The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 166

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 166

“…!”

Margaret’s mouth fell wide open.

Then Jade slowly rose from his seat and spoke.

“Count Gloria, Your Excellency.”

“Honey!”

“I’ll guide you to the drawing room.”

After briefly staring at Margaret and Jade, Radis walked into the estate with the clicking sound of her heels.

Jade weakly guided her.

“This way, please.”

Radis’s steps toward the drawing room on this floor suddenly stopped at a door right next to the stairs.

That small room like a closet next to the storehouse was the room Radis had used before leaving the Tilrod Estate.

“…?”

Radis felt something strange.

She could oddly sense a human presence from a room that should definitely be empty.

She tried pushing the door.

It was locked.

Margaret came running over in a fluster.

“There’s no one in that room…!”

Radis snorted and forcefully turned the handle.

With a cracking sound, the handle broke and the door swung wide open.

Amid the musty smell that stung her nose, someone who had been lying on the bed lazily bolted upright.

“What, what is it!”

It was David.

Upon discovering Radis, David scrunched up his face as much as possible and got down from the bed.

“Hey, you! Mom, didn’t I tell you? That damn bitch didn’t even help me back then and just left! I really won’t let you get away with this!”

In front of him, Margaret slammed the door shut.

Radis said coldly.

“How did you get David out? Desertion from the Extermination Corps is a serious crime, and the House of Rosild wouldn’t have easily released a deserter.”

Margaret said while breathing heavily.

“You act all high and mighty as if you fell from the sky, but David is your real brother. Do you think blood ties can be severed so easily?”

In other words, she had sold Radis’s name.

She sighed and said.

“You’re really good at selling your daughter. First you sold her to the marquis house, and when that wasn’t enough, you sold her to the rebels too, and now you’ve even sold her name.”

Radis glared at Margaret and Jade with endlessly cold eyes before leading the way to the drawing room.

And she sat in the largest chair, sending a glance to the Tilrod couple as if telling them to sit.

Margaret and Jade sat down in their respective seats with attitudes that showed they really didn’t want to.

Radis spoke.

“From now on, all support for the Tilrod Family will be cut off, and the Tilrod Family will completely disappear from the genealogy of the southern nobles.”

At her words, Jade’s face instantly turned pale.

“What, what did you say?”

Radis said in an extremely cold voice.

“The reason the commoner Tilrod Family could become a noble family was thanks to the sacrifice of Alexis Tillord, a founding noble. However, while the Russel Marquis devoted a long time to upholding the will of Lord Veraad Russel, the Tilrod Family has done nothing.”

She turned her head to look toward the forest beyond the window, in the direction of the small house in the forest where Alexis had lived.

“House of Tilrod should have protected Alexis Tillord. However, House of Tilrod did nothing for her, and instead thoroughly concealed the truth. It’s truly a case of enjoying benefits without fulfilling duties.”

At her words, Margaret and Jade began chattering competitively.

“What are you talking about? How was I supposed to know that!”

“I just followed the traditions passed down in the family! To keep anyone from going near that house in the forest! Are you saying that’s my fault?”

Radis raised her hand to stop their words.

“While we can’t blame that on individual responsibility, it’s true that House of Tilrod doesn’t deserve the benefits it has enjoyed as a founding noble family for nearly 500 years.”

She said while looking around the ruined interior of the estate.

“If there were anything left to recover, I would do so, but House of Tilrod really has nothing left. If you wish, you may continue to stay and live in Willingham. There won’t be anyone who would bother to step forward to claim this small, poor village.”

Jade, who had lost everything, collapsed while holding his head with both hands.

“The family passed down through generations…!”

Radis cast her gaze toward Margaret and asked.

“What will you do?”

Margaret’s face was twisted with anger, but she didn’t seem as surprised as Jade.

Radis thought that perhaps Margaret had been expecting this kind of ending.

Margaret said in a boiling voice.

“I’ll have to divorce. I’m no longer Margaret Tillord. I’ll go back to being Margaret Coen.”

At her words, Jade let out a miserable groan that couldn’t be expressed in words.

His face repeatedly turned pale then red before finally becoming dark and ashen.

He went to look for alcohol while trembling all over like an aspen leaf.

When only the two remained, Radis spoke.

“Margaret Coen. You were the coldest and cruelest world I ever faced. I had an unrequited love for you for a very long time, but unrequited love always comes to an end. But it’s okay. Because I was able to break free from that and become who I am now.”

Radis rose from her seat and slowly bowed her head.

“Margaret Coen, thank you for giving birth to me.”

When she raised her head, she could see Margaret glaring at her with an unsightly twisted face.

It was a face that wanted to pour out a tirade but couldn’t bring herself to do so.

Margaret, as if deciding to hurt her instead of cursing, lashed out sharply in a biting tone.

“You better have a daughter just like you. Then you’ll understand how I feel!”

Radis answered nonchalantly.

“If it’s a daughter like me, I’d definitely want to have one.”

Margaret whispered in a venomous tone.

“Insolent bitch. I’m no longer your mother. If there’s one thing I regret most in my life, it’s giving birth to you.”

Radis chuckled and said.

“If you’re no longer my mother, then I don’t need to endure this insult.”

Seeing Radis’s hand move slightly toward her sword, Margaret shut her mouth.

And after a brief silence, she spoke again.

“David and I will leave here. I’ll return to the Coen family.”

Looking at Margaret, Radis said.

“Farewell. We’ll never see each other again.”

Margaret grabbed Radis as she turned to leave the drawing room.

“…Give me some money!”

Radis narrowed her eyes and looked at Margaret.

Margaret’s face was flushed red and blue with shame.

Margaret said through gritted teeth.

“You said thank you for giving birth to you, right? If you’re grateful, give me money. I need money to get to the Coen family with David!”

Radis sighed.

She had actually been expecting this situation.

Once Margaret realized that House of Tilrod had nothing left but complete ruin, she would definitely try to return to the Coen family.

However, the Coen family was in a very distant region in the southeast, and considerable travel expenses would be needed to get there.

Margaret couldn’t possibly have that kind of money now.

Radis took out the money she had when she was Radis Tillord, that is, the money she had received as a vassal of the Russel Marquis.

“It’s a promissory note from the Pelletier Trading Company.”

A pleased expression appeared on Margaret’s face as she examined the amount.

Radis turned her gaze away from that face and said.

“With this, the bond between parent and child is forever ended.”

An exaggerated smile appeared on Margaret’s lips.

“I don’t want it either. From now on, I’ll live thinking you’re dead. Thinking I’ll never see you again, oh, it feels so refreshing! Go, go! I don’t even want to look at you!”

Before Margaret could finish speaking, Radis had already left the drawing room.

It felt like finally escaping from a long quagmire, a truly long and endless quagmire.

Opening the door of the estate and stepping out, Radis spotted Robert waiting in the foyer with an anxious expression.

Radis approached him with a bright smile.

“It’s over.”

At her words, a complex expression appeared on Robert’s face.

He seemed relieved, yet also sad, but what felt most profound was his sense of regret.

He walked over silently and wrapped his arm around Radis’s neck.

“Well done. Let’s go now.”

“Yes. Let’s go.”

Robert probably meant it as an affectionate gesture, but because of his large frame, Radis ended up dangling from his arm as they walked.

Robert looked down at Radis, who was grinning happily despite this, and after some hesitation, spoke up.

“…Should I carry you on my back?”

“Huh? No, it’s fine.”

Radis replied without much thought.

“You should carry Miss Noeri on your back instead.”

Noeri was Thierry’s sister, and she had fallen so deeply for Robert that she ran away from the Fraser Family and was staying at the mercenary group’s temporary residence with Thierry.

While Radis was gone and Robert was practically living in the Monster Forest, it was Noeri who provided him with emotional support during his suffering.

In that process, the two seemed to have grown much closer.

“Why are you bringing up Noeri here?”

At the mention of Noeri’s name, Robert’s face turned slightly red.

Moreover, as if thinking about something, he couldn’t even meet Radis’s eyes and looked away.

Radis’s face brightened as she watched Robert like this.

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