I Thought It Was a Common Transmigration

She was fine right now, but if she said that, it would seem like she was revealing too much, right? It’s a bit… a person who almost died becomes sticky as soon as they open their eyes… Right? She suppressed her regret and nodded again. Killian must have sensed her feelings, too, as he quietly lowered his head towards her and kissed her.

 

“You may not know it now, but when you wake up, your whole body will probably be sore. There was a lump on your head where you hit it while falling, so you need to be careful for now. I really want to do it too, but…”

 

“Who, who, who said what…”

 

“You look so regretful.”

 

Killian laughed mischievously again. 

 

‘If you’re going to do this, don’t provoke. Sheesh.’

 

* * *

 

“Ahhhh! Nothing really works!”

 

Layla was jumping up and down, unable to overcome her anger. She threw everything she could get her hands on, crushed all the flowers she had planted in the morning, and stabbed the maids. Every time Layla went crazy, her maids had no choice but to go looking for Damian in tears. It wasn’t fun for Damian, who was dragged in every time, but if he left it alone, the maids kept quitting, so there was nothing he could do.

 

“Why again!”

 

As Damian shouted in an irritated voice, Layla, whose hair was uncharacteristically messy for a noble lady, turned to look at him.

 

“Edith, what is that bitch… It seems like she is using witchcraft or something.”

 

“What kind of novel nonsense is this?”

 

“Otherwise, how could she be so lucky?”

 

“So, can you start by telling me what’s going on?”

 

Only then did Layla calm down and flop down on the sofa. Meanwhile, the maids began cleaning up Layla’s mess in her room.

 

“Do you know that Edith Riegelhoff almost died?”

 

“Nearly drowned?”

 

“Not that one. Recently.”

 

“No. Is this your first time hearing this?”

 

Layla took a sip of the iced tea her maid handed her and spoke again.

 

“The man who was crazy about that woman almost killed Edith.”

 

Layla told everything about her story to Damian, who looked even more puzzled. From receiving a letter from an unknown sender on the night she visited the black alley, to the plan to ‘kill Edith’ conveyed on behalf of Duke Ludwig’s employees.

 

“She really almost died this time, but oh my… Killian appeared again and saved her. Does that make sense?”

 

Damian frowned as he looked at Layla shaking her head, even letting out a hollow laugh.

 

“So, in the end, you don’t know exactly who sent you the letter?”

 

“Does it matter now?”

 

“Of course it’s important, you idiot! It would have been a trap!”

 

Damian scolded Layla harshly. It’s a shame that it was really a plan for Edith, but if it had been a trap to prey on Layla, it would have been a huge disaster. But Layla did not listen to her brother’s advice.

 

“Anyway, it’s as you said. And I didn’t do anything special. All I did was attend the Sicily Viscount’s tea party and say a few words next to that handsome man.”

 

“What did you tell me to say?”

 

“Edith said she would stop by the <Millane Bookstore> on Rue Le Belle-Marie around noon two days later.”

 

Damian looked back carefully at the situation Layla explained and then asked again.

 

“What happened to Fred Sicily?”

 

“He committed suicide.”

 

“Suicide? Isn’t there a possibility that someone over there had a hand in it?”

 

“I thought so too at first, but this guy is even crazier than I thought. They said that if he committed suicide, Edith would remember him forever, so he committed suicide.”

 

“Ha…!”

 

Damian also shook his head at the absurd story.

 

“Anyway, are you sure that the people who came to tell you the story are from the Ludwig family?”

 

“Huh. It was a badge worn by employees of the Dukedom. The knight’s uniform also belonged to Duke Ludwig.”

 

“It could be fake.”

 

“What if it’s fake? Anyway, the information they gave was solid, and Edith almost died. It was annoying that they were the only ones who knew my identity, but it was an offer I couldn’t afford to refuse.”

 

Well, she didn’t think there would be anyone who would go out of their way to impersonate Duke Ludwig while doing something like this.

 

“Then… Surprisingly, the person who asked you to do the work might be a bigwig.”

 

“What?”

 

“Cliff doesn’t care about her, and Killian doesn’t seem to hate her enough to try to kill her right away. But with Duke Ludwig, it’s a different story.”

 

Layla’s eyes began to sparkle at the mention of Duke Ludwig.

 

“Do you remember when my father and I went to talk about iron ore distribution rights?”

 

“Huh!”

 

“Maybe Duke Ludwig wants to get rid of Edith Rigelhof. Because he doesn’t need her anymore.”

 

“Really?”

 

“It’s an expectation, but isn’t it quite plausible? At this point, who would most like to get rid of Edith Riegelhoff?”

 

Count Rigelhoff, who was openly siding with the Archduke Langston during the founding of the nation, and Edith Rigelhoff, whose iron ore distribution rights were no longer regrettable and were of no use to her.

 

“Brother is right. There is no need for Duke Ludwig to have Edith with him any longer.”

 

“On the contrary, if Count Rigelhof engages in treason, he will be in trouble for protecting Edith. So I think this is a very good thing for you.”

 

Layla was momentarily happy, then stamped her foot again in exasperation.

 

“Edith it would have been so much better if that bitch had died!”

 

“There is nothing to be gained by dwelling on what has already happened. In the near future, when we get the iron ore distribution rights, we will have to go to Duke Ludwig again to report, so then let’s go together and get a face stamp.”

 

“Good! Then I guess I should take good care of my skin until then?”

 

Damian chuckled at his sister, who was quickly feeling better. Since they were taking away everything that Count Rigelhof had enjoyed, they would also be able to take away Killian Ludwig’s wife.

 

‘It would have been better if she had been Cliff’s wife… There is a high probability that Lise will take over there. However, if we can persuade Lise well, we will be able to bend her to our will, so it is only a matter of time before Duke Ludwig becomes our family’s best ally.’

 

Damian clenched his fists, imagining a future in which the Sinclair family would enjoy the greatest power among the earl families.

 

* * *

 

She may be a bit young to say that she would live a long time and see things, but for the first time since she fell into this world, Lise and her positions have been reversed. Because of what happened on Le Belle Marie Street, Lise was questioned. It’s really something to see and live for a long time.

 

“What did Lise say?”

 

She was genuinely curious. Pure curiosity took precedence over her feelings of hating or resenting Lise. She was curious as to what kind of setting the original author had instilled in Lise to cause good-natured Lise to drive her to her death.

 

“Lise said they couldn’t find you inside the bookstore.”

 

“It can’t be. Although the shelves were crowded, the bookstore itself was not very spacious. It’s not like I moved around. You can ask the bookstore owner about this.”

 

“The bookstore owner has already investigated. She remembers you clearly too. As you were paying your bills, you asked her if she had seen the other girl who came with you…”

 

“That’s right. I really couldn’t find Lise.”

 

Killian smiled bitterly and nodded at her.

 

“Lise went to the bookstore and looked for books, but she thought she was embarrassed and tried to leave. He said he may have been impatient because he felt like he was committing a crime, so he may have missed looking for you.”

 

“Well, what? Are you embarrassed and guilty? Nonsense! The person who told me about the bookstore was Lise…!”

 

“Maybe he said that because it was in front of Cliff. Cliff seemed to be displeased with Lise even reading romance novels.”

 

“We’re just saying this between us, but I think that’s a bit too much.”

 

“I agree. Cliff is crazy. He’s probably no different from the guy who attacked you.”

 

It’s been a while since they had come to an agreement, but Killian was no slouch either.

 

“My father is blaming himself, and Lise keeps crying, saying it’s her fault too. She stopped eating and drinking completely. Cliff said you… It seemed like he was hoping you to reassure my father and Lise.”

 

“I almost died, so I have to go comfort them?”

 

“Cliff asked me a lot, so I told him, but I don’t want to force you to do something you don’t want to do. If you don’t feel like it, just say so. I will handle it on my own.”

 

It was a bit uncomfortable. She was thinking that Duke Ludwig or Lise were involved in this incident. Then, it would be like her comforting the person who almost died who tried to kill her… Did that make sense?

 

‘But if I refuse, bad things will be said about me again. Almost certain.’

 

She guessed she was now somewhat familiar with the system of this world, and she could see how things were going. This was clearly a ploy by the original author to tarnish her reputation.

 

“Ha… If I don’t go, people will say that I went too far again, so what can I do? Now that it’s come to this, I guess I should go and talk to Lise.”

 

As soon as she spoke, she sent a message to Duke Ludwig and Lise that she would go to them. Although it was a bit funny that they lived in the same house and left a message every time they visited.

 

And 10 minutes later, she faced Duke Ludwig with a sad expression.

 

“Are you feeling okay?”

 

“Yes, Your Excellency. Thank you for your concern. I am so sorry that something that Your Excellency deliberately put in mind has come to this.”

 

“No matter what others say, I should have sent more escort knights, but I was too complacent.”

 

He seemed really sorry, so he couldn’t even look her in the eyes.

 

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