[The Angellus family suddenly declares withdrawal from military business!]
[The magic stone mine was put up for sale, but no one is buying itâŠ]
[The mines around Bruman fall into the hands of Perdia!]
Various newspapers in the empire scrambled to discuss the Angellus familyâs change of heart.
At the same time, Perdiaâs purchase of the mines around Bruman made headlines.
Although not openly, they were articles that satirized Angellus while praising Perdia.
It was a perfect victory for Perdia.
âThat man must be very angry by now,â I said with a small smirk.
In the original, the Duke of Angellus appeared as the father of the villain, Dorothea Angellus.
I remembered him as being greedy, and a person who kept the Duke of Perdia in check and interfered with everything.
We had no point of contact, so I never had a conversation with him, but on the outside, he was a rather plain-looking old man who acted like a gentleman.
Originally, it would have been much later for an article like this to come out, but it was quickly resolved by my intervention.
âA good thing must be a good thing.â
It was just a matter of repaying the kindness for raising me.
I searched through the Toinette Weekly magazine and thought hard about whether there was another method to get money, but I realized that I couldnât do anything because I lacked business funds.
âI should make some antidote.â
When I tried to make it a while ago, I had to go to the dinner room instead of drinking it because the first prince came.
Sitting at my desk again, I scanned the bottles of poison.
But something was strange.
âWhy does it feel like the number of bottles has decreased?â
I couldnât be sure because I didnât bother counting the number of poison bottles, but it felt strange.
Iâll have to ask the Duchess later.
Just as I grabbed a bottle with poison, I heard a knock.
At that moment I had a hunch.
âItâs happening today as wellâŠ.â
I canât make any antidote today either.
When allowed to enter, the butler with a serious face stepped inside.
âThe Lord is calling. Hurry up, miss.â
âMe? Why?â
âI donât dare to fathom my masterâs will, but I think he wants to talk about what happened with the Angellus family.â
Due to Perdiaâs personality, it was clear that he wanted to give a reward, just like last time I found out that the aide was a traitor.
However, the resolution of this case was actually tantamount to stealing a solution fom Jansi from the future, so it was embarrassing to say that I suggested this solution.
âBut what can I do? Iâll go if you tell me to.â
After a while, when I entered the Dukeâs office, I was a little taken aback.
As he entrusted the solution to his two sons, I thought Jansi and Carlot would be present, but I didnât expect to be alone with the Duke.
As I hesitantly approached, the Duke, who was reading the newspaper on the table, raised his eyes.
Bright golden eyes stared at me.
âRelax. I wonât eat you.â
ââŠâŠ.!â
It was a joke to help me relax, but my heart shrunk even more.
âIt doesnât sound like a joke if you say it with such a serious face.â
The Duke, who was still looking at my nervous self, soon began to smile.
As if itâs cute.
âIt canât be that Iâm cute to him.â
No delusions are allowed. Donât let your guard down, Elodie!
âSit down.â
At the Dukeâs command, I glanced at the newspaper he was reading. It was the Toinette Weekly I was looking at earlier. There were headlines about the defeat of Angellus and the victory of Perdia.
Seeing that my gaze was on the newspaper, the Duke leaned back and said languidly.
âThe editor-in-chief was quite quick to catch on.â
âDid Father put pressure on the newspaperâŠâŠ?â
âWell, I didnât force them.â
You forced them.
Just sitting still with that face and that atmosphere would have been a threat.
It was because the opponent was Sylvester Perdia, the head of Perdia.
He was a person whose existence itself was a weapon.
That was why I felt uncomfortable sitting face-to-face with the Duke.
I opened my mouth first because I wanted to go back to my room as soon as possible.
âWhy did you call me?â
The Duke looked at me instead of answering my question.
âFor whatââ
âDid you not want to come?â
The Duke asked out of the blue before I had finished speaking.
Donât you want to come?
Puzzled by an unexpected question, I couldnât say anything.
If I said no, it would be a lie, and if I said yes, you might hate me even more.
Fortunately, the Duke opened his mouth before I could answer.
âI called to give you a reward. Thanks to Elodie, Iâve been helped twice.â
âIt just happened. I was lucky.â
âIt canât be luck.â
What does that mean?
Even if I tried to read his inner thoughts from his expression, there would be no way for it to be possible.
It had always been the case. Since I could remember, the Duke always looked at me with an indifferent face.
But the latest maneuver had been quite strange.
He called and asked for my opinion on his business, when he normally wouldnât call and gave me extra pocket money for not making purchases while not caring about what I was doing. And it was unlike the Duke to attach one of his sons as my escort.
Because he never cared about where I was or what I was doing.
âYou didnât want to see me, so I guess you left me in the annex and didnât even look at me.â
What bothered me the most were the meaningful eyes that I saw whenever I met the Duke after I regained the memories of my previous life.
Those eyes that seem to see someone else through me.
âIs it my mother?â
But I couldnât get the question out of my mouth. Because in Perdia my motherâs name was forbidden.
I looked up.
I made eye contact with the Duke who was staring at me the whole time.
âI have a question.â
âWhat is it?â
ââŠâŠâŠWhy did you ask me for my opinion?â
At the dinner with the first prince, I stayed there without saying anything, maintaining the attitude of not being there.
Although I had the surname of Perdia, I was a stranger who could not become a family member.
It was the Duke who brought me into the family conversation while I was standing outside the fence.
âElodie.â
âI wonder what you think.â
Was there anyone who knew that I existed there?
I, who claimed to be a stranger, had no choice but to participate in the conversation at the Dukeâs question.
There were many things I didnât understand about the Dukeâs attitude, but the most incomprehensible thing was the question.
Wasnât it a sudden question that surprised everyone else as well?
You never asked for my opinion. Not once since I was born. So, I really wanted to know the reason.
The Duke, who was looking at me, replied calmly.
âBecause I thought you could solve it now.â
âThe current me?â
Was it compared to the old me who used to be abusive?
The Dukeâs word continued without time to think.
âIâve always watched you.â
ââŠâŠ.!â
âIsnât it different lately? You seem to be deep in thought, so I asked for your opinion.â
Youâve been watching me.
That was a fact I would have never dreamed of.
Because Iâmâ
âBecause I was an unwanted illegitimate childâŠâŠ.â
But the Dukeâs words sounded as if he had thought of me as his own daughter.
âI thought you werenât interested in me.â
âAs you know, my personality is like this. I just didnât make it obvious.â
âAhâŠ.â
âEspecially young children. They are scared when they see me and cry so hard that I tend to not go near them.â
The Duke added a word as if to make an excuse.
âSo because you thought I would be scared; you didnât look at my younger self?â
There was no reason for the Duke to lie, so he meant what he just said, but it didnât feel real.
It was because it was such a dreamy story.
I looked down at my hands with a blank face.
The Duke said to me, âTell me what you want.â
There was something I wanted.
That you wonât kill me no matter what. Because what I desperately want more than anything now is my survival.
A generous generosity to the point of not killing me even if it turns out Iâm not his daughter.
No, actually what I wanted the most wasâ
âThen, praise me.â
I wanted to feel loved even for a moment.
It was okay even if this was the first and the last time. I will be satisfied with the memory of being a family just once.
âYes, thatâs right. I know my place well.â
Even if the Duke really thought of me as his own daughter and had been watching over me, I wasnât really his daughter.
What if the Duke finds out? Will he treat me like he is doing now?
The Duke reached his hand out to me, who was trying to control my fluctuating emotions.
âCome here.â
As I approached timidly, the Duke reached out and stroked my head.
It was an unfamiliar and clumsy touch.
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âWell done.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âWell done, Elodie.â
âThank you.â
I felt like crying. But I tried hard not to cry.
It suddenly occurred to me.
âWhy now of all things.â
3-year-old Elodie, whose only companion was her nannyâs daughter, Martha; 10 year-old Elodie, who cried when her younger brother, whom she wanted to be close to, called her a dirty illegitimate child; 14 year-old Elodie, who was hurt by the unkind social atmosphereâŠâŠ.
No, it was always the attention Elodie wanted.
Wouldnât I have been genuinely happy if it had been the past where I believed I was the Dukeâs biological daughter?
But even now, when I learned of my birth, I was pleased with the Dukeâs praise.
Because I wanted to be a family; I wanted to be recognized, to be loved.
ââŠâŠThis much is fine.â
I couldnât get rid of the thought that I was deceiving the Duke by pretending to be his real daughter.
So, when Iâm ready to be independent, letâs leave this family without delay.
Because that was my only goal.
The Duke, who never knew that I was thinking this way, was still indifferent and friendly.
âBut this prize is not enough.â
âItâs okay.â
âNo, isnât it a reward for a father to praise his daughter?â
ââŠâŠ.â
âThink about it.â
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SniffâŠâŠ
The tears I had been holding back burst out as soon as I left the office.
I didnât want to cry, but there was no way it would go my way.
I didnât want to show this to anyone, so I was deliberately walking down a deserted path, but Carlot was walking towards me from the other side.
I didnât want to deal with him, so I passed him without saying anything, but Carlot blocked my way.
âYou treat me as someone who doesnât exist anymore-â
Carlotâs words cut off. I could feel the gaze looking closely at me with my head down.
ââŠâŠHey, why are you crying?â
A look of bewilderment was evident on Carlotâs face.
âIs it your first time seeing someone cry?â
After giving Carlot a glance, I tried to go my way, but he stood in my way and wouldnât move away.
âDid Father punish you? Did you do something else wrong?â
âItâs not like that.â
âNo. Did you say you were breaking up again?â
I hadnât talked to him lately, and it was very burdensome and annoying to suddenly talk to him.
âJust walk by, Carl. As always.â
After wiping away the tears that were still accumulated with the hem of my clothes, I looked up and saw Carlot with a frown.
I tilted my head as I looked at Carlot, who was staring at me for some reason.
âWhat, do you have something to say?â
âIââŠ.no thereâs nothing.â
âReally?â
âOh, there isnât! And what are you going to do if someone watches you go around crying like that? Are you going to take responsibility, if thereâs a strange rumor? If itâs Perdia, keep your dignity like Perdia!â
âYouâre the only one who saw me cry-â
âI donât know. Iâm busy. Iâm going!â
Oh myâŠ.
I murmured as I watched the back of Carlot, who stomped away and disappeared.
âWhat the. He says he has nothing to say, but he says everything he wants to sayâŠâŠâ