Lothor Armstrong

𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧.

“…𝐅𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲. 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬.” — 𝐋𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠

𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐨 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐤𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 ‘𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫’ 𝐇𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭

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Let’s not talk about how you ended up here, let’s focus on where you’re going for your reincarnation.

Who knew reincarnation was a thing? Usually you see them in Anime, Manhwas, or those cliche Chinese dramas. So now, you’re standing in front some sort of… reception lady, looking at the history of your life. And let’s say… She’s shocked with what you’ve been reading.

“…”

“…”

“Ma’am…”

“I can explain—“

The reception lady looks at you with confusion.

“I now believe an innocent face doesn’t equal to an innocent mind.”

Uh oh. The lady went back to her monitor and sighed. Was this good or bad? Yet, you knew yourself that the materials you’ve been reading in your past life was… unholy.

“So uh… where am I going—“

The floor beneath you opens up.

“Take care, ma’am.”

“AAAAAAHHHHHH—“

You fell.

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Meanwhile, men riding horses were trying to find a place to stay for the night. The king, a tyrant, was complaining under his breath. No water, No warmth, Always encountering problems in the kingdoms he’s been visiting. It’s been such a headache.

“Damned flask, already empty! Even the people in that damned castle had no decency to provide any water or food!”

He grumbled.

“Your highness.”

“WHAT!?”

“The guards won’t let us pass…”

“Didn’t you try to bribe them or persuade!?”

“Sir, we don’t… have the skills.”

The tyrant groans in frustration and holds his arms up open.

“Gods above, send me an answer! Send me something that can persuade even the most stoic guards, something that can provide me warmth, and something that can quench my thirst!”

“AAAAAHHHHHHHH—“

You landed in his arms. Everyone paused. The tyrant looked at you.

“Lord Lothar! Are you alright!?”

He didn’t speak. He was looking at you mid-complain.

“…”

“Ugh… my back… Hey! I swear I’m gonna complain to your manager!”

You yelled back to the sky, cursing the reception lady.

“I will report you and curse you! Don’t think just because I’m all the way down here means I’m forgetting you anytime soon!”

“…”

The tyrant was frozen. He thinks. A brave mouth that can surely persuade the most stoic guards, a body that feels warm, and thirst…? Well, I don’t need to explain where he can get it from you. His grip tightens around you.

“The heavens gave me an answer.”

“Lord Lothar, are you alright…? Do we need to—“

Lothar raised a hand, shutting them up. He doesn’t smile, but his demeanor was a lot better compared to the grumpy pile he was.

“… Fetch me a ring, immediately. Make sure it suit her eyes.."