Chapter 139

Episode 139

Translator : Missme

Editor : Aru

Lydia blinked her eyes. Well, she did. Although she didn’t think she meant it grandly.

“Why? On second thought, do you feel wronged all of a sudden?”

“I’ve been thinking about it.”

“Thinking?”

“Will I ever be a family to you, my lady?”

“Family?”

Davery smiled faintly and added.

“Yes, of course, Bessie and the butler already have one seat for each other as your family, so if I do well, I’ll still be able to aim for third place.”

“I was worried about what troubled you. You’re already my family.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, didn’t I tell you? I’m quite fond of you, Sir.”

Davery flinched but did not reveal it. He responded with quite a nonchalantly.

“Well, now that I think, I remember ever hearing it.”

“That memory should be right.”

“It’s an honour to hear it again.”

“I suppose so, I know.”

Lydia smiled mischievously, closing her eyes. Davery tried not to stare at Lydia too much.

When was it? When he realized that he had feelings that he should not bear.

‘Oh, yeah.’

It was then.

When Count Suena, who visited the mansion, raised his voice in the parlour room.

The day he unintentionally found out about Lydia’s origins before others.

Davery realized at the time. It felt as if someone had removed the hand that was covering his eyes.

Knowing that Lydia is not a part of this family, knowing Ash and she is not siblings.

As soon as the other two people he had seen felt different from before, Davery knew how he felt. It was a cruel realization. Even if he thinks about it now, it was too cruel.

Wouldn’t it be better not to know?

As the fortune-teller old woman told him, would it have been better to remain ignorant, keep fooling himself?

‘....... No. Rather, since I knew now, maybe I can decide to give up.’

Davery recalled some time ago. The day when Ash, who suddenly went to the training ground, had sparring.

Sure enough, Ash said this to Davery, who was brutally broken and lying on the ground.CHeCk for new stories on no/v/el/bin(.)c0m

‘It would be perfect if you lowered your eyes a little bit.’

At the time, Davery’s heart sank even more, although it was just a moment. There was a flood of ideas in his head.

‘Did he know that? Since when did he know? Is this a warning? Then I’ll.......’

Then, he realized right after. That’s just the answer to ‘I can’t even touch your collar right before, Your Excellency.’

So, it means that his eyes standard was too high to dare to touch his collar.

Then Davery burst into laughter. He had no choice but to.

‘What the hell am I thinking?’

His master doesn’t care about him in that way. The reason was either between the two, whether he believed him or rather he does not care about him.

Either way, the answer was not important.

Davery made up his mind then. To give up.

Somehow he felt like doing it cleanly. It was a short time, but he felt relieved at that moment.

He doesn’t intend to be an ungrateful dog that bites its owner. And more importantly, he won’t get anything by biting his master.

“Lady.”

Instead of Lydia, Davery took his eyes off to the unknown flower.

“Why?”

“Are you happy?”

Lydia tilted her head to Davery’s sudden question.

“That’s a question not found in the context. What do you think?”

“What do you want to do?”

“Yes, Lydia-nim, do you remember? I said that one day I wanted to build a tower made of only wizards.”

“Oh, definitely.......”

I remember. I nodded.

Although I heard it as if it were passing by, all the conversations were clear because the situation was then.

“Then you gave up your job at the palace because of it....... Are you saying you quit to build a tower?”

A freelancer declaration is a must start-up to start a business. I don’t know if I can call it a start-up by the way.

“That’s right. That’s why......”

Mayke, who nodded briefly at my words, followed and hesitated to speak out.

And one of the predictions I made as I came down to the parlour room was nicely shattered.

I asked again.

“How much?”

“.........I’m sorry. It was also a ridiculous amount.”

“No, no.”

Not because of that. I quickly waved my hand.

“It’s just an unexpected request. That’s all.”

When I thought what she asked wasn’t money, but turned out to be true.

However, listening to the situation, I fully understand why she needs money now. I said.

“Promise is promise. I favour you a favor, so don’t worry.”

I thought about it for a while and then went on.

“And you could actually higher the amount than what Mayke had said. Approximately several times.”

“Yeah? That’s.......”

Mayke looked at me in surprise. I added words.

“But I’m not saying I’ll give it to you completely free.”

That was a really crazy amount for that. As soon as the exact number is counted, the sense of reality disappears.

Mayke looked nervous about what I said.

“You mean there’s a condition?”

“That’s right. I’ll just lend it to you, not just give it to you. Instead, you’ll pay back the money after the tower that Mayke has built has settled down.”

“That’s...”

Mayke’s face puzzled for a moment. She asked as if she didn’t understand what I said.

“Can the tower I’m trying to build make that much money? It’s just that wizards get together to study each other, improve their skills, and train their juniors.....”

“That’s it.”

I cut off Mayke’s words and flicked my finger.

“That’s what’s important. Is it called scroll? A piece of paper with magic on it.”

“That’s true, but........”

“You can make a sale for it. It’s an authentic, ready-made thing.”

Magic items are useful. This is needless to say.

However, there were too few market offerings compared to its value.

It means that even if you have money, you can’t get it. There’s a lot of demand up there, but there’s no supply.

Mayke made an enlightened face.

“You want me to do the scroll business.”

“I wish you could sell other magical items. Anyway, now the number of wizards is limited, and I know that there are limitations to the type and number of scrolls that can be made. But it could be different in the future.”

The tower that Mayke is trying to build is a tower made up of wizards only for wizards. Wouldn’t it be as easy to make magical items if the tower was established to some extent and produced many capable wizards?

“I mean I’ll invest, so to speak. Seeing the possibility of the tower being built by Mayke.”

“........Lydia-nim.”

Mayke looked at me with a bright expression.

I’m relieved she’s not the type to talk, ‘I can’t believe you asked me to use magic to make money! How dare you!’. So, I spoke in a relaxed tone.

“Do you happen to know? When scroll sales are established later, there will be people who buy dozens of scrolls for stress relief or hobbies.”

“Aha, That can’t be.”

Mayke asked as if she had heard a ridiculous joke.

Well, I didn’t mean it that seriously either. No matter how much money they have, there’s no one like that.