The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 67

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 67

 

He had been sleeping upstairs when he was awakened by the women’s loud screams and had frantically rushed down to Radis’s room.

 

He thought some monster had flown in through the window, but when he arrived, this was what he found.

 

Eve Russel, who had Radis dangling from her waist, let out a shriek.

 

“Please, let me sleep!”

 

The lights in the room blazed brightly.

 

In the illuminated room, they could see Nicky frozen in place, holding a feather duster.

 

Nicky quickly confessed.

 

“I’m, I’m sorry. I didn’t know everyone would be this startled…”

 

Eve showed the hand holding earplugs and said.

 

“You were stomping around playing, and just when I thought it was over, you start screaming too? I’ve learned very painfully how much noise between floors torments the neighbors!”

 

Coming to her senses, Radis let go of his waist and apologized.

 

“I’m sorry, Lord…”

 

“We’re sorry…”

 

Eve snorted and returned to his room.

 

After Eve disappeared, the women who had been hunching their shoulders began to burst into small giggles.

 

“Did you see?”

 

“What should we do…”

 

“Even his earplugs were black!”

 

Laughter spread among them like waves.

 

The next day, morning.

 

Allen delivered Eve’s note to Radis, who had woken up late.

 

[Noisy miss, you’ll have a visitor today.]

 

“A visitor…?”

 

Radis asked Allen who this ‘visitor’ was, but Allen only smiled meaningfully without answering.

 

Eve, who had sent the note, was also away from the estate.

 

She was curious about who this visitor might be, but today she had something to do.

 

Radis took paper and a quill pen and headed to the Lord’s Library.

 

Looking up at the small windows to avoid direct sunlight, the high ceiling, the tall bookshelves standing densely like roadside trees beneath it, and the books filling those shelves, Radis couldn’t help but admire.

 

“Wow…”

 

At Radis’s exclamation, someone raised their head from among a pile of books.

 

He hurriedly emerged from the pile of books and greeted Radis.

 

“Welcome! I’m Ron, the librarian. If you’re looking for any books, please ask me.”

 

He was a man whose thick glasses made his eyes appear larger than they actually were, giving him an owl-like impression.

 

“Um… I’d like to look at some maps first.”

 

“Maps. What region’s maps do you need?”

 

“Monster Forest.”

 

“Oh, the forest… Please come this way!”

 

He led Radis to a shelf filled with rolled parchments.

 

And carefully took out several maps.

 

“Actually, accurate maps of Monster Forest don’t exist. Here, there’s a map of Monster Forest drawn by Wittmerus, but this is closer to an imaginary drawing than a map. The most accurate would be this continental map. It’s the latest edition. But the forest’s internal terrain isn’t marked. And if you look at these southern and northern maps together, you’ll be able to better understand the boundaries with the forest.”

 

“Ah, thank you!”

 

“You can’t borrow the maps, so please look at them thoroughly here and call me when you’re ready to return them.”

 

“I understand.”

 

Radis carefully spread the continental map on a very wide table.

 

And began copying the forest’s shape onto the paper she had brought.

 

Copying the map was quite difficult.

 

She thought she was copying it well, but when she finished drawing, it was a mess.

 

Radis had to waste three precious sheets of paper before she could finally draw a decent shape of the forest.

 

After that, she spread out the southern and northern maps and wrote down place names and major cities near the forest.

 

Finally, she looked at Wittmerus’s map for fun.

 

It really was an imaginary drawing.

 

There was a large castle in the center of the forest, and the forest was divided radially.

 

On the map were drawings of bizarre monsters that Wittmerus seemed to have imagined, with names like “Mushroom Forest” and “Unicorn Forest” attached.

 

Just doing that much, the morning hours had flown by.

 

Radis called Ron to ask him to organize the maps, then asked him a question.

 

“Are there any books related to magic here… like mana or spells?”

 

After carefully rolling up the maps with gloved hands and returning them to the shelf, Ron said.

 

“Ah, I’m sorry. There are no books related to magic here.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“Most books related to magic are designated as forbidden books.”

 

Ron lowered his voice.

 

“They say ancient language has power contained in the letters themselves. It can seduce people and lead them down bad paths. That’s why most books written in ancient language have been designated as forbidden books. Of course, the same goes for books related to spells made from that ancient language.”

 

Since there weren’t any, there was nothing she could do.

 

Radis came out carrying the map she had drawn herself.

 

She was getting hungry, so she planned to return to her room and eat lunch.

 

She was walking toward the lobby to go up the stairs.

 

From somewhere, a quite familiar shrill voice flew over and struck her eardrums.

 

“Why? I want to see my own daughter…!”

 

Holding the map in her hand, Radis froze like a pillar of salt.

 

In her wide-open eyes appeared Margaret and Yurhee standing firm in the lobby, and Allen blocking them with a troubled face.

 

Margaret, dressed lavishly as if going to a banquet, pointed at Allen and shouted.

 

“I may have temporarily entrusted her to the Count, but she’s still my daughter! She’s the daughter I gave birth to in pain, and I want to meet her – what authority do you have to stop me? Count, tell the Count to come out!”

 

“Madam, you can’t do this…!”

 

Allen was blocking Margaret with his buffalo-like large body, but couldn’t bring himself to lay hands on Margaret.

 

“What do you mean I can’t!”

 

Realizing that Allen truly couldn’t stop her, Margaret now began pushing Allen with her body.

 

Unable to watch any longer, Radis stuffed the map into her pocket and walked toward them.

 

“Stop it!”

 

At her voice, the gazes of Margaret, Allen, and Yurhee focused on her.

 

Radis could read the defeated expression on Allen’s face.

 

“Oh my…!”

 

Margaret opened her eyes wide and looked Radis up and down.

 

“Radis? Oh my, look at this girl! The Count’s protection must have been quite good!”

 

Radis glared at Margaret with cold eyes.

 

It seemed like a talent how she could make words meaning ‘you look like you’ve been doing well’ sound so unpleasant.

 

“Radis? Is that really Radis?”

 

Yurhee’s reaction was even more extreme.

 

The reason Yurhee was surprised was probably because of Radis’s outfit.

 

Having received Eve’s note in the morning, Radis thought the visitor might possibly be Olivier.

 

So after much deliberation, she was wearing a dress that felt a bit too extravagant just for wearing inside the house.

 

Radis saw Yurhee thoroughly examining her expensive dress and jewelry as if trying to find flaws.

 

And she even saw that gaze of admiration and shock finally change into sticky jealousy and disbelief.

 

Radis said nothing and passed by Yurhee to stand in front of Margaret and opened her mouth.

 

“Go back.”

 

At her words, Margaret’s brow furrowed sharply.

 

“What kind of thing is that to say to your mother and sister you’re meeting after so long? How heartless…”

 

Radis said exactly the same as she had just said.

 

“Go back.”

 

At her words, Margaret tapped her waist with her fist.

 

“Oh my, I can’t go! The garden is so vast that my back is practically aching from walking all the way here. Hey, let me see how you’re living! Show me to your room!”

 

Radis felt her eyelids trembling at Margaret’s shamelessness.

 

However, Radis endured it.

 

She didn’t want to show such an unseemly sight in front of Allen and the other people of the estate.

 

“…Please leave.”

 

The more Radis wavered, the sharper Margaret’s voice became.

 

“I said I can’t go! Do you think I came here because I was bored? I came because I have something to say. It’s about your real brother, David. Your brother! He’s been suffering terribly lately. You need to help him out.”

 

“I don’t want to hear it, and I have no intention of helping. Please leave.”

 

Just then, Yurhee pushed between Margaret and Radis and shouted rapidly.

 

“Radis! How can you treat family so coldly at the door? Are you really going to heartlessly drive away your family right now?”

 

With Margaret alone being overwhelming enough, and now Yurhee joining in, Radis felt dizzy.

 

Radis held her head and waved her hand.

 

“Yurhee, just stay quiet for a moment…”

 

Yurhee let out a sharp cry.

 

“I asked you to invite me to the Countess’ Mansion! I asked you to send gifts too, but you didn’t send anything! How could you do that? You’re Radis Tillord! You’re the eldest daughter of the Tilrod Family, mother’s daughter! And, and! You’re my s-sister!”

 

Hearing the word “sister” from Yurhee for the first time in her life, Radis looked at her younger sister with a bewildered expression.

 

She had never wanted to hear the word sister, but she never imagined that the word sister could sound this unpleasant.

 

The way Yurhee said “sister” sounded exactly like an incantation demanding she hand over something entrusted to her.

 

It was a moment when Yurhee, whom she had considered a blood-related sister until now, truly seemed like nothing more than a stranger.

 

Seeing that Radis, who had been cold toward Margaret, was wavering at Yurhee’s words, Margaret excitedly encouraged Yurhee.

 

“Oh my, Yurhee! Well said! The younger sister is better than the older one!”

 

At her mother’s praise after so long, Yurhee even clenched both fists and began to pour it on in earnest.

 

“You just leave for your own good and that’s the end of it? Isn’t that too selfish? What about the family left behind! You just threw David a measly position as an Extermination Corps soldier! Are you telling him to eat and get lost? Do you even know how much David is suffering there?”

 

Watching Yurhee pour out words that Margaret would have said, with a face exactly like Margaret’s and a shrill voice exactly like Margaret’s, Radis felt dizzy.

 

When she was very young, Radis had once been sad, thinking it was her fault for not resembling her mother when she saw Margaret severely discriminating between Yurhee and herself.

 

But now, she finally realized.

 

‘I’m truly grateful I don’t resemble mother.’

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