Reader’S Regeneration Life [EN]: Chapter 44

The Rebirth Life of a Dedicated Reader – Episode 44 (44/439)

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In this world, if we exclude the Celestial and Demon races, who are rarely seen by humans, which race is the most beautiful?

Most readers would probably answer:

‘The Fairy Race.’

In the novel’s world, numerous races live throughout the continent besides humans.

However, they aren’t easily seen because they live in small to medium-sized groups, like villages or tribes, rather than large-scale groups like human ‘nations.’

Among them, the fairies call themselves the descendants of the Celestial Race, admire them, and proudly declare that they are the best race on the continent, aside from the Celestials.

Well, it wasn’t entirely wrong.

Even among the races capable of basic mana manipulation, the fairies possessed exceptional innate talent in utilizing mana.

‘But they have a fatal flaw.

It’s said that naturally talented people can’t get along and always bicker. All they do with their superior innate talent is constantly divide into factions.’

The history of their factionalism is nothing short of a gag [comedic] fantasy from the start.

Whether to spread fruit jam on bread, the staple food of the fairies, or not.

Yes, this is not a joke.

It started with eating bread with jam.

What began as a semi-serious matter escalated into all sorts of bizarre directions, such as the excellence of fairies who eat jam or the negative impact of eating jam on the forest.

To humans, it was a situation that would naturally elicit the response, ‘They’re acting like crazy fools.’ But it seemed to be an important issue for the fairies.

Eventually, the tribe that ate jam and the tribe that didn’t split up and went their separate ways.

What’s even funnier is that they continued to split and divide over all sorts of trivial issues.

If you have to spread jam, what kind of jam should it be? If you don’t, what should you eat with it?

So much so that readers, seeing the funny situation, even came up with a plausible suspicion: ‘Is the author perhaps venting here because they were harassed by the dip vs. pour debate while eating sweet and sour pork?’

‘But looking at the characteristics of the fairies, it’s not incomprehensible.’

A severe ideology that they are the best, generations that hardly change due to their longer lifespan than other races, serious conflicts arising from that, and their unique class system that is difficult to break once solidified.

It was a fairy society that was so rigid it had turned into a fossil.

Naturally, they were sensitive to the winds of change and had extremely negative thoughts about breaking the methods that had been maintained until now.

‘In the end, they split and split until they became the weakest of the weak, getting beaten by the humans they had so despised whenever they felt like it.

Such morons.

Whether you pour it or dip it, just eat it.’

Helen Hines in front of me was also a member of such a fragmented fairy tribe.

At the time, still a young girl by fairy standards, she went hunting near the forest’s border and was captured by humans.

Officially, the enslavement of other races was prohibited, but that was only ‘officially.’

There were plenty of loopholes, and smuggling them out through the back door was a piece of cake.

Thus, Helen was sold as a slave and entered a noble family.

Her life, where she couldn’t even die when she wanted to, became even more miserable.

The nobleman humiliated Helen in all sorts of bizarre ways.

Helen said she still couldn’t forget the sight of him smirking and muttering, ‘I’ll make you beg me to violate you.’

Eventually, after losing her purity and being called to his bed every night to live as the nobleman’s plaything, Helen’s mind, which had been enduring, gradually collapsed, and she wished she could just die.

Then, she was suddenly kicked out of the noble family.

The nobleman who had driven her so hard and tormented her was getting married and disposing of a toy he no longer needed.

‘There were even opinions to kill her, but that nobleman chuckled and said this.’

No one would believe her words anyway.

They would just dismiss it as the ramblings of a crazy fairy.

Without any evidence, who would dare to doubt him and his family?

Gathering her shattered body and mind, Helen barely returned to her village.

But in that place, which she thought would welcome her, she tasted despair once again.

How dare a woman defiled by human hands crawl back in?

‘Descendants of the Celestial Race?

What a joke.

Satan himself would cry, you fairies.’

From the moment she suppressed all the shattered pieces in her heart,

Helen simply erased her emotions.

And only ran forward.

For revenge, for revenge.

To kill that hypocritical nobleman.

“…What did you say, Young Master?”

And now, to ask her to yield the target of her revenge.

For a moment, Helen wanted to throw everything aside, grab the man in front of her by the collar, and bite him.

But apart from that, her eyes were still deeply sunken.

As if she had no interest, as if she didn’t understand what he was saying.

However, the man sitting in front of her was completely different from anyone she had met so far.

He had to be different.

In the first place, there was no point in trying to hide something from someone who knew everything and came looking for her.

“The head of the Kashgar County, Sepher.”

“…”

“Now that Nudia, the external enemy, has been removed, I’m trying to eliminate the internal enemy.”

Sion tapped the table with his index finger, put on a faint smile, and continued.

“I thought you might be aiming for him first.”

“Do you know what you’re saying?”

“Some of the walls surrounding the royal palace will collapse tonight.

With a crash!

Knights and mages will gather, but conversely, they will use the gap to infiltrate the interior through insiders.

And they will attack the nobles.

You can kill them, injure them, or do nothing.

Either way, humans will bite and tear at each other.

Once the kingdom is divided, the purification process will be even easier.

That’s the content of this operation.”

Twitch.

As soon as Sion finished speaking, Helen’s fingertips trembled slightly.

It was exactly the same as what the radical fairies had told her, without a single error.

It was as if they were telling the story again, not a single word was wrong.

“…Are you playing with me because you think I’m just a merchant?”

“What will you get?

Of course, Sepher’s death.

If the chaos in the kingdom accelerates, they’ll think that even if the head of the family dies, the political strife is intensifying!

Because.”

“Young Master Sion Claussen.”

“But you know.

Helen Hines.

Daughter of the Forest.

If I were you, I wouldn’t take revenge so naively.”

Bang!

As soon as Sion finished speaking, Helen jumped up from her seat.

At the same time, she slammed the table as it was, and it was so hard that the large table broke in two with a loud crash!

“Whoa, fiery.”

But Sion was not at all flustered.

Fairies are definitely strong, and even half-bloods are much stronger than ordinary humans.

But right now, there wasn’t a single ordinary human next to him.

“If you move even one more finger, I’ll cut your throat.”

The moment Helen jumped up from her seat, Rishikida had already drawn her sword.

Lilith was sitting still in her seat, but she had already finished preparing to cast a spell as soon as Helen showed even a little more hostility.

Lucia was also very nervous, but she was preparing to use magic, and Kim Yoo-hyun’s hand was already on the sword hilt.

They could kill Helen at least three times before she could do anything.

“Helen.

I’m not here to fight, I’m here to make a deal.”

“…”

“So, everyone, sit down.

Rishi, put your sword away.

Everyone else, calm down and sit down.”

Sion smiled slyly, looked at the table that had been broken in two, and even muttered, ‘It was quite good wood, what a pity.’

But Helen remained standing there, glaring at Sion with a blue light in her eyes.

Unable to watch any longer, Rishikida couldn’t hide her displeasure and tried to draw her sword again, but this time, she was stopped by Sion’s restraint and returned the sword again.

Sion, who had been looking at the mysterious fairy woman for a while, let out a small sigh and opened his mouth.

“A nobleman who is a waste, an unredeemable brat.

A good-for-nothing who will ruin his family.”

“…?”

“There was a time when everyone called me that.

According to rumors, I was indulging in women every day, squandering my family’s wealth.

I was a little depressed and holed up, but not to that extent.

But still.

I quite liked those titles, those rumors.

Do you know why?

No matter what I did, no one suspected me and just let it go.”

At Sion’s words, Helen stared at the beautiful young man in front of her, as if asking what he meant.

“It wasn’t that difficult for me to secretly find out those who were trying to cause chaos in the kingdom, or to uncover the truth about the guy who was acting like a good nobleman and benevolent head of the family on the outside, but doing all sorts of dirty things behind the scenes.”

“That means…”

“Don’t try to deny it, Helen.

I have all the predictions that this place has been used as a hideout for radical fairies for several years, and the evidence to match.”

Of course, it’s a complete lie.

He’s just telling the truth, not a prediction, and of course, there’s no evidence.

“At the same time, I know exactly what you want.

The death of that cowardly nobleman who gave you a hellish life and even refused to dirty his own hands.”

“How… how do you know…?”

A light of embarrassment briefly lingered in Helen’s eyes before disappearing.

How could that man know the secret that she had never told anyone, and would never tell anyone until she died!

“First, sit down.

It hurts my neck to look up at you.”

Whether it was a joke to ease the atmosphere, or the first and last warning to her.

She couldn’t tell exactly, but Helen reflexively sat down at those words.

She had a feeling that if she insisted, something bad would happen.

“I never tried to dig up your secrets.

This is the truth.

It’s just that while investigating the corruption of the Kashgar County, a woman suddenly disappeared, and your appearance happened around the same time.”

“That’s just…”

“A prediction?”

At Sion’s question, Helen closed her mouth.

The eyes of the person she was facing were full of conviction.

It was something that only someone who already had definite evidence in their hands could show, something that could not be dismissed with any words.

“I’ll tell you in advance, Helen.

I don’t understand your past, your pain, that terrible life.”

At those words that he didn’t understand, Helen felt a fire rising in her chest again.

Was he going to take sides because they were the same humans?

Or was he telling her to be grateful and live, since the end of most fairies captured as slaves was death?

But the words that followed were not like that.

“Of course, I don’t understand.

Because no one can empathize with someone else’s pain as much as that person felt it.

Because my pain is greater than someone else’s pain.

The words ‘I understand’ and ‘I sympathize’ are words that only those who have a guilty conscience say.

At least, that’s what I think.”

“…”

Perhaps it was because an unexpected answer came out.

Helen stared at Sion with slightly surprised eyes.

But Sion’s story was just beginning.

“Also, I have no intention of stopping your revenge.

Some morons say that forgiving the other person is the best revenge, that there is no sweet revenge in the world, that only emptiness comes with revenge, but I’m going to smash the heads of those who say such nonsense.

Real revenge is sweet, refreshing, and exhilarating.

Those kinds of nonsense are just excuses for losers who don’t have the courage or ability to take revenge properly.”

“…”

“In that sense, the revenge you want to take.

That revenge to take that man’s life.

That’s not real ‘revenge’.”

“Then.”

Helen, who had been listening quietly, opened her mouth.

Her eyes, which had been lifeless and devoid of emotion until just now, were now burning fiercely.

“Then, you.

What do you think that revenge is, that you say such things?

To the one who took everything from me.

Do you think there is another revenge other than death?”

“You’re saying the obvious.

Why kill him?

You shouldn’t kill him.”

“…What?”

“You said he took everything from you.

Then you have to take everything back.

Power, wealth, honor, family, everything.

And you have to take away the right to die, hold it, shake it, giggle and laugh while shaking it, and give him pain worse than hell.

Isn’t that what you can call real revenge?”

Helen, who was about to say something, twitched and closed her mouth.

She had been sharpening the blade of revenge, holding it in her heart for nearly 10 years.

But the moment she met the man’s eyes, which were flashing with madness, she instinctively realized.

Sion Claussen, the war hero, was just a madman.

“I’ll make you one last offer, Helen Hines.

Let’s make a deal.

I’ll give you a more satisfying ending than any revenge, so just promise me this one thing.”

He said he didn’t understand.

But as she looked at Sion, who understood her more than anyone, even more than her own race, and was harshly cursing the target of her revenge, Helen unknowingly answered.

“…What do you want?”

Then Sion grinned and replied.

“How about moving up that operation you were going to do today a little earlier?”

[Author’s Note]

My laptop broke down all morning and afternoon, and I almost had a big problem…

Recommendations are always a great strength to the author.