The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 180

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Chapter 180

Translator: Yonnee

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Daniel smiled and shook his head.

“Did you reach that conclusion just because of the name Radis had uttered at the New Year’s banquet? You’re truly remarkable.”

Casually brushing his fingertips against the books of the shelf next to him, Olivier answered.

“Until then, I’d already been searching for the whereabouts of the writer named Armano. However, the manuscript had been completed after it had been passed down the hands of several people, so the original author was unknown. I never could have imagined that it was you all along.”

Olivier continued.

“The girl named Angela must have been modeled after Radis. I was only half-sure at first, but… When I played around with the flipped pronunciation of the Dolrit Village, it sounded oddly similar to her family name—Tilrod.”

Daniel brought his hands together.

“As the novel’s writer, I feel elated. This is meant to be a place of quietude, but I’m filled with the urge to clap.”

Daniel smiled broadly, revealing his pearly whites.

Then, he pointed at himself.

“But, that’s all there is to it. Your Highness, you are aware of what I’m shackled to, yes?”

Olivier nodded.

“Of course I know. I’m simply a big fan of your book, and I’m simply happy to meet the author.”

Pausing for a moment, Olivier handed him Radis’s letter.

Recognizing Olivier’s hesitation, Daniel read the letter with a smile.

“Ah, my cute, lovely disciple.”

After reading through Radis’s mysterious letter, Daniel chuckled.

“You still have it wrong. Instead of wishing it for others…”

With affectionate eyes, he read the last line that Radis had written.

“…You’re the one who should always be happy.”

Daniel smiled brightly, holding Radis’s letter in one hand.

“Your Highness, as you know, I am completely bound by oath. To keep that oath, I’ve given up everything, and that’s why I’m here. However…”

Daniel’s smile grew stronger.

“I love that child. I don’t want her to ever be unhappy.”

Looking at Daniel, who was standing at the dead end, Olivier realized at that moment that Daniel, and only Daniel, was the one standing before him.

As the statue’s expression changed, a beautiful smile appeared on Olivier’s features.

“Sir Sheldon, I love her as well.”

Olivier then took Radis’s letter from Daniel, who had become frozen in shock.

After that, the prince turned away from the knight and left the bookshelves’ walls.

Joel, who had been blocking the path, followed behind him like a shadow.

Olivier spoke.

“Tell Yael to go to your maternal grandfather and inform him—the Emperor already knows everything.”

Joel’s eyes went wide. He whispered back in a hurry.

“Is that true? Is Your Highness certain that the Emperor knows everything?”

“Evidence enough is how Sir Sheldon is not dead. “

Olivier continued.

“He knows all about the fact that the missing seal is in the Empress’s hands, and that the Empress has been planning something with the ‘dark mages’. That’s why he had sent Sir Sheldon—who’s bound to him by oath and could not betray him—to the South to investigate Alexis Tilrod.”

“……!”

A smile made its way to the prince’s lips.

“Of course, he never imagined that Sir Sheldon had dreams of becoming a writer and would write a novel based on the tales of Alexis Tilrod. Well, technically speaking, he hadn’t breached the oath because the duration of his investigation had not been specified, whether it would be one year or six years. And besides, it’s not considered to be betrayal even if he went ahead and published a novel based on his findings.”

Joel showed nothing but shock and incredulity on his face.

“Wasn’t Sir Sheldon afraid of the Geas?”

“Sir Sheldon must have thought that it’s worth challenging it. After all, it’s not because he’s afraid of death that he’s trying to keep his oath. It’s thanks to this that things have become quite interesting.”

“Interesting?! Everything almost went wrong!”

Joel turned as white as a sheet.

“Until now, hasn’t Your Highness been moving on the premise that the Emperor doesn’t know anything? If we knew otherwise…”

While walking along a wall and listening to what Joel was saying, Olivier burst into laughter.

“The Emperor despises me no matter what, yet he wants me to have become the crown prince just for the sake of defaming the Empress and Charles. After doing so, that’s when he’ll get rid of me.”

Hearing all this, Joel turned from deathly pale to outright blue.

“Is that the kind of thing you should be saying with a smile, Your Highness? Your Highness!”

With the wind rising up the walls, Olivier’s collar fluttered greatly.

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