The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 24

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 24

At the marquis estate, she could sleep on a mattress thickly stuffed with wool, with two layers of blankets spread on top.

The covering blanket was filled only with soft duck down feathers, making it feel almost like sleeping on clouds while covered by clouds.

There was no pain from bones being pressed against hard wooden planks, no arms and legs crushed in hammocks becoming like string-tied ham, and no frozen blankets making cracking sounds when she tried to push them aside to get up.

To wake up to soft sunlight filtering through thin chiffon curtains, then embrace lavender-scented feather blankets and roll around on the bed in the morning…!

Radis made a resolution.

“Even when I leave the marquis estate to live elsewhere, I must! I absolutely must buy a wool mattress and feather blankets…!”

Radis drew back the curtains and opened the window.

The garden, wet with dew and shining silver, was so beautiful it naturally drew gasps of admiration.

She leaned against the window frame and enjoyed the cool, fragrant morning air.

Standing in the warm room while feeling the cold wind on both cheeks, she wondered if there could be any greater luxury in the world.

But the luxury didn’t end there.

“Lady Radis, are you awake?”

Somehow they always knew, but when Radis woke up, the maids of the marquis estate would immediately know and bring her water for washing.

After washing her face with warm, flower-scented water, breakfast would be waiting for her.

The meals at the marquis estate.

Thinking about that made Radis want to somehow endure at the marquis estate for at least two years.

Brendan, the chef of the marquis estate, was a genius in Radis’s opinion.

When Radis was sick with a cold, Brendan made dishes that seemed capable of raising even a dying person from their bed.

Lemon sherbet that cleared her throat completely, caramel pudding that melted on her tongue, baked apples generously filled with cinnamon.

When Brendan with his magnificent mustache generously drizzled spiced caramel syrup over the pudding, saying it would be good for her cold, Radis felt something like bell sounds ringing above her head.

Today too, Brendan unfailingly displayed his genius on the plate.

The light-looking sandwich was filled with salty prosciutto and crisp vegetables, while the heavy-looking soup was sweet chestnut soup.

Of course, both were delicious enough to bring tears to her eyes.

These days, she looked forward to breakfast so much that her eyes would snap open at dawn.

After the satisfying meal, Radis poured a cup of tea brewed from quality tea leaves and floated a slice of lemon in it.

Holding the teacup warmed by the hot tea, she blew on it gently and took a sip, filling her mouth with sweet fragrance.

“Ahh…”

Radis shuddered with happiness so intense it made her shiver.

She had never realized before how much fulfillment a life with abundant food, clothing, and shelter could provide.

The happiness that came with this chance fortune was too great.

“Is there such a thing as a separate vacation? This is what vacation is.”

Cloud-like bedding and a room with good sunlight.

Plus delicious meals brought by kind maids who seemed like manifestations of angels.

It was embarrassing to even compare this with the meals brought by the spiteful Irene.

Most importantly, there was no Margaret who would visit frequently to pour out verbal and physical abuse, no David who would sneer and pick fights whenever their eyes met, and no Yurhee who would conspicuously turn her face away and ignore her.

Even Jade, who seemed to do nothing but was actually the cause of all the household problems, wasn’t here.

“Life becomes so worth living once I’ve left the Tilrod Family.”

Others say that leaving home means hardship, and they develop homesickness from missing their families, but Radis was so sick of even mentioning the words “Tilrod Family.”

She shook her head vigorously to dispel thoughts of the Tilrod Family.

Then she began opening and reading the letter from Master Armano that the maid had brought.

[My most beloved and adorable student Radis.

Hearing that you are at Lord Russel’s estate brings both joy and sorrow to my heart.

The joy comes from my cold assessment that anywhere would be better for you than the Tilrod estate, and the sorrow arises from my sense of powerlessness at having to leave without being able to help you.]

Radis chuckled as if she could hear her teacher’s voice.

Master Armano seemed like someone better suited to be a bard than a knight.

[Regarding the mana training method you asked about, I would like to teach you, but that would be as difficult as learning swordsmanship through letters.

However, for me, who finds infinite interest in expressing everything in rich language, this is a meaningful challenge.

First, you must feel the flowing current of mana within you, which can be called the essence of your life force and strong will.

Manifesting it is the first stage.

Generally, it’s manifested through the hands.

To explain this, I might need to talk with you from sunset until the morning star rises.

Ah, isn’t this expression wonderful?

It’s more poetic than simply saying “all night long.”

Anyway, hands first, then weapons.

However, the moment I tried to express this in writing, I felt the limits of my linguistic expression abilities.

Cold despair and powerlessness that makes me want to put down my quill pen envelops me.

If you reach that level, you will be able to receive the insignia of a Mage Knight.

But you know well that this is not the goal of knights, don’t you?

A level is merely a checkpoint; you must remember that the knight’s path is one of pure devotion, constantly tempering oneself toward white heat.]

Radis read through Armano’s letter with a smiling face.

Armano was the most unique person she knew.

In the days when she knew nothing, she would just open her eyes wide and listen intently to Armano’s words, trying to properly understand what he was saying.

Radis continued reading the letter.

[There are various training methods to refine mana and make it abundant, but I think it’s a bit early for you to know them.

However, my dear student, like the brightest star shining in the night sky, to satisfy your sparkling curiosity, let me add that the foundation of mana training is handling it delicately.

The fact that I cannot express all of this in writing also gives me a sweet sense of defeat.]

Whoosh whoosh.

At the tip of Radis’s right index finger, flame-like red mana was rippling and curving to form the words “That’s enough, Master.”

[And about the relationship between mana crystals and mana that you asked about.

I didn’t know you had such a quirky side.

You adorable thing.]

“He doesn’t know.”

Radis flipped the letter over.

[I wanted to meet you at least once more before leaving the South, but since the deadline I promised my superior has long passed, I can no longer delay.

However, my most adorable, beloved, and precious student, if you need me, I am always ready to help you.

If you need my help, send me a letter anytime.

I look forward to the day we meet again.]

Radis carefully folded and put away Armano’s letter.

“Hmm…”

She picked up the teaspoon that was lying on the table.

Whoosh, flames rose up and enveloped the teaspoon.

She concentrated on her fingertips holding the spoon.

She already knew how to handle mana.

In her past life, she had already created a mana core and learned how to use mana through actual combat.

Mana has no form, but depending on how you handle it, it can become a more threatening weapon than any blade.

In her previous life, mana had been a sharp sword to her.

A weapon to fight against everything that was thrown at her.

She had endlessly collided and finely honed mana to make it into the sharpest weapon possible.

“Mmm.”

When the flames condensed like a red membrane covering the entire teaspoon, Radis finally nodded.

It wasn’t quite a satisfactory level, but with this one teaspoon, she could probably reach the middle levels of the Monster Forest.

“The amount of mana seems considerable. That night too, it wasn’t that I lacked mana, but my body couldn’t keep up.”

Radis withdrew her mana.

Then the teaspoon, unable to withstand the pressure of the mana, made a “crack” sound and split vertically.

“Eek!”

Holding the teaspoon that had split in half vertically, Radis panicked and broke into a cold sweat.

She had just grabbed whatever was available, not expecting this to happen.

“It’s not… very expensive, is it?”

Radis had no choice but to lift up the carpet on the floor and throw the teaspoon underneath it.

“I’ll have to throw this away when I go outside later.”

Radis swirled her teacup, drinking the remaining tea while checking the clock.

The appointed time with Lord Russel was approaching.

Her face darkened slightly.

“Radis…!”

Eve Russel’s neck was flushed red and his breathing was rough.

“Why are you being so stubborn? Don’t you know how important this is?”

At Eve’s words, Radis blushed and avoided his gaze.

“Yes, I don’t understand. I also don’t understand why you’re so obsessed with this kind of thing. Is this really that important?”

Though no one could see it, Eve Russel’s brow furrowed tightly then smoothed out again.

“Just bear with it one more time.”

“…You said that last time too, and this is the second time.”

At Radis’s grumbling, Eve Russel trembled with frustration.

He eventually had to unbutton the top button of his shirt due to the stuffiness.

He whispered softly in a threatening voice disguised as politeness.

“Radis, you have to earn your keep, don’t you?”

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