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132. Time to consult the goddess.
But the nightmare did not end.
Ortansia found herself dreaming repeatedly of her Father's funeral.
Pamela ,with red and swollen eyes, comforted her within the dream while Ortansia despaired.
‘In my first life, Pamela hadn't been at Father's funeral.’
It wasn't just Pamela and her friends. Those she had only just begun to form relationships with in her second life started approaching her one after another in the dream.
It felt so real that upon waking, she was overcome with nausea.
She couldn't dismiss it as just a dream anymore.
‘If this is a sign of something coming in the future…’
If she cowered and did nothing, she would lose her father just as she had in her first life. She refused to let that happen. Then... Her next course of action was clear.
“Pamela, I'd like to go out. Could you get me ready?”
“Certainly! Where might you be heading?”
“The Cathedral.”
“Eh? The Cathedral!?”
“Yes, that's right.”
To Pamela's astonishment, Ortansia nodded.
‘The Goddess surely knows something...!’
To stop Gerard,who had transformed into a demon god, from destroying the world, the Goddess had once turned back time.
She must naturally know what will happen in the future too.
‘After all, she saved my brother. This time, I'll save Father too...!’
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Come to think of it, it had been ages since she'd visited the cathedral.
No sooner had Ortansia arrived than the bishop came rushing over, having apparently been notified of her arrival.
Now that she thought about it, she had a feeling he was also the one who had performed her baptism all those years ago.
“My Lady Ortansia! How splendid to see you! We are most honoured that the renowned Saint of the Nation herself has graced us with her presence”
Nodding through the bishop's excessively long speech, Ortansia smiled and said,
“I have come today to offer prayers to the Goddess. And so I would prefer to be left alone, if possible”
"Ah, I see! It is indeed important to commune with God through one's own self alone."
Though Ortansia didn't hold such lofty convictions, she nodded in agreement for the time being.
She was led to the inner sanctum of the cathedral, the very place where her baptism had been performed.
Lifting her gaze, she could see the statue of Auriela, the goddess who protected the country.
"Well then, we will wait outside. Please let us know if you need anything."
"Okay, thank you very much for your kindness.”
Once the bishop had left the room, Ortansia turned back towards the statue of the goddess Auriela.
Now it was time to finally ask the goddess about that nightmare.
‘By the way, how do I approach the goddess?’
Ortansia had faced the goddess Auriela several times before.
Yet on each occasion, it was the goddess who had addressed her, subsequently leading her into that mysterious space.
How was one supposed to initiate contact?
‘Perhaps I should simply offer a prayer? But surely countless others are praying at this very moment? Would she even notice?’
Was there some kind of ritual or incantation? Despite having received an abundance of divine favour, Ortansia, who barely knew how to utilise it, was utterly clueless.
For now, she knelt before the goddess statue, just as she did when offering her usual prayers.
‘Would speaking aloud make her notice me...? ‘
“Um... goddess? Can you hear me? It's Ortansia here.”
The goddess statue before her didn't utter a single sound. Ortansia began to panic slightly. If this continued, her journey all the way here would be for nothing.
“Goddess! It's Ortansia! I've come to talk to you!”
Finally, she stood up and waved her arms wildly.
“Answer me! Please!”
“It's alright, I can hear you.”
“Huh!?”
Suddenly, a voice whispered directly into her mind.
The moment she jumped in surprise, the surrounding scenery changed completely.
Wherever she looked, up, down, left, right, it was pure white, the mysterious space she always faced the goddess in.
"I believe this is the first time we've met since I returned you to the world when you were wandering between life and death.”
The figure that materialised was indeed the goddess Auriela.
“Um, I'm sorry for coming so suddenly, Goddess. I wasn’t interrupting you in the middle of something, was I?”
“You saved this world just as I wished. I could not ignore your call.”
‘Was she really busy?’
She felt bad for inconveniencing her, but was glad she could meet the goddess like this.
Ortansia immediately started talking, wanting to get straight to the point.
“I've been having the same dream repeatedly lately. It's a dream where my father passes away... I thought it was just a dream, but what if this is truly what will happen in the future…”
The goddess listened intently to Ortansia's words.
When she had finished speaking, the goddess slowly started replying.
“Ortansia, even though time has been rewound, you were once canonised as a saint. I bestowed many blessings upon you, and furthermore, it is by my power that you, who should have died, have been returned to this world.”
“…Yes.”
“In other words, compared to ordinary mortals, you are becoming a being closer to us.”
“Eh? Is that so!?”
“Indeed. The prophetic dreams you experience are likely due to this influence.”
“Prophetic dream …”
Ortansia swallowed hard, hearing the words she didn't want to hear in this situation. The goddess quietly told Ortansia.
"It's just as you imagined. What you're seeing over and over again isn't just a dream. It's what's about to happen in the future”
Chapter 133 New Blessing
“H-huh...!”
I was prepared for it, but hearing it directly from the goddess's mouth was more shocking than she had imagined.
That nightmare wasn't just a dream. It was a prophetic dream showing future events.
Which meant... in the near future, Ortansia's Father the Duke would pass away.
“No, why!? The Demon Lord is gone! Father is so full of life now...!”
She knew lashing out at the goddess would do no good, yet the words spilled from her lips unstoppably.
The goddess showed no anger, simply accepting Ortansia's passion.
“Even without the Demon Lord, the Duke's fate to die remains unchanged. ...This means the Duke's death is an event that could occur regardless of the Demon Lord's machinations.”
“It's unrelated to the Demon Lord...?”
The death of her father in her first life. Ortansia's execution. And Gerard's rampage after being possessed by the Demon Lord.
Ortansia had believed all of it was connected.
But…
‘So even if the Demon Lord is gone, Father's fate remains unchanged...?’
Ortansia was stunned by the revealed truth. She had believed that if only the Demon Lord were gone, everything would be fine.
And yet... her current happy life would be shattered.
“...I refuse to accept that.”
Before she knew it, those words had flown from her mouth.
“I absolutely refuse to lose Father! Can't you do something!?”
The goddess had once rewound time to change the world's fate. Couldn't she do the same again?
"...Rewinding time once was an exceptional measure taken because your brother caused the loss of far too many lives. Destiny is fundamentally fixed. Even a god cannot interfere with it lightly."
“I'll do anything I can! So... please!”
Before she knew it, tears were streaming down Ortensia's cheeks. She understood what the goddess said. But even so... she couldn't bring herself to obediently accept her fate.
Goddess Auriela gazed intently at Ortensia, who pleaded desperately.
Eventually, she smiled as though resigned to the situation.
“This is troublesome. If you cry like this, the chances of Gerard running berserk again and endangering the world surges. Therefore, this is an exceptionally rare measure.”
“Eh...?”
The goddess extended her hand to Ortansia, who lifted her tear-stained face.
Soft light immediately began to glow within that palm.
“I shall grant you a new blessing to open your path.”
“That means...!”
The gently floating light drifted slowly toward Ortansia. Then, it was sucked into her chest.
“Ortansia, I cannot directly interfere with human destiny. Therefore, it is up to you to open the path.”
“Yes... yes! Thank you!”
“The new blessing I bestow upon you is... 《Time Interference》.”
“Time Interference...?”
The goddess explained to Ortansia, who tilted her head in confusion.
“Time Interference, as the name suggests, is the power to interfere with the past or future. Used skillfully, it may allow you to rewrite future calamities or the events that sparked them.”
“H-huh...!”
‘If I use this power, I might discover why Father died and be able to save him...!’
A glimmer of hope lit up in Ortansia's heart.
But to stop that thought, the goddess cautioned her.
“Ortansia. Unlike other blessings, the power of《Time interference》 is extremely dangerous. Careless interference could shake the fate of people and worlds, even existence itself. Naturally, the burden on you will be immense.”
The benefits were great, but the drawbacks were equally immense.
Unlike other blessings, it should not be used lightly, thinking "It's convenient, so let's use it!", but should be handled with care.
Ortansia felt the danger of this newly granted blessing, the responsibility of wielding it, and swallowed hard.
“I trust you won't misuse it... but please be careful. Fate is something that shifts dramatically when even one event changes.”
“Yes.”
At the goddess's final warning, Ortansia nodded firmly. She understood the goddess's concern.
But Ortansia was prepared to do anything, for this might be her only chance to prevent her father's death.
“Thank you, Goddess.”
A dangerous power that could potentially shake the fate of people and the world.
Goddess Auriela had bestowed it upon Ortansia, even though she had to come up with a reason for it.
‘I absolutely cannot betray the Goddess's trust.’
By any means necessary, I must quietly eliminate the cause of my father's death.
Her vision was once again enveloped in white light, and when she came to, Ortansia found herself back in the original cathedral.
Yet, she distinctly felt the new blessing pulsing within her.
‘It's okay, I can do this...!’
After convincing herself, Ortansia gently rose to her feet.
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