I Would Like To Live A Different Life If I Could Go Back In Time - Episode 48

The next day, I go to school as if nothing had happened.

Yesterday, I regretted letting my emotions show, but this morning, I am trying to switch my mindset.

Since then, my father told me to come back home for a while, but I made an excuse that the academy is busy.

Sigh.

What will happen to me from now on?

I wonder if I should have packed my things just in case.

After finishing the morning study and enjoying lunch with Miss Rees, someone approached and asked, “Do you have time this afternoon?”

It was the Grand Commander Brol.

“No, I’m busy, you know?”

“That’s true. However, I would like to hear more details about yesterday’s conversation. We also don’t want to force you to go to the palace.”

“…sigh. Understood. Rees, sorry for bothering you. See you tomorrow.”

“Lady Yuria, see you tomorrow.”

I became irritable when I was interrupted while enjoying some time with Liz in the courtyard.

Why is the Grandmaster Brol in the academy?

Moreover, calling me.

Am I being made the culprit after all?

Should I have run away? Unable to read the expression of General Brol, I pondered what to do while tidying up and stood up.

Should I call it a gentle escort? I boarded the carriage with General Brol and the knights.

That’s right. I plan to go to Professor Paron’s place today.

“General Brol, excuse me. May I send a magical message?”

“Where are you sending it?”

“Today, to the place I was supposed to go. It would cause trouble for the other person.”

“Ah, I’m sorry about that. It’s no problem.”

I just sent Professor Paron a message saying, “I’ve been suddenly called to the palace, so I’m going. I won’t be able to respond for a while.” I don’t know who else it was sent to.

Because it would cause trouble for the teacher.

And so the carriage stopped in front of the knight’s barracks, and I was taken straight to the barracks. Am I going to be framed as the culprit from now on?

I was taken to the room for interrogation. As expected, it seems I can’t use magic.

“Lady Yuria, please have a seat.”

I sat in the chair as the chancellor instructed. It must be a room for interrogating nobles. Compared to the chairs for commoners, it has a slightly more luxurious feel.

“So, what do you intend to achieve by interrogating me?”

“Because this was the only room available. I see you know this is the usual interrogation room.”

“Yeah. I was often brought here by my neighbor.”

Casually mention a past event.

“Um, I would like you to tell me in detail about the events that happened before Lady Yuria’s time was reversed.”

“So, are you going to frame me as the culprit?”

“I would never frame someone as the culprit. I have not received any orders from His Majesty either.”

“I see. So, what do you want to know?”

“It’s about your relationship with His Highness Randolph, isn’t it?”

“If I collapse, will you call a doctor immediately?”

“Yes, of course.”

From there, I talked about how I became His Highness’s fiancée and how we spent our time together.

When we first entered the academy, we used to call each other by our names and were very close. Before I knew it, Lady Vera had started to get involved and was always sticking to His Highness. Then, around the time we became second-year students, His Highness began to distance himself from me, but I was still his fiancée.

After graduating, I was summoned by His Highness Randolph and told that I had been made a criminal I didn’t even commit in front of the nobles.

After that, I spoke about how I was imprisoned in a common cell, raped by men for several days under the prince’s orders, and then publicly executed in the central square of the royal capital.

Along the way, the trembling was severe.

Even though I felt like throwing up many times. Of course, proving that what I say is true is difficult.

I also talked about incidents unrelated to myself. There was a murder in front of the jewelry store in the royal capital on the 10th. January, a famine occurred in the territory, and they provided rice at a rate of three hundred gold pieces, and so on.

The secretary who was with General Brol was writing down every single word without missing a beat.

Because the marriage was decided, I know the secrets of the royal family. But I won’t reveal the details. Because that would mean I would have to die.

The General Brol didn’t change his expression and continued to ask questions calmly.

“Director Brol, may I return to the dormitory now?”

Has it been five hours since we started talking? I’ve been talking non-stop and I’m so tired.

Being asked the same thing over and over again and having it confirmed.

It’s not like I killed anyone!

I’m exhausted. I really might end up being framed as the culprit.

“Lady Yuria, thank you for your cooperation. Please tell me more tomorrow.”

After saying that, Commander Brol sent me back to the dormitory in the knight order’s carriage.

For the week that followed, I was taken to the interrogation room every afternoon under the pretext of an interview and made to talk.

“The culprit must be that woman. Everyone keeps asking me. It’s always the same question. It’s like I’m being treated as the criminal. I don’t want to get involved any more than this.”

I mutter softly. The leader of Brol never opened his mouth.

I was taken back to the dorm late again tonight.

I lay down on the bed, exhausted, but there was nothing to eat, so I stood up unsteadily.

I’m already tired.

Over and over again, they make me remember my painful past and tell me to cooperate.

People who even think that it’s fine as long as I endure it.

Forget it.

I thought about graduating from the academy, but I’ve just had enough of everything.

I changed my clothes and then casually went out to the town to buy some bread.

I’m such an idiot.

The bakery is closed at this hour, right? I must be tired because I did something out of the ordinary.

Me, walking down the street unsteadily.

I was walking while zoning out. But when I stopped, there was the clinic I always went to.

Ah, my feet have brought me here on their own. I push open the clinic door late at night and step inside. The door is always open for emergency patients.

“An emergency patient, perhaps? …Lady Yuria!?”

“Teacher…”

I think I lost consciousness right after seeing Dr. Paron, probably because I felt relieved.