Chapter 68

I sent the twins back for now.

They were sad to see my face after a long time, but I send them away.

They were very careful to treat me, perhaps because they thought my father's condition would hurt me.

Clerivan and Estira were still in front of me.

I found a chair and sat down. And I've sorted out the situation now.

My hands were cold.

I also closed my eyes.

Just calm down.

I have to think of a way that can solve these problems.

I continued breathing in and out for a long time.

In the beginning, it wasn't easy either.

My heart that is beating fast keeps disturbing my mind.

But I remember my father.

My father, who hasn't been awake in a long time recently, because of the painkillers he was taking for the pain when his condition got worse.

Things that happened when my father was weak can never be coincidences.

I made up my mind and just thought that I should move on.

Then, like a lie, the trembling died down.

The thoughts that were scattered in chaos gathered together and began to gradually get sorted.

When my thoughts died down enough, I opened my eyes and said.

Estira.

"Yes, Miss."

"What's the problem with the drug now? Precisely, explain it briefly."

Estira agonized for a moment and said.

"We need a medium to stabilize the mixed herbs. We need to find that one material."

That's a relief.

Estira's medicine is not far from finished.

Come up with it, come up with it.

I have read Estira's autobiography in my previous life.

I have no background in herbs, so my memory of the original content is weak, but it is worth thinking about.

The difference between past Estira and the current Estira.

[...A vacation in about five years has led me to my hometown. The study was sluggish with no results, and I was lucky enough to find the answer where I found it with a tired body and mind...]

Yes, there was such a thing.

Maybe both then and now Estira was blocked by the same wall in the course of the study?

"Estira, have you told your grandmother back home what's going on?"

"Oh, no. I thought I'd keep it a secret..."

"I'll send someone right away, so send a letter to your grandmother. She has been making medicine for a longer time than Estira."

"Oh, yeah! If it was grandma, she might know!"

Estira's face was filled with joy.

I wrote a little note for Estira to show to butler John, and Estira left the room without delay.

"And Clerivan......."

The rumors of Angenas and my father's diseases are closely related.

"It's a bad time. Rumors that Gallahan had Tlenbrew's disease amid conversations with the Sussew family about opening a branch to the South would be fatal."

"That's what they're planing."

It will be the work of Angenas.

I don't know how they found my father sick, but I have to move carefully for today.

"Do you think the Sussew family already knows?"

Clerivan asked me.

"If it were Mrs. Sussew's personality, she couldn't have believed it immediately after hearing the words. It's not completely different from the Lombardy family. They would have confirmed to us in any form."

"I'm glad to hear that. There's not much time before Mrs. Sussew hears the news. We need to move fast."

"You said Angenas was in the Palace now, right?"

"Yes, that's right. I heard they passed through the palace gates, so I've been waiting for your orders."

I agree with Clerivan that there is no time.

We have to move fast.

"I'll take care of Mrs. Sussew. Clerivan has a place to go right away."

"Tell me, Miss. Florentia."

Clerivan stood up and said, packing up his coat.

Luckily, I knew someone who could help us now.

"Go out and meet my grandfather right now. Tell my grandfather about this situation and ask him to go straight to the Palace."

Seeing the Emperor is not easy for the highest-ranking aristocrats.

Sometimes you have to wait a few days.

But if it was my grandfather

If it was my grandfather, he can go straight away from Lombardy to the Emperor's office.

He may be able to catch up with Angenas plan.

Watching Clerivan's out from the back, I opened my father's door, which was tightly closed...

* * *

"Daddy, Daddy."

Gallahan opened her eyes to a small hand that shook his shoulder.

"Well, Tia?"

How long he has been asleep.

The stiff eyes showed a hazy world only after blinking a few times.

"Dad, just wake up for a second. There is something I must say."

Gallahan clasped his daughter's small hand, which was still in one hand.

He was trying to make sure he wasn't dreaming by being drunk.

"It must be difficult, but I'm sorry."

"Our Tia has nothing to be sorry about. I'm more sorry because dad keeps sleeping."1

In the meantime, Gallahan struggled with the eyelid that kept trying to close.

"What do you have to say, Tia?"

"There's a rumor going around that my dad is sick."

"......What?"

Gallahan's illness was to be kept secret until the end.

It was important for Gallahan's clothing store, and most importantly for Tia.

"No, how....... Who the hell......."

Gallahan muttered in confusion.

One word from his daughter stopped him.