I’m a Mother-in-Law, but I Dislike Conflict with My Daughter-in-Law - Chapter 82

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I’m a Mother-in-Law, But I Don’t Want Family Conflicts Episode 82

 

Instead, disgust surged within him.

 

An immortal Monster that disregarded life for its own amusement, wearing a human Mask and Acting out emotions.

 

‘How terrible.’

 

A Monster that could Act human was more dangerous than any enemy.

 

He had to take Wilhelmina and escape from this place immediately.

 

“…It’s been a while since I’ve encountered a human with such hostility.”

 

No longer intending to Act, the Fairy’s face instantly returned to expressionless.

 

“Was I clumsy? As expected, conversation is difficult without reading memories.”

 

The Barrier seemed ready to shatter at any moment.

 

She sighed and extended one hand toward Rohan.

 

“It can’t be helped. To have a calm conversation, shall I put a Collar on you?”

 

As soon as her words ended, dozens of Tree Roots burst forth from her fingertips toward Rohan.

 

Each root, as thick as a Man’s forearm, rushed forward with Arrow-like speed.

 

But Rohan calmly dodged the roots.

 

Starting an attack meant she would no longer maintain that cumbersome Barrier.

 

Like a Wolf that had spotted its prey, he lowered his stance and prepared to Leap.

 

“Should I have changed my face after all? This is a Mask for Wilhelmina, so it won’t work on you. Yes, for you…”

 

The Fairy, having read Rohan’s mind, continued with an innocent smile.

 

“Perhaps it would have been better to greet you in Wilhelmina’s form.”

 

“Shut up.”

 

The Tree Roots flying in straight lines curved like a Whip.

 

It was the Fairy’s trick after noticing Rohan’s incoming attack, but it couldn’t stop him.

 

Rohan slowly approached the Fairy.

 

“Why? I can show you dreams. I can even imitate her appearance as you desire. Yes, for example… Wilhelmina who remembers you.”

 

“…”

 

“Deep down, you’re hoping to have a conversation with her like back then, aren’t you? If you accept the deal, I could show you such dreams as a bonus.”

 

No matter how deep his knowledge of Magic, he couldn’t prevent the Fairy King from peering into his mind.

 

But despite the unpleasantness of having his inner thoughts exposed, Rohan’s movements remained precise.

 

At his steel-like resolve that wouldn’t fall for provocation, the Fairy unconsciously held her breath.

 

“Not easy. You don’t seem to believe a word I say. I wanted to show Wilhelmina some romantic comedy-like scenes.”

 

She raised her other hand as well, aiming it at Rohan.

 

“Since it’s come to this, shall we go with something more action-like?”

 

Just as she was about to use new Magic.

 

Thud-!

 

From behind the Fairy, a dull sound echoed.

 

“…?”

 

The Fairy turned around with a puzzled expression.

 

Rohan also glanced over while dodging the tree roots.

 

Then once again, a sound was heard.

 

Crash-!

 

This time it didn’t end with just once. Twice, three times, the sound continued to ring out.

 

It sounded like something hard was striking a thick wall.

 

“No way.”

 

Horror crept across the fairy’s face. This time it wasn’t acting, but an expression filled with sincerity.

 

“Are you hitting it with your fists?”

 

Questions of what, or who, weren’t necessary.

 

Rohan also realized the identity of the sound.

 

She hastily withdrew her hand that had been preparing magic.

 

Then suddenly, Wilhelmina appeared from beside a large rock at the edge of the sandy beach.

 

…Her knuckles were stained bright red with blood.

 

“Good heavens.”

 

Rohan and the fairy simultaneously let out groans.

 

The noise they had just heard was the sound of Wilhelmina striking the protection barrier with her bare fists.

 

* * *

 

‘Why are you two fighting?’

 

The sounds came so sporadically that except for the beginning, I couldn’t tell what conversation they were having.

 

At least I could tell that Rohan seemed to be looking for me, and that Orb had proposed some kind of deal to him only to be rejected.

 

Then one side should have given up, but suddenly a fight broke out.

 

Of course, Rohan was the first to attack, but I thought he would naturally sheathe his sword after talking it through.

 

Orb was quite a reasonable opponent to talk to, and Rohan was a gentlemanly man.

 

But the situation gradually worsened.

 

‘At this rate, one of them is going to die.’

 

Orb’s attacks were as vicious as something from a monster comic, and Rohan’s movements were so fast and sharp they were hard to follow with the eyes.

 

It looked like a fight that wouldn’t be settled unless one of them died.

 

‘Orb, this guy…’

 

The cause of the fight was obvious. It was Orb’s scheme.

 

Despite promising to return Rohan and me to the ground, Orb threatened Rohan saying ‘Let’s make a deal in exchange for finding Wilhelmina.’

 

For Rohan, who didn’t know about my promise with Orb, he must have felt like she was holding me hostage and demanding something.

 

And Orb seemed to want him to misunderstand exactly that way.

 

‘She wants something from Rohan.’

 

I didn’t know what it was, but it was clearly a deal important enough to fight over.

 

If things continued like this, only Rohan who came to rescue me would suffer losses.

 

Whatever Orb wanted, I couldn’t stand by and watch Rohan get hurt.

 

“Orb-! Rohan!”

 

My voice seemed to be blocked by this transparent wall.

 

Could it be structured so that outside sounds come in but inside sounds don’t go out?

 

Moreover, it seemed like the inside couldn’t be seen from the outside.

 

I slowly reached out my hand to gauge the shape of the wall.

 

‘Cylindrical shape, and from tapping it, it seems to have some thickness. Is the material close to plastic?’

 

Each time I tapped, a dull thudding sound echoed.

 

‘Even if it blocks sounds from inside, the sound of the wall vibrating should be audible.’

 

No matter how excellent a soundproof wall might be, it can’t withstand hammering.

 

“I don’t really want to use my feet…”

 

I often sprained my ankles, so I was anxious. And it didn’t seem like I could put much force into it either.

 

What remained was my hand hammer.

 

‘Let’s see, how did those kids do it.’

 

I recalled the sight of middle school boys playing in front of the arcade punch machine.

 

I gripped my right wrist with my left hand, pulled back my shoulder, then swung forcefully.

 

Bang-!

 

“Oh…”

 

It made quite a decent sound. My fingers stung, but it didn’t strain my wrist as much as I thought.

 

But once wasn’t nearly enough, as Rohan and Orb’s fight was still continuing.

 

I clenched my fist again and continued swinging at the wall.

 

‘This is kind of… fun.’

 

Perhaps because the barrier’s strength was close to plastic, once I got my posture right, it hurt less.

 

I could somewhat understand why those students were enthusiastic about the punch machine. This relieves stress more than I thought.

 

I could finally understand the profound meaning behind my senior teacher who used to laugh while saying, ‘I wish we had a punching bag in the faculty room.’

 

Bang! Bang!

 

With repeated punching, the sound grew louder and louder.

 

Only then did both of their gazes turn toward me.

 

‘Good, just one more time…!’

 

…I shouldn’t have forced myself to put in excessive strength.

 

Perhaps because I was sweating and feeling elated, my posture collapsed at the end.

 

My fist, with my body weight behind it, struck the wall even harder…

 

“Gasp.”

 

Due to the excessive force I exerted, my knuckles collided and scraped against the wall, resulting in injuries.

 

My skin was already delicate, and blood began flowing from the torn wounds.

 

The last punch must have been effective, as Orb finally released her protection barrier.

 

Rohan and Orb’s gazes turned toward me and slowly moved downward.

 

“Good heavens.”

 

Orb, who discovered my hand bleeding profusely, squeezed her eyes shut.

 

“Excuse me… do you know that your status is Grand Duchess?”

 

“Well, what…”

 

Is there a law saying Grand Duchesses can’t punch things… I was too embarrassed to say that, so I covered the injured area with my left hand.

 

“Good grief, where is there a female protagonist who punches walls with her fists when trapped…”

 

When you put it that way, it makes me sound like someone obsessed with violence.

 

But I had nothing to say, so I kept my mouth shut.

 

An awkward silence fell upon the three of us.

 

Orb healed my hand.

 

She did boast, saying ‘Do you know how amazing it is to use healing magic without any price?’ but when I

 

replied ‘Then leave it. It’ll heal quickly anyway,’ she sighed deeply and cast the magic on me.

 

Though some pain remained, my hand was cleanly healed without even a scar.

 

Moreover, saying that my skin was in a weakened state and I needed to be careful, she brought bandages from somewhere and wrapped them around my hand.

 

“Thank you, Orb.”

 

“Your manners are so proper, so why did you do such a thing?”

 

“Who knows.”

 

Orb shook her head as if she still couldn’t believe it.

 

Rohan, who had approached my side at some point, muttered with a voice mixed with confusion.

 

“…Orb?”

 

“That’s this girl’s name.”

 

Well, they had been fighting without even introducing themselves, so of course he wouldn’t know her name.

 

Rohan looked at Orb and trailed off.

 

“Orb, you don’t mean…”

 

“Shh, if you say my real name, you’ll be cursed. This isn’t a joke.”

 

After warning him, Orb plopped down on a small rock.

 

“I didn’t expect things to turn out like this. It should have been a more lovey-dovey development.”

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