Chapter 4. When I Came Back, My Home Was On Fire (4)

Translator: Aura

She didn’t know much about Lee Soyoon’s preferences, but by observing what she had turned her into, she could deduce some things for herself.

‘How long was she here?’

When Nadia closed and opened her eyes, she saw a calendar hanging on the wall.

‘March 12, 6247, Imperial Calendar.’

Here it had only been two years since she disappeared. Could this be considered a blessing in the midst of misfortune?

‘Two years. It’s been two years…’

She didn’t know what trouble Lee Soyoon had gotten her into, but she believed there was still time to reverse it somehow if she tried hard.

Nadia tried to cheer herself up.

*System Message*

– Warning. Your karma meter has reached its limit.
– The Fate Quest will begin soon.

“… System message?”

She thought she would never see it again, until it appeared before her eyes.

‘What… What’s going on? My soul will be transmigrated again?!’

Nadia, who believed that it was the phenomenon of soul transmigration, looked around in confusion.

*System Message*

– You have incurred the wrath of fate.
– In a moment you will meet your fate.

However, the halo of light of transmigration did not appear.

‘Isn’t it a transmigration?’

*System Message*

– Ten seconds for your meeting with your fate.

After the brief system message, the countdown started without delay.

9… 8… 7…

-Clomp, Clomp-

Heavy footsteps were heard in the distance.

Nadia instinctively realized that someone was coming and opened the closet to look for clothes to cover her body.

“Huh…”

However, there were many inappropriate clothes inside. Nadia took out the only somewhat modest robe and covered her body well.

-Knock!!! Knock!!! Knock!!!-

‘Oh, my!’

She shrugged her shoulders at the knocks on the wooden door that seemed about to break it.

‘What the hell? Why so angry?’

-KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!!-

Since there was no response, the person knocked on the door harder this time.

Hesitantly, Nadia finally turned the doorknob.

“Ugh…!”

When she opened the door, she frowned at the horrible smell of alcohol that assailed her.

Nadia took a step back, as if pursued by the odor of alcohol. At that instant, an attractive man entered.

What?

Nadia’s eyes widened as soon as she recognized the visitor’s face.

Lexion Armada.

A man with pure silver hair and blue eyes filled with sacred power.

The most sacred blood of the Izettain Empire.

He was a knight favored by both the High Priest and the Emperor, and the second son of Duke Armada.

He was handsome, of noble blood and of such remarkable skills that he became a master swordsman.

He had been born with more attributes and qualities than any other noble could wish for, but the words used to refer to him were completely different.

‘Lexion’s crazy dog.’