Azphira Tales

Dianna lowered her gaze. The blossoms, which must have been beautiful, lay completely crushed. She stared blankly at the sight. If even details like this mirrored the past, it meant her destiny was set. [Mable] "How could the flower crown…… Who was responsible for managing this?" [Maid] "I-It was definitely fine when I left it earlier!" The maid's face turned bright red. The young woman stood frozen, unable to believe the situation. Mable's expression also shifted. [Maid] "Oh

Dianna pondered the situation. Why did Guiscard Lodbrog resolve to marry her? It was to torment her. It was to punish her by remaining at her side. She revisited this reason repeatedly. Guiscard had brought deep suffering to her in the past life, and the reason for her miserable past life was punishment—the crime of carrying the bloodline of those accursed people. Paradoxically, in this second life, Dianna understood his pain clearly. She had no choice but to understand his r

Dianna recovered and stood up after suffering from the illness for about a week. Curse it all, the fever vanished without leaving a single trace, leaving her mind excessively clear. She drifted into old memories. In her past life, she had shouted that she would report her situation to the Pope. What a hopeful statement that was. Her past self was so foolishly naive it brought a bitter smile to her lips. She had harbored the comfortable delusion that the Pope's righteousness w

Crisp weather marked the transition from autumn to winter. Shouts of men training echoed through the chilly air. The sweat-glistened skin of shirtless warriors caught the light. Within the cool breeze, the heat radiating from their bodies warmed the surrounding atmosphere. Upon his arrival, Guiscard immediately oversaw the training of his knights. This move was natural. The foundation of his power rested on the loyalty of his warriors. His forces included noble knights who re

The shock wasn't grand, yet her head throbbed from the impact of rolling with the person who held her waist. She gasped heavily for breath. Pain wracked her entire body. She placed her hand against the chest of the man who caught her. Dianna then looked down at Guiscard pinned beneath her. He raised his gaze to meet her face. For some reason, the moment their eyes locked, he also froze. Only then did she look at his face properly. In the past, she believed he had fully mature

The carriage came to a halt to allow a change of sheets. Rain rarely pierced the thick canopy of a massive tree where the procession stopped, prompting the attendants to move busily through their tasks. Dianna watched the forest shrouded in a thick fog. The gloomy weather mirrored her dark future. [Knight] "Demanding a change of sheets, seriously." The complaints of several knights drifted through the air. Dianna recognized the men. Guiscard's knights, the Vargrhati Order, al

It was a certain rainy day in their first life. Rain poured down. The downpour raged so violently that it blocked all vision. It was a fierce and bitter storm, severe enough to force even the forest hunters to stay inside by the fire. Dianna ran through the heavy rain. Beneath the gray sky, her blonde hair clung to her face like strands of light. The hood of the cloak she wore to block the rain had fallen back long ago. Her water-logged dress dragged heavily. The shoes, compl

Dian, or rather Dianna, stood up. The cold autumn wind bit into the air. When she finished organizing books with the staff, the setting sun painted Neust Academy in beautiful shades of orange and red. She loved those slow, peaceful moments. While arranging the library, Dianna found a specific book. It belonged to Adel's favorites. Even though he didn't come from Panborough—where people treated the dragon as a divine messenger of God—he possessed a strange fondness for dragons

A dark night fell. A brutal night was bound to arrive in the future, yet it stood unexpectedly close. The darkness reached out toward the defenseless Dianna, trapping her in a pit of malice. [Dianna] "D-Don't do this. Please……" Her voice trembled, and her entire frame shook violently. [Dianna] "Please." Why did I fail to see? Why did I believe this sin would face forgiveness? Human dignity was seized, dragged to the very bottom, and hacked to pieces. Her body, covered in brui

Dianna Brienne. Ann. Ann, my master. The memory remained clear. Those hateful silver-gray eyes stared at him, spilling heavy tears. Standing against the light, the silhouette of her body glowed white. Back then, the warmth of the girl's hand burned his chest permanently. Experiencing warmth directed entirely at him for the first time in his life, Guiscard cursed his own desperate longing for it. [Dianna] "Guiscard." Whenever that gentle voice rang out, he collapsed completely

[Dianna] "You are right, Guiscard." [Guiscard] "……." [Dianna] "I always found you uncomfortable. It always felt like looking at my father's sins." [Guiscard] "Uncomfortable? Me?" He curled one corner of his mouth into a crooked smile. A heavy sigh escaped him, turning into white mist in the freezing air. The young man stared at the seated Dianna with a burning gaze. He paused in confusion for a long moment before speaking. [Guiscard] "If that was the case, you should never ha

Dianna had possessed several opportunities to obtain the magical key that unlocked the restraint collar. She also had the chance to free Guiscard with the help of her maternal grandfather. But at some point, she realized that bypassing the law wasn't the best solution. She decided to try a third option: proudly freeing Guiscard from his slave status. If she unlocked the collar, he would become a runaway slave, hunted at every turn. She remembered the atmosphere of the Brienne

The concept of a "Monster Wave" first emerged on Dianna’s fifteenth birthday. It referred to a massive surge of monsters that occurred roughly every year and a half. Unlike the Lodbrog Kingdom, which suffered frequent monster attacks, Panborough rarely witnessed monster appearances. If the nobles participating in Taillach managed the numbers well, there were even years with absolutely no monster sightings. But this time was different. A massive horde of monsters emerged in th

How strange. Akra furrowed his brow and stroked his chin. Ever since Dianna Brienne entered the prayer room, he remained lost in thought. [Akra] "It is strange……" [Priest] "What is strange?" The priest accompanying Akra asked. [Akra] "A faint trace of evil lingers somehow." [Priest] "An evil presence? Could it be the mark of an evil apostle?! We must destroy them immediately!" [Akra] "No, that is not it. It can't be……" Did the scent of blood drift from the young man? The pres

Their eyes met. For a split second, Guiscard indicated anger. Yet upon closer inspection, the boy stared at Dianna with his usual dry, detached expression. [Guiscard] "Forgive me. Your shoulders are exposed, and I worried you might catch a cold." [Dianna] "It's fine." She offered a soft smile. [Guiscard] "The wind is cold, regardless. Why are you outdoors?" [Philip] "Ann!" Before Guiscard could finish his sentence, a voice calling her name cut him off. It was Philip. He gallo

Guiscard stared at Dianna, and she met his gaze. With the passage of time, comfort grew between her and him. Now, she could state with absolute certainty that he would not kill her. She bestowed even more upon Guiscard. She arranged for him to receive a knight's appointment, an honor typically granted to commoners. Barot trained him brutally before departing for his own duties. Consequently, no knight in the Brienne ducal house could match Guiscard’s swordsmanship. Thus, he b