
From beginning to end.
All who live and live their lives all in all stories is a game that has been arranged from God?
That was one of them.
But the determinant of winning or losing all the games that continue is ourselves.
Who is the most trustworthy?
That was himself.
Then what about everyone else?
Every human being always thinks that others are pawns of their game.
Same thing with Altrelia.
Because Alstrelia still adheres that entering into the novel is just a game that must be completed, then everyone around her is none other than a pawn that must be run in accordance with their respective roles.
Alrescha, Elbert, Lena, madam Luna, they were all pawns for Altrelia to survive in the face of something that Altrelia could not do with her own hands.
“ Alstrelia who had woken up from her momentary sleep, slowly opened her eyelids. Even if the rain still falls, it does not make the girl who will turn 19 years old fall asleep again.
He woke up and immediately got out of bed, after which he went to the dresser and opened the drawer that was there.
The invitation received this morning from Alrecha made him want to see again. He brought the red invitation letter to the front of his nose and then sniffed it slowly.
His eyelids were closed, until he began to live up to the scent of paper used by the Emperor to write a special invitation letter for him.
“This fragrance-” Altrelia opened her eyelids quietly, then muttered softly after weighing the thin fragrance of the perfume used by the emperor felt different. ‘Aroma castle.’
Alstrelia is not just hitchhiking at people's homes, but she also does other work that looks trivial but is enough evidence that she can conclude when the time comes.
The other one is now. He was looking for information related to his real brother Alrescha. If it wasn't for Alrescha being reluctant to speak, Altrelia wouldn't have done that troublesome thing.
He was currently trying to do something on the invitation he was currently receiving with the invitation that the real Altrelia had received.
Compare it and try to match it. That was what Altrelia would do with all the invitations she would scrutinize.
Alstrelia opened the other drawer, and saw the rows of envelopes neatly stacked in their respective places.
If that envelope contained a party invitation from a fellow noble then there was located at the front, which was located in the middle, it was an envelope whose contents were an invitation to tea time. There were still many other boxes filled with various invitations, but there was one box that managed to attract the attention of Alstrelia at that time as well.
It was the row of the backmost boxes itself. It contains only a few invitations with the same stamp. The stamp of the highest power holder in the empire and certainly has a sprinkling of gold as a quality differentiator, that the sender is the emperor himself.
Altrelia took all the invitations, and compared them to the ones that today Altrelia received. Until all the letters, Altrelia took out and lined up neatly.
After considering many things with only that little evidence, Altrelia finally managed to find a little conclusion that was still unknown to many people.
“Heh~” His expression that initially looked cold, instantly turned into a sneering expression.
His devilish smile hinted that he had managed to find a bright spot of origin as to why Alsrecha had a different look when discussing the Emperor.
Lovers of this fragrance generally have a penchant for art and can think agile. They have high self-confidence, are always curious, and do not like pleasantries.” Astrelia.
Altrelia took the second, third, and so on just as she did in the first.
“The first to fourth letters, this fragrance is different from these two letters.”
Altrelia tried to identify him again, because her sense of smell was sharp, willing how faint she could still try to find the answer.
“This oriental fragrance perfume, its owner tends to have a unique personality, but.he has a high sensuality. So, who is the owner of this musk fragrance perfume?” ask Alstrelia to herself.
Alstrelia continued to stare at the letter that had that musk fragrance with a gaze filled with calculations.
‘He was the holder of that stamp, meaning his post must have been the emperor. But if in a few months her perfume tastes are different, then there is another possibility she is the same person but also different? Who am I gonna face? Lest he be the one who made his sister have a bad experience, eating him the child looks expression like assuming that kasiar is his enemy.’ Alstrelia.
Alstrelia looked back at every single piece of writing in both letters.
“You how similar this writing is, there must still be a gap for me to know.” Alstrelia cleared up all the invitations and put them in place again. ‘What is the goal?’
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“How far can I get to the border?” This grumpy red-haired man with his current condition.
GUK!
The man looked down. Anj*ng was looking up at him while wagging his own tail.
‘Anj**g this keeps following me. Who is it that keeps me trapped inside someone else's body? Just watch out if I see you, I'll make a calculation, torture him until he has a thought that dying is his best option.’ Her thought. This man immediately pulled the horse rope, and made the horse he was riding back to walk down the wide forest.
GUK!
“Luckily anj**g is following me. At least I'm not alone.” Although it is unbelievable to have to go on all fours to return to where he came from, this man still feels grateful because there is someone who accompanies his long journey.
GUK!
"Dad..!" This man again spurred his horse to run.
Morning, afternoon, night, he passed through the harsh test of life. But for the sake of finding a way home, pri aini had no feelings of being discouraged.
"See, if I find the person who stole my body, I will definitely torture him." grumbled this man.
He still felt unable to accept the real situation, where he exchanged bodies with others.
The cause?
He still can't know for sure.
But it would be obvious if he had already met the person using his precious body.
Even more valuable than diamond mines.
"Dad...!" this man spurred his horse to run faster. Without missing, the anj**ing also continues to follow it. 'How far is it?' thought. He really hoped to get to his destination, but it was something he had to fight even harder.