The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 133

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 133

Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack!

“Argh!”

It seemed her emotions had made her strikes too forceful.

The knight who got hit by the wooden sword tumbled backward and started rolling around.

After rolling several times, the knight barely managed to stop using a breakfall technique, then sent an intense gaze toward Radis.

Radis looked around and asked.

“Next?”

However, there were no knights left standing properly on their own feet in the training ground.

Radis spoke to the knights of the marquis house who had requested sparring matches.

“Thanks to you, my head feels clear. Thank you for the sparring.”

After she bowed her head and left, groaning sounds immediately erupted from here and there.

“Wow, did my head crack open? Someone check my head…!”

“Let me see. Whoa, not cracked at all. She hit you artistically to leave just the right bruises.”

“It, it was scary…”

One knight muttered with a dazed expression.

“I’ve never felt like this before. It’s like being struck by lightning… I’m glad I chased after her asking for a match.”

“Hugo, did you fall for her?”

“Then why are you clutching the spot where you got hit so preciously?”

“And Ian, when you got beaten up earlier and rolled backward, you tried to look so cool with that breakfall, right? That guy was really funny. I almost burst out laughing during the match!”

“Sh, shut up! It’s, it’s ingrained in my body…!”

With dark bruises in various spots on their bodies, the knights of the marquis house burst into boisterous laughter.

Marcel, Lord Russel’s aide, spoke in a cheerful voice.

“My lord! These are the matters that accumulated while you were away. I’ve organized them by priority, so you can go through them systematically starting from here. The highest priority items that need to be finished and sent today are…”

“Marcel.”

“Yes?”

Marcel, whose face had brightened considerably while Eve was away from the estate, looked at him with a face as warm as sunshine.

Eve Russel was leaning against the window facing north that overlooked the training ground.

Seeing his expression, Marcel ended up dropping the highest priority items he was holding.

Eve Russel was… grinning wickedly.

Documents fluttered down and scattered at Marcel’s feet.

‘What? What happened? Did he finally decide to destroy the Rodric Family? No wait, he just came back from the capital, right? Did he find something to reclaim the ducal seat? Su, surely he didn’t catch the Emperor’s weakness? Could this be treason…?’

Then Eve Russel slowly opened his mouth and spoke in an arrogant tone.

“Yes, Marcel. What you’re thinking is probably right.”

Marcel’s face turned pale in an instant.

“No, no, you can’t, my lord…!”

“Why not? That’s the only thing I want now.”

“My lord…!”

Marcel ran over and clung to him.

“You can’t do this, look at me!”

A flustered Eve looked down at Marcel, who was clinging to his pants.

“What are you doing right now?”

“My lord! You cannot do this. How many people look only to you…! Please change your mind, if only for my sake, having served by your side all this time!”

Eve stepped back in shock.

“Wh, what! You, don’t tell me you’ve been looking at me that way all this time?”

As much as he stepped back, Marcel clung closer.

Marcel hugged his waist tightly with both arms and shouted resolutely.

“My lord, our family has been a vassal family serving the Russel Marquis for hundreds of years. If the marquis house falls, we fall together!”

“Why would the marquis house fall? Let go of this!”

“Take responsibility!”

“Hey!”

“Take responsibility for me!”

At that moment, there was a knock on the door and the office door opened.

Radis poked her head through the door and said.

“Lord Russel, shall we have lunch together…”

She discovered Eve with his clothes disheveled and Marcel wrapped around his waist, shouting for him to take responsibility.

“…Sorry for interrupting.”

Radis quietly closed the door again.

Eve cried out desperately.

“No, Radis! It’s a misunderstanding!”

But Marcel was desperate.

He wrapped his arms and legs around Eve like an octopus with its prey and wouldn’t let go.

“I will throw my body on the line to stop you, my lord. Haven’t you been doing well until now! Why are you trying to plot treason now, treason!”

“What on earth are you talking about!”

Eve trembled all over and shook Marcel off with all his strength.

Toward Marcel, who spread his arms like an octopus to cling to him again, Eve shouted.

“Are you crazy? You even have a fiancée!”

“That’s right! I don’t want to die as an old bachelor either! Saying ‘that star is your star! this star is my star!’ and spending a sweet honeymoon with Lorraine! Having about three babies! Living long and peacefully is my life motto!”

“Me too! With Radis!”

“…What?”

Eve straightened his disheveled clothes and got angry.

“Treason and what not, what are you talking about? Why would I plot treason?”

“Uh… that’s right?”

Marcel also got up from his spot hesitantly, letting his hands drop.

Eve groaned.

“Nothing goes right because of you. Making me look weird in front of Radis!”

“…I’m sorry. What were you trying to say?”

Eve pointed toward the training ground with his finger.

“I was about to say it’s fortunate that Radis seems to be in a slightly better mood!”

Marcel’s mouth fell open.

“That’s what you were trying to say?”

“Yes! What on earth were you imagining?”

Marcel chuckled and drove away the impure thoughts in his head.

“It’s nothing!”

“Treason? Treason? You understand? What do you take me for…!”

“Hehehe!”

Marcel quickly changed the subject.

“It’s fortunate that the young lady seems to be in better spirits! The vassals were quite worried since she’s been quiet ever since returning from the capital.”

“Right. It’s probably because of that pretty crazy bastard. Ugh, it’s all my karma…”

Eve Russel sat on the windowsill and clutched his chest.

Marcel, who had been watching his mood carefully because he felt sorry for the misunderstanding, cautiously spoke up.

“Were you perhaps wanting to cheer up the young lady?”

“Of course.”

“For cheering someone up, wouldn’t a gift be good?”

“That’s the standard approach. But Radis is, how should I put it, simple? Or should I say bold…?”

Lost in thought, Eve Russel crossed his long legs and rubbed his chin with one hand.

“She doesn’t care for jewelry, dislikes dresses. Even flowers…”

A pleased smile appeared on his lips as he recalled the necklace that had been dangling near her chest.

“…Hmm, the only thing that comes to mind is meat.”

“In that case, my lord, let me share my secret strategy with you.”

Marcel spoke with a grave expression.

“It was last autumn. Lorraine suddenly asked to change our meeting place. She wanted to meet in the middle of an open field, so I wondered what she was up to.”

“An open field?”

“Yes. It was bothersome, but I went anyway, and Lorraine had prepared a picnic. I was dying to move somewhere warm quickly, but for Lorraine’s sake, I sliced ham and apples with her. While doing that, I remembered when I first met Lorraine. I had met Lorraine having a picnic in just such a place. So I told her about it.”

“And then?”

“Lorraine said this: ‘That’s right, today is the day we first met, and there is here.'”

Eve Russel covered her mouth with the hand that had been rubbing her chin.

“How are you still alive?”

“Ugh, I almost got buried right there in that field.”

“I was talking to a dead person. How did you resurrect?”

“I survived with this.”

Marcel puffed out his cheeks, then poked them with his finger and winked.

“Your Excellency, this is a truth of life. Being cute is the best.”

Eve made a disgusted expression and pushed him away with her foot.

“Horrible, just horrible. You better treat your fiancée really well. She’s probably the only woman in the world who would fall for that.”

Marcel slid away as she pushed him and gathered up the top priority matters scattered on the floor.

“Of course. Lorraine is the only one in my life. I have plans with Lorraine tonight too, you know?”

“….”

“Your Excellency, in that spirit, this thing… I’ll manage the other matters somehow, so please just handle this one.”

“….”

“Your Excellency, please… Didn’t I even teach you the miraculous strategy for bringing knights back to life?”

“….”

“….”

The spring flowers had disappeared without leaving a trace.

The place where the fragrant and tender things had vanished was now filled with fresh and sturdy leaves.

There would be no need to feel regret.

Because the seasons would come around again.

But even so, it seemed to be human nature to feel regret anyway.

To look back at least once more instead of passing by indifferently.

To love the tender things that abandon themselves even to heavy raindrops just a little more.

Under the shade created by the cherry plum tree, Radis spoke.

“The flowers were pretty. I’ll be able to see them again next year, right?”

[Huh? Right? You should be able to see them a hundred more times, shouldn’t you?]

“I can’t live that long…”

[More importantly, Radis, holding me there feels really awful…]

“Bear with it.”

She was holding Regia’s middle section and carving magical formulas for creating a golem into a piece of wood.

Regia complained.

[I keep telling you it’s hard to make a decent golem with just wood, don’t I?]

“I know. I’m just practicing.”

[And I’m not a carving knife!]

“It’s hard to write formulas without you. And who caused trouble in the arena?”

[Come to think of it, I think I had a humble dream deep in my heart of becoming a carving knife at least once, Older Sister.]

“I see.”

After roughly writing the formula on the piece of wood, Radis set it down on the ground and began piling dirt on top of it, shaping it into a golem form.

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