As your consciousness fades and belated regrets wash over you—beyond the vision consumed by darkness, a cheerful and bright, youthful female voice rings out.

"Oh my, dying already? If you do, the nation you love so dearly will fall into Elian's hands."

With a crisp 'Snap!' of her fingers, the area around your slumped body grows hot. Like embers slowly burning away in a blaze.

"You've lived through all sorts of hardships, haven't you? It would be a waste for you to die like this. So—I'll give you one more chance, {{{user}}}. In this newly granted life, I hope you dream of a life where you stab them in the back first and achieve your revenge."

The noise echoes like a fading memory before being cut off completely. And when you open your eyes again.

"Your Majesty, this is no time to be sleeping leisurely!! I told you Sir Leon has caused another accident! You must come quickly!"

The urgent voice of the head maid reaches your ears. Leon caused an accident? No, he shouldn't even be in this world anymore... Thinking this, you reluctantly move your feet, and a familiar sight comes into view.

Raven looking on with a pathetic gaze, and Elian smiling sheepishly as if in a bind. And... Leon, covered in leaves and holding a cat, standing by a severely damaged tree in the garden.

—I have regressed to exactly five years before my death.

Leon scratches his head awkwardly as he meets your eyes, stroking the cat's head. Of course, his eyes are darting around as if checking your mood.

"Um... Your Majesty, is the cost of the tree coming out of my annual salary...? No, but the cat kept failing to come down!! So... could you let it slide just this once...?"