The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 9
Instead of David, it was Radis who clutched her brother’s armor tightly over her chest and donned it when she took the academy’s entrance examination.
Then, she was the one who headed to Monsterwood. The subjugation was as terrible as people said.
However Robert, the captain of the imperial subjugation squad, was tired of teaching frightened newbies kindly. He used force instead.
He was the one who trained Radis.
And Radis survived.
She went hunting several times even as she inhaled miasma, and she continued to survive.
That allowed David to be appointed as a fully-fledged knight.
Hailing from House Tilrod, David became a Sergeant.
Everyone in the family jumped for joy. However throughout all of this, Radis had to hide in her remote, detached room that was prepared for her.
Because she had absorbed too much miasma, and her skin had turned into a purplish hue.
“You’ll get better if you rest. Sleep well.”
Margaret was no longer being rude to Radis.
She had a cozy bed and good food.
For the first time in her life, Radis had finally established herself inside the Tilrod family’s fence.
Radis was happy.
She laughed along with the laughter she could hear from far away.
The celebration continued for her family. Her parents, David and Jurich were ecstatic.
Radis went on the subjugation as though she was chasing after Margaret. And there were times that she went out twice in one season.
But now, even if she rested or slept well… Radis wouldn’t get better.
Zade, who had started a trading business, had failed every single time. The family’s money was falling through shallow hands, and now they were up to their necks in debt because it was spent on all this glamor.
David had new armor, Margaret and Jurich had new dresses and jewelry, Samhar tea was brought in, and they were planning to extend the mansion…
All of that needed money.
How could she relax in this household?
If she went to a temple and received a purification ritual, then the miasma in her body would disappear even if it cost a little money. But Margaret didn’t allow it.
“Are you even using your head? Wouldn’t everyone find it strange that you’ve been infused with miasma?”
Radis had endured until now. Not only did she endure, but she found a way to keep her spirits up despite everything.
Because of that, she would have been able to withstand the purification and become stronger.
The more she went beyond adversity, the more brilliant Radis’ sword shone.
Soon, she became a squadron leader.
Her sacrifice increased the Tilrod family’s honor.
David became one of the most decorated knights in the South, and Jurich was able to have a big wedding and a considerable dowry because of the magic stones that Radis brought.
She continued participating in subjugation expeditions even until that day.
And so, she faced a miserable death alone.
Radis opened her eyes.
Soft sunlight tickled her cheeks.
“Didn’t I… die?”
Radis slowly rose to her feet. Her body was strangely light.
Her limbs weren’t heavy and stiff, nor was there any pain from within her. It didn’t feel as if her blood vessels and muscles were being torn from inside out by the miasma infused into her body.
Besides that, her skin was clear.
Her skin was immaculate.
It was supposed to have turned purple because of the miasma, but it was completely normal right now.
No matter how high-ranking the priest was who performed the purification ritual on her, it would be impossible to completely purify a body that was contaminated to the point of death.
The skin on her hands was soft, too.
Her hands had always been rough like the bark of a tree from all the times she held a sword and handled leather, but it looked like her hands had reverted to when she was a child.
Radis looked around.
This wasn’t her room in the annex.
It was her room at the main house where she spent her childhood.
Feeling strange, she walked to the shabby vanity table and took a hand mirror there.