Chapter 185 – Regret
[Wolfgang]
It was so intense that it almost glowed like a fire, with a deep ink-colored glow.
If a black flame existed in this world, would it be that way?
“Hey, can you see?”
“…”
Although Adolf fell into ecstasy for a moment, as if he had been intoxicated by the colors wrapped around his son’s name.
His real party, Wolfgang, crossed his arms and only shrugged his shoulders slightly.
‘So what?’
He didn’t say anything out of his mouth, but his grave expression said it all.
It seems like he has no interest at all.
Of course, Wolfgang had already noticed what the family head wanted to say.
Countless names on that family tree.
Next to Wolfgang, who boasted an overwhelming presence, the name wrapped in a dark light belonged to Conrad, the first head of the family, and the names of the ancestors who were said to have lost their reputation in the past were also shining in their own way.
If so, we can easily guess what that means. In general, it must have been a way to visualize the person’s potential or outstanding points, such as the amount of mana.
“Wolfgang, you are the masterpiece of our Schwartz family.”
Wolfgang’s guess turned to conviction when he saw the head of the family muttering with his arms raised high, as if he were a priest who had received an oracle.
At the same time, I thought it was a little funny.
When I came all the way here, I wondered what the hell I wanted to say.
Is this what it means?
Since the son he gave away is showing off his prominence and is on the road to success, should he pay something in return as a way of thanking the family for passing down such a great lineage?
As he had no good perception of his family, he had no choice but to think that way.
“It’s such an honor.”
“Cancer. Of course you should be honored.”
So Wolfgang muttered in a half-sarcastic tone, but Adolf seemed to take it quite seriously.
What could have been the interpretation of Wolfgang’s expression with his mouth wide open as if he had gotten tired of it?
Adolf stretches out his hand towards his son with the most benevolent face.
There seemed to be a feeling in that touch that Wolfgang had never felt before in his life.
“The purest, strongest Schwartz. The black flame refined in trials. Do you know what that means? My son… You are the hope of our family. No, you are our family itself.”
“…”
The name of that unfamiliar emotion is fatherhood.
Originally, it is a word that calls for the affectionate and sublime feelings of a father caring for her son.
The time to show it, and the situation to show it, have been wrong for a long time.
“I’m sorry for the past 20 years. There were so many things that I couldn’t tell you or me. So I earnestly ask for this opportunity. Wouldn’t you like to become a family again from now on?”
Stretched wrinkled grip.
Although he was the head of a household who looked young for his age, the traces of the years were evident on his hands.
Wolfgang stared at it blankly for a moment, then let out a big sigh.
“…Under!”
Grief, remorse, hatred, anger…
The muddy stream of all sorts of negative emotions mixes with the sound of rough breathing and swirls around.
Disgust creeps in.
As usual, it might have been better if it had been a request to borrow a name to intimidate the neighboring estate, or a proposal to marry a young lady of an unknown family.
But now you come and ask for reconciliation?
What are you going to do by coming here? What else are you trying to do with the bridle of family?
“You are truly disgusting.”
“What?”
If this is the case, I’d rather do it while I’m there.
Wolfgang clearly remembered the gaze of the family head who looked at him as if he were a bug in his childhood.
In the midst of being ignored by everyone with no place to lean on.
If his brothers were so afraid of him, and he was a ‘father’ whom he gave so much respect to, wouldn’t he give him a handful of warmth?
He was the ‘father’ who asked for a private meeting with such thoughts.
Of course, it took more than two weeks for her request to be alone because of her busy schedule and because she was the son of a concubine, not an official wife.
After a long wait, only 3 minutes of interview time was given for Wolfgang.
However, there was not even a single proper conversation between Wolfgang and ‘father’.
‘What are you? Butler. What number of results is this?’
‘This is the twelfth boy. Lord.’
‘Is it like that? Maybe the twelfth stands out in something? Like the first or thirteenth girl, she has paranormal abilities, or her mana suitability is exceptional, or something like that.’
‘Unfortunately, not yet… ‘
‘Sorry.’
Instead of talking with his children, the family head chose a short and concise question and answer with the butler.
And that’s it.
It would have been much better if he had been abusive or even verbally abusive.
If there was an exchange of emotions in that way, it would have meant treating them as children no matter what.
But even that wasn’t there.
An inorganic gaze as if looking at something other than a child.
From that day on, young Wolfgang stopped expecting anything from his ‘father’.
At that time, he was only five years old.
However, how should he accept the favor the current head of household shows toward him?
If he changed his mind after seeing his son who showed results only belatedly, it would be just hateful, and if he had other intentions, it would give him goosebumps.
Either way, she didn’t want to be in the same room with the man in front of her that looked like her.
—Percussion!
Wolfgang roughly brushed away his outstretched hand.
In his heart, he wanted to cut it off, but he didn’t dare to do so, which was the only bond of blood and flesh left in him.
“I’m leaving. You brought Alicia to such a crappy place for no reason.”
“Wait, wait…! I have one more thing to show you. I’m sure if you see the traces of my efforts…”
I heard something shouting and grabbing from behind, but I didn’t care and went outside.
—Stupid!
The door was firmly locked, but it was impossible to block Wolfgang’s steps with such a lock.
“Kyaaak?!”
“What, what is…?”
Hearing the sound of something breaking and being smashed, the people lined up outside the study stepped back in amazement.
Those who clung to Wolfgang, including his sixth older brother Erich and his fifth older sister Marie Rose, to apologize.
“It’s a spectacle.”
Wolfgang looked at their actions and clicked his tongue.
— Rumble… !
“Patriarch! I’m sorry! Please dispose of it…”
“Patriarch, the twelfth said he would forgive me.”
“Patriarch, please give me one more chance!”
“My lord…”
The brothers all ran towards Adolf and knelt down to pray for him.
However, among those numerous children, it seemed that there was not a single person who could properly call their father ‘Father’.
Why did they suddenly start to apologize and hang on to me?
At this level, it would be a waste to call it a damn household.
Wolfgang turned his stiff head from side to side and went outside.
We were only an hour apart, but I already missed Alicia.
* * *
“I’m going to have to get scolded. Sister-in-law.”
—Sureureung!
As soon as Alicia had finished her words, the imperial guards who were watching on both sides of Hasene simultaneously aimed their blades at her throat.
A drop of hot blood dripped from the thin nape of the neck, riding the blades crossed in the shape of an X.
“Uh, how…?”
“Sister-in-law, how could he do this to me? I thought we could have a very good relationship… I’m sorry.”
Drops of her crimson blood ran down her swollen breasts and was about to stain the hem of her clothes before she knew it.
Alicia muttered softly as she took out her handkerchief and wiped it off.
“How could it be… Did you think I would accept the family members that my master dislikes without any vigilance? It was written all over my face. I think my sister-in-law needs to learn how to manage her facial expressions again. I think that’s how her face looks. It’s only after it’s all revealed. How can it be good?”
“…”
Yes.
She thought she had completely fooled Alicia as Ha Seine, but in fact she had been dancing in her hands of Alicia from the beginning.
Upon realizing this fact, Hasene’s red eyes instantly turned into a poisonous light.
“Wow, princess. It’s all a misunderstanding. I can explain everything. This is how it goes…”
“Misunderstand, misunderstand…”
Alicia looked at her as if she were laughing and gave her languid smile.
Why are you making such useless excuses? The more you do, the more the crimes are added.
What the hell would be good for that unfortunate and pitiful sister-in-law?
The master will not like excessive punishment, so for now, let’s educate her in moderation.
“I don’t like those eyes because they uselessly resemble the master’s.”
The symbol of the Solarium family.
Among them, golden mana, representing the direct lineage of the imperial family, began to flow behind Alicia’s back.
“Cut your eyes. Sister-in-law.”
