Episode 09
Irony
âArgh!â
I screamed at the pain of spraining my foot. Only then did Hubris look back. If it was Helena signing, he would immediately notice. I was a little irritated to realize I had to scream for him to take notice. Hubrisâ approach became a little faster, then he knelt down and asked.
âAre you all right?â
âDo I look all right?!â
Iâm dying from pain, but he is asking the obvious. When I snapped back, he hurriedly reached out with a perplexed face.
âIâm touching your ankle⦠Please forgive my rudeness.â
Hubris used divine power. The white light came out of his palms, and soon, gradually, the pain in my ankle died down.
I was staring at him because it was a strange sight, but it ended quickly. Maybe itâs because itâs a small injury. Greetings then were given to Hubris, who was about to leave.
âYouâve met me before.â
ââ¦â¦Yes.â
âYou asked me who I am.â
âI did.â
âHubris looked uncomfortable, but somehow he couldnât take his eyes off me. The focus in his eyes was clouded. Not because I was beautiful, but because he saw something beyond. I looked around and whispered to Hubris.
âWho do I look like?â
ââ¦I canât see the image of the soul.â
Hubris sighed and looked straight at me and said.
âI see the color of the soul. And there is not a single person in the world who has a color like yours. I thought it was an illusion, but it wasnât.â
ââ¦..Back then, there were a lot of peopleâs eyes on us and I was distracted, so I didnât know what to do. Now, as you see, I came from a different world. Can I go back to where I used to live?â
With a faint hope, I desperately asked him. Hubris hesitated, repeatedly opening and shutting his mouth again and again.
Hey, do you know or do you not know. Is there a way, or thereâs no way. Tell me quickly! There was nothing good about seeing the princeâs fiancée having a long talk with another man as she exited the palace. I was so frustrated that I tightly gritted my teeth and asked again.
âDonât you know?â
âI canât give you a definite answer. But as far as I knowâ¦â
I was stunned by his words, âThere is not a single foreigner who has gone out aliveâ. I thought it was okay to die, but I guess it wasnât. I kept laughing in vain.
âNo? There must be some way. A door to another dimensionâ¦.â
âMy lady.â
âIf I donât have a way out alive, how could I come into this world alive? Right? Thereâs a way, but you donât know.â
âMy ladyâ¦â
âPlease find it. Since you are a high priest, if you go back to the temple, wonât you be able to find historical records? Thatâs why-â
âLady! Listen to me.â
Hubris grabbed me, who was talking gibberish and shouted. I was a little short of breath. Hubris explained to me slowly and clearly, one word at a time as if I was a child.
âThe ladyâ¦. If the lady (original Eris) was born into this world, the original soul inside the ladyâs body has disappeared now. Thatâs why you could come safely into this world. Thatâs the law of life. In other words, in order for the lady to die safely, it is possible only when the soul of the ladyâs in the original world dies, precisely the soul of the ladyâs body.â
âThen â¦â
âBut the original lady isnât here. That ladyâs body probably had an empty shell without a soul. Since, there is no soul to die, there is no way to go back alive. Accept fate and live her life instead.â
(T/N: few readers might have gotten confused let me explain in simple terms: the OG Eris Misérianâs soul has disappeared completely, thatâs why she(MC) was able to enter into this body safely, in order for MC to return to her âOG worldâ she needs to kill the soul that is residing in her previous body, but the MC is here now which means her body has become an empty shell=dead)
He finished his speech calmly and slowly raised me up. I was rather irritated by his endlessly benevolent expression.
His job allowed him to spit it out so easily. How to accept? If I were to accept, it was better to learn magic, make friends with a witch, and have an adventure rather than the status of the Crown Princeâs fiancée.
My stomach, which I had tried to stab myself to death, felt ill. How many more times do I have to stab myself to finish it? No, I donât know if I can even tie it up. I think Iâll be cut off before then.
The painful thoughts started to eat me. Before despair swallowed me, I barely opened my mouth.
âI donât like it.â
âHuh?â
âIf thatâs the law of life, Iâll die and go out.â
As I jumped up and tried to hurry to the witch, the surprised voice of Hubris caught me.
âLady! You must cherish the life God gave you!â
âGod-given life?â
I was dumbfounded, so I looked around. I was originally an atheist in my world, but I had to hear such a thing even in novels.
âMy life was given to me by my parents, not by God. If you werenât conceived by the Holy Spirit, then it would be the same for you.â
Be filial to your parents, mister. Do you understand? This sentence was about to rise from my throat, but I decided to hold it in because there could be no Confucian thoughts in the world.
To be honest, itâs a speechless remark, even if it does sound like heresy. But you canât accuse me, a person from another world, of being an apostate. At least, thatâs what I know of Hubris.
I was tired of being a living human mannequin who couldnât buy clothes without their own mother.
I really couldnât think of anything and I felt as if I was broken, so it was time to take a heavy step and go lie down on the bed.
Helena was walking across from me when she saw me. I was nervous about showing everything, so I tried to run away, pretending not to notice and just kept walking.
Then, she grabbed my hand just as I was about to pass. When I looked at her in a daze, she took a deep breath, looked me in the eye and said,
âLady Misérian, I want to ask for forgiveness.â
ââ¦â¦What do you mean?â
âHis Highness⦠about hitting Lady Misérian in the face.â
A sigh came out of my mouth. The person who hit is another, but I donât know why Helena should apologize. But I felt much better because she didnât speak informally like last time.
âDid Lady Antebellum slap me in the face? No, you did not. You donât have to apologize.â
âStill, but stillâ¦â
âYou donât have to feel guilty. Then Iâll leave youâ¦â
I was going to say good-bye roughly, but Helena didnât let go. Her hands were warm and soft.
âNo, Iâll keep apologizing. Itâs okay if Lady Misérian doesnât forgive me. Even if I didnât hit Lady Misérianâs cheek myself, Iâm guilty of helping His Highnessâs slap.â
Helenaâs hands tightened. Her eyes got wet, but she didnât cry. Even though her voice trembled, her bright purple eyes did not shake. Sheâs asserting herself.
âI should have kept his Highness from touching Lady Misérian that day. And I should have reported that the maid who was following me had misunderstood. But | just watched until Lady Misérian left. Obviously itâs my fault. Sorry. Sorry. Please forgive me.â
You are upright and lovely. Your kindness makes me cry. If I were a villain who only pretended to be good, I would have hated you with ease.
Then I suddenly saw Helenaâs hands. Her hands were flawless, soft and clean.
As far as I know, her status was a maid of âhonor. It would be more like a low-ranking maid who usually does chores, not a senior maid who came from a noble family to serve.
Come to think of it, Helena grew up in a difficult environment and was too busy in her role of healing the hearts of the men and making them fall in love. Everyone loves Helena.
The good girl had an obligation to âgive an impartial answer to all of them. There is no time to wash the dishes, do the laundry, or clean. The Crown Prince and Empress must be busy calling her in to chat.
When I read it, I skipped it without thinking, but after facing it, I felt strange. No, letâs be honest. I felt bad.
âHow can you be so clean and pretty?â
ââ¦My lady?â
Helena resembled my old friend who was in college. She was the only child. Her pretty and kind personality made her popular with everyone, and was strangely fond of me. Youâre honest, youâre funny. That was the reason.
I liked her, too. No one can dislike someone who approaches with kindness.
Considering my situation, my friend, sometimes paid for my meal without saying a word, and even if I couldnât attend the lecture, on my behalf, she told me about the progress of the class.
Most of all, she didnât have any intention or shallow sympathy. She would have helped me the same way, even if I had more money than her, because she understood my poverty because she didnât like the poor meâ, but because she liked âmeâ. But the reason why I couldnât really get along with herâ¦
â Donât your parents help you that much?
â No, Iâm not the only one in my house, and Iâm not the only oneâ¦
â But youâre still a daughter, so⦠talk to them.
It is ironic because of her innocence. The only difficulty she had in her life was to study for a while for Gon University. No, in fact, since she received expensive tutoring at home, her starting line was ahead of others. She used to say it with a smile, though she said âit was hard enough to
dieâ.
She was nice to me, but she didnât know the difficulties. And I didnât even know it was a privilege not to know the difficulties. No, maybe she could be so pure because she didnât know the difficulty. I think.
â¦. The same is true of Helenaâs innocence. âIf Helena had been less beautiful, if she hadnât been close to the Crown Prince, could she have been so naive if she had been doing something as bad as a commoner?
Your uprightness, for it has never been broken. Because everyone loves you and protects you.
âIâ¦â¦ I donât like people like you.â