“Why did the informant you mentioned betray the Followers? If she knew such high-level information, she must have been a high-ranking person among the Followers.”
“She said that the Followers killed her mother.”
It is said that Luna, Tia's mother, stopped agreeing with the Followers' logic at some point.
When young Tia was made the bride of a priestly candidate simply because she was pureblood, resentment reached its peak.
They did not allow Tia to step outside the main group of Followers because she had to become a bride. This was before the Followers' true identity was revealed to the world.
Luna planned to escape with Tia, but they were unable to do so due to interference from Luna's husband and Tia's father.
After that, Luna was designated as a special surveillance target. Still, it is said that she always told her daughter stories about the outside world, hoping to somehow introduce her to the wider world.
But Tia's father was not happy with even that and separated Luna and Tia.
“Did she die of a mental illness because of that?”
“I thought so. But later I found out that he called my mother a reactionary and refused to give her any food or water.”
“They starved her to death.”
“Yes, so it is inevitable that there will be a backlash against the Followers.”
When Judith heard that story, she couldn't hide her regret and anger.
Tia said she tried to escape several times, but the circumstances did not allow it.
First of all, she was under strict surveillance by her father, and because she was the bride of a candidate for the priesthood, she received a lot of attention from other Followers.
“During the rebellion, my father and many other Followers died, so I tried to escape, but I was afraid that I would be branded a traitor if I came out.”
If she hadn't told people that she was a Followers, they wouldn't have caught her, but Tia, who didn't know anything about the world, couldn't do anything.
Then, she fled with the followers led by Shadin.
“Then this time she mustered up a lot of courage.”
"Yes."
Cain muttered bitterly, as memories of losing his mother to the Followers came flooding back.
“Yes. I will guarantee her life.”
He nodded and quickly got up from his seat. Now that he knew what the Followers were really trying to accomplish and where they were hiding, it was time to inform the Emperor.
Although he was not allowed to leave the mansion due to his confinement, he was able to send letters as much as he wanted.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t see you off, Ma’am.”
“No, Marquis. But, there’s one more thing.”
Judith stopped Cain as he tried to leave the drawing room.
“The registration law for spiritualists and the ban on moving spiritual lands. Many Shartins are having trouble because of that.”
Perhaps because she lived with the Shartins, Judith found herself feeling unknowingly concerned about their situation.
After the registration law for mediums was enacted, Cain felt a little resentful when he saw Tan, who was just playing around without doing anything, or Ryan, who was worried that he would be found out as a Shartin.
“It was an inevitable choice to catch Followers.”
“Yes, I know. But I heard that many Shartins are having their livelihoods threatened because of that. I think you should know that, Marquis.”
“Marquis Mosley, you look utterly shocked. Well, that’s the kind of expression you’d make if someone told you to your face that you were going to starve the entire Shartin tribe to death.”
“Are you going to keep teasing me?”
Judith already felt uneasy, thinking that he had been bothering her for no reason, but as Erne continued to tease her, her eyes automatically sharpened.
But unfortunately, Erne was holding the reins behind her, avoiding my harsh gaze.
“Over there, over there.”
While riding out to tell Cain where the priest was, Judith decided to go back to the temple where they had their wedding.
Because while listening to Tia's story, there was one thing she wanted to confirm.
“Did we get married in a place like this?”
“Yes, in that temple.”
“This isn’t a place for a wedding, maybe a funeral.”
At the time, she didn't know because of the economic crisis, but the temple where the wedding ceremony was held was very close to the cemetery where the tombs of nobles were gathered.
After getting off the Gold and entering the temple, she realized that it was a space more suitable for a funeral or memorial service than a wedding, just as Erne had said.
“Get married here, bury the body there. The route is short.”
Cliff planned to hold Erne's funeral right after the wedding, and there was no better location than this temple.
Even if it were Judith, she would have tried to have the wedding in this temple.
'After I collapsed, I stayed at this temple for a night.'
Judith recalled the memory of that day after a long time.
When the real Judith fainted at the end of the wedding, Cliff obtained a spare room in the temple and laid Judith in it.
'It's not like I had a heart attack when I collapsed.'
There would have been no need to move the dead woman into the room. If Judith had died then, Cliff might have buried her instead of Erne's body.
'Her condition probably got worse after she was moved to the room, and then she died.'
At the time Judith was dying, Erne's body would have been in the hands of the Followers and placed on the altar.
“Erne, let’s look around to see if there’s a secluded place where they can practice necromancy.”
“There’s a forest that continues on that side without having to go far.”
Perhaps because it was a place surrounded by ancestral graves, it was directly connected to a low forest on the outskirts of the capital.
There was no need to go deep into the forest. The forest wasn't full of trees, but on a dark night, it was enough to perform a necromancy without being noticed by others.
“If I were them, I think I would have done the ritual around here.”
Erne stopped in a clearing inside the forest that was relatively flat and large enough to place an altar.
Judith stood in the middle of the open space and looked toward the temple.
“It’s close to the temple.”
“Does it matter?”
“Yes. Maybe the necromancy has even affected the temple quarters over there.”
“Do you think your soul was dragged here under the influence of necromancy?”
Judith nodded. The timing and location were too coincidental to be a simple suspicion.
Even the priest collapsed here, clutching his heart.
“Erne was the first to die. Maybe that’s why you were the last to come back to life.”
Or maybe it was because the psychics had put various devices on Erne's body while performing a séance.
That was a matter for her to discuss with the godmother later, but for now, she was thinking about Judith and the priest's meeting.
“Two people died while performing a ritual to summon souls.”
“Similar time, similar place.”
And those two people came from another world. No, that's not the correct expression. It would be more correct to say that they were dragged into this world by necromancy.
Is this a coincidence?
Judith took a deep breath.
If two people were possessed on the same day, in the same place, wouldn't it be logical to assume that they died on the same day, in the same place?
The author died earlier than Yu-Jin in her previous life. So who is the priest?
'I was hit by a truck and died. So why did I jump into the road?'
After entering Judith's body, she never tried to recall the details of her previous death. What good thing is it to remember so vividly? Judith tried to forget as much as possible.
'I don't remember.'
But now she knows she'll need that memory.
She doesn't know if it was because of the fear of death, or because she lost her memory while being possessed, but her memory of the time of her death was very blurry.
She ran into the road and got hit by a truck. That's all she can remember right now.
“Let’s go, Erne.”
Anyway, it wasn't a problem that could be solved by standing here any longer, and the weather was getting colder, so Judith slowly started walking towards where she had tied up the Gold.
“By the way, is Miss Harrington’s real name Yu-Jin?”
Erne suddenly remembered the night she defeated the ancient God.
When the ancient God asked if Miss Judith Harrington was there, she replied.
“My name is Lee Yu-jin, and you have come to the wrong person. This time, go back.”
At the time, Judith lied that it was the name she had used as a child, but now that he thought about it, it seemed like it was the name she had used in a previous life, not as a child.
“Yes, that was my original name.”
“So should I call you Yu-Jin from now on?”
"No."
Judith shook her head slightly.
“When I realized that I had to live in this body, I decided that I would give up my life as Yu-Jin and start a new life as Judith Harrington.”
So, that meant to keep calling her Judith. Erne, who was about to nod absentmindedly, stopped.
“In my past life and now, I worked day and night to pay off my debts and never spent the money I saved. What kind of new life is this?”
“You can start a new life from now on.”
Judith muttered to herself, snorting with a laugh.
“I’m going to date a lot in this life. I’m going to date a lot of people with brown hair, blonde hair, red hair, and a whole lot of variety.”
Erne, who was listening to the monologue that wasn't a monologue, frowned and said.
“You are a married woman.”
“You never know how long you’ll be married.”
As Judith shrugged her shoulders, the corners of Erne's eyebrows shot up as if they were going to fly away.
“How long? As long as I don’t die, you’ll still be a married woman.”
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“She said that the Followers killed her mother.”
It is said that Luna, Tia's mother, stopped agreeing with the Followers' logic at some point.
When young Tia was made the bride of a priestly candidate simply because she was pureblood, resentment reached its peak.
They did not allow Tia to step outside the main group of Followers because she had to become a bride. This was before the Followers' true identity was revealed to the world.
Luna planned to escape with Tia, but they were unable to do so due to interference from Luna's husband and Tia's father.
After that, Luna was designated as a special surveillance target. Still, it is said that she always told her daughter stories about the outside world, hoping to somehow introduce her to the wider world.
But Tia's father was not happy with even that and separated Luna and Tia.
“Did she die of a mental illness because of that?”
“I thought so. But later I found out that he called my mother a reactionary and refused to give her any food or water.”
“They starved her to death.”
“Yes, so it is inevitable that there will be a backlash against the Followers.”
When Judith heard that story, she couldn't hide her regret and anger.
Tia said she tried to escape several times, but the circumstances did not allow it.
First of all, she was under strict surveillance by her father, and because she was the bride of a candidate for the priesthood, she received a lot of attention from other Followers.
“During the rebellion, my father and many other Followers died, so I tried to escape, but I was afraid that I would be branded a traitor if I came out.”
If she hadn't told people that she was a Followers, they wouldn't have caught her, but Tia, who didn't know anything about the world, couldn't do anything.
Then, she fled with the followers led by Shadin.
“Then this time she mustered up a lot of courage.”
"Yes."
Cain muttered bitterly, as memories of losing his mother to the Followers came flooding back.
“Yes. I will guarantee her life.”
He nodded and quickly got up from his seat. Now that he knew what the Followers were really trying to accomplish and where they were hiding, it was time to inform the Emperor.
Although he was not allowed to leave the mansion due to his confinement, he was able to send letters as much as he wanted.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t see you off, Ma’am.”
“No, Marquis. But, there’s one more thing.”
Judith stopped Cain as he tried to leave the drawing room.
“The registration law for spiritualists and the ban on moving spiritual lands. Many Shartins are having trouble because of that.”
Perhaps because she lived with the Shartins, Judith found herself feeling unknowingly concerned about their situation.
After the registration law for mediums was enacted, Cain felt a little resentful when he saw Tan, who was just playing around without doing anything, or Ryan, who was worried that he would be found out as a Shartin.
“It was an inevitable choice to catch Followers.”
“Yes, I know. But I heard that many Shartins are having their livelihoods threatened because of that. I think you should know that, Marquis.”
***
“Marquis Mosley, you look utterly shocked. Well, that’s the kind of expression you’d make if someone told you to your face that you were going to starve the entire Shartin tribe to death.”
“Are you going to keep teasing me?”
Judith already felt uneasy, thinking that he had been bothering her for no reason, but as Erne continued to tease her, her eyes automatically sharpened.
But unfortunately, Erne was holding the reins behind her, avoiding my harsh gaze.
“Over there, over there.”
While riding out to tell Cain where the priest was, Judith decided to go back to the temple where they had their wedding.
Because while listening to Tia's story, there was one thing she wanted to confirm.
“Did we get married in a place like this?”
“Yes, in that temple.”
“This isn’t a place for a wedding, maybe a funeral.”
At the time, she didn't know because of the economic crisis, but the temple where the wedding ceremony was held was very close to the cemetery where the tombs of nobles were gathered.
After getting off the Gold and entering the temple, she realized that it was a space more suitable for a funeral or memorial service than a wedding, just as Erne had said.
“Get married here, bury the body there. The route is short.”
Cliff planned to hold Erne's funeral right after the wedding, and there was no better location than this temple.
Even if it were Judith, she would have tried to have the wedding in this temple.
'After I collapsed, I stayed at this temple for a night.'
Judith recalled the memory of that day after a long time.
When the real Judith fainted at the end of the wedding, Cliff obtained a spare room in the temple and laid Judith in it.
'It's not like I had a heart attack when I collapsed.'
There would have been no need to move the dead woman into the room. If Judith had died then, Cliff might have buried her instead of Erne's body.
'Her condition probably got worse after she was moved to the room, and then she died.'
At the time Judith was dying, Erne's body would have been in the hands of the Followers and placed on the altar.
“Erne, let’s look around to see if there’s a secluded place where they can practice necromancy.”
“There’s a forest that continues on that side without having to go far.”
Perhaps because it was a place surrounded by ancestral graves, it was directly connected to a low forest on the outskirts of the capital.
There was no need to go deep into the forest. The forest wasn't full of trees, but on a dark night, it was enough to perform a necromancy without being noticed by others.
“If I were them, I think I would have done the ritual around here.”
Erne stopped in a clearing inside the forest that was relatively flat and large enough to place an altar.
Judith stood in the middle of the open space and looked toward the temple.
“It’s close to the temple.”
“Does it matter?”
“Yes. Maybe the necromancy has even affected the temple quarters over there.”
“Do you think your soul was dragged here under the influence of necromancy?”
Judith nodded. The timing and location were too coincidental to be a simple suspicion.
Even the priest collapsed here, clutching his heart.
“Erne was the first to die. Maybe that’s why you were the last to come back to life.”
Or maybe it was because the psychics had put various devices on Erne's body while performing a séance.
That was a matter for her to discuss with the godmother later, but for now, she was thinking about Judith and the priest's meeting.
“Two people died while performing a ritual to summon souls.”
“Similar time, similar place.”
And those two people came from another world. No, that's not the correct expression. It would be more correct to say that they were dragged into this world by necromancy.
Is this a coincidence?
Judith took a deep breath.
If two people were possessed on the same day, in the same place, wouldn't it be logical to assume that they died on the same day, in the same place?
The author died earlier than Yu-Jin in her previous life. So who is the priest?
'I was hit by a truck and died. So why did I jump into the road?'
After entering Judith's body, she never tried to recall the details of her previous death. What good thing is it to remember so vividly? Judith tried to forget as much as possible.
'I don't remember.'
But now she knows she'll need that memory.
She doesn't know if it was because of the fear of death, or because she lost her memory while being possessed, but her memory of the time of her death was very blurry.
She ran into the road and got hit by a truck. That's all she can remember right now.
“Let’s go, Erne.”
Anyway, it wasn't a problem that could be solved by standing here any longer, and the weather was getting colder, so Judith slowly started walking towards where she had tied up the Gold.
“By the way, is Miss Harrington’s real name Yu-Jin?”
Erne suddenly remembered the night she defeated the ancient God.
When the ancient God asked if Miss Judith Harrington was there, she replied.
“My name is Lee Yu-jin, and you have come to the wrong person. This time, go back.”
At the time, Judith lied that it was the name she had used as a child, but now that he thought about it, it seemed like it was the name she had used in a previous life, not as a child.
“Yes, that was my original name.”
“So should I call you Yu-Jin from now on?”
"No."
Judith shook her head slightly.
“When I realized that I had to live in this body, I decided that I would give up my life as Yu-Jin and start a new life as Judith Harrington.”
So, that meant to keep calling her Judith. Erne, who was about to nod absentmindedly, stopped.
“In my past life and now, I worked day and night to pay off my debts and never spent the money I saved. What kind of new life is this?”
“You can start a new life from now on.”
Judith muttered to herself, snorting with a laugh.
“I’m going to date a lot in this life. I’m going to date a lot of people with brown hair, blonde hair, red hair, and a whole lot of variety.”
Erne, who was listening to the monologue that wasn't a monologue, frowned and said.
“You are a married woman.”
“You never know how long you’ll be married.”
As Judith shrugged her shoulders, the corners of Erne's eyebrows shot up as if they were going to fly away.
“How long? As long as I don’t die, you’ll still be a married woman.”
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