Tia’s Smooth Life After Regression - Chapter 121

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Tiya’s Smooth Regression Life

Chapter 121

Midsummer with lush greenery.

Tiya, who had grown rapidly like dandelions blooming in sunny soil over the past month, stood on the threshold with a tense expression.

Then she raised her head straight like a meerkat and nodded toward Mia.

Mia, who bowed with a careful expression, held charcoal and marked Tiya’s height on the door frame.

Tiya briefly made eye contact with Winter and turned around with determination.

The door frame bore clear traces of Tiya’s rapid growth over the past month.

Four-year-old Tiya, five-year-old Tiya, six-year-old Tiya, seven-year-old Tiya.

From age four to seven, Tiya’s childhood that had been missing from the manor was densely carved there.

And finally today, Tiya’s newly marked height surpassed that of eight-year-old Tiya.

She had finally completely escaped the side effects of the magic potion.

“Now I’m truly eight years old!”

Hooray! As Tiya raised both hands high in joy, the servants who had gathered to watch applauded for her.

“Congratulations on turning eight, Miss!”

“When did you grow up so much?”

“Children grow up in the blink of an eye.”

The tearful head maid even wiped her eyes.

Having returned to her original eight-year-old self, Tiya immediately sat at her desk and picked up a pen.

For the past month, she had been forced to stay cooped up in the manor. There was nothing good about showing her younger appearance to the outside world.

Most importantly.

【I also need to hide the existence of Growth Accelerator ver10 as much as possible.】

That’s right. Tiya had made up a story about carelessly drinking an unknown magic potion from the pawn shop Golden Owl and ending up like this, all to hide the true identity of the growth potion.

“So first, a letter to Sister Roxanne telling her not to worry.”

Tiya wrote steadily.

Before her body grew, her hand strength was weak and her muscles underdeveloped, making her handwriting crooked, but now Tiya’s characteristic straight and neat handwriting was finally complete.

“Next, a reply to Princess Sister!”

There had already been over ten letters from Princess Anael during this time.

When Tiya missed their regular private tea time, Anael had sent letters frequently out of worry.

However, Tiya couldn’t bring herself to appear before Anael.

Because that would have been too shameful!

She had kept postponing their meetings with excuses of being sick, but now there was no more reason to avoid her.

Tiya wrote a reply saying she would visit the Imperial Palace tomorrow.

“Finally, to Master. I want to thank him for his help, and say it in a very mature way!”

At least her master, Mage Lord Argon, knew all the circumstances, so there was no need for long explanations.

With Winter’s help, Tiya completed three letters and ran to Mia to send them.

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[Master, have you been in good health?

Your disciple, Astiya, sends this letter of greeting.

Thanks to Master’s extensive efforts on my behalf, I have overcome the side effects of the magic potion and safely returned as a healthy and spirited eight-year-old Tiya.

I am deeply grateful for Master’s kindness and will devote myself even more to my studies.]

Argon, the Mage Lord of Shetbyeol Tower, examined the letter his disciple had sent several times before clicking his tongue.

“Your sister has quite a talent for writing letters in an… archaic style.”

“Tiya is talented in many ways.”

Even at Argon’s somewhat uncomfortable words, Rodion smiled warmly and accepted his comment.

While Tiya couldn’t visit Shetbyeol Tower, Rodion had visited the tower several times to meet with Argon.

It was partly to find a way to restore Tiya’s body to normal, but actually he had been visiting Shetbyeol Tower under the pretense of bringing Tiya even before that.

It was because he had something to investigate about Volkner, who had driven Tiya into crisis by forcing her into the abandoned floor underground.

Or more precisely, about his patron.

It turned out there were quite a few mages who had received patronage from this mysterious backer.

The patron supported mages regardless of their school, and what initially seemed like benevolent patronage gradually became shackles that controlled the mages.

If they hadn’t known this fact, the entire Magic Association would have been manipulated by this unknown person.

However, the mages who received patronage didn’t know the identity of this person.

The only clue was the letters sent by the patron.

Like in Volkner’s case, the letter contents contained no information to guess his identity, but after persistent investigation, they were able to find clues about the person from the letters themselves.

The letter paper was high-quality paper from Luciere Paper Mill, rarely used by ordinary noble families, with a surface coated with magic power, originally for court documents or occasionally purchased by the upper class.

Moreover, instead of common black iron pigment, ‘blue ink pigment’ produced only at an old monastery in the South was used for the ink.

Since both were rare, tracking their sales routes wasn’t difficult.

They immediately identified several noble families that could use both Luciere Paper Mill’s high-quality paper and blue ink pigment simultaneously.

When they added the condition of having a grudge against the Vladijef family, only one suspect remained.

“We suspect the Montes family was actively involved in this incident.”

Rodion moistened his lips with tea before speaking briefly.

Argon’s mind worked quickly.

The Montes Count family.

It wasn’t a family he was unfamiliar with.

Although he wasn’t interested in imperial political struggles, he couldn’t help but know that Count Montes was the current Prince’s uncle and only protector.

A tired sigh escaped from Argon’s lips.

“If only we could avoid getting entangled in the succession struggle.”

At those words, Rodion’s gaze suddenly turned to Argon.

“Don’t look at me like that. It’s probably just an old man’s excessive worry.”

“…No, perhaps it’s not excessive worry after all.”

Thud. Rodion placed his barely touched teacup on the table.

Originally, the Vladijef family had no connection to the succession struggle.

No, it should be said they had no connection.

But Princess Anael had begun to show interest in the throne, and the situation changed as Tiya became close to her.

Perhaps things were turning out much more complicated than he thought.

Eventually, before his teacup was even empty, Rodion stood up.

“Well then, I’ll be going back now.”

“Yes. I won’t see you out.”

Argon spoke curtly without even getting up from his seat.

After Rodion left, Argon also slowly got up and began tidying the area.

He needed to prepare to welcome his disciple who would visit after a long time.

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The garden of the Princess’s Palace was entirely green with summer colors.

The change was so unbelievable for just one month that Tiya wandered the garden for a while before reaching the promised meeting place where Anael was waiting.

The place where it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she had changed the Princess’s fate.

Under that tree where an innocent beast was buried, Anael was waiting for Tiya.

“Your Highness Princess!”

Tiya called out to her joyfully, then

“Tiya… you came.”

Her eyes widened when she saw the Princess’s complexion was deathly pale as she turned around.

Anael looked terrible.

“My goodness, Your Highness! Your face is half gone!”

“…Lately there’s been nothing but stomach troubles.”

Anaël habitually clutched her abdomen and staggered toward where the tea table was set up.

Tiya sat across from her with a worried expression.

“You look like you’re in a lot of pain… I don’t think healing hands will be enough.”

Tiya examined her with a concerned face.

Anaël looked at Tiya’s face before opening her mouth to speak.

“Tiya, how much do you know about the current situation in the North?”

What came from her mouth were words that even Winter hadn’t anticipated.

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