The Last Candidate to the Throne

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??: " — — — "

The woman seemed focused on her work, however, from time to time, her eyes returned to her sister, who continued to observe the landscape through the window.

She should be working now, helping her sister to have less work, however, she didn't even pick up a broom or cloth to clean the floor and windows, she just continued to observe the outside of the mansion, as if waiting for something to happen.

Her blue eyes seemed to be without light, lost in time, turned off from somewhere. It wasn't the first time that the blue-haired maid acted like this, but lately, its after-effects were making her older sister uncomfortable.

??: "...Do you need something?"

??: " — — — "

No response, as expected.

Her job as an older sister was to bring order to the house, but her heart was very soft towards her younger sister - perhaps it was her protective instincts acting up. She wanted to help her younger sister serve the Lord as a good maid, but the woman couldn't force her to work. As a result, the service began to sway towards the older sister, who kept her head down and continued to act as if everything was fine.

However, internally, the woman wanted to cry, beg a healer to save her sister, and bring back that special person.

Closing her eyes, she returned to focusing on her work, she had a lot to do—

??: "Su..."

??: "Hun?!"

Hearing her sister say a word, the woman stopped abruptly, even dropping the mop.

??: "Su..."

Again the younger sister said, leaving the older one speechless:

She had never said a single word since she stopped being a child, presenting a mysterious sequelae in her head, affecting her day-to-day functioning, and her memories, leaving her practically like an empty shell, with no memories, no souvenirs, just being the woman's younger sister.

Maybe she felt that someone appeared, after so long, that someone she longed for appeared.

It's only a matter of time to find out which version of you she wants to know...


Part 3 - The Last Candidate for the Throne.


??: "Investigation? Hmm, I don't know, there are a lot of similar people out there, the cost will be quite high."

Inside the man's house, Subaru settled into a bar chair and leaned his hand on the wooden table. It looked very old, but also preserved, as if someone had always used it. In the other Subaru's memories, it was Felt who visited this old man, being almost like a daughter to him.

Felt was a fourteen-year-old girl with golden hair and crimson eyes, while...

Subaru: "Sorry, but what's your name?"

Rom: "Ah, you came to do business and you don't even know my name? How stupid... My name is old Rom, but without the "old".

...while old Rom was a 10-foot tall lord of the race of giants.

He clearly wasn't Felt's biological father, but that was pretty obvious from the story Subaru had in his memories. He would at least protect her if necessary, and even risk his life for her... Like a true father.

Well, ignoring the parental issue a bit, Subaru tapped his finger on the counter, catching Rom's attention, who showed a sour expression:

Rom: "What happened? Do you really want this investigation? I already said it will be expensive."

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