Somehow, The Villainess Who Regressed in Time Lost Her Magic Power, so She Turned into a Secluded Ma

Why would Master Theodore do that?

My consciousness triumphs over the fear I had previously felt, nailing it to Dear Theodore at the end of my gaze.

Master Theodore looks around to check his surroundings with a look of constant spare time and calm rushing like a lie. Then he seemed to find me immediately, and he ran up to me lying down and hugged me, 'Miss Rachel! Hang on!' he shook his body desperately speaking over and over again.

But I have not answered or opened my eyes to the sorrowful call of Lady Theodore, who has already run out.

"You guys?

"Ah?"

"I hear you guys did it."

When Master Theodore burns his red eyes with a flame of anger, his gaze remains toward me, and he speaks out to the thieves who remain blind and standing up.

Where did the thieves go earlier? They can't even seem to move with their complexion to an aura of anger that overwhelms Master Theodore's others.

Master Theodore looked back to the thief as he gently laid me back on the spot. From here on out, I can only see Theodore's back, so I don't know what the hell Theodore looks like right now.

But those tenacious thieves will feel an overwhelming disparity of power just because they confronted Master Theodore. You can't even move of your own free will, you're standing with a pale face. There are even some of them who have gone into the spot without even standing.

When the thieves I felt so terrified and nightmared, before Master Theodore, they are like frogs stared at by snakes. To that fact, I could not forbid to be stunned, just to keep an eye on its accomplishments.

"Come on, don't kill me..."

"We were asked to! If you resent me, go that way!

"Money, I'll give you all the money! So to life..."

The bandits, desperately begging for their lives with their blue-dyed faces, turn into a face of instant despair about what Lord Theodore has now given them.

"Money? You want me to do that?... right, I won't take my life '

In response, the thieves gave a slightly relieved look, with tension intact, and each other's faces. And when Master Theodore slowly approached them, they had a nasty grin that echoed.

But by Theodore's next words, he will also stand in the abyss of despair.

'I still have a lot to ask, and I won't take my life. But yeah... until I give you guys a hell of a long life ahead of you that I think would have been better off dead then'

"Ya, stop..."

"Don't come! Don't come, monster!

"... a monster, huh? I'm tired of hearing it."

With those words, the crawl out of the hand swung up by Master Theodore wraps them tight, and an ice cage emerges to surround them.

As if he could not hear the thieves shouting terror against it, Lady Theodore threw thunder at them, not saying it was extremely extreme.

Then, after the thieves raised their best shouts ever, they ceased to raise any voice, as if the earlier shouts were lies.

Huh?

What happened to them?

To the unusual sight in front of me, I just pressed and killed my breath to see.

And even though they killed me, what is the situation with the thieves? I look at it with a gaze, but I can't capture it because it's surrounded by an ice cage. Clarify your ears, but you will not hear a single voice of the thieves.

He's not dead... is he?

Earlier, Master Theodore said, "I won't take my life."

That means I stunned him... I wonder.

I was just surprised that Master Theodore showed up, but this situation is still happening.

Besides, my heart makes dodgy noises fast, and the sense of urgency in this place alone is going to make me fall even now.

But the biggest question is, why did Theodore show up here?

Whatever, this is me from the past.

In other words, if it was the sight of me killed at the age of eighteen, then I and Lady Theodore had little involvement in the last raw.

On the contrary, when I met him, he was not friendly to me, but it was Master Theodore who did not come closer than certain.

And yet, why?

Master Theodore, at the end of his gaze, moved Sarah and his lord, who had already died, just like me, to the bottom of the great tree by the side of the road, and placed flowers on each chest, hands together.

The way it looks, my chest hurts.

Because I felt sorry for them who had just been murdered with me, and a glimpse of Dear Theodore's kindness.

Then Lady Theodore approached me and, kneeling, stroked my cheek with a gentle hand. Those eyes were stained with sorrow, and even I could not breathe because my chest was tightened as I watched.

'It's late...... sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't keep my word. "

Master Theodore groans at me small and slowly and politely covers my entire body when he takes off the black robe of the sorcery division he was wearing.

"I'll get you back to your parents right away, so just wait a minute."

My parents' faces come to mind in the words of Lady Theodore, who whispered that to me in a gentle voice.

That's right.

How did my parents feel after they found out I was dead?

Even I may have made such a mistake, weeping and grieving.

When I think of it that way, tears flood my cheeks from nature and my eyes. Cro peeks into my face and squeals' Nyaa 'little, wondering if my tears zeroed in the clo I held over my arm.

"It's okay. Thank you, Cro."

When he smiles nicely at Clo's expression as if he was worried about me, Clo turns his face toward Theodore again. I wipe my tears with my hands, and after taking a breath, I turn my gaze towards you again.

Master Theodore at the end of his gaze looks up at the sky for a moment, then rises softly.

And with a rugged look, he never uttered a word, looked back so that he turned his back on this one, and disappeared from a space where there was nothing, just like when he appeared here.

This space, where Master Theodore disappeared, was engulfed in silence only by the wind passing like a saar. Still, the force in my shoulder was suddenly reminiscent of the sight until earlier, without falling out.

What the hell is that?

I wonder... what it was.

And a promise?

I wonder what a promise is?

Though I feel unceasing, the words of Mr. Theodore earlier come to my mind many times. But that question remains in me with Moya Moya without any relief.

Feeling the cro holding him in his arm move with Mozomozo, he shifts his gaze to the cro.

"What is this? Crowe brought me here, didn't he?

"Nyer."

"Huh?"

As I questioned Cro, the trees wobbled with a golly noise as a strong wind blew right down my side. As the wind went through me, I thought it was going in my direction in the past when I was hung with a robe like Theodore, and I followed the wind with my gaze.

"Hey, what... that..."

Potty and squeaky voices were heard to their ears much more firmly than they could have imagined.

But I couldn't afford to be too loud right now.

Because in front of me, Moya was spreading which also looked like a black mist as if covering my whole body in the past.

I wonder what that is, and where I tried to get on with it, my head sounds so gusty that it cracks again. With a grunting voice, "I want," I suppress the temples with my right hand, but the headache gradually increases in intensity, wrinkling between my brows and distorting my expression in pain.

Ouch, ouch... what is this pain?

I hear some voice in my head as the pain strikes me like I'm being hit in the head with a blunt instrument.

- Remember...

- Oh... hey... come... where... hey...

The voice has sporadically thrown words at me appealing, but I can't hear clearly what I'm saying because it's obscure.

What, what voice?

I can't hear you very well.

But I do hear voices I've heard.

What? What am I forgetting?

I can't stay conscious again.

No, I feel like I can remember a little bit more of this.

Though I do, I try to open my eyelids that get heavier, but that doesn't come true, and my consciousness sinks again into the dark as the pain gradually drifts away.

But when consciousness was about to fall into darkness.

Holding my hand in, I felt gentle warmth.

- Jer, Rachel...

Is someone calling?

Strongly feeling that I had to answer my name-calling voice, I slowly open my lid, which should have been heavy as it surfaced from my sinking consciousness.

Then there it is.

Someone I missed more than anyone.

The person who wanted to see his face the most.

Yes, there was the face of His Highness, who looked into my face worried.