I’m a Mother-in-Law, but I Dislike Conflict with My Daughter-in-Law - Chapter 215

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I’m a Mother-in-Law, But I Don’t Want Family Conflicts Episode 215

“…Phew.”

After my anger subsided, I took a deep breath and organized the situation.

I had been meeting Rohan at Count Zormon’s banquet hall.

After saying irreversible words to him, I suddenly fell asleep. Then past memories continued.

‘Those weren’t my memories. They were Rohan’s memories.’

Rohan’s fierce emotions toward me still remained in my heart.

I glared at Oberon, who still wore a mocking expression.

“You spied on all of my dreams, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, so I remember what you said. It was a masterpiece. To think you two also had such an innocent period…”

“Shut up. More importantly, is memory transfer magic even possible? You said memory erasure itself is an incredible miracle.”

Oberon, whose words were cut off, looked a bit displeased, but soon shrugged his shoulders and answered.

“An aged fairy might be able to do it, but it’s impossible for humans. Rohanos probably pushed himself a bit too hard.”

“Pushed too hard? Are there side effects?”

“Well…”

Oberon hesitated for a moment, then continued his explanation as if it didn’t matter.

“With Rohanos’s abilities, erasing memories is about all he can do. Hundreds of years ago, it was divine power capable of performing decent miracles, but now it has greatly declined. So what he did could be seen as forcibly using his ancestors’ power.”

The ability Rohan possessed seemed remarkable enough for Oberon to call it a miracle.

But what I was curious about wasn’t such past events, but Rohan’s current condition.

“Right, right, I was about to say that. Memory is, borrowing an expression from your world, like a lo- ng text file. If you change the middle content, all the line alignment of the text behind it gets messed up. Plus, if the text file is large, there’s a long lag every time you modify it, right? That’s why it can’t be easily touched.”

“For something like that, Rohan seemed to use his ability quite freely.”

“The ability that guy uses is more like overlay than deletion. He painted over the text he wanted to erase with white color to make it look invisible, so it wasn’t really deleted. Since only the color changed, there’s no reason for the line alignment or columns of subsequent pages to change.”

After hearing Oberon’s explanation, I finally understood the method of memory deletion perfectly.

And I could also understand why I hadn’t noticed the gaps in my memory until now.

‘Unless you deliberately check that page (the past), the final page (reality) remains unchanged, so you don’t suspect anything.’

And human memories slowly weather away from the distant past.

The overlaid memories would also weather away someday, leaving only traces before disappearing.

It was a method that minimized aftereffects to erase memories.

“Wait, according to that, since my memory was modified, shouldn’t I be receiving a big shock?”

I did have a headache, but I didn’t feel the tremendous pain Oberon described.

At my question, Oberon clicked his tongue.

“Your memory wasn’t modified. Rohanos just took his own memory and showed it to you.”

“…What?”

“So- Rohanos edited his own memory like a video and showed it to you. In other words, it’s Rohan’s side whose memory was modified, not you.”

I almost bolted upright from the bed without realizing it.

But my head felt dizzy as if I had anemia, so I quickly collapsed back onto the blanket.

“Don’t overdo it, seeing someone else’s memories is tiring work.”

“Ugh… More importantly, what happened to Rohan? Don’t tell me Rohan’s memories are gone?”

It’s awkward to say with my own mouth, but my encounter with Rohan was like a precious memory carefully hidden in a treasure box.

If that had disappeared, it would certainly have been a huge shock to Rohan as well.

“I don’t think that’s the case. He probably showed it to you and immediately reversed it. Well, it must have been quite painful due to the sudden void and confusion.”

“Why on earth would he do such a thing…”

“He probably wanted you to understand his heart. Because there are emotions that cannot be expressed in words.”

“…”

He was right.

If Rohan had conveyed our memories through words, I would have only understood them but not empathized.

It was natural since I had never truly felt his love.

But seeing the memories made me realize many things.

His love and obsession were not something that could be expressed through mere conversation.

“Of course, being angry at Wilhelmina’s irresponsible words was probably one of the reasons too.”

“…Anyway, Rohan is suffering from aftereffects, right? Where is he now?”

“I don’t know either. That guy has good instincts, so he notices when I follow him, so I’ve never tried chasing after him.”

I wanted to go meet him right away, but my body wouldn’t cooperate.

I was thinking about asking Nata to look for him when Oberon stood up from his seat.

“How about not worrying unnecessarily and getting some more sleep? There should still be memories that Rohanos left behind in your head. If you dream, you might find the next clues.”

“But…”

“But nothing.”

Oberon climbed onto my bed in an instant as if he had used teleportation.

He bent his waist and faced me.

“He wants you to see all the memories. That’s why he endured the pain. If you turn your head away again this time… a truly irreversible future will come.”

“…Is that from experience?”

“Yeah. I don’t want you two to part ways like we did.”

Unlike before, there was seriousness visible in Oberon’s eyes as he smiled.

Whatever magic he cast, my body laid my head on the pillow on its own.

I had complaints, but there was no room to argue against Oberon’s opinion.

Before apologizing to Rohan, I had to check all the memories he wanted to show me.

“Alright, I understand. I’ll follow your words for now.”

“Good girl.”

“Don’t treat me like a child with that appearance. It’s annoying.”

Oberon let out a chuckle.

As I decided to fall asleep, the headache that had been tormenting my mind gradually began to disappear, and drowsiness poured in like a tide instead.

“Rohan is… okay, right?”

Just before sleep overtook me again, I asked with my last bit of strength.

Oberon nodded.

“That guy is a monster who won’t die even if you kill him, so don’t worry.”

That’s a relief.

I felt reassured and closed my eyes again.

* * *

…The dream was short.

It was a clear and concise dream that didn’t need to be recalled and analyzed.

It felt like watching a video with compressed information.

Once I absorbed it all into my mind, I could understand what purpose Rohan had in leaving this memory.

‘He’s entrusting it to me.’

It meant he was entrusting both the resolution and conclusion of this problem entirely to me.

In the end, he didn’t erase my memory.

Even though it might result in embroidery, he stepped back to respect my choice.

Leaving only the memory clues that would help me.

Thanks to that, I could also know where I needed to go next.

If I go there, my overlaid memories will probably return as well.

‘First, let me get up. How much time has passed?’

I got down from the bed and slowly walked toward the door. Come to think of it, I was so absorbed in the past story that I didn’t even hear where this place was.

Since I fainted as soon as I received Rohan’s memory, there must have been chaos at Count Jormon’s house too…

‘It couldn’t have been Oberon who brought me here. He’s not the type who likes to reveal himself to others. Then who moved me?’

The question was resolved as soon as I opened the door.

Creak-

Whether it was poorly oiled, the door opened with a sound that would come from a horror movie, and in front of it…

“Oh.”

Helene stood there, emanating a cold aura as if she could summon a snowstorm.

As expected, in an unfamiliar large living room, Helene stood with her back to the brightly burning fireplace, looking at me.

“You’re awake, Mother.”

Her voice was stiffer and sharper than usual.

Without realizing it, I straightened my back and answered.

“Y-yes. Helene. Since you’re here, is this perhaps Layton Castle?”

“As expected, you have no memory. This is a villa in a provincial city two days away from Count Jormon’s house.”

“Ah…”

“And the reason I’m here is because I heard news about you, Mother.”

Helene took a step toward me.

I felt an ominous presence as if a demon lord was approaching.

“Two days ago, a message from an unknown sender suddenly arrived at the castle. It was a request to protect you, Mother, as they would leave you at this villa. I headed to the villa while simultaneously investigating the sender. His identity, as you know, Mother…”

“…was Rohan.”

“Yes, it was Duke Venice.”

At that moment, hostility exploded around Helene.

It was Helene’s sincere anger that I felt after a long time.

I hadn’t felt this level of emotion since Chloe.

“I knew that Duke Venice was coming and going in the Western Region. Since Mikhail is working hard to make peace with him, it’s not a matter for me to interfere with. However, I cannot overlook threats concerning you, Mother.”

“Ah, that’s…”

Helene’s emotions weren’t directed at me.

She was burning with fury toward Rohan, who had knocked me unconscious.

I tried to open my mouth to calm her down, but Helene seemed to have no intention of listening to me at all as she continued to fuel her anger.

“Shamelessly, he disappeared leaving Mother alone in this villa. Not a single word of apology, not even showing his face. How dare he hurt my precious family, how shameless!”

‘There was no injury, just a slight headache… No, more than that.’

Even knowing this was a serious situation, the corners of my mouth unconsciously lifted.

“I can’t just leave things like this. I’ll show them the terror of House Layton… Hmm?”

Only then did Helene notice my expression and frown.

“Why do you have that look on your face?”

“Well, I’m happy because Helene called me precious family.”

“…Ugh! Don’t try to change the subject by charming people with those words again!”

So she finds this charming. What an innocent daughter-in-law.

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