Who's Wearing My Best Friend's Face? のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 8

Having hung there for days, the corpse was reeking of decay.Her leg bones were thoroughly shattered, the splintered fragments held together only by dried, clotted flesh.Who would dare do something so brutal right under the emperor's nose?After returning to a modern society grounded in law and order, I'd almost forgotten the mindless violence of this world.A wave of helplessness washed over me, and I softly called for the system.I woke it up and asked for a status update on my best friend, Eleanor Clark, to confirm that she was doing well.Before it could even ask why I was skipping the pleasantries, it let out a sharp screech. [I-Isabel… this corpse looks kind of familiar.]My heart instantly leaped into my throat.Fortunately, the system immediately changed course. [I'm probably just overthinking it. It's a good thing you saw her in person today.]I refused to entertain the worst-case scenario.After taking a deep breath, I turned back, determined to give the woman a pr

The system drove the carriage at breakneck speed, but by the time we reached the palace gates, an entire night had passed.The pain of my nails digging deep into my palms did nothing to quell the panic clutching at my chest.Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Eleanor covered in blood in this world.In five years of dissecting countless corpses, I had never been this terrified of identifying a body.I couldn't bear to imagine the horrors she must have endured.As I stood before the palace gates, my heart hammered like a war drum.Yet, a desperate part of me kept clinging to hope. Maybe the body wasn't Eleanor after all.The real Eleanor would be overjoyed to see me back, smiling as she introduced me to her child.Forcing down the murderous intent surging inside me, I pulled out the white opal pendant Eleanor had given me before I returned to the modern world.Back then, knowing we might never see each other again, she had wiped a glistening tear from the corner of her e

Declan went pale with horror, and he took a sharp, unsteady step backward.His eyes locked onto the unrecognizable corpse, his lips trembling. "That's impossible! Eleanor is right here! How dare you use some nameless body to slander my empress and me!"When his gaze snapped back to me, a flicker of panic flashed through his eyes. "Isabel, I'm letting this slide out of respect for your help in the past. But if you keep spouting nonsense, don't blame me for not showing you any mercy!"Watching him cling to this self-deception, I found the sight utterly ironic. All that remained was bone-chilling coldness and a raging hatred."Slander?" I let out a dark laugh. "Declan, do you dare claim you don't recognize the scars on this body? Who else could possibly carry these exact features besides her?"The illusion shattered.Declan's face turned from pale white to a sickly green. It was obvious that I had hit him right where it hurt.Beside him, the fake Eleanor had completely lost her sof

Back then, after Declan took the throne, he feared his brother Leon Shaw's influence and had him secretly poisoned.I had grieved for him for a long time, and Eleanor had even gotten into a serious fight with Declan over it.So how on earth was Leon standing right here?He walked inside step by step, his movements stiff and his face devoid of expression. It was as if everything around him meant nothing.He radiated none of the vitality of a living person. He looked far more like a puppet being pulled on strings."Leon?" My voice trembled, thick with shock and confusion. "You're… alive?"Leon didn't answer. He just kept walking toward me.The moment he came to a stop a few feet away, a sudden realization hit me.My connection to the system had been completely severed.I finally understood. The system hadn't malfunctioned. Leon's arrival had jammed its signal!Unease churned violently in my gut.Right then, Declan snapped his head up, finally stripping off his hypocritical mas