Tia’s Smooth Life After Regression - Chapter 107
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Tiya’s Smooth Regression Life
Chapter 107
Winter touched her chest with her hand.
‘When I was young, I wanted so desperately to understand Count Valoz’s heart.’
Ironically, only now did she come to understand his feelings.
They were certainly family members she had missed, loved, and hated to the bone.
Even though she had returned to the past and met the dead again, she felt nothing.
【Maybe that’s why family is no longer precious to me.】
Now, to Winter, family was nothing more than characters in a story whose ending she already knew.
Therefore, she didn’t even feel the motivation to change their fate. Family was also just chess pieces to save the house and the North.
‘Count Valoz must be the same. For his own purpose, he would use his own blood relatives without hesitation.’
She didn’t even feel disappointed by that coldness.
That’s why she too had tried to grasp his weakness and move him according to her will.
‘I need to help Father find his emotions.’
Her past self, who knew nothing, only said naive things, so it was frustrating.
‘Well, I still haven’t found the Count’s weakness either, so I have nothing to say.’
It was when Winter let out a sigh.
“Then I’ll have to help Winter regain our family’s attachment, yawn.”
Tiya mumbled with a voice full of drowsiness.
Winter answered coldly.
【I don’t need it.】
However, it seemed Tiya’s ears could no longer hear Winter’s words.
Tiya rubbed her cheek against the pillow and blinked her eyes.
“Later, our family and Valen and Winter will all sit together… and have a party outside.”
Tiya’s eyes, unable to overcome the weight of her eyelids, closed. Still, her lips moved slowly.
“Brother Lev wants to go to bed… Valen nibbles and saves his cake… I’m with Father’s time… then Brother will…”
Tiya’s voice gradually became smaller.
As if the dream-like future she spoke of was pleasant, a small smile appeared on Tiya’s lips.
Winter sat beside Tiya and tried to picture in her mind the future the child was chattering about, but it was useless.
She couldn’t share the future Tiya was drawing.
Instead of wasting time on impossible things, Winter bid Tiya farewell.
【Stop your futile fantasies and just sleep.】
“Mmm… Winter, sleep well too…”
As Tiya’s consciousness sank, darkness also came to Winter’s world.
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The next day.
After the incident where Tiya fell to the abandoned floor due to the mana elevator malfunction, conflict arose between the Vladijef Family and Shetbyeol Tower.
More precisely, Rodion no longer allowed Tiya to go to Shetbyeol Tower.
“Ah, why! I’m perfectly fine! I fought 27 to 1 and I won everything! I smashed all their heads! I’m not hurt at all!”
“Where did you learn such words… No, that’s not it. The important thing is that you were surrounded by twenty-seven golems. I can’t entrust Tiya to such a dangerous place.”
“…The 27 to 1 was a lie.”
“It doesn’t matter since it’s true that you fell to the underground floor and were in danger.”
No matter how much Tiya threw tantrums, pleaded, or got angry, Rodion’s opinion was firm.
【There’s still a lot left to steal from the Mage Lord’s research lab.】
Even Winter clicked her tongue and was pondering with Tiya on how to break Rodion’s will.
The situation was resolved by an unexpected person.
“Young Master, a guest has come from Shetbyeol Tower.”
Argon, who rarely left his research lab, had personally visited Vladijef Manor.
The Mage Lord quickly grasped that to get Tiya to come to Shetbyeol Tower, he needed to persuade Rodion, not Count Valoz.
After talking alone with Rodion for about an hour, Argon was able to share the path back to Shetbyeol Tower with Tiya.
While riding the carriage to Shetbyeol Tower.
“Master! For the first time, you seemed more amazing than my mentor!”
“Is that supposed to be a compliment?”
“Of course!”
Seeing Tiya’s eyes sparkling with admiration, Argon couldn’t help but smack his lips.
He realized that to the child, that was the highest compliment.
“How did you persuade Brother?”
At Tiya’s question, the Mage Lord, who had been silently looking out the window, suddenly said.
“Let’s walk a bit.”
The two got off the carriage and began walking along the main road leading to Shetbyeol Tower.
The sound of metal clashing against metal could still be heard from Argon.
It was when Tiya’s gaze glanced toward the inside of the Mage Lord’s cloak.
“You’re curious about what sound that is.”
The Mage Lord readily lifted his cloak and took out several toys from inside to show Tiya.
Tiya pointed to a wooden fish model among them and asked.
“What’s this?”
“It’s a fish, as you can see. If you wind the spring underneath and put it in water, it swims by wagging its tail.”
“Amazing! Then what’s this?”
“It’s a doll, as you can see. However, its hair grows every day, so you can cut or style the hair as much as you want.”
“Incredible! Then what about-“
Even after arriving at Shetbyeol Tower, small items kept coming out of Argon’s cloak.
They were all toys that any child would enjoy playing with.
The Mage Lord lined up all the toys he had shown Tiya in front of the golem he was working on and said.
“These were all made by my disciple. He was about your age, and like me, he was a genius at making these mechanical devices rather than magic circles.”
Tiya nodded as if in agreement.
“Where is your real disciple? I’ve never met him before.”
“…He went to a very distant place, and I can no longer meet him.”
“Oh no, he went that far away? So that’s why he couldn’t become the Mage Lord.”
It was Winter, not Tiya, who understood the weight of loss in those words.
Winter paused and examined Argon’s face.
The old man stroked the head of the golem he was making with an expression filled with deep longing, then covered it with cloth.
“For the time being, I plan to focus on something other than completing this golem.”
“What other thing?”
To Tiya, who only blinked her eyes, Argon said.
“I’m going to make you my chief disciple and raise you in earnest.”
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Tea time with the Princess continued as usual.
Tiya, who had a determined expression throughout the tea time, deliberately ended the gathering early and headed to the Royal Investigative Bureau.
After familiarly chatting with the Royal Investigative Bureau staff, she entered Father’s empty study.
“Hehe, just as planned!”
She had deliberately come to the study after figuring out when Father would be away.
It was none other than to secretly peek at the secret library!
“Please help me, mentor!”
【Alright.】
Winter, standing beside Tiya, drew out her staff.
【I’m going to break through the protective magic surrounding the secret library. Don’t try to understand it, just follow along and draw.】
Right after those words ended, Winter’s staff began to move gracefully.
Being mesmerized by that movement was only momentary.
“Kyaang, you’re too fast, Master!”
Soon Tiya was swinging her staff frantically, following the magic circles Winter was drawing.
After drawing dozens of overlapping magic circles until she was drenched in sweat.
It was when she finished by stabbing through the magic circle with her staff with a poke.
Swoosh.
The marble wall with the Emperor’s portrait rotated without any vibration or noise.
Tiya wiped her sweat and poked her head inside.
“Excuse meeee.”
A faint smell of herbs and dust.
It seemed like there was a lot of stuff piled up inside, but it was impossible to examine the interior with only the light seeping through the doorway.
Tiya now quite skillfully cast magic to summon light.
It was the moment when the small flame that bloomed in Tiya’s hand gradually grew larger, then floated up into the air and illuminated the small space.
“Wowwwww.”
【This should yield quite a harvest.】
The narrow room was packed full of loose papers and old books. Even all the documents were handwritten.
Winter first skimmed through the reports scattered on the desk.
Since all the materials were strewn about carelessly, Tiya’s help wasn’t needed to examine their contents.
Tiya also followed Winter and picked up papers that had fallen on the floor to skim through them.
Dry and cold handwriting.
She remembered seeing it when she sat on Father’s lap and chattered. Tiya haltingly read the first line.
‘White Flower… Disease Progress Report.’
Suddenly she felt like her throat was being strangled.
White Flower Disease. As Tiya remembered, that was the illness Mother had suffered from.
A terrifying rare disease that killed you within a year once you contracted it.
Tiya read the rest of the text. She couldn’t understand all the content, but it seemed to be a progress report on White Flower Disease.
Why was something like this here? Wondering about this, she examined other papers and paused.
That document was also about White Flower Disease.
Tiya now stopped caring about noise and rummaged through the documents recklessly.
White Flower Disease progression, the origin of White Flower Disease, cases of treating rare diseases.
What treatments were attempted, how long the medicinal effects lasted, and how painful side effects were alleviated.
Everything was about White Flower Disease.
‘…Since when?’
Mother’s period of fighting the disease was 4 years.
However, the materials piled up in this room couldn’t possibly have been collected and transcribed in just 4 years.
“Winter…”
Tiya called Winter with a trembling voice. Winter didn’t move from her original spot.
Mother’s illness was a rare hereditary disease that even doctors and priests said they couldn’t do anything about.
Everyone said she would die within a year, but Mother held on for a full 4 years.
People said that itself was a miracle.
But the existence of this room was evidence that Mother’s 4 years weren’t simply a miracle.
“Maybe Father…”
Had he contracted with the spirit of time to save Mother?
It was before she could voice those words.
【Stop.】
Winter cut off Tiya’s words with a firm voice.
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