My time to live is decreasing from day to day. Living with this poor body without any help makes my daily life difficult.
If I hadn't been so proud in the past, I wouldn't have faced this situation. And now it's too late for that to change.
I am hated by the people here because of my attitude.
High taxes, low living standards, illnesses, criminal problems and so on.All of these things happen because of my own failure.
I even order my man to excute anyone that rebal towards me.I only care about myself without regard for others.For me at that time it was me that will serve me while I get to enjoying them work.
Therefore, I failed as a Lord.
The reason why I was living this was because of the deadly epidemic cross the country.
When I was one of victim of the diesea I was scared of dead and people might take this chance to overthrow me from my position.
At first I remember that this will not happen at all but I was wrong.My people rise up and overthrow me.
After that,them Prison me under the basement that was before use for puting unless thing on it.And noe it is my room.... Or a prison.
The only thing that i can use inside here is empty book Without writing at all.
The worse thing I fear was the diease that still untreat by my body and not far from it was that I would be kill by own people even if I surrived this diease.
That I thought what would happen but that not the case I cannot longer heard any noise or voice outside the basement.I was wonder what happen outside there maybe them just left me here and let me rot slowly here.
Not long after that,someone came to my Prison.It was one of maid that serve under me.For some reason I forgot her name.Why I wonder?...why I remember her name at all at that time.
She let me out from that place and when I about to ask her she already gone from there.
Disappear Without me notice.
I thought it was a dream of mine but then I finally know what is types of punishment would I get. Loneliness of being alone.
That maid just now was a witch and she trap me inside this place.When I try to get out something stop me from doing it.Whenever I close the entre my body felt like getting burn by something.
At end I accept this punishment.I Just aware of the mistakes I have done over the years.
I am very feeling shame and hate with myself for not realizing my mistakes over the years.
Yeah..... I dersevre this.
And now I'm alone here waiting for the rest of this life to disappear from this world.
....2 year Later.....
"Cough, Cough! ... Hah ... Blood again"
My body is getting worse. Every day I have a bloody cough and it hurts a lot when it does.
I hate this but it's probably one of the punishment to myself for what I've done.
Because of this weak body, I can only write things that happened in the past. Although not all that I remember, it's better than not remembering at all.
I kept writing and writing down what had happened before until all the things I remembered were written down.
And one day I had a severe respiratory problem that I couldn't breathe.
It happened after I had just finished writing down all the things I remembered to write.
My breathing is weakening, my body is not moving anymore and my vision is fading.
I'm going to die. Things I can't deny if I'm in this state.
"Looks like .... The time for me to leave has arrived ...."
"If I can travel back to time.... I wish I can be better Lord...."
Shortly thereafter, everything went dark.
.....
"My Lord ... My Lord!"
Hmm? ... Whose voice is this? ... It's a bit familiar to me before.
And why would anyone call me Lord?
I shouldn't be respected by anyone.
Is this hell? And this is my punishment for what I did before? Maybe my punishment is an insult to me as a failed Lord all my life here.
Yes, that's right for someone like me.
But it's still dark and I can't see anything.
And why do I feel like I'm sitting?
I was trying to do something and I saw a white light in front of me. It was a bit blurry maybe I closed my eyes.
I opened my eyes and the light grew clearer and clearer.
Shortly thereafter, I saw a young red-haired girl in front of me.
"My lord ... Wake up .... we are almost at our destination"
Which destination? ... this girl is a bit familiar where have I seen this girl?
Maybe I should ask.
"What is your name?"
"Excuse me? ... Why does my Lord ask for my name?"
"Err ... I just want to ask?"
"My name is Mel, My Lord and I'm your personal Maid"
.... What! That name ... no way ... what does this mean? .... Mel ... She should have passed away!
I look around me and I see myself in a carriage that I know very well.
"My Lord?"
At that moment I looked at myself and saw that my body was small and was wearing a fancy dress like a nobleman.
"Err ... Mel? May I ask you something?"
"What is it, my lord?"
"How old am I?"
"Huh? ... Your age .... if I'm not mistaken ... 13 years old"
13 year old!? ... What happened? why am I young again?
"Why did you ask this?"
"Nothing ... Just because I'm bored ... Hahaha"
I answer her questions just to avoid suspicion.
"Alright, my lord ..."
Why is she acting like that? ... Did I do something she didn't like?
Maybe I did something bad to her before so maybe I should apologize.
"Mail ... I'm sorry if I ever did something that didn't make you comfortable before"
"Eh!? .... what do you mean My Lord? ... You have never done such a thing .... To me ...."
As I thought ... I did a bad thing to her.
"Mel, .... How can I make you forgive me?"
"Eh!? ... You Lord don't need to do anything ... I already forgive you my Lord"
"No ... tell me what you want as an expression of my apology"
"I .... want to see my family ...."
Family huh? .... apparently when I was younger, I forbade her from meeting her family members.
Maybe Mel was forced to work in my family.
What have I been doing all this time….? Why am I so cruel? .... I do not know how Mel died but what I theorize is that Mel is no longer able to work with my family and she committed suicide.
I can see sadness on her eyes as she misses her family a lot.
"Mel ... When the time comes ... I'll let you see your family later ... I promise ..."
"My Lord ...Thank you very much"
Mel thank me for letting her going to see her family again.
"My Lord .... Thank you for this .... I promise I'll work harder later"
"Mel ... Don't call me My Lord .... just call my name .... Errr?.. My head"
"My Lord?"
Why is my head so dizzy? Ah ... It's gone ...
The hell is that? Why does my does my head feel so dizzy?
"Are you all alright, My lord?"
"I'm fine"
"And Mel call me by name"
"I can't do that .... Because"
"Mel... This is a orders "
"Alright, My Lo- I mean Merlis"
Apparently, Mel still hasn't opened up for me.
She may that I threatened her but I didn't like being formally called to view my failure as Lord in my former life.
I know I did something bad to Mel so it was really hard for her and I quickly became friendly with my actions.
Maybe I should let Mel himself make his decision.
Now let's remember what's happening right now.
I passed away because of my illness and after my death, I was young again.
How can this happen? ... It doesn't make sense at all.
I should investigate this matter in depth when I have time.
Now what did I do at age 13?
Let me try to recall what happened during that time.
If I'm not mistaken, I'm on my way to a place where I'm supposed to go but where?
Let's just ask Mel where we are.
"Mel, where are we going?"
"Eh?, You don't know Merlis?"
What does she mean?
"Merlis, you will attend the royal school when you are 13 years old and we are about to reach our destination"
Royal school huh? That's not the most important thing in my memory at all. Maybe that's why I don't know our destination.
Most of the memories I still have of this place are just a shame to myself.
Bullying, abuse of power, causing problems for others and many other bad things I did.
It seems my first problem is how can I fix this mistake?
Should I not do anything and avoid trouble?
It seems that the best solution for this is stay away from trouble and try to nice with other people there.
However,it is not gonna be easy for it to be done.After all my reputation for being a asshole are very well known.
I'm sure a great number of noblemen are aware of my attitude. So maybe they'll be uncomfortable with my existence.
Which make this way seems very
impossible to do.
"My lord, we have reached our destination."
It seems we are here. What should I do ... if I had a book I wrote before then I would have taken the best step in this matter.
I thought about this after I arrived in my room.
For now I have to get off this carriage.
"My lord, let's go now."
Mail asked me to come to the School so I could rest in my room.
"All right, let's go."
We both got off the carriage. As soon as we got off the carriage driver handed us our belongings.
"Here are your belongings"
I just noticed that the stuff I was carrying was a lot. I don't know why I had to bring this much in my life.
The amount of luggage I brought ... 7 bags!
Err ... I'm sure the thing I brought here was mostly for myself for a showoff.
"All right, let's go ... see you later"
Huh? .... They left without bringing our stuff in?
"Hey ... Wait"
"See you again!"
They left there before I could speak.
Even though I know my reputation is poor at least please bring in our stuff!
"This is my fault..."
"Let's go in."
Mel went to pick up the bag provided by the driver of the car alone and tried to carry it even though it was heavy.
"Mel, let me help you"
"Thank you, my lord but this is my responsibility so ....."
"It's my fault for carrying so many useless things .... So I have to be responsible for the error ..... Mel .... I want to help you"
Mel, it seemed a bit surprised at my words but soon she was smiling at me and accepting my help.
"Thank you my lord .... I hope I do not trouble you"
"It's just a small thing .... It's all my fault too"
I took some of the heavy bags and started to carry them to the school.
I do not remember the contents of this bag but it is very heavy.
"Are you alright Your Majesty ?!"
"I'm fine .... let's go now"
"All right ..."
Mel and I entered the school and there was a huge crowd there as we entered.
Most of the noblemen are here but there are also pesent children here but the numbers are so small and the opportunity to enter is also difficult for them.
But that's not what I'm busy about right now ..... it's the people who are there watching me and Mel carrying our stuff.
"Is it Merlis? ... That mean and cruel nobleman's daughter?"
"I think that's the person."
"If she does, it's a pity ... but she looks really cute so it's a good point for her."
"Don't let her fool you ... Mark"
I can hear all their conversations clearly here.
If I were in the past, I would definitely get angry and fight with them.
This time I ignored them and only went through them to reach the person in charge of telling my room.
"Sir .... Where is my room?"
"Your name? ... Young lady?"
"Merlis .... Verminsti Merlis"
"Merlis ... Merlis ... your room number is 129 located on the third floor"
"Thank you"
Mel and I headed to our room to find out where we were.
"So ... that young lady is Merlis?"
"She doesn't look like I heard at all."
...
Finally we got to our room.Hah, so tired to bring this stuff.
"My lord, do you need anything?"
"Huh? ... I don't need anything at all"
"Alright then, once I'm done cleaning this bag I'll be going to my room"
I just nod my head in response.
I've never seen this room before.
It's a bit much for me to live alone.
To his right is a window that allows me to see the training ground for the students here.
The place is still vacant because today is the day the new student enters. So no students will practice here.
Not far from this entrance is a door. If I'm not mistaken, this is definitely Mel's bedroom.
Overall this place is great.
"Errr .... My Lord does this book belong to you?"
"Book? .... What book?"
"This book"
No way this book ... How can it be here ?!
I read the contents of the book and I see that the contents of the book were written by me while I was still alive.
Why is it here?
There are many things I want to know but the existence of this book will help me to correct my past mistakes and weaknesses.
Plus, I know some important future events, so with this book I will be able to prepare for it.
"My lord? ... Why are you so quiet"
"Mel .... I will be a good Lord so that I can meet my people's demands when I finish school later!"
"Yes, I know my Lord and I wish you success"
"Thanks, Mel!"
This time I will not repeat my mistake again.
The opportunity given to me should be taken seriously so that no one else will suffer because of me.
This time I will definitely be a good leader in my second life!