Even after everything turned to ashes, the embers were not extinguished.
It burned like an eternity alone.
Is this hell?
In the hot pain, the unfortunate past flared up in flames.
The sadness and loneliness of childhood, the pain and frustration of growing up...
Which of them was my fault?
I regret that I died without realizing where and how I went wrong.
The second memory that the pendant showed me reflected above the flames.
The night of the fire at Meridy Castle.
Since de Haan kidnapped me that day, it must have been his plan to set it on fire.
'It wasn't Halias.'
But what can de Haan do?
In my previous life, my memory was erased every time I questioned it, but Meridy's flame is not something that anyone can handle.
'If we don't have pyromancers, we need a very powerful shaman.'
However, Sichel could not handle the flames.
Was there someone else?
The witch doctor who came one day and woke up my flame?
Can he handle the flames?
I had a headache.
I found some of the memories that had been stolen, but it was a mess mixed with my previous life experiences.
I searched through the web of my memories over and over again, but the answer didn't come closer.
After wandering for a long time, I heard a voice.
- My last daughter.
His eyes flashed, but all I could see were flames.
'Does the flame talk?'
There is a famous story in the founding myth of this country.
The fire spirit Pravasi is the first ancestor of the Meridy family.
That's why Meridy's magicians used to borrow the name of Pravasi when they called for a big fire...
Is that really real?
Without a moment's notice, the voice asked.
- Are you unjustified?
It doesn't matter if he is my ancestor or not.
Even if it was auditory hallucinations, I wanted to answer.
"It's unfair! I was only three years old when I met the Oblivionist!"
Then the voice asked repeatedly.
- Would you like to try again?
Do it again?
Does this mean that it can be revived?
I was afraid that if I hesitated, I would miss the opportunity.
"I'll do it again! Would do it again! ...again and again!"
The answer did not come back for a long time, and the flames did not go away.
But I didn't give up.
Until the time came, I kept thinking about my return from the smoke.
I love Liana Le Meridy.
She is the last remaining pyromancer in the Kingdom of Jantar, who worships the God of Fire.
Meridy's flame belongs only to Meridy.
I will never forget or forgive those who made me a puppet.
The fire was swollen like a wave.
I didn't collapse until the very end.
As far as I can remember.
***
How much time had passed?
My vision, which I hadn't seen for a while, opened up in a blur.
The acrid smell of smoke blurred the thought of waking up.
'Am I still in the fire?'
After thinking about it for a while, I realized that it wasn't hot enough to be painful anymore.
When I moved my limbs, I felt the feel of a thin and soft quilt.
My vision became clearer, but I couldn't see anything clearly.
Is it... night?
Or...hell still?
"Ugh."
It was the moment when I finally got up.
There was a scream, and there was a sound like someone was falling down.
As I nervously looked around, my eyes became more accustomed to the darkness.
As soon as I realized that I was on the bed, I saw my incredibly short legs and tiny toes.
Then I raised my hands in front of me.
Small.
'...Have I become a baby?'
The voice I heard from the fire flashed through my ears again.
- Would you like to try again?
That's what the flame asked.
Did that mean that I would not just come back to life, but that I would return to being a baby?
When I groped for the nape of my neck, I caught a necklace with a rocket pendant on it.
Then I'm still Liana... Have we returned to the past?
I wanted to get out of bed to check in the mirror, but my legs were ridiculously short.
However, it was too noisy outside to just sit on the bed.
The smell of burning became worse and worse.
I had a foreboding feeling, but I had to get out of bed first.
I couldn't help but fall down and put my hands on my head.
If you fall out of bed and break even your short leg, it is a big problem.
I had barely managed to put my feet on the ground.
A large, dark pair of boots approached me without a sound.
Huck...!
I was stunned by the man's face as he lowered his head and looked down at me.
"Red hair, red eyes, Liana Le Meridy."
I don't remember what I said in my previous life.
But I knew it wasn't the time to sit still.
Kyaa...
I screamed like crazy.
I screamed loudly that even adults couldn't make, and my whole body exploded.
The man is Edipa Sichel.
He is a kidnapper and a martial arts teacher from my previous life.
If I go to Lausanne with him, I will meet Bachel, the nanny, and all my memories will disappear again.
***
Kyaa...
I had lost my flame, and my limbs were shortened, and I had no weapon against Edipa.
But if I am caught helplessly, like in ny previous life, it's over.
I screamed for help, but unfortunately, no one came.
Edipa gently lifted me onto his shoulder.
"Ahh! Turn it off!"
Get out, you bastard!
I couldn't even pronounce it the way I wanted.
I bit him on the shoulder with all my might, but Edipa wouldn't budge.
"Ahh..."
I swung my small fists wildly and kicked and stretched out.
He threw me down on the bed and rolled me around on the covers.
I was rolled around with his ugly and big hands, and I became a cocoon in an instant.
"Ahh..."
On the day of the Edipa scream, he wrapped it around his broad back and tied it tightly with a large black cloth.
The word 'again' starts from here.
Voice!
You're Pravasi, right?
You have no pity for sending me back to this night?
Kyaa...
I have no sympathy for Pravasi, but I have a voice.
But no matter how much I screamed like a mad baby, no one in the burning castle could enter my room.
'Dame it!'
Edipa climbed down the rope that had been draped down the window with the blade on his back.
If I had been in my previous life, I might have already fainted, but the second time in my life is different.
"Aaaaaaaaaaa..."
I screamed, determined to tear apart either my throat or Edipa's eardrum.
So why doesn't anyone come to the rescue?
Edipa on the horse cursed softly.
"Ha, you bloody kid..."
Who the hell is going to do this?
"Mr Edita i yuwibaba (Edipa, you wicked bastard!)"
My tongue was frighteningly short, but he finally flinched.
"What, what..?"
Ah, I see.
He doesn't understand it properly, but it doesn't matter.
Edipa would be horrified to know my name as soon as I saw him.
I bit my teeth and screamed again.
"Ahh Edipa this bad Rome! (Edipa, you bastard!)"
However, Edipa did not flinch anymore.
Just like in my previous life, I rolled my head off the back of the horse that was running like crazy.
It's the middle of the night, and it's in the woods.
Let's save our strength.
In my previous life, when I was taken to Lausanne, there was only one place where I was deserted.
Just before going to the island, I was on a boat.
I didn't faint and endured it until that point, so I asked for help somehow.
I am a red-eyed, red-hatred Meridy.
Anyone will recognize that I am Meridy, so I have to get off his back and stand out to anyone.
It has to be so.
***
"Ugh, uweek."
However, there was no way to control the physiological phenomenon.
Not long after I vomited for the second time, I stopped talking.
Edipa got off my back and wiped the corners of my mouth with the back of his rough hand.
Then he threw away the blanket covered with vomit and watered it.
When I looked at the water bottle, a piece of my past life came back to me.
At that time, I drank that water in a hurry and vomited it all out after a while, so it was my stomach.
So this time, I took two sips and moistened my lips.
Edipa looked down at me with strange eyes on the day I stopped crying.
In my previous life, I would have collapsed from crying, but in my second life, I was unrelenting.
"Are you afraid of your mother crying today?"
There was nothing to be afraid of.
Edipa cannot kill the precious Princess of Merdi.
This is because the Marquis de Haan wants a pyromancer to counter Halias, and only Meridy is endowed with fire magic.
If he killed such a precious pyromancer, de Haan wouldn't forgive Edipa.
He smiled.
"Are you going to keep being creepy? How did you know my name?"
"Panni Marae! Do you cry, Mom? Daddy's eyes?"
I wanted to sigh because of the pathetic pronunciation, but Edipa understood it and replied.
"I don't know: You Meridy is such a great family. What, a descendant of Pravasi? Are such good people burned to death by their own flames?"
But even my previous life was burned to the ground by my flame.
I was sitting on the trunk of a tree, and I jumped up and put my foot in Edipa's belly.
My short legs seemed the most useful thing I had at the age of three, but Edipa was laughing.
I was angry, but I couldn't help it.
Edipa was my martial arts teacher in a previous life. There is no way that I can stand up to him when I have become a baby.
He carried me back on his back and said as if to comfort me.
"You're going to throw up anyway, so I can't give you food. You're going to be hungry, but just bear with me until I meet Bachel. There is not much left."
Of all the words he had ever said, that was the most terrifying.
"No to Bachelman."
I can't help it if I meet a hundred more Edipa children.
But not for Bachel...
Little by little, dawn dawned.
Isn't Edipa sleepy?
I decided to go to sleep.
Anyway, I can't meet anyone else on this forest path.
Now that the speed is moderate, I need to sleep for a while.
***
"Hey, are you alive?"
How much time had passed?
Edipa asked, still on his back.
I was wrapped in a black cloth and couldn't see anything, but I didn't feel the same rattling as before.
The tireless sound of horses' hooves disappeared.
'...You got off your horse.'
When I didn't answer, Edipa asked again.
"Hey, redhead."
Come to think of it, he's a very cheeky guy.
He knew my name and knew that I was a Princess, and he said, "Hey."
I was dissatisfied, but I didn't say anything and held my breath to understand the situation.
Edipa was annoyed.
"Kid, did you faint?"
I took a hint from those words and relaxed my body and went limp.
He said with a slightly worried tone.
"Hey, you can't die."
Of course it will.
I closed my eyes tightly and focused on the sounds around me.
'Have you arrived at sea?'
I couldn't hear any human sounds yet.
Pravasi.
I'm going to apologize for the insult I made earlier, so don't send me to Bachel.
Please.
I'm going to live a good life.
I wouldn't just burn anything like I did in my previous life.
I closed my eyes and waited for the crowd.
The sound of horses' hooves, the rolling of wheels, the sound of human talking, or anything else.
Soon, I started to hear something like a murmur.
I waited and waited until they were close enough.
Finally, I opened my eyes.
I took a deep breath and inhaled again.
Then I cried out with all my strength.
"Help me! Save me! Atang is answering Meridy!"
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