Interlude 1

"Tell me Harry, is it true that the Chauvestel Sisters took an apprentice under their wing?" asked the curious black-haired half-elf man to his friend.

"It is, Reinhard." replied Harry with his laugh, an aqua blue-haired beastkin muscular male who has a fox ears and tail. "His weapons are almost the same type as Cara's. Our friend told us in her letter."

"She's proud of him alright." Commented Reinhard as he looked at every person in a room with his rare genuine smile who smiled back. "Everything's positive especially the way he makes some tricks with his weapon. Not that the lad is bragging and showing off rarely, he simply backs it up with his skills and character to speak for itself."

"I see." commented a silver-haired teen-looking man who wore a white military uniform that symbolized his status. "Harry, how good is he with his magical devices?"

"He's pretty good, Your Imperial Majesty."

"Pretty...good?"

The man and other persons in the room almost laughed.

Recovering first, the man looked at Reinhard. "Reinhard, you have a granddaughter who shares the same case, right?"

"Yes, sire." Answered Reinhard.

"Invite her then. Not counting some of our work to remove the unwanted drifters or transmigrators who will damage the work I made for our country by causing harm and spread of unproven harmful ideology, political or not, our society is more of a social gathering of us with keeping an eye on the security and putting them down."

Remembering the man killing off the 'special' individuals from the wars and encounters easily, the majority nodded.

The world here will be better off with those poor excuse of individuals dead than to be alive. They've seen consequences like what happened to Maine and the rest of countries when left unchecked.

Peace in their homeland and family, what a nice ring and dream to have. They only needed to talk to each other and ask them what they think. Outside politics, they support each other through their society, and talking things and matters of interest.

"I will."

"Now with that out of the way, let's talk about some alternate history scenarios based on our former worlds and what should have been should that be a reality."

One hand suddenly raised to that call.

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Airi Virtanen, a black-haired 1/8 elven girl was in good mood while her friend, Juliet Chamillet, played a joyful and relaxing tone with her violin in the garden.

First, she was living in world of sword and magic.

Second, the deities said her beloved from her past life was reborn in the same world. They, including the Goddess of Love, haven't told her the name yet but assured her there'll be a hint.

Lastly, her friend, Juliet, was a reincarnator like her except that Juliet's former world was way much different.

While her current life father was gone for a business meeting and her mother giving her a break from studies, she daydreamed of the times of her past life turning interesting when she first met a male student who changed her life forever and accepted her love and confession.

Even now, she longed for his presence.

'I'll be your childhood heroine in our life this time.' blissfully thought Airi at what she would imagine a romantic reunion followed by a kiss at such young age then forming an adventurer party and having adventures.

Juliet stopped playing for a moment as she put down her violin. "Airi, you're daydreaming again."

"Sorry, it just that my darling loved me as me in our past life."

"Okay..." said Juliet in understanding. "Tell me about him. I've never been in love at least once."

Airi smiled.