PFLWPL 04

Pegasus Baby Says They’ll Take It Easy!

CHAPTER 04……………………………………

“Yeah. That’s me. What business do you have with me?”

“Help me. In return, I’ll give you what you want.”

“…Tch. A kid with eyes like he’s seen the end of the world, huh. …Fine. Let’s hear it.”

A legendary mercenary king? That’s Grandpa!

Lyn immediately remembered the portrait of her grandfather.

Uncle said Grandpa went to the Eastern Continent to find medicine for me… because I was too weak.

And after that, he never came back.

Lyn, born through her mother’s sacrifice, had the misfortune of being a mutant beastkin.

That meant a life with an expiration date — mutants were frail and rarely lived long. Most died young.

Her mother, even in her final moments, had worried for Lyn and begged her father — the Pegasus patriarch — to find a cure.

Grandfather had been a man of duty, responsible not only for the knights and family but also for the entire territory. Yet for his dying daughter’s request, he abandoned it all and set sail for the Eastern Continent — a place across endless seas and chaotic magical storms where no one had ever returned.

Everyone said Grandpa died over there… but he didn’t!

Maybe he’d just gotten lost on the way back, wandering too far.

As Lyn counted the years since his disappearance, her expression softened — but then she shook her head.

Anyway, the important thing is — he comes back in the future!

Because the “original story” was centered on the hero, there weren’t many scenes about her grandfather. Lyn couldn’t learn the details, but she did see this much:

The protagonist rescued her grandfather, who had been imprisoned by villains. In gratitude, Grandpa helped the hero reclaim his stolen clan.

Lyn eagerly flipped through the pages, thrilled to see her grandfather alive — until suddenly she froze.

“The Black Tiger family holds the Miracle Elixir. It can restore anything that’s been broken — even a shattered mana core.”

“With that… my daughter will open her eyes again.”

“…He can make Mom open her eyes again?”

Lyn’s voice trembled without her realizing it.

In that instant, she remembered all the cruel words she’d tried to forget—

“It’s your fault!”

“That girl— she’s the one…”

“The mutant… the one who killed both the sub-patriarch and the patriarch…”

Uncle had told her it wasn’t true. But Lyn knew.

Her mother’s coma, her grandfather’s disappearance, the downfall of their family — it all started with her.

It was because of me.

When Lyn had been born, she had nearly died after her first cry. Her mother, a grand mage, had poured all of her mana into Lyn to save her life.

That final, desperate magic shattered her mana core. Her mother’s eyes closed — and never opened again.

In all of beastkin history, it was rare enough for a comatose person to wake.
But a mage whose mana core was destroyed? That had never happened.

The only reason her mother’s body remained intact at all was because she’d been such a powerful mage.

But Lyn had heard the whispers — that her mother’s lifeless body might crumble into dust any day now.

And yet… this elixir could make her open her eyes again!

Excitement surged through Lyn’s small body as she frantically turned the pages.

As expected of the hero — he was unstoppable.

Defeating his enemies, reclaiming his home, and finally—

He did it! Mom opened her eyes!

He revived the mother everyone had declared dead.

Lyn’s heart swelled with joy, as if she herself were reunited with her family.

Hero! Thank you!

From that moment in the story, Lyn joined everyone else in calling him “the hero.”

When her mother and grandfather — whom the entire Pegasus family had mourned — both returned, everyone rejoiced.

They never forgot the hero’s help, and in turn, they aided him in his own struggles.

He faced countless trials, but in the end, the hero avenged his clan and restored justice to the continent.

After it was all over—

Her mother and grandfather stood before someone’s grave, their faces heavy with sorrow.

“If only Lyn had lived…”

The hero bowed his head silently beside them, as if in mourning too.

Huh?

Lyn’s eyes widened.

Me…? I died? Before even seeing Mom again?

Tears fell from the grand mage’s eyes as she traced the name carved into the gravestone.

Even the mercenary king — who hadn’t so much as flinched when stabbed — had grief written all over his face.

Watching their backs, the hero remembered the day those broad shoulders had trembled for the first time —

The day of Lyn Pegasus’s funeral, whose life had ended too soon.

Funeral.

The word made images flood into Lyn’s mind — vivid and real, as if she’d seen them herself.

And then, she felt it.
A force pulling her, dragging her somewhere.

When she opened her eyes, she could feel it — the air of her own world.

It was as if she’d fallen right into the pages of the book.

The world around her had changed completely.

The first thing she saw was the broad back of a black-haired man.

His shoulders filled her whole view, and she had to crane her neck to peek past him.

“I offer my deepest condolences.”

The voice came from somewhere nearby.

It wasn’t anywhere in the Pegasus manor she knew.
Lyn had never been here before — but when she followed the black-haired man’s gaze, she realized immediately where she was.

A gravestone stood before a neatly buried coffin.

Lyn Pegasus
Continental Year 1620.02 – 1636.07

It was her own grave.

Death.

A vague concept for most children, but one Lyn had grown familiar with.

I’m a mutant beastkin… so I always knew this might happen someday.

She hadn’t experienced death directly before, but seeing her own grave carved with her name stirred feelings she couldn’t even name.

From the dates on the stone, she learned that she would die ten years from now — at the age of sixteen.

With a strange heaviness in her chest, Lyn tore her gaze from the gravestone and looked at the people standing nearby.

Mom.

Her golden eyes lit up with awe and longing.

It was the first time she’d ever seen her mother move.

Once — only once — she’d snuck into the underground chamber where her mother slept inside a glass coffin, like a fairytale princess.

That same sky-blue hair, the most beautiful face in the world — only now, her eyes were open.

Her eyes… they’re the same color as mine.

Soft yellow — the signature eyes of the Pegasus lineage.

Lyn’s gaze locked onto those familiar eyes, unable to look away.

Without realizing it, she reached out a trembling hand toward her mother—

But froze when her mother’s expression twisted in pain.

“If only I had woken up a month earlier…”

The words came out between clenched teeth, choked with regret.

“I wouldn’t have left Lyn — my baby — all alone. I should have held her in my arms, so she wouldn’t be scared at the end… I was too late. I’m sorry, my daughter…”

Lyn watched as tears spilled from her mother’s yellow eyes — tears that fell heavy and fast, like rain.

Mom…? Don’t cry! Please don’t cry…

It was the first time she’d ever seen an adult cry like that.

Flustered, Lyn ran around her mother’s feet, reaching up to wipe the tears away—

But her small, translucent hand passed right through her mother’s face. She had no body here — only a spirit watching helplessly.