When My Enemies Began to Regret Chapter 153 - 42. I Wish That Would Happen to Me. (2)

Author: alyalia

“I make a living by digging up the grassroots around here, but with my injuries like this, I can’t move until I get better. But I have a young child.”

 

The beggar grabbed the hem of her clothes and started to cry and beg. If things continued like this, her precious son would starve to death. She begged for help to save him.

 

“Please… Please. Please let me get past this crisis… Lady, kind Lady.”

 

“…”

 

“Or at least please give me money to heal my leg… If you save me just this once, I will never forget this favor until I die…!”

 

Money to heal her leg. Money enough for her child to eat well. Both were amounts that Fanora couldn’t pay.

 

“I’m sorry, but I don’t have any money anymore.”

 

“E-even though you’re a noble?”

 

“In your eyes, I may seem like a precious daughter of a noble family, but in fact, I’m a person who was cast out of my family…”

 

Besides, there was nothing that could have been more ungrateful of the beggar. She asked for bread, so she gave it. She asked her to move her to home, so she helped her up the hill while groaning. The beggar asked for favors endlessly just because Fanora was a kind person.  

 

“…”

 

The noble lady with black hair soon looked dark. As she remained silent while lowering her head, the beggar also quietly let go of the hem she had been holding onto.

 

“W-what I just said… you can forget it… please give me money for the last time…”

 

It was the moment when the beggar muttered.

 

“W-what are you doing now?”

 

The noble lady suddenly took off her shoes. They were pink shoes that the countess had hastily bought for her for the royal ball. This was the most expensive thing Fanora had in the past.

 

“This is the only valuable thing I have left, so sell it and use it.”

 

Fanora gave her shoes, and the beggar was surprised. But Fanora didn’t bat an eye as she stepped on the ground with her bare feet. She looked detached.

 

“I wish there were more people like Lady in the world.”

 

“…”

 

“You’re really a person without greed.”

 

The beggar, who was staring at the pink shoes, suddenly grabbed Fanora’s arm as she was about to leave. It was clearly a helpless hand until a moment ago. This time, her strength was too strong to shake off.

 

“I have been desperately looking for someone like you for the past few years.”

 

What followed was a strange remark. Fanora was under the illusion that her voice sounded younger and younger.

 

“Saving pocket money is easy, but helping others by giving a piece of your thing in difficult circumstances is challenging.”

 

“…?’

 

“Lady, kind Lady. I want to repay someone like you.”

 

Fanora looked back in amazement. Then, with a gentle smile, the woman, took out a shiny object from her arms. It was an earring with a long gold decoration and a cow drawn on one side.

 

“…”

 

Fanora could vaguely feel that this was not made by humans.

 

“This is Europa, the holy relic of God. If you have this, you can live forever young and beautiful.”

 

“Why are you showing me this?”

 

“Because I’m going to give this to you, Lady.”

 

The owner of the holy relic held out the relic in her grasp and spoke in a rapid fire. It was a voice full of joy. “I have been traveling for a very long time. To find the next owner of the holy relic. But finally, someone who met the criteria appeared. You’re the right fit!”

 

“…”

 

“A person who is so kind, yet immersed in misfortune…”

 

She took action to confirm that her words were not false. She forcibly placed Europa on top of Fanora’s hand, allowing her to feel the power of the holy relic.

 

“This is the reward I can give you, Lady.”

 

“…”

 

But Fanora listened calmly and shook her head. “No. I don’t need any more time.”

 

Fanora’s face, saying so, was as cold as a body deep in water. “ I don’t want to live any longer.”

 

“…”

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

Only when the beggar saw her eyes behind her black hair did she understand Fanora’s feelings. Fanora’s eyes were filled with sadness. She had already been hurt too much.

 

“It’s a pity…”

 

The beggar couldn’t let go of Fanora’s hand. She said, sweeping away the poor woman’s hand. “No matter how sad you’re now, find something you like first.”

 

“…”

 

“Eat something delicious, get some rest, and find happiness again.”

 

She also said that she’s too young to give up life already. It was all a stereotype.

 

“…”

 

When the noble lady didn’t answer, the beggar continued with suggestion. “This year, I decided to look for a new owner at Kasius. I don’t plan on leaving the capital this summer.”

 

“…”

 

“I will stay here for the next three months to find someone to give Europa to, but if you change your mind in the meantime, please come back.”

 

Fanora was completely speechless when she heard those words but soon went barefoot. That was her first and last meeting with the owner of Europa.

 

Fanora, who went down downtown, immediately stood on the carriage, where accidents often occur to commit suicide. And she was about to jump in front of the carriage from afar, but a thought occurred to her at that moment. What if the employer fires the coachman because they caused an accident? Am I ruining the coachman’s life?

 

Her concern for others precedes her fear of death. She ended up hesitant and failed her first attempt. In order to find a way to not bother anyone, she went back to her home that day.

 

On her way back home, she looked forward to it for a while. Fanora wished her family would notice she was gone and worry about her. It would be nice if she opened the door and found them crying, asking why she returned now and apologizing for doing something wrong.

 

“Everyone, I’m back.”

 

But her dream never came true. Even though she came back with her bare feet, her family just looked at her like she was crazy. No one worried about Fanora.

 

* * *

That’s what happened.

 

Fanora finished reminiscing about her past and returned to reality. The place where she stood was east of the capital. It was a busy street at the bottom of a salt hill, the same place she recalled.

 

Keugh…

 

On a familiar street, a familiar village beggar is lying down. Fanora smiled slightly after spotting a beggar wearing a shabby gray robe. What followed was like an actor following a set script.

 

“Are you okay? Have some of this.”

 

Fanora did the same to the middle-aged woman she found. Give her bread, carry her up the hill…

 

“I know it’s a shameless request, but please…!”

 

“…”

 

She also prepared the same items for today. Shabby, simple going-out clothes and cleanly polished pink shoes.

 

“I have no money.”

 

And these gloomy eyes.

 

Fanora calculatedly repeated that day’s events and took off her shoes like last time. The moment she handed her shoes over, she felt a little anxious. It’s not summer yet, but I’m glad she’s in the capital… But is this really okay? If she had heard rumors that I was the duke’s fiancée, her attitude might be different.

 

But this worry was nothing more than an unfounded one.

 

“Ah, kind Lady…”

 

The owner of Europa seemed completely unaware that this was their ‘second’ meeting. From her perspective, Fanora Celsius was simply an ideal owner.  

 

“I have been looking for someone like you. Now, this is my return for the kindness you showed me.”

 

Finally, in this life, she met the holy relic of eternal life. Fanora glanced at the earring presented in front of her and accepted it without delay.

 

It’s genuine. As soon as she held it in her hand, the strange feeling of a holy relic flowed into her. This time, she couldn’t feel the weight of the jewelry itself.

 

The Ganimede that Carl had had had texture and weight… That’s because of the plating.

 

She was even prepared to threaten her with force if she couldn’t get her hands on Europa. But how can she so obediently hand over the holy relic?

 

“I’m glad you like the holy relic. You will have a lot of time in the future.”

 

“…You said you had been looking for someone to hand over the holy relic for a long time, right?”

 

“Yes? Yes.”

 

Fanora asked the middle-aged woman a question, holding tightly the Europa she had been handed over. “Is it really okay to hand this over to me, who you’re seeing for the first time?”

 

This question was her last conscience. But the original owner of the holy relic smiled and said as if she had nothing to do with it. “I’ve been using it for a long time anyway. Now… I’m tired of it. Besides, the conditions for the person I was looking for were more complicated than you thought.”

 

“Complicated?”

 

“I wasn’t just looking for someone who wasn’t greedy.”

 

She coughed dryly a couple of times and continued speaking with a clearer pronunciation. “First of all, you have to be someone who can read.”

 

“Why?”

 

“For the class that didn’t even have the opportunity to learn, even if they had the holy relic, it would be quickly taken away.”

 

“…”

 

“And they had to be healthy at a young age.”

 

“Why is that?”

 

“You can see why when you put a holy thing on your body.”

 

Even after hearing that, Fanora did not wear it. As she remained silent, the middle-aged woman’s next words flowed out.

 

“The most important thing was, of course, a good person.”

 

“…”

 

“The final condition was that the person had a shadowy face.’

 

There were a total of five conditions she had put on her to find someone to give over Europa. To be able to read, young, healthy, kind, and miserable.

 

“You know what? Surprisingly, finding someone who fit all of these criteria was very difficult.”

 

“Really?”

 

“It took me no less than 70 years.”

 

Fanora opened her eyes wide when she heard the story. If it was 70 years ago, it was even before the holy relic related to Io even took place.

 

“It took me a long time.”

 

The previous owner of Europa began to recite as if reminiscing about the distant past.

 

 

People’s minds tend to become more bitter as they face poverty. She said she deliberately traveled to kingdoms where social conflicts have risen to find its next owner. So, even though it may have been a good intention to help me without any other thought, to her, she’s the first successor that has appeared in 70 years…

 

“…In fact, it may have been just an excuse to find its perfect next owner.”

 

“!”

 

“The moment I decided to let go of this treasure, I should have thrown it into the sea.” She murmured self-helpfully, saying she had come too far.

 

Fanora listened to it and put the holy relic in her arms. “Is there no price for this holy relic?”

 

“Price? I don’t know. Maybe living forever is the price…”

 

What followed was a brief explanation of the holy relic. Fanora nodded her head after hearing about Europa.

 

There’s no need to tell her that I’m not the one who will be using it.

 

Now that she had gotten what she wanted and learned how to use the holy relic, she had nothing left to do. So the moment Fanora greeted her to leave this place.

 

“Thank you. It was exactly what I needed…”

 

“Wait!”

 

Suddenly, her hand held her. Fanora was nervous that she would ask for her holy relic back, but her next words were a completely different sentence.

 

“I have one last piece of advice for you.”

 

“I will… listen.”

 

“Be happy, Lady.”

 

The soft voice she heard when she decided to die was repeated at this moment. Fanora couldn’t take her feet off when she heard her gentle voice.

 

“Immortality is not always a good thing, but time is like the ocean, diluting the difficult emotions of the present.”

 

“…”

 

“The day will come when even that sad face will smile as time passes. For that smiling face, I can now give my treasure without regret.”

 

“So promise me. You’ll be happy,” she said calmly, sweeping the back of Fanora’s hand with a dry hand.

 

Fanora of the past didn’t want to have any more time, but she could answer it now. “I promise.”

 

I will surely overcome the sorrow of the past and live with a smile.

 

That’s how she replied.

 

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