The Ordinary Sorcerer's Fun Otherworld Villain Play - Chapter 9 - The Reincarnator's Melancholy (Classmate Snow POV)

I loved fantasy games.

I loved adventure stories that made my heart dance and blood boil, never permitted within the castle.

That day, on the school trip night.

‘Eh, Snow-san also plays Life Field?’

Finding someone with the same hobby for the first time made me so happy.

I really wanted to talk more.

But that light enveloped us, and everything ended.

I realized my life was my second time then.

It was at the moment of the rite of selection one week ago.

[S-rank Gift “Spirit of Selection” manifested]

[S-rank Gift “Black Knight Badge of Honor” manifested]

‘S-rank!? Both S-rank!?’

‘How marvelous!! As expected of the blood of Margrave Lichte!’

‘Ooh… that one is the son of the knight commander…! Finally from this frontier knight order, an S-rank Gifted…!’

‘Hey, a G-rank Gift brat appeared over here!’

‘Hah!? Don’t mess around! G-rank!? Bad luck! Immediately expel him from the sanctuary! A noble’s child?’

‘No, a homeless brat!’

‘What the, this guy’s grinning, hey brat! This way, get out. On this good day for reincarnated heroes, someone like you… whoa, strong grip…’

‘Whoa, really. What’s with this brat, hey, are you listening!? What? Villain? What’s he saying!’

‘Hey, what are you… whoa, strong grip… ah, he left with a satisfied look.’

‘What was with that brat…’

My power reflected in the sanctuary’s divine crystal.

A special blessing bestowed by this world’s gods.

That moment when I received my “Gift.”

My name is Snow Fon Und Zu Liechtenstein.

Royalty of the Principality of Liechtenstein, Europe. And simultaneously, Snow von Lichtebaroque. Also the daughter of the Eastern Territory Lord, Margrave Lichtebaroque.

I was confused by the two sets of memories at first, but I wasn’t afraid.

Because my knight who’d been with me since childhood, and several friends I made after coming to this country, also remembered their previous lives like me.

—I have two blue bloods flowing in me.

That’s proof of noble lineage.

A special, no, fortunate person born with more than others.

Therefore, I have responsibility.

The duties of a noble.

Isekai reincarnation.

Unfortunately, my knight and friends weren’t very familiar with Japan’s proud entertainment, so they didn’t understand the current situation well.

But I was different.

I knew.

Reincarnation, gods. Class group, plus some people have no memories.

This wasn’t a very good pattern of isekai reincarnation!!

I have the duties of a noble.

My friends, classmates, school people who came to this world.

I must protect them and at least restore their memories of the previous world.

The most unacceptable thing to do to people was to rob them of choice.

Chief Deity Maris, and the 7 Great Gods.

The existence that summoned us to this world.

The gods whose names were inscribed in Life Field were worshipped in this world.

Something about this was strange!

But I was the only one who noticed this.

What can be inferred from this fact was that probably among those with previous life memories, there were no Life Field players, supposedly.

Currently, I’ve only confirmed memory retention in three of my friends.

Other classmates and school people didn’t have memories, so I haven’t been able to confirm yet—that’s the current situation.

But I was certain of one thing.

I was the only one feeling a bad premonition about this world.

Unless they were complete idiots, if they were Life Field players, they should know the name of Chief Deity Maris.

If so, they should be wary of that divine game Life Field’s world full of depressing scenarios and troublesome events, and take some action.

But at that rite of selection, no one reacted even when Maris’s name came up…

…If there’s a possibility, maybe that person who reincarnated as homeless but…

But they didn’t have memories right?

Because even though this was a world so similar to Life Field, there’s no reaction…

Uu, it’s my lack of ability.

I really want to protect all my classmates, but in this world the homeless were in a deliberately discriminated class so that’s difficult too…

My lack of power was pathetic.

So I decided.

I have the duty of noble blood.

I need to become strong in this world to fulfill my duty.

—I need power.

If I gain experience as a reincarnated hero, I might be able to help everyone from school.

Thus, my days in the otherworld, Snow’s, truly began.

But really, this world was so tough…