Gilliforth also wrote down the whereabouts of the two who were last seen in a slum on the outskirts.
"Your Highness, shall I go and fetch this man named Theo?"
Medea shook her head.
Even in her past life, Theo had a strong resentment towards Valdina. If he found out that Neril belonged to the royal family, he might run away.
Moreover, Medea has not yet decided on Theo's disposition.
Since he is the center of the rebel army, it is right to eliminate him in advance, but for Theo personally, it is no different from dying because of her. So how does she calculate the silver won?
"I have to go myself."
She will be able to make a judgment only by seeing him with her own eyes.
Should she save him or get rid of him?
***
Asilum Street, which Gilliforth mentioned, was a representative slum of the royal capital.
"This way..."
Neril, who was a fallen noble but had never been driven to the bottom, was in the slums for the first time.
Neril got off the carriage and unconsciously put her hand to her nose.
There was a stink that stung your nose everywhere on the bumpy streets.
A scream of pain rang out from somewhere in the alley.
Shouts of fighting over food could also be heard occasionally.
"It's miserable, Your Highness."
Neril shook her head.
Medea answered with sad eyes.
"Yes, it is not strange if riots break out anytime and anywhere. All repairs will fall on the returned Peleus."
The two walked down a street where it would not be strange if people and space collapsed at any time.
The heterogeneous appearance of the two, who were unable to blend into the poor slums despite their disguise, attracted attention.
Neril did not take her hand off the sword sheath on her waist. She was in a state of extreme tension, ready to attack at any time.
"Miss over there, take a look at your fortune."
So when someone spoke to Medea around the corner of the alley, she almost pulled out her sword.
Neril noticed that the opponent was a small old woman wearing a robe, and sheathed her sword again. A small mat with cracked beads and a bowl that appears to be for begging.
In fact, from the outside, the old man looked like a beggar.
"Go and see your future. Even if you look at me like this, I am the oldest old tree in this country, so you won't regret it."
The old woman stretched out her hand in a hoarse voice.
"It's okay. I already know."
There was no need for Medea to live a second life.
She turned and motioned for NeriI to give the old woman some fairy tales.
"So you have to look even more closely. Since you are living your life again, things will be different, right?"
A wrinkled hand-rolled a couple of small crystal balls under the frayed sleeve of her robe.
Medea's steps stopped. She slowly turned her body.
"Good idea."
The old woman laughed when she saw Medea sitting in front of her.
Road lock. Road lock.
The beads rolled under her wrinkled hands.
"Oh my, this life won't be easy either. Chaos stands in your way. They are still trying to cover up the saints and take away the light from the young lady."
The beads rolled on the mat were asymmetrical.
But the old woman laughed and said there was nothing to worry about.
"There is a huge star falling. He's a very black guy. That star will cut down the chaos that stands in your way."
Medea intercepted the old woman's words.
"Whatever it is, I don't need It."
Giant or whatever, who else do you rely on?
Trusting and leaving her life in the hands of others was what Medea wanted to reject most in this life.
"The squishy things will grab your feet again this time. They're going to fill their stomach by eating the young Iady."
"If I get eaten the second time, it would mean that my abilities are limited to that. But I am confident."
The old woman clicked her tongue.
"Ah, this must be difficult, so why don't you take it easy this time?"
Medea just smiled silently.
"Have you ever heard the Dawn's Droplet?"
"Dawn's Droplet?”
"That mysterious medicine containing the power of the goddess erases everything that exists in this world. Sickness, memory, and even destiny. That falling tower will save the big star."
The old woman paused for a moment and then resumed.
"Miss, heaven cares for you very much. They're watching you, enough to fill up all the starlight and push it back 12 places."
At that moment, blood flowed from the corner of the old woman's mouth. The small, robe-clad back swayed.
"The blood of the Sage on the continent and the bearer of the goddess's will once flow through your body. So, under this sky, you are the only one who can find that fate."
The old woman swallowed the blood that was boiling and smiled.
"God, heaven is warning this old woman."
Medea held the falling old woman in her arms.
"It would be nice to be seen by a member of the National Assembly. Neril..."
The old woman's old robe had a foul odor, but Medea paid it no heed and wiped away the dripping blood.
"Your heart is as kind as ever, young lady. This old woman still has someone waiting. My story ends here, young lady, go on your way now."
The old woman stubbornly refused Medea's help. And she held her hand until the end and begged her to do so.
"Don't listen to this old woman's words, lady."
Medea, who was walking around the alley after meeting the strange old woman, stopped.
'I guess it's strange.'
How did the old woman know that she was living a second life?
"Neril, go back there and bring the old woman to me."
She felt like she needed to ask more
detail.
However, Neril, who followed Medea's orders and went back to the alley, returned empty-handed.
Even Neril looked perplexed at the sight of the vanishing traces as if it were a midsummer night's dream.
"There was no one there earlier. Maybe she left the place or disappeared, but the alley itself was strangely empty."
***
A residential area within Asilum Street.
"Saya, are you coming now?"
Angela, the lady next door, said hello to Saya while sweeping the yard.
"Yes. I get paid to take out the trash."
She was on her way home holding in her arms the black bread she had gotten early in the morning.
"Did you risk coming alone? If you're coming, come with Junie."
Aunt Angela drooped her eyebrows and worried.
"They say human trafficking is at its peak these days. There is so little to eat that people are now taking people in and selling them."
Saya was also well aware of the ugly rumors circulating in the alleys.
"It's okay for me because I have my dad, but I'm really worried because you live alone. It would have been much better if Theo had been there..."
Aunt Angela looked at Saya with worried eyes.
The shabby hut was not a very safe place for a young girl to live.
"I heard that a military village was created near the castle wall. Your father was a retired soldier, right? Go there at least. It's too dangerous here."
She talked for a while about how clean and safe the military village was.
"They said that if you just prove your name and identity, they will accept your entire family. Rumors say that there are even impersonators, so hurry up and move there too. In any case, it will be much safer than here."
When Saya hesitated and did not answer, Aunt Angela spoke as if she was doing her a favor.
"Are you afraid that Theo will find you when he comes back? I can at least tell him that you went there."
"Thank you for your words, but I like it here. I'll go in first. I have to go out again later."
Aside from her warm concern, Saya felt the woman's eyes glancing at the bread in her arms and quickly said goodbye.
When Saya returned, she sighed.
"Military village. I also want to go if I can. But Theo hit the government troops and ran away. How are we going to get there?"
When Theo returns, if his crime history is revealed, he will go straight to prison.
"What on earth are you going to do with me?"
A tear rolled down the little girl's cheek.
Her mother died giving birth to her siblings, and her father, who retired from the military, died after struggling with injuries and poverty.
As the only two siblings left in the world, they had to survive somehow.
Theo went out to look for food, got into a fight with someone who tried to take his food and was taken to the security station.
Then, he beat up the security captain who took a bribe and tried to punish Theo in a biased way.
That night, Theo disappeared. He left behind only a note.
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