Tia’s Smooth Life After Regression - Chapter 129

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Tiya’s Smooth Regression Life

Chapter 129

Of course, no one would know the current situation as thoroughly as the Count himself, the person directly involved.

After a moment of silence, Anaël spoke with difficulty.

“Um… did you understand what I just said? The Count is somewhere-“

“You said you don’t know where he is. That he’s in some other private prison, not the Imperial Palace’s underground prison.”

Fortunately, Tiya understood the situation well.

Even so, seeing her say she would ask her father…

“How far should I guide you?”

She probably had another way to find Count Valoz.

At the Princess’s words, Tiya wrinkled her nose and cast her gaze outside the window.

The interior of the Imperial Palace was truly vast and complex like a maze, making finding someone inside without any information no different from finding a needle in a desert.

However, Tiya’s eyes could see things invisible to others.

Threads of mana glimmering softly like sunlight reflected on water.

Tiya’s mana threads stretched endlessly like a ball of yarn showing the correct path through a maze.

Narrowing her eyes and gauging where the mana threads were heading, Tiya pointed to a certain place and asked.

“What building is that?”

Tiya’s finger was pointing to a building topped with a red roof. Anaël answered without hesitation.

“It’s where foreign delegations stay.”

“Father is there.”

Not a guess, but certainty.

Asking how she knew would be a waste of time.

So Anaël decided to do what she could first. Namely, becoming Tiya’s accomplice and getting as close as possible to that palace.

Recalling the list of foreign delegations currently staying in the Red Palace, Anaël grasped her quill pen without hesitation.

It happened that a delegation suitable for the Princess to request an exchange with had visited.

“Going through all the procedures will take five days.”

“That’s enough!”

For Anaël to become Emperor, she absolutely needed the power of the Count who served as Tiya’s backing.

However, her being so proactive wasn’t solely for that reason.

‘I must make sure Tiya can meet the Count.’

Anaël was about to rub her gradually aching stomach but held back when she saw Tiya’s eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Tiya believed the Count was innocent, but the situation wasn’t flowing so smoothly.

Even now as she wrote the letter, only the worst scenarios came to mind. Still, not wanting to show her anxiety, she carefully wrote until the last character before sealing the letter.

Then she showed what was, for her, the most trustworthy smile she could manage and said.

“Just trust me!”

She wanted to make sure this meeting between father and daughter, which might be their last, would happen.

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The red-roofed palace was designed to be grand and luxurious enough to show off the Empire’s majesty, while each section was thoroughly separated to prevent delegations from clashing and causing hasty international problems.

Thanks to that special characteristic, they didn’t even know who was staying in the adjacent rooms.

They could only guess by looking at the attire of the guards protecting each room’s entrance, when a visitor appeared who sparked everyone’s curiosity.

The topmost floor, one room guarded like an iron fortress by Imperial knights.

Making everyone’s curiosity about which delegation’s quarters it might be seem pointless, the owner of the top floor wasn’t a foreigner.

“His Majesty is also making foolish moves.”

Inside the room decorated luxuriously enough for foreign delegations to stay.

On the table was food so extravagant it was hard to believe it was given to a prisoner, but Shurkha barely touched most of it.

He finished the day’s meal with just a few sips of water and a few bites of fresh salad so he could notice if any suspicious scent was added.

Eventually, Shurkha, who had been examining the seams of the tightly closed window, waved his hand halfheartedly.

At some point, a dark red scorpion that had settled on the back of his hand hissed irritably and positioned itself on the window frame.

Such confinement posed no obstacle to him. The Emperor couldn’t be unaware of that fact either.

Having handled countless matters at his command, the Emperor knew Shurkha’s abilities and limitations best.

In reality, escape wouldn’t be difficult if he was prepared for some bloodshed. Even so, the Emperor’s keeping him in this prison that was all appearance meant a trace of trust.

He knew that the midnight raid on his manor had been for his own protection.

However, Shurkha felt neither the desire nor the necessity to repay that trust.

Even if things went wrong and his false charges weren’t cleared, leading to a trial…

“It can’t be helped.”

Strangely, he felt no desire to explain himself or clear his name.

Perhaps it was because he didn’t particularly covet life.

Even if false accusations ruined his honor, it didn’t particularly bother him.

However, if there was one thing that concerned him.

“My father didn’t do that!”

It was his family getting involved in his affairs.

In any case, this incident had originated from his own complacency.

Having many enemies, he should have been more vigilant of his surroundings and careful not to let others carelessly step into his private domain.

A moment’s carelessness had created an opening, and his opponent had simply used it without any regret.

He probably would have done the same thing.

Therefore, he could accept the tragedy brought on by his own complacency, but he wanted to prevent his family from getting involved.

Because.

“…”

Shurkha paused for a moment.

Why was that?

On his scales, family was nothing more than a weight that no longer carried any significance.

Perhaps it was because of some trivial duty he hadn’t even paid attention to until now.

It was when Shurkha, having thoroughly searched the room he was staying in through sand spirits, called upon his spirits again.

Clatter.

At the end of the room, the tightly closed window shook once.

It wasn’t the wind’s doing. It seemed like someone was knocking on the window from outside with all their might.

Shurkha moved his body slowly.

Despite the Emperor’s protection, perhaps an enemy had discovered his whereabouts.

It was when he was watching the window open with a relaxed attitude instead of tensing up.

“Father…?”

Shurkha’s body froze in place. He heard a voice that shouldn’t be heard in this place.

He thought he had heard things, but-

“I found you, Father!”

The weight and warmth clinging tightly to his legs was definitely not a mistake.

His daughter, Astiya Vladijef, had really climbed through the window and quickly attached herself to him.

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