The Second Chance of Reincarnator

The gate guard duty was long and boring.

After standing guard for about eight hours, stomach growling in hunger, and bathroom calling for his name, they were finally relieved of their post.

"…Jesus!"

Aren rushed inside the first bathroom that he could find, popped out his belt buckle, and let out a deep sigh of relief.

He already wanted to relieve himself over the wall like four hours ago, but his guard partner said that if anyone finds him doing that, they might just kill him.

After relieving himself, he washed his hands and left the bathroom to head over to eat.

While walking down the mansion's hallways, the servants greeted him, and he greeted back. It was very formal and polite.

A while later, he arrived at the guard's dining area. It was small and cramped, with, like, five wood tables total, and capable of seating about six people at each of the tables.

The air was also damp in the dining hall, and the floors were slightly dirty, as if the servants didn't really care enough to keep this place clean.

While he was making his way down here, he was able to see the dining hall of the Hauwnted family members, and the difference was like night and day.

There were currently four old, depressed-looking kitchen attendants serving food, and Aren went over to them with a wooden bowl in hand.

With a scoop, they tossed some mushy stew into his bowl. It looked like a mix of gravy and overcooked vegetables.

"…Thanks."

Aren said with a forced smile on his face and sat down on one of the tables before taking the first taste of the food.

It was as bad as he expected.

Other guards also didn't seem to enjoy it very much, but they were talking amongst themselves to distract them from the shitty taste.

'…This family is not treating their guards that well and are clearly overworking them, but I guess that's why every guard is thinking about the Hunt with such importance.

'With the Hunt, they could change their lives completely, but I still don't quite know what this Hunt is.'

Aren thought and absentmindedly ate.

In that moment, with his back turned against the door, the guards saw two people arrive in the dining hall.

A normal-looking guard following behind a beautiful woman. She was truly stunning, with black hair like silk, cold narrow eyes, and fair skin that seemed like it was as delicate as porcelain. The source of this content ɪs novelfire(.)net

She was wearing a black shirt with a tie that went over her large, supple breasts and black pants that hugged her slim hips and long legs.

When the guards saw her, their desires spiked up, and all of them stopped eating in her presence.

"It's Athena…"

"How come she came here?"

"Princess…"

Hearing the commotion, Aren turned around, and his eyes widened with surprise.

Not because of her beauty, but because it looked like she was coming in his way!

"Beau, what do you think you are doing?"

Athena asked, crossing her arms under her big chest, and majestically stared down at him like he was beneath her.

Some of the guards would love to get stared at by her like that.

"…Uh, eating?"

Aren replied with the first thing that came to his mind, his spoon hanging from his right hand that was still wet from the stew he was eating.

"…You were supposed to bring me to the Brackenford Cross today."

Athena said with a sharp look.

'…What? I chose this guy, as he came off as unimportant and like some average dude, but why in the world does he know her? She is clearly a member of the Hauwnted family.'

Aren's mind ran quickly, and he blurted out.

"Uh, I forgot?"

"You… forgot?"

Athena asked, her eyebrow raising in surprise, and she then pressed her pink lips together as if she were curling them.

"No one has forgotten me before…"

She said, and against Aren's wishes, her interest started growing towards this ordinary-looking guardsman.

'…Well, shit.'

Aren thought with a serious look in his eyes.

"Are you done eating? If so, I'd like to go to Brackenford Cross and return before it grows dark. I hate the forest when it's dark."

Athena said.

"…Sure, miss."

Aren put the bowl away, and while the guards looked at him enviously, he followed behind Athena and that other guard.

The other guard was following Athena like a good puppy. He was holding tightly onto his sword, as if he was worried that someone might jump from around the corner and attack her.

He was taking the protection of Athena extremely seriously.

'We're inside the Hauwnted family mansion. No one will attack her here, so calm the fuck down.'

Aren thought as he looked at the fidgety guard, and he wondered why Athena chose the two of them.

He was certain that there should be more powerful guards around that would love to take her to Brackenford Cross.

"Sister!"

In that moment, a black-haired figure came over. He was handsome. Aren recognized him as the young lord of Hauwnted.

Nike Hauwnted.

"Brother."

Athena turned to him, clutching her purse in her hands.

"I can take you to Brackenford Cross if you so desire. I do not trust to leave your protection in the hands of these two."

Nike said without even looking at the two guards.

"Sweet brother, I will be fine. I don't really need any guard, and I only bring these two with me to carry my things."

Athena said with a smile and tenderly touched the cheek of her brother, which he seemed to enjoy like a cat being patted.

"Very well…"

Nike said, and then turned sharply at Aren.

"If even one hair on her head is misplaced by the time she returns, I will make sure that you will become one of the rabbits of the Hunt!"

'…Rabbits?'

Aren's heartbeat quickened, and he nodded in understanding.

'Don't tell me… During the Hunt, are they hunting people? This is why there are so many prisoners, as they are preparing them for the Hunt.

'Ashley will be one of the rabbits of the Hunt!'