Thrown Into A New World: Let The Punishment Begin!

Chapter 713 - Hildas Plans For The Future

Chapter 713 - Hilda's Plans For The Future

Hilda recalled the past she had once experienced already.

No matter how much she had struggled to accomplish her initial goal of returning to the Inn her adoptive parents ran, she never could return to that place.

Things had been going in her favor at the beginning but after she had her money stolen, everything went terribly wrong for her.

Was it not enough that she had to part ways with her adoptive parents due to that wretched plague, she also had to endure more suffering after this disaster as well?

Hilda clenched his jaw as she had been optimistic in the past and had even tried her best to return to the Lumex fief even after her money had been snatched away.

In the past, due to her determination of returning to her hometown, she did not shy away from finding a means to sustain herself.

She had spent years on the streets, trying to survive on leftovers tossed in the bins or foraging for wild berries in the nearby woods that bordered the towns.

Despite these drawbacks in her initial plan, she had tried her best to make her way back to Lumex but had eventually given up hope after the first few years of failures.

Five years… She had lived on the mercy of others for five years, struggling to survive with whatever she could find before her.

However, she now knew that it was useless even if she were to suffer and struggle endlessly.

After all, in the end, she had been unable to return to her adoptive father's inn and lived on the streets for years.

So she vowed that she would not repeat those same mistakes once again.

She now knew how her future would shape out to be so she was aware of how to avoid the sufferings and make her way to the life that was supposed to be hers all along.

'I never tried to find out who it was that separated me from my parents.' Hilda frowned as in her past life she had too many things taking up her attention to mull over this mystery.

In the past, while she was living on the streets in misery, she had met her birth mother by some bizarre stroke of luck.

Things turned for the better after that chance encounter as her mother had embraced her with open arms even when she was filthy after years of living on the streets.

Her mother took her back home where she reunited with the rest of her family.

While not everything was easy-going, she at least did not have to worry about when her next hot meal would be.

Between the time after reuniting with her family and debuting in noble society at sixteen, she was able to gain the basic education that was required for every noble child.

While she might have struggled, she had grasped most of the lessons eventually, and by the time she reached the age of attending the debutante ball in Amarthea, she had learned enough to stand tall before the other noble girls.

After she debuted, she was taught a proper lesson by those haughty young misses who branded her an outcast, someone who did not deserve to be on equal standing with them.

Instead of being disheartened at these memories, Hilda's lips curved into a blissful smile as the one who had stood by her side during this tough time was the one who she married later on.

The Prince always stood as a shield before her, protecting her from the wicked schemes of those wilful young ladies who acted as they pleased.

Before she could sink deeper into her appreciation of her future husband, Hilda shook her head to get back on the matter at hand.

Before debuting, she was busy learning about etiquette and after she had debuted into noble society, she was busy saving herself from the schemes of the jealous noble ladies.

Therefore, she was so lost in her own troubles that she had never thought of this important incident that changed the course of her life.

Someone had schemed against her right after her birth and snatched her away, separating her from her birth parents.

This single action had caused her status to drop from the daughter of a prosperous noble to the daughter of a budding nouveau riche commoner.

Hilda had never tried to find the truth about this incident of the past but now that she had returned, she wondered if this was why God had sent her back.

To find the culprit who changed her life due to their illegal and disgusting actions.

'This time I will not let anyone harm me any longer!' She narrowed her eyes in determination of how she would make use of this second chance at life.

In the past, she had met her mother when she was thirteen and spent the next two years cooped up in her study room, learning everything that the other noble girls were already well-versed with from a very young age.

She had been at a disadvantage from the very beginning back then but things were different now.

If she remembered correctly, then she had already turned nine this year which gave her seven years before she needed to debut into high society.

She already knew how and when she would meet her mother after she turned thirteen but she had no intention of waiting on the streets for her.

She would not stand by and experience the same fate of being homeless until she could encounter her mother.

Since she remembered everything that would take place, she would make it a point to meet her mother and reunite with her family at the earliest.

This way she could get a longer time to prepare for her debut and be confident when she stood against those scheming young ladies who had acted like they were friends at first but later tried to harm her.

In the past, she had been insecure due to her lack of upbringing in a noble family even when her parents had asked her to just be herself.

However, the tiny spark of excitement she had in her heart to meet the other ladies at her debut died down after what she had experienced there.

After that day, whenever they met her, they tried to remind her at every turn that she was not fit to be called a noble child as she had lived a major part of her life as a commoner and even worse, as a homeless commoner.

Recalling those memories made Hilda grit her teeth as she had been tormented due to her demure and timid nature.

Though her submissive personality had changed after years of staying with the Prince and later marrying him, becoming the Queen of this vast kingdom.

Her husband had taught her that a Queen needed to be regal and proud, traits that she had embodied in the later years of her life.

No one dared to speak about her lowly upbringing once she was crowned the Queen and henceforth, bowed down to her whenever they met her.

Therefore, this time she would not give them any opportunity to look down on her right from the start.

The lessons she had taken before becoming the Crown Princess and later Queen were her biggest advantage this time.

She could use them to prove that even if she had commoner parents for a small portion of her life, her origins had been noble from the very beginning.

Having made up her mind on how she would navigate her future with the knowledge she possessed, Hilda began her journey once again.

However, this time, it wasn't to the Lumex fief as she had initially planned.

Instead, she headed in the other direction, sure to meet someone useful for the goal she had decided to achieve just earlier.

'Time to reunite with my birth parents!' Hilda rejoiced as she was moving towards a better future right away instead of waiting for luck to shine upon her after years of struggling on the streets.

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High up in the clouds, Karizen was seated next to Neo as they watched this scene together from the God of wisdom's abode in the heavenly realm.

"So she takes her future into her own hands and strives to get everything the way it was supposed to be… but this time faster?" The Demon Lord hypothesized how Neo's plans would play out.

The God did not reply but focused his attention on the child, smirking at the determination evident on her face.

"Watch in silence or leave," Neo pointed to the door, not bothering about being polite to the shameless intruder who had come over and refused to leave.

Karizen pouted but did not utter another word, watching the show in silence as he had been asked to do.