Aware of my past life, I had no choice but to put down the prejudice I had toward my ‘father’ to some extent.
“Lini.”
'If you see me, you should get tantrums, but are you even worried that I'm sick?'
This man also has a very weak heart, so it was a big deal.
'That’s why he was only an extra villain.'
If I had been the duke, I would have never let my guilt overwhelm my family.
Gaspar's dark-red eyes peered into my face with a worried glimmer, not even dreaming of what I was thinking inside.
He ruffled his thick bangs upwards and clicked his tongue briefly.
"You may catch a cold, so pay special attention to the bedroom temperature today. Lulu, you can stay in the annex for a while and take care of Leonora."
“Yes, my lord.”
Lulu bows politely to show that she will pay attention to Gaspar's orders.
“Cough!”
“… ”
“Cough! Cough!”
I only felt the cold for a brief moment, but I coughed in vain, multiplying his worries.
Sylvester's shadow was visible through the crack in the open door.
‘I can see everyone standing there.’
I guess I wasn't the only one who found Sylvie, for Gaspar, who casually wiped my runny nose with his fingers, turned his gaze behind his back.
"Sylvie."
At his call, the shadow that had been standing around the door suddenly appeared startled.
“Is there nothing to say to Leonora?”
“…”
Although aesthetically approaching us, Sylvester could not make eye contact with me and was only looking at the floor.
“Sylvester.”
Gaspar's voice lowered as he looked at Sylvester without an answer.
Although he did not show visibly favoritism toward any of his children, he would be particularly harsh on Sylvester.
"Sorry."
Sylvie raised his face at Gaspar's urging and grabbed my hand. My heart aches for nothing at the warmth that touched me.
I didn't want to see Sylvie's face apologizing to me, so I turned my head away.
"Okay."
Gaspar pressed both cheeks of my face with both hands, making me look straight ahead.
“It is not right to ignore a brother when he apologizes.”
I wouldn't consider him a brother.
‘The atmosphere is different from usual.’
I smiled bitterly at the thought that Gaspar, who had always been friendly, had a particularly hardened face.
"Sylvester was obviously wrong for using an aura on you, but he probably didn't reveal it on purpose."
Even now, he was begging me to forgive Sylvester for not even making a proper apology.
‘Sylvie is your child, not me.’
“Cough! Cough!”
I tried to avoid Gaspar's rebuke by pretending to be sick and coughing dry, but Gaspar no longer fell for my shallow tricks.
“Leonora.”
I moved my lips quiveringly at Gaspar's stinging gaze that fell on the back of my head.
“Araja.” (Okay)
“…”
“Forgif yu.” (I’ll forgive you.)
“Thank you, Lini.”
Sylvester, who had been hardened by my mere words of forgiveness, smiled softly as if he was relieved.
‘Yeah, what. Let's not leave a bad feeling as I’m going to leave anyway.'
Sylvie was still a child even though he used an aura in front of a baby.
It wasn't that he used an aura to attack me, it was just that his emotions were so intense that he couldn't control it.
‘Managing aura is very difficult, and even experienced knights often make mistakes.’
But without a sign of that, Sylvester even wrapped me in a blanket that smelled of clean soap.
“I should have practiced harder, but I didn’t learn enough.”
He was worried about me coughing all the time, and he had a guilty look.
‘...You have a weak heart too.’
So you guys are nothing but extra villains.
I groaned inwardly and rolled my eyes at Sylvester.
***
Ordinary knights cannot handle aura.
In this world, special knights capable of dealing with aura were called Soul Knights.
'Of course, the original Soul Knights are like non-existent legendary people that can handle all kinds of auras.'
Flower (Spring), Summer (Summer), Shadow (Autumn), and Winter (Winter).
Auras had the attribute to signify the four seasons, and even dealing with an aura in one season required great talent.
Among them, Sylvester was a Winter Knight who was born with a winter attribute.
'I feel heavy…’
After being hit by Sylvester's chilling aura, I eventually caught a cold.
‘I wanted to pretend to be sick in front of Gaspar, not really want to be sick.’
Their characteristic was to put cold air on their swords, but the coldness of their auras, who said that they would freeze both land and people, seemed to be great.
'I've only been exposed to it once, but I've caught a cold...'
it's sad, it's sad.
This poor baby body!
I rolled over the cradle with a groan of pain.
“Lini, are you okay?”
It must have been that he had been waiting for me to get up, so Enoch rushed up and stood in front of the cradle.
The youngest son, Enoch, had a sympathetic face as usual, as he did not yet know why my bedroom had been moved to a separate building.
‘Enoch. I'm cold.’
I hadn't slept yet, and I was so sick that I had lost my ability to think. I stretched out my arms to Enoch.
Then Enoch quickly grabbed me and hugged me tightly.
“Enoch, taining?” (Enoch, training?)
Since I caught a cold as a baby, I kept getting sleepy. He seemed to have slept at night, but the sun was already setting slowly.
‘The training of Enoch and Sylvester started early in the morning and continued until dusk.’
Enoch, who had been hugging me at my question, pouted his lips.
“It was because you were sick.”
'Lie.'
Unlike the schoolboy Sylvie, Enoch was an idiot who skipped training whenever the opportunity arose.
‘He must have used my cold as an excuse.’
It must have been that he could not concentrate because he was worried, or that he deceived the swordsmanship teacher with such words.
“Why did you open your eyes like that?”
Enoch grunted as he pressed his slender forehead against my forehead.
“You don’t believe me?”
"Oo."
As if my decisive answer was shocking, Enoch opened his mouth wide.
"Really. That’s what I was worried about.”
'You were worried, but it can’t be to miss out on training.'
“Because it’s real.”
He looked at me as I snorted with excitement at Enoch's words and pinched my small nostrils without pain.
"!"
I shrugged and slapped Enoch's hand. Red handprints are left on the back of Enoch's hands.
“…You just beat me."
"Huh!"
“Lini, when you were a baby who couldn’t speak, you couldn’t sleep without me. You know that, right?"
“Liar!"
“It’s true…”
“Hmph!”
I folded my arms and looked away from Enoch's bitter smile.
“Lini.”
"Ah."
“By the way, what did you say that made him unable to control his aura?”
Dealing with the aura was with the mind, and Sylvester was not a boy who easily loses his composure.
I scratched my chin at Enoch's question.
“…I said he wasn’t Lini brother anymore.”
At Enoch's question, I slowly opened my mouth.
“…Why did you say that?”
As if in doubt about my words, Enoch raised one eyebrow.
There was no way Enoch could understand the circumstances in which I had to separate from them from now on.
I shook my head.
“Then what about me?”
Enoch, with a frown on his forehead, turns his face to me.
I hesitated for a moment to answer the bright red eyes that were shining brightly from an embarrassingly close distance.
“Enoch…”
"Yes?"
Hastening my answer, Enoch looked into my eyes. Seeing this kindness towards me, it was clear that Enoch, who was still young, had not heard of the oracle.
“Answer me, Lini.”
‘What kind of kid was he in the original story…’
I trembled at the look of Enoch's eyes, which revealed so much madness that I couldn't believe it belonged to a child.
“Enoch is Lini’s older brother.”
Sooner or later, he would deny that I was his family, but I thought it would be better to answer that for now.
At my words, Enoch quickly loosened his hardened face and smiled brightly.
“Okay.”
“Enoch is Lini brother.”
“Well, I don’t know if you think Sylvester is your brother or not. I also get annoyed with him sometimes.”
Enoch grinned and messed up my hair.
I tugged at my curly bangs, deep in thought.
‘Enoch was an extra with no significance to Sylvester…'
Enoch Gwendal de Hachania, who was told that Leonora was dead, joined forces with Gaspar, who betrayed the emperor, to prepare for rebellion, and as a result, they were killed together.
'I think there must have been something more...'
I kept tugging my hair, digging through the memories of the original, which had already begun to fade.
‘Oh, it would be nice if even books could fall from the sky.’
There are a lot of things like that in books and novels!
‘A library that only you can enter alone… A crazy memory that can memorize all the original content...'
When I think of the novels possessed by the books I read in my previous life, I got chills.
‘I’m an extra, so I don’t have that kind of buff.’
I had already caught a cold and my body was drooping, but the realization that I was an insignificant extra gave me energy and I fell into the cradle again.
“I have to go now.”
After stroking my head with a sullen nose in the pillow a couple of times while letting out a satisfying laugh, Enoch left the room saying that he now had the energy to be trained.
Thud!
'Ouch!'
It hurts!
As soon as Enoch left, something fell onto the cradle, hitting my little head hard.
Note: Hello! I said I was going to pick this up, but the tl is actually a lot harder than I thought even as I tried to translate ahead. Although I do enjoy the story, I don't think I am capable of continuing to bring out good quality translations for this since I am still a beginner-ish and this is difficult for me. I'll leave this project up in the air for now and once I get better, I might come back to it. If another translator decides to pick it up, this won't be continued here and I would suggest to support the future tler!