Middle-aged Man's Noble Daughter Reincarnation 소설 & 이야기

The middle-aged man asked as he rushed in. His eyes landed on me. "Is this her?! Oh...I don't even need to ask. I can see that she looks so much like her mother. There's no difference between her and our daughter! She's clearly the daughter of my Clara. Thank you so much, Nolan. Thank you so much for bringing her back to us. At last, we didn't lose completely. We have her! Thank you so much!" The middle-aged man said. "It was my duty sir. I could not keep the High Priestess safe years ago. I don't want to make the same mistake with her daughter. It has always been my goal to find her and bring her back. I am so glad that I did that" he said.

Finn’s eyes widened and he gripped my hand tighter. Rowena nodded grimly, pulling a chair close to the bedside. “That’s because she is. I suspected as much when I first saw the signs, but now I’m certain.” She hesitated, as though weighing how much to say. “Everest, your daughter isn’t just a strong soul. She’s… a goddess. Or rather, a reincarnation of one. A piece of something ancient, returning to the world.” Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. I had expected as much after the dream, but hearing it spoken aloud made it real. “How can that be?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“For his case, he must make his daughter forget about him like he never existed to save her” “How!? Chelsea must not die!” “Bad news is, it doesn’t apply to you. Your case was different. You reincarnated on the same year, the same day you died which is very strange. I never encountered cases like yours before but I have read it from our book, that kind of case” “What is it? Tell me! Tell me please!”

A LOT. Anyway, enough of that. Let's focus on what happened after that. When I opened my eyes, I thought I died because I don't feel anything, nonetheless I'm still right. Yes, I died, but I got reincarnated as Frielle Marcia Madrigal Fortess. Of course, at first, I'm confused to the point that all I could think of is 'What the fuck?' But, after a few weeks, I finally gathered myself and realized some things: first, the fact that I got reincarnated into what seems like another world. Second, I'm now a duchess, an 18-year-old single lady, and is currently the third's most powerful woman in the kingdom. Third, I'm an orphan in this world, my parents died when I'm just 15. Fourth, the dukedom h

Do you know how old you are? "No. It was discarded a long time ago. It became useless once I was exiled. But my birthday stays the same or equivalent to it." Ren kneeled to face her directly. "You know this already, yes? Your mother hinted towards it right?" "Yes." Melinda's hands trembled as she grabbed his face in response. "You are a reincarnation. They are so rare. Father has an Ancestor that was one. A deeply guarded secret for good reason. The clan was wiped out because of it."

I gaze my whole body at the royal human mirror and spin my body around. What the fuck! What is this cloth? It looks like from ancient time in China! I don't remember wearing this before I d-die.... What the hell... Did I died but got reincarnated right away, but where.... Oh my! Is it in the novel of One thousand Years or Beautiful maniquin or Mi amoré.... I know, okay... I like that way... No twist, no killing... Just intimate moments and Funny moments.... As I continue spinning my body around but still complaining in my mind as what novel did I reincarnated with... A woman figure dash in my room, holding a tray full of medicine....

“This child... Where did she come from?” “She’s my eldest daughter.” “Your daughter? She has started to collect divinity at such a young age?” Xienna was stunned, and at the same time, an unfavorable feeling started to well up within her inexplicably. She had given birth to four children after she had reincarnated, but none of them had defied the natural orders of law and started to gather and condense divinity after they were born. And this child was filled with natural divinity. She suddenly thought of a person.

“Your name is Lancelot Ral Constance, sire. You are the head of the Constance household and the Baron of the town of Isaia.” His explanation is brief and easy to understand, which what instills terror inside me. I brushed my hair and laughed at myself. This is a joke, really, I never have thought that I’m getting reincarnated like this myself. If I’m correct, the world I am in right now is from a novel titled ‘Love of The Life’, a w******l about Cecilia Istvan, the MC(Main Character) who came from the countryside and fell in love with the second prince of the country yada yada all those cliche settings of a historical w******l that you can think of. Yet, here I am, reborn as Avery Ila Ronan’

“You find it familiar, right? I’m your fiancé’s second degree cousin. André’s grandpa and my grandpa are brothers.” Sure enough, she was right, and her heart felt cold. She had no idea why, but everything she forgot about seemed to be connected with André. But for now, she had no proof if this were all just merely coincidences or there must be something wrong with that man. Reincarnation, even for someone with celestial blood like her was something that did not come so easily. A heavy price must be paid. As to who paid the price and how or what the price was, she had no idea.

I never thought I would be reborn. The image of Yuna dying in my arms still felt so vivid. In my previous life, I had died miserably. Yuna only had one wish as she took her last breath, which was to see her father, whom she hadn't seen for over a month. But I couldn't bear to tell her the truth that I couldn't reach Andrew Kettler at all. No matter how many messages I sent or how many times I begged him, it would always fall on deaf ears.