The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 224
Chapter 224
Translator: Yonnee
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Before Yves Russell’s eyes, the emperor’s beard noisily shook.
Not just the beard, but his shoulders, and even the belly bulging over his tight pants, all shook together.
Yet, despite such body-shaking laughter, the emperor’s eyes were not smiling at all.
Yves Russell patiently waited for the emperor’s laughter to end.
After a while, when the laughter ceased, the emperor said,
“I didn’t know you were such an amusing human. The future of the Marquisate seems bright indeed.”
Emperor Claude smoothed his disheveled beard and said,
“But young Marquis, as much as I respect your youthful blood, I cannot place a Geas on the empire’s Marquis. Besides, even if I were to place a Geas on you… it wouldn’t be much fun.”
As the emperor flicked his fingers, the large rings clinked against each other.
“But that girl, she seems like she could entertain me. Hey, young Marquis. I don’t know how things turned out this way, but are you aware that my third son, my lovely Olivier who was born by devouring his mother, wants that girl?”
The emperor covered his mouth with his hand, snickering with suppressed laughter.
“How do you think he will react if I place a Geas on her? Will he still be able to feign calmness then?”
Shock, disbelief, anger, and scorn sequentially crossed Yves Russell’s face, eventually leaving it completely hollow.
Seeing his expression, Emperor Claude burst into triumphant laughter.
“If I use that girl as bait, it seems there won’t just be one fish getting hooked! How amusing, truly amusing!”
The emperor strode leisurely toward the stairs leading to the archives.
A grinding noise came from Yves Russell’s clenched teeth.
He tasted blood in his mouth.
It was bitter and metallic.
The taste of regret.
He wanted to make that madman taste this flavor as well. But that was impossible. That lunatic was the emperor of the empire.
‘Is this what I wanted?’
Yves Russell felt disillusioned.
He thought of another madman.
His father, Noah Russell, whose face he couldn’t even remember.
A man who claimed to see letters floating in thin air.
He secretly gathered mages for bizarre gatherings, bought magical artifacts and magic stones, and conducted terrible experiments.
When Emperor Claude summoned the six dukes, Noah Russell was found passed out, having drunk the blood of monsters.
Yves Russell wanted to erase it all.
He wanted to regain the title that was lost due to his father’s mistakes.
He wanted to mock his uncle, who claimed to do everything for the family but, in truth, had achieved nothing except the execution of his older brother.
He thought that regaining the dukedom and bringing prosperity to the South would allow him to look at the world squarely, without having to wrap himself in a black cloak to keep out the cold.
He believed happiness would come someday.
‘But what’s the point if Radis isn’t by my side?’
He covered his face with his hands.
* * *
Of course, Radis had no intention of meekly accepting the Geas.
‘I saw it earlier. That was also a spell. Just like I shattered Sir Klaudio’s sword aura, I might be able to break the Geas.’
However, Radis was not sure if she could break a spell that had already been taken by the body.
Moreover, Daniel’s condition was extremely frail and getting worse.
She didn’t want to take a gamble with her teacher’s life.
‘If there’s a safe way to remove the Geas, that method would be best for the teacher.’
She decided to put out the immediate fire first.
She would accept the Geas now to free Daniel from his, and then try to find a way to break her own using her strength.
‘Can I do it?’
Radis touched her forehead.
The spot where the woman in the illusion had pricked her still felt sore.
‘No, it wasn’t an illusion.’
That woman had definitely passed something onto her when she pricked her forehead.
Then, the sound of bustling footsteps came from behind her.
“Goodness, why are you just standing here?”
The emperor had come down to her side.
He seemed to have a hard time descending the stairs, and now he was panting heavily.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead with a perfumed handkerchief, the emperor asked in a sinister tone,
“What’s the matter? Are you perhaps afraid?”
Radis looked at him as if to say he was asking something obvious.
‘Does this man lack the ability to empathize…?’
If things went wrong, Radis could end up bearing two Geas and being tossed around at the whim of this wicked, grossly large emperor.
It was natural for her to be afraid.
Radis nodded.
“Yes.”
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