Chapter 16

What a good actor.

He’s so good looking and he acted well.

If he were in my world, he would’ve blown everyone away as a brilliant Hollywood child actor.

I unexpectedly discovered my nephew’s new hidden talent, but it was such an irony that I couldn’t be happy in this situation.

As much as I was desperate, Luca was too.

This was a conflict of desperation from two opposing sides.

But there was another desperate person here.

The one determined to take Luca to Winterwald at all costs, Rüdiger.

As soon as Luca stated that he wanted to stay put in Emden, Rüdiger’s eyes shook with anger.

Then, Rüdiger and Luca’s eyes met.

In that short moment, as if the two made a pact, they exchanged understanding glances.

Excuse me, can you not be so obvious when you plot a scheme in front of me?

Rüdiger cleared his throat and began to speak.

“Well… If you consider remarriage, would it not be better to find your spouse using Winterwald’s resources rather than finding them with no help in the village of Emden? It also appears that marriage is not your top priority right now… Since the child looks so distressed, let us all go together.”

Luca’s face frowned when he heard of matchmaking, but his voice boomed.

‘Y-Yeah! That would work! It’s good for you, mom, and for me too!”

What. I said before that it’s not good for me…

But when you look at the conditions objectively, there was no reason for me to not go.

It looked like I was throwing a fit instead.

If someone mentioned that I was acting like this because I wanted compensation, I couldn’t disagree with them for the misinterpretation.

I couldn’t stand the helplessness I felt as the deadly plague approached me, I pleaded with Luca with a tearful voice in one last attempt.

“What if I get mistreated over there, hm? I’m only an outsider if I go there, Luca. Think about it. I’m the sister of the woman who gave birth to their dead son’s illegitimate child. Do you think they’d want to take a woman like me in?”

“Wouldn’t it be alright, since you are that very woman who gave birth to their deceased son’s child?”

How long are you going to keep on calling me mom for…?

About now, it was basically a battle of the minds.

Someone had to break down first…

But everyone knew that this was an unfair fight.

In terms of being outnumbered, the strength of justifications, and being realistic, I was destined to lose.

My only ‘reason for not going to Winterwald’ is the fact that I know what the future holds.

Even if I die, I can’t present such evidence to them.

My other opposition Rüdiger solemnly spoke,

“Residents of Winterwald are wealthy enough to take care of more than one person if need be.”

He continued so that I couldn’t disagree,

“If you appreciate the rural, idyllic environment, I can have that kind of environment in the castle built for you. If you wish to live like a princess in a castle, that can also happen. Whether you enjoy meat, vegetarian or healthy foods, we can provide whatever meal you desire. You can delight in everything in the Winterwald residence.”

Whatever excuse escaped my lips, he was confident that money could satisfy it!

At the 2 men’s display of strong will, I broke into tears and I had no other option but to nod in agreement, ultimately speechless.

Well. It looks like I’m going to Winterwald after all, how sad.

Chapter 2. I Know What The Future Holds, Yet Nothing Is Going As Planned (based on the ebook)

I just felt sorry for Luca…

Taking care of Luca wasn’t that big of a deal, but I didn’t realize Luca would change this much because of it.

By treating him well was like a boomerang returning to its thrower.

Was my altering the story, even a just little bit, reaping what I sowed?

Uh…

I honestly forgot for a split second that everything had a price in a transmigration novel.

If I were to let the original plot proceed as written, it always ended up straying off on a different path, however, if I chose to take an alternate route from the original path, then it ended up following the initial plot; such was the terrible price I had to pay with that mysterious power.

Put simply, if I wanted to change my tastes, that couldn’t happen; it was impossible; there was no way for it to go that way, basically.