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Chances to Another Life 79. The History
"This rifle has a three-bullet slot, perfect for hunting without the need to reload after each shot. Look at this scope; you'll be able to see clearly within a radius of several kilometers," I explained a rifle to the young man who was now peering through the scope with one eye. He then aimed the muzzle of the rifle at me, reflexively causing me to step back in surprise."That's dangerous, lad. It seems you've never handled a rifle before," I asked. The young man bowed his head in embarrassment."Yes, usually I only hunt in the forest near my house, and there are only wild chickens there," he muttered."In that case, how about this set of bow and arrows? It's made of high-quality wood, not easily breakable, and comfortable to hold, minimizing the chance of missing shots!" I then presented the weapon. The young man held it in awe, pulling the bowstring and nodding in approval."I'll take this one!" He then handed over a silver coin and left with his new bow and arrows slung behind his
Chances to Another Life 80. I Worked Hard!
Celine is a clever girl. For three days, I've been guiding her in reading and writing, and now she can recognize letters!"Joe, look at this!" She smiled as she handed me a piece of paper with chicken scratch writing forming her own name, C-e-l-i-n-e. I clapped my hands with a warm heart; this was what it felt like to be a teacher when your student shows progress."You're so smart! I'm proud of you!" I exclaimed joyfully.Tonight, it seemed Celine was overjoyed because she kept smiling. She repeatedly examined her own writing with bright, sparkling eyes as if she couldn't believe she had written it."How would you write your name?" she asked. I then taught her how to write my name."Joe! Short and easy, right?" I said. Celine nodded as she wrote each letter.Then, because I was too engrossed in teaching her how to write, I realized it was already half-past ten at night. I glanced out the window, and Celine's house door was still tightly closed."Hasn't your mother come back yet?" I as
Chances to Another Life 81. So Much Happening!
Cutting grass apparently requires skill and energy, as beginners like me work very slowly because there are many things I don't know. Straightening my aching back from crouching too long, my hands feel numb from holding the grass scissors. I feel like importing a grass cutting machine from my world so I don't have to struggle, and the results will definitely be much faster.Sweat dripping and my clothes already soaked with sweat, I gather the piles of grass to be collected in the corner, which is piled up with weeds. It's almost noon and decorations are starting to be put up and worked on, I don't understand whether Duke, whatever his name is, will sing or dance, hence needing navy-colored decorations with furniture glittering. Considering this is Lord Crys, I'm sure the furniture is made of gold, as evidenced by his servants wearing gloves to display it.I scan around to find Celine, but she's nowhere to be seen. However, three baskets of fresh flowers are then delivered to the back
Chances to Another Life 82. We At The Healer
"Healer!" Mr. Gunter shouted as he carried Celine to a gloomy and gray-toned house. The yard was covered with fallen leaves as if it had never been swept. Vines crawled on the wall, and the garden looked like a jungle with lush green plants."Hey, healer! Are you home?" Mr. Gunter called again. Celine's condition was still the same, thankfully the healer's house wasn't too far, although it was quite secluded within the alley. Impatiently, I knocked repeatedly on the wooden door.My action yielded results when an old, hunched man with white hair and beard opened the door, his small eyes staring at us as if he had just woken up."This child is poisoned!" Mr. Gunter entered the healer's house before the man could speak.Celine was laid on a thin mattress; the room smelled of pungent medicines. I didn't like the smell of hospitals, especially since I often got injured in Swinggelir, but here, it was even more intense as if someone was concocting something.The healer quickly approached Ce
Chances to Another Life 83. Getting On My Nerves
They say, a man who hits a woman is a coward and a scoundrel. But would you agree if I slapped a mother like Anne just once, who has been extremely unreasonable with her child?I was almost about to deliver that slap if I hadn't caught a glimpse of Celine's shadow on Anne's face. I released my grip on her shirt until she bumped into the door.My anger still boiled inside me, causing my breath to rise and fall rapidly. I could also see a few people peeking curiously into my house, quickly turning away when our eyes met. I was sure my earlier yelling had piqued their curiosity."Hah, so you have manners too?" Anne said arrogantly.I looked at her sharply. "Don't talk to me about manners, you even hit her often. You should be ashamed of yourself," I replied emphatically."Don't expect me to thank you for saving her!" she exclaimed, pointing to Celine, who fortunately was still sound asleep."Oh? So you knew your daughter was poisoned, yet you pretended not to know on the street earlier?
Chances to Another Life 84. Thank Goodness!
"Are you feeling better? Have this, I made it specially for you. It's also a gift from Lord Crys." I served corn soup with super quality whole wheat bread that smelled delicious even from afar. The food ingredients for the rich and the poor indeed different, even though we lived in the same neighborhood.Celine smiled at me as she spooned the soup, her face still pale but showing no signs of discomfort or anything else. She could even eat without feeling nauseous. It had been over 30 minutes since she woke up, and now it was nearing midnight.Celine then looked at me and bowed gracefully. "Thank you for taking care of me, Mr. Joe. I'm sorry for causing you trouble," she said softly."Not at all, you're not causing any trouble. I'm just glad you're safe," I replied sincerely.She then glanced out the window, towards her dark and tightly closed home. There was a hint of disappointment in her expression, perhaps because she didn't find her mother there. However, I felt relieved that she
Chances to Another Life 85. Decorating For Party!
"Ow, lanterns! Be careful, Joe, that bench is already wobbly. Secure it tightly or it will fall and burn down this stall," Mr. Gunter warned me as I stood on the unsteady three-legged bench. Only one day left until the party, and now the townsfolk were decorating their homes and streets with red and gold lanterns.I climbed down from the bench and admired my handiwork hanging above Mr. Gunter's stall. Other stalls looked just the same, with some even adding mini Elf ornaments in front of them. It felt like a festival, especially since it had been 20 years since the last one, no wonder everyone was so enthusiastic.Horse-drawn carriages bustled back and forth carrying passengers laden with many purchases. It seemed like almost everyone in the village was out on the streets as every stall was crowded with buyers.Beyond all that, Lord Crys's mansion glowed from afar with various lanterns and petromax lamps, creating a festive atmosphere. I had finished my grass-cutting job today, and th
Chances to Another Life 86. It's Almost The Time
"Why are you so late, lad? Do you want the whip or the sword?" Mr. Gunter was serving a customer, a frail young man with unfocused eyes inspecting the weapons.He replied awkwardly, "Just the whip," and then left after paying. I became worried that he might stumble and accidentally lash himself with the whip."My earnings have increased drastically because of the upcoming festival!" exclaimed Mr. Gunter, pocketing the silver coins."Congratulations, Mr. Gunter!" I sincerely congratulated him while arranging the daggers. It was now past noon, and the market was starting to quiet down; many stalls had closed. Perhaps people were getting ready for tonight's party."Don't you want something, Joe? A bow and arrow or anything, since you've been helping me a lot lately," Mr. Gunter offered, showing each of the latest weapons.I quickly declined, as I didn't see any potential events requiring me to use weapons. My daily routine revolved around working at his stall from morning till night, goi
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136. Lived the Life You Love
I gasped like a fish on land, truly, it felt like I would die on the spot as soon as I crossed paths with Solace. My knuckles were even colder, and my fingernails suddenly turned blue. Cold sweat poured down my back, and my chest was tight. This can't be a coincidence, there must be a purpose for Solace to appear like that, even though he never cared about me before. The grip on my shoulder reflexively made me jump. Leon was also surprised and released his hand on my shoulder with a worried expression. "Are you okay, Joe? You look sick all of a sudden," he said. I tried to neutralize my breathing and realized I was in an alert position, my hands clenched into fists as if ready to punch someone. Damn it, why is the effect of Solace's existence making me this anxious? "Oh, yeah, I'm just sleep-deprived," I boasted. Leon then gave me a bottle of mineral water and at that moment I realized that we had arrived at Mr. Jaden's residence, even the landlord had gotten off the carriage with
135. The Evidence
"From the report of the investigating team, it can be confirmed that there is no evidence whatsoever around the hut and the surrounding area. Even so, the charges will still be dropped because the defendant cannot defend his innocence."I immediately stood up with a fierce face surpassing Leon's lawyer who also showed an expression of shock. This old fart had really eaten bribe money! However, I then restrained myself after receiving a sharp glare from the judge. I wasn't afraid of him, but I kept my promise to Mr. Jaden who was now looking at me as if to imply to stay calm. Leon, on the other hand, just looked down and didn't answer any of the questions the magistrate threw at him, further corroborating the accusation. "That's not true, Your Honor Judge. Leon had a strong alibi at the time of the theft," argued the lawyer. Then, the head of the investigation team spoke up. "That still doesn't confirm anything. Who knows he may have destroyed evidence, because even Mr. Josse's res
134. The Investigation
By the authorities, the entire area from the cottage to the estate was heavily guarded by security guards in all black uniforms. No one was allowed in, except the investigation team who were carefully searching for evidence of the case. Mr. Jaden watched from his terrace with a hawk-like gaze. Mr. Josse and his henchmen had returned home after making a scene on the way here. This incident was more like a search of an accused smuggler or terrorist than a search for evidence of a missing diamond necklace. I let out a long sigh, remembering Leon who was still in temporary prison. He didn't deserve all this mistreatment. I kicked the scattered pebbles as I moved away from Mr. Jaden's employees who were whispering excitedly about this case. I was pessimistic about Leon's eventual fate at the hands of the judges who clearly favored Mr. Josse. I also didn't trust the authorities because they could have been bribed to fabricate evidence against Leon. I had to rely on my own two hands. I ce
133. Suddenly I'm in Court
"Your Honor, allow the witness to give his statement regarding this case and the accused." The man in the smart blue suit spoke with a very convincing and confident gesture. He gave me a quick glance as if to indicate that it was my turn to speak. The lawyer was directly appointed by Mr. Jaden to handle Leon's indictment case. That's right, last night I couldn't resist those rich men from searching my and Leon's cottage. As a result, all the contents of the cottage were taken out and left in ruins. I was worried that they would find my gold coin and accuse me of stealing it, but as it turned out... guess what? That gold coin wasn't anywhere! It seemed like Solace didn't include it because this was the last world before I returned to my original place. But, what right does he have to do that? I could have used that coin to bribe the judge so that this case would be over quickly and I wouldn't be looked down upon by those rich people sitting across from me. "Brother Joe, please give
132. The Wealthy Neighborhood
House—I mean, Mr. Josse's mansion was only two houses away from Mr. Jaden's residence. My guess must be correct that the countryside here is filled with wealthy landlords who own mansions and thousands of acres of land. If the countryside is like this, I wonder how life is in the city? Or are there narrow slum alleys like where I used to live. I parked the brown stallion pulling Mr. Josse's cart of ordered goods. I then ducked in front of his towering fence, trying to find the bell because there was no way I could just yell 'package'. Besides being rude, I'd only get a sore throat from it. Soon the gate was opened by two men dressed as servants. "Please take it directly to the back kitchen," one of them said. I pulled the horse's reins and entered the enormous courtyard, filled with well-decorated weeds, not to mention bonsai that I'm sure would be worth hundreds of dollars if sold. However, those bonsai seemed to be just yard ornaments that had no value here. I shook my head in a
131. I'm Close to the Trouble Makers
Fertilizing the fields turned out to be very tiring, I thought with my previous experience I would suddenly become turbo-charged, but it was the same with the scorching sunlight in the morning. I then put down the sack of stinky fertilizer, and endured the nausea while drinking soothing water. I'd been working since early morning, but this vast field seemed endless. Maybe it's because there are only two of us working, so it feels like it's taking forever. By the way, I'm a farm worker for a rich merchant with a gothic mansion-like house. It's quite a distance from the fields and the cottage, but it's clearly visible from here. I haven't met the owner either because it seems like the workers are scheduled to work at certain hours. I just followed along when my colleague said that the fields were ready to be fertilized. Now I'm just watching the man tirelessly working, since I came, he hasn't even sat down or had a drink of water. He was tall and strong looking, though. "Leon, take
130. Start A New Role
I'm now like a spirit floating through the air, passing through a line of soldiers to a small cemetery at the edge of a village in the middle of nowhere. Time in a vacuum is indeed different from time in the ordinary world, then it seems that I have passed through a lot of things because now Adam's body and the civilians who were hit by the bomb have been buried. I stare at the tombstone bearing my friend's name, along with a picture of him smiling slightly in his military uniform. He's exactly the Adam I saw last time, I've only known him for a short time but the sadness is overwhelming. The soldiers saluted and carried out the military funeral procession as a last respect with great solemnity. Next to Adam's grave, the graves of his other family members were lined up and I couldn't hold back the tears I had been holding back. They were good people, but why did they have to suffer such a tragic fate? I'm leaving this world, and Adam will never return to the military. He's now sett
129. Solace
Even though my vision wasn't completely clear, my body felt like it was moving on its own to beat up the Solace in front of me. I was sure I had exerted all my strength to give him the greatest punch of my lifetime, but all I felt was like punching a very hard wall. Solace was flat-footed, and the look in his eyes clearly showed that he was bored. I felt even more compelled to turn him into a punching bag. I punched again, several times, but to no avail, instead my knuckles turned red and cracked. "Crazy bastard." I cursed as I kept my distance from the creature. "How could you show up without a single guilty look? I know you're not human, but you're even worse than that."It hurt so much when I thought of Adam who had suddenly died at a young age, along with Celine who was alone, and Adellia with her destiny for the kingdom. "You seem to only want to make me a patient of the mental hospital after this. What help is that? It looks like I'm making their lives even more miserable!" I
128. I Wish I Could Run Away
I never took dreams seriously, but this time I really wanted to wake up and escape from everything that had happened. This memory was very vivid because of the pain I was still suffering all over my body after being bounced around by the bomb blast. Particles of dirt were wafting through the air so my vision was limited, but I could faintly hear screams and bodies clad in army uniforms in the distance. It would undoubtedly be fine if I got hit by a bomb, after all, I wouldn't be able to die. However, what bothered me the most was the sergeant's remark that Greenish had been destroyed. That was impossible. How could that be? According to the information I knew, Greenish and other food supply areas had very strict guards and not just anyone could enter there. I even had to go naked to be checked to make sure that I wasn't carrying anything suspicious when I visited the village with Adam. Then, at the same time, my eyes closed because it was so hard to maintain consciousness. I was
