Never Mind the Heir, I’ll Focus on Healing - Chapter 192

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The Successor Doesn’t Know; I Just Want to Heal — Episode 192

‘Oh, what a fright.’

Lion jumped at the voice as if his feet had gone numb in shock.
He never imagined he’d hear this voice here…….
Lion turned around awkwardly.
There stood Ricshel, exactly as expected, arms crossed in a defiant stance.

“What…… are you doing here?”
“I’ve followed you.”
“Oh, I see.”
“From where I stand, it looks as though you’re about to enter that place. Would you mind explaining your reasons?”

Ricshel had steeled himself this time.
His brother was doing reckless things and wearing on his nerves, so now, despite being the younger one, he was resolved to give a proper scolding.
As expected, Lion had no answer.

“Brother. The Head of House’s Training Ground is truly dangerous…….”

The moment Ricshel was about to launch into his complaints,
Lion suddenly thrust something forward.
It was…… the egg that he had cherished so dearly.
The one he hadn’t even taken with him to Ester.
And yet that egg…….

Crack.

Fine fissures were spreading across the shell in real time.

“…….”

Ricshel, possessed of a keen intellect, grasped what was happening in mere seconds.

‘It’s hatching.’

He didn’t know what that egg truly was, but he knew for certain it wasn’t an ordinary existence.
He’d searched through texts of his own accord, yet found not a single reference to an egg of that appearance anywhere.
What could that mean?
Either it was a remarkably rare egg—one absent even from written records—or it was a mutation.

‘And besides…….’

This was mere speculation, but since it was an egg his brother had brought, it certainly couldn’t be an ordinary thing.
Yet because his brother wanted it and given the uncertainty of when it might hatch, Ricshel had decided to care for it at the Estate for a time.

‘Only, of course, if it were deemed to pose no threat to my brother.’

There was one fact hidden here that Lion did not know.
Should the creature that emerged from the egg prove to be something his brother couldn’t handle, or something he shouldn’t handle—a dangerous existence—then there had been an understanding with the Head of House to ‘deal with it.’

He understood that a newborn life bore no guilt, but he couldn’t bear to let his brother fall into danger because of squeamishness about morality or ethics.
Of course, this hadn’t been a proper conversation.
It had merely slipped out during successor training and amid reports of House Asteri’s affairs.
He’d never expected it to actually hatch.
And…….

‘I never imagined a problem would arise like this.’

Ricshel glanced at the firmly closed door.
No one knew better than Ricshel himself how dangerous what lay beyond it was.
Though his brother hadn’t experienced it firsthand, he had witnessed Ricshel’s suffering, so he surely grasped the magnitude of the peril.
And yet he was determined to enter anyway.

‘He must need a considerable amount of Mana.’

That was the only conclusion Ricshel could draw from the present moment.
So what should he do?
His mind churned, but the choice itself was simple.
Simply this:

“If you must go in, then I’ll accompany you.”

To help his brother.
It was, in truth, the only decision.
He’d said he’d handle problems if they arose—but that applied only if they actually became problems.
If they didn’t, then he would help his brother pursue whatever he wished.
And besides, that expression on his face…

‘I’ve never seen it before.’

On his brother’s usually composed face, Ricshel detected urgency and confusion—an unfamiliar sight.
More than anything…

‘He’s happy.’

And why shouldn’t he be? He’d been yearning for this egg to hatch.
That’s why he was willing to move alone.
If his mind had been clearer, he would have asked either himself or the head of the household.
Or perhaps even Elvia.

‘Because it’s not just his problem—another life hangs in the balance.’

But he hadn’t thought that far ahead.
Ricshel bore him no resentment for it. If anything, he saw this situation as a great opportunity.
If he could help now, it might imprint itself even in his brother’s subconscious—that he was useful.

‘As for what to do with that egg…’

He’d cross that bridge later.
If something extraordinary emerged, that wasn’t something Ricshel could handle alone—he’d simply contact the head of the household at once.

“Let’s go.”
“…Thank you.”

Lion felt some measure of reason returning through his exchange with Ricshel.
Being on the cusp of witnessing life born in his own hands—it seemed to have clouded his rational judgment.

‘Get a grip.’

Lion rebuked himself inwardly.
If everything went according to plan, all well and good—but if not, the danger wouldn’t fall on Lion alone.
This egg, which had never seen the light of the world, and Nature as well—both would be imperiled.

‘That’s not all.’

Ricshel, standing before him. His grandfather too.
Elvia, who always exerted herself for his sake, and Freyanya, who had made such a bold choice.
A multitude of faces flickered through Lion’s mind.

‘I’ve been thinking of him too much like a child.’

Ricshel actually showed more maturity in moments like this.
He’d always been my younger brother in my mind, but there was so much I could learn from him.

“Sigh.”

Lion drew a deep breath and gazed at the egg.

[The Beast’s egg will hatch soon!]
[Please move to a location rich in Mana!]
[The Beast’s egg is…….]

Notifications kept appearing from the egg, announcing that hatching was imminent.

‘Let me see this with my own eyes.’

Lion ignored the notifications and examined the egg with composed attention.
The tremor he felt in his palm, the hairline cracks that occasionally spread across the shell.
It would hatch soon—there was no doubt about that.
The system’s message was telling the truth.

‘But…….’

He couldn’t deny that every second mattered now.
Since this was the moment a new life was being born, it was better to resolve anything quickly.
Of course, there wasn’t time to summon his grandfather from his duties outside, but…….

‘At least I have enough time to explain things to Ricshel.’

That creature had endured even in places surrounded by Holy Power.
Of course, steady Mana supply would be necessary to break through this hard shell.
But looking at it coldly, there was no real need to rush like this.

‘Because it’s my first life brought into this world.’

So yes, he could admit it.
Lion was currently quite flustered by a situation he’d never experienced before.
Throughout all his lives before the possession, this had never happened to him even once.
Farewells were what he knew.
But when the creature turned out to be a Beast’s egg from when he’d raised the Druid in the past, his usual composure simply crumbled away.

‘Sorry. Just wait a little longer.’

Lion caressed the still-unbroken part of the egg with his hand, conveying his sincerity silently.
And he recovered his equanimity.

“Ricshel.”
“Yes, brother.”
“This is thanks to you.”
“It is not.”

Ricshel, having grasped Lion’s situation well enough, offered a faint smile.
He was glad nothing else had gone wrong.
And he’d been able to help his brother besides.

“Please tell me what I need to know.”
“Thank you. I’ll keep it brief.”

Lion began explaining what Ricshel needed to do.
First, he would need to protect the egg with Protective Magic during the hatching period.
Second, the egg would absorb a massive amount of Mana.

“What concerns me is that when the Mana absorption happens, it might create a variable that changes the flow of the storm.”

When a mage trained, there existed a limit to how much Mana their body could absorb with a single breath.
A Grand Mage’s single breath could absorb an enormous quantity of Mana, but even that wasn’t enough to alter the flow of the storm in the Training Ground.
But this egg… it was a Beast’s egg.
Moreover, since this was a process for its birth, there was a high likelihood it would wring out every ounce of its power.
Because of that, the possibility of unforeseen circumstances was quite high.

“So if things become dangerous, you must escape immediately.”
“That’s…”

As Ricshel tried to object, Lion pulled something from his breast.
It was precisely what he needed.

“I have a Staff, so I’ll be fine.”
“Ah.”

Ricshel grasped the implication.
The Staff of House Asteri, it was said, would save its master when they found themselves in peril.
In truth, after hearing Lion’s explanation about the variables involved, he’d been debating whether to summon the family head, who was currently away—

‘With that Staff…’

It would be more than enough to protect him.

“I understand your intention, Lion. I will do as you say.”
“Good.”

Ricshel drew his own Staff from his breast.

“The moment you open the door, I will enter at once and immediately deploy Protective Magic. You need not worry—just make your way to the center of the Training Ground.”

The center of where the Mana Storm swept was, much like the eye of a typhoon, relatively calm.
Of course, that didn’t mean it was safe.
An errant icicle that happened to fly through could crack a skull open.

“Then… I’m opening it.”

Lion carefully placed the egg in his bag and opened the door.
It was a place he hadn’t been authorized to enter, but he had received training on what to do if he found himself in such an emergency.

Whoooosh!

A biting, ferocious wind struck him.
It was nothing like the wind he’d felt at House Bydentis.
It was as if…
Yes. Though the intensity differed, if the Labyrinth were to rampage wildly, he imagined it might feel something like this.
In an instant, his hair whipped about.

“Nature, this won’t do. Come in with me.”
Chirp!

Though being a spirit meant no real harm would come, his worry was unavoidable.
The sight before his eyes was, quite literally, the heart of a tempest.
In that instant—

Screech!

A spike of Mana-formed ice hurtled straight toward his face.
The threatening icicle flew directly at his eyes—

Crack!

Ricshel’s Protective Magic reduced it to powder without a trace.

“Are you all right?”
“…I’m fine.”

To be honest, I was startled.

‘This is terrifying.’

I actually considered entering this place alone?
My danger sensors seem to be failing me more and more.
Lion swallowed dryly and moved forward at a measured pace.
Even with Protective Magic in place, the howling wind could not be stopped, so each step felt heavy and laborious.
Between lifting his foot and planting it, the oppressive gusts continued to push against him relentlessly.

A long exhale.

Now I understood why they said that those without the proper qualifications face instant death.

‘But I have to keep going.’

Lion pressed forward one careful step at a time.
The fortunate thing was—

‘I can sense it.’

Perhaps because I had learned Spirit Summoning?
Even amid this chaos, I could read the wind’s current clearly.

Where the wind began and where it ended.
The pattern in which it scarred the skin as it tore past.
And where those visible, powerful concentrations of Mana were heading.
I could see it all.

‘Thank goodness.’

Those who lacked training were said to become lost in this place and perish as wanderers, but that wouldn’t be my fate.
Beyond that—

Hum.

The further he moved in the right direction, the more pronounced the vibrations from the egg in his bag became.

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