I Was Just Having Fun With The Time Limit - Chapter 136

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Over time, the safety of the ‘Taisabel Transfer Gate’ had been thoroughly verified.
Countless citizens of the Alpea Kingdom and Zirdel Kingdom reaped substantial benefits from the Taisabel Transfer Gate.
As logistics accelerated, various industries flourished, and the economic scales of Alpea and Zirdel expanded rapidly.
Numerous industries began to develop, and among them was the tourism sector.
Narmore spoke.
“Originally, travel was the exclusive domain of nobility. But now commoners can travel too. Who do you think deserves the credit for that?”
“It’s thanks to the Princess, isn’t it?”
“Well, I suppose that’s true.”
This time it was Yuri’s turn.
“Ramen has become a famous delicacy across the entire continent. Who do you think developed it?”
“That was also the Princess, wasn’t it?”
“Well, that’s…!”
“Creating something from nothing is inherently difficult. The Princess provided all the ideas, and now you’re taking credit just because you added a touch of chemistry?”
“You’re the one making a fuss if you call it that. What are you talking about?”
“Narmore speaks casually anyway. And he’s younger too.”
“How nice it must be to be older!”
Narmore and Yuri growled at each other before turning their heads away with a huff.
Separate from their relationship, the reputation of Yurimor Confectionery—their joint creation—reached the heavens.
Nobles lined up from all over the world to taste Yurimor Confectionery’s desserts, and around it rose the third-largest social venue on the continent.
“All of this is because I excel at marketing and distribution. Moreover, it was my idea to establish premium accommodations nearby.”
“But wouldn’t it have been impossible without the finest desserts?”
“So what? Are you saying you’re the best?”
“I don’t aspire to be the best. I just need to outdo Narmore.”
“Outperforming me won’t be easy, will it?”
Narmore was regarded as the most successful businessman among commoners.
Moving between Zirdel and Alpea, he had built a business empire rivaling a kingdom’s scale.
Yuri laughed softly.
“Even so.”
“Hmm?”
Yuri narrowed her eyes.
The victor in this quarrel was always Yuri.
“I’m going on a picnic with the Princess today and eating desserts. What about you?”
“I, I…!”
In forty minutes, there was a meeting with the representative of Miracle Corporation.
After the meeting, there was a business agreement regarding Isabel Chain technology, and after that was a meeting with King Valkio of Zirdel.
“You’re always like that. Using busyness as an excuse to neglect the Princess.”
“Hey, how much effort do I put in for the Princess every day…!”
“What the Princess loves most is spending time together. That’s the best way to show your love for her.”
“That also requires money!”
“Yes, fighting spirit!”
Narmore’s body trembled uncontrollably.
“Why would I argue with a child? I’m leaving.”
“Okay, I’m going on an outing with the Princess and will be back.”
Narmore sensed his defeat.
He felt somewhat wronged.
If I’d known this would happen, I should have learned confectionery skills.
“All because I got involved in some business venture.”
* * *
A loud clattering sound echoed from the corridor.
“Got you!”
I knew the owner of that voice very well.
It was Grandfather Teisleon’s voice.
‘He must be playing tag again.’
Grandfather Teisleon enjoyed playing tag with Bumblebee.
Bumblebee squealed and squealed, trying to escape from Grandfather Teisleon, but Grandfather Teisleon was actually a remarkably skilled mage.
‘He’ll catch her in about ten seconds.’
Grandfather Teisleon’s greatest joy in life was embracing Bumblebee and nuzzling his face against hers.
Bumblebee seemed to dislike it greatly, but from what I could tell, she didn’t truly hate it.
After some time had passed, the door opened.
“Kim Beolggwol?”
Bumblebee was trudging in.
She was walking on two legs like a person, but her expression looked as though she’d lost everything in the world.
Bumblebee whimpered as she walked over and climbed onto my lap, curling her body into a ball.
When I stroked her back, Bumblebee made a purring sound.
Shortly after, Viscount Biatonn entered the room.
“Your Highness. I was thinking of preparing a birthday party. Do you have any concept in mind?”
“A birthday party?”
The Vilotian Royal Family doesn’t place great significance on birthdays.
They certainly don’t hold parties.
The environment itself made it impossible to hold parties.
Most of the princes were dispatched outside the palace.
“Yes. A party. Do you dislike the idea?”
“Of course not! How could I dislike it!”
Just because others don’t do something doesn’t mean I shouldn’t.
I paused to think for a moment before speaking.
“I don’t want an overly grand celebration.”
“If it were up to me, I’d like to hold the most magnificent and splendid party in the world for you.”
“That can come later.”
If it’s too grand and splendid from the start, what comes next?
They say humans are creatures of habit, after all.
“I want to spend time with the people I cherish. I still have thirteen birthdays ahead, or rather, twelve that I can truly enjoy.”
I will die when I turn twenty-one.
So I can reach thirteen birthdays, but I can only truly celebrate twelve of them.
“Your Highness, may I sit beside you?”
“Of course.”
Viscount Biatonn took a seat as well.
“As the Empire’s Chief Advisor, I will plan your birthday celebration every year. And my retirement is still more than twenty years away. So I will prepare at least twenty times.”
“But…”
I don’t have that much time left to give.
I didn’t voice that thought.
After all, Viscount Biatonn already knew I was living on borrowed time.
I simply smiled brightly, grateful for his sincerity.
“Thank you for saying that.”
“Not that.”
Biatone shook his head.
It seemed there was something else he wanted to hear.
“Pardon?”
“Tell me you’re looking forward to it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Say that you’re looking forward to at least twenty parties that I will prepare.”
“…”
My gratitude for Viscount Biatonn was immense, yet the words wouldn’t leave my lips.
He was truly precious to me, and I didn’t want to make a promise I couldn’t keep.
“I will not give up.”
“…Thank you.”
Viscount Biatonn rose from his seat.
“Are you leaving already?”
“Yes, I need to speak with Karin for a moment.”
As always, Viscount Biatonn smiled warmly.
It was a truly tender smile.
“I will prepare this birthday with warmth.”
* * *
Karin’s eyes widened in surprise.
“I never knew anyone could communicate with the merfolk to this extent.”
The day had come when I would cross Lake Barcalt riding on the back of a mermaid.
“My mother had a deep friendship with the clan leader of the merfolk here.”
“Your mother, you say…?”
“Yes. She went by the name Beksah.”
“So the rumors were true.”
The rumor that Biatone was the son of the Grand Mage Beksah had spread far and wide.
However, there were many who did not believe this.
The prevailing opinion was that the son of the greatest mage in the history of the Magic Federation could not possibly be the chief advisor of the Villorian Empire.
“So this is… the Fahelo Household.”
It was more desolate than I expected.
There was no sign of anyone present.
Biatone walked forward while explaining the events that had occurred in the meantime.
“I… had no idea at all.”
The great mage Beksah had died.
And it was because of Narbidal’s curse.
“If you had told me beforehand, I would have come with proper courtesy.”
“My mother’s death is a secret.”
…
Karin felt a slight doubt.
Why was he opening this secret to her so freely?
“Follow me.”
Upon reaching a certain space, Karin could not help but gasp.
“This is the legacy and the task my mother left for me.”
…
If this place became known to the world, war would surely break out.
Countless mages of the Magic Federation and the tower lords would fight with fierce determination to claim this place.
“I am from the Magic Federation.”
“But I was abandoned.”
“What about me made you bring me to this place?”
“There is not a single reason why I cannot trust you, Karin. You are a good person.”
Karin lowered her head for a moment.
It was the first time she had heard such words.
In the orphanage during her childhood, she had been bullied, and afterward she lived confined by Wilhelm.
Recently, she had been branded a traitor of the Magic Federation.
Her life had been filled with negation rather than affirmation.
So hearing positive words felt strange and odd.
Especially hearing them from someone other than Isabel felt even more so.
Biatone laughed lightly.
“I can tell that your sincerity toward the Princess is genuine, at least.”
…
“Am I wrong?”
“… You’re right.”
“Why is that?”
“Well…”
A brief silence fell.
Biatone answered in her stead.
“Because the Princess became your spring.”
“….”
“She is that for me as well.”
Biatone continued walking.
“Mother left behind research materials regarding Narbidal’s mark. You paid the price by reclaiming your spring, and I must pay the price by reclaiming my sense of smell. Perhaps I will even have to stake my life.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“It may be connected to dragons, after all.”
“….”
“I happen to know one dragon.”

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