The criminals who had dyed the empire with blood. Criminals who had failed to obey the orders of their Ruler till the end. They had been chained in the penal colony known as the [Hundred Ghosts Reincarnation].The price of those chains was horrendous.
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The dead cannot use their abilities from when they were living.
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The dead couldnât return to their prime, they could only remember it. The Great Devil King, who had destroyed the empire, shrank down to the Hungry Ghost(Preta), and the Demonic Sect, which once ruled the world, was reduced to a group of ruffians.
However, it was different now.
âKuhahaha! Itâs been such a long time since I used the Infernal Heavens Demonic Art!â
The swords held by the cult members swirled with martial arts.
The bodies they had once lost had been returned to them, and the martial arts that had once been thrown away, were given back.
The prime.
As the Infernal Heavens was returned to the days of its prime when it had ruled the Murim, the cult members overflowed with excitement.
âShit, that this day would actually comeâŠâ
âOne on one matches! Letâs set up one on one matches!â
âThe Young Master saving my already dead life was enough to drive me to tears, now that the Young Master has even returned our martial arts, Iâm crying so much itâs shameful!â
âLong live the Young Master! Long live! Long long live*!â (*: well⊠not exactly)
âShould we make today the Demonic Cultâs Official Holiday?â
âI want to start the one on one matches right away, but this yard is a bit small. Young Master! Where is this? I wanted to ask when we were first summoned, but the Young Master had a very serious expression on your face, so Iâm asking now.â
I smiled bitterly.
When the serfs, deserters, slaves, and beggars who fled from all over the world started talking together, it sounded like a fish market.
âThe others are still waiting so make room first. While you received your Earth Bone Dragonâs box, the 500 other troops were quietly waiting in the shadows. Whether you climb the wall or go into the house, make room.â
âYes! Young Master!â
The cult members responded in unison.
Then, with great skill, they climbed the wall, climbed the shoulders of their comrades who climbed the wall, hid their bodies in a corner of the wall, or crept under the wooden flooring like rabbits.
In less than thirty seconds, the hanok houseâs yard was empty.
âHow skillful.â
Ja Soo-jung marveled at that scene.
ââŠâ
Sitting on the floor in the main hall, Uburka silently looked at the yard.
The cult membersâ bloodthirst, spirit, and above all, their martial arts. Comparing their skills to his.
As a warrior, he must have been getting excited, as even though he kept his mouth shut, his arm muscles wriggled and flexed.
âPrepare yourself. You can stick to them soon enough.â
I tapped Uburkaâs arm.
âAnd theyâre not the only ones who will appear before you.â
Looking back at the yard, I said.
âNext.â
[Skill in progress!]
I summoned the Hundred Ghosts waiting for their turn.
The total number of cult members was 1,000. Earlier, Iâd summoned and given bodies to 499 people, and this time, I was going to put the memories of 500 people into the black beads and put it into my heart.
As a result, the Immortal* Demonic Cult Army was completed. (*: Or âUndyingâ. Which do you prefer?)
âNext.â
The next summoned person could be considered pretty lowly when compared to the Devil King of Fall Rain or the Demonic Cult that had ruled the world.
âGolden Silk.â
ââŠâ
Standing in the yard, the maidâs shoulders shook.
As someone born into a noble family, her blonde hair was always groomed and neat.
Once called the Flower of High Society, the Heroine of the Empire.
Evanail Baronyâs Young Miss Sylvia Evanail.
ââŠI greet the Sun and Moon of Ivansia.â
Gubuk.
Golden Silk bowed politely towards the main hall where Raviel and I sat side by side. Her fingertips gripping the hem of her skirt tightly.
âNow that I think about it.â
I opened my mouth.
âI never really talked to you much.â
ââŠyou*. I am just your wifeâs servant. I canât bear it if you were to speak so politely.â(*: KGJ addressed her in a polite manner)
âRight. We havenât spoken much.â
I spoke comfortably. Raviel didnât say anything, however, she raised her right arm and placed her hand on my far shoulder.
Then, something strange happened.
Until now, this place had been an old hanok in a shabby village. A house with a large yard.
However, the moment Raviel held my shoulder, the wooden floor we sat upon became the Dukeâs Throne that proved our titles, and the yard where Golden Silk kneeled became a solemn audience chamber.
âThereâs something I need to talk to you about.â
ââŠâ
Golden Silk let out a shallow breath.
There were no dazzling family flags or knights in shining armor here. However, the [Ivansia Duchy] didnât need silk curtains or marble stairs. As long as Raviel and Kim Gong-ja were there, that place was the Ivansia Duchy.
Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirpâŠ
Insects from a foreign country in a foreign world, cried.
Before their cries stopped, Golden Silk bowed her head as politely as she could
âPlease speakâŠâ
âYou were a regressor.â
âYes.â
âI know that you regressed with the help of a Constellationâs power. I also know that you tried to get the position of Empress that was originally supposed to be given to Raviel. But why?â
ââŠâ
âWhy did you aim to be Empress? Why did you want to seize the greatest power in the empire? Why would you risk your entire new life to take Ravielâs place?â
The Maid of Golden Silk, no, Sylvia Evanail, kept her lips closed.
I was the Sovereign of the Hundred Ghosts, so if I ordered her to speak, Sylvia wouldnât be able to remain silent. However, I didnât give the order.
ââŠI donât know.â
And even though she was no longer the [Baronyâs Young Miss], Sylvia Evanail, who was once a noble of the empire, spoke of her own volition.
âYou donât know?â
âYeah, well, itâs lost in the past.â
Sylvia raised lips slightly.
âThe Crown Princeâs lover. The futureâs Empress. The familyâs ascension. The countless invitation letters placed below my feet, and the gossips who rushed to flatter me⊠Isnât that all in the past? What should I do after losing them all? Why did I scramble for them like that?⊠I really donât know.â
âDo you not want to know?â
âAhaha. That sounds like a great argument. As expected of the Moon of the Ivansia Duchy. Can you pierce through human psychology as you please? Ay. Thereâs nothing here for you to see through. However, if you want to show off to your wife, then I, Sylvia Evanail! Will do my best.â
âBecause your butler diedâ
ââŠâ
âNo. Technically, he disappeared.â
The [Tale of Somerwin Academy]âs butler.
After Raviel was ruined, and Sylvia was corrupted, he couldnât bear it, and prayed with all his might. His wish had reached a certain [Corner Librarian].
-Oh God.
-Help us.
Hamustra willingly accepted the butlerâs wish. Time was rewound to before the Lady of Golden Silk became Empress, before Raviel was ruined. In this restored timeline, Ravielâs heart was plated with a blade.
In return, the butler ceased to exist.
Everything was lost.
ââŠIâŠ.â
With her head bowed, Sylvia grit her teeth.
âI wanted to get closer with Young Lady Ivansia. Because she was beautiful⊠and competent, and smart. For such a person to be in this world⊠I wondered if a relationship between us would be okay.â
With a âhmmâ, Raviel rested her head on my shoulder and furrowed her eyebrows .
âThat was our first meeting.â
âYes. It was our first meeting in the first reversed time. I was nervous because my childhood friends and I were debutantes. At that time, I saw the Lady of Silver Lily from a distance.â
Sylvia spoke.
Like someone who had already rewatched the videotape countless times, Sylvia accurately recited the scene of the past.
âIn my eyes, the Lady of Silver Lily was, well, a real angel. Silver hair! Not to mention her red eyes⊠Even if the most beautiful rubies were to be unearthed, those who had seen the young missâ eyes would scoff and call them garbage. So IâŠâ
I understood.
âYou admired her.â
Just like I admired a certain hunter.
After a brief silence, Sylvia clenched her fists.
âYes! Thatâs right!â
Sylvia grabbed the maid headdress and threw it to the ground.
âI fell in love with you! Are you satisfied!?â
Sylvia glared at the silent Raviel. The manners and politeness that sheâd shown before were all thrown to the dogs and she stood there like a ruffian.
Ja Soo-jung, our expressionless landlady, chose this moment to bring a tray.
âItâs cool barley tea. Would you like some?â
âYes! I donât know who you are, but thank you! Hup, gulp, gulp⊠What is this?! Itâs so good! Damn!â
Sylvia stared at the barley tea for a moment before her shoulders slumped.
She looked as if her life was in vain.
âWell. I wasnât the only one who admired her. We even created our own social club called [Silver Bells]. It had a membership system, and only the young misses recommended by members could join. The screening process was really strict, so it wasnât a social club that just anyone could enter.â
âSilver BellsâŠ?â
â[Bells for the Lady of Silver Lily]. It means we rang. Can you not understand that either? Are you stupid?â
Silence fell for a moment.
It was Bae Hu-ryeong and Shiny that broke the silence.
-Zombie. You didnât make Fire Bells* or anything like that when you were on your own before, did you? (*: Or Fire Balls)
[ I believe My Lord at that time didnât have the social skills required to put such a thing together. ]
â Ah⊠Sorry Zombie. I touched a sore spot without intending toâŠ
I quietly listened to Golden Silkâs story.
âI did it. I was a founding member as well, so I was very passionate about it.â
Lifting her head, Raviel held her chin.
ââŠthen why is this the first time Iâm hearing about this?â
âThe iron rule of our social club was absolute secrecy. Just looking, donât touch. Just looking at the Lady of Silver Lily from afar before returning to our secret hideout to chat, write poems or publish novels was the great purpose of our [Silver Bells].â
âI feel like I had the position of a platypusâŠâ
Raviel pouted her lips. She certainly looked like a newborn platypus..
âWell, usually it was just gossip. Then I, just to kill time, would write the Lady of Silver Lilyâs real name on paper⊠I wrote Raviel Ivansia, then I wrote my name underneath. Ah. Iâd have to show you to explain.â
Sylvia shook her head.
Then, I spotted a broomstick used to sweep the yard that was nearby, and trudged over to get it.
âHey. Look at this.â
Holding the broom upside down, Sylvia scribbled on the ground.
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Raviel Ivansia
Sylvia Evanail
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âI mean I roughly wrote the letters out on paper like this. As a child.â
â Zombie. When you were on your own beforeâŠ.
[ Even Shiny believes that the Lord did not go through such a stormy period. ]
â Thatâs true. Right.
I looked at Sylvia without paying any attention to them.
As she turned the broom back over, Sylvia said.
âAt first, I just doodled because I had nothing to do. But then a thought popped into my mind. If the Lady of Silver Lily and I had a babyâŠâ (TL: The theater loving goblins would freak out)
Raviel threw away the teacup she was holding.
Sylvia pointed the broom at Raviel like an angry hedgehog.
âAh, you have to understand. I was a bit⊠I was going through puberty. Anyways, we couldnât get married, so if the two of us had a child, it would be illegitimate. We couldnât give them our family names, but we also couldnât give them a name that was completely unrelated. So I secretly combined [Raviel Ivansia] and [Sylvia Evanail], and it was almost inevitable after having that thought that I realised. Do you understand this outstand idea?â
âMiss Sylvia.â
Ja Soo-jung politely raised her hand.
âThe correct way would be to write it as âoutstanding ideaâ not âoutstand ideaâ.â
âThank you for teaching me! Dammit!â
Hah, brushing her bangs back, Sylvia Evanail sighed.
âSo, um, this⊠Anyways, thatâs what happened⊠By the way, would this work with this worldâs language? Itâs the same in the kingdom language. Ah. I donât know. Letâs try anyway.â
I still looked at Sylvia, too.
Sylvia diligently wrote the letters on the ground.
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R A V I E L I V A N S I A
S Y L V I A E V A N A I L
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âLook closely, everyone. Is this the tricky part? I, when I was young, I just thought about combining my name with the Lady of Silver Lily, combining the names of two people to make a new name, but then I suddenly realized something amazing!â
Sylvia, who was dressed as a maid, began to move the broom again.
âWe have now separated words into letters right? But what if we separate them further into consonants and vowels-.â
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R V L V N S A I E I A I A
S L V V N L Y I A E A A I
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At this point, Sylvia jumped up and raised her head.
Her face was red with excitement.
âDo you see it? You see it! This is fate, isnât it!?â
âMiss Sylvia.â
Ja Soo-jung politely raised her hand.
âIn this case, destiny would be a better choice than fate.â
âThanks, but please shut the hell up! Dammit! Ah, look closely everyone!â
As Ja Soo-jung lowered her head sullenly, Sylviaâs broomstick practically darted across the ground.
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R L V V N S A A A I I I E
L L V V N S A A A Y I I E (*: Itâs at this point that we learn that Sylviaâs name should be âSilvia Evanairâ or Raviel should be âLaviel Yvansiaâ. But Iâll leave them as is for continuity and comedy sake.)
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Ah.
ââŠâ
When it was written like that, it was easy to understand.
I looked at the letters written on the ground.
âThe letters that make up your names⊠are the same?â
âYesss!!â
Clatter!
Sylvia threw the broom to the ground and spread her arms.
âWith the Lady of Silver Lily! I share the same name!â
As she said that, the girlish innocence, which had long rusted and crumbled to nothing, shined brightly on her face.
(Note:
1.A penal colony or exile colony is a settlement used to exile prisoners and separate them from the general population by placing them in a remote location, often an island or distant colonial territory.)
(TL: Sometimes⊠the novel really goes off on tangents.)
(PR: Thatâs an understatement if I ever heard one.)