The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 111

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 111

The ‘Chamber of Ritual’ at Lord Russel’s Estate.

At the center of that space stood a brazier containing sacred flames that would never be extinguished.

It was part of the sacred fire that God had kindled when creating the world, symbolizing immortality and eternity.

That fire required no fuel whatsoever.

Only a small flame danced upon the mirror-smooth surface of the brazier.

Without any warning, that flame swelled enormously.

The flame grew as if it would reach the distant ceiling, then transformed into golden mist and crumbled down.

Amid the golden particles scattering like sleet, a man appeared.

His white hair fluttered in the air like clouds, and a faint light emanated from his golden-brown skin.

His feet did not touch the ground, and he left no trace where he passed.

His body, which had been quietly surveying the surroundings, floated upward.

He passed through walls and headed toward a certain place.

And he awakened the consciousness of the being he sought.

-Regia.

The divine bloodline that had been sleeping in darkness awakened at his call.

[Lord Ruu…!]

Ruu descended to that spot.

The golden light emanating from his body dimly illuminated the dark storehouse.

-What are you doing here?

[…]

Ruu could feel Regia grumbling about something.

Ruu’s lips opened for the first time, releasing a fragrant sigh.

-Regia, Hestia is in danger. She has not yet awakened as a throne, so your power is needed.

[…Radis is mean! I don’t want to help!]

Ruu lifted his chin and sent Regia a stern gaze.

-Would you abandon the duty bestowed upon you by the Supreme God? Do you wish to be punished like Alexis?

At Ruu’s words, Regia made a sniffling sound.

[Poor Alexis. I miss Alexis…!]

-Don’t you want to set her free?

[…]

-You have been sleeping deeply, having lost your ego during this long time, but she could not. The ugly desires of humans awakened her, and she is now in terrible pain.

[She’s… in pain? How long have I been asleep?]

-Five hundred years.

As if greatly shocked by the weight of that time, Regia’s blade trembled violently.

-What Providence desires is balance. Soon, according to His will, six thrones will take their places in three worlds and balance the world.

Ruu continued speaking.

-A new Chronos will soon awaken in the Black Forest on earth. When that happens, the seal that Berard created for her will break, and her soul will be forever stained with darkness, never to be saved again.

[That’s… I don’t want that!]

-Regia, only you can help the new Hestia save Alexis.

Regia whined.

[But Lord Ruu, Radis won’t trust me. She said she didn’t like me and threw me in here!]

Ruu, who had been looking down at Regia with narrow eyes, clicked his tongue silently.

Among the bloodlines containing the Supreme God’s power, few had as strong an ego as this sword.

This sword had not been like this from the beginning.

When this sword was called Phyrra, it had come to resemble Alexis’s personality exactly while spending time with the troublemaker Alexis.

The other bloodlines were not like this.

The bloodline bestowed upon him by the Supreme God, the ‘Spear of Light’ Phainos, went without saying, and even the ‘Shield of Eternity’ Kairos, who had spent a long time with Berard Russel, was not like this.

Berard was such a remarkably mature person that he made Ruu feel what human dignity was, so he must have had a good influence on Kairos as well.

However, this sword, which had delightedly caused trouble with Alexis every day… seemed to have become a somewhat tiresome existence.

Ruu spoke to Regia with the mindset of guiding a disobedient lamb.

-Regia, look where you are.

Regia realized that she had somehow been moved from being propped up in a corner of the wardrobe to a soft spot.

[Huh? When was I moved to such a place…?]

To be precise, Melody, who couldn’t carry the heavy sword deep into the storehouse, had roughly shoved Regia into the storehouse.

The relocated Regia had fallen onto an animal bed that Olivier had once bought for Radis.

That animal bed was something Radis had looked at with genuine curiosity.

With the feeling of “what kind of thing do they sell?”

On the wooden frame was a dazzlingly bright mint-colored cushion, and on the cushion were three pink bears with mysterious expressions.

Regia’s voice began to tremble with emotion.

[Radis, I thought she was really angry with me, but she put me on such a cool bed? She even said she’d put in air freshener…!]

Though somewhat surprised by Regia’s taste, Ruu spoke calmly.

-Regia, look at that.

Regia read the text engraved above the three bears.

[Shhhh! My cute puppy is sleeping…!]

Ruu delivered the final blow in a gentle voice.

-It seems Hestia cherishes you more than you think.

Regia’s blade trembled with emotion.

[I was that cute? Waaah, Radis…!]

Ruu spoke softly in a relieved voice.

-Regia, Hestia needs your power now. Will you come with me?

[Yes! Lord Ruu, I’ll do my best…!]

-You’ve thought well.

Ruu’s form transformed into golden particles.

Then the small storehouse filled with brilliant light.

“Hm?”

April, who had been organizing dress boxes in the dressing room, turned around.

“What? It seemed like something was glowing…”

April opened the closed storehouse door.

Inside the storehouse, only quiet silence had settled as if there had never been such a commotion.

It was natural for Lord Russel to object.

“Your Majesty, Sir Tilrod is my retainer and a member of the Black Knight Order. Your Majesty has no right to place a gias on her.”

The Empire’s Emperor answered with a gentle smile.

“I will place two gias on Sir Tilrod. The first is payment for learning Imperial swordsmanship, and the second is due to a personal promise between her and me.”

At the mention of two, Radis’s eyebrows shot up.

“When did the gias increase to two?”

“If you dislike receiving gias, there is another way.”

Emperor Claude said with a hearty laugh.

“Your power stems from Imperial swordsmanship, so if I destroy your mana core instead of the first gias, that would be fair. And if you can pretend not to know about the dying Daniel, you need not receive the second gias.”

Radis realized that this Emperor before her was by no means a good person.

The Empire’s Emperor seemed to be someone who had to either immediately obtain what he coveted, or completely destroy it to be satisfied.

Daniel placed his hand on Radis’s shoulder and spoke.

“Radis, it was my choice to teach you Imperial swordsmanship. Everything is my responsibility.”

Radis took Daniel’s hand.

His hand had always been slender, but now it was as light as a fallen leaf, seeming like it would break if gripped too firmly.

Holding that hand brought many thoughts to mind.

‘You’re doing well.’

That hand had been the first hand extended to her lonely childhood self.

With that hand, Daniel had lifted the curtain of loneliness that had covered her entire life and shown her the way.

‘Radis, stepping is the foundation of movement. You must master it thoroughly.’

With those hands, he drew footprints in the dirt to teach her the steps.

How warm his hands were as he held hers while she stumbled along those footprints.

‘Oh, Radis.’

When she sought him out after being tormented by Margaret, Daniel would put down everything he was holding and embrace her with both arms.

‘My most beloved and precious student.’

Looking back, Daniel had been applying medicine to her wounded heart like that.

Don’t be sad.

I love you.

“…Teacher.”

Feeling like tears might well up, Radis deliberately smiled brightly.

“I may be just one of many students to you, Teacher, but you were my one and only teacher. This isn’t for you. This is for me.”

Daniel’s face became devastated as he realized he couldn’t stop her.

Seeing his expression, Radis let go of Daniel’s hand and smiled sadly.

“I suppose I can’t even become a proud student.”

Eve Russel was angry.

No, the word angry couldn’t fully express his complex emotions.

What was making his head boil over was rage, but beneath it lay various tangled emotions.

‘Why does Radis have to go through something like this?’

It was because of one man.

He had completely changed her life for the reason that the Empire’s prince favored her, with the purpose of using her.

‘It’s all because of me…!’

The goddess of fate is usually cruel—once caught in the net of life, no matter which thread you pull, the net only becomes more tangled.

Whether it’s a thread carefully chosen believing it to be the best option, or one desperately grasped to survive, sometimes that single thread you cling to suddenly chokes your breath.

It’s always such thread-like choices that change one’s life.

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