I Will Protect My Brother - Chapter 112

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Chapter 112
“Right. Call me whatever you want—’dear’ or ‘honey’… what was it?”
Kalian’s ears doubted what they’d heard.
Had those words truly come from Rosien, who was so oblivious and openly indifferent?
“How did you find out?”
“…I heard people talking as I wandered through the castle.”
Rosien didn’t meet his gaze. Yet the tips of her ears, peeking through her hair, had flushed a brilliant crimson.
“I know you’re having a proposal ring made. Finish it quickly and kneel before me. Then… then I’ll accept it.”
“Really?”
“If you keep asking, I won’t accept it.”
Rosien turned her head away with considerable dignity.
Kalian gazed at her profile, entranced, as she struggled to hide her embarrassment. Then he suddenly pulled her into his arms.
“Rosien, I love you.”
“Mm, yes. Right. I love you too.”
As I buried my face in her embrace and murmured, Rosien hesitantly returned the words.
After all those times I’d confessed first and urged her to follow suit, she now responded automatically with those three words. Each time, my ears felt like they were melting.
Kalian breathed in deeply the sweet fragrance emanating from beneath her collarbone. My head spun as though intoxicated.
“Ah, I want to marry you soon.”
“…”
“I have to hear you call me by a different name.”
After a long hesitation, Rosien lifted her hand and gently stroked his hair.
“Yes. If you wait, you’ll hear it someday, so you need to be good.”
“Mm…”
Normally, I would have quickly caught the subtle nuance in those words about being “good.”
But Kalian was far too happy to dwell on that fleeting remark.
Lost Soul suddenly surged up from beneath the sofa.
【Come to your senses, you fool!】
“Get out, Lost Soul.”
Rosien, nestled comfortably against Kalian, fixed her gaze on Broken Chaos. Then she let out a soft laugh.
【…You! You cunning vixen, are you mocking me right now…】
“Please don’t interfere. I don’t wish to have this precious moment disturbed.”
Not knowing how much time remained, Rosien murmured under her breath and summoned shadow tendrils.
Rosien’s power violently thrust Lost Soul outward.
The door slammed shut.
【…】
Only a seething mass of darkness remained alone in the corridor.
【…How insolent!】
Lost Soul, unable to contain its fury, hurled itself against the door with all its might.
But it was pathetically repelled by the subtle blessing of the Judge of Darkness and Chaos that now draped the door.
Lost Soul’s will spread far and wide, as though it would pierce through Wynack Castle itself.
【I won’t let this slide, Lozietti Kirges—!】
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Time flowed swiftly.
The day of the Continental Conference drew near, just around the corner.
On the morning of my departure for Delpiam, I examined my face and appearance more meticulously than usual.
Once I removed the Confusion Sorcery that had shielded me for the past ten years, my face as Lozietti Kirges was laid bare without reservation.
‘I seem to have matured somewhat over these past months.’
I donned an ornate dress over lightweight armor, which fit my frame perfectly without appearing cumbersome.
I gazed intently at the woman reflected in the mirror, then took one final walk around my chamber.
Perhaps it was because I alone knew my destiny in advance?
Instinctively, I felt that I would not return to this place for a very long time.
An unpleasant chill ran from the crown of my head to my fingertips.
‘I know my sign, but I have no idea when or how it will unfold.’
Waiting passively for the silence that would descend upon me unexpectedly was far more unbearable than I had imagined, despite all my preparations.
As I opened the door and stepped into the corridor, Kalien was waiting. Upon seeing me in this unfamiliar appearance, he stood momentarily speechless, his expression drained of color.
“…Of everything I have witnessed in my lifetime, you shine the brightest. The word ‘beautiful’ must surely exist for you alone.”
“I am rather beautiful, it’s true.”
“Sometimes I worry that you know this fact far too well….”
Kalien grinned foolishly and pressed a kiss to both my cheeks.
“So now you’re ‘Lozietti’ instead of ‘Rosien’?”
“Just keep calling me Rosy.”
Indifferent to whether anyone was watching, I embraced him first for the first time in a while.
As I nestled into his broad embrace, my heart settled like a tranquil lake, becoming perfectly serene.
“Isn’t the ring finished yet?”
Kalien let out a troubled sigh.
“Finding a gemstone as beautiful as the color of your eyes isn’t easy. It should be completed by the time we return to Abuero.”
“I see….”
I had hoped to have it with me, so I felt a pang of disappointment. I rubbed my face against Kalien’s chest one last time before pulling away.
“Rosy?”
“That’s enough. Let’s go.”
I turned away from his gaze.
If our eyes met, unnecessary words would spill from my lips, so I stubbornly fixed my gaze forward. My trembling hands, as always, remained hidden in the folds of my dress.
Kalien, Owen, Railo, and Yeljewa—who had been staying at Wynack Castle—and I arrived in Delpiam according to the conference schedule.
As planned, I visited the Kirges Main House first, pushing away Kalien’s insistence on accompanying me.
If he discovered what I was doing here beforehand, matters would become unnecessarily complicated.
“Lozietti!”
Alpien, who had put his shoes on the wrong feet, came rushing to the front gate to greet me.
“You’ve finally returned to Kirges. Congratulations. At last, I can finally rid myself of this terrifying position of Family Head—no, pass it on to you. I’m so moved I could weep….”
I ignored him as he wiped away his tears and surveyed the Main House.
The left and right wings connected to the main building, the training hall, and to the north, spread across rolling hills, stood the newly constructed Planetarium—he had confessed that Kalien had thoroughly destroyed the old one.
“I’m sorry, Alpien. I’ll hand over the Family Head position to you, but you’ll need to protect the Kirges Main House for a while longer.”
“What? Why?”
“Because I don’t know when or how I might disappear.”
I opened the Planetarium and floated it above my head. A three-dimensional cosmos unfurled across the disc, magnified dozens of times over.
An absolute inviolable barrier was operating at the Kirges Main House. I grasped the formula of the barrier and began reinforcing its weak points.
[ᛋᛏᚱᚢᚳᛏᚢᚱᚨᛚ ᚱᛖᛁᚾᚠᛟᚱᚳᛖᛗᛖᚾᛏ]
[ᚨᚢᛏᛟᛗᚨᛏᛁᚳ ᛞᛖᛗᚨᚷᛖ ᚱᛖᚳᛟᚵᛖᚱᛇ]
[ᛒᛖ ᛈᚱᛖᛈᚨᚱᛖᛞ ᚠᛟᚱ ᛖᛏᛖᚱᚾᚨᛚ ᚠᛁᚱᛖ]
Alpien and the Sorcerers’ jaws dropped at the sheer scale of the sorcerous array I was designing.
“Rosien, what on earth… what kind of power did you gain?”
“Could it be that the faint Kirges mana drifting through Rahnar’s atmosphere recently belonged to the new Family Head?!”
“Oh, Star! I’ve never seen such a beautiful and intricate sorcerous array before…!”
My shoulders lifted slightly with pride. Being praised as one of the strongest in my original family felt quite pleasant.
But Alpien couldn’t hide his unease.
“However, Lozietti. Why specifically a defensive barrier…? Could it be?”
His complexion darkened instantly. He seemed to recall Yeljewa’s prophecy.
He likely grasped my intention from the final incantation I had uttered.
I gestured for him to come closer. Alpien bent his upper body slightly to match my height.
I whispered secretly against his ear.
“Don’t tell the Sorcerers about the prophecy yet. There’s no need to deliberately foster fear.”
“I understand…”
“And open your Planetarium. I’ll transfer this barrier technique directly to yours.”
“Huh, really? Is that possible? But with my mana…”
“I’ve already woven the Star’s blessing into the sorcerous array, so you only need to recite the incantation.”
This was my first command as Family Head to Alpien. I added a few more words, then stepped back from him.
Alpien’s eyes trembled greatly.
“Lozietti, did you really mean what you just said? Are you truly telling me to do this?”
“Of course. When have you ever seen me talk nonsense?”
“But I thought you’d find a way. That’s why I believed you—that you would surely find a method to stop his rampage…”
“No.”
I shook my head firmly.
“There is no such method, Alpien. Just as I cannot escape the ambush of someone who will strike me soon.”
“…”
“The Prophetic Pupil’s future foresight always comes to pass. No matter how hard you struggle to change it, you’ll only exhaust yourself.”
Alpien clenched his lips tightly. He clearly wanted to protest, but seeing me speak of my own death, he couldn’t bring himself to add another word.
“Then Rosien, you’ve already made your resolve…?”
“So there’s only one path.”
I cut off Alpien’s words. And I lifted one corner of my mouth in a slight smirk.
“If I can’t change the prophecy, then I have no choice but to use it, don’t I?”

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