The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 118

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 118

Robert, who had been looking at the helmet adorned with splendid feather decorations with burdensome eyes, turned his gaze to look at her.

Meeting his eyes, Radis clenched both fists tightly and smiled brightly, conveying the meaning to have courage.

Robert, who had been looking down at her like that, opened his mouth.

“Radis, by any chance… nothing’s happened, right?”

“Huh?”

Radis flinched.

She still hadn’t told Robert about what happened in the Archives of the White Crane Knights a few days ago.

She couldn’t imagine how he would react if he heard that story.

First of all, it was certain that Robert would refuse to receive the seal once he learned about that incident.

He was originally someone who had absolutely no desire for status or honor.

The reason he wanted to receive the Master’s seal was entirely because of Eve and Radis.

But if he found out that the Emperor who would bestow the seal had done such despicable things, it was obvious that Robert would throw away the seal and everything else and suggest returning to the South.

Or maybe after receiving the seal, he might immediately throw it right at the Emperor’s chubby face.

No matter how hard she tried to think positively, it didn’t seem like a beautiful outcome would result.

So she decided to hide that incident from him until at least Robert received the Master’s seal.

Radis quickly covered Robert’s head with the helmet and said firmly.

“What could have happened? Nothing happened at all.”

Robert, who had been hesitating for a moment, slowly opened his mouth.

“…You and Lord Russel have seemed quite suspicious since a few days ago.”

Perhaps because it echoed from inside the helmet, his voice sounded very mournful.

“Huh, huh? L-Lord Russel…?”

As the topic suddenly shifted to Eve, Radis’s face, who had been fluffing up the feather decorations with her hands, began to turn bright red.

Eve had confessed his feelings to her, but she didn’t know how to accept those words of liking.

The emotion called love was truly the unknown itself to her.

‘How can Eve and His Highness say they like someone so confidently? I… I don’t think I could ever say such words…!’

Radis knew that a great deal depended on their words of liking.

Olivier willingly took Eve’s hand for that one reason alone – to get closer to her.

He didn’t know that there was nothing she could give him.

He was the 3rd Prince of the Empire.

There would be many beautiful and wealthy women from excellent families by his side.

On the other hand, she had nothing.

If Olivier chose her based solely on his feelings of liking her, he would lose many things.

Eve’s case was even more so.

He seemed to have completely forgotten his plan to use Radis as a stepping stone to build friendship with Olivier, 3rd Prince, and regain his title.

Moreover, if Radis chose him now, the relationship between Eve and Olivier, who seemed to be just becoming friends, would also be ruined.

If that happened, Eve might lose much more than just the ducal seat.

Because she could keenly feel the weight contained in their confessions, Radis had been trying to figure out what her own heart felt like ever since that day.

However, the more she thought about it, the more she couldn’t understand her own feelings.

She just had the strongest desire for everyone to be safe.

‘I… really don’t know. What should I do…?’

To her who was struggling, Robert asked.

“…By any chance, did something happen between Lord Russel and you?”

“Huh? B-between us, what do you mean by that…”

Just then, Robert turned his head, causing the feather decoration as large as a forearm to sway and brush against her cheek.

The moment the soft feather swept across her cheek, Radis couldn’t help but recall the sensation of Eve’s lips that had been touching around her cheek and lips.

“Eek, eup!”

Radis hastily swatted away the feather with the back of her hand.

At the same time, the words Eve had shouted dozens of times echoed in her ears like a hallucination.

‘I like you.’

“Aah, aaah!”

Radis screamed and covered her ears.

“N-nothing, n-nothing h-happened!”

Seeing Radis’s face burning as red as the bright red carpet laid on the waiting room floor, Robert received a tremendous shock.

‘Something did happen.’

If something had happened, it would probably have been the day he had his mana purity verified at the Grand Shrine.

That day, he was caught by the High Priest and had to return to the town house alone very late.

For reasons unknown, the chuckling High Priest was very fond of him.

He suffered quite a bit as the High Priest clung to his arm and wouldn’t let go, spouting strange things like ‘a rare type to see in the capital’ and ‘human affection is naturally narrow-minded.’

Naturally, he thought Radis and Lord Russel would have returned to the estate first, but surprisingly, those two only returned to the town house the next morning.

Moreover, he heard Radis, who would never show signs of being tired, say this with a haggard face.

‘Haah… I’m so tired…’

At her words, Lord Russel gently stroked her head and whispered.

‘You’re tired, aren’t you? Now just trust me and rest. Don’t worry about what comes next. I’ll take responsibility. And Radis, you know? I like you…’

He couldn’t hear everything because Radis frantically covered Lord Russel’s mouth in shock, but the word ‘responsibility’ flew like a dart and lodged in his eardrums.

From then until now, Robert had to endure and endure again his desire to ask Radis this question.

‘Radis, what exactly does Lord Russel mean by taking responsibility?’

However, he couldn’t muster the courage to hear the answer to that question.

No matter how he thought about it, when a man and woman who had spent the night together talked about responsibility, only one answer came to mind.

But Robert didn’t know if it would be okay for him to ask Radis such a question.

It might be different if he were Radis’s blood relative.

All he could do was quietly burn with fighting spirit against Eve Russel.

“…I’ll kill him.”

Like this.

Radis, who had been about to hand him the great sword, took the sword back and said.

“Robert, it’s a duel.”

“…”

“You absolutely cannot kill him. Understood?”

Robert nodded while letting out a tremendously heavy sigh.

Only then did Radis feel relieved and hand over the great sword.

Just then, a maid entered the waiting room and announced the start of the duel.

Robert calmed his mind, then stood up and headed toward the arena.

Radis followed behind him.

As Robert, who was tall and well-built, walked wearing heavy armor and a decorated helmet, his imposing presence was tremendous.

Radis, who was taking quick steps behind him to avoid stepping on the cape that dragged long on the floor, couldn’t help but admire that magnificent back view.

Thanks to that back view, Radis was barely able to escape from Eve’s ‘I like you’ mental attack.

Radis shouted in a small voice.

“Our captain is the best…! Our captain who wouldn’t be outshone anywhere…!”

At that cheer, Robert glanced at her and chuckled.

Radis spotted Lord Xenon, a knight of House Relbelloa, and his squire walking toward the center of the arena from beside the waiting room where they had been staying.

And on the central dais, that detestably ugly Emperor was waiting for them.

Radis rolled her eyes while looking at the Emperor’s face, round like a full moon.

‘Ugh, what is Heaven doing? Not taking away that fraud…!’

But she thought that even the Lord God would probably decline such an unpleasant soul.

‘Then where would such a soul go? Would it suffer in the Underworld after all…? There must be thrones in the demon realm too, what kind of beings would they be?’

While she was lost in such thoughts, the Emperor finished his short speech and raised his hand.

Robert and Xenon bowed to each other silently, then turned around.

Seeing Xenon’s armor, Radis was horrified.

‘Ugh…’

Robert’s armor was also splendid, but Xenon’s armor was, how should she put it, very… avant-garde.

The armor with gold plating all over gleamed brilliantly in golden light, and the chainmail bore unicorn decorations, the symbol of House of Relbelloa.

Moreover, feathered ornaments reminiscent of unicorn wings fluttered from the elbow guards.

Regia’s enchanted murmuring could be heard.

[So cool…!]

Radis looked down at Regia with an incredulous expression.

‘Are you serious?’

[Radis, I want a new scabbard too! One with decorations…!]

Radis imagined herself carrying around a scabbard with ornaments attached.

She said firmly.

‘Regia, decorated scabbards don’t exist in this world.’

[Eh, really?]

‘That’s right. Lord Xenon only put decorations on his shoulders and elbows, didn’t he?’

[Huaang, why don’t they put them on scabbards? Uuing…]

‘…I’ll buy you a new cushion instead.’

[I like cushions…!]

After pacifying Regia, Radis removed the cloak that had been attached to Robert’s shoulder as he prepared for the duel.

She was about to roll it up out of habit when she saw Xenon’s squire supporting the cloak with both arms stretched out.

‘Oops.’

Radis imitated him, holding the cloak respectfully as if cradling a princess.

Then she exited the arena so as not to interfere with the match.

“…Pfgin.”

Radis raised her head to look toward where the sound came from.

Xenon’s squire was glancing at her sideways.

Radis looked around, confirmed no one else was there, and asked him.

“I’m sorry. What did you say?”

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