Tia’s Smooth Life After Regression - Chapter 31

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Tiya’s Smooth Regression Life

Chapter 31

“So Valentina had an older brother too.”

If Valentina was that pretty, how dazzling must her family be?

Winter casually asked Tiya, who was curious about Valentina’s family.

【Why don’t you go see? At least you’ll be able to see his face.】

“Would that be okay?”

【What’s wrong with it? I happened to have something I wanted to confirm too.】

Hop.

Tiya jumped down from the bed and looked up at Winter intently as she asked.

“What is it?”

【I think I’ll finally be able to tell for sure whether Valentina Dantal is a bad child or a good child.】

It was certain that she was a spy.

But the reason he was still making this final confirmation was because he couldn’t be sure if she was an ‘enemy of Vladijef.’

If he was lucky, he might be able to learn at least part of the true intentions of the Thorn King who had taken his family’s lives.

With such expectations, Winter headed to Valentina’s room together with Tiya.

* * *

Valentina’s room.

Sitting across from Valentina was a man whose attire was somewhat light for the season.

Lucien Dantal.

The legitimate son of House Dantalion, a great noble family of the South, and Valentina’s half-brother, had nothing in common with Valentina except for his dark blonde hair.

His skin tanned by the hot southern sun, narrow eyes, and habitual sneer.

Lucian, who had been casually swinging his crossed leg, smiled lightly when his eyes met the maid’s.

The maid blushed and hurriedly finished serving tea before rushing out of the room.

Lucian clicked his tongue with a disappointed expression and spat out his words.

“The house rat is being treated like nobility here. More comfortable than at home, isn’t it?”

As if accustomed to the sarcastic words, Valentina’s smile didn’t waver in the slightest.

“That’s not true. Even if this were the imperial palace, I would have missed home.”

“Really? Since the messenger bird didn’t bring back proper answers, I thought you’d forgotten your duties because you were enjoying it here.”

What was bound to come had come.

Lucian’s hands on his knees tensed up. Valentina put on an innocent look and spoke meekly.

“The youngest daughter of this house was sick. I thought if I helped her, it would be easier to gain people’s trust… But while I was treating her, the messenger bird left.”

“You used your head quite well.”

Lucian’s hand gently grasped his sister’s disheveled hair.

At that seemingly affectionate touch, the moment Valentina swallowed her breath.

“But you’re still stupid.”

Bang!

Her hair was yanked and her forehead struck the table. Then, under the pressure grinding down on the back of her head, Valentina squeezed her eyes shut.

“This is why those born lowly are no good. Is your judgment more important than father’s orders?”

This bastard.

Valentina’s magic power began to run wild.

It meant that Rose, the spirit that had made its nest in her body, was just as angry.

Valentina gritted her teeth and suppressed her anger, and Rose’s anger.

Getting rid of this stupid half-brother was something she could do right now.

Even at Rose Castle, she had killed him over a hundred times in her mind.

Whether by putting plant poison in his drinking water, or by strangling his horse’s ankles with thorn vines to make him fall.

The Duke and Duchess of Dantalion didn’t know how excellent a spirit mage Valentina was and underestimated her.

They probably thought she could at most sprout seeds in her palm.

Someday that carelessness would strangle them.

Valentina was enduring everything for that day, the day she would escape from the curse magic of Dantalion Castle’s mage.

“You’re so stupid you can’t even understand a single order properly. What should I do with you? Hm?”

“I’m, I’m sorry.”

Her voice trembling with anger fortunately sounded quite frightened.

“Tsk. Go heal your wounds. If that pretty face gets scarred, your value will drop.”

Only then did the strength in Lucian’s hand ease slightly.

Because she raised her head too hastily, a few strands of hair were torn out, but Valentina nodded with a submissive expression.

“Yes, thank you.”

While Valentina was healing her wounds, something out of place caught Lucian’s eye as he looked around.

A palm-sized wooden box fallen on the carpet.

It was a crude object that didn’t match the room full of luxury items at all. Lucian kicked the wooden box with his toe.

“What’s this now.”

“That’s…”

Lucian didn’t miss the dismay that flashed across his sister’s face for a moment. His eyes gleamed viciously.

It seemed to be something Valentina had dropped during the recent commotion.

“Must be precious? Is it some memento from that lowly thing?”

Then Lucian picked up the wooden box and examined the inside, his lips twisting. A chill ran down Valentina’s spine.

“Tina, shall we play that game we used to play?”

“I don’t really know what you’re talking about…”

“You know, how you used to hide and run around all day, or get chased. This time it’s not hide-and-seek but treasure hunting.”

Well, if something like this can even be called treasure.

Lucian muttered playfully and leisurely got up from his seat.

“So the seeker will be hiding the treasure, so you can’t peek. If your spirit happens to be spotted, I’ll kill it even if I have to cut out your spirit mark.”

Even until the moment Lucian left the room giggling, Valentina didn’t move from her spot.

Click.

Only after realizing that the door had closed and she was completely alone did Valentina’s teeth show.

“Bastard.”

She clenched her fist so hard that her nails dug into her palm. Still without unclenching her fist, Valentina spoke as if chewing her words.

“When the time comes, I’ll definitely kill you.”

That blood-soaked anger didn’t reach Tiya, who was pacing outside the door, but it was enough to reach Winter.

In the middle of the room.

No one, not even Winter himself, could know what Winter’s expression was like as he looked down at Valentina.

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Lucian said he wanted to see with his own eyes the place where his beloved sister was staying.

Guided by the butler, he examined Vladijef Manor to his heart’s content and only prepared to leave in the late afternoon.

“Your expression is dark.”

In front of the carriage.

At Lucian’s shameless words, Valentina barely composed her expression and raised the corners of her mouth defiantly.

“…I’m sad because you’re leaving, brother.”

“I spoiled you too much.”

Lucian ruffled his sister’s hair.

Because it only looked affectionate, none of the employees noticed.

“I’ve hidden it somewhere in this manor’s garden, so make sure to find it well.”

That the smile disappeared from Valentina’s face at Lucian’s brief words.

Soon the carriage left the manor, and Valentina stayed in that spot until the carriage was out of sight.

When she turned around, Valentina’s steps headed not toward the garden, but inside the manor.

Inwardly, he was hurling terrible curses at Lucian, but his outward appearance remained perfectly calm, showing no sign of disturbance.

Putting his heart in a box and wrapping it tightly with thorny vines so that not a single emotion would leak out.

He had survived by hiding himself like this, disguising his emotions.

This situation was no different.

There was no point in falling for such provocation—it would only waste his time. So.

‘I don’t need some stupid keepsake.’

‘It’s not like having it will bring Mother back to life.’

‘What matters is surviving.’

Think rationally. Finding the keepsake box in that garden would be impossible.

Maybe that bastard had already thrown it away, or hidden it in his pocket.

Yes. That was entirely possible.

Nevertheless, somewhere in his mind, the voice saying ‘I still have to find it’ wouldn’t disappear.

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