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Chapter 2 Poor Noble!?
Her limbs were soft and squishy, like marshmallows.
With a confused mind, I slowly got out of bed.
A luxuriously decorated full-length mirror stood in the corner of the room.
Reflected in it was a strange… adorable girl.
Long, smooth golden hair, as smooth as silk, flowed down her back, sparkling in the moonlight.
Her large, bright eyes were as vivid as rubies, a deep red that pierced the heart of anyone who gazed into them.
She looked to be around eight years old.
“… Who is this girl…”
I muttered, and the girl in the mirror moved her lips in the same way.
There was no doubt. This was me now.
At that moment, a torrent of information flowed into my head.
Memories and emotions I shouldn’t have known.
The girl’s name was Eris Von Avent.
The youngest daughter of the Avent family, a member of the Kingdom of Astel.
And then…
An impoverished noble family on the brink of ruin…!?
Memories flooded his mind, forcing a cruel reality upon him.
Again? Another life of poverty?
Nothing’s changed from his previous life!
The Avent family once ruled the eastern part of the kingdom and was a prestigious noble family trusted by the people.
But that’s all in the past.
Five years ago, a political struggle over the succession to the throne broke out.
My father, Reid Von Avent, was the commander of the Knights at the time, and his honest sense of justice led him into a trap set by those in power.
The current Prime Minister is the Duke of Alba. He hatched an inhumane plan to bring down a rival faction.
My father obtained evidence and tried to report it to the king.
But it was the Duke of Alba who got the better of him.
My father, on the other hand, was falsely accused of being a “rebel who plotted to usurp the throne.”
As a result, the Avent family avoided the death penalty, but was stripped of everything except their title of Earl.
All that remained was the name “Earl Avent.”
An empty title with no substance.
This was the birth of a “titular Earl,” a name people called with contempt and ridicule.
Our current home is a former small villa on the outskirts of the old town of Lapisford, the royal capital.
The magnificent main residence on our territory was confiscated long ago, and this mansion was left alone as an example of the Duke of Alba’s “compassion.”
However, even the maintenance costs of this small mansion weigh heavily on the Avent family today.
I –Eris– retrace my memories.
The furniture in this seemingly luxurious room, but upon closer inspection, I notice an unnatural gap along the wall.
She had likely sold off most of her valuables.
The négligée she was wearing felt nice against her skin, but the lace hem was slightly frayed.
And this body’s previous owner, “Eris”…
Despairing over this harsh reality, she lost the will to live with each passing day, and eventually gave up her soul.
So that’s what the goddess meant when she said “the void left by a soul having just left.”
“Don’t be ridiculous…”
In both her past and present lives, money and power have ruined her life.
The goddess’s unreasonable decisions and this world’s corrupt aristocratic society.
A seething rage welled up from deep within her body.
But at the same time, I thought:
The previous Eris had given up.
She had given up on living.
If that’s the case, I’ll live for her.
I’m not about to give up on such a shitty fate.
Just look at me, Evil Goddess and Duke Alba!
Gather materials and make money.
Learn the laws of this world and use them to their full potential.
“I will definitely survive…!”
The beautiful girl in the mirror—I—was smiling ferociously.
Knock, knock.
A quiet knock brought me back to reality.
“Eris-sama, breakfast is ready. This is Mireille.”
From the other side of the door came the same gentle voice that had woken me earlier.
Mireille.
One of the few maids serving this mansion.
“… Yes, I’ll be right there.”
I answered briefly, averting my gaze from my reflection in the mirror.
I was about to meet my new family.
Will a warm embrace or cold despair await me?
Either way, my second life has already begun.
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