Chapter 223 – Later Story: The Warmest Winter in the World (5)
Cold sweat breaks out without me knowing. She watched Raylin quietly, wondering if she was playing a prank, but only the innocence unique to a child settled on her face her with her eyes shining.
As a result, the burden is increased. She vigorously offered to solve her problems with her, but she couldn’t go to Linea and say something like, “Your daughter wants to become a black flame witch.”
It was because she was well aware of how much Linea hated herself in her witch days. Also, maybe it’s because of her painful past of her, but she did n’t want to get involved with her witches as much as she could.
In the midst of that, she says that Raylin wants to become a witch, and Shili’s position in her is literally that of a pardon. She ended up in an amicable situation where no one could help.
‘…… But, why is it a witch?’
Why did she choose a witch among so many professions?
‘There’s no way Raylin would have made the decision alone.’
In her childhood of her, she was more easily influenced by others than she thought. There must have been people around Raylin who told stories about the witch of black flames, so she must have come to admire her witch her.
In order to find out the circumstances of her case, it was not difficult to identify her culprit her as she recalled her adults who could influence Raylin.
‘Dremes or Paras.’
Because there were only two witches who came to the mansion to play. If we were to narrow down the culprit to one person, it would most likely be Paras. Dre Meth is busy with the Guild, so he doesn’t come often, but Parras often stops by the mansion to play with her children.
‘She respects the witch of black flame….’
In the end, that woman, Paras, blew a whistle on Laylin. Every time I stop by her mansion her, it’s good to see that she told Reirin about her her heroic story about her about the witch of the black flame.
In short, Raylin is more likely that she wants to be ‘she’s a witch in a story’ rather than she really wants to be a witch. It was similar to how most children who read a fairy tale about a hero punishing the demon king want to become a hero.
A long sigh As she took her handkerchief her from her bosom and wiped away the cold sweat, Seeley tried to put on her bright expression her.
“It is a nice dream. But I wonder how Laylin’s mother hated her.”
“Yes? Ah……”
Reirin’s face turns dark as if she recalls her memories of her of that time.
“After hearing what I had to say, he looked serious and was silent for a while. You don’t know how nervous I was because I felt like I had made a mistake. Then her mother suddenly …….”
“Suddenly?”
She let out her words coldly as Raylin narrowed her eyes sharply.
“No.”
The vocal mimicry was a bit lacking, but this is Linea no matter who sees it. Raylin, who imitates her mother her, is cute, and it’s hard to hold back her laughter because the situation of her time her comes to mind.
Puch. Shili, who covered her mouth and trembled her shoulders, managed to control her emotions her and put her hand her down.
“Yeah, that’s right. Raylin must have been very disappointed.”
“Yes……. I still don’t know why my mother was angry.”
“Is that so. I think I know a little bit.”
I don’t know if her children her who inherited her elven blood her can bind her witch’s seal, but the moment she binds her witch’s seal, Raylin becomes her infertile body her.
To say that her daughter would live her long life as a body unable to give birth to her child, how loud it must have been for Linea’s clothes to explode.
Moreover, the advantage of becoming a witch, ‘her appearance is frozen to her youth her’, was also no advantage to Raylin, who inherited elven blood.
Basically, it’s because elves’ youthful appearance lasts a very long time. So, from Linea’s point of view, she must have accepted her daughter’s offer her to become her witch her as saying, ‘I want to become sterile!’
Esily, who understood Linea’s heart her a hundred times, decided to persuade Raylin. Esily continued her words softly, facing Raylin, who was making her puzzled expression.
“Linea said no because she was worried about Raylin.”
“Mom is me?”
“Okay. Because….”
What should she do to convince Raylin? She would n’t understand if I tried to explain her infertility her or whatever. As she pondered, she smiled at the insight she suddenly had.
“Is Raylin a good father?”
“Yes? Yes……. She really likes it.”
“So what do you think she would be like if she had to be away from her dad for a long time?”
Her Raylin complexion her turned pale in an instant. As if she didn’t want to imagine it, Raylin’s pupils her trembled and muttered in a creeping voice.
“…… How many nights must she be away?”
“Perhaps ten days…… We may have to stay away for a month or so.”
Tears begin to form in her Raylin’s eyes.
“Why, why?”
“That…”
As if she had witnessed an irresistible calamity, Essilie gave off her melancholy and pursed her lips helplessly.
“…… It’s because Raylin said she wanted to become a witch.”
Raylin’s eyes widened. Moisture from her red irises reached the corners of her eyes.
I could feel her pity her, but she is as bad as not doing it if she stops here. Eseely, who had hardened her heart, continued her sad performance her.
“To become a witch, you must first go to the Weaving Turbulence Witch Academy. So it goes without saying that she doesn’t see her dad very often until after graduation, right? Even after graduation, she has to go on business trips to various places to get her apprenticeship ticket off. That is the yoke of witches.”
Raylin bit her lip. She seemed to be trying to hold back her cry, but a tear was already streaming down her pouty eyes.
“That’s why I’m worried about Raylin. Will she be able to endure the fact that she won’t be able to see her favorite father for a long time in order to become a witch …….”
Seeing her slightly open, Reirin’s face distorted. Then she finally burst into tears. As she raised her hand and wiped her eyes, she began to cry.
“Ah, don’t do it…… Witch Oh no…… Heep.”
She was a child who even hiccuped and swallowed her cries. In her childhood her, it is difficult to know how much fear she must have had at not seeing the father she liked, but she seemed to have sincere regret, so there is no need to tell her story more of her. There was no
Seeing her crying Raylin, her heart softens without even realizing it. Was she pushing too hard? Feeling sorry for her, Esily stretched out her arms and hugged her Raylin tightly.
“Sorry. I guess I said too harshly.”
“Huh, geuk…….”
After all, it was just a list of facts, but if it sounded scary to Reirin, it would be right for her to apologize.
He patted Raylin on the back of her, and soothed her crying for a long time.
*
Late evening.
In the moonlit room, Lynea lay on the bed and looked up at her ceiling.
‘…… I can’t sleep.’
Back at her mansion with Theo Rad, Linea first took care of her daughter her. She then cries when Raylin falls into her arms and suddenly tells her that she does n’t want to be a witch, but the reason is unknown to her.
She just gave an awkward smile when I asked Silly just in case. She wasn’t bad as a result, so she didn’t bother trying to figure out what was going on behind her.
Afterwards, Linea helped the chef prepare dinner, and Theorard went out after dinner to have a meeting with the president of Carastain Bank.
Essilly was also going through her papers her in her private room her in her mansion her, because she had to go out to the castle tomorrow to do her business her.
So, in Theorad’s room, Linea was alone. She usually slept with three people, but it was only natural that she couldn’t sleep as she was lying alone on the wide bed.
‘This happened…… Shall we check if the children are sleeping well?’
It’s cold, and she’s worried that maybe she’s trying to sleep with the window open. I closed all the windows an hour ago, but the kids might wake up and open the windows again.
It may sound like nonsense, but Esily’s daughter her, Roselia, had a lot of heat in her body her, so she would often wake up and sleep with the window open.
Then in the morning, she catches a cold without fail, so I’m worried about it.
‘Hmm….’
Maybe you should check the children’s room one more time. The moment Linea made up her mind and put on her slippers, she heard a knock outside.
—Now, little mother. Are you inside?
A youthful yet bright voice. It is Roselia’s voice in her.
“You weren’t sleeping?”
No answer. A puzzled Linea got up from her seat her, and she walked to the door and turned her doorknob. Upon opening her door, Roselia, holding her swan doll tightly in her arms her, was trembling slightly on her shoulders.
Her blue eyes her, resembling lapis lazuli, closely resemble her mother her, Essili. The ends of her black hair her, which hung down to her waist her, were curled inward, and she could be seen wearing a headband similar to Essilly’s usual style her.
“What’s up?”
Roselia raised her head at Linea’s words and grabbed her doll tightly. The two watery eyes were swaying like the surface of the sea.
“That’s because I thought a ghost would come out……”
“Ghost? Why?”
“…… I heard that demons and ghosts are rampant on nights with a full moon.”
Apparently, you read a strange book during the day. It’s not completely unrelated, but ghosts and demons don’t spread when the full moon rises.
However, she cannot return the child who came to her in fear. Linea stroked Roselia’s head once and moved aside.
“Come in. Let’s sleep together today. Sit down at the table first.”
A blush spread across Roselia’s face her.
“Yes!”
After answering vigorously, Roselia steps into her room her. Linea walked over to her shelf, took out a bottle and glass of her milk, and walked over to a table in the center of the room.
She first put her glass in front of Roselia, where she was sitting, warmed her milk with her magic her, and then poured the milk into her glass her.
Roselia, who was curiously looking at the laver rising on top of the milk, grabbed her glass her.
“Okay, I’ll eat well.”
“Okay.”
With her permission her, Roselia raises her glass and gulps down her milk her. Puha—after drinking her milk, Roselia proudly set her glass down, and Linea sat down opposite Roselia, holding her smile her.
“Tasty?”
“Yes. It’s delicious.”
The way she smiled bashfully with milk froth on her lips she was cute. Linea snapped her fingers, and the wet wind blew in and cleaned Roselia’s mouth her.
“But it’s surprising. Roselia I didn’t know you believed in superstition.”
When Linea spoke smirkingly, Roselia became irritated.
“It’s not superstition! It was written in the book!”
“Just because it’s written in a book doesn’t necessarily mean it’s true.”
“Then…”
“On the night of a full moon, the density of mana and magic increases, making it easier for demons to operate, but even so, it only makes maneuvering a little easier, so they don’t run out of control beyond their range of activity.”
Is that so……. When Roselia has a rare expression of her rejected face, she wants to play a joke.
“Roseria. If you want to become the lord of Pelgarin in the future, you have to be superstitious.”
“Huh, huh……. This is just one mistake.”
“Okay? The other day, jerky was said to have demonic energy, so you didn’t want to eat it.”
“Two, two times is fine.”
“Twice?”
As Linea gazed intently, Roselia looked away from her, sweaty. This is because she has not once or twice believed in strange superstitions while devouring many books.
But she didn’t mean to blame it. When I was young, I had little universal knowledge about the world in general, so it was not a strange phenomenon to believe the words of the book as they were.
“By the way, Roselia. Why do you want to become the lord of Pelgarin?”
As she changes the topic, Roselia turns to Linea. Looking at her innocently twinkling eyes in her, she seemed to be asking why did she ask such a thing.
“Yes, because I was born as her mother’s daughter her. It’s natural for her to want to be a good ruler like her mother her.”
That’s normal It’s not easy to be born with the temperament of a leader from a young age.
‘It’s great.’
Linea, who was looking at Roselia happily, spoke.
“And after she becomes a good ruler?”
“Yes?”
“Becoming the lord of Pelgarin won’t be the end of her life. Is there anything she wants to do after becoming a lord?”
Life after becoming a lord.
“Um…….”
Roselia, who was contemplating as she frowned, suddenly blushed. She then cleared her throat once and vigorously puffed out her chest.
“I will meet and marry a man like her father her!”
She comes out wild, so I want to tease her for some reason. Linea leaned back in her chair with her mischief.
“Okay? Then where are you going to meet a man like Theorard?”
“If you look closely at Yeongji, at least one person is-“
“No.”
Roselia’s shoulders trembled at her knife-like answer to her. But she can’t give up. Roselia, who captured her heart her, spoke again.
“Then, if you look closely at the empire…….”
“No.”
“In the continent…….”
“No.”
Roselia’s shoulders droop at her continued short answer her. Roselia, who was wiggling her fingers, looked at Linea, holding on to her last hope of her.
“If you look around the world, there might be at least one…… ?”
It’s the whole world For many years she had been Linea, who had traveled to many countries and talked to countless people, but she had never seen a man like Theo Rad.
Still, would n’t it be too much to destroy her Roselia’s hopes her? Linea, who was agonizing over her troubles her, pursed her lips.
“If you look around the world, at least one person…….”
“As expected, right?”
Her hope-filled eyes her were burdensome, but Linea couldn’t bear to tell a lie. At first, she was meant to play a joke, but why did she end up like this? Linea, who was hesitant, let out a sigh and expressed her true feelings to her.
“Sorry. Also no……”
Thanks to this, Roselia experienced the feeling of frustration for the first time in her life.
