Tia’s Smooth Life After Regression - Chapter 56
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Tiya’s Smooth Regression Life
Chapter 56
The butler patted Tiya’s back, not knowing what to do.
“Oh my, how did you lose His Grace?”
“G-Grandmother and the knights went to the f-forest! Grandmother let go of Tiya’s hand… W-what should I do? Huh? Grandmother is alone in the forest…”
Tiya’s face turned pale.
Thinking that the young granddaughter was worried about her grandmother, the butler spoke reassuringly to comfort Tiya.
“Don’t worry, Miss. His Grace is so strong. Even the starving bears of midwinter wouldn’t dare approach His Grace—”
“All the forest bears will die!”
Ah, so that’s what she was worried about.
Ahem, the butler cleared his throat and immediately changed his words.
“The forest bears will be fine.”
“Really?”
Seeing the youngest miss worrying about the bears’ safety with teary eyes, the butler’s conscience began to prick him.
In truth, His Grace might very well turn all the nearby bear dens upside down while searching for the lost youngest miss.
Just as he was about to tell a white lie out of pity for the adorable youngest miss.
“Found… her!”
A familiar voice was heard from afar.
Tiya perked up her ears and cupped her hands beside them.
“It’s Grandmother!”
Soon Tiya’s room window flew wide open and the northern snow wind rushed into the room.
Along with that snow wind, the Duke leaped through the window and shouted at the butler.
“Butler! My granddaughter has gone missing! Release the wolf dogs to track our granddaughter… Huh?”
Soon the Duke’s gaze fell toward the butler’s legs.
He wondered what lump was attached there, but it was none other than his granddaughter whom he thought he had lost in the forest.
Five-year-old Tiya and the Duke’s eyes met.
The grandparent and grandchild who thought they had lost each other embraced tightly.
“Grandmother! How could you let go of my hand!”
“How could you let go of my hand!”
With the sight of the two scolding each other, the door closed with a thud before eight-year-old Tiya and Astiya’s eyes.
After a brief silence.
“J-just now… my younger self was in the room. Grandmother and the butler too!”
Tiya, who had been frozen in place from shock at seeing another version of herself, forcefully twisted the door handle again.
However, unlike before, the door wouldn’t budge.
“That’s strange. It opened just fine earlier.”
Winter asked Tiya, who was struggling with the door.
“When you were young… did something like that happen?”
“Yes! Grandmother once let go of my hand and I got lost.”
I think I was genuinely worried as a child that Grandmother might strike the forest bears with lightning while searching for me, just like before.
Thinking about it now, that couldn’t have happened.
Then, Winter, who had been stroking his chin in thought, nodded.
“I have a hypothesis about lucid dreams and this strange castle. I need to confirm it, so try opening other doors too.”
Tiya gave up on the door that wouldn’t open and looked around.
After much deliberation about which one to choose, she stood before a magnificent pure white marble door.
If Tiya’s memory was correct, it was the door to the Great Hall inside Vladijef Manor.
She had heard it was a space used for hosting parties at the manor.
As far as Tiya could remember, no parties had ever been held at Vladijef Manor.
This was because Mother’s hereditary disease had manifested from the year Tiya was born, leaving no one to host parties.
“That door?”
“Yes, I’ve never seen inside it. I want to see what it looks like, even if it’s just in a dream.”
“…Wait, not that door, try another—”
Before Winter could stop her, Tiya forcefully threw open the door before her.
The first thing that greeted them was an overwhelmingly thick floral scent that felt suffocating.
Mixed within it was a subtle incense fragrance and a solemn requiem.
And people dressed entirely in black.
There was no glamorous and joyful social party that Tiya had imagined.
Inside the Great Hall that Tiya had seen but now couldn’t remember, Mother’s funeral was taking place.
“Hypothesis confirmed. Close the door.”
Winter said dryly from behind Tiya.
Just as she was about to close the door without watching any longer as he said, a familiar child’s back caught Tiya’s attention.
She recognized who it was immediately.
“Wait, there’s a tiny me there too.”
After hesitating briefly, Tiya stepped into the room.
Winter irritably followed her in while scolding Tiya.
“Why are you going in? I said the confirmation is done.”
“I just… didn’t want to leave her alone, so without realizing it…”
“You saw earlier. The people in this room can’t perceive us.”
“Even so…”
…Should I just grab her and run?
As long as he had a physical body, overpowering an eight-year-old kid wouldn’t be a problem.
Right. Let’s snatch up this baby crow who doesn’t even know she’s fallen from the nest and is busy chirping around.
Just as he had made up his mind.
The tiny child that Tiya was following caught his eye.
If this was the Countess’s funeral… that small child would be only four years old.
Yet the child, left alone and wandering here and there, showed no particular expression.
She just looked around desperately as if searching for someone.
The strength left Winter’s hand that was about to grab Tiya’s neck.
‘I’m really getting soft.’
Tsk, he was clicking his tongue when.
Four-year-old Tiya, who had somehow left the massive hall and turned a corner, hurriedly stepped back and hid behind the wall.
“What did she see to act like that?”
To see what the child had seen, Tiya and Winter also craned their necks around the corner.
They could see Shurkha and Duke Vladijef standing not far away.
The atmosphere was more than tense—it was murderous.
“Gasp, at this rate our Grandmother will hit Father—”
Thwack!
Tiya’s words became seeds that bore fruit.
Grandmother really did throw a punch at Father’s face.
Tiya covered her mouth, and Winter commented calmly as if it were someone else’s business.
【That hit really connected, didn’t it?】
As he said, Shurkha with his sturdy build staggered.
Even while wiping the blood from his split lip, Shurkha showed no further reaction and just looked at his mother with dry eyes.
A face stripped of the emotions that humans should have.
Finally, the Duke raised her voice.
“Foolish boy. What possessed you to commit such foolishness!”
“…”
“According to family law, I will strip you of your title as Count and remove you from the Vladijef registry.”
While Grandmother’s eyes blazed with fire, Father’s eyes were completely empty.
He simply removed the family head’s ring from his finger and returned it without regret, only answering.
“Do as you wish. Then I shall take my leave now.”
As the son turned to leave, the Duke called out to him in a somber voice.
“Shurkha.”
The son’s steps slowed considerably, but he didn’t turn around. Speaking to his back, his mother said.
“Someday, when you feel resentful about what happened today, come to me for revenge.”
At those words, slowly, the son turned to look at his mother.
“Whenever it may be, for whatever reason, it’s fine as long as you return to the North. Even if not as a Vladijef, there are plenty of places for you to stay in the North.”
To the mother who told him to take revenge on her, the son replied.
“You speak words I cannot understand. I know my sins. Your Grace merely acted according to family law, and that is no reason for revenge.”
Four-year-old Tiya, who had been watching the mother and son, could no longer endure staying there and fled.
As the owner of the memory moved away, the figures of the mother and son began to blur.
Four-year-old Tiya crossed the long corridor leading to the Great Hall, crying out urgently.
“Brother! Father is in trouble! Father is being scolded by the scary grandmother.”
Eight-year-old Tiya and Winter followed behind her.
And finally, at the end of the corridor.
Rodion, whom young Tiya had been so desperately searching for, came into view.
The face of four-year-old Tiya, which rarely showed changes in expression, brightened completely.
But unfortunately, the timing was poor.
The blonde hair of the eleven-year-old boy, who was crouched down as if hiding from people’s gazes, was stained with something like black ink.
What dripped from the ends of his hair gradually expanded Rodion’s shadow.
Now Tiya knew what that sign meant.
“Spirit rampage…”
But four-year-old Tiya didn’t understand what was happening.
“Brother?”
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