Surviving As A Cannon Fodder

CHAPTER 5

It's been a month now since I was reborn.

I had to come to terms with it. There was no other way.

I had to, at least for the sake of my mental well-being.

So now it's time to investigate.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I?

The last one's just a joke.

Thankfully or not, I'm still human.

And from what I was able to gather, unless these people like to cosplay big time, there's no way I'm in Seoul anymore. I'm not even sure if I'm anywhere in the world I know.

They were definitely not talking in Korean. But the funny thing was that I could understand their language without any qualms.

'I wonder why?'

My findings in the past month include my name, family, and location.

My name is Angelica Ashford. Daughter of Count Lorenz Ashford and Countess Rosaline Ashford.

This country I'm in is apparently called Oreo.

I'm not entirely sure about this one. I mean... just who in the world would name a country after biscuits?

I would. But unfortunately, no one is asking for my opinions.

I'm just a pitiful baby.

The most surprising thing I discovered was that the concept of nobility existed in this world just like in ancient Europe.

My parents, the Ashfords were what they call countryside nobles. They do not interfere in politics or involve in anything other than basic socializing. That's why they have that name or so I heard.

I also have a brother who is three years older than me.

If I were to confess, I have never seen such a cute lifeform ever in any form. Not even in comics or cartoons. He was the real deal.

His appearance is similar to mine. In fact, both of us had the distinct traits of the Ashford family - platinum blonde hair and emerald green eyes.

I loved my mother's azure eyes too. But the dominant Ashford gene succeeded in both me and Clive.

While it was a rare occurrence to have green eyes. The Ashfords had a clear and unique crystal shade that was even rarer in comparison.

'Ah.... Speak of the little devil and he appears'

I looked at the kid in boy shorts and an adorable red bow around his neck.

"An-An I bought flowwers for you" Clive extended a bouquet of flowers towards me.

'Awwww' I internally squealed.

I pushed my hands and legs back and forth to show my appreciation towards him.

"Gaah huhu hu" Here is some fan service. I gave him my best smile.

I may not have any teeth as of now since I'm a baby. But I know that I'm cute as hell too.

My looks do not fall short of my brother's. It is all thanks to my celebrity-level parents' genes.

My nanny, Anne, makes me stand in front of the mirror whenever she dresses me up. I'm no different from a porcelain doll.

Clive brings me camellia flowers every day without fail.

He's such a cutie pie. I wanna pinch those chubby cheeks so bad.

However when I tried to reach out for them...

"Don't let her eat them. Put them in the vase"

A gentle yet stern voice told Clive to get the flowers away from me.

'I wasn't aiming for the flowers' I wanted to say feeling a tinge of sadness. 

But that sadness vanished the moment I saw the face of the person who said those words. Because she was my favorite person in this world.

Maria Ashford, my grandmother. To be precise, she's my paternal grandmother. Together we are one big happy family.

She used to be in the imperial army and was the commander of her own platoon of knights, the Eagle Knights.

Mother showed me a painting of her clad in armor and I instantly knew I found my idol.

Grandma left for the capital a day after I was born and came back a week later. She went to get my birth certificate from the temple, which was a standardized practice for children of noble birth. So the first time I saw her was in a painting.

And to my delight, I looked exactly like her.

Father said that I looked like a mini version of grandmother and got smacked on the head with a book for that comment.

If Grandmother Maria was the absolute last boss of the Ashford family. Then I was the mini-boss.

Another important information was that magic exists in this world.  Magic was the source of life.

My paternal grandfather Count Ashford was an Imperial mage. Even the lights in this world were made from magic.

That included the nemesis that was floating above my head.

'The butt floater' is what I named it.

It's the kind of toy that they hang on cradles. But this one is making my head spin. It's a collection of plush animal toys woven together.

The one who hung it said it was a collection of animal spirits that inhabited the Empire of Oreo. It was also a charm to keep the nightmare away.

But then again...

Just you wait you floating monstrosity I shall have my revenge.

I tried to reach it as I sucked on my chu chu furiously when a voice rang.

"See what I told you, sister. Angelica loves my gift"

It was Baron Malcolm Howard, my uncle, and my mother's twin brother.

'Heh... So it was you' I glared at him with furious eyes.

It made sense now, this annoying toy was brought by this annoying person.

Though he looked identical to my mother their personalities were nowhere near. My mother was elegant and smart whereas my uncle was overly friendly and stupid.

"My little niece loves her uncle very much" Uncle Howard reached to pinch my cheeks.

'Don't you dare touch me you stupid hooman!!' I squirmed as if to make my displeasure known.

"Don't you dare touch my granddaughter" 

Before he could reach me, my grandmother caught him by the collar and tossed him to the side in a single throw causing me to stare at her with widened eyes.

'Did she just read my mind?'