LVSFN 61

Chapter 61

But even the next day, and the day after that, and the day after that!

We couldn’t meet Elome.

“What? Where did she go today?”

“She went on vacation with Miss Grania to Hills. More precisely, the lady went to Hills, and Elome went to attend to her.”

“A vacation? Is it vacation season now?”

“No, it seems they suddenly left this morning.”

Eckla muttered while rubbing her right cheek.

“Then, did you hear when they’ll be back?”

“No, I don’t know either. Probably whenever Miss Grania wants.”

She scratched her forehead with a troubled look.

“Miss, what should we do now? It feels like she’s somehow avoiding us.”

I had thought I could meet her anytime, but suddenly my mind went blank.

There were so many things I wanted to ask Elome.

Especially since she was the child who somehow knew my invented novel was actually real.

She was well connected, so she probably knew a lot about astrologers, and somehow must have known about traveling to other dimensions.

Yes, Elome would definitely know.

But at that moment, a memory flashed past my mind like lightning.

My goodness. Why had I forgotten something so important until now?

<Miss, I’m really sorry.>

On the 13th day, when I regained consciousness, Elome came to Signus Castle to see me.

Without any explanation, she looked at me with eyes full of tears and apologized.

Instinctively, I felt something was wrong and begged her to help.

But Elome only left behind strange words that fate can be changed, and then disappeared.

That child definitely knows something.

Once my thoughts started drifting that way, my heart began pounding.

But no matter how much I thought about it, there was no apparent connection between Elome and me. So what on earth was going on?

Wait, could it be that Elome is Mr. Clem’s daughter?

“Eckla, do you know anything about Elome’s parents?”

Eckla tilted her head.

“Her parents? I heard her mother is no longer alive, and her father is a mountain guardian. But why do you ask?”

I see. That was a ridiculous thought after all.

I quickly changed my expression and looked at Eckla.

“I think Elome knows something.”

“Of course, Miss. Elome knows everything.”

“No, I feel like my coming through the dimension is related to Elome.”

“Really?”

“On the 13th, Elome came to me and suddenly apologized.”

“For what?”

“I don’t know. She just said sorry and that fate can be changed.”

“Fate can be changed?”

“Weird, right? Doesn’t it smell fishy?”

“You’re not close with Elome or Miss Grania.”

“That’s why it’s strange.”

I quietly recalled the nineteen regressions.

Every time I woke at the scene where the male and female leads met, and the events always flowed similarly.

No matter how much I tried to escape, I couldn’t easily shake the villainess label placed on me, and it always ended in death.

But even in those countless times, I rarely encountered Grania.

Of course, I had seen her at social events or balls.

“Miss, about that old woman you met on the rainy day — you said she seemed like the astrologer who had met Miss Leoni.”

“Yes.”

“Could that old woman be…”

Eckla trembled and spoke in a tense voice, but I shook my head.

“I thought about it, but she didn’t seem like Elome.”

“Oh, right? That’s going too far, isn’t it?”

We both fell silent, thinking hard.

“Miss, I’ll try to find out where in Hills Elome went.”

“Okay, but we have to be careful.”

“Yes.”

“If Elome and Miss Grania are involved in this, they’ll probably want to avoid me.”

“True.”

“So let’s be cautious when looking into it.”

“Got it.”

Eckla nodded solemnly.

“And you said you had a good idea.”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Eckla, can you spread rumors without Elome? How long would it take for what I say to spread through society?”

“It depends on the kind of rumor, but if it’s interesting…”

Eckla squinted her eyes and leaned toward me.

“In a day, even the butler of the Baron’s household will have heard. What should I spread?”

It was just the two of us in the room, but I whispered into her ear.

Eckla jumped back after hearing me.

“What? That’s a lie!”

“Not a complete lie.”

Here was my plan.

The astrologer surely hid because she didn’t want to meet me.

I had to make her come find me again.

How?

“But Miss, you can’t see the future.”

I would become very famous.

The astrologer who came through the dimension from a book!

“I can do it. There’s always a way.”

Actually, I got a hint from meeting Adrian.

“Eckla, I’ve already experienced the same ball in different dimensions many times and met many people. If I mix my memories and words well enough, they’ll have no choice but to believe me.”

Unless they came out of curiosity, they would at least be curious about my identity.

I just need to carefully observe those who come to me.

“Will that work?”

Eckla still looked skeptical.

But I had no other choice right now.

“Trust me. It’s not like I’ve only gone to an astrologer once or twice. I know the repertoire well.”

“But your acting…”

Acting? Why would I—

“You’re not good at lying, Miss. You have to be shameless at that.”

“Why are you like this? I can do well, you know?”

“Well, yeah. But I think you have to disguise very well.”

“Disguise?”

“Yes, wouldn’t it be weird if a noble lady sets up a hut and pretends to be an astrologer? The master would scold you harshly.”

That was true.

I recalled how in another dimension, I roughly disguised myself with freckles on my eyebrows and cheeks.

Ah, I shouldn’t do that. If I sweat and the freckles fade, it’d be a disaster.

“I’ll take care of your transformation. That’s my specialty.”

Eckla looked confident, as if she had something to rely on.

⚜ ⚜ ⚜

With longing, Liberata Bernadette Dream.

Only after signing did I let out a faint sigh.

When I put down the pen, my right hand tingled a little. Slowly, I twisted my wrist and rubbed it a couple of times, then neatly folded the paper.

I don’t like writing, so I don’t use social media.

I don’t even write messages longer than two lines, yet here I was, writing a long letter.

I looked at the letter I wrote with a heavy heart.

Now I just had to deliver it to Jeralac.

Would he come back to the bookstore and open the tumultuous Renata book again?

Carefully, I hugged the letter without wrinkling it and closed my eyes.

I prayed earnestly that it would reach His Highness the Grand Duke, and that he would return to the bookstore.

Just as I was about to get up after praying fervently, Eckla peeked through the door crack and said,

“Miss, Lord Watford is here.”

Going down the stairs, Adrian stood neatly dressed in the middle of the parlor.

“Ribe.”

He called me once with a somewhat flushed face, then smiled warmly.

“I came with a favor to ask.”

Then, suddenly, he said he had a favor!

“A favor?”

I had to go to Mr. Clem’s bookstore now, so the timing wasn’t great.

“What is it?”

But I couldn’t refuse Adrian’s request. He helped me when I was in trouble, so I owed him once.

“I have to pick a gift for a very important person.”

I had heard this kind of thing many times before.

“Is the person a lady?”

When I asked, Adrian smiled brightly and nodded.

“Yes, so I want to buy something pretty and sweet. Could you help me pick it out, Ribe?”

Was he trying to buy dessert again for Leoni, or rather Renata?

Here, I couldn’t even say a word to my favorite friend.

Even if I went to see her, she probably wouldn’t meet me.

If I couldn’t buy it myself, I could at least make sure through Adrian that our Leoni gets to eat what she likes.

Helping him pick dessert and then going to the bookstore would fit perfectly in my route.

“All right. I’ll help you pick out the dessert.”