The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 261
Chapter 261
Translator: Yonnee
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Radis, still pointing her sword at the mage, turned her head to look behind her.
At the entrance of the dungeon stood Olivier.
He spoke once more.
“It’s dangerous. Come over here.”
Radis turned back to the mage. At that moment, the man pulled something from his chest and shouted.
“…ike this, just take it all!”
He tore something and reached into the magical artifact. As his hand touched the thorny mass, Regia sliced through his arm.
“Aaaah!”
With a horrific scream, the man disappeared. Olivier spoke in a low voice.
“A teleportation scroll… With that, he could have instantly moved the magic stone to the Magic Tower. Long-distance scrolls are rare, even at the Magic Tower. It was a decent attempt.”
Radis swung Regia, quickly severing the mage’s arm that was embedded in the artifact. She then looked at the thorny mass with a pained expression.
“Alexis…!”
Olivier grasped her shoulder.
“The Empress’s knights will be here soon. We need to leave.”
“I can’t leave her.”
Olivier looked at Radis with sorrowful eyes.
“I’m sorry, but we can’t do that right now. The seal is already at its limit. We don’t know what will happen if we remove Hestia from that crude magical artifact.”
“……!”
“Radis, I’ll explain everything. We need to get out of here first.”
Clenching her teeth, Radis asked Regia in her mind.
‘Regia, can you break that seal?’
Regia replied in a despairing voice.
[ No. That’s a Kronos seal. Not even I can break it. And if that seal breaks, Alexis might… she might go berserk…! No, she definitely will… ]
Radis realized that staying wouldn’t help.
Reluctantly, she followed Olivier. Regia’s wails pained her heart.
[ Noooooo! Alexis, Alexis…! ]
As soon as they exited the dungeon, they saw the Lebeloia knights swarming toward the spire.
Moving as if familiar with the terrain, Olivier led her through the underbrush, avoiding the knights’ eyes.
Radis followed him without a word.
He stopped in a moonlit clearing.
Radis spoke as she looked at his back.
“Now, please explain everything.”
Olivier turned to face her in front of a dilapidated, roofless gazebo.
Radis was surprised to see such a beautiful man with a face marked by such sorrowful misery.
Olivier began to speak.
“Everything… I feel I can tell you everything. Where should I start? Perhaps from the death of my mother.”
With an ethereal gaze, he began to tell her a story from long ago.
“My mother, Ziartine Pelletier, gave birth to me in that spire and then died. Afterward, rumors spread that her ghost haunted this place, and no one dared to come here.”
In the darkness, his eyes grew darker.
“I was the only one who wanted to meet her ghost. Every night, like a mouse, I sneaked into the tower looking for Ziartine’s ghost. But what I found wasn’t a ghost, it was the truth… The truth that the Empress had stolen the Emperor’s treasure and was conducting horrific experiments under this spire.”
Olivier continued his story in an emotionless voice.
“Thirteen years ago, a change occurred in Alexis’s seal, which had been dormant for nearly five hundred years. That was the first instance of the ‘black flames’. The Empress was deeply captivated by those terrifying yet marvelous flames.”
At the mention of ‘black flames’, Radis grimaced and furrowed her brows.
She had seen a similar phenomenon inside the Womb.
That intense temptation awaited her at the end of the pain when her entire body seemed like it would be torn apart by the immense mana.
‘Burn everything.’
It was sheer luck that she managed to resist that temptation.
If the necklace hadn’t glowed at that moment.
If the small flower Yves had given her wasn’t inside it.
If Luu hadn’t helped her and handed her Regia.
…She would have undoubtedly succumbed to the allure of the black flames.
Olivier continued.
“The Empress conspired with the ‘black mages,’ who were fugitives from the Magic Tower, to steal Alexis’s seal. Then she began experiments in this tower to weaponize the black flames.”
Recalling the horrific scene in the dungeon, Radis sighed.
“Why? Why would the Empress want to create such a weapon?”
A bitter smile appeared on his lips.
“Ambition. That is the reason.”
“And the black mages? Do they not realize what kind of consequences this could lead to?”
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