Revan was dragged out by Vania's hand, looking bewildered.
“What!”
A bustling front yard.
Beyond the gate, four huge carriages were parked, and about twenty young men were talking noisily.
“Are you crazy? Why did you hire so many escorts?!”
The moment he was dumbfounded by the sheer number, he made eye contact with someone.
“...”
“...”
A woman with long red hair who was staring at him with her eyes that had somehow become very large.
The noisy surroundings seemed to have quieted down, and then she approached.
Very, slowly...
The woman's face gets closer.
Her slightly parted lips trembled, and her wide-open green eyes turned red and wet.
"Ah."
When the woman approached within five steps, he could clearly see her features.
Revan's eyes widened.
Because he finally found out.
That face is clearly, very vividly remembered in his long memory...
'Kali...?'
Yes, it was his younger sister.
Abandoned together by the world. Grew up together. And lost together.
No, he thought he lost it...
“Revan.”
The moment Kali's mouth called his name.
It was as if time had stopped.
Tears welled up in his hardened eyes as if they were lies.
He raised his hand, swept away the stuffy feeling in his vision, and looked again.
“Kali...”
She didn't disappear even when he called it. She didn't seem to be a dream.
Kali's expression contorted. Tears streamed down her frowning face. She ran over and hugged him.
“Brother.”
“Ah, haa...”
Revan gasped for breath as he was held in Kali's body, which was much larger than his own.
He pulled it off and grabbed her face.
“You, you... Uh, how, how...”
“Yeah, brother.”
Time had changed the young siblings greatly. But it was impossible not to recognize them. They remained the same.
Pretty eyes, nose, and mouth...
Revan touched his sister's face with trembling hands, who was smiling through tears.
Kali sobbed, clutching Revan's hand as if asking for confirmation over and over again.
It didn't disappear.
It wasn't a dream.
“What’s your name, brother?!!!”
“? It’s Revan.”
“You lived in Rothschild, but you broke up because of the Demonic Incident? Really?!”
“Yes. Why are you so surprised?”
How could you not be surprised!
The day I heard about Kali's past.
I can confidently say that I have never been more surprised in my life.
I asked several times, wondering if he was being too excited, and after verifying the truth, I even cried.
When she heard that her brother was at home, Klai just looked confused and couldn't believe it.
“Stop crying! If anyone saw you, they’d think you were the one who found your ex-boyfriend!”
I was the only one who cried so much that Ryan had to scold me, Kali was fine...
'It was only after they met that I started crying!'
I sat at the living room table and looked happily at Revan's room, the closed door.
The siblings locked themselves in the room.
It seemed like they were sharing stories, and there were occasional sounds of crying and screaming.
"Thank goodness. I was just trying to console him, thinking she might be alive somewhere, since they hadn't found her body."
Merchen's eyes were filled with longing as he listened to the crying coming from the room.
“Oh, I was curious too. Since there was no body for that little sister of Revan, I assumed she must have been eaten.”
Even though it had been four days since he heard about Kali's past, Ryan still seemed intrigued and stuck out his tongue.
“Why didn’t Dad know Kali’s name?”
"I didn't know either, because Revan just called her 'little sister'! I didn't ask him any detailed questions about his not-so-pleasant past. But I think I heard she was like a boy..."
I also thought that Revan and Kali had strangely similar eyes, but I never imagined that they were real siblings.
It can't be helped.
Kali has spent her entire life trying to hide herself perfectly, to infiltrate Wassenberg.
She completely erased her hometown dialect, making her look like she was from the Jeje region, and her past actions were completely fabricated, in line with her colleagues' words.
Crucially.
"The most shocking thing was that her red hair was dyed! Seriously, really, really shocking!"
Having lived with Kali for eight years before my regression, I had to question my own intelligence.
Even though I believed in her so strongly, how could I possibly be so ignorant of Kali?
At this point, Kali is a living onion.
“What!”
A bustling front yard.
Beyond the gate, four huge carriages were parked, and about twenty young men were talking noisily.
“Are you crazy? Why did you hire so many escorts?!”
The moment he was dumbfounded by the sheer number, he made eye contact with someone.
“...”
“...”
A woman with long red hair who was staring at him with her eyes that had somehow become very large.
The noisy surroundings seemed to have quieted down, and then she approached.
Very, slowly...
The woman's face gets closer.
Her slightly parted lips trembled, and her wide-open green eyes turned red and wet.
"Ah."
When the woman approached within five steps, he could clearly see her features.
Revan's eyes widened.
Because he finally found out.
That face is clearly, very vividly remembered in his long memory...
'Kali...?'
Yes, it was his younger sister.
Abandoned together by the world. Grew up together. And lost together.
No, he thought he lost it...
“Revan.”
The moment Kali's mouth called his name.
It was as if time had stopped.
Tears welled up in his hardened eyes as if they were lies.
He raised his hand, swept away the stuffy feeling in his vision, and looked again.
“Kali...”
She didn't disappear even when he called it. She didn't seem to be a dream.
Kali's expression contorted. Tears streamed down her frowning face. She ran over and hugged him.
“Brother.”
“Ah, haa...”
Revan gasped for breath as he was held in Kali's body, which was much larger than his own.
He pulled it off and grabbed her face.
“You, you... Uh, how, how...”
“Yeah, brother.”
Time had changed the young siblings greatly. But it was impossible not to recognize them. They remained the same.
Pretty eyes, nose, and mouth...
Revan touched his sister's face with trembling hands, who was smiling through tears.
Kali sobbed, clutching Revan's hand as if asking for confirmation over and over again.
It didn't disappear.
It wasn't a dream.
***
“What’s your name, brother?!!!”
“? It’s Revan.”
“You lived in Rothschild, but you broke up because of the Demonic Incident? Really?!”
“Yes. Why are you so surprised?”
How could you not be surprised!
The day I heard about Kali's past.
I can confidently say that I have never been more surprised in my life.
I asked several times, wondering if he was being too excited, and after verifying the truth, I even cried.
When she heard that her brother was at home, Klai just looked confused and couldn't believe it.
“Stop crying! If anyone saw you, they’d think you were the one who found your ex-boyfriend!”
I was the only one who cried so much that Ryan had to scold me, Kali was fine...
'It was only after they met that I started crying!'
I sat at the living room table and looked happily at Revan's room, the closed door.
The siblings locked themselves in the room.
It seemed like they were sharing stories, and there were occasional sounds of crying and screaming.
"Thank goodness. I was just trying to console him, thinking she might be alive somewhere, since they hadn't found her body."
Merchen's eyes were filled with longing as he listened to the crying coming from the room.
“Oh, I was curious too. Since there was no body for that little sister of Revan, I assumed she must have been eaten.”
Even though it had been four days since he heard about Kali's past, Ryan still seemed intrigued and stuck out his tongue.
“Why didn’t Dad know Kali’s name?”
"I didn't know either, because Revan just called her 'little sister'! I didn't ask him any detailed questions about his not-so-pleasant past. But I think I heard she was like a boy..."
I also thought that Revan and Kali had strangely similar eyes, but I never imagined that they were real siblings.
It can't be helped.
Kali has spent her entire life trying to hide herself perfectly, to infiltrate Wassenberg.
She completely erased her hometown dialect, making her look like she was from the Jeje region, and her past actions were completely fabricated, in line with her colleagues' words.
Crucially.
"The most shocking thing was that her red hair was dyed! Seriously, really, really shocking!"
Having lived with Kali for eight years before my regression, I had to question my own intelligence.
Even though I believed in her so strongly, how could I possibly be so ignorant of Kali?
At this point, Kali is a living onion.
'The more I dig, the more things come out!'
And...
'Before the return, perhaps Kali had guessed that Revan was alive?'
In the first round, Revan was famous.
Slightly on the bad side.
He was known in the shadows for having distributed illegally manufactured weapons to mercenaries on several occasions (probably to make money).
White hair, short hair, male, genius.
The white-robed magician.
It was a very suspicious keyword for Kali. So, I guess he wanted to dig a little deeper into the White Magician...
'She probably didn't even dare to look for it because she was afraid her past actions would be revealed.'
Our family has added another layer of karma to the siblings' lives, separating them and making it impossible for them to find each other again!
'Still... that's fortunate.'
I'm really, really, really glad.
Ten years of rebuilding with a single regression. Now, everything feels like it's finally falling into place.
“I learned this time that people shouldn’t give up hope.”
"Agreement."
Ryan nodded at my words and spoke to Merchen.
"Perhaps the Prince's family might still be alive. After work, let's definitely visit Farnese."
“Yes. Thank you.”
Merchen smiled and nodded.
‘Um, the Prince’s circumstances are different...’
Ryan may not have known, but Merchen's family is definitely not from this world.
Even if they hadn't been eaten by demons, they were people from 600 years ago.
“By the way, who are all these strong men who came with you?”
"Ah! They're Kali's mercenary comrades. They've all decided to live together in Belzer."
“Oh my god! Really?”
Twenty S-class mercenaries rolled in like vines...
Right now, the <Cerberus> mercenaries are all hammering away. They've decided to fix up some abandoned houses near our mansion and settle down there.
“My first residents.”
Ryan said with a solemn expression, crossing his arms.
At that time.
“Ryan Belzer!!!”
A loud shout was heard from outside.
Ryan closed his eyes tightly at the familiar voice.
“The nagging man appears again.”
“Ahaha!”
I opened the front door first and went out, and Ryan followed me.
Our Lord William of Saxony is shaking the bars of the gate madly with a red face.
Ryan shouted as he approached.
"Hey! Aren't you sick of my nagging? I'm going out, I'm going out! What, you expect that demon to show up in early February? I'll send my daughter to the Koenig dormitory before then, so don't worry!"
“You little punk, that’s only natural!”
William pointed to the house next door to us.
A few Cerberus mercenaries are fixing up an old house.
“Who are those people!”
“Ah, my people.”
"...What?"
"From today, my people will be living in Belzer. There are a whopping twenty of them. They are all mercenaries, and even highly skilled personnel. This brings the total number of Belzer residents, including myself, to twenty-four."
“...”
William's mouth fell open.
I couldn't help but laugh.
“This is ridiculous... This has to be a dream. In the final defensive line of the Demonic Front... Twenty-four civilians...?”
“Isn’t it only natural that people would flock to a fertile land with a great leader?”
Ryan, who had been speaking with great pride, opened the door and went out, putting an arm around William's shoulder as he froze in shock.
“You too, stop sitting around in the barracks, your back is hurting, and come in. There are a lot of abandoned buildings here, so fix one up and come in. Bring your family with you. Yes?”
“This, this crazy kid...”
"What the hell, the early settlers don't collect taxes! What do you think? It's okay, right? Call?!"
“...”
Sir William Saxony, commander of a dangerous area garrison charged with protecting civilians from the Devil.
Judging by the way he thought about it, it seems he imagined the Belzer Territory people increasing to hundreds in his head.
“Ugh!!!”
Today, too, the screams of the happy Lord William Saxony resonated loudly.
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