Chapter 1
Apparently, at the moment of death, you remember all sorts of things from the day you were born until the day you die.
“...Fifteen years of life, huh? That’s a little short. The highlight of my life was... Hm? ...Huhhh?”
For some reason. Somehow.
What I remembered then was my previous life.
I remembered using the power of the “Great Saint”—now nothing more than a fairy tale—over and over in my previous life.
“Bwah—what is this absurd power?! It’s throwing the laws of the world into chaos!!”
As I lay bleeding to death after being attacked by a monster, I remembered my previous life.
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That day, my older sister’s furious voice rang out from the largest room in our house.
“If she undergoes the ‘Coming-of-Age Ritual,’ this girl will definitely die!”
Right now, my father and the four of us siblings are in the middle of a family meeting.
The topic is whether I should undergo the dangerous ‘Coming-of-Age Ritual’ to become a knight...
“But I heard it’s gotten a little safer. She’s got about a fifty percent chance of surviving, doesn’t she?”
My second-oldest brother glanced at me and argued back at my sister.
My sister glared at my second-oldest brother, veins bulging at her temples.
“What?! So that means there’s a fifty percent chance she’ll die! There are already four knights in this family! There’s no need to make her go through something so dangerous!!”
My second-oldest brother and my sister glared at each other.
My oldest brother sat farther away, polishing his sword as if he had no interest in the discussion.
Dad had his arms crossed and stayed silent, but then he suddenly looked at me and spoke.
“Fia, what do you want to do?”
“Huh? M-me? I-I want to do it!”
...Oh no.
It had been so long since anyone had called me by my name that I got nervous and stumbled over my words.
My sister looked at me with pity, then began speaking as if trying to make me understand.
“There are other paths besides becoming a knight. Dad is the deputy commander of the Knights, and my brothers and I are knights, so there’s no risk of our family being dissolved in the next generation. You can choose whatever profession you like.”
“Then... I want to be a knight.”
To make her understand that this was my own choice, I looked her straight in the eyes and said it clearly.
I will become a knight.
Because that had been my dream ever since I was little.
My sister looked at me in silence for a while, then sighed as if giving up.
“I know you’ve been training to become a knight ever since you were little. I know you’ve always admired knights, too. But... No, all right! Then undergo the ‘Coming-of-Age Ritual.’ But if you haven’t come back after a day, I’ll go looking for you!”
And so, it was decided that I would undergo the ‘Coming-of-Age Ritual’ the following day.