The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 221

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Part 2, Chapter 28 (221)
As Maximilian drew so close, he chuckled softly, tilting his head slightly to whisper against my ear.
“May this talisman one day protect my most cherished friend.”
“….”
I could say nothing, merely blinking gently.
“Come now, there are many gentlemen waiting. It’s time to go.”
Yet even as he spoke, Maximilian did not move.
I saw the reluctance that had bled even into his shadow, but I pretended not to notice.
There was only one thing I could say now.
“Thank you for looking after me, Maxxi.”
May no darkness ever darken your path, and may you never know fear.
I turned away first and went to Father.
He had not taken his eyes off me once during the dance, so he would surely have seen the gift.
“Father, I received a gift!”
“A protective talisman from ancient times, I see.”
“Oh, do you know how to use it?”
“Usually with items like this, you recite your name three times and read the inscription on the front. I once saw one when we raided the Pirate’s Headquarters long ago.”
[The Earth Spirit King ‘■’ says that is the correct method.]
[The inscription of the bound protective item will be written upon your arm. After that, it will activate automatically without any special incantation when needed.]
How fascinating, and exactly what I needed.
I immediately recited my name three times.
“Superti Rue Fasayen. Superti Rue Fasayen. Superti Rue Fasayen.”
Then I carefully spoke the inscription carved into the talisman.
“May no darkness ever darken your path, and may you never know fear.”
The moment the words left my lips, the talisman blazed with brilliant light.
Characters rose like delicate butterflies, swirling through the air before slowly descending upon my arm.
‘The letters are actually floating?!’
The glowing pattern was pleasantly warm, and soon settled into my skin as if seeping into it.
A gentle energy spread through me, and I felt wonderful.
“It is done. The talisman is now merely a shell and can be discarded. The spell has taken root within you.”
“Yes, Father!”
“It must have been difficult to find, being nearly a relic. The Crown Prince is quite skilled indeed.”
It truly is a wonderful birthday gift.
‘Now then….’
It seemed Blake had something to tell me earlier.
[The Luck Spirit King ‘■■■■■■’ sadly cancels the Quest.]
I’m sorry, Luck Spirit King.
[The Luck Spirit King ‘■■■■■■’ says it’s fine and retreats to the corner.]
[The Chaos Spirit King ‘■■■■’ consoles him while smirking.]
[The Luck Spirit King ‘■■■■■■’ glares fiercely.]
Hmm, well, let me set aside the Spirit Kings for now—
‘Come to think of it, is Rasifer upset with me?’
I had danced the first dance with Maximilian to reject his proposal.
I glanced around the ballroom, but since I couldn’t spot him anywhere, I picked up a glass of non-alcoholic champagne.
Even though it was a slow dance, it had been exhausting.
The heels on the shoes I wore today were higher than I’d anticipated.
‘My heels might even be scraped raw.’
Or perhaps I’d developed blisters.
Just as I turned to head toward the Rest Room for a brief respite, thinking no one was looking for me, a peculiar sight caught my eye.
…Pointed ears?
Wait, just now… wasn’t that an Elf?
The maid in the distance hastily adjusted her slipped headscarf and hurried away.
But the moment I tried to get a better look at her, Blake approached Father and bowed respectfully.
“I greet you, Admiral Fasayen.”
“Duke Isshel.”
“I’ve come because I have urgent matters concerning the Tower that I wish to discuss with Duchess Superti.”
His words were directed at Father, but his gaze was fixed on me.
In the meantime, the suspicious maid had naturally vanished.
‘Oh, how troublesome.’
The Spirit Kings had always been this way since I was young.
I could see things others couldn’t.
‘It seems her headscarf simply slipped off, and since it happened in a corner, no one else noticed.’
If she truly was an Elf, this was no trivial matter to overlook.
These days, the Elf Tribe was practically synonymous with the Osirian Church.
I immediately summoned a lower-ranking Air Spirit.
‘Podungi, find that maid whose headscarf fell off earlier. The one with pointed ears.’
If I couldn’t go myself, I’d send a spirit instead.
‘You can even lift her headscarf to search.’
The lower-ranking Air Spirit departed with a delighted giggle.
And standing before me was Blake.
He seemed somewhat tense.
I could tell from the way his fingertips unconsciously rubbed the back of his hand.
“Shall we go to the Terrace?”
I hadn’t yet received a response from the spirit.
‘It would be easier to communicate with the Air Spirit outside.’
That’s why I suggested it, though it was ultimately what Blake wanted anyway.
“Thank you.”
“Think nothing of it.”
Actually, Cecilia was supposed to be my chaperone for tonight’s ball, but she was nowhere to be found, and only Father remained, practically breathing fire.
In any case, with Father’s permission, Blake and I stepped out onto the Terrace.
“Wow, what a lovely breeze.”
“Indeed.”
Blake leaned against the railing and exhaled softly, loosening his tie that felt suffocating just to look at.
“….”
As silence settled, air spirits chattered merrily on the wind.
[Found it, found it!]
[We turned down the corridor. We met someone.]
[So many! Pointy ears everywhere!]
[Let’s search more!]
So many Elves? Why?
“First, I must apologize—I’m not particularly skilled at conversation, so I’ll get straight to the point.”
Blake finally spoke, emerging from the dispersing air spirits.
I turned my attention to him with a somewhat serious expression.
“There is something I wish to ask of you regarding the Tower of Paradise.”
“What sort of request?”
At my question, Blake hesitated, closing his mouth for a moment before speaking quietly.
“…Of course, Duchess, you have no reason to come to Isthel… but could you show mercy to the territory’s people and help us? I’m not asking you to enter the tower.”
Blake slowly clenched and unclenched his fist.
It looked so powerless that my heart ached.
“What kind of help, specifically?”
When I asked carefully, Blake continued his explanation with an anxious expression.
“Isthel has always been a land where fertile soil is rare, and we constantly suffer from food shortages. But of all places… the land where the tower emerged was the only plain in Isthel where farming was possible.”
“Ah….”
“The rumors say that you’ve made a contract with the Earth Spirit King… surely there must be some way.”
Good heavens.
The territory’s people are starving.
It was something I couldn’t even imagine in Fasayen.
A Household Master directly asking another noble how to resolve a food shortage was something that could never happen in Fasayen either.
‘If I could help, I would.’
But—
“I understand your situation is truly unfortunate, but I won’t soften my words. Unlike the rumors, I haven’t made a contract with the Earth Spirit King. I’ve never even contracted with a lower-tier earth spirit.”
Blake’s pupils trembled quietly at that moment.
The disappointment spreading like water spray made my own heart ache.
[The Earth Spirit King ‘■’ asserts his presence.]
[If you fill the Grape Board this time, you can make a contract with me.]
True, finding the Earth Spirit King’s name is so difficult that gathering the Grape Board to make a contract is the realistic approach.
‘To do that, I should complete the Quest the Emotion Spirit King gave me.’
But I can’t just suddenly ask, ‘Would you give me three pieces of information you don’t share with others?’ even if it’s for later.
As I pondered, I redirected my attention to the more pressing matter at hand.
“I haven’t made a contract with the Earth Spirit King, but I do know a Spirit Master of the earth. I’ll contact them for you right away tomorrow.”
Rotia Loveberry, the teacher who instructed me about spirits, is an Earth Spirit Master, so I should be able to ask her for a favor.
“I would be deeply grateful if you would.”
Blake bowed his head, visibly relieved.
‘It’s strange, somehow.’
Seeing him conduct himself with such courtesy doesn’t match the image of Mongdol at all.
There was a time when he was my Mongdol alone.
And that was when it happened.

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