Chapter 132

Chapter 132

Mommy!!

Isabelle ran towards a womans arms, shouting loudly. A gentle, warm-looking woman with soft blonde hair embraced Isabelle.

Oh my child, youve grown up but still act like a little kid.

Mom, how have you been?

Im fine as usual.

Isabelles mother, and the wife of the Hero Maximilian. Maria de Ituale appeared as if she were ten years older than Isabelle.

She looked to be in her early thirties, and could have been Isabelles older sister. Ecdysis stared blankly, wondering if Tylesse cosmetics would help with skincare.

Mrs. Etualle, have you been well? (Oscar)

Oh, Etacrique. Please, speak comfortably. (Maria)

How could I? Mrs. Etualle is like a grandmother to me. (Oscar)

Doesnt calling me a grandmother make me seem distant? Haha. It feels like time has passed so quickly. (Maria)

Maria warmly responded to Oscars greeting and quickly opened the door, gesturing inside.

Please, come in. It just so happens I was preparing dinner.

I apologize for the intrusion!!

While the maid was setting up the dining cart, Maria, who was smiling at the group, suddenly spoke up.

So, Bella. Whats been going on during the semester? Did you decide to drop out of school in the end?

Drop out! Mom, Im an excellent student!

Why didnt you bring your last semesters report card?

Since when do college students have to have their grades checked by their moms?!

Isabelle grumbled as she stirred her tea. As Ecdysis reached for the finger food, Elpheira lightly slapped her hand and whispered quietly.

Eat moderately, arent you a lady? (Elpheira)

I can eat all of it! (Ecdysis)

When pigs walk on two legs, theyre kind of like humans. (Elpheira)

Im sorry, but I only gain weight in specific places. See? (Ecdysis)

Y-you! Dont you have any shame?! (Elpheira)

Elpheira looked at Ecdysiss specific places before reflexively lowering her gaze and biting her lip tightly.

Isnt shape more important than size? (Isabelle)

Oh my, were you sleeping during the economics theory class? You seem to not understand the economy of scale. Its usually small countries with inadequate scale that say such things. Haha. (Ecdysis)

I apologize for interrupting, but Im feeling embarrassed right now. (Eugene)

Eugenes words were ignored. As Ecdysis and Elpheira began to growl, Eugene sighed and glanced around.

Maria de Etualle. Wife of the Hero.

She was born a commoner in a small rural village. Known for aiding the hero who appeared from the heavens by teaching language and culture, and helping him realize his mission.

After removing some propaganda, well, its like an advertising tower.

Four years have passed since the hero disappeared.

The vanished hero now remains not as an individual named Maximilian, but as a symbol, as all symbols tend to be treated more as concepts than realities.

The hero is a symbol of the end of an era. Now more of an abstract notion than a person.

Therefore, in the Tylesse royal familys perspective, they would have entrusted that position to a commoner instead of the vanished hero. It would have been marketed as the heros existence, being a Tylesse citizen, and having the heros residence and estate in the capital city.

It would have a powerful advertising effect. Both in terms of prestige and monarchy.

So they must have built a mansion in this area exposed to ordinary citizens, rather than in the prosperous area.

There would have been no place for that woman in the palace. In the midst of this bustling town, such a splendid mansion would inevitably attract attention.

Sir Petrovich?

Maria.

He didnt resemble the youth she remembered, but she could still recognize him from his ever-present blue eyes.

The youth from her memories, always wearing a cold expression, now stood before her as a man with eyes as dry as the winter sky.

I heard you were dead

It was necessary.

Krasilov isnt any different from this country.

Everywhere people live is probably the same.

Ivan approached heavily and supported Maria. It was a careful and courteous gesture. Trembling, Maria rested her hand on Ivans thin cheek.

Im glad youre safe. I was worried after hearing from Bella. Who dares to claim to be Maxs friend

If such a person exists, theyll die.

Maria chuckled at Ivans words. Even the humorless jokes were just like those days.

It had been about ten years. Maybe a little less. The memories werent clear, but it must have been around that time.

They say she cried for two days after hearing he had died. Because now there was hardly anyone left who could see that brilliant man as a person, hardly anyone left to remember Max as a person with her.

And in the peace that finally came, it seemed that even he would eventually succumb to the hands of the nobles who were eager to bury the heroes of the past in history.

Youve been taking care of my daughter.

It was my duty, madam.

Thank you very much. Ive always felt a sense of indebtedness to those who were friends with him, like Sir Etacrique, and now you too.

Its simply the right thing to do, Madam.

Maximilian saved the world. So everyone who has a stake in this world owes him a debt.

At Ivans words, Maria smiled weakly.

Its a world where the obvious isnt always obvious.

Reflecting on the implications of her words, Ivan spoke softly.

Thats why Im here. Madam, what is Duke Jill Ber doing right now? While youre being treated like this in such a house?

Duke Etarique has done his best. But, as you know, hes also part of the royal family. Its unavoidable. (Maria)

Jill Ber is a patriot. The opinions of the royal family cant force him. If he didnt do it, its simply because he didnt do it. (Ivan)

No. Thats not true. Sir Petrovich.

Maria sadly chuckled.

There have been many things in the past four years. Tylesse now is not just one country. The royal family is trembling in fear to the extent that they need the power of someone like me, a common noblewoman.

She gestured towards the reception room door. The fragrant smell of food wafted through the hallway.

Shall we eat? Its not a good story to hear before a meal. And there will be too many stories to tell before dinner.

Willingly.

As Ivan nodded quietly, a maid approached and took his coat.

Maria stopped walking and glanced back at Ivan.

As their eyes met for a moment, Maria smiled quietly and asked.

Will you help?

With no context or missing words, it was a question without a clear meaning of what or how. But Ivan nodded as soon as he heard Marias words.

Willingly.

After all, thats why he came from Krasilov.

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