This BL Novel Is Ruined Now - Chapter 204

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Chapter 204

Translator: Yonnee

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At his words, the conversation she had with Leo before this whole situation automatically replayed in her ears.

“I’m going to help them.”

“Leo. I understand your concerns. But… people’s lives must come first.”

‘Could it be… they heard everything?’

“Lady Reina. Let me ask you once more. Have you never been concerned about those oppressed in the Dwarven Principality? Did you really have no intention to help us?”

“……”

Wuran was right.

When Letis told her about the system here, and when she asked Ethan if he knew about it, Reina felt a sense of alienation at every moment.

“So many are dying, yet people say, ‘There’s nothing to be done’… Haa, I really can’t adapt to the values of this place.”

Yes. The people living in this era were certainly different from her.

Unlike them, she couldn’t help but feel something for those dying from mere ideals.

‘So I… always acted.’

She couldn’t live like the people of this world, where nobles stood at a higher place than their fellow human beings.

Acknowledging this, Reina clenched her fists and bowed her head.

‘Even if it makes me a hypocrite, it can’t be helped.’

She didn’t intend to embrace all the world’s pain. However, within her means, she wanted to help others.

That’s why she didn’t just passively save only her friends during the smallpox outbreak but advocated for vaccination throughout the whole nation.

And when the plague broke out, she fought on the front lines, knowing well that she could die.

Slowly revealing her identity and self, the word ‘cause’ was deeply engraved within her.

As her thoughts reached this point, a smirk appeared.

‘I… have really changed a lot.’

There was a huge gap between the ‘Han Jaehee’ who only thought about survival and the current ‘Reina Chantra’.

‘But these feelings… Ethan might not understand.’

Not just Ethan.

She slowly looked up at Leo, who was supporting her.

‘Most people who live in this era won’t understand me.’

Especially someone like Leo, who came from a common background, let alone those born as nobles.

In the end, this would be a peculiarity unique to her.

As her chain of thoughts began to show a conclusion, her mind calmed down.

“Lady Reina. His Excellency Ethan will be very angry.”

Honestly, there were still parts as tangled as a skein of yarn.

What should one do when the values they pursue and those of the person they want to spend their life with differ?

Reina closed her eyes tightly and took several deep breaths.

‘But whatever the answer may be, the action I can take right now is already determined.’

Based on Wuran’s words, the belief that she was the ‘Goddess’ had already irreversibly spread among the revolutionaries.

That’s why they had immediately taken action, and Duke Mao had activated ‘The Blacksmith’s Tears’.

‘Right. There’s no use crying over spilt milk.’

“I need to clarify a few things.”

She stood up, still wearing an expression heavy with fatigue, but her voice was clearer than before.

Pushing away Leo’s support for a moment, Reina scanned the dwarves who were spread out in a cone shape with Wuran at the front.

“Firstly, I am not the Goddess.”

“No, you are definitely-”

“Do not interrupt me.”

Reina shot Wuran a sharp look.

“I have no courtesy to show to those who act based on their assumptions without directly asking me of my intentions.”

Feeling the validity of her rebuke, everyone fell silent, holding their breath.

Alone on the stage of the forge, Reina firmly declared.

“I have no intention of leading your revolution or reform, whatever that grand plan may be.”

“But surely Lady Reina also—”

An old man, unable to hold back and trying to interject. Reina frowned in annoyance.

“Yes, it’s true that I am concerned. Because my belief is that life is precious, regardless of who you are or where you stand.”

Her energy seemed to have recovered slightly, making it easier to breathe than before. So, she walked with measured steps and stood in front of the central furnace.

“However, let me make one thing clear. You do not have the right to use my creed at your leisure.”

Upon her conclusion, a deep sense of defeat appeared on Wuran’s face.

‘If this woman does not join us…’

The inherently feeble citizens of the Dwarven Principality might just put down the spears they held.

This was not an exaggeration but a reality.

Dwarves, by nature distant from passion, were peculiarly more so in this region.

Knowing that phrases like ‘joint production, joint distribution’ were nothing but empty talk, no one stepped forward to complain about the situation leading to starvation.

That’s why Wuran desperately needed the presence of this ‘Goddess’.

‘If it comes to this…’

The old man, fists clenched in the face of impending despair, bowed his head deeply. He had not wanted to resort to this method, but he too was driven into a corner.

“Lady Reina—”

“So.”

Just then, the voices of the two simultaneously filled the surroundings.

Wuran, as if to yield the turn, slightly nodded his head.

“Please speak first, Goddess.”

Then Reina, without refusing, presented her stance.

“I have no intention of being used by you. However, I am willing to engage in a ‘transaction’.”