That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 191

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Chapter 191

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At the same time, I checked my Status Window for the first time in a while.

 

‘Hey! Kim Ddongbyeol! Come out!’

 

 

 

[System: Status Window]

 

Tulia Frazier (17 years old)

 

-Coins Held: 30 (Deposit Coins: 2,000)

 

-Character: 3 (Grace +2)

 

-Beauty: 8 (Grace +2)

 

-Skill: 10 (Temporary +1)

 

-Wealth: 9

 

-Luck: 10

 

 

 

Overall Rating: B

 

 

 

‘The path from B to A is still very long.’

 

Moreover, the Skill Stat was temporarily raised by 1, so originally it was 9. I would need to invest more coins later to make it a proper 10.

 

Still, thinking back to my pathetic initial Status Window, I felt like I had made tremendous progress.

 

As I made plans to invite Schulz Schmidt as an advisor, I thought it was time to keep the long-delayed promise I had made with him.

 

I was always the type to flip Kim Ddongbyeol around like a pancake, toss him like a ball for at least an hour before going to sleep.

 

I had learned that there was a function to temporarily raise stats by investing some coins.

 

‘It’s literally temporary, so the coins used disappear without a trace…’

 

It was technically a loss, but there was a reason I temporarily raised my stats to decode this Ancient Language Letter.

 

I lifted my head to look at Schulz Schmidt, who was reading the letter intently with a pale face.

 

 

 

[System: Profile]

 

Schulz Schmidt (29 years old)

 

-Youngest Pneuma in history.

 

-Youngest Vice Chairman of the White Tower in history.

 

-Designated as the youngest Chairman of the White Tower in history.

 

-Teacher of the male protagonist Ferdinand.

 

-Doesn’t particularly like sweets, but likes strawberries.

 

 

 

Since it had been a while since I checked his profile, many things had been added compared to when I first saw it.

 

And…

 

 

 

-Hidden secrets include… (Show More)

 

 

 

‘Well now. I can check this now.’

 

I clicked ‘Show More’ without hesitation.

 

Since I had already unlocked it before, it appeared immediately without any cost.

 

 

 

-Hidden secrets include not being Lord Schmidt’s biological son.

 

 

 

That Ancient Language Letter that Schulz Schmidt was holding.

 

That long first line could have been translated immediately the day I received the letter.

 

 

 

“‘To a part of myself that has separated from my body’ is a phrase used in ancient times for one’s most cherished child.”

 

 

 

At that time, Schulz Schmidt had asked back with a face full of confusion and bewilderment.

 

I had continued decoding the letter bit by bit since then, and as the decoding passed 70%, instead of becoming clearer, it only became more confusing.

 

‘At first, I thought it was that kind of story.’

 

The clichéd content about a scary and strict father who actually cherished his son dearly.

 

But the letter filled with Ancient Language contained content completely different from my common imagination.

 

‘Lord Schmidt was Schulz Schmidt’s… uncle.’

 

Meanwhile, Schulz Schmidt, who had finished reading the decoded letter, quietly put down both the letter and the glasses he had been wearing on the table.

 

Then he buried his face in his hands. Schulz Schmidt was silent. He didn’t sob loudly with heaving shoulders, nor did he whimper.

 

But some moisture could be guessed without touching it with one’s hands.

 

How much time had passed? Schulz Schmidt lifted his head. His usually cold eyes were reddened, wet with moisture.

 

“…Lord Schmidt was my biological mother’s younger brother.”

 

It was a bitter voice.

 

I already knew the entire content from decoding that long letter, but I silently listened to his words.

 

“My mother loved a man from a humble family. The Schmidt family had always been a conservative family, and the man… my biological father was eventually disposed of by poisoning…”

 

At that time, Schulz Schmidt’s biological mother was already carrying him in her womb.

 

The stubborn and conservative Schmidt family considered their daughter a tool for political marriage.

 

Naturally, they also tried to eliminate the secretly conceived child in her womb.

 

Sensing her family’s conspiracy, she fled the castle and gave birth to the child alone, then froze to death on the cold icy plains.

 

The one who had been searching for his runaway sister under the family’s orders was Lord Schmidt, the very man Schulz Schmidt had known as his father.

 

He found his sister and the newborn baby in a winter cave.

 

However, his sister was already dead.

 

She had even taken off her own clothes to wrap the child tightly and hold him in her arms.

 

Around the frozen woman, a few winter strawberries were scattered.

 

Frost-bitten berries whose flesh was frozen and couldn’t even be tasted for sweetness, miserable wild fruit with no nutritional value that couldn’t even warm the body.

 

“My mother… managed to find those few winter strawberries, melted them with her own hands, and put them in my mouth before she died…”

 

Tears finally began to form and flow from Schulz Schmidt’s eyes.

 

His frozen sister and his dying nephew.

 

In the end, Lord Schmidt secretly brought his nephew home to raise him without telling the family. Later, after marriage, he even registered him as his youngest son.

 

The letter I had translated was filled with apologies.

 

“Father says he just wanted me to live quietly. Moderately intelligent, moderately spending the family’s money, comfortable and peaceful. In other words, he wished I had lived the life of a wastrel that would never arouse the family’s suspicion…”

 

The more Schulz Schmidt distinguished himself, the more the family would naturally pay attention to him.

 

So Lord Schmidt was afraid of that fact.

 

He feared that if something went wrong, it might be revealed that Schulz Schmidt was ‘that child who should have died back then.’

 

So he was afraid Schulz Schmidt might die…

 

“That’s why he fought with me every day. Because I said I hated it.”

 

“…”

 

Between the two whose opinions were sharply divided, only harsh words were exchanged daily, eventually leading to the cruel result of disownment.

 

Lord Schmidt had been terrible to his own sister, and he knew well that if he showed special favor to his youngest son who wouldn’t listen to him, it would only arouse more suspicion.

 

Yet until the very end, Lord Schmidt worried and worried again about Schulz Schmidt, who was actually his nephew.

 

In the end, the phrase written at the very end was just one thing.

 

 

 

[I have never once thought of you as anything other than my real son. I’m sorry for preventing you from doing what you wanted to do.

 

The fact that I truly loved you will never change, even if mountains crumble and the sky splits apart.

 

So please don’t hate me too much.

 

 

 

I love you.]

 

 

 

‘I love you.’

 

Only those who have read the letter could know how many emotions, secrets, and sincere feelings were hidden in that blunt closing.

 

I shifted my gaze after seeing Schulz Schmidt quietly close his eyes.

 

How long did that quiet silence last?

 

Finally, Schulz Schmidt took a few sips of the already cold tea and calmly set down his teacup as usual.

 

“There was a reason why this Ancient Language letter was particularly difficult to decode.”

 

“Yes. It was written in the middle.”

 

“That magic was cast on it… Father really was someone who did all sorts of things.”

 

Schulz Schmidt smiled faintly.

 

“He really was someone who did all sorts of things…”

 

This was another special aspect of the Ancient Language.

 

So many scholars had tackled the Ancient Language over the years—how could there be no decoded characters?

 

The Ancient Language in the world could imbue special magic into the characters themselves. So if one wanted, it could enable countless variations of the text.

 

‘This was actually because users complained too much in the Grain Bread game. They said it didn’t make sense that the White Tower, with so many geniuses, couldn’t decode even a single line of Ancient Language.’

 

I remembered well that this was a setting hastily added because of that.

 

“Teacher.”

 

Brushing away my old thoughts, I got up from my seat and pulled the bell cord hanging on the wall.

 

“I’ve prepared some snacks, so please eat them.”

 

Usually when offering something to a guest, one would say ‘Would you like to try some?’

 

So what I just said to Schulz Schmidt was, strictly speaking, somewhat informal behavior.

 

But isn’t it true that results are what matter most?

 

The door opened, and Schulz Schmidt’s eyes turned toward me as he saw the plate of snacks that the waiting servant had set down.

 

His eyes had sunk with complexity, or perhaps tenderness, or maybe sadness.

 

“You have become wealthy indeed. You can even obtain things like this regardless of the season.”

 

“Of course. I’m quite wealthy.”

 

Schulz Schmidt silently picked up a winter strawberry from the bowl with his fork and brought it to his mouth.

 

That was the moment. Suddenly, my vision flashed with brilliant colors.

 

 

 

[System] You have completed the Hidden Quest !

 

[System] Success reward will be given.

 

[System] ‘Curse: Sea of Blood at the Ball’ is permanently lifted.

 

 

 

‘What?’

 

I made a bewildered expression for a moment.

 

 

 

[System] ‘Curse: Sea of Blood at the Ball’: A curse that makes your partner’s feet bloody no matter how much you practice dancing.

 

(However, the curse’s influence varies depending on your partner’s dancing skills.)

 

 

 

Wait, what is this…

 

So I’ve been under a curse all this time?

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