The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 141

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 141

As Radis was about to drive her horse away from that place, she caught sight of two children standing behind the fence.

They were the children Flora had given birth to, her half-siblings.

Her sharp gaze, which had held not a trace of warmth, gradually softened.

Radis slowly guided her horse toward the children.

Then she bent down and spoke in a voice only loud enough for the children to hear.

“If you ever want to leave this place someday, come to Luare and find me.”

The slightly older boy among the two children spoke with a voice full of distrust.

“The village people said so. They said we’re dirty little brats whose very birth is a sin. They said if the eldest lady of House Tilrod saw us, she’d trample us to death like mice. You won’t do that, will you, sister?”

Radis straightened up and answered.

“If someone told you that your very birth is a sin, that’s wrong. That’s the sin of those two people fighting disgustingly over there. You have no sin at all. If you’re hated, that’s unjust.”

The red-haired girl who was clinging tightly to her brother looked up at Radis and asked.

“Sister, you don’t hate us?”

Radis smiled faintly and said.

“I think I’m going to like you two.”

At her words, the girl smiled shyly.

When Radis was young, Daniel would often take her out of the Tilrod Estate, claiming it was for secret training.

They would walk along secluded paths singing songs, sit by a small stream and eat simple food they had brought from the estate.

And they would conduct secret training in front of some ruins.

That secret training was Daniel’s swordsmanship demonstration.

He never revealed his true skills inside the estate.

The only time he showed his real self was during those moments.

While Radis was absorbed in practicing swordsmanship, Daniel would bring old bundles of papers from the ruins and sit on a wide rock, copying them into his notebook.

Now he wasn’t writing anything in a notebook, but seeing him sitting on the rock made Radis feel a surge of nostalgia.

Daniel seemed to feel similar emotions.

He jumped down from the rock and walked toward Radis, saying.

“I’m the same as before, but you’ve really grown so much.”

Radis pulled Daniel into a tight embrace with both arms as he extended his hand as if asking for a handshake.

“I may have grown taller, but my core is still the same.”

Daniel patted her shoulder fondly and said.

“Oh my, that’s not something you can realize at that age. It seems you’ve not only grown taller but also matured a lot in your heart while I wasn’t watching.

“I probably grew much more than you think, teacher.”

Radis released her arms and grinned.

Watching her like that, Daniel gave her a meaningful look.

“It seems you’ve had some special adventure while I wasn’t aware.”

“That might be true.”

Radis said, wiping away her smile.

“Teacher, I need your help.”

Daniel nodded.

“Follow me.”

He led the way into the nearly collapsing ruins.

Ducking her head to pass through the sunken entrance, Radis asked.

“This place… didn’t you tell me not to go in here?”

“Because it’s a dangerous place for a young child to wander around. Don’t touch the walls. They might really collapse.”

Daniel stood in front of a small room with a fallen door and spoke.

“Do you know where this is?”

“No…?”

“This is where Alexis lived.”

“…!”

Radis’s eyes widened.

She carefully entered the room and examined the interior.

The room was more like a palm-sized storehouse than a room.

The earthen walls without a single window were almost completely collapsed, and the wooden floor was rotting in places.

All that remained was a single worn-out box.

She slowly approached it and opened the box.

Inside the box were a small notebook and bundles of papers so old they seemed like they would crumble at the slightest touch.

Daniel said.

“Those are things Alexis wrote.”

Radis carefully gathered the notebook and paper bundles and came out of the ruins.

Daniel spread them out on the rock and pulled out a few pages to hand to Radis.

“This is the earliest one.”

Radis carefully unfolded one sheet of paper.

Alexis seemed to have been an excellent record keeper.

Those worn-out paper bundles and notebooks contained her entire life.

Once, people called her a witch.

“Alexis started a fire!”

“That witch again!”

She looked at the blazing flames and cackled.

“Hahaha! All of you die!”

When she caused such incidents, those who were angrier than anyone else were her family members.

“Alexis!”

“Agh!”

“How much beating will it take for you to come to your senses?”

There was fire inside her.

Such intense fire that could burn the entire world black and still have more to spare.

However, she couldn’t bring herself to make the world where her family lived like that.

On the other hand, her family members were people who could do anything to her if it meant protecting the small world they belonged to.

Father approached with a club.

“This is all for your own good!”

After she was beaten to a pulp, Mother approached with thorny bushes.

“If you had behaved well, this wouldn’t have happened!”

She had to be beaten until her whole body was torn and wrapped in thorny bushes, submerged in the river with only her head above water.

The current rushed in and slapped her face repeatedly.

When she raised her head to breathe, the village people spat in her face.

“Dirty witch!”

“Just die already!”

She cackled to avoid being caught crying.

She cursed them to die instead, to hide that she was miserable enough to want to die as they were clamoring.

The power inside her, the power that made her a witch, prevented her from living as a human or dying like a human.

Then one day, strangers came to the village.

One was a person whose whole body emitted light, one was a knight wearing gleaming armor, and one was a man so beautiful his face seemed to glow.

The village people called that beautiful man Prince and prostrated themselves on the ground.

She did the same.

The Prince passed by the village people who had tormented her so much as if they were insects and approached her.

“Are you the woman called a witch?”

Lying flat on the ground, she answered yes.

“No, you are not a witch. You are Hestia, the Throne of Fire. You are a hero who will drive out darkness from this world under Providence’s command.”

The Prince took her hand and helped her up.

She was simply bewildered.

“I don’t know. That’s not what I am.”

The Prince looked at her miserable appearance and said.

“You choose. If you continue to remain here, you will someday die at their hands. But if you follow me, you will become a hero.”

“What’s a hero?”

The Prince whispered to her in an incomparably sweet voice.

“A being loved by people. Everyone will welcome you, and they’ll endlessly serve you delicious food.”

“They won’t beat me? No one will tie me to the Thorny Bushes?”

At her words, the Prince burst into laughter and kissed her dirty hand.

“I will protect you so that no one can torment you.”

Her entire body trembled.

It was a dream-like future she had never even dared to imagine.

The Prince’s words were right.

Now people began calling her a hero.

When she appeared, people cheered and scattered flower petals.

Wherever she visited, the highest person of that place would appear, bow their head, and beg her to stay at their house even for just one day.

And they provided every feast that existed in the world to win her favor.

Humans were supposed to do so.

The future of all humans depended on her hands.

She was fighting with her life against the demons trying to devour the human world.

Even though they had failed to recognize her greatness and tormented her so much.

“Alexis, you must not be conceited. Arrogance will corrupt your soul.”

The messenger of god warned her, but she let that go in one ear and out the other.

She covered Ruu’s mouth with her hand and shouted.

“Don’t nag me, Ruu!”

She was a Throne equal to Ruu.

If Ruu had the right to nag her, then she would have the right to cover Ruu’s mouth.

She said sharply.

“I am saving those who are not worthy of salvation. Everything they have and even their worthless lives are all mine.”

She knew the weakness and cruelty of humans.

When she hadn’t realized her power, people called her, who was different from them, a witch and abused her.

Now they were competing to offer her rich food and fragrant wine, expensive perfumes and beautiful men to provide comfort for one night, begging her to protect them.

She tried to forget her terrible past by abusing those beautiful comforts.

Berard couldn’t understand her either.

“Alexis, is this for your sake? Do you really think so?”

She, with red blood on both hands, said.

“Berard, they made me bleed by stoning me. And now I’m bleeding and fighting for them. Then those people should bleed a little too, shouldn’t they?”

She screamed.

“Why must I always be the only one to bleed? They should suffer equally and bleed too!”

“Ah, Alexis…”

Berard shed tears, but she couldn’t understand why he was crying.

Only one person understood her.

“Alexis, you’re right.”

Dantes Arpend.

“They are merely paying the price for their foolishness.”

Only his sweet whispers made her forget all her pain.

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