Author: Asternkm

The elves were flustered.

Arellin tried her hardest to explain that the branch disappearing wasn’t her fault, but in truth, there was no need for that.

Every elf without exception was connected to the World Tree, and because of that, they fully understood the “will of the World Tree.”

‘No… how could something like this happen.’

What shocked them wasn’t the disappearance of the branch—it was the fact that a non-elf had gone to the World Tree’s domain and returned without going insane.

The World Tree’s domain was a place where the memories of “trees, land, and elves,” from the moment the World Tree first existed until now, were all mixed together and piled up.

That was why even elves suffered strong aftereffects for a while after visiting.

‘Could it be… not human?’

The elves felt curiosity for the first time in a very long while, and Arellin had to pay a very harsh price for it.

‘Never coming here again!’

Still, there was something she had to do before leaving.

“Please give me another World Tree branch.”

“Oh.”

I need to use it to fix my master.

 

 

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I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the World Tree branch I’d received again.

‘The World Tree seemed to know who my real father is.’

I’d heard roughly from the elves what kind of place the World Tree’s domain was. Something like… the Akashic Records.

‘Why is the life of a supposedly short-lived extra this turbulent?’

As if answering my question, the status window popped up with [Do I look like protagonist material?], but I ignored it cleanly.

I’d be perfectly satisfied living peacefully like this, but this world didn’t seem willing to let me.

Just where did my life start going wrong?

Thinking that, I was walking through the imperial palace corridor when—

“Ah.”

Of all people, I ran into Chloe.

 

 

****

 

 

 

【★TIP. Let’s quickly clear the main scenario!】

→ If you head back right now, something good might happen?

Following the kind guidance of the status window, Chloe quickly returned to the imperial palace, taking advantage of the chaos at the Gremwart ducal family’s will-opening ceremony.

‘What kind of good thing is supposed to happen if I go back right away?’

She was thinking that when—

They ran into each other.

The person she’d tried so hard to find over the past few weeks, without success!

‘The Halbern young lady.’

Chloe’s face brightened.

Afraid Arellin might run away, Chloe approached her immediately and greeted her gracefully.

“Hello, it’s nice to meet you.”

After all, you can’t spit on a smiling face.

Sure enough, even though the Halbern young lady’s expression stiffened, she still accepted Chloe’s greeting.

“…Hello.”

Then came the quest clear notification.

【Main Scenario I, Greeting the Key Characters (Complete!)】

【Affinity System Unlocked!】

As Chloe clenched her fist while quickly scanning the system window floating in front of her—

“What are you looking at?”

“Huh?”

Ah—right, we were talking.

Chloe smiled again. And seeing her up close, she somehow looked even harder to approach.

‘This is weird. I’m the protagonist—so why does she look prettier than me?’

“My name is Chloe. I hadn’t seen you before, miss, so I took the liberty of greeting you.”

For some reason, Chloe felt like the young lady in front of her frowned at the word “first,” but no matter how much she looked, there was no actual change in expression.

She simply returned the greeting with doll-like elegance.

“I am Arellin of Halbern. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Ah, yes.”

And then, a brief silence.

As Chloe subtly searched for the right moment to leave this unbearably awkward situation, a sudden chill ran down the back of her neck.

“Miss Chloe.”

“Yes?”

Why did those gentle-colored eyes feel so frightening?

Chloe truly didn’t understand.

“Is this really the ‘first’ time you’ve seen me?”

It sounded almost like a scolding—as if Chloe wasn’t allowed to be seeing her for the first time.

Chloe thought about it carefully, then laughed.

“Come to think of it, it’s not the first time.”

“Isn’t it?”

“Yes, we met before in the audience chamber. Hehe.”

“…….”

Seeing Arellin’s smile turn cold, Chloe cursed inwardly.

‘Why on earth would the creator make a character like this?’

 

 

****

 

 

 

To uncover the exact circumstances and truth behind the disappearance of the Gremwart ducal family’s will, an investigation team was dispatched from the imperial palace.

With a new incident +1 added, it was only natural that Emperor Edward, who loved peace, was furious.

But the one most dissatisfied with the situation was the second son, Jarve.

On the surface, it looked like the Gremwart family had split and fallen into internal conflict, but in reality, Jarve had everything firmly under his control and was simply waiting to ascend to the ducal seat.

“Damn it, damn it, damn it!”

I had everything ready to make the position of next Duke of Gremwart mine!

“That stupid third brother tried to scheme something with that pretty little bastard of his, but he couldn’t even get near the Halbern young lady? Hah! Such incredible luck came to me, so why did this kind of misfortune—!”

That was when—

“Jarve.”

A cold, flat voice.

The magical lights in the office—already wrecked by Jarve’s rage—went out. In an instant, someone’s presence filled the room, and Jarve immediately bowed his head.

This was a voice he wasn’t allowed to face.

“M-My lord.”

“I’ve heard the news.”

Jarve felt like his heart was shrinking with fear. His body trembled on its own, terrified of being discarded by his master.

“I—I’m sorry. I was inadequate…”

In the darkness, ominous golden eyes narrowed, their pupils splitting vertically.

The great being who had once approached Jarve, promising to hand him Gremwart.

“If you just give me a little more time—”

“No. There’s no need to rely on your foolish hands. ‘That’ has already been taken care of.”

“……!”

As expected of such a great being.

Jarve shuddered. Having been chosen by this existence, he feared not even Halbern.

“Th-then what should I do?”

A faint laugh echoed.

“Do what you’ve been doing.”

He gave his command.

“Lie low, and spread the blessed medicine I gave you to even more people.”

Jarve’s eyes widened.

“But then the chaos in the backstreets will only grow worse.”

“That’s exactly what I want.”

“……!”

Light returned to the darkened room. The magical lamps flickered back on.

As his master concealed his presence, he left one final warning.

“Be wary of the imperial palace.”

“Yes, O Black Star.”

 

 

****

 

 

To uncover the exact circumstances and truth behind the disappearance of the Gremwart ducal family’s will, an investigation team was dispatched from the imperial palace.

With a new incident +1 added, it was only natural that Emperor Edward, who loved peace, was furious.

But the one most dissatisfied with the situation was the second son, Jarve.

On the surface, it looked like the Gremwart family had split and fallen into internal conflict, but in reality, Jarve had everything firmly under his control and was simply waiting to ascend to the ducal seat.

“Damn it, damn it, damn it!”

I had everything ready to make the position of next Duke of Gremwart mine!

“That stupid third brother tried to scheme something with that pretty little bastard of his, but he couldn’t even get near the Halbern young lady? Hah! Such incredible luck came to me, so why did this kind of misfortune—!”

That was when—

“Jarve.”

A cold, flat voice.

The magical lights in the office—already wrecked by Jarve’s rage—went out. In an instant, someone’s presence filled the room, and Jarve immediately bowed his head.

This was a voice he wasn’t allowed to face.

“M-My lord.”

“I’ve heard the news.”

Jarve felt like his heart was shrinking with fear. His body trembled on its own, terrified of being discarded by his master.

“I—I’m sorry. I was inadequate…”

In the darkness, ominous golden eyes narrowed, their pupils splitting vertically.

The great being who had once approached Jarve, promising to hand him Gremwart.

“If you just give me a little more time—”

“No. There’s no need to rely on your foolish hands. ‘That’ has already been taken care of.”

“……!”

As expected of such a great being.

Jarve shuddered. Having been chosen by this existence, he feared not even Halbern.

“Th-then what should I do?”

A faint laugh echoed.

“Do what you’ve been doing.”

He gave his command.

“Lie low, and spread the blessed medicine I gave you to even more people.”

Jarve’s eyes widened.

“But then the chaos in the backstreets will only grow worse.”

“That’s exactly what I want.”

“……!”

Light returned to the darkened room. The magical lamps flickered back on.

As his master concealed his presence, he left one final warning.

“Be wary of the imperial palace.”

“Yes, O Black Star.”

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