Unlike earlier, everything they said was being [translated].
âCalm down, infant. The fragments of the Padakâs days are showing.â
However, their voices were still muddied. It was like hearing a song filled with noise; one moment, the voice seemed far away, and the next, it was right by my ear.
âAnger and jealousy wonât get us anywhere.â
âIâll kill him!â
âThatâs Death King, right? Itâs been a while since we had to convene twice for a single person. How long has it been since the Constellation Killer?â
âMoreover, the connection between the two of them is growing stronger. Is this by chance?â
It was then.
ââŚHow troublesome.â
The voices instantly stopped chattering. The surroundings fell into a hush. Only one unaffected voice swept through the space where idle talk and conversation had occupied.
âIf the immersion was 100% complete, he could be sent to the day before from the butlerâs perspective. If the immersion was less than 90%, we could just send him back from Death Kingâs timeline. But of all things, it had to be 99%.â
I had heard this voice before.
âItâs iffy. Which one should I side with?â
The Master of the Tower.
I gulped.
âI think⌠I need to regress from the butlerâs perspective.â
âConvince me.â
âFirst, please look at the numbers. Since the immersion rate is 99%, that means the butler has 99% control and I only have 1%. The butler has an overwhelming proportion of the self, so it would be right to lean toward the butler.â
âTrue. However, the [Returnerâs Clockwork Watch] is a skill that youâve won. Death King, it is a skill that you own. Only the owners of the skill can use it.â
The gaze hidden in the darkness scanned my expression.
âIsnât it right for you to be the one to regress?â
ââŚâŚâ
âDonât be nervous. Iâm asking because Iâm curious.â
The voice had kindly told me not to be nervous. However, I could not respond to that consideration. Every word, every measure of the voice, made me feel like a long snake was crawling up the back of my neck.
ââŚThat way of thinking is overly biased.â
âHmm?â
âPlease consider the butlerâs standpoint. The butler and I have been fighting all throughout the stage for control of the body. I was consumed by the butler, but that means the butler has consumed me.â
In other words.
âThe butler defeated me fair and square, and in return, he stole my skills. The [Returnerâs Clockwork Watch] is now the butlerâs skill.â
âOho.â
The snake voice wobbled strangely.
A moment later, I realized that it was due to laughter.
âThereâs some truth to that. Indeed. Itâs like how you, Death King, copied and acquired the Flame Emperorâs skill.â
ââŚâŚâ
âI had wondered who would win if two regressors confronted each other. Who would have thought you went back to the point before he had a skill? Even my lowly self was impressed by the innovation. No, all of us were amazed.â
Lowly self.
The absolute being of the Tower referred to themself as lowly. They spoke politely, as if to respect everyone.
I felt an even greater sense of foreboding at that.
âIt was astounding. You could have chosen to simply run away from the Flame Emperorâs eyes. But you didnât. Why was that?â
Those who had been silent opened their mouths at the Tower Masterâs questions.
âOf course, it was for revenge. That son of a bitch wonât forget being wronged even when he dies. Thatâs why he chased the guy who burned him all the way to the end. And he died, what, 4050 times? Asshole.â
[The Moon Contemplating Blindness curses you.]
âIt was for justice. The Flame Emperor killed many people and would have killed many more. He must have thought that he couldnât let that man go. Death King moved because he thought, âThings shouldnât be this way.â Surely, he is a righteous human.â
[The Lady Who Walks In The Mirage supports you.]
The snake voice nodded.
âYes. That must be so. He sometimes stabbed his neck for revenge, at other times for justice. However, both vengeance and righteousness are common traits. There was only one aspect that my lowly self admired.â
Someone replied to the Master of the Towerâs words.
âThat was the only way to beat the Flame Emperor perfectly.â
[The One Who Wrote The Beginning quietly declares the words.]
âYes.â
The Master of the Tower laughed.
âDeath King. Your heart is tender and heated, but your mind is cunning. Youâre always searching for the way to win completely. So I am looking forward to this. Did you come up with a way to persuade us thoroughly?â
Now was the time for battle.
I could not retreat from here.
âI have.â
âPlease speak.â
âI⌠We did nothing wrong.â
The coiling serpentâs voice seemed to turn to me. I continued to speak.
âThis error was entirely the mistake of the Tower. The problem is that it is difficult to judge whether the regression should be in the [butlerâs point of view] or [my point of view]. If the Tower was perfect, this error never would have happened.â
âYes, I admit that. So what?â
âWe are the victims of an error, so please compensate us.â
ââŚâŚâ
I tried to speak confidently.
âAnd we were responsible for finding the error. If it werenât for us, would you ever have known that the error existed? Please give us a reward.â
There was silence.
A little while laterâ
âHow rude.â
[The God Who Dances In The Void is glowering at you.]
âLook at how this pleb is talking to us. Do you want your existence to be ripped to pieces?â
[The Moon Contemplating Blindness is about to kill you.]
The voices were boiling.
âStop.â
But when the serpent voice opened its lips, everyone was silent again.
âItâs interesting.â
ââŚâŚâ
âThe thing thatâs interesting about it, yes, is that you really believe that my lowly self will properly [compensate] and [reward] you. Why? Why must I do that? I can easily ignore you.â
âBecauseâŚâ
I said clearly.
âBecause you always wish us luck.â
The Tower.
Every time a stage was cleared, we Hunters heard a voice.
ăThose who climb the towerâŚă
ăMay luck be with you all.ă
It wasnât much.
However, without a doubt, it was ârootingâ for us.
âThough you are the absolute being, you never mock us. You donât scorn us. You donât try to push us in any direction. Hunters who want to stay on the first floor can stay there forever. To the Hunters who climb higher, you wish us luck and tell us to be careful.â
A haven for those who wanted to rest.
Well wishes for the challengers.
âAnd thatâs not all.â
The children of the Hellfire Residence.
The Devil King showering red rain.
A peony that was perpetually alone in a snowfield.
A heart that endlessly repeats ten days.
âThe people youâve given the floors of the Tower to are all sad and lonely. You gathered those whose lives end in tragedy and built a Tower for them.â
I thought.
âYouâre kind.â
The Tower Master before me was an absolute being who was good.
âYou never interfere when we fight and kill among ourselves. You respect our freedom. However, if something was the Towerâs error, you would definitely compensate for any damages.â
Because it was the Towerâs fault, not ours.
âThank you for building the Tower.â
âIâve always wanted to tell you that. There wasnât a good opportunity before. Iâve always wanted to thank you⌠Without the Tower, I would have lived like trash in the outside world anyway. Ah. I mean, even after entering the Tower, I lived like trashâŚâ
I had lived wrongly.
I lived wrongly, but I was able to reclaim my life.
âIf it werenât for you⌠I wouldnât have been able to regress over 4000 days on my own. Never. Everyone said it was for vengeance or justice, but⌠I could barely endure it because I knew someone was watching over me. Thatâs all there is to it.â
I bowed my head.
âThank you.â
I bent my back.
âWith all my heart, thank you.â
There was a long silence.
âYes.â
Someone whispered.
âI definitely like you.â
[The Lady Who Walks In The Mirage indicates her goodwill toward you.]
âMe too. I donât even remember the last time a human came to show gratitude. Have there even been any? This might be the first time.â
[The Wand of Ages indicates goodwill toward you.]
ââŚI donât know why, but kids these days are hostile to beings like us. Maybe itâs because the world itself is so ugly. They need someone to take the blame.â
[The God Who Dances In The Void shows goodwill toward you.]
âHa. They just donât want to admit there are beings above them.â
[The Moon Contemplating Blindness looks at you unhappily.]
Then, I heard laughter.
âMaybe so.â
It was the laughter of the Master of the Tower.
âThere certainly is a cute side to you.â
ââŚâŚâ
âI am just a mirror. Death King, if you believe me to be good, itâs because you yourself are good.â
The snake voice smiled.
âTell me what you want as your compensation.â
âPlease send me back 24 hours from the butlerâs perspective.â
âAnd your reward?â
âThe Lady of the Silver LilyâŚâ
My heart pounded with tension.
âPlease retain my loverâs memories.â
âI see.â
The snake voice snickered.
âYou do know you can ask for a marvelous skill as a reward? Youâve done well by discovering an error with the Tower. I can reward you generously. Shall I strengthen the [Returnerâs Clockwork Watch]?â
Temptation.
âI could make it so that you can turn back time as you please, not just a day. Or how about the [Hundred Ghosts Reincarnation]? I can let your spirits have not just the memories but also the skills from their lives.â
âI donât need those.â
I got down on my knees.
âPlease.â
Respectfully, I lowered my forehead toward the direction of the voice.
âI want to live with the one I love.â
ââŚâŚâ
Then.
A hand caressed my lowered head.
Very slowly.
âDeath King.â
[The meeting is ending.]
âMay luck be with you.â
[May luck be with you.]
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[Re-adjusting the immersion rate.]
[Currently, your immersion rate is 99%.]
[You are regressing to 24 hours ago.]
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Blink.
ââŚâŚâ
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was the scent of spring flowers blowing in from the window.
My head was blank.
It seemed like I had a very long dream.
âAh.â
Nearby, I heard a voice, both familiar and unfamiliar.
âYouâre finally awake, butler. Your nap was a little long.â
The Lady of the Golden Silk.
My master.
ââŚMilady?â
âYes. Your one and only lady.â
The Lady of the Golden Silk chuckled. Was my reaction amusing? She was staring at me with half-open eyes.
The Lady of the Golden Silk now looked to everyone like a proper young lady who had adjusted to the capital. There was no trace of the lady who was famous as a tomboy in her hometown. I felt a little regretful of that fact. Of course, she was the same on the inside. It was just her appearance that had become more sophisticated.
âŚWhat was it?
âI came back from dinner with His Highness, but I noticed that you were sleeping soundly in the chair. Itâs a little disappointing that you left your master alone to go sleep, but Iâll let you go since your sleeping face is so cute.â
âMiladyâŚâ
âOh? You look like youâre about to cry. Did you have a nightmare?â
A nightmare? Was that it? Was it just a nightmare?
An unexplainable frustration filled my heart. I felt like I forgot something, something extremely important. The more I tried to remember it, the further my thoughts seemed to wander, as if I could never grasp it.
âThe crown princeâŚâ
To shake off that feeling, I deliberately changed the subject.
âDid you enjoy your dinner with His Highness?â
âYes, very much. Listen to this, butler. His Highness gave me a blue coral ring today!â
The Lady of the Golden Silk smiled wide. âBlue coralâ was the name of the gem. It wasnât worth much, but it was often used for proposals in the southern regions of the empire.
âAlso, it happened in the student cafeteria, right in front of all the other ladies and gentlemen! The prince is dumb, but heâs a dummy who knows how to make someone happy. I wonder what kind of face the Ivansia heiress will make when she hears the news!
Suddenly, I couldnât breathe.
âThe Ivansia heiressâŚâ
âAh. Butler, are you curious, too?â
ââŚâŚâ
What was it?
Really, what?
The shaking of my heart vibrated in my throat.
âRavielâŚâ
The Lady of the Golden Silk stared at me in shock.
âButler? You shouldnât be calling her by her name⌠Even if itâs just the two of us here, itâs too rude. Be more polite. Itâs about manners. Sometimes, youâre more ignorant of the capitalâs etiquette than I am.â
âIâm not sure, either. Itâs like someone is shoutingâŚâ
âUm, butler. I thought you were joking at first, but now, Iâm getting nervous. Are you sick? Does your head feel hot? Shall we go to the infirmary?â
ââŚThatâs all right. I apologize. I keep saying strange things.â
I got up from the chair.
âI seem to have a slight headache. It doesnât feel like a cold⌠Iâll just go out to get some fresh air. Is that all right, milady?â
âAh. Yes, go ahead.â
The Lady of the Golden Silk looked at me with worried eyes.
ââright. Iâll get better if I walk a little.â
âI understand. Then, be careful. Donât come back too late.â
âYes. Thank you.â
I left the ladyâs room and the dormitory.
In the night, the magnolia bloomed white like the moon.
However, the discomfort in my heart did not stop even when I entered the garden.
ăBack when I was not yet a regressor.ă
I walked.
ăHis Majesty the Prince became infatuated with the Lady of the Golden Silk.ă
I walked without thinking.
Like I was in a dream, like I was sleepwalking.
ăI was resentful, and I made a wish to my family sword.ă
ăPlease let my love last forever.ă
ăThen, my life became eternal.ă
Ridiculously, at the end of my path, there was the large building in which Heiress Ivansia resided. I passed by it before, but I had never voluntarily come here before.
The place had no relation to me.
ăMy heart has become immovable since that day.ă
There shouldnât have been.
ââŚâŚâ
Why did I come to a place like this?
âI should go back.â
To the place where my master was waiting.
âIâm going back.â
Thinking that, I moved my feet.
âI have to go back.â
But for some reason, my feet didnât turn back. I kept thinking I had to go back, but my feet stepped forward. My hand pushed on the iron bar at the gate.
Creaaaakâ
The door opened easily.
The duchyâs guards were not present.
ââŚâŚâ
It was really a strange thing.
Maybe I was still trapped in a dream.
That would explain everything.
It would explain how my legs, by themselves, took me through the gate and across the garden.
How the cherry trees and magnolias made my heart ache for no reason.
How I so naturally went deeper into Heiress Ivansiaâs mansion, despite never having been invited.
âYouâve arrived.â
Why the dukeâs daughter was standing at the end of a corridor.