Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health - Chapter 129

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Episode 129

I’d been kidnapped by an unknown assailant.
‘What is this?’
What’s wrong with my life that it’s always such a mess? The incidents just keep piling up.
When the kidnapper grabbed me, I tried to struggle free as best I could, but a child’s strength was utterly worthless. And besides, I was the weakest of the weak.
I had no memory of what happened after being subdued and dragged through the Gate.
When had I lost consciousness?
When I came to, three days had already passed.
‘I suppose after seeing an exhibition with my fragile body, giving an unexpected presentation, getting caught up in a mage’s rampage, and even performing music — it was bound to catch up with me.’
And the grand finale to such a brutal day was kidnapping! An actual kidnapping!
“Oh, you’re awake.”
“Please summon the physician at once.”
“Bring the medicine. Hurry.”
The maids discovered me conscious and immediately began administering medicine and calling for a mage.
As I received Vitality and Healing Magic, my vision cleared to reveal an entirely unfamiliar landscape.
While I’d been unconscious, the unfamiliar maids had bathed me, dressed me in fresh clothes, and fed me through to morning.
“So cute.”
“Remarkably well-behaved, aren’t you.”
“I thought for sure they’d cry and fuss more.”
“But is it really okay? They’re being awfully quiet.”
Since I lacked the energy to speak, my silence had apparently created a misunderstanding.
“Maybe they just don’t understand what we’re saying?”
“Right — Albrecht uses the Continental Common Language.”
“We speak Deloir here.”
I’d noticed the accent sounded different, but so it was a foreign language.
After my unexpected Language Master skill, the news of a foreign language became second nature to me — I only tilted my head briefly.
In any case, from the brief snippets the maids dropped in conversation, I could piece together the general situation.
This was Phytale, the empire of the south continent, known as the Southern Empire, celebrated for its temperate year-round climate and fertile soil.
“……?”
Not that I cared. Moving on.
“No, no, no! Don’t do that!”
“You’ll mess up your hair!”
I couldn’t understand why I was here at all, so I was pulling at my hair in frustration when the maids suddenly stopped trying to restrain me.
Then they all lined up swiftly and fell silent, holding their breath.
Heavy footsteps sounded, the door opened, and a man entered with an air so oppressive it seemed to crush the very atmosphere in the room.
“Uh……?”
The kidnapper.
Seeing the one familiar face, I unconsciously pointed at him, and his eyebrows rose.
“Oh.”
Intimidated by his sharp, frightening expression, I quickly lowered my hand, and his face returned to blankness.
“…….”
“…….”
What is this situation?
As I stood there, cowed by the inexplicable tension, our eyes met.
That’s when I saw his rigid mouth soften slightly.
The man said exactly one thing.
“From today on, I’m your father.”
Excuse me, who gave you the right to change my family registry?

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“Ah, you mean him?”
“The absolute ruler of this Southern Empire, Phytale.”
“The Regent Grand Duke, Ludwig Van Rok.”
The kidnapper’s identity was revealed with the arrival of a maid who spoke the Continental Common Language.
But why on earth would someone like that—?!
“Why? Why me? Kidnapping?”
I was so confused that my words came out in fragments.
Seriously.
I was so bewildered I forgot to be afraid as I questioned him, but the Regent’s answer was outlandish.
“Because you’re my daughter.”
But since when? Where did this delusion come from?
I knew the world contained people who saw other people’s children and insisted they were their own, but I never thought it would happen to me, so I panicked.
Unable to accept the sudden change, I felt dizzy and disoriented, but the kidnapper who suddenly claimed to be my father showed no inclination to provide any proper explanation.
“Be at ease. This is where you’ll live for the rest of your life.”
“……?”
Says who?
“I want to go home.”
I stated clearly what I wanted, but the Regent didn’t even pretend to listen.
“I’ll give you whatever you want. Be comfortable here.”
I don’t care about wants — I said I want to go home!
If I could, I would’ve run away right then.
“I don’t even know how to escape!”
Whirrrrr—
The one consolation was that Ether was still clinging to me.
“Oh, my fate.”
It was clear my destiny had become badly tangled. Otherwise, nothing that’s happened to me in recent months would make any sense.
I considered gathering my allowance and going to the Holy Temple to ask for a blessing, then simply sprawled out on the bed.
“Mother…….”
Would Mehren be all right? Was she worried about me?
“……Father.”
I thought of my foolish father too.
I could only hope Mehren would manage to keep Father in check.

* * *

Halbern Manor.
Mehren was barely restraining Valere with his casted arm.
“Please, calm down!”
On the day of Arelin’s disappearance, Mehren and Valere had discovered it far too late.
There were reasons aplenty: the Capital had been in chaos due to attacks on major institutions that day,
and Valere had been detained alongside the Crown Prince and civilians who’d trapped him.
With so many people around, the fact that almost no one witnessed Arelin being abducted and vanishing was itself extraordinary.
It happened at the precise moment the rampage ceased and the barrier returned to normal — a confluence of subtle coincidences that meant no one saw who had taken her.
Even the mages of the Magic Tower were beside themselves with fury at having lost their savior right before their eyes.
“Please, all right? Please, just calm down.”
Only on the second day of her disappearance, after checking the Gate records, did the two men learn that Arelin had been kidnapped.
Even that confirmation, which normally could have been made within half a day, had been delayed because the terrorist attacks on the Capital’s key institutions had crippled the administration.
Whatever the terrorists’ intent, their actions had ultimately aided the Regent.
The moment Valere learned the kidnapper was Ludwig Van Rok, he’d moved with murderous intent, and only with difficulty had Mehren managed to stop him.
Valere’s gaze lingered on Mehren’s casted arm.
“Why is your arm still like that?”
“There were so many critical cases. I said I’d let it heal naturally.”
“Don’t be stubborn. Use a Potion at least.”
“Stubborn?”
Mehren narrowed his brows.
“Your quick recovery helps everyone.”
Valere clicked his tongue and poured a Potion directly onto Mehren’s arm himself.
“So why did that woman help us? She could have left us to die.”
“Are you aware that the woman you’re talking about is the Empress of this nation?”
Mehren raised his eyebrows.
“…….”
Valere fell silent, sensing the reproach in those eyes. Mehren rubbed his temples and made a weary plea.
“I’m not asking you to befriend Her Majesty the Empress. Just please, don’t make her an enemy.”
Valere twisted his mouth into a bitter smile. Mehren sighed again.
“Are you absolutely certain Arelin was taken? That she was actually kidnapped? Shouldn’t we verify that first before we start causing trouble?”
“Yes.”
“…….”
Mehren’s face crumpled helplessly.
“Do you mean to start a war? Do you think His Majesty would stand by and watch?”
“Mehren.”
Valere spoke with eerie softness.
“As long as Albrecht’s territory doesn’t become the battlefield, Ed doesn’t care.”
His eyes, usually gentle and folded softly, were unnaturally cold today.
“He won’t concern himself with the outcome of the war either — only that no damage comes to him.”
“…….”
“Only Halbern need bleed.”
“How could that possibly work?”
It’s easy to say.
Mehren pleaded with a weary smile.
“Valere, is this truly the only way? Let me try. I’ll find another path somehow…….”
“Mehren.”
Mehren gazed at Valere with wavering eyes. Valere’s violet eyes glimmered strangely today, almost mesmerizing.
“Neither he nor I will ever give up on Arelin. Not until one of us is dead.”
Valere’s memory stirred.
Meeting that man behind the Auction House.
“We both have a sister we can’t let go.”
Eyes half-mad, still trapped in the past, lost in confusion.
How could he not recognize it?
He wore the same expression himself.
“I’ll bring her back.”
Finally, Mehren’s grip loosened. He had no choice but to release Valere.
And.
Around the time the Saren Knights and the Halbern Forces were deployed to the Southern Front, Ludwig Van Rok filed an international lawsuit against the House of Halbern, staking Arelin’s parental rights and custody.

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