CH 85.1

“Zion, get off the carriage.”

“Yes.”

But the carriage is still moving right now? My eyes widened.

Fortunately, Zion didn’t jump off the carriage. He tapped on the carriage and brought it to a stop. Then Zion moved to the coachman’s seat.

Clank, clank.

The carriage started moving again.

“Um, did I say something wrong?”

I tried to gauge the situation.

I had thought about confiding in Collen about the illusions I see.

But I wasn’t sure if he would believe me, and even if he did, it would require delving into the topic of past lives.

‘And if the illusions I’ve seen about my past life with the book about Collen and the recent illusions I’ve had are unrelated…’

If it’s just a power in this world, there’s nothing wrong with it. So, I cautiously brought up the topic.

“When did you start seeing illusions?”

Collen asked me bluntly.

“A few times.”

I only revealed two incidents.

When I saw the location of the secret passage during the palace theater incident. And when I saw Kien’s past during the recent fair incident.

“What about recently?”

“Nothing has happened in nearly a year.”

“Then there’s no need to worry.”

“Why?”

“If you constantly see illusions, what will happen to a person?”

“Ah…”

“But if the frequency has been that low and everything has been fine so far, you won’t go insane. Yeah, it’s alright if it’s at that level.”

Is it because it’s not a complete ability that it’s considered alright?

‘But if I could control this ability, I could help Collen.’

I was about to say that but stopped.

Collen was looking at me seriously.

“But you’ve hidden the incidents of seeing illusions until now?”

“I thought you wouldn’t believe me.”

I timidly spoke.

“You really…”

Collen sighed.

He raised his hand. Somehow, it felt like he was about to scold me. Collen gently tapped my forehead.

“You’re really dizzying. Where on earth did you come from and how did this happen to you?”

I quietly avoided Collen’s gaze.

“So, what you’re saying is that you were able to solve those incidents because of the illusions?”

“Yes, I got hints from them… I told you. I’m not really a genius or anything.”

I extended my hand hesitantly.

Collen might be disappointed, but I’m not a genius as I have consistently claimed.

“Some strange things are starting to make sense. But it’s not a coincidence that you were able to solve those incidents at your age with some information. You’re a clever kid. A genius, even.”

“…”

“But to think that I wouldn’t believe you, why would my daughter think so?”

A conflicting feeling. I stared at Collen, feeling defeated.

“You’re my daughter. Even if you do something even more bizarre, I’ll never kick you out.”

I felt a surge of emotion.

“Dad…”

“Look at our house to begin with. It’s a family that deals with such things.”

As Collen flicked his finger, a black snake appeared and disappeared.

“Did you think I would reject you for being strange?”

“Well… yes. But I was confused too. I wondered if there was something wrong with me.”

Collen pressed his fingers firmly against my cheek.

“If you keep secrets from now on, there will be trouble. Understand?”

“Yes.”

Suddenly, a thought occurred to me.

“Is there no way to get rid of or develop this ability on my own?”

“That’s impossible. Abilities related to gods are all just coincidental talents given by them as they please.”

I nodded in understanding.

“Don’t keep secrets.”

“Yes.”

This time, I nodded sincerely.

“And the prophecy, was there anything else specific?”

I rolled my eyes.

“Oh, Dad.”

Since I had the chance to speak, I decided to bring it up.

“Yeah?”

“I might not be able to get married…”

Marriage must be a big deal for nobles, right?

I heard from the kids at school that most strategic marriages are arranged by the families.

‘Besides, I don’t know until when an adopted daughter can stay at home.’