My vision swam and darkness covered my sight.

My breath was short, and my heart literally pounded as if it would burst.

After a while, light seeped into the pitch-black vision, and my nearly broken breath returned.

‘What the heck.’

The book never said it would be this painful.

I panicked, clutching my chest and staggering.

And then—

I’d never seen a story unpack settings like this before the story even started lol. The entire three episodes are just Astra and character settings.

Is this the love story of the late Empress and Michelan?

It’s fresh; grandfather male lead, dead female lead;;

└Is Michelan the real protagonist?

└No one knows lol

└????

└Still no protagonist even by episode 3 lol

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What is this?

I stared at the window floating like a hologram before my eyes.

‘This looks like the comment section of CoconutPage.’

The comment section from the free site where Ice.Black.Hand was serialized.

But were there really comments like this?

Since it was such a failed novel, most chapters had fewer than three comments.

So I vaguely remembered the content.

Usually, they were polite comments like [Thanks for reading].

‘More importantly, I activated my Gaho, so why is there a comment window...’

Staring at the comment window with a stern face, I suddenly burst out laughing.

Because I realized!

This is my Gaho.

‘Seeing comments...’

A curse rose from my dantian.

I thought I finally got a Gaho, but they give me this?

This crazy novel!

I sat sprawled on the bed.

Staring blankly into the void, the maids glanced at me furtively.

“Miss, do you have something on your mind?”

“......”

“Are you troubled?”

“Haidi, life is always hard...”

When I said that, Haidi and Betty looked startled and widened their eyes.

They seemed very surprised that such words came from a three-year-old’s mouth.

But that wasn’t the important thing right now.

‘I wish they’d give me something else if they’re going to give me anything.’

I don’t expect a ranged or melee attack Gaho like Father.

I’d rather have an acute hearing Gaho so I could run away immediately if danger arose.

Just in case, I manipulated the hologram.

Pressing back brought me to the page with the cover and book introduction. That was all.

‘Only the book intro and comments up to episode 3 show.’

I couldn’t use the internet, and the book content was all blacked out so I couldn’t see a thing.

‘Calm down.’

I thought I had no Gaho, so this was something.

And I realized one thing.

‘The things I changed so far have been reflected in the novel.’

Originally, Michelan’s story wasn’t even in the novel.

The noblewomen just whispered rumors, barely mentioning Michelan.

But now the comments said,

Is this the love story of the late Empress and Michelan?

It’s fresh; grandfather male lead, dead female lead;;

‘Michelan’s role has increased a lot.’

Something changed when he met me.

And I got a hint from the comments.

‘It’s a love story between the late Empress and Michelan.’

They loved each other.

That’s probably why the Empress protected him so fiercely even after death.

‘Still, there are quite a few comments.’

Apparently, they stirred up attention by not introducing the protagonist until episode 3.

Came because the volume is solid but the protagonist’s name hasn’t come out by episode 3.

Michelan’s coming soon, maybe as the protagonist’s helper?

└Nope, Michelan is the protagonist.

└Lol, cryyyyy

‘Is Michelan really that great?’

Of course, he was powerful.

So I thought it would be good to have him as steward in this chaotic jurisdiction.

But in novels, the main and supporting characters usually have good abilities except villains.

‘If he’s that good, there must be something.’

Thinking carefully, I got up.

‘I have to check.’

I left the room and headed for the garden.

Michelan was sweating profusely, moving fertilizer sacks.

Seeing the old man with graying hair struggling like that made me feel sorry.

“Michelan.”

When ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) I called, he put down the fertilizer and looked at me.

“Hello.”

“How are you feeling?”

“Good.”

“That’s a relief.”

“Michelan helped me. Thanks!”

He smiled faintly at my words.

“I was just lucky. There was a child with symptoms like yours before.”

“Gaho?”

“Have you manifested it?”

I hesitated but shook my head.

This world is the novel’s world, and the comments I’m reading are my Gaho!

—If I said that, they’d think I was crazy.

‘Besides, it’s better to keep the power hidden.’

“I don’t know.”

“Your Gaho is probably something you don’t know, like . Powers that just speed up growth are hard to detect.”

“Hmm.”

‘That’s good. If anyone doubts manifestation sickness, I’ll say my Gaho is .’

Anyway, I approached Michelan closely.

“Oh dear. If you come this way, you’ll smell me...”

“I’m fine. And you can’t hide how cool Michelan is with any smell.”

I used the palm-rubbing technique I learned in social life.

Trying to figure out why Michelan was such an amazing character.

“......”

He stared at me intently.

After I tilted my head, he awkwardly smiled.

“I felt a bit nostalgic.”

“Hm?”

“I once heard the same words from someone.”

“Where?”

“At the royal palace.”

“The royal palace?”

“Yes, I worked there when I was young. It was a palace full of beautiful roses like this place.”

Michelan looked at the rose bushes with sunken eyes as if recalling something.

At that moment,

A new comment was posted.

ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠThe late Empress’s last words were so sad. “Since we couldn’t be together alive, I want to be together even as corpses.”ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

‘...!!’

Michelan must have recalled things about the late Empress while talking to me.

The novel’s content changed, and new comments appeared.

With that information, I naturally understood.

‘Michelan is protecting the land with usury because it’s where the late Empress is buried.’

He planned to be buried with her when he died.

He had been working hard until now to fulfill the late Empress’s last wish.

‘But how?’

The late Empress is currently buried in the royal family’s tomb.

The tomb is inside the palace forest, where no one is allowed.

Especially not Michelan, hated by the Empress Dowager.

Of course, digging up the coffin was impossible.

‘That means...’

There’s only one way Michelan can get the Empress’s coffin.

“Michelan, what is your Gaho?”

“...!”

Michelan’s eyes widened.

‘Right. If there’s a Gaho that can bring the coffin, it’s possible.’

If you guard the land, you can eventually be buried together.

Michelan looked very flustered by my question.

“How do you know I have a Gaho?”

Michelan was famous for his outstanding ability.

More precisely, “a commoner who became steward of the Empress’s palace.”

Gaho appears almost only in nobles.

Commoners usually don’t have Gaho unless in very special cases.

Michelan shook his head in disbelief, and I rolled my eyes.

“Michelan is cool. Cool people are nobles. Nobles have Gaho.”

“Ah... Thank you for the compliment, but I’m not a noble.”

“But you have a Gaho?”

“...!”

“You just asked how I knew you had a Gaho. Michelan, you have a Gaho?”

Michelan shook his head as if he couldn’t believe it.

“You’re really amazing for your age. Maybe your Gaho is ...”

He clicked his tongue.

Then he looked around and lowered his voice.

“My Gaho is .”

“Telepo...?”

“I can bring objects within 300 meters that weigh less than 30 kilograms. Like this.”

A rose appeared in Michelan’s hand.

It meant he could move the Empress’s bones if he got close to the tomb.

I clenched my skirt tightly.

‘Amazing!’

Such an unheard-of incredible power.

‘This ability must have endless uses.’

For example, it could teleport me somewhere inaccessible.

Or help me escape.

I still weigh less than 30 kilograms, so if I’m trapped in a prison, Michelan alone can get me out anywhere.

‘I hit the lottery!’

If no one was around, I would have thrown my arms up and jumped.

‘I must get this.’

My eyes shone brightly.

Having endured hellish social life as Yoo Hyemin, I knew.

Getting a person isn’t hard.

If you give them what they want most, they become yours.

Michelan’s biggest wish was obvious.

‘To go to the royal palace forest.’

As a former steward of a palace, just bringing him there would let him enter the “royal family tomb” inside the palace.

I looked at Michelan.

“Michelan, do you want to go to the royal palace?”

“More precisely, the palace forest.”

“Then I’ll grant your wish!”

Michelan laughed heartily.

Even though I was an Astra direct descendant, I was only three years old.

He probably thought I couldn’t get him into the palace.

‘But there really is a way?’

I secretly smiled at Michelan, who smiled gently back.

Back in my room, I looked at Betty, who was cleaning.

When I giggled, Betty looked briefly confused but soon laughed along.

“Betty, do you like me?”

“Of course! Miss, you’re my benefactor, my respected person, and also—”

Just as Betty was about to praise me more, I clapped my hands to stop her.

“Then can you help me?”

“Of course. Just say the word.”

“Then please write it down.”

“Write?”

“Yes. And this is a secret just between Betty and me.”

Betty’s ears perked up like a rabbit’s at the word “secret.”

Staring at me wide-eyed, she then

“Haahhh...”

Covered her cheeks.

“I love this kind of thing. Being a noble’s aide and making moves. Doesn’t it feel like a story from a novel?”

I expected that.

‘I smelled that coming ever since they inspected my food for poison daily.’

“Bring parchment.”

“Yes!”

Betty eagerly fetched paper.

I told her what to write.

“A complaint.”

“Co...mplaint...?!”

Betty was startled, and I smiled slyly.

Yes, what I was about to write was a complaint.

The target was Michelan.

A few days later.

The imperial army stormed Daymond’s jurisdiction in the Astra estate.

The imperial soldier who strode into the garden grabbed Michelan, who was pulling weeds.

Startled, Michelan shouted,

“What is the meaning of this?”

“You are a criminal, Michelan Log, by order of the Empress Dowager’s palace!”

“Why would the Empress Dowager’s palace want me... a criminal?”

“There is an accusation of treasonous conspiracy. By order of Her Majesty the Empress Dowager, the criminal is to be transported.”

“What?!”

Treasonous conspiracy.

He had never even considered such a thing.

Michelan shouted, “That can’t be. There must be some mistake—” but the imperial soldiers shoved him into the transport carriage.

Then Erilot came running.

“Michelan! Michelan!”

Michelan flinched when he saw the child as he was about to enter the carriage.

Erilot was a child who unusually trusted him.

If she blocked the imperial soldiers trying to take him, she’d be marked by the Empress Dowager since before debutante season.

“Miss, I’m fine—”

“I’m going to the royal palace now!”

“Eh?”

“Michelan wanted to go to the royal palace. Isn’t that good?”

Even the gentle Michelan couldn’t help but gape.

‘Could the miss be trying to send me to the palace?!’

Of course, Michelan wanted to go.

Only then could he retrieve the late Empress’s remains from the royal family tomb in the palace forest.

‘I never imagined such a thing...’

Accused of treasonous conspiracy and sent to the royal palace—!

How did she come up with such an idea?

Michelan was too flustered to say anything.

“Get in!”

The imperial soldiers roughly shoved Michelan in.

Seeing cheerful Erilot outside the bars, Michelan held his forehead.

The child smiled brightly and waved her hand.

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It took three days to reach the royal palace.

Thanks to the Gaho stone holding the Gaho.

Michelan got off the transport carriage.

Palaces piled with gold.

The incense scent from the altar of the gods, burned once at noon and once at midnight.

‘Ah.’

The royal palace hadn’t changed.

Since the day Michelan first met her, time here had stood still. Never flowing.

Just like Michelan himself.

“Let’s go.”

The soldier said.

Michelan obediently followed.

But it was strange.

Instead of going straight to the prison, the soldier turned another way.

“Excuse me. This is not the way to the prison. This leads to the forest—”

Forest?

Michelan flinched and looked at the soldier.

The soldier looked around and whispered covertly.

“I am Astra’s man.”

“Excuse me?”

“Conrad ordered me.”

“Conrad...”

Conrad Marcial.

Michelan had heard the name.

A duke’s aide who handled information in Astra Castle.

Then he could give orders to spies planted by Astra.

‘But why?’

The soldier lowered his voice.

“Conrad said,

‘If you go into the palace forest, you will bring something out. I will help you move it outside the palace.’”

Michelan took a deep breath.

The only person who knew his Gaho and could move Duke Astra’s aide was only one person.

‘Miss Erilot─!!’