The Villainess Who Was Dumped Got Married into My Family, a Mob Noble from the Frontier, and Turns Out, She's an Amazing Capable Wife? - Chapter 31: The Bells Toll with Time

Chapter 31: The Bells Toll with Time

When I asked my question, Vorsea furrowed his brow for a moment. 

Did I hit a sore spot?

I’m glad I managed to get back at him.

“Isn’t that contradictory?”

“Well, it is.”

He nodded at my words but then added, “However.”

“It’s my duty to send those with talent to the academy.”

“Is that how you dodge the question?”

“No, I’ll teach you a bit. Do you believe in fate?” 

Fate.

It was a word Vorsea had mentioned when he declared my passing.

“I believe in it, to some extent.”

In this world, fate is like a script.

A crappy thing set up by the creators. 

Following it, the Brave territory will fall, and I will die.

Alicia will be possessed by a demon and eventually destroy herself.

“Well, I’ve assumed as much. That’s why you’re here.”

Stop with the guess, will you?

It sounds like you’ve seen through everything, but it’s become a joke now.

But, it’s true that I’m here to stop that.

“Mariana Ocean has a strong destiny.”

“Yes, she does.” 

She’s supposed to become a saint, right?

Originally, there’s no changing she was qualified to be a saint.

“But now, that strong destiny is greatly twisted and crazy.”

Listening silently, Vorsea continued,

“Those with great power are destined to be tossed around by a strong fate.”

High-ranking nobles are a good example.

Whether it’s the royal or ducal families, people always gather around them. 

Because they hold great power, others act on their behalf, trying to move things to their advantage.

If they misuse this power, it can easily crumble and fall apart.

“Well, if we just keep quiet, it’ll still be okay, right?”

Mariana in this world hasn’t caused anything to happen. 

In fact, she’s going to great lengths to ensure that nothing happens. 

It seems like she’s trying to distance herself from her original destiny as much as possible. 

Is it instinct?

“That’s naive. Fate doesn’t care about your will. Ragna Vel Brave, you should know this better than anyone.”

“I, see.”

I tried to mimic his phrase and got a glare. My apologies.

But going back to the topic, it’s true that fate hits us whether we like it or not.

No matter how much you try to avoid it, it comes.

To change destiny, you need to twist it with some other strong force.

“The destiny that Mariana Ocean carries will determine the fate of this nation.”

“Where did you learn such a thing?”

“That’s exactly why I admitted her to this academy.”

He doesn’t seem inclined to answer how he knows this. 

That’s not so cool. 

But, that’s probably why he said to keep questions to just one.

Magic that predicts the future exists. 

While there are many fakes, a rare few are genuine. 

They may not provide detailed knowledge, but they can see the outline of the future.

Vorsea Gran Cascade.

A remarkable individual who chose to become an adventurer instead of succeeding the Cascade ducal family and mastered magic.

It wouldn’t be strange for someone known as a sage.

“She has a strong destiny, but in this academy, where many others have equally strong destinies, somehow things will work out despite the twists and turns.”

Could it be that as a result of being drawn to such strong destinies, she’ll end up with Edward?

It seemed like the game was rigged from the start to make Edward the choice, right?

But Vorsea continues,

“Mariana Ocean is outside the intertwined destinies in the academy. She’s alone in the midst of her own great tide of fate, without any resistance.”

Originally, characters like Edward were supposed to protect her, but Patricia twisted that.

“So, you’re saying Patricia twisted it?”

“I don’t know.”

Vorsea cuts off sharply, saying,

“However, Patricia Kindred keeps Mariana conspicuously away from those with strong destinies in the academy. And Mariana keeps her distance as well.”

It’s like the original protagonist and the current protagonist, like the same poles of a magnet repelling each other. 

But then, if it’s the real and a fake, wouldn’t they stick and intertwine with each other? Hmm…

“I don’t know where she sneaked in from, but I decided it’s better to enroll her than to leave her be.”

“That makes sense.”

It’s better to manage if you can. 

Though I don’t know if it’s manageable.

“Going back to our conversation, the Brave family line all carry strong destinies. Their fates are so intense that they can twist the destinies of others. It’s like an overwhelming bad smell, and those with similar strong destinies are called ‘smelly monkeys.'”

Hey!

No one has ever called me a “smelly monkey” before.

In the middle of this serious conversation, that’s quite a sharp and surprising comment. 

“And the Brave bloodline, like you are now, normally resists. No matter how harsh the destiny, they cling on until death, until destiny runs out.”

“Huh.”

As I listened silently, the bell rang.

It was the bell signaling the end of lunch break.

“Classes are starting. Let’s stop here. Don’t be late.”

With a teacher-like remark, Vorsea turned on his heel.

“With Mariana left without a protector, it’s up to you, Ragna, to guard her. If the battlefield isn’t here, pay even more attention to Mariana. Her destiny lies not in this little garden but somewhere else entirely.”

With that, Vorsea elegantly flew off the library roof, slicing through the air as if swimming.