Succession Round 1, Behind the Scenes with Ransel. (1)

Marigold opened her eyes in a black space.

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[Would you like to use ‘Memory Inheritance’ once?]

1.

Start Inheritance.

2.

Postpone Inheritance.

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She thought she was dreaming.

Since leaving home five years ago, Marigold had many dreams.

Longing dreams.

Scary dreams.

Pleasant dreams.

She didn’t know exactly what kind of dreams they were. It was a series of fragmented scenes that were too short to piece together.

But this time it was different.

It was too vivid to be a dream, and too strange a sight to be reality.

‘Select Inheritance, Postpone Inheritance?’

In front of the two signs, different ropes hung down.

It seemed to be waiting for her choice.

‘……?’

Marigold chose one without much thought. She just chose as her body led her.

-Select Inheritance.

As she pulled with a little force, the darkness receded as if a curtain had been lifted.

A chillingly bright space filled Marigold’s eyes.

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[The Corridor of Memories is now open]

-Time limit: 10 minutes.

-Available Achievement Points: 1500 points (per use).

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It was an exhibition hall made of gold and marble.

Every direction she turned, it was filled with extravagant paintings and works of art.

Marigold’s eyes were drawn to the paintings lined up along the wall. She felt somehow familiar with them.

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[Album of Memories]

-1. What kind of life is this, Marigold?

-2. Victim of war, Marigold.

-3. There are so many ways to die.

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-25. The Pleasure Tycoon Marigold.

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“……Me?”

What appeared on the canvas was all Marigold herself.

In different backgrounds and stories, her own figure, who had met different fates, was expressed in dozens of paintings.

Suddenly, she placed her hand on one of the nearby paintings.

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[Bad Ending No. 2. Would you like to inherit the memories of the Poor Fallen Miss Marigold] – 400 points.

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“……?”

It was a series of incomprehensible phrases.

How much time had passed as she looked around? Letters appeared in front of her again.

-Remaining time: 1 minute!

-Please use your points quickly!

“Wait, wait a minute! Just a minute!”

Marigold fidgeted, answering something invisible.

“Give me some time to think……!”

She understood only one thing. That she had to use this ‘point’ somewhere.

But where? How?

Marigold knew nothing. She had no idea. To her, this space was just a maze full of questions.

-30 seconds!

-10 seconds!

“Ugh, ugh!”

-5!

-4!

-3!

“Wait a minute!”

-2……1……!

No time. Marigold ended up randomly choosing what she could reach.

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-Inheriting the memories of Pleasure Minister Marigold. 400 points have been used.

-Inheriting the memories of a Noble Family’s Breadwinner Marigold. 400 points have been used.

-Inheriting the memories of a Cheerful Maid Marigold. 400 points have been used.

-Acquired Beginner Black Magic. 300 points have been used.

※Remaining points: 0 points.

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She didn’t even know what she was doing. She just randomly touched what was nearby.

—Memory Inheritance is complete.

Marigold woke up.

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“Ugh!”

“Ugh, you scared me!”

She raised her upper body in surprise. Pina’s voice, startled by the sudden movement, was heard.

Chirp chirp-!

The scenery of the Stable, where the midday sun was slanting in.

Only the sound of birds chirping was heard clearly.

Marigold blinked for a long time after waking up on the dry pile of straw. Her pounding heart wouldn’t calm down.

“Oh, what’s wrong, Miss? Did you suddenly have a nightmare or something?”

“That’s……”

Marigold’s words, which she was about to complain, stopped.

‘……!’

Unfamiliar memories poured into her head.

Memories of living as a maid.

Memories of living as a merchant.

Memories of living as a breadwinner.

It was her own memories of living different lives in different places and times.

They flooded in and filled her up.

“……!”

Marigold had inherited the memories.

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[Precautions]

1.

Don’t worry even if you rush. All unused points will be returned!

2.

Memories from episodes where ‘Inheritance’ was used are all shared.

3.

Abilities are reset after the ending.

※Choose carefully and enjoy the rest of your life!

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1.

Making Marigold the Empress and ending this game.

One way or another, Lancel’s goal was only that in the end. It felt like he had gone around in circles a bit.

The reason he visited the Imperial Capital early as soon as he started this episode was also to meet Marigold.

All of Lancel’s plans always started from there.

But.

“I’m Mary! I’ll work hard.”

Marigold came to him.

On her own two feet. Right in front of his eyes.

Lancel had to feel quite confused by that fact.

This had never happened before. It was always his role to find her, and he had never even imagined that the situation would be reversed.

Eventually, Lancel went to Baron Ibil Shen. It was that man who had hired Marigold as a maid.

When he asked why he had hired a new maid, the answer he received was unexpected.

“Actually, I didn’t want to hire her.”

“Yes?”

“She suddenly came to me and asked me to hire her as a maid. At first, I thought, ‘What’s going on?’ and tried to kick her out.”

“……But why……?”

“But she said it so enthusiastically. It was the first time I’d ever seen someone want to work at my house.”

“……”

“So, when she came for the third day, I just hired her. What does it matter? It’s not like I’m going to run out of money just because I hire one more person.”

Baron Ibil Shen said that and shrugged his shoulders.

Is this a case of going to someone three times?

‘No, it could be a coincidence.’

Lancel brushed off the ominous feeling that came to his mind. Nothing was certain yet.

It was possible that Marigold, who had arrived in Rodniss by chance, had really come to Baron Ibil Shen’s mansion, who had no connection with her in this episode, and had really liked the job of a maid, knocked on the door three times, and was eventually hired.

Anyway, it wasn’t impossible.

‘It’s possible to roll the dice a hundred times and get the same number a hundred times.’

Infinite Marigold arrangement.

Well, something like that.

But soon after. Marigold’s strange behavior began to be witnessed everywhere.

“Mary, where have you been playing again?”

“I, I just took a nap……”

“A nap? Did you say a nap?”

“Ah, no, Miss Hesti! I misspoke!”

First of all, she’s lazier than she looks.

Lancel had often seen Marigold being diligent, but he hadn’t seen her being lazy very often.

“Snore…….”

Lancel quietly watched Marigold, who was lying in the shade of the garden and fast asleep.

She was hugging a puppy that he didn’t know where she had gotten it from, and even snoring untidily.

‘She’s sleeping very peacefully.’

When she was given a task, she seemed to work hard for a while, but before he knew it, she would spend time in a place where she couldn’t be seen, take a nap, or eat snacks.

She had been using various methods to distract herself.

However, the point was that it wasn’t like she couldn’t do her job.

“I’ve finished all the laundry, Miss Hesti!”

“Already?”

“Miss Hesti! I’ve taken out the baked bread, so can I take a break!”

“Really?”

“Miss Hesti! I’ve taken out the baked bread!”

A veteran maid.

Marigold felt like someone who was used to the job of a maid.

From simple housework to removing stains or repairing furniture, she was surprisingly skilled.

“Good evening, Young Master Lancel.”

And finally, the day she came to clean Lancel’s room.

“Young Master Lancel. From now on, I’m going to go into your room and clean it up a bit. Don’t ever come in until I tell you I’m done. Never! Never come in, never ever. Never ever!”

“I’m not going in. How many times are you going to emphasize it?”

“You promised, Young Master. If you come in, you’ll be fined a million gold coins.”

“I wouldn’t pay that much even if I went into the Emperor’s room.”

Marigold then went into Lancel’s room with her eyes shining brightly.

‘What the hell is she doing?’

Lancel peeked inside.

-Sniff sniff.

Marigold was burying her face in something and sniffing it like crazy.

‘What is she doing?’

Lancel could easily tell that it was the coat he had taken off during the day.

“Hehehe…….”

Her face was half-relaxed, and her lips were full of smiles.

After a long time, the face of the girl who had finished cleaning seemed to shine. She looked like she had gotten rid of all her fatigue.

“I’m done, Young Master. Thank you for the meal.”

It was strange.

Marigold’s condition.

Actually, there were many times when she was strange, but this was the first time she was strange from the beginning. It was like she was a little crazy from the initial setting.

“Did you finish your workout well, Young Master? If you come this way, I’ll help you change your clothes.”

“No, thanks. I can do it myself.”

“No! As a maid, I can’t leave such a thing to Young Master. I’ll help you. Come on, quickly.”

“Hey, hey.”

Lancel pushed away the face of the girl who was rushing at him with her eyes blazing.

It was at that moment that Hesti came in with a knock.

“……”

“Hesti.”

Lancel gestured for Hesti to come back in, wiping his face dry.

It was because she was closing the door again as if she had seen something she shouldn’t have.

“I see.”

After a brief explanation, Hesti asked with a puzzled expression.

“I was just wondering, but have Young Master and Miss Mary known each other for a long time?”

“Of course not. What are you talking about when you’ve been with me all the time, Hesti.”

“Something……you seemed strangely familiar, so I asked just in case.”

Did it look like that to strangers too?

‘How should I explain this?’

At that moment, after a moment of thought.

“I……”

Marigold opened her mouth.

“We shared our first……experience.”

“……?”

The air froze.

A short but long silence came.

Lancel was aware of something ominous from the moment Marigold covered her red cheeks with both hands.

“……Young Master…….”

A low, sunken voice.

He quickly turned his gaze to Hesti. Her eyes were somehow cold.

“Hesti. It’s not true.”

“……If the rumor spreads that you laid your hands on a maid, the Dante Family’s reputation…….”

“It’s not true. Do you think I’m that kind of person?”

Lancel could only deny it actively, sweating profusely.

At this point, he was already sensing something.

Yes.

Marigold.

That the memories of ‘previous episodes’ were quite clearly revived in this girl.

There was only one cause.

‘Memory Inheritance.’

What should he do about this?

There was only one conclusion.

“Mary. Can we talk for a moment?”

There was no other way but to probe her directly.