The Youngest Daughter of the Swordsmanship Family Turned Great Mage (32 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 2
‘Goddess, thank you.’
Rogette offered a prayer of gratitude in her heart and then opened her mouth.
“Jane, you know that pink dress you bought last time?”
“Yeah.”
“Could you not wear it for a while?”
“It’s not difficult, but why all of a sudden?”
Rogette quickly made up a plausible excuse.
“It’s thin. If you go out wearing that, you might catch a fever like I did.”
“Ah, is that so?”
“Yeah. Jane, after being sick, I realized how terrible it is to be ill. So let’s wear that dress when spring comes. And whenever you wear it, go out with me.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to see you looking pretty!”
When Rogette spoke while trying her best to sound like a child, Jane burst into laughter.
“You must really like that dress, huh? Alright. From now on, I’ll only wear it when I go out with our Rose. No, actually, I won’t wear it at all. Come to think of it, it would suit you better than me. I’ll keep it and give it to you when you grow a little more.”
“That’s not necessary.”
“No, I like it more when Rose wears it.”
Seeing Jane giggle, Rogette felt her nose sting again. She threw herself into Jane’s arms once more.
“Jane, for a while, don’t go out to the village and stay with me.”
Jane gently patted her head.
“Our Rose got sick and now she’s become more clingy, huh? Alright. I won’t go anywhere for a while, I’ll stay with you.”
“It’s a promise.”
When Rogette held out her pinky finger, Jane hooked her own pinky around it without hesitation.
“Okay, a promise.”
Jane’s hand that touched hers was warm. Unlike the cold hand from when she was dying, it held warmth.
Rogette tightly grasped Jane’s hand and made a vow once more.
That she would definitely save Jane.
And unlike the past, she would avoid Marquis Dallas and live happily with her.
[This is the timeline separator]“……Jette.”
“Mmm.”
At the buzzing voice by her ear, Rogette pulled the blanket over her head. Her body felt sluggish and sleep was pouring over her, so she wanted to keep sleeping like this without being disturbed.
However, it seemed the unwelcome guest had no intention of letting her sleep.
“Hey, Rogette!”
A loud shout rang out, and the blanket was snatched away. As the blanket that had been covering her body disappeared, the cold air made her shiver.
“Get up for a moment.”
Rogette immediately recognized this rough boy’s voice. It was Jude, the brat who bothered her almost every day.
Is he here to bother me again?
He was a friend she had met again after returning to the past, but given the situation, irritation outweighed any sense of familiarity. Rogette’s replying voice naturally became sharp.
“What is it? Why are you waking someone who’s sleeping?”
However, because of her drowsiness, her voice drooped contrary to her intention. She heard Jude chuckle.
“Hey, you look like an idiot right now.”
“Did you come just to make fun of me?”
“No, that’s not it.”
Rogette narrowed her eyes and glared at him. Jude then fidgeted and carefully watched her reaction.
“Where did Jane go? I haven’t seen her for a while.”
Rogette yawned and answered half-heartedly.
“She went to the village.”
“I saw her go to the village too, but she still hasn’t come back?”
The nuance of “still” felt strange. Rogette, looking at the winter sunset beginning to turn crimson, asked in an anxious voice. When Jane had left for the village, it had clearly been broad daylight with the sun high in the sky.
“Jude, how long has it been since she left?”
“Huh? Um, maybe about an hour? No, closer to two now?”
It takes about twenty minutes round trip to the village at a child’s pace. Jane had said she would come back quickly because she was worried about Rogette, so she should have returned long ago. There was no reason for her to be out for two hours.
Cold sweat ran down her back. Her heart, sensing danger instinctively, pounded violently.
“Huh? Rose? Hey, Rose! Where are you going?”
Rogette sprang up and started running toward the village. Jude shouted as he chased after her from behind, but she ignored him and kept running.
She was usually slower than Jude, but for some reason she found strength and quickly left him behind. She had no time to put on shoes and ran out barefoot, so the soles of her feet hurt, but she could not stop.
‘Jane!’
Please, let it not be what she was thinking! But the growing anxiety filled her eyes with tears, and her vision began to blur.
Because of that, she failed to see the stone on the ground, tripped over it, and tumbled forward.
“Hey, are you okay?”
A woman helped her up and asked, but Rogette merely nodded faintly before running again. And when she reached the village, the sight that greeted her was horrific.
“Where did you learn such wicked behavior!”
“The only thing you’ve learned is how to steal, isn’t it?”
The villagers had gathered in a small square. They surrounded someone and threw stones.
Though she couldn’t see clearly who was at the center from a distance, Rogette was certain it was Jane.
Jane, who had been smiling kindly just two hours ago, was now collapsed on the ground, covered in blood.
It was exactly the same as the scene she had seen in the past.
‘Jane was definitely wearing different clothes, so why?’
Then why was this happening again?
Rogette realized it too late.
‘The clothes were just an excuse.’
People didn’t truly believe that Jane had stolen anything. They just needed someone to vent their anger on.
It was said that this year’s rainfall was lower than last year, so the harvest had significantly decreased. Naturally, some people were struggling to make ends meet.
To those people, Jane—an orphan they considered beneath them, someone who gave them a sense of superiority—being happy was simply unpleasant. The new dress was merely an excuse.
If not the dress, then the money she had, and if not that, then the snacks she bought. There were plenty of excuses.
Only now, after turning back time, did she realize it. From the beginning, the plan to protect Jane had been an unattainable dream. No matter how she tried to avoid it, Jane would have suffered the same fate.
But what had changed was Rogette. She was no longer the cowardly child who had hidden in fear and trembled at the sight of enraged people.
Rogette screamed and rushed into the crowd.
“Don’t bully my sister! You demons!”
“What’s with this kid now?”
“What, demons?”
Ignoring the murmuring voices, Rogette ran forward and hugged Jane. Even while bleeding, Jane was still tightly clutching a paper bag.
This, too, was the same as before. As always, Jane must have come out to buy snacks for Rogette with the money she had saved.
Foolish… what was so lovable about a younger sister who couldn’t do anything? Tears filled with sorrow dripped onto Jane’s bloodstained forehead.
“S-sister. Please open your eyes. Please? Jane.”
No matter how much she called, Jane did not respond.
It was happiness she had barely regained by turning back time. The two days she had spent with Jane were far happier than the twelve years she had lived with the Dallas Family. She thought that only happiness awaited her this time—how could she make such a mistake?
It was all her fault. If she had known this would happen and stopped Jane beforehand…
This time, stones began to fall on Rogette as well. The cackling laughter and furious voices of the people were terrifying.
“It’s because of people like you that the Goddess is angry and the crops have failed!”
“If you hadn’t clung to us like parasites, this wouldn’t have happened!”
No. They had never lived off others even once.
The orphanage where Rogette stayed was run by a temple, and they lived mostly on goods and money sponsored by noble families. They had never once begged from or relied on these people.
Then why did they resent them?
But Rogette could not argue with them. What mattered now was Jane.
“Jane, please, just breathe.”
As long as she was breathing—if she was just breathing—she could save Jane. She was no longer the helpless and powerless child she used to be.
At that moment, Jane let out the breath she had been holding. Rogette, filled with joy, placed her hand on Jane’s forehead.
‘Wait, will it really be okay?’
For some reason, she felt uneasy that if she used this magic, Marquis Dallas would come find her. Despite her resolve to escape him and live happily with Jane, it felt as though she would be caught by him again.
But her hesitation was brief. Even if she had to live in hell, as long as Jane lived safely, she would be happy.
Without further hesitation, Rogette began to manipulate mana. The immense mana was too much for her young body to bear, and it felt like her insides were being clawed by nails.
Swallowing down the hot sensation rising in her throat, Rogette cast healing magic on Jane.
Light radiated from where she touched Jane, and Jane’s wounds began to disappear gradually.
The forehead that had been torn by stones, the knees scraped from falling, and the soles of her feet injured by stepping on stones after losing her shoes. All of it returned to normal without a single scar.
Her now clean forehead looked so perfect that, if not for the blood that had been there, one wouldn’t know she had been injured. Jane did not open her eyes, but her breathing was steady as if she were merely asleep.
The people who witnessed this scene all dropped to their knees.
“A Saintess?”
“The Saintess has appeared!”
“Saintess, my child is sick too, please take a look just once.”
Seeing their changed attitude, Rogette felt a surge of disgust. Before and after healing Jane, she was the same person. Yet why had they despised and scorned her before, and now revered her?
Why were those who had thrown stones at her now showing goodwill?
Just as Rogette was about to say something to them—
“Do you have no conscience at all?”
An angry voice rang out from the entrance of the square. Though not particularly loud, the man’s voice, deep and weighty, seemed to fill the entire space.
Rogette flinched at the unfamiliar yet somehow familiar voice.
And when the man pushed through the crowd and approached her, she nearly went into shock.
“Are you alright?”
The man with platinum blond hair and purple eyes who politely extended his hand to her was unmistakably Duke Adrian.
He looked younger than she remembered, but it was undoubtedly Duke Adrian. She could never forget that beautiful and distinctive hair color.
And he was also the man who had died by Rogette’s magic in the past.
At the same time, she recalled Joshua, who had been crying before her at the moment of his death. Why did she think of him at this moment?
“What is your name?”
Rogette, who had been recalling Joshua’s face, snapped back to reality at Duke Adrian’s sudden question.
“Rogette…….”
“Rogette. Then your nickname must be Rose. It’s a pretty name that suits your hair.”
Despite the compliment, Rogette could not bring herself to say thank you. Ever since facing Duke Adrian, her body had been trembling like a leaf.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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I like it. Even if they are not bad people, is normal for a child to ask, and not just accept stuff that easily like the oldest brother hahaha
I knew the sister would be nice. I felt it even more hc her personality is rather blunt. I hope the baby gets used to her new house soon
Poor director haha finally we have an honest and good director. But the duke’s suspicion has a reason