The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 81

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The Eldest Daughter Walks the Path of Flowers Episode 81

 

Radis turned around to check the Stone Gate.

 

Except for the black, dead moss that had been dripping with poison now fallen to the ground, it was indeed the same Stone Gate she had seen.

 

The spell formation that had sent her back to Lord Russel’s Estate was still there as well.

 

‘That’s right. That spell formation.’

 

Thanks to the dead moss having fallen away, she could now see the entire spell formation carved into the Stone Gate.

 

Looking at that spell formation gave her a strange feeling.

 

The ancient characters that must have been carved into the Stone Gate hundreds of years ago seemed to move as if they were alive.

 

Her skin felt prickly and itchy.

 

Radis felt her stomach churning for some reason.

 

To shake off the strange feeling, Radis pointed at the spell formation and spoke.

 

“Captain, I’ve seen this before. This is the right place.”

 

“…”

 

Robert walked forward without saying anything.

 

Radis hurriedly followed him.

 

After a while, when they reached a place where the Mabesu Tree was visible, Robert spoke.

 

“You were right. This is indeed the Forbidden Zone.”

 

“…”

 

Radis couldn’t bring herself to continue speaking.

 

More surprising than the changed appearance of the forest was the transformation of the Mabesu Tree.

 

From the Mabesu Tree that had felt devoid of any life force, as if it had been dead for hundreds of years… leaves were growing.

 

She could see small, light green leaves hanging from every branch that covered overhead.

 

Even the intensely suffocating magical energy felt different.

 

Though her skin felt prickly, rather than being painful, it felt refreshing like carbonated water flowing over her skin.

 

Radis, who had been staring at the leaves of the Mabesu Tree in a daze, asked Robert.

 

“Captain, has the Forbidden Zone ever looked like this before?”

 

Robert shook his head.

 

“Not that I know of.”

 

“What… could this mean?”

 

Radis bent down and examined the elegantly spread roots of the Mabesu Tree.

 

“Captain, if you look carefully around here, there are quite a lot of monster eggs. There must be monsters guarding the eggs. We need to be careful.”

 

Radis said this and looked up at Robert.

 

With the golden mist, pure white roots, and tender green leaves blending together, the Forbidden Zone was creating such a mystical atmosphere that it could be called a secret realm.

 

In the midst of it all, Robert was looking at her with a dazzled expression.

 

Radis took out a handkerchief and handed it to Robert.

 

Robert received it with a blank expression and carefully tucked it into his chest.

 

“No, Captain. You’re supposed to cover your nose and mouth with it.”

 

“Ah…”

 

“Why are you opening your eyes so wide? Do your eyes sting? Would you like to wash them with water?”

 

At her worried words, Robert sighed deeply and shook his head.

 

“No.”

 

Radis looked at Robert with frustrated and distrustful eyes, as he wasn’t using the handkerchief she had given him.

 

He was the one who had said that in dangerous places, one must never let their guard down for even a moment, but it seemed he had forgotten that memory after being revived from death.

 

Robert, who had never been younger than her in either her previous life or this life, felt like a little brother.

 

Radis straightened her shoulders and gave advice to the captain in a mature voice.

 

“Captain, in dangerous places, you must never let your guard down for even a moment.”

 

At her words, Robert looked at her with wide eyes.

 

The captain looked somehow cute, so Radis suppressed the urge to hum and stood up straight.

 

“Well then, now…”

 

At that moment, something moved among the shadows of the roots.

 

Robert shouted before she did.

 

“Behind you!”

 

Though she was a bit late in sensing the presence, her reaction was faster than light.

 

The black sword was drawn and simultaneously cut through something.

 

However, from the empty sensation transmitted to her grip, Radis thought, ‘Oh no.’

 

‘A golem!’

 

What Radis had cut was the head of a golem made of clay.

 

She saw the head that had been sharply sliced off stick back together with a squelch.

 

The golem’s body writhed and contracted, then its arm stretched out and flew toward Radis.

 

The only thing that could temporarily stop the movement of a golem, which feels no pain and regenerates infinitely unless its core is destroyed, was mana.

 

Radis hastily threw her body backward to avoid the golem’s large hand while drawing up mana and infusing it into her sword.

 

At that moment.

 

A small explosion occurred in her grip.

 

“Ugh…!”

 

Due to the unexpected recoil, Radis almost dropped her sword.

 

Robert grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her as she staggered from the shock.

 

As Radis’s body flew backward, Robert leaped forward toward the golem.

 

With an ear-splitting sound of wind, the golem’s body was split exactly in half vertically.

 

Crack!

 

It was the sound of the core embedded in the golem’s chest splitting.

 

Having lost its core that served as the focal point, the golem’s body became a lump of clay and fell to the ground with splashing sounds.

 

Robert swung his sword to shake off the mud on the blade and approached Radis.

 

“Are you alright?”

 

“Ah… Yes.”

 

Radis examined the hand that had been gripping the sword.

 

Her palm was burning terribly, as if she had grabbed a red-hot iron rod.

 

Seeing her hand, Robert said.

 

“Let me see your hand.”

 

Robert took out the handkerchief Radis had given him and wrapped it around her hand.

 

Radis felt her face burning more than her palm.

 

‘To end up like this right after showing off by telling him not to let his guard down.’

 

Radis stubbornly insisted.

 

“Captain, I’m fine.”

 

Robert gripped her wrist and spoke in a stern voice.

 

“If left alone, it will get worse. We need to cool it down first.”

 

He sprinkled cold water from his canteen onto the handkerchief.

 

She felt her burning palm getting a little better.

 

Robert watched Radis cooling her hand with a dejected expression and brought her sword that had been leaning against a tree trunk.

 

“What is this sword?”

 

Looking at the pitch-black sword that seemed to emit some kind of malevolent light, Radis groaned.

 

“That sword…! I shouldn’t have brought it.”

 

“If I’m not mistaken, it seemed to reject mana.”

 

“That thing is a cursed sword!”

 

At her words, Robert held the sword with both hands and examined it carefully.

 

Looking at the cross-section of the sword, he said.

 

“It doesn’t seem to be made of ordinary mana-enhanced steel.”

 

Robert gripped the sword’s handle with a cautious expression.

 

After holding and examining the sword in that state for a moment, he handed the sword back to Radis.

 

“It does reject mana.”

 

Radis truly regretted bringing that sword.

 

‘I should have thrown it away when I first realized it was suspicious.’

 

However, since she hadn’t brought another sword, she couldn’t discard it now.

 

Radis reluctantly sheathed the sword again.

 

Seeing Radis handling the sword with a troubled expression, Robert asked.

 

“Did you say earlier that it was a haunted sword?”

 

After hesitating, Radis finally spoke.

 

“Yes. It moves on its own sometimes, and it even spoke once. Just that one time, and it’s been quiet since… I thought I might have been hallucinating…”

 

“The sword spoke? What did it say?”

 

“It called me… by a strange name.”

 

Radis thought he wouldn’t believe her absurd story.

 

It was quite an ordeal to tell such an unbelievable tale.

 

Embarrassed, she absentmindedly poked at the collapsed pile of mud with the tip of her scabbard.

 

“…It called me Hestia.”

 

Something caught on the end of her scabbard. It was the golem’s core.

 

Radis picked up the seed-shaped core that had split in half.

 

Until now, most things destroyed by her sword had burned away completely, so this was the first time she’d seen something retain its form like this.

 

‘Huh?’

 

After examining it closely, Radis put the golem’s core in her pocket.

 

Robert asked.

 

“And what else?”

 

Radis turned her gaze toward Robert and said.

 

“It also talked about time. It seemed to know that I had died and returned, based on its tone. That’s why I didn’t throw the sword away, but it hasn’t said anything since then.”

 

Radis tapped the sword’s hilt with her elbow.

 

“I thought I might not have been in my right mind since I had inhaled too much of the Forbidden Zone’s toxic air at the time. But now that this has happened today… I should throw this sword away as soon as we get back.”

 

Robert, who had been listening to her words, spoke up.

 

“Radis. Have you ever heard of weapons called ‘Yarek’?”

 

Seeing the puzzled expression on Radis’s face, Robert continued without waiting for her answer.

 

“You probably haven’t. I wouldn’t have known either if Heron hadn’t been blabbering about it.”

 

Heron was a name Radis had heard before.

 

If her memory served her correctly, Heron was the eldest son of the Rodrick Family.

 

The same one who had played the biggest role in expelling Robert from the family.

 

Radis unconsciously studied Robert’s expression.

 

However, Robert, who had just mentioned Heron’s name, seemed unbothered.

 

“There are weapons that the One God supposedly created to protect the world. Because they contain tremendous power, God gave them souls so they could choose their own masters, preventing evil people from using that power.”

 

“That sounds like a legend.”

 

“It actually is a legend.”

 

Radis looked at the sword sheathed at her side and said.

 

“That can’t be right. This is a sword I bought at the auction house for 110,000 rupen. The sword next to it called ‘Feur’ sold for 1.1 billion rupen.”

 

Robert chuckled at her words.

 

“You mean the sword my father bought at the Night Market.”

 

“Ah, you saw it too, Captain?”

 

“It was a beautiful sword made of good metal, but it didn’t seem like ‘Feur’ to me.”

 

“What?”

 

Robert’s smile faded as he continued with a serious expression.

 

“‘Feur,’ the sword of Alexis Tillord, the ancestor of the Tilrod Estate, is one of the Yarek known as the ‘Sword of Fire.’ The sword my father bought was… just an ordinary sword.”

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