âR, Reaper?â
âIâm not a reaper, Iâm Roselina, your sister.â
I felt sorry for the child who mistook me for a reaper, but I smiled without distorting my expression.
âIf my face gets messy now, the child will think itâs all his fault.â
I approached the child carefully.
âWhoâ¦â¦â¦ ? Rose?â
âDid you know about me?â
When asked, the child nodded cautiously.
âI heard the director and Elizabeth talking.â
âI see.â
âSorry, Iâm sorry. Iâm sorry!â
Suddenly, the child began to beg for his hands.
âIâm a bad kid. I shouldnât have overheard it, but I did!â
The childâs face was in fear, showing how abusive the head of the orphanage and Elizabeth had been.
âItâs all right.â
I spoke quietly at a slight distance so that the child wouldnât be scared.
Of course, the child didnât hear at first.
Still, I kept talking.
âItâs okay, itâs not your fault.â
âSorry, sorryâ¦â¦â¦.â
âItâs okay, you didnât do anything wrong.â
After repeating it several times, the child seemed to have heard me.
The child opened his eyes wide.
bright green eyes glistening wet
âItâs all rightâ¦â¦â¦â¦?â
âYes, Iâm really fine. You didnât do anything wrong. I did the wrong thing.â
âYes, yes? What do you mean, I donât know. Iâm sorryâ¦â¦.â
âI should have picked you up earlier, and I shouldnât have let you come here in the first place. Iâm sorry.â
The childâs eyes were wide open.
Even though he was about to overflow with tears, the child held back his tears.
âItâs late, but Iâm here to pick you up now. Letâs go home.â
âOh, homeâ¦â¦? Do I have a home?â
âOf course, you have a home and a father and an older brother. Because youâre the precious youngest son of Brighton.â
âUwaaahhâ
The child couldnât hold back any longer and burst into tears.
I snuggled up the crying child.
The child was too light even though he was 14 years old, a time of growing up.
To the point where Iâm scared that the child will break if I hold him a little too hard.
The slow development of the child, which seemed a few years younger than my age, told me how hard it was for the child.
âDonât worry about anything now.â
I patted the child on the back.
So that the child can cry as much as he wants.
after a long time the child calmed down
I let the child drink water out of the inventory.
âOh, thank youâ¦â¦â¦â¦.â
The child drinking water was cute.
âDrink this, too.â
âYes.
It was a nutritional potion for patients who had to supplement their nutrition.
The child who drank the potion asked me.
âButâ¦â¦â¦â¦â¦â¦â
âYes. Why?â
âWhatâs my name?â
Even when the child was swollen, he looked up at me with sparkling eyes.
âName?â
I donât know either.
I was a little embarrassed, but I didnât want to disappoint the child.
âCan I name you?â
âYes! I like it!â
When asked carefully, the child nodded willingly.
After thinking for a while, I looked into the childâs eyes.
âHow about Leonhardt?ââ
âLeonhardtâ¦â
âYou are stronger than anyone else. Thereâs no name that suits you better. It means stronger than a lion.â
âWow, thatâs great!â
Ah, Leonhardt liked it, clapping his hands.
I patted him on the head and added.
âLetâs make your nickname Heart. You will be loved more than anyone else.â
âA, all rightâ¦â¦â¦â¦â¦.â
When I finished speaking, I was taken aback now.
It was because Leonhardtâs eyes were teary.
âShall we go now?â
âYes!â
After a while, Leonhardt calmed down and we left the attic together.
As soon as I came out, I shot a slingshot and smashed the attic.
âOh, myâ¦â
âOh, Iâm sorry. Were you scared? I was so angry that I couldnât control myself.â
âNo, I think youâre really strong. Itâs coolâ¦â¦â¦!â
I was worried that Leonhardt might have been scared, but fortunately he wasnât.
âWhatâs going on?â
âWhat are you talking about?â
The children who were sleeping in the room rushed out at the loud noise.
The children alternately looked at me holding Leonhardtâs hand.
âWhat? Why are you taking the unnamed kid?â
âShouldnât we tell the director?â
âWhy is the unnamed bastard raising his head in front of us? Hey, wonât you put your head down?â
Leonhardtâs shoulders fell as the children began to talk.
I canât believe even these young children were treating Leonhardt like that.
âI canât move on like this, even though theyâre children.â
After I stopped, I looked through the children standing in the hallway one by one.
âWhy? Because Hart is my brother. Heâs my one and only precious brother in the world.â
âI wonât let anyone act recklessly with my brother. Like the room I just destroyed. Does anyone have any complaints?â
Of course, there could not have been any complaints.
I passed through the silent children.
By the time I almost passed.
âTake me with you!â
cried a child standing in front of me.
âI want to get out of here, too!â
The child seemed desperate.
That kid was one of the few who didnât stare at Leonhardt.
âAll right, then youâll come with me.â¦â¦â¦â
But the next moment.
The child fell to the floor due to a strong kick from behind.
âWhat is thisâ¦â¦â¦!â
When I looked back hurriedly, I saw Elizabeth in a cold sweat.
âRoselina! Are you interrupting me?â
Elizabeth stared at me with spiteful eyes even though she couldnât control herself properly in pain.
âI wonât quit! Iâm gonna kill you!â
âItâs strange.â
I muttered as I saw Elizabeth staggering at me.
âDonât tell me you think Iâm here alone, and you believe you can move on if Iâm the only one who takes care of it?â
âWhat, whatâ¦?â
âI couldnât have come alone. Iâm not a fool like you.â
I pointed to the window. Elizabethâs neck creaked back toward the window.
âItâs nice that the window is big.â
You can see the full force of Brighton knights.
The knights surrounded the entire fence so that no one could get out of here.
âWell, anyway, there are chimeras here-!â
âOh, those chimeras? Iâm sorry, but Iâve tamed them all.â
I pointed to the chimeras gathered on one side of the garden.
The chimeras who heard my voice gasped and wagged their tails wildly.
Elizabethâs face was horribly distorted when she saw it.
âAh! Roselina!â
Elizabeth rushed at me to see if there was any more place to retreat.
âArgh! Roselinaâ!â
I covered Leonhardtâs eyes so that he wouldnât see.
Elizabeth jumped up and down, perhaps more annoyed by the appearance.
But â
The sword behind her cut Elizabeth with a single stroke.
âArgh!â
Elizabeth, who fell on the floor, wriggled.
âW, who the hellâ¦â¦â¦â¦!â
Elizabeth looked back and was shocked.
There stood the Duke of Brighton with a cold look.
âSo, did I come here alone?â
I grinned and mocked Elizabeth.
Iâm the only one who can move using the location tracker, so I just came first.
I shared the whole situation with the Duke of Brighton and Leodor, of course.
The first thing I did when I arrived near the Hope for the Poor was to find the coordinates here and inform the Duke.
âElizabeth Moliot. You will be stripped of your nobility and executed without trial. Appreciate the presence of children right now. Otherwise I would have cut your throat myself.â
The duke spoke coldly and signaled, and the knights arrested Elizabeth.
The duke gripped the handle of the sword hard.
He seemed to want to cut Elizabeth with a sword right away.
âFather, hereâs our youngest.â
I called his attention.
As soon as I finished speaking, the duke opened his eyes.
âOh, that childâ¦â¦â¦â¦.â
I whispered to Leonhardt as I saw the Duke walking carefully.
âHart. Heâs our father.â
Then I removed the hand that covered Leonhardtâs eyes.
âF, Fatherâ¦â¦?â
âChild, itâs your first time seeing me. I am your father.â
The duke knelt down in front of Leonhardt.
Leonhardt looked up at me. As if he;s asking me.
âYou can go and hug him.â
Leonhardt, who heard me, approached the Duke timidly and hugged him.
The Duke, who held Leonhardt tightly, was speechless for a moment.
âThank you. Thank you for living, thank you for holding outâ¦â¦â¦.â
âOh, myâ¦â
Eventually, Leonhardt burst into tears again.
After organizing everything, we returned to the Brighton mansion.
âYoungest, you were really alive!â
Leodor, who had to stay to protect the mansion, was waiting at the main gate crying.
And a few days later, Elizabeth was put to death.
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