Tia’s Smooth Life After Regression - Chapter 122

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Tiya’s Smooth Regression Life

Chapter 122

After hesitating for a moment as if catching her breath, Anaël spoke.

“They’ve created a cure for the Mark of Death, the epidemic plaguing the North.”

“…!”

【…!】

Color gradually returned to the faces of Tiya and Winter, whose eyes had widened in surprise.

In the early days of the blockade, they had been able to exchange letters with Frost Castle occasionally, taking advantage of the material exchanges.

However, when the epidemic resurfaced and deaths skyrocketed, even material exchanges were blocked, making correspondence impossible.

She had known for several years that Grandmother would be safe.

Winter was confident of that too.

Still, she couldn’t help but worry….

“It’s Grandmother!”

Tiya jumped up from her seat and exclaimed.

Grandmother must have understood the meaning of the Palantio she had sent.

Seeing Tiya’s joyful expression, a faint smile appeared on Anaël’s previously dark face.

“They said Palantio infused with divine power was the key ingredient for the cure. Fortunately, the North has stockpiled large quantities of Palantio.”

“Our Father did that!”

“Yes, thanks to Count Valoz’s foresight, and since he’s still exclusively sending herbs to the North, there won’t be any shortage of herbs until the epidemic ends.”

It was all good news. It seemed like the day to meet Grandmother again wasn’t far off, and Tiya, who had been stamping her feet excitedly, suddenly focused her gaze on Anaël.

Despite the happy news, Anaël’s complexion hadn’t been good since earlier.

【The real thing to say always comes last.】

The excitement had already disappeared from Winter’s expression, and her voice had dropped low.

Tiya, who had calmed down as well, sat back down in her chair and waited for Anaël’s next words.

“I don’t know the details since I haven’t earned the right to attend the Imperial Council yet. But they say the cure is… somehow strange.”

“The cure? Why? Did the Palantio go bad?”

“To be precise, the fact that the cure requires divine power is suspicious.”

Anaël, who had closed her mouth for a moment, pondered her words for a while before suddenly asking a question.

“Tiya, do you know when divine power is most effective?”

【No way…!】

Winter, who had been quietly listening to the conversation, suddenly let out a sigh.

Since Anaël was present, she couldn’t openly ask Winter why she was acting that way, but she couldn’t stop her gaze from turning toward her.

Winter’s face showed a panic she had never seen before. Soon, anger began to mix with that panic.

【Why didn’t I suspect that point?】

Winter, who began blaming herself, seemed too distracted to explain the situation to Tiya.

Having no choice but to face Anaël again, Tiya calmly organized what she knew about divine power.

So, divine power was the force that healed and protected all things.

That power purified poison and healed wounds, and was said to be absolutely effective against wounds or poisons caused by monsters.

Although Tiya had lived in the North where there were few temples, she had encountered quite a few priests while staying at Frost Castle.

“When treating knights injured by monsters.”

It was the Vladijef Knights’ responsibility to subjugate monsters that appeared throughout the barren regions untouched by human hands.

Tiya, who often mingled with the knights, frequently heard adventure stories related to monster subjugation from them.

“The knights said that there’s no separate cure for monster poison, so they have to either receive divine power from priests or wait for their own bodies to fight and overcome the monster’s poison….”

Tiya’s words gradually slowed as she chattered about what she knew.

While speaking, she felt something was off, but couldn’t summarize what was wrong in a single sentence.

Divine power that could purify monster poison.

And the Mark of Death that only showed effects with herbs infused with divine power.

Something seemed about to surface, and as Tiya was moving her lips in frustration at the suffocating feeling.

【Monster poison was mixed into the Mark of Death, into the epidemic.】

Finally, the answer burst from Winter’s lips.

Hearing those words, Tiya’s mouth slowly opened. Seeing that expression, Anaël, thinking she had figured out the answer on her own, nodded heavily.

“What you’re thinking is right, Tiya. It’s just speculation, but there was an opinion in the Imperial Council that perhaps the Mark of Death originated from monster poison.”

A disease caused by monster poison.

Originally, monster poison was known to have no contagious properties. Therefore, no cases of mutation into highly contagious diseases like the Mark of Death had ever been reported.

Then-

“In other words, it’s not a naturally occurring disease.”

【The Mark of Death was intentionally created by someone.】

Anaël and Winter spoke simultaneously.

Both shared the same opinion.

It meant the North’s tragedy was a man-made disaster created by someone.

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Tiya, having reached this shocking conclusion, immediately shut herself in her room as soon as she returned home.

It wasn’t to cover herself with blankets and cry out her resentment, as she had done before when learning of her family’s deaths.

The reason Tiya shut herself in her room was to have a deep conversation alone with Winter.

“What do you think, Winter…? Is it possible to create an epidemic using monster blood?”

Winter’s gaze turned to Tiya.

Without being crushed by the enormously heavy truth, her spirited golden eyes looked only toward the future.

Winter, who hadn’t said a word during the journey home, lost in deep thought, opened her mouth.

Though she had spoken impulsively at the Imperial Palace, Winter had been thinking about that possibility all along.

【Depending on the school, it’s not impossible. If it’s a school that mainly creates magical potions…. So the culprit is either a mage, or at least someone with enough power to commission such research from a mage.】

“…And probably someone who deeply hates Grandmother, who hates the North tremendously.”

That hatred would be deep enough not to care even if countless people died.

Heavy silence flowed between Winter and Tiya.

Though they lacked clear evidence, both were thinking of the same single person.

“Could it be… Count Montes?”

【It must be Count Montes.】

The barbarians who invaded as if they had been waiting the moment the North’s military strength weakened.

The barbarians armed with Imperial weapons and the next Emperor, Karsein, who turned his back on the North until the end and never sent reinforcements.

Until now, they had thought Count Montes had simply taken advantage of the North’s misfortune for his own benefit.

But thinking that even the epidemic was Count Montes’ doing, all those events finally connected in a single line.

Everything had originated from Count Montes’ deep-rooted hatred, nurtured through more than ten years of patience.

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