The reason Irel Elorance was determined to escape from home was very simple. That's because it's necessary right now.
‘This is not good.’
Her taking Varkan's side to ease the tense atmosphere and divert the family's attention to her was a good move. Thanks to that, Varkan, who was pushed to the back, obediently returned without getting angry despite being treated humiliatingly.
But what about next time? What if he comes again, or sends courtiers to promote the marriage? While she is imprisoned helplessly in her bedroom, how will her family treat Varkan?
She was certain that Varkan would find new and convincing reasons to destroy her family.
“Then it's all in vain.”
Irel pouted her beautiful lips and suddenly blurted out. She stood up and picked up the rope.
It's time to escape. To protect her family, she must escape from their arms and fly away. Her existence is like a poison sumac tree, the more they try to embrace it, the more painful wounds they will receive.
"Goodbye."
Leaving behind an unheard greeting, she tightly grasped the rope. And slowly lower yourself down.
“Hmm.”
A moment later, Irel closed her eyes amid her curls blowing in the wind, contemplating. She is considering whether her decision is the right one or not.
Of course, she doesn't regret her decision to escape from her captive bedroom. But, I don't know what to say...
‘There should have been a better way.’
Irel is regretting his hasty decision. And she was dangling, one leg stuck in a loose rope knot she had made herself.
Where did the idea of swinging on a rope swing in a long silk nightgown, when in her previous life she hated exercising so much that she had never gone mountain climbing, come from?
She was going crazy, but here she couldn't jump up and down. If she did that, she would hit her head on the ground from a height of at least 4 meters, ending this second life.
Perhaps for the Elorance family, that's even better. Anyway, if she, a Receiver, died, Varkan would definitely lose interest in them immediately.
She doesn't understand why she has to struggle to save other people's families, people who are not blood related. Hanging in the air for several minutes, Irel became deeply skeptical and sighed deeply.
But I don't know how to do it. She could not view the people of the Elorance family as outsiders.
‘Probably because of loneliness.’
The problem is that she has lived alone for too long. Although she resents her careless and irresponsible parents, Raeyeon still craves their love and attention. She ran away from home, lived alone, graduated from a prestigious university, and waited for the final results from a big company, but she still had hope.
Hopefully they will look back at me.
Of course, Lee Raeyeon's hope was just an illusion. If it were a real illusion, it might even give brief hope to the poor travelers wandering in the desert, but her illusion wasn't even that valuable.
So Raeyeon sank into addiction, like lonely young people with no mental support often do. Fortunately, she is not addicted to gambling or alcohol. Instead, she became a game addict, spending her free time squandered.
To forget the fact that I am not loved.
Irel Elorance's life that she had, was quite sweet. Even though I don't want to admit it, it's true.
With a beautiful face like a Hollywood actress, a wealthy family like rich people in England, and an aristocratic background so she never had to worry about food and clothing. Of course, a slightly weak body is a minus point, but at this point, it is just a "weak, fragile" option.
Not only that. She also has a family that will love and praise her as "our youngest sister is wonderful" just because she knows how to breathe in and out.
Even though it's unclear what happened to the previous owner of this body, Irel still feels tormented and guilty, but at the same time satisfied. Some are even happily happy. At least before she knew the fate that was destined for this body.
“It's miserable.”
While she was busy saving her own life, the person she remembered was the face of her family. Perhaps because she hung upside down, her stupidity was even more obvious.
Does she feel like she really belongs to them, just because they say she is beautiful and lovely? She found it ridiculous at her own stupidity for giving love to something she knew was not hers.
In the meantime, time still passed steadily. Now, all that remained was to be discovered and rescued by some servant who passed around the mansion, endure the disappointment and nagging of the family, and then be detained under even stricter surveillance.
No problem. Anyway, only the shell is Irel, and inside is still Lee Raeyeon.
She grew up in a generation that was educated to value creativity, unique ideas, and self-effort in the modern age. So she will definitely find the next way to escape.
Just as she thought that and opened her eyes. From a height of 4 meters above the ground, she met the eyes of a completely unexpected person.
‘Ghost?’
Thinking so is not unreasonable. A snow-white man floating in the air was staring at her.
Through his almost transparent body, the beautiful night garden of the Elorance family appeared. Because of this, Irel wondered if she was seeing hallucinations. But the man's eyes looking down at her were absolutely not an illusion.
He was clearly looking at the ridiculous face of Irel, who was dangling trapped in the rope, with an almost panicked look.
Wait. As a ghost, is it rude to look at others with those eyes?
Just as Irel frowned thinking that. A familiar sound rang out, pulling her back to reality.
[Yan Luis' favorability has decreased by 2 points.]
“Ah.”
At that moment, Irel remembered where he had seen this man who looked nothing like him.
In the first place, where can ghosts be seen other than ghost mansions? Irel's face lit up when she thought of Varkan, the leader of those ghosts.
That's right, this man is definitely Varkan's accomplice.
‘Then, if I ask, he will take me to Varkan.’
This was not a losing trade for either of them. Irel could achieve her goal before being captured by her family, and this man would also be praised by Varkan if he brought her.
Thinking so, Irel was just about to speak. The man looked at her with unbelievable eyes and suddenly disappeared like a speck of light, then disappeared.
“…”
Irel stood alone, feeling ridiculous. Even though she was hanging around in an ugly appearance that a noble lady shouldn't have, what was the meaning of leaving like that? She doesn't want to be stuck.
Wait, what about himself? Who is the person floating like Peter Pan who has not yet passed away? After all, what's the difference between her and him?
'And yet you dare to look at others like that.'
The decrease in sympathy made her even angrier. But now is not the time to idly rebuke others.
Split—
Hearing an unpleasant sound somewhere, suddenly her leg that was stuck tightly in the knot loosened. She tried to use her neck to look up, and the horrifying sight of the loosely tied rope about to come loose caught her eye.
How to do this? Irel looked down with pale eyes. 4 meters high, just beautiful enough.
‘Just enough to crack your head.’
She had apparently pulled the knot so tight that her nails almost popped out, but somehow it came loose. But there was no time to lament, the rope continued to slide down.
‘Someone save me!’
As if someone heard her silent scream, a voice rang out from below.
“Excuse me, are you Irel Elorance?”
It was a very childish and cute voice. When she bent her neck to look towards the source of the sound, a pair of big round eyes were looking at her with clasped hands.
‘A child?’
Irel, who was planning to ask for help immediately, was a bit surprised. The boy with curly brown hair and rosy cheeks, looked to be about ten years old? His hybrid appearance is both unique and adorable.
This was the first child she had met since entering the game. Because she had the dignity of an adult, she couldn't say for help with that cute face, so Irel hesitated. However, the rope was weak
sprinkle
Another sound signaled that it was about to end, leaving her no time to hesitate.
"Hey, sorry, but can you call an adult to help me? As fast as possible."
Even though Irel begged in difficulty, the boy showed no signs of moving.
“Are you Irel Elorance?”
The boy tilted his head as if he didn't understand anything, repeating the same question. The boy looked exactly like a machine that only worked when the correct sequence of instructions was entered.
"That's right. Now can you go get an adult? The faster the better."
Irel spoke at once, quickly, without time to breathe. Immediately, an angelic smile appeared on the boy's face as he received the desired answer.
“No need for adults, precious Receiver.”
What did the boy just call her? Irel doubted his ears.
“I will take you to master immediately.”
The boy flicked his loose sleeves, turned on the spot, and transformed into a mature young man in the blink of an eye.