Sarah Rosenbaum sold her country in her previous life.
Not just once, but twice.
The first time was to the Empire from the kingdom she was born into, and the second time was that Empire to the revolutionaries.
Knowing this, anyone would blame her, asking why she would sell her own country if there was nothing else to sell.
But that’s something only those who don’t know her circumstances would say.
She sold it because she could, and she had no regrets about that choice.
“Because of you, the world above is a complete mess right now.”
However, if she couldn’t reincarnate because of that, the story changes.
She endured the terrible fires of hㅌll for 300 years, waiting for the day she could reincarnate, only to be met with the thunderous judgment that she still had a long way to go.
“Go up to the surface right now and restore the fates that have been twisted and will be twisted because of you.”
So she readily accepted the god’s proposal.
It was a flawed mission missing the when, where, what, and how, but that didn’t matter.
Even though it was a somewhat reckless resurrection, Sarah was deeply grateful to the god who gave her the chance.
Until she met that man.
“Fancy seeing this face here.”
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Cold eyes looking down at her as if in disbelief.
Enoch Soser, the hero who had once plunged a holy sword into Sarah’s heart, moved only his lips to express his thoughts.
“It’s unlucky.”
