When the Nemesis Eats the Wicked Woman - Chapter 81

3. TBD (to be decided later)

Well, let’s think about this a little more carefully.

Fortunately, it was very clear what to write as the next, ‘last event’.

‘I felt dizzy even before I wrote it down.’

I even felt nervous as if my heart was tightening because of the trauma.

My palms were sweating profusely and my stomach was getting cold.

Even though I was simply writing, an irresistible sense of terror took hold of me.

Fear creeped over me.

“Uh-huh…”

I closed and opened my eyes and took a deep breath. And, slowly, I wrote down the ‘last’ event clearly.

Finally, at last.

4. Lunar Eclipse of the Red Moon (Blue Rose)

‘How do I say this? I’ve been through this day seven times…’

‘It’s always shocking like it’s the first time.’

On this day, my limbs would be numb from daytime.

As if foretelling my fate.

‘That sky is scary no matter how many times I think about it.’

The sun would shine brightly until daytime, but from evening onwards, dark clouds would suddenly gather in.

Just as all the misery, darkness and frustrations of the world would pool in the sky… 

‘It starts raining around midnight.’

And swhooo—

It rained, non-stop.

The ‘red moon’ that was always floating in the black night sky would soon be eaten by the shadows.

‘A lunar eclipse is going on.’

It made no sense to see the moon on a night with heavy rain.

The scene that progressed until the ‘lunar eclipse of the Red Moon’ was truly bizarre.

And during that midnight, on my body… 

A ‘blue rose’ bloomed.

‘After the blue rose blooms, it is clear even if I look.’

After a certain amount of time, an oracle would come down that the one who had a blue rose blooming on his or her body would destroy the world.

‘Fortunately, the oracle doesn’t have my name written on it, but…’

Rixus always found out somehow and killed me.

“If I think about it, I’ve always been afraid of getting caught…”

I died exactly two years after the kingship was stabilized.

I thought that time was like ‘honey’, but in fact, more than half of them were days when I was afraid that my identity would be revealed.

Of course, it was true to some extent that I gave up and just enjoyed life in my fourth regression and beyond.

“Well then, let’s wrap it up.”

1. Fireworks Festival

2. Spinel ‘Melphius’ invasion incident

3. TBD (to be decided later)

4. Lunar Eclipse of the Red Moon (Blue Rose)

Using the preceding three events as a reference point, I would judge the fourth.

If the three events occur normally, on the same date and on time.

The fourth was more likely to happen.

‘But in other words…’

What if three events happened one after the other, but the fourth didn’t happen on time.

‘Then it means that there is a high probability that the fourth would never happen.’

So far, it had been the case whenever the original work had been twisted.

What was to be kept on time was kept, and what was not to happen at all did not happen in the first place.

For example, by now, the original envoy of Aktoum would have been sent to Spinel.

‘But that didn’t happen at all because of my marriage to Rixus.’

Aside from that, there were quite a few cases where things that were supposed to happen didn’t happen in this regression.

‘And what didn’t happen on that day didn’t happen on a later day either.’

That was why I selected events 1, 2 and 3, which were relatively firm and large events. To be a reference point.

Of course, there were exceptions.

For example, ‘Yuria’ appeared earlier than the original.

But that was possible because Deborah had written to Yuria.

In the end, it could be inferred that ‘when a major person newly intervenes and influences an event’ was an exception.

“The blue rose is a supernatural phenomenon, isn’t it…?”

The point is that it is not an event that the characters can influence, such as sending a letter.

So probably, if it doesn’t bloom on the same day…

‘There is a high probability that blue roses will not bloom forever.’

I scribbled the text below.

‘Incidents 1, 2 and 3 were also arranged as events that the major characters could not influence.’

So, I would just have to keep an eye on things.

‘Is this my right guess?’

And the benefit I could get from observing…

“…….”

I blinked as I pondered for the right words.

Then I whispered with an overwhelmed heart.

“Complete freedom.”

If my guess was correct, and if miraculously, the fourth event didn’t happen on that day…

‘I’ll avoid the blue rose in this regression.’

From the next day onwards, I would be free.

How good would that be?

“…….”

I put the pen down and sighed quietly.

Of course, these assumptions were speculations that could be useless.

I could be wrong, and there was always an ‘exception’, wasn’t there?

“…But I don’t want to just sit stupidly and wait for misfortune.”

I wanted to be active in the face of fate.

I wanted to find out what was happening to me and what I had to deal with with my eyes open.

I wanted to live this life a little better.

So as to not lose loved ones.

‘I’ll look forward to it.’

Whether what needed to happen in the future would happen on time.

And what occurred when the day event 4 finally happened…

‘It might be different this time!’

There would have been no hope in the past, but an encounter with a blind boy a long time ago changed so many things.

Hence, hope arose.

‘……Though, isn’t this the only ending where my husband kills me?’

‘God couldn’t be so cruel to me……’

That wouldn’t be the case.

‘Really, not this time.’

If that was the case even this time, fate was too harsh on me.

I prayed for a long time and fell asleep.

Very late, the conversation with God deepened until dawn.

‘Please, watch over us.’

‘Poor Rixus and me.’

* * *

“Ah! Your Majesty the Queen! Archduke Marquis has sent a reply!”

The pink cotton candy head that was buried in letters raised and looked at me.

“Can Seryl read it to you? He also sent you a present too!”

…Another gift?

I thought as I turned the black paper knife which was Johann’s gift last time.

What was my reply back then?

“Ah.”

‘I provoked him, right?’

I must have whatever I want, Archduke. I think I said something like this?

I had my own expectations of his reaction.

“It’s difficult. Very.”

I thought he would say it like this. It was so clear in my mind.

I smiled and reached out to receive the letter.

“Do you want Seryl to open the present for you?”

“Sure.”

Then, thinking that I would be right, I opened the letter. However, his response was beyond my imagination.

……It was very rude and quite mean.

{I’ve never seen a woman say she wants me. It’s very attractive.}

“…Was this one crazy too…”

As I mumbled, Maribel asked quietly.

“Yes?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

‘A faithful and sincere madman, is that a new character?’

‘How should I reply?’

Come to think of it, the time has come for Johann to give his stamp as well.

The day before yesterday, Aktoum updated new research data. The axe was also ready.

‘If I stick it into his ears like rap, I think he will fall someday.’

I was determined to do it until it worked out.

Of course, until he wanted to.

No matter how enticing the other wish items were, he was my precious wish item #1.

Just as a sea otter would salivate at plump clams, I salivated at the letter he sent.

But it was then. Seryl, who was unwrapping the gift, screamed.

“Ahh!”

“…What’s going on?”

I looked at Seryl with my upper body upright, almost as if I was going to get up from the chair.

The pink cotton candy head trembled, and the girl held out what was in her hand.

“The gift is so, so, so embarrassing and hideous…!”

“…Oh my gosh.”

After seeing the gift, Maribel quietly said, “Whoa…” and blushed.

In Seryl’s hand was a familiar, but very embarrassing gift.

That’s right, it was the male version of ‘The Dew of Montaigne’.

What’s the point of the big gap between the legs when it comes to wine bottles……?

It was even more unsightly because of the bound body.

“…H-He sent me a present… that I really liked…”

I was afraid that Johann would be seen as a pervert by the maids, so I shielded him with the fact that I had a conversation with him once.

“It’s clear that he gave thanks…”

I accepted the wine and smiled gratefully.

For about 3 seconds…? I think I had done my due diligence with that.

Then, after putting away the ‘pretend smile of gratitude’, I handed over the wine.

“Secretly throw it away.”

At that, Maribel carefully took the wine.

“If you’re going to throw it away… Can this Maribel keep it? I’ve always respected Archduke Marquis.”

‘……I don’t think you’re asking for it out of respect……?’

‘Anyway, if you’re happy, I’m fine too, Maribel.’

“Then take it, Maribel!”

“Oh, thank you!”

‘I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a happy face.’

It was when I was thinking while looking at the smiling Maribel.

Tok tok tok—

There was an urgent knock at the door.

I looked towards the door and asked.

“Who is it?”