Reincarnated in the Same World for the Nth Time

“……Tiresome.”

Her hair, which she would normally neatly twist up high, covered her shoulders in wavy mess.

A woman, who hadn’t stepped out of her room, dressed in comfortably light attire, muttered quietly.

She hurriedly lifted the teacup to take a sip in order to calm herself, but the aftertaste was rough and the scent wasn’t good either.

Even though it was her favorite tea that she usually drank.

As she felt even worse at the subtle fragrance of roses, the woman slammed the teacup down nervously.

“Did you use different tea leaves? I feel like I’m going to vomit because of the scent.”

“No, madam. I put honey in it as usual…”

“Enough with the excuses. Take it away from my sight right now. Hurry.”

“……Yes.”

The maid, who had been rambling excuses, closed her mouth at once, bowed her head deeply, and took the still steaming teacup.

Even though the scent had faded away, it felt like the terrible scent was still hovering around her.

It was probably because of the various foods set on the table.

The foods that had been made for the woman, who had suddenly changed her physical condition last night and was holed up in her room, were all watery and bland.

The soup was just like water, the bread was so soft that it was like flowing mud, and she didn’t like the scorched marks on the end of the sliced bacon either.

She opened the fan that was placed on the table and fanned herself to blow away the scent.

“The scent is terrible. Terrible. I told you it’s making me nauseous…”

“Umm, madam. Shall I open the window again?”

“Don’t do things I didn’t tell you to do! How dare you offer such an opinion!”

“Yes, yes…! I’m sorry!”

“That’s enough. Clean it up, all of it! Take it all out without leaving anything behind. And don’t let anyone in until I say so!”

“Yes. I understand, madam.”

The maid, who had bowed her head in a flurry, began to clear the untouched foods from the table.

The clear sound of tableware and plates colliding rang out several times, and then it became completely quiet as the door closed.

Now, she was the only person in this so wide and splendid room.

Her mood was the worst it could possibly be.

This was even worse than her own wedding day…

No!

It was heating her inside as fiercely as when she first met ‘that hateful child’.

Red hair seemed to be in front of her, wavering in her vision.

“Aquila……!”

The woman made a terrible voice, as if her skin was being pressed against a heated iron plate.

Those who had secretly gone out last night had brought her shocking news.

Aquila Reshenhardt was alive, they said.

‘Alive. Alive…!’

Her, Celsia Reshenhardt’s, shoulders were heaving with anger and her breathing became unstable.

Celsia naturally tried not to believe it at first.

But in the end, she had no choice but to believe it.

To her, who worshiped a great and beautiful existence, there was no way that her faithful servants, none other than them, would speak lies!

Then how could he be alive?

She had done everything she could.

There was no way she could have failed.

Because she had directly endured the pain of her soul being torn apart.

Besides…

It had been noisy outside the window since a while ago.

A name that shouldn’t be heard had already begun to mangle around her ears.

Celsia began to chew her tattered nails messily.

Blood was flowing down again, but she didn’t care.

“…How, how, what are you going to do? I did everything you told me to!”

Celsia shouted nervously.

“You said this method would work, and that there was nothing to worry about except that!”

“Of course, I understand why you’re angry. But…”

A small voice flowed out from the room where only she had been.

The darkness in the corner, someone appeared from there.

Someone wearing a dark navy robe.

He had been with her in the room all along, but his presence was so faint that no one but Celsia had noticed him.

His face wasn’t properly visible because he was wearing a hood, and she could barely see only his unshaded lower face.

“We were also very surprised by this unexpected situation.”

“Are you going to end it with just saying you were surprised! I have been waiting for this day, how…!”

“Aah, we understand, of course. Such a beautiful lady as yourself made such a splendid sacrifice! And yet oh, how baffling! How could he have possibly survived? What trickery did those wretched followers of the Sun God at Port Plum use?”

A playful voice, contrary to Celsia’s desperate voice, cut through the air.

“But don’t worry, sister. Water just flows, and that’s natural, so it’s the order of things. So he will die according to the order. Isn’t that obvious!”

“No! It’s already, already gone wrong! Why don’t you know that! That person’s revelation is correct…!”

“Our sister.”

The atmosphere changed in an instant.

A cool aura emanated from the center of the man, and the air became heavy at once.

Feeling it, Celsia swallowed hard and shut her mouth.

Because she couldn’t make a sound easily, as if something was tightly blocking her throat.

“It is a pleasure to faithfully carry out the great will of that person, but distrust will not do. Are you planning to go far away forever?”

“Ah, no, I, I’m not! I have no intention of doing that…”

Celsia’s face turned blue at once.

Instead of making a stuttering voice that was not well connected, she shook her head urgently.

A desperately earnest movement.

The man in the dark navy robe stared intently at Celsia, and then withdrew his aura.

“Ah, of course I know it very well! Your blind faith, your blindness, your devotion! How could a flawless and refined being not know that?”

The man spread his arms and whispered dramatically.

The excitement buried in his voice naturally increased.

“Your prayers have reached that person well, beautiful one. So there will be no way for him to survive. Because we will intervene again.”

“A-ah…! O Helitica…!”

Some color returned to Celsia’s face.

If they intervened directly, it would definitely be alright.

Celsia had heard their reputation before.

The man in the robe smiled.

“Even if you try to deceive us, we burned all the evidence without exception, and nothing is left. Sister, so be silent! Act as flawlessly as that person! Nothing will happen.”

He held up both hands with only his index and middle fingers together, then rubbed them crosswise against his mouth.

Sacred and complete silence.

It was the sign of the night’s followers.

Celsia made the same gesture and nodded with a blissful face.

“He will be coming soon. Welcome him with a happy heart…”

As soon as the man in the robe finished speaking, a small commotion was heard outside the door.

Celsia looked at the corner where the night’s follower had been, but he was nowhere to be found, whether he had melted into the darkness or had already gone out through the window that had opened sometime.

And as the noise seemed to stop for a moment, the door slammed open.

Celsia turned to the door.

Her expression was as cold, and cruelly calm, as if it had been always like that.

***

Bang!

The door, pushed open with force, slammed against the wall, creating a loud noise.

“Ah…!”

The maid nearly screamed and tried to rush forward, but was blocked by another hand before she could even get close.

So, Aquilla could look inside without hindrance.

Contrary to his expectation that she would be with someone, there was only one person in the room.

A woman sitting on an antique sofa, looking towards the opened door.

As the story that she was ill wasn’t a lie, her complexion was somewhat pale and didn’t look very good.

Perhaps it was because of the clothes she was wearing that she looked even worse.

Unlike the Leschenhardt bloodline, which always included a red accent in their attire as a symbol of the family, the woman’s clothes were mostly white and blue hues.

Her mysterious grey eyes shot towards where Aquila was standing.

And then.

Their eyes met for the first time.

【Information about the keyword ‘Celsia Reshenhardt’ has been unlocked!】

【Celsia Reshenhardt — Daughter of Ludovica, a devout follower of the Night God, ????

Past actions before the 30th reincarnation: The person who cast the ‘Curse of Deadly Poison’ on Aquilla Leschenhardt. After casting the curse, her condition deteriorated due to the price.

Exposed by a genius alchemist and his friend for colluding with the Dark Guild, she was eventually sentenced to death.

Special notes: ????

Information that cannot be unlocked yet is included!】

“……?”

Aquila narrowed his eyes as he looked at the notification window that appeared in an instant.

The first thing that caught his eye was, of course, the part about being the one who cast the Curse of Deadly Poison.

Of course, this wasn’t very surprising to Aquila, as it was something he had expected.

There was plenty of evidence that Celsia Reshenhardt was the culprit, and the keyword information was just a process of confirming it.

It was a good thing that there was a definite answer, as he had to use the Scales of Judgement forcefully.

However, the fact that her information was partially obscured by question marks was an important issue for him.

Because, usually, the information itself isn’t revealed unless you obtain a specific keyword.

But sometimes it appears with question marks like that, which is when the character has been given a major role.

In other words, those question marks appear as hints only for characters who are closely related to the story or quests.

‘……She’s not just a simple villain?’

He thought he had eliminated all the question marks while repeating the twenty-nine iterations, but he never thought he would encounter this mark again.

“What’s all the commotion? Can’t you even understand the words ‘Don’t let anyone in’? Do you truly need a whipping?”

“I-I’m really sorry, Madam!”

The maid bowed repeatedly, trembling.

Aquila, turn away his gaze from the window, quickly scanned Celsia’s face.

‘Her personality is exactly as expected. Why do so many noble characters have this kind of personality?’

Aquila tilted his head.

He paused for a moment at the sudden question marks, but he would naturally get them as he progressed anyway.

It was almost like the system was giving it to him for free, as if telling him not to pass it by unknowingly.

Just as Aquilla, having organized his thoughts, was about to say something to Celsia while pointing at the maid…

Someone’s fingertips touched his back.

A hand that was always hard because it had been holding a sword for a long time.

It was Kahena.

Which meant…

‘She’s here.’

Aquila, without realizing it, curled up one corner of his mouth and took a step forward.

He nodded his head towards Celsia.

“It’s been a while, Lady Celsia.”

“Hah! To barge in without permission, you’re shamelessly impudent. What are you doing here…”

“Aquila Reshenhardt wants to ask Celsia Reshenhardt the truth.”

“……What?”

Celsia let out a bewildered question at the sudden words.

However, Aquila didn’t care and took a small knife out of his inside coat pocket, then cut his own palm as it was.

Blood flowed out in an instant at the hands of someone without hesitation.

Chelsea, who had approached his side before he knew it, held out a triangular ornament.

“If it’s the price of impure doubt, I will bet my soul…”

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Clang!

Sparks flew from the swords that clashed in an instant.

Kahena had quickly blocked the blade that was rushing towards Aquila.

“Kyaak!”

“……I swear.”

Aquilla, without caring about the scream of the maid next to him, finished his words without any problems and dropped his blood onto the Scales of Judgment.

Clang! Chaeng!

The member of the Dark Guild aimed at Aquilla again, but Kahena skillfully blocked him in front.

As a result, the mark of Rasphallara, stained with blood, began to emit a red light.

Ting!

【If you forcibly initiate a conversation without the other party’s consent, the highest level of penalty will be applied!】

【Do you want to proceed?】

【Yes No】

Aquila immediately pressed ‘Yes’ without delay.

Then the background began to crumble in a familiar way.

Of course, in the eyes of others, it seemed as if Aquila and Celsia’s bodies were fading away.

“W-What’s happening…!”

“No!”

With Celsia’s bewildered voice and the man in the dark blue robe’s scream as the ending, Aquilla’s body completely disappeared.