend the rest of my days beside Gilan. Would he be upset that I would be by his rival, Asu, as well? Or would he still want to follow me? But as long as I was wind, I wouldn’t be able to make any cakes… That might cut down my ability to charm Lu significantly.

Gilan was always bad at dealing with people, regardless of their social standing. That’s why he always acted so arrogant. He never really was arrogant on the inside, of course. He always respected my opinions. Not only that, he always gave me my space and acted timid around me at times. He shouldn’t have ever worried about whether I liked him, but I found that part of him cute. I guess that just came with being reincarnated in one’s thirties.

When he ate the cake I made, his face looked relieved, and even though he wasn’t a big fan of cake, he smiled a little and thanked me. Gilan – fearful of the thought of happiness – and I, together with Lu and Asu, had such a short time together, but each moment was precious, and I wouldn’t change a single second of it.

When we were in Galle, Liguido told me about Gilan’s upbringing. It was the first half of his life that was not included in “Yaba Kimi”, and it was all unknown to me until then.

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Gilan was born to the third wife of the emperor. She was stabbed to death late in her pregnancy with Gilan. The killer had been under the command of the second wife of the emperor, who had already birthed a crown prince. As his mother died, Gilan lived on, born as a baby covered in the blood of a murderer.

Without the protection of his mother, he was nursed by a wet-nurse who fed him just enough to survive every day. Since he had lost his royal claims, he was ignored and scorned by those around him in his infancy. 

Eventually, though, it became clear during magical exams that Gilan held powers previously unheard of, and his father, the emperor, became fearful of being overthrown and ordered an unsuccessful assassination of his own son.

It is said that the Holy Bird Asu of Galle forged a contract with him when he was around seven or eight years old. After that, he was taught in the ways of magic, war tactics, and physical combat by Asu. When he heard that Gilan had come under contract with Asu, the emperor changed his attitude towards him and sent Gilan to magic school to see if he could be of use.

Every day, someone would poison his food, to the point of it being a joke to him. Behind the scenes, Gilan had to deal with siblings competing with him for the throne. At school, when attacking back against bullies, he was jeered at, and his bullies complained that he was too little to fight against seriously. When his arm was injured at school, he glared all around him and rained down a storm of fiery arrows, and teachers and students alike stumbled away with gritted teeth.

Even though he sternly stood up for himself like that, the paid assassins aiming for his life never let up.

While this continued for a while, it was eventually decided that there was no more magic he could learn at the school in Galle and transferred to the Schudor graduate school. In other words, he was chased away for being such a liability.

There, Gilan met me. I was the first one he met who had a holy beast like he did. It was not love at first sight. Of course, there was some mutual interest. In time, though, he became earnestly attached to me.

“When Lord Gilan returned, he had changed,” Liguido had said, “He was unconcerned with most things, and when he was attacked, he retaliated swiftly without a hint of mercy… He had also returned with a clear intention to take the emperor’s throne. It was thought that he was simply fighting for survival up to that point… Once, I saw him speaking to Asu casually and I thought, Oh? He’s more comfortable with himself, now.” 

He kicked around his sibling rivals, squashing their factions, and slowly gained power and influence. Along the way, he was attacked in his sleep by this younger brother – the 5th son of the emperor and was nearly killed.

“Lord Romeo was a loveable brother, not particularly skilled in magic, and so he was often trusted by Lord Gilan,” Liguido reminisced, “However, it turned out, he was an enemy to be reckoned with. It was at that point that I gave up on Gilan allowing himself to ever show love or compassion to anyone, ever again.”

He rid himself of all emotions and fears and took his right to the throne.

“We were prepared for a reign of tyranny, at that point,” said Liguido, grinning, “All of the crown prince’s actions thus far pointed to a dark conclusion. However, Lord Gilan gave absolutely no notice to his subjects at all, and instead, began a single-minded search for a bride. It made us all think that perhaps the only reason he wanted the throne in the first place was to ensure the safety and well-being of a bride he could trust.

To be honest, it is my belief that an emperor should simply be strong. The most important thing for an emperor is to keep his power superior to that of any single nation. However, when I saw that, at times, Lord Gilan appeared truly happy with you, his new bride… I began to think that Lord Gilan was better off when smiling once in a while and that it may benefit his subjects, as well.

After you arrived, while it is true that there were some unrest and disorder in the empire… This past year, I’ve enjoyed working with the prince, very much. Lord Gilan, who has been protective of you, as well as worried for you and surprised by you… He has become beautifully human. This new Galle… could be good, I thought… Hahaha. Well, of course, I could also be partial to the fact that the two of you together are extremely strong rulers.

Oh, princess, please be careful. If something were to happen to you, the emperor would slowly break down. You are his one and only priceless treasure in this world. Now that he has known this pure joy, if he were to lose it, his despair would be… immeasurable.”[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]

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Gilan walked a troubled path in this world as well as his past world. This time around, I would find him even before Asu would, and wrap him up in loving warmth. This time I would… realize a better place for the Gilan I love. Yes, I would do my best…

Finally, the three gods before me drifted away completely, my five senses returned, and I came to a cloudy consciousness. I closed my eyes, and prepared myself…

For some reason, a sudden and jarring crash assaulted my body!

Just as my physical form was about to be vaporized and dispersed, it reformed and gathered back into my normal body. A force of magic close to me was being pumped into me without end. I regained control of my body, and I could move freely.  My feet hit the ground. As I retraced the magic to its source… I found it was being poured into me from the heavens above. I had no idea what was happening. 

“Umm, what’s this all about? Who’s magic is this?” I asked.

Magan-sama was looking up, too, alongside me.

“Can’t you tell? Sera, it’s your magic,” said Magan.

My magic? How could that be, if I’m standing right here? I wasn’t releasing any magic, either.

“It appears to be a curse,” said Magan.

A curse? Maribelle’s curse?

“What are you thinking? Serafiona, this is your curse!” said Magan, strangely enough.

“I – I’ve never cursed anything in my life! And, I mean, I can’t be cursed, either!”

Kirama grunted and closed his eyes. As Miyu’s boss, he seemed well-versed in the ways of curses.

“I see…” said Kirama, “This is an old curse from when you were but a child. It was conjured on a night of shooting stars.”

…Huh? Was this about that beautiful night I met up with Gilan?

“You mean our good luck charm?” I asked.

Kirama furrowed his brow and said, “Serafiona, curses, and charms are one and the same. Their only difference is that one is used for a person’s downfall, and the other is used to save them.”

Ah, it’s true… They even used the same kanji…

Not counting her “Autopilot”, it appeared Maribelle and I had the same gift.

“Well, I suppose one wouldn’t expect Serafiona to cast a curse to cause someone’s downfall,” said Magan, smiling.

Did this mean I was being brought back by a charm I had put upon myself?

“…A curse from a decade ago… It reversed my ‘time-reversal’ –an advanced spell… Whether we talk of Maribelle or you, the curses of reincarnated humans hold terrible power,” said the goddess, with a mysterious, perhaps exasperated expression.

“G-goddess!!!”

Could this mean that I went against a god’s will? I knelt and lowered my head to her in a panic.

“…This is the completion of a curse cast already in the long past. There is nothing I can do about it. We shall all abide by this “good luck charm” that you conjured,” said the goddess, with raised eyebrows… or so it seemed. She stepped forward and touched my head with her nose. As I raised my head and looked up at the goddess, she opened her mouth wide, and engulfed my head in a single bite, and then spit me out.

“Ahhhhck!!!”

A shining ring of gold appeared before me, then shrank, and went to the bite mark around my head. It was then sucked into me completely, and it disappeared. What!? Was this a punishment?

The goddess narrowed her eyes and smiled.

“Ohh…” Kirama and Magan said in a commotion. Could someone please explain to me what was going on?

The magical force from myself up above – or whatever it was -became extremely powerful, and my entire being was drawn up into the air. 

As I noticed my feet were floating above the ground, I was jerked up, and I extended my arms to the gods below me.

“Serafiona, be well until we meet again!”

“Kirama-sama!” I cried.

“Serafiona, tell Luda… to work hard.”

“Magan-sama!”

The three gods and the lemon-tinted world below was suddenly rapidly receding below me.  And with a blip, my consciousness went out, too.

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…As I inhaled the air, it was slightly tinged with the scent of dust. I realized that I was back in existence. My body felt like an unbearable weight. I was tired. Behind my neck, I felt Brother’s powerful magic expanding. It appeared Brother had pulled his sword out of me.

Father’s all-out healing magic and Asu’s magical power were also swirling within my body. 

On the outside… the scent of slightly burnt coffee and an elegantly flexible body was surrounding me.

I concentrated on my consciousness… I somehow managed to open my eyes, and for the first time ever, I saw Gilan’s face wet with tears, and I touched my nose to his cheek immediately.

“That night… with the stars… what did you wish for?” I asked.

Gilan wiped his tears with his thumb. A low, painful grunt reached my ears.

“…My wish back then and right now is one and the same… to live together… with you, Serafiona…” Gilan wrenched his face into a pained but relieved grimace.

“As long as I have you, Sera…” he said, as if squeezing the words out, and he gently put his lips to mine.

Ah… His wish would be granted. I cheated fate, after all.

More and more tears welled up and overflowed. From beside us, Lu’s sky-blue eyes came into my view. His scarf-sized body hopped up onto Gilan’s arm, and he nuzzled my cheek with his and licked my tears. I tilted my head into Lu’s cheek and felt the love between us overlapping. Careful not to hurt the fragile injuries in Gilan’s breast, I let myself be hugged in earnest, and I closed my eyes in peace.

The moon rose high, and all around us, a soft light glowed.[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]