Tia’s Smooth Life After Regression - Chapter 136

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Tiya’s Smooth Regression Life

Chapter 136

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Early evening, at the palace with red-tiled roofs.

Only silence lingered in the room where Shurkha was confined. Though the life-or-death trial was just four days away, Shurkha remained calm.

He even seemed to be enjoying this time alone.

However, his peace was soon shattered.

Clatter.

Shurkha’s head turned toward the source of the sound.

The tightly secured window lock was rattling. He could see what looked like the silhouette of a large bird of prey crouched beyond the window.

His scorpion spirit reacted before Shurkha did, smoothly summoning itself and about to turn the surroundings into a sandy swamp.

“Stop.”

At his quiet word, the spirit was reverse-summoned. Immediately after, click, the lock was undone and the uninvited guest from outside the window came tumbling in.

The uninvited guest, who had executed a perfect landing roll, wiped her forehead once and let out a sigh of relief.

“Phew, I almost got caught!”

“….”

Shurkha looked at his expressionless visitor.

With a bundle as big as herself slung over one shoulder while climbing through the window, she looked exactly like a thief, but unfortunately, she hadn’t come here to steal anything.

“Father, look at this. I brought tons of bread this time!”

Tiya ran straight to Shurkha and untied the bundle she had carried on her shoulder.

Then a rich buttery aroma wafted out as crushed bread and toys like cards and a chess board spilled out.

Tiya carefully arranged the various breads on the table as if preparing a feast.

“Oh my poor Father… Your face is half-squished from being buried in the bread. Come on, let’s eat together!”

Normally, that is, if they were at home, he would have demanded appropriate compensation for spending time with Tiya.

For example, he might have demanded a reduction in Father’s remaining time.

However, he silently got up from his seat and helped Tiya set the table. During his confinement, he had been provided with regular meals, but he carefully examined his food and consumed only the minimum amount.

The reason he had been able to endure until now was thanks to Tiya, who often snuck in like a thief.

Soon the father and daughter were sitting across from each other, sharing a cozy meal.

“Is there any other daughter who takes such good care of her imprisoned father besides me?”

As always, Tiya never kept her mouth still for a moment. Though Shurkha showed no particular reaction, he would listen to Tiya’s stories and assess the outside situation in his own way.

‘Nothing different from usual.’

Just as he was trying to summarize the situation.

He suddenly felt that this luxurious prison felt like his own manor, like home.

He hadn’t felt this way when he was alone.

It was probably because of this uninvited guest before his eyes.

Unaware of what Shurkha was thinking, Tiya finished her meal and sprawled on the sofa.

Then she rubbed her full belly with satisfaction and whined.

“I’m sleepy now that I’m full… I don’t want to move right now, so let me rest for just a moment—”

“Get out immediately.”

“Tch.”

At Shurkha’s curt response that brooked no argument, Tiya slowly got up. Then, as if suddenly remembering, she pulled out a letter from her bundle.

“I almost forgot! Brother told me to give this to Father.”

Finally, the main point had come.

Rodion’s letters that arrived through Tiya contained more accurate information than the circumstances that could be guessed from Tiya’s words.

He took Rodion’s letter but didn’t open it immediately.

To be honest, it was unexpected.

That Rodion was moving so cooperatively to save him.

Considering the hatred and contempt he had seen in his son’s eyes when looking at him, it wouldn’t have been strange if he had just stood by and watched.

Having finished all her tasks, Tiya headed toward the window to return.

“Father, I’m going back now. Don’t you have anything you want to say to me?”

“Don’t come again.”

“Got it. I’ll come again next time!”

Just as she was about to leap out the window using magic as usual.

Tiya, who had climbed onto the windowsill, jumped back into the room.

Then she scurried back to Shurkha and quietly grasped his sleeve, then his fingertips.

“You know, Father.”

He tried to shake off the warmth touching his hand…

“You know you can’t go anywhere, right?”

Shurkha’s eyebrow twisted crookedly.

Where could he go in this state?

But the following words left him speechless.

“You owe me a debt. So you have to come home.”

He had thought she was barging in recklessly because she didn’t understand the seriousness of the situation.

But the child understood exactly that this was a situation where he might die.

Perhaps…

“So you have to try too, Father. To come home.”

That he had little attachment to life.

Until now, he had lived to create a cure for the White Flower Disease, and he hadn’t hesitated to become the Emperor’s dog for that purpose.

The completion of that White Flower Disease cure was right around the corner.

But seeing the guillotine’s blade dangling at his neck, he felt strangely no regret at all.

And Tiya seemed to see through even that.

Shurkha, who had been silent, opened his mouth to answer.

But Tiya, as if afraid to hear his answer, hurriedly let go of his hand and turned around.

“Then I’m really going now!”

Saying that, she leaped out the window.

Immediately, silence descended on the room again.

“She completely ignores my words telling her not to come.”

He glanced at Tiya’s disappearing figure, then clenched and unclenched the hand the child had touched.

It still seemed like the child’s high body temperature remained on his fingertips.

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Four days later.

The Dominion was in an uproar.

This was because they were facing the trial of Count Valoz, who had gained notoriety as the Emperor’s hunting dog and the poisonous scorpion.

Wherever two or more people gathered, everyone was talking about the Count.

Tiya clung to Rodion’s legs as he was leaving for the Imperial Palace to attend the trial, seeing him off.

“Brother, you have to do well, okay? Okay?”

“Stop asking already. My ears are going to bleed.”

At Tiya’s thirtieth repetition of the same question, Lev, who had come out to see them off, replied coldly.

Rodion patted his bickering siblings’ heads and gave the same answer for the thirtieth time.

“Don’t worry, both of you. I’ll make sure the Count—I mean, Father—can definitely come back.”

Only then did Tiya let go of Rodion.

Then she firmly grasped the hand of Valentina, who was standing behind Rodion, and greeted her.

“Valen, have a safe trip too!”

“Yes, I’ll do well and come back.”

The only ones attending this trial were Rodion and Valentina.

The trial was conducted behind closed doors, with only selected related parties and some high-ranking nobles permitted to observe.

The defendant’s family was no exception. Rodion and Valentina had been summoned as witnesses.

“Well then, I’ll be back, Tiya.”

Leaving behind Tiya and Lev’s worries and encouragement, the carriage began heading toward the Imperial Palace.

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Thud.

The sound of the courtroom door closing echoed unusually loudly. As soon as the judge appeared, the somewhat noisy courtroom fell silent.

“Defendant, Shurkha Valoz.”

The judge’s call rang through the massive courtroom.

The trial that would determine Shurkha’s fate was about to begin.

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