If I Were Reborn, I Wouldn’t Marry You - Chapter 91

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Chapter 91

“Eek, what? It’s cold!”

Miela, who suddenly got splashed with water, lightly shivered.

“Are you okay? Miela?”

Panicked Merlin hurriedly offered her handkerchief.

“Yes, I’m fine.”

Miela cheerfully smiled while patting away the moisture with the handkerchief Merlin gave her.

Though it was the relatively warm South, they were bundled up in layers since they’d be doing outdoor activities all day.

Her body seemed sluggish as she wriggled around like a newborn bear cub.

‘She’s cute, but staying in wet clothes makes it easy to catch a cold.’

Though only her shoulder area got wet about the size of a palm, to Lionel’s sister-obsessed eyes, it looked serious.

“Let’s go back to the castle. At this rate, you might catch a cold.”

Lester, equally sister-obsessed, also showed concern with a serious face as he placed his hand on Miela’s forehead.

At Lester’s words, Lionel’s overprotective mode fully activated as he wrapped Miela up in his outer coat.

Now Miela looked almost like a snowman.

Even so, Lionel couldn’t feel at ease.

“Ugh, it’s hot! Stuffy!”

Miela, wrapped snugly in the large coat with her soft cheeks slightly flushed, whined.

“Shh, it’s better than catching a cold, right? You hate taking medicine.”

When Lionel gently coaxed but firmly cautioned her, Miela pouted her lips.

Being naturally gentle, she understood but seemed disappointed about going back like this.

‘Well, Miela did seem to enjoy the hot springs treasure hunt game.’

Though he’d never said it outside for fear of being called a fool for his daughter, Miela really was a special child.

Even looking objectively with all bias removed, that was true.

‘Kids Miela’s age do like treasure hunting games, but…’

Roderick’s little angel’s treasure hunting was much more serious than other kids her age.

It wasn’t just finding paper notes hidden in the garden – she really wanted to find ‘treasure.’

She’d been like that since she was even younger.

She often read fairly difficult geology books while speculating about places where treasure might be buried, and this time too, her eyes sparkled when she heard hot springs had appeared in a nearby estate.

‘She was so happy about it…’

Lionel’s heart, infinitely generous toward Miela, softened a little.

After exchanging glances with Leonhardt, who had planned the hot springs exploration together, and noticing Miela’s dejected expression, his deliberation tilted a bit more.

‘Since we dressed her warmly, wouldn’t it be okay?’

Then Leonhardt glanced around and carefully spoke up.

“It’s disappointing it’s not hot spring water, but we’re fortunate to have found underground water at least. We can consider this a success.”

It seemed like he was trying to console Miela’s disappointment at not wanting to go back yet.

Fortunately, Leonhardt’s comfort seemed to have some effect as Miela perked up.

“I heard yesterday that the South has no lakes or rivers, so they collect rainwater to use. Since we found underground water, making a well would be a great help to the estate residents.”

Despite their carefully planned hot springs exploration disappointingly failing, Lionel was moved by Miela’s mature attitude of saying it was fortunate they at least found underground water.

‘Our little angel is kind and caring too.’

For a moment, he even had the illusion of seeing a halo behind Miela’s back.

‘Should I give Miela a mine for her next birthday present?’

Lionel pondered which of his opal mine or emerald mine to gift to Miela.

‘Why not both.’

Very briefly.

The estate manager who had come along as a guide quietly listened, then suddenly chuckled and offered praise to Miela.

“That’s right. Though the South does get rain fairly often, we can’t exactly use water abundantly. The nearby residents will be greatly pleased!”

His eyes looked as pleased as if watching grandchildren who had returned as top students from the Academy.

Immediately, Lionel revised his assessment of the estate manager.

‘He was a better person than I thought.’

Lionel was more generous than anyone toward those who treated Miela favorably.

Lionel gave the estate manager enough time to heap praise on Miela.

Since only the outer coat area had gotten slightly wet, Miela’s clothes were almost dry even in the modest winter sunlight, so he could afford this leisure.

However, Miela, who was naturally humble and felt a bit embarrassed by such praise, gently cut off the estate manager’s compliments and changed the subject.

“Say, if we only make a well for this village, won’t people from other villages feel left out?”

It wasn’t a very smooth topic change.

Even Lester, the most oblivious among them, realized this was a topic Miela brought up to redirect the conversation.

However, her worry about other villagers possibly feeling left out was so admirable and lovable that they just smiled and pretended not to notice.

“That could happen.”

Merlin smiled gently and responded to Miela’s words.

‘Certainly this area would be safe from drought. Even when it’s not drought season, they’d worry less about water.’

The estate Lester received was quite large, with several villages of hundreds or thousands of households attached.

Judging from the estate manager’s reaction, water shortage seemed to be a long-standing concern for southern people.

‘Our Miela would naturally be bothered by this.’

She was such a soft-hearted child that she couldn’t just ignore people in need.

Lionel quietly exchanged glances with Merlin, Caspian, and Lester.

The group’s guardian, the spirit contractors who would dig wells, and the estate owner’s opinions aligned.

“Then shall we visit other villages too?”

However, the one who actually spoke up was Lester, who had the best quick thinking among the group.

Lionel briefly furrowed and relaxed his brow, disappointed that Lester had beaten him to it.

“Really? That’s wonderful!”

But when Miela smiled brightly with joy, even that tiny disappointment melted away.

Before they knew it, their exploration goal had changed from hot springs exploration to underground water development, but Miela was excited as if that had been the original purpose.

‘Anyone watching would think we originally came to dig wells in the South.’

Lionel smiled as if melting.

‘It would be disappointing to go back like this.’

We had confirmed our hypothesis was feasible, but we needed a bit more data.

For instance, how long it takes on average to locate and create wells, or how much Merlin and Caspian could use their abilities per day.

‘It would be good to dig a few more wells.’

Since Lester’s estate was located in the center of the South, digging a sufficient number of wells would help neighboring estates during droughts too.

‘If we’re lucky, other estates that hear rumors might voluntarily propose asking us to dig wells for them too.’

I wondered how to persuade the brothers who had become overprotective, but fortunately it went quite easily.

“But are Merlin and Caspian okay with this?”

“Well, this isn’t difficult work, and it’s just digging a few more wells.”

“This is my first time using spirit arts this way, so it’s fun.”

Fortunately, Merlin and Caspian’s reactions were good too.

‘Great.’

I exchanged glances with Leonhardt and smiled brightly.

We rode the carriage to another village like that.

“Wow, Merlin is amazing! Caspian is so cool!”

They say praise makes even whales dance, so when we didn’t spare encouragement and cheers, the excited Merlin and Caspian’s spirit-handling skills were improving in real time.

“This time it took less than two hours!”

“Next time I’ll try for around one hour!”

Accordingly, the time to create one well was gradually shortening.

This is good training, isn’t it?

I watched the two’s backs with a proud expression.

As rumors spread that nobles had suddenly appeared and were digging wells in each village, onlookers began gathering little by little.

“What are those people doing here?”

To the curious whisper, a village resident who had been there first answered.

“The water spirit contractor and earth spirit contractor are making wells for us.”

“A well? Was it even possible to dig a well in this neighborhood? The ground is just rocks with a thin layer of soil on top?”

“Right? But I guess the Spirit Contractors can do it.”

Once the conversation started flowing, the onlookers began chattering in hushed voices.

Then the middle-aged man who had arrived first cleared his throat to gather attention and began explaining in earnest.

“I’ve been watching from the beginning…!”

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