《How To Save A Time-limited Young Master》 Chapter 1 Heloise entered the familiar door that she was tired of seeing, and handed over a bouquet of flowers to the man in front of her. ¡°Congratulations on your recovery.¡± ¡°What¡¯s this?¡± ¡°It¡¯s a present.¡± It wasn¡¯t that she didn¡¯t think of bringing drinks or an energy restorative when she came over, but chose flowers because she wanted to end the three-year relationship on an elegant note. ¡°What¡¯s the gift for?¡± The man smiled as he received the bouquet and turned it at different angles. Interest showed on his face. ¡°It¡¯s just, bringing it along to visit a sick person.¡± As she said that, Heloise gave the man a glance. To be more precise, she observed his mood. ¡°It¡¯s a farewell gift.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± The warm atmosphere ended there and then. The expressions on the face of Zenon, the man seated on the bed, quickly disappeared. He stared blankly at the bouquet without answering, before slowly getting up from his seat. Heloise faltered and stepped backwards unwittingly. It was because he, who was approaching with large strides, felt huge. ¡°What did you just say?¡± A crooked smile hung from the corner of his mouth, seemingly dissatisfied with what Heloise had just said. ¡°Uh¡­ young master, let¡¯s calm down for now.¡± ¡°I am calm right now.¡± At the same time, the sound of the step cracking resounded from the flower stalk that¡¯s in his hand. ¡®That¡¯s not true. Your eyes have already gone off.¡¯ But if she could say those words easily, things wouldn¡¯t have come this far. Heloise gave up and continued to speak quickly. ¡°I was only saying that I should find my own way of livelihood now. I can¡¯t possibly keep staying here as your companion, right?¡± Heloise reached out a hand as if to block him, sighing. At the same time, Zenon¡¯s firm chest was pressed against Heloise¡¯s palm. As a result, she felt his unexpectedly rapid heart rate. Zenon asked in return without removing the smile that¡¯s on the corner of his mouth. ¡°Did you think that you¡¯ll be able to disappear without a trace and continue with your life after saving me, the eldest grandson of Lionerik?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°If you run away now, do you think Uncle will let you live?¡± ¡°¡­It¡¯s something you wouldn¡¯t know unless you try.¡± ¡°The moment you leave my arms, you¡¯ll die.¡± ¡®My lovely Heloise. How was it that you still do not understand the ways of the world?¡¯ Zenon held back his laughter and covered her hand that was placed on his chest with his. Unlike his rapidly beating heart, Zenon¡¯s face didn¡¯t move in the slightest. Heloise refuted with her brows furrowed. ¡°That¡¯s not true. I, too, have the power to rise against him.¡± While she said that, she wasn¡¯t too sure herself. Heloise¡¯s power had a lazy temperament that wouldn¡¯t appear unless it was a very urgent situation. Well aware of that, Zenon spoke like he was saying what she was talking about. ¡°It wouldn¡¯t appear whenever you want it to.¡± It was a resentful yet undeniable fact. Heloise had yet to know exactly how to deal with her power. She led her life up till now in a manner that was unconcerned with not knowing. If it wasn¡¯t because of the Marquis of Velk¡¯s threats, she would have continued living without any knowledge about it. ¡°¡­It¡¯s all because of you that it became like this, yet you¡¯re saying such words?¡± ¡°That¡¯s why, let me take responsibility for you.¡± As Zenon whispered sweetly, his voice ended with a tremor. What was he saying? The ends of Heloise¡¯s fingers curled up. ¡°Weren¡¯t you the one who said that. Now, I only have you. Those words were true, Heloise. The only thing that I have left is you. ¡° That wasn¡¯t what I meant! The mixture of a soft voice that didn¡¯t sound like Zenon¡¯s usual fierce behaviour and the sound of his heartbeat caused Heloise to become confused. ¡°Huh?¡± A hidden pressure could be felt within his gently urging voice. ¡®What¡¯s wrong with this person again?¡¯ Heloise recalled the past with a pale complexion. She had only possessed an ordinary extra 1 in a novel. How did this happen? Right. All of this began when the man before her, Zenon Lionerik, was declared terminally ill. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? Heloise was originally born as the only child from the Viscounty of Lorca. In other words, it meant that she too, was the precious daughter of her family, until she was captured by an eccentric young master. With luminous blonde hair and a pair of big brown eyes that were like a puppy¡¯s. She was just beautiful and adorable, and the ordinary young lady of a viscounty. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks Due to the family¡¯s massive wealth, Heloise grew up with luxury and was lacking in nothing, so she didn¡¯t have much dissatisfaction in her life. However, Heloise¡¯s sudden harassment by the peculiar young master began when she was heading to a boring embroidery class one afternoon at the age of fourteen. ¡°Heloise! Come and see your dad for a moment.¡± After lunch, as Heloise was going up to the second floor, she stopped on the stairway and opened her mouth. ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± ¡°Where are you heading towards right now?¡± ¡°I¡¯m going to attend my embroidery classes.¡± ¡°Can Dad talk to you for a moment?¡± Heloise¡¯s brows furrowed lightly. Whenever her usually blunt father uses such a manner to gently entice her away, it was generally an unfortunate thing for her. That¡¯s because it was a kind tone that he only used in order to coax his daughter into doing something he wanted. ¡°Just stand there and speak.¡± That¡¯s because if he comes close, something will become different. Without descending the stairs, Heloise replied with faint wariness. The Viscount of Lorca let out a soft sigh before he stopped pretending to be a sweet father. He spoke straightforwardly. ¡°Listen carefully, Heloise. The teacher won¡¯t be coming.¡± ¡°Why?¡± ¡°You have a place you¡¯ll have to go to from today onwards.¡± Her father lowered his voice and spoke with a serious tone. ¡°For your information, this is a secret from your mom.¡± At that, she had a bad feeling. ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± ¡°First of all, the embroidery lessons that you¡¯ve been attending three times a week have been suspended. ¡°What?¡± ¡°In exchange for not taking those lessons, why not meet and play with your new friend three times a week. Isn¡¯t that great?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Although he was talking with a bright face like he had found a great fortune, Heloise didn¡¯t like it at all. She only looked downwards at her father blankly with a hand on the railing. That was because when she first heard about those words, rather than the joy of quitting embroidery, the first thought that came to her mind was whether her family had fallen on hard times. At that she suddenly became scared. For her family that wasn¡¯t worth anything but their money, what would she do if they were lacking in money? However, the words that her father said were unexpected. ¡°But, you shouldn¡¯t be mistaken. While I¡¯m saying that you¡¯re to get along with him like a friend, it¡¯s more accurate to say that he¡¯s someone that you¡¯ll be serving in the future.¡± ¡°Ah.¡± As soon as she heard those words, Heloise roughly understood the situation. The children of high status would usually have one or two ¡®playmates¡¯. Although there were aristocratic children with high status around Heloise that participated in that, it was only possible when their families had some degree of connection. In short, Heloise¡¯s family, the Viscount family whose words didn¡¯t hold much influence, didn¡¯t have an opportunity for such a tale. Of course, Heloise¡¯s family wasn¡¯t originally penniless. Whether her father had chosen the wrong group was a problem. The gears of Heloise¡¯s brain turned quickly and she started guessing her father¡¯s new group. Of the families that were worth connecting with, she started naming the few that were located closer to the Lorca Viscounty. ¡°Are you talking about the young lady of the Marquisate of Zaiben? Or the young lord of the Duchy of Donard?¡± ¡°What are you talking about, Heloise? Did you forget which family we serve?¡± ¡°What? But¡­¡± However, the Duchy of Lionerik that her father served didn¡¯t have a successor. No, to be more accurate, there was one. ¡®The problem was that he¡¯s an abandoned successor¡­¡¯ Heloise looked at her father with a sorry gaze. It seems that he hasn¡¯t abandoned Duke Lionerik. Did the decision to send his daughter to the young lord of Lionerik include her mother¡¯s consent? It was clear to her that her mother would stumble while clutching at the back of her neck. Zenon Lionerik, the only son of the Lionerik ducal couple and the sole survivor of the accident that caused their deaths. While he was the legitimate successor of the duchy, his position was taken from him by his uncle for more than a decade. Almost all of the duke¡¯s authority was handed over to the previous duke¡¯s younger brother, the Marquis of Velks, due to his claim that he couldn¡¯t entrust the duchy to a successor that was less than five years old at the point of his brother¡¯s death. And my father, the Viscount of Lorca, was a man who was overly loyal to his late lord, the previous Duke of Lionerik. As such, it seemed that he couldn¡¯t bear to see the legitimate young master of the ducal family grow up without any friends. He felt sorry for Zenon, the young master that lost his parents in an accident, and wanted to let his daughter be a playmate. ¡°If it¡¯s the young lord, he would have a lot of other playmates, right? ¡°They¡¯re just kids without grit! I believe that our Heloise will be different.¡± Young Lord Lionerik was no different from a kite that had fallen off, so everyone would obviously act in a perfunctory manner. But even if that was true, he¡¯s still the son of a duke in name, so how did she even get a turn? Heloise tilted her head and deduced the most plausible answer. ¡°Are you saying that they all ran away?¡± ¡°Ahem.¡± Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only Instead of answering, her father let out a dry cough. What was the young lord¡¯s personality like that they all ran away? She wasn¡¯t particularly happy that she didn¡¯t have to attend a boring embroidery class. More importantly, from her father¡¯s attitude, it seemed that he had no choice in the matter. It was so. Zenon was a bomb in the Duchy of Lionerik that was passed between the vassals. Chapter 2 When Zenon was ten, talks about him receiving education as the successor began to arise, but Marquis Velks¡¯ stance was firm. Waiting until Zenon has at least reached his coming of age before speaking about this, the successor¡¯s education can wait till after he becomes an adult. It was no different from raising the child as a fool and kicking him out because of that. Thus, those that served Duke Lionerik became so-called dogs that chased chickens. Amongst those dogs was Heloise¡¯s father, the Viscount of Lorca. He seems to have not given up on his loyalty to the late Duke Lionerik, but now that such loyal vassals were gradually losing hope for Zenon, he merely became a burdensome guy that was difficult to deal with and dispose of. ¡°Anyways, since it¡¯s like this, let¡¯s head to Langbert Mansion.¡± The Langbert Mansion was a townhouse used by Duke Lionerik while he was alive, and now that all of Zenon¡¯s family members have passed, it was now solely used by him, the Young Lord of Lionerik. How old was he? Was he older than her by a year or two? In any case, the Marquis of Velks must be a heartless person, to let a boy around sixteen to live in a large mansion by himself. ¡°Right now? Just like this?¡± But that was that and this was this. The pitiful circumstances of that boy had no business bothering Heloise. She asked in return with a bewildered expression, while gesturing to the embroidery textbook by her side and the plain and casual dress that she was wearing. ¡°Look at my current appearance,¡± ¡°Your embroidery teacher wouldn¡¯t be coming from toward onwards, and your appearance¡­ the Young Master wouldn¡¯t pay attention to it.¡± Her faithful father spoke, while averting his eyes, seemingly unable to defend the Young Master¡¯s peculiarity. As Heloise quietly observed her father, whose gaze was pointed at everywhere but her, she momentarily became lost in her thoughts. ¡®Why would this happen?¡¯ She possessed a character in a Ropan, but she didn¡¯t know which book it was, and nothing noteworthy happened. It was a boring world, with neither a tyrannical father, nor sub-male leads and villainesses in sight. [T/N: ¡®Ropan¡¯ refers to Romance & Fantasy] As Heloise lived for 14 years in a position that was neither remarkable nor ugly, she instinctively felt that it was a turning point in her life. ¡®Could it be that the male lead is the Young Lord¡­?¡¯ It made sense when she thought about it carefully. Isn¡¯t the male lead usually a Young Lord or a crown prince? However, she didn¡¯t think that she would meet the crown prince given her position, and if it¡¯s the duke¡¯s son, he would be someone equivalent to the crown prince, whether he was the main character or the sub-male character. While it didn¡¯t seem like she had possessed the main character from the looks of her lame background as the young lady of the Viscounty, she was curious about who the main characters were. Also, even if the Young Lord has been shoved into the back room as dregs, if they went to show themselves, it might be of help later on. Heloise¡¯s decision was partly made out of interest. She handed the maid her embroidery textbook and answered, ¡°Alright.¡± ¡°Thanks, Heloise!¡± Even though he spoke like he was informing her, Viscount Lorca wiped away his cold sweat that formed due to nervousness delightedly. A faint smile appeared on the corners of Heloise¡¯s lips at that sight. ¡®Seriously, Father, what¡¯s the big deal about playing with a child?¡¯ Instead, she could be absent from annoying embroidery lessons, so it was a good thing for Heloise. She had naively thought so, until she got onto the carriage heading towards the Langbert Mansion. The Langbert Mansion was once the most luxurious mansion in the capital, and was grand in appearance. Passing both the golden gates that were engraved with open-mouthed lions and through an endless garden, dozens of maids could be seen in rows, bowing their heads in unison. When Heloise got off the carriage after Viscount Lorca, she realised that even though she was the daughter of a vassal, it was her first time coming to this mansion. The Duchy of Lionerik¡¯s affluence was well known, but she didn¡¯t expect that it would be to this point. While Heloise was busy looking around, a middle-aged man that seemed to be the butler approached them with a greeting. ¡°Welcome, Viscount Lorca.¡± ¡°It¡¯s good to see you. How¡¯s the Young Master?¡± As they were exchanging greetings, Heloise looked around the garden that was trimmed with razor-sharp precision while whistling internally. Apparently this was a place the headache was thrown into, but it seemed quite the decent place. ¡°Is it this person?¡± The butler pretended to know Heloise, who was standing behind Viscount Lorca. With quite a proud countenance, the Viscount nodded his head and held Heloise by her shoulder, bringing her in front of him. ¡°She¡¯s called Heloise.¡± Heloise tilted her head and looked up at the butler with a begrudging look. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks A smile appeared on the butler¡¯s face as he bowed slightly towards Heloise. His dark brown eyes reflected her rather puzzled expression. ¡°What a lovely girl! The Young Master would definitely like her, and it seems like she would get along well with the other playmates.¡± ¡°Other playmates?¡± ¡®Didn¡¯t you say that everyone else ran away as they didn¡¯t have grit?¡¯ Heloise looked back at Viscount Lorca with a look asking what was going on. But perhaps because the Viscount was pleased with the butler¡¯s evaluation, he was busy placing Heloise¡¯s shoulder in the butler¡¯s hand with a beam. ¡°Then that¡¯s a relief! I hope that the Young Master will take a liking to Heloise. Please take care of her.¡± After entrusting Heloise to his butler, Viscount Lorca spoke to his daughter with a bright smile. ¡°It¡¯s fine if you return after four hours. Then, have fun before coming back.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± After leaving Heloise at a loss for words, Viscount Lorca boarded the carriage he came in. When the Viscount had left, the butler with a cordial smile asked politely while bent down slightly. ¡°In that case, shall we go meet the Young Master, Miss?¡± ¡°Okay.¡± When did she have a choice whether she wanted to come to this mansion or not? She just happened to be chosen as a playmate. Moreover, she was just curious as to whether the Duke¡¯s son was related to the main characters of the novels she had read before, so Heloise nodded thoughtlessly and followed the butler. Heloise only realised just as the butler was opening the door of the house that her father returned without even stopping by the mansion¡¯s drawing room. Within any aristocratic families, none would let their guests leave at the door, but it was like both Viscount Lorca and the butler were on the same page, and seemed quite accustomed to such behaviour. The small question was easily solved as soon as she entered the hall of the mansion. A bang came from somewhere like the sound of a bomb going off. The explosion that shook the mansion from its core gave Heloise a shock, as she covered her ears while trembling. However, the butler continued in large strides, as if he was used to such noises. ¡°Excuse me!¡± ¡°The Young Master is currently playing with the others in the rear garden.¡± ¡°That¡¯s not it¡­¡± Without giving her a chance to reply, the butler disappeared behind the house. Heloise had no choice but to dart after him in order to not lose sight of him. The booming sounds increased from the direction the butler was moving towards. There were loud and soft screams amongst the noise. ¡°Kyaaak!¡± ¡®What the hell is this?¡¯ Was this the capital¡¯s famed Langbert Mansion? She wasn¡¯t sure where had her father left her before running away. In the midst of her confusion, the butler stopped in his tracks suddenly. Just like that, the rear garden of this splendid mansion unfolded before her eyes. For some reason, there were five black lumps of mana in the beautifully decorated rear garden, and it was threatening boys and girls that were around the same age as her. ¡°Save me!¡± ¡°Move! This is my place!¡± There were screams coming from all over the place. Seated in the center of all of this was a boy. There was also a ball-shaped lump of mana floating above his hand. Additionally, the well-dressed male and female peers were struggling to avoid those mana spheres. ¡°Haha.¡± Heloise spotted a black-haired boy amongst them. Perhaps because he had just washed his hair, it was slightly damp, and although his complexion wasn¡¯t bad, his eyes were somewhat sunken. The sharp nose and sleek jawline with some baby fat gave him an air of immaturity, but it was expected that he would become a noticeable beauty in a few years. Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only The boy sat cross-legged on the chair, a gentle smile on his face while a palm supported his chin. ¡°Continue running for a little longer. Didn¡¯t you say that you can do it well?¡± For a boy at an age that will experience voice changes, his low voice already reached the lowest it can get. Chapter 3 Heloise could only watch the scene before her, goosebumps forming out of shock. Originally, there were five lumps of mana, but the numbers gradually increased and bounced about unbridled like a rubber ball. In order to avoid these, the boys and girls hugged the tree trunks and pulled on each other to use as shields. ¡°Right, you¡¯re doing great. Bags of the finest jewels will fall one by one for the last three people remaining.¡± ¡°Jewels?¡± At his words, Heloise frowned, but the eyes of the playmates that were here first instantly lit up. In order to obtain the jewellery, they didn¡¯t mind sacrificing each other. To move the lump of mana¡¯s attention from themselves, they had even pushed another child that was beside them, like throwing out prey. The children that were able to avoid the lumps of mana were fortunate, but those that came into contact with it burst into tears out of fear when their bodies began to rise in the air despite their will. ¡°Young Master.¡± The butler observed the occurrences indifferently, and approached the boy and bowed politely, just like how he did with Heloise. The boy didn¡¯t even look back at him. ¡°The Young Lady from the Viscounty of Lorca has arrived. It¡¯s your new playmate.¡± ¡®Do I have to join that?¡¯ Heloise¡¯s complexion turned pale. She had originally thought that she was here to take care of a sickly Young Master, but she ended up becoming the lab rat of an ill-tempered mage. ¡°Is this Heloise Lorca?¡± Looking back at Heloise with a smile on his beautiful face, the boy gave her a once over. ¡°What¡¯s this? I thought it was a guy because of the name¡­but it¡¯s a girl.¡± Heloise, who was suddenly angry for some reason, spoke. ¡°Is there a problem?¡± ¡°Nope.¡± His interest in Heloise was briefly lost with that remark. The boy seemed more interested in aiming at the other children with lumps of mana. Now, there were less than ten children left. ¡°Instead of that, why don¡¯t you join us?¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°You¡¯re lucky to be in the second half. I¡¯m going to give those bags of jewels to the last three that remain.¡± As the boy spoke with a sweet smile, the boys and girls that remained gave Heloise glares. They seemed discontented with the appearance of an unfair competitor. Heloise flinched back for a moment when she made eye contact with them. Everyone seemed to be around the same age as Heloise at best, but they seemed used to such competitions. Heloise wanted to fly into a rage, but she cleared her throat. Despite everything, he was still the only Young Master of the family her father served, so she couldn¡¯t get angry recklessly. ¡°Why would I receive that?¡± ¡°It¡¯s a gift. It¡¯s because friends exchange gifts.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t think that this is the right way to exchange gifts.¡± ¡°The right way?¡± The corner of the boy¡¯s lips curved up as if he had heard something amusing. Afterwards, he suddenly threw a large lump of mana towards one of his playmates while they were in the middle of their conversation. When the surprised boy saw the black mana was about to reach him with a swooshing sound, he grabbed the girl that was standing next to him and used her as a shield. However, the mana avoided the girl that stood before the boy and striked the boy instead. ¡°Argh!¡± After coming into contact with the mana, the boy¡¯s body slowly began to rise to the sky. ¡°No! Help me!¡± As he floated beyond the height of a huge tree, the increasing fear caused him to call for help in a frightened voice. However, neither the servants nor the playmates stopped Zenon Lionerik. When Heloise glanced upwards, there were already several children floating high in the sky. ¡°They¡¯re losers.¡± Zenon, who was looking upwards with Heloise, opened his mouth. When Heloise flinched in surprise, his eyes curved beautifully. ¡°I think that you¡¯ll be quite good at this game. What do you think? ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°If you aren¡¯t confident, I can give you a little advantage.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t need it.¡± Heloise answered firmly. Although she was from a prosperous family background that could criticise about how that jewels meant nothing, she wasn¡¯t a brute, and neither did she want to be blinded by compensation and show a pathetic appearance. It was even more so when the boy seemed to be enjoying the pathetic appearances his game was causing. ¡°I¡¯m not interested in these kinds of weird games. I¡¯m only here because of my father¡¯s orders¡­¡± ¡°You¡¯re here to play with me? But what should I do? This is how I play.¡± Zenon smiled mischievously. Heloise bit on her lip angrily. She didn¡¯t come over as this ill-tempered Young Master¡¯s toy. No, if she had to nitpick, although that sentence was right, she didn¡¯t want to be at the mercy of another like she was a toy. If she knew that she¡¯d be at the mercy of a guy like this because she was deceived by the temptation of skipping embroidery classes, she¡¯d return home and tell her father that she would attend those boring embroidery classes again. ¡°Do you enjoy such a deplorable game?¡± ¡°Deplorable game?¡± ¡°I¡¯m aware of the Young Lord¡¯s great magic. However, even if you use such a manner to show off your power, no one will look up to the Young Lord just because of your venerable status.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t care about others.¡± ¡°Is it simply because of that? There are dozens of playmates that were called over by the Young Lord, yet none of them seemed to have opened their minds to the Young Lord.¡± Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks As Heloise spoke mockingly, one of Zenon¡¯s eyebrows rose upwards. The smile in his eyes disappeared for the first time as he walked towards Heloise. Forcing a smile, she kept repeating, ¡¯So what if you keep looking at me?¡¯ internally. ¡°Why did you decide to play such a game in the first place?¡± ¡°Because it¡¯s quite interesting.¡± Unlike his pitiful situation, Zenon was a genius who was born with the strongest mana within the history of the Lionerik Duchy. However, a price definitely followed such formidable power. His body would take a huge toll from the amount of mana he used. Zenon would suffer damage whenever mana was used, and this caused him to become sensitive and temperamental. As such, although she has heard saying that the Young Master of Lionerik¡¯s nature wasn¡¯t normal, she didn¡¯t expect that he would cause mischief like the people were rabbits. ¡°Watching screaming and crying kids?¡± Heloise asked back in an absurd tone, but without listening to Zenon¡¯s answer, she shook her head with her hand on her forehead. ¡°No, I¡¯m not even curious. If the order to serve the Young Lord was only for something like this, I¡¯m just going to return.¡± ¡°What¡¯s so different with you?¡± ¡°I at least know how to treat people and beasts differently. Just like how I am treating the Young Lord with the basic amount of courtesy.¡± The fact that he, who was worse than a beast, was being treated as a person was all thanks to her discernment and patience. However, she couldn¡¯t say that aloud brazenly, so she only sighed and turned around. Her frosty gaze wasn¡¯t just aimed at Zenon, but also at the children blindly competing for jewels. ¡°Are you returning now?¡± ¡°Then am I supposed to fight for the jewels here with them?¡± Heloise spoke in a fiercely sarcastic tone towards the butler and maid that approached to try and dissuade her, completely turning away from Zenon. ¡°I order you to bring a carriage right away. I don¡¯t want to stay in a house like this for a second.¡± ¡°Miss!¡± A maid shouted loudly, but Heloise wasn¡¯t the slightest bit cowed. Rather than the son of a duke that has lost his means of a livelihood, the daughter of Viscount Lorca that had a prosperous business was definitely a hundred times better. She didn¡¯t have to feel inferior. While she glared at her surroundings with an attitude that would kick up a great fuss if they didn¡¯t do as she said, a soft voice came from behind her head. ¡°Just send her off.¡± It was Zenon, who had remained silent all this while. ¡°But Young Master¡­¡± ¡°I said to send her off.¡± ¡°Heard that?¡± Regardless of the original work¡¯s identity, she would rather take a boring embroidery class than hang out with these idiots. Wouldn¡¯t there at least be some of her embroidery left? However, doing something like playing with Zenon Lionerik would just be a waste of time that she was deceived into spending, let alone leaving something behind. ¡°¡­Understood.¡± At the end of his words, the butler guided her out from the way she came. Heloise moved her feet in a seemingly confident manner, but she recoiled secretly when she spotted the lumps of mana that were still floating in the air, as she was worried that they would fly to her body. However, the mishap that she was worried about didn¡¯t occur while she was returning home in the carriage borrowed from the Langbert Mansion. The mishap occurred on the very next day. During a boring class on the art of ceremonial tea-making, Viscount Lorca, who barged in with a surprised expression, held Heloise by the shoulders and said, ¡°Heloise! The Young Master is also looking for you today!¡± Heloise was bewildered. The same could be said for the teacher of this class. ¡°Viscount?¡± ¡°Oh, Baroness Aegison. My apologies for this. Could I stop today¡¯s class here?¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°I¡¯m really sorry, but I have to convey the news to my daughter now.¡± He was so excited that he roughly asked for understanding from the Baroness teaching tea making, before holding both of Heloise¡¯s shoulders. ¡°Heloise, I heard that he had chosen you by name today!¡± ¡°Is that so?¡± Was he crazy? He was calling for her again, even though she humiliated him yesterday. And seeing her father being joyful that she was chosen made her feel odd, like she was a product displayed in a display case. Heloise grabbed her head, which was shaking back and forth like a doll due to the Viscount excessively shaking her shoulders, before answering calmly. ¡°But I¡¯m in the middle of a tea ceremony class.¡± The Baroness was smiling awkwardly in her seat, but when Heloise pointed it out, she left the room to let them talk comfortably. When the teacher left the room, Viscount Lorca¡¯s momentum became even fiercer. ¡°Your classes today end here. All you have to do is to go to the Young Master right now!¡± ¡°Dad, you had definitely mentioned yesterday that I only had to go three times a week during embroidery classes.¡± To be exact, the embroidery classes were held on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I had already visited yesterday, which was Monday, so there¡¯s no reason for me to go today. ¡°That¡¯s¡­¡± ¡°And I have something to tell you today. I don¡¯t want to go to Langbert Mansion.¡± ¡°What?¡± Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only It was amazing that Zenon had chosen Heloise, but it¡¯s unbelievable that Heloise, who was chosen, declared that she didn¡¯t want to go. Viscount Lorca didn¡¯t know how to close her opened mouth. Heloise kindly closed his chin for him and gave him a smile. ¡°That Young Master is not in his right mind, Dad. If you tell me to go there one more time, I¡¯ll tell Mom about everything.¡± Chapter 4 ¡°Heloise!¡± Helosie was well aware about how much her father relied on the Duchy of Lionerik. This was because she had grown up listening to the legend of the Lionerik Duchy ever since she was young. Things like the greatness of that family as a contributor to the country¡¯s founding, the bravery and intelligence of the previous Duke, and the pitiful state of Zenon, who was supposed to succeed him but was pushed out by his evil uncle¡¯s scheme. While she was listening to such words, there wasn¡¯t a hint of Zenon¡¯s unbearable personality. It was quite dumbfounding. Judging from his words to keep this as a secret from her mother yesterday, it must have been something her father had acknowledged to be true to some extent. As per her expectations, when she mentioned her mother, Viscount Lorca¡¯s face paled, as if it was bleached white. ¡°Dad has already told them that you¡¯ll be going.¡± ¡°That¡¯s Dad¡¯s situation.¡± ¡°How could you do that? My days will be numbered if your mom finds out.¡± ¡°How could you send me into the devil¡¯s den, Dad? That boy, he¡¯s completely abnormal.¡± ¡°Who are you talking about? You¡¯re not talking about the Young Master, are you? ¡°Of course it¡¯s that guy.¡± Viscount Lorca let go of the hand that was holding Heloise and let out a long sigh. ¡°His personality wasn¡¯t like that from the beginning either.¡± ¡®It seems like he knows that it¡¯s odd.¡¯ It seems like her father was also impatient. To the point where he would send his daughter to that ¡®odd person¡¯. No, judging from the number of children gathered in the rear garden, if all of those children were the children of the Lionerik Duchy¡¯s vassals, Heloise could be considered someone sent quite late into the group. He hesitated for a moment before revealing the young master¡¯s dirty linen. ¡°Our Young Master is a little special, and unlike the previous Duke, who was magnanimous and gentle. His smiles don¡¯t seem like smiles, and is very cold.¡± ¡°¡¯Our¡¯ Young Master? How about taking care of our Heloise first?¡± ¡°But I think that if it was Heloise, who¡¯s thoughtful, you¡¯d definitely be able to recognise it. He isn¡¯t as happy as he seems, and was just living while being immersed in deep sadness.¡± Heloise closed her mouth and stared at Viscount Lorca without looking away. Was the phrase, ¡®children without grit¡¯ not referring to children that ran away, but to people that couldn¡¯t recognise the Young Lord of Lionerik¡¯s twistedness? When she was at the Langbert Mansion, in Heloise¡¯s eyes, they were the same, be it the Young Lord or his playmates. Zenon, who toyed around with the children sent to befriend him, and the children that recognised that the Young Lord wasn¡¯t in his right mind and played along in order to obtain the jewels. ¡°I thought that if it was you, you¡¯d be able to persuade the Young Master. Doesn¡¯t he actually want it too?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± What her father hoped for wasn¡¯t a playmate that would be enticed by money and putting up with the Young Lord¡¯s spoilt ways, but someone that would become a whip that would return him to his senses. It was a scheme that came to his mind after observing Heloise, who was relatively free from monetary matters and was more fiery than her peers. However, Heloise couldn¡¯t accept her father¡¯s wishes. Firstly¡­ ¡°What kind of situation is that? It might just be that he needs a new toy.¡± Heloise Lorca knew that life was precious. In the Langbert Mansion, when she saw Zenon¡¯s eyes, it was the so-called insane eyes. How can she assist him when his eyes were practically soulless and unfocused, and he was laughing happily without feeling? ¡°No, my daughter. This time, he only wants you. He had clearly said to bring only the daughter of Lorca over today.¡± Secondly¡­ ¡°Aren¡¯t you worried for me?¡± Heloise Lorca didn¡¯t like revolting against her superiors. This was because rather than stepping up and fighting head on, she preferred to let things progress nicely and gently. Yesterday in the Langbert Mansion, she caused a conflict in front of the Young Lord as she was in a rush to call for a carriage, but she was frightened to death just thinking back about it. She can¡¯t do that anymore. Heloise had felt yesterday that it was a nail in her coffin just by being in proximity with the miserly Young Lord. ¡°What are you talking about?¡± ¡°Aren¡¯t you trying to put me into the mouth of the vicious and ill-tempered Young Lord, who has a high status?¡± ¡°I believe in you, my daughter. And you¡¯re aware, right? The fact that the previous Duke had once saved your life when you were young¡­¡± As Viscount Lorca started to mumble, Heloise covered her ears expressionlessly in front of him. Despite that, Viscount Lorca didn¡¯t stop talking. She knew what his words were without listening. The previous Duke Lionerik had once saved Heloise¡¯s life, and deeply moved by his actions, her father started to offer his loyalty to Duke Lionerik, and he could only offer the remainder of his loyalty by serving his child, Zenon¡­As a member of the Lorca family, she would be unable to escape from this proud and honourable responsibility, and his speech would end with a list of Zenon¡¯s outstanding points. There wasn¡¯t anything noteworthy other than ¡®trusting my daughter¡¯ in his words. ¡°Heloise, you know, you¡¯re a child blessed by God. So, I believe that you will get along well without being overwhelmed by the spirit of the Young Master.¡± ¡°What do you mean blessed by God¡­I was just something abandoned in front of the monastery that you picked up.¡± ¡°Hey, you shouldn¡¯t say things like that. No matter what anyone says, you are the only successor of the Lorca family, and will lead our family in the future.¡± Heloise shook her head. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks Where there was neither a tyrant nor a villainess in sight, Heloise Lorca possessed an orphan that fitted the role of an extra in a Ropan. Just because her cradle was abandoned at St. Thalia monastery, which is a historical site that was protected from ancient times, she¡¯s adopted by a rich family like the Viscount Lorcas, but this wasn¡¯t something that could be mentioned as God¡¯s blessing. At her father¡¯s desperate gaze, Heloise closed her eyes gloomily and held her face in her palm. Although she knew that the Lorcas were obligated to serve the young master of the family, she knew very well that he wouldn¡¯t change just because of her. ¡°In any case, it¡¯s none of my business.¡± Heloise responded coldly to Viscount Lorca¡¯s persuasion. Viscount Lorca pouted with a disappointed expression. It was a cute act that wouldn¡¯t work on the mother-daughter pair that were colder than Arctic glaciers. As such, Viscount Lorca brought out his finishing move. ¡°Actually, Heloise, the Young Master doesn¡¯t have much time left.¡± ¡°What do you mean, time?¡± ¡°It hasn¡¯t been formalised yet, but the young master might die in as early as three years.¡± ¡°He¡¯s going to die? Him?¡± When Viscount Lorca said those words he was so heartbroken that he didn¡¯t blame Heloise for her informal tone. ¡°To be more accurate, it would be difficult for him to reach adulthood. The doctor¡¯s recommendation to prepare a good place for him to recuperate appeared.¡± ¡®What do you mean it would be difficult for him to reach adulthood¡¯ Those words were tantamount to giving him a time-limited sentence. Heloise recalled the Zenon Lionerik that she saw yesterday. She can¡¯t believe the boy that was laughing while sitting cross-legged in light clothes was going to die soon. She was a little confused. ¡°That¡¯s why I¡¯m grasping at straws, Heloise. The young master is suffering the consequences of not taking better care of himself.¡± Heloise remembered what happened in the Langbert mansion¡¯s rear garden. Black mana lumps were bouncing around like rubber balls towards boys and girls, and making them float in the air. It was all done by the one known as a genius mage, Zenon Lionerik. Was her father getting more anxious because the one he wasn¡¯t getting enough rest, instead playing around with the other children, even though he was judged to be time-limited? ¡°Can¡¯t you help me just this time? For this father of yours?¡± Heloise¡¯s eyelashes lowered, which were very close in colour with her father¡¯s golden brown hair, before turning around with a deep sigh. The loser of this fight was already decided. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? With unwillingness written all over her face, Heloise stood in front of Langbert Mansion¡¯s master suite. In other words, she was standing in front of Zenon Lionerik¡¯s room. The only thing she could say when she was with her father yesterday was, ¡°The embroidery class is scheduled for tomorrow, so I¡¯ll go three times a week only, as promised.¡± Despite his arrogance, the young master willingly accepted her wishes. Thanks to that, Heloise didn¡¯t have to suffer from a night¡¯s worth of her father¡¯s nagging. ¡°But, it doesn¡¯t mean that I¡¯m thankful.¡± Heloise grabbed the twin braids that the nanny did beautifully for today¡¯s class, and bit her lips hard. Since she was heading to the duke¡¯s residence, she had to care for her appearance no matter what, so it seems like the nanny was very pleased. She had decorated Heloise especially colourfully today. When Viscount Lorca was sending his daughter off, he laughed and said that his daughter was very cute, but Heloise wasn¡¯t the slightest bit pleased. She felt like a jester on her way to get the king to laugh. ¡®I should enter that room soon¡­¡¯ It was then. A breath that was like a sigh brushed past the back of Heloise¡¯s neck, which was exposed due to her twin braids. She didn¡¯t know when it happened, but black strands of hair brushed against her shoulders, and there was also a heavy feeling. ¡°Hello.¡± When Heloise¡¯s brown eyes widened like a bull¡¯s out of surprise, Zenon Lionerik leaned on her shoulder with a languid smile, seeming to find this situation amusing. ¡°We meet again.¡± ¡°H¨Chere. Why are you here?¡± The question asking why the person that was inside the room had come out was delivered twistedly. Perhaps because Heloise seemed quite amusing, Zenon, who was observing her with a smile, soon removed his head from Heloise¡¯s shoulder. ¡°I was worried that you¡¯ll just leave like this, so I came out to have a look.¡± ¡°What do you mean, leave.¡± Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only ¡°You were standing there because you didn¡¯t want to come in now.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Heloise couldn¡¯t defend herself. Chapter 5 That might be the truth. After wasting time standing in front of the door, Heloise was going to tell her father that she didn¡¯t meet the Young Lord after returning home. While she was grateful that he came out personally and prevented such an unfortunate incident, Heloise¡¯s mood immediately soured upon looking at his nose wrinkling playfully on his handsome face. In any case, he was the one that brought Heloise over here as his playmate. The reason she hesitated in front of the door was also due to him. Heloise, who was scared of being caught up till a few moments prior, purposefully used a stern voice to prevent others from looking down on her remaining pride. ¡°I was about to enter.¡± ¡°Oh, I see.¡± The corners of Zenon¡¯s mouth raised slightly, creating a strange mocking smile. ¡°Well, that doesn¡¯t matter in any case. The most important thing is the game that you¡¯re going to show me today.¡± ¡°Game?¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t you say that watching kids cry and scream was uninteresting? Then bring something that¡¯s more fun.¡± ¡°What¡­?¡± ¡°If the games that you brought aren¡¯t interesting, I¡¯ll just continue playing the games I used to play.¡± A pleasant thought seemed to cross Zenon¡¯s mind, and he added with an ominous smile. ¡°And when that happens, you have to participate unconditionally.¡± ¡°Why should I?¡± ¡°I lived decently just like you¡¯d told me to, but it didn¡¯t satisfy me.¡± ¡°How ridiculous¡­¡± It¡¯s ridiculous, but at least within this Langbert mansion, Zenon¡¯s words were the law. If Zenon wanted to, the other children would be immediately invited to do absurd things just like previously, and the adults within this house wouldn¡¯t attempt to prevent his atrocities, with their status as employees being the reason. In fact, his fickle behaviour was something rare in itself. Heloise picked up on the fact that when Zenon Lionerik made a decision, he would be resolute to an unhealthy extent. No matter what, Heloise had to pay the price of criticising his obstinate way of playing games. From the start, she came with the intention of making him stop such acts. She crossed her arms and raised her head. ¡°Fine.¡± ¡°In that case, shall we listen about what games do people that aren¡¯t beasts play?¡± Just like that, Zenon grabbed Heloise¡¯s arm and dragged her into the room. Perhaps preparations were done by the maid, as there was steaming tea and refreshments were placed on the table. Heloise spent the entire carriage ride to reach Langbert Mansion thinking about how to handle Zenon. As she just so happened to possess an only child, the only child Heloise didn¡¯t know how to play with her peers. Additionally, soccer and basketball, which boys of his age liked, required a lot of people, and while on the surface it seemed fine, it was inappropriate for a young master who¡¯s about to receive the news of his impending death. ¡°What are the Young Lord¡¯s likes?¡± ¡°Everything.¡± ¡°What do you hate?¡± ¡°Everything too.¡± It was a joke. It failed. Heloise frowned and first started to talk about herself. ¡°I don¡¯t like embroidery. As well as the art of tea making. Both are terrible. So let¡¯s exclude those two.¡± ¡°Do as you please.¡± ¡°Out of consideration for the Young Lord¡¯s health, how about reading books? Shall I read you a book?¡± ¡°Which book?¡± According to her father, Zenon reads books well. Apparently, he didn¡¯t show it as he was conscious of checks from his uncle, Marquis Velks, but he liked to study, and the standard of his intelligence was high. Of course, it was hard to say that Heloise had good grades, but her grades were better than being a disaster. As such, it didn¡¯t mean that they were going to do something meaningless like study when they were supposed to play. Heloise thought of ¡®A Thousand and One Nights¡¯. Wouldn¡¯t Zenon be interested if she roughly described classical stories that didn¡¯t exist in this world? Just like the story of the king, who was betrayed by his wife and killed a woman everyday, didn¡¯t kill his new wife for a thousand days just to listen to interesting stories, Heloise knew of many stories. Just like how the wise Scheherazade managed to survive the evil tyrant, poor Heloise could also survive the wicked Zenon. Perhaps it was Heloise who believed in fairy tale-like stories. She sat on a chair, and picked up any of the books that she brought, starting to tell a story that she heard of in her previous life. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? ¡°Just like that, Cinderella¡­ate well and lived well¡­!¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Heloise observed Zenon¡¯s mood and with a perplexed expression, brought up the next story. This isn¡¯t how it should be like. In ¡®A Thousand and One Night¡¯, the tyrant¡¯s tears poured down his face and he couldn¡¯t even sleep due to excitement¡­ No matter how she looked at it, it seemed to have been ruined. ¡°Next, the title is .¡± ¡°All the stories that you talk about are similar. Shall I look at the title and take a guess? This time, the story will be about the little prince marrying a rich queen.¡± ¡°You¡¯re completely wrong. Be quiet and listen.¡± ¡°It wasn¡¯t called , but the ending is similar. More than that, how could a person be named as beans?¡± [T/N: refers to Korean Cinderella. Kong-jwi (??)¡¯s ¡®Kong¡¯ means bean, hence Zenon¡¯s complaint.] Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks This wasn¡¯t at the level of possible failure. This was completely ruined. Heloise shook her head and closed the book. Zenon sat in an improper position, with an arm across the backrest, and spoke sarcastically. ¡°Why? We should continue.¡± ¡°That¡¯s enough. Let¡¯s move on to the next game. From now onwards, let¡¯s start drawing.¡± ¡°Drawing. That sounds fun.¡± The mocking voice remained the same. Nevertheless, Heloise snorted. Who said that this was a drawing contest that noble aristocrats participated in? ¡°Is someone there? I¡¯ll be starting to paint with the Young Lord, so please prepare the drawing kit.¡± At Heloise¡¯s order, the maids quickly prepared the drawing materials. Zenon looked at the canvas and the paints with a bored face. ¡°What kind of game is this?¡± ¡°It¡¯s a game where we draw each other¡¯s faces.¡± ¡°Drawing portraits? It¡¯s so boring that I want to yawn.¡± ¡°It isn¡¯t a portrait. You have to draw it the opposite way as much as possible.¡± During her schooling days, it¡¯s a game that she often played with her seatmate during the self-study hours at night. Using her arms to cover the exercise book, and draw each other¡¯s faces in the funniest possible way. And when their works were revealed at the same time, they would laugh at each other at the sight of the prominent cheekbones, jutting nose bridge that looked as if it was flattened, and overly thick lips, Heloise looked at Zenon with a slightly tensed face. Thick hair as dark as the night sky, eyelashes that cast a shadow, and underneath them were light blue-gray eyes, a high nose and red lips. To be honest, there was nothing that should be diminished from Zenon Lionerik¡¯s face. However, Heloise will somehow try to draw him as silly as possible and make him laugh. The easels were set up to face each other, so that they couldn¡¯t peek at each other¡¯s paintings. ¡°You¡¯ve understood, right? Try to draw it in the opposite way as much as possible. I¡¯ll give you an hour.¡± Without replying, Zenon carelessly lifted the palette and began to move his brush without even drawing a sketch. Meanwhile, Heloise¡¯s situation was not too bad. Her skills were only at the level of drawing Zolaman, but after Viscount Lorca spent hard earned money, she managed to gain pretty good skills. Heloise did her best to draw Zenon uglyly. Although, at the beginning, she wasn¡¯t confident when drawing due to the fact that she was destroying that beautiful appearance, it became doable as she continued to draw. Rather, the thought of Zenon, who would become hopping mad after seeing this, reminded her of the times during night self-study, so it became interesting. Although she would gain some dissatisfied looks for laughing by herself, the two completed their paintings in an hour. As she was pressed for time, Heloise, who couldn¡¯t finish colouring her painting, hugged her canvas that was filled with scribbles and approached Zenon. Zenon, who had already finished his painting 10 minutes ago, didn¡¯t seem interested in whether she peeped or not. He looked elsewhere as if this entire time was spent in boredom. Heloise approached sneakily and took a peek. ¡®Oh my goodness¡¯ There was an enormous beauty drawn there. It was only painted in black so it was unclear, but the one in the canvas whose lips were curved poutingly was Heloise. She doesn¡¯t know what has changed, but her face with a coy smile was attractive enough to catch the eye immediately. Looking at the painting mesmerised, Heloise opened her mouth blankly. ¡°Uh¡­ Why didn¡¯t you draw it the other way around?¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t I tell you to draw it the other way around?¡± ¡°That¡¯s why I drew it the other way around.¡± ¡°What?¡± Not understanding at first, Heloise¡¯s expression gradually hardened. ¡®If this was the opposite, what does my face look like?¡¯ It¡¯s a little but too much for her to say this, but Heloise Lorca, who she had possessed, had a pretty cute, no, very cute face. Bright blonde hair that was fluffy to the touch and soft hazelnut coloured eyes, plump lower eyelids that would fill out cutely whenever she smiled, and small and full lips. In this life, she benefitted from her looks, and had never suffered a loss before from those that had seen her. But he drew her like this, and said that he drew her the other way around? ¡°Let me see what you drew.¡± Heloise used all of her courage to draw him uglily, but she didn¡¯t want to show it to him at all. If this painting was drawn in reverse to reality, wouldn¡¯t Heloise¡¯s painting become something praising Zenon¡¯s beauty? ¡°This rascal is really¡­!¡¯ ¡°Fine!¡± ¡°Why?¡± Heloise stepped back, hiding her canvas with a bright red face. Roughly grasping the situation, Zenon raised the corner of his lips slightly. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± ¡°I¨Cit¡¯s nothing. Let¡¯s stop playing this game.¡± ¡°What do you mean it¡¯s nothing?¡± He seemed to finally regain interest, and got up from his seat with his gaze fixed on Heloise. As he approached one step at a time, Heloise would retreat hesitantly. Her anger started to rise when she thought about why she had to hide the painting like that. They had agreed to draw it the other way around, but wasn¡¯t the person that started the teasing Zenon! Heloise gritted her teeth and shoved the canvas to Zenon. ¡°If you¡¯re so curious about it, have a look! I¡¯m going to go now!¡± Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only ¡®You d*mned arrogant young master. Whether you have a time limit or whatever, play alone and live alone because of your bad personality.¡¯ What do I have to do with what you¡¯re doing? When Heloise glared with true anger, Zenon¡¯s eyes widened and he seemed to be a little surprised. Before he could say anything to her, Heloise left Langbert Mansion without greeting him. Chapter 6 As soon as she returned from Langbert Mansion, she asked for a cup of cold water from a maid. But it was still alright at that point in time. She would have forgotten about it if Zenon¡¯s painting wasn¡¯t sent over. The painting that he had painted that day was inserted in a luxurious frame and sent it to Viscount Lorca. Viscount Lorca barely managed to stop Heloise from trying to rip out the bottom corner as soon as she saw the painting. The only one in the dark, the Viscountess, stared at the scene with widened eyes. ¡°Shove it into the warehouse right now!¡± ¡°Heloise, what happened?¡± ¡°Oh, honey. What brings you here? It¡¯s nothing, so go back inside.¡± The painting of the girl smiling coyly had no choice but to be placed into a dusty warehouse. And the next day. The embroidery class that took place on the last day of the week has returned. This also means that it was the day for her to visit Young Lord Lionerik. After roughly hearing about the situation from the maid, Viscount Lorca wouldn¡¯t help but watch his daughter¡¯s mood. ¡°Heloise, a promise is still a promise¡­¡± ¡°What promise? I¡¯ve never made anything like a promise.¡± ¡°But if you suddenly stop going over, the Young Master will be upset¡­¡± The problem isn¡¯t about him being upset, but your concern that his health would deteriorate if he used mana again. Heloise spoke bluntly with a curt expression. ¡°Now that I¡¯ve thrown a tantrum, the Young Lord wouldn¡¯t want me anymore.¡± Contrary to her expectations, there wasn¡¯t any contact from Langbert Mansion. Although she cancelled her planned visit to the mansion on Friday without a word, his servant didn¡¯t come to pick her up and didn¡¯t scold the Viscount family as her father had feared. Well, while the significance of such a scolding was secondary, it would have been quite a blow towards Viscount Lorca, whose loyalty the heavens will cry about, but Zenon oddly didn¡¯t display any sort of stance. After her father became noticeably anxious, her mother soon knew the truth. Her mother¡¯s reaction was calmer than Heloise had expected. ¡°It must have been hard to have to attend to a child that¡¯s older and of higher status than you all of a sudden, Heloise.¡± Her mother first comforted Heloise for her hardships before raising the topic. Despite his high status, he was ousted to the back room, becoming merely the Young Lord of a ducal family. Although he was two years older, considering the fact that she possessed this body, that guy was nothing more than a kid to Heloise. ¡°What are you going to do next week? According to your father, there¡¯s a promise to visit three times a week. Even if you didn¡¯t go on Friday because you¡¯re angry, wouldn¡¯t the Young Lord of Lionerik be waiting next week?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know. Call for those stupid kids again and make them fight for jewels?¡± He¡¯s losing his family¡¯s wealth, his health, and his handsome looks. Her mother might have felt sorry, so she held on to Heloise and persuaded her, who was sullen. ¡°Don¡¯t be like that. Let¡¯s talk about this again after relieving your mood. Since you¡¯d said that you have a weekend appointment with Isaac, it wouldn¡¯t be bad for you to meet him.¡± ¡°Oh right, Isaac!¡± When Isaac¡¯s name appeared, as if a light bulb was turned on, Heloise¡¯s face brightened. Isaac is Heloise¡¯s old childhood friend. He was one of the few friends that Heloise, a solemn possessor who didn¡¯t like impertinent children, liked. Isaac was a friendly, upright, patient, and all in all, a kind boy. As he tended to be blindly obedient to whatever Heloise planned, she thought of him as a pretty confidant, but the people around her praised her for having a good relationship with friends. ¡°It¡¯s already today?¡± ¡°Alright. Quickly go and relieve your mood with Isaac before coming back.¡± Pretending that she couldn¡¯t beat her mother¡¯s pestering, Heloise left the mansion. By now, Isaac might be waiting for Heloise to come. She headed towards the mansion of Count Velazquez, where Isaac lived, in a carriage. ¡°Heloise!¡± As soon as she entered the mansion, Isaac ran over excitedly as if he was a dog welcoming its owner, just like she had expected. Though, he was a bit big for a dog, so she should change it. It¡¯s more appropriate to call him a large dog¡­ Heloise liked the immense pride that surged for no particular reason when she took good care of Isaac, who has a careless stature. It was the same today. ¡°I¡¯ve been waiting for you. I¡¯ve already prepared the tea in the tea garden, so let¡¯s head there quickly.¡± ¡°Long time no see, Isaac.¡± The two seated in the tea garden and began to catch up. According to Isaac, half a year ago he was brought to the territory and underwent successor classes according to his father¡¯s orders. ¡°Oh, my. Who would have thought that the reason you asked me to come over was because of the successor classes?¡± Dumbfounded, Isaac burst into laughter. Still, he seemed to have tanned and became healthier during the time they didn¡¯t meet, so he looked better. ¡°Heloise, did anything special happen?¡± ¡°Anything special?¡± Of course there was. She couldn¡¯t say there wasn¡¯t. ¡°Do you know which family my dad is loyal to?¡± ¡°Father? Viscount Lorca? ¡­Uh, Lionerik?¡± Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks ¡°Yes. I was assigned to be a playmate there.¡± ¡°What?¡± Isaac¡¯s eyes widened in surprise. Despite his unusual countenance, he didn¡¯t seem to know anything about what happened at the Langbert Mansion. ¡°Are you talking about Young Lord Lionerik? And not the daughter of Marquis Velks? ¡°Marquis Velks can¡¯t officially use the name Lionerik. I went to Langbert Mansion.¡± ¡°Oh my goodness, Heloise.¡± ¡°It seems like you know of Zenon¡¯s temper.¡± It was hard to say that Zenon was overbearing. The way he spent money and his mana recklessly after being judged as time limited was more like someone that has given up on everything. ¡°¡­I¡¯ll just tell you about the things that I¡¯ve picked up here and there.¡± From how Isaac disliked talking about others, it seems that he didn¡¯t want to talk badly about Zenon. ¡°It¡¯s probably true. He gathered all the children in the world and instigated them to fight each other, giving something like a reward to these people. He told me to join them.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Isaac held his forehead with a difficult expression. Heloise could tell what he wanted to say from that expression. It meant that Isaac didn¡¯t want to be insulting, but what a troublesome young master he was. ¡°So you went there?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t you know my personality? I left immediately. But the next time, he called for me only.¡± ¡°And then?¡± ¡°So¡­¡± She can¡¯t say that she wanted to tell a thousand stories, but the pattern was already seen through by the start of the fourth one. Even if Isaac can keep a secret. ¡°Anyways, it didn¡¯t end well. I said that I wouldn¡¯t go there anymore, the Young Lord didn¡¯t respond, and my house was in an uproar. Both my mom and my dad.¡± ¡°That¡¯s understandable. You¡¯ve had a hard time, Heloise¡­¡± ¡°If I was as amiable and friendly as you, the situation would have been better. Or I just had an easygoing personality from the beginning.¡± Isaac smiled awkwardly, at a loss of what he should do. Heloise put down her teacup and let out a deep sigh. ¡°I have to go to Young Lord Lionerik next Monday. I pretended to be unreasonable with my parents, but I had no choice but to go. I don¡¯t know what kind of torment I¡¯ll suffer if I go.¡± ¡°Haha¡­¡± ¡°If only I could go with you. Isaac, you have a kind personality, so I think you can calm that temper.¡± Heloise was just speaking in passing. She was just grumbling without any expectations. But Isaac¡¯s words were unexpected. ¡°Should I?¡± ¡°Huh?¡± ¡°Should I¡­ we go together and meet the Young Lord?¡± At the words that he stammered softly with his head lowered, Heloise raised her head, surprised for the first time. Perhaps out of awkwardness, Isaac brushed his hand against the back of his neck, but he wasn¡¯t someone that said empty words. ¡°You¡¯re going to meet him? What are you going to do after meeting him?¡± ¡°Well¡­ I can persuade him to get along with you a little better¡­ Or I¡¯ll examine what kind of person he is¡­¡± ¡°Why do you have to examine him?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± At her words, Isaac couldn¡¯t answer for a moment as his neck turned red. ¡°Isaac?¡± ¡°Anyways, I might be able to play the mediator between you and Young Lord Lionerik. If it was an uncomfortable proposal¡­ I apologise, Heloise.¡± ¡°Why are you apologising? You don¡¯t have to apologise at all! I like it.¡± Although Heloise said that she liked it, she was still bewildered. Why was he coming with her? While they weren¡¯t from families that would find the jewels that Zenon threw around regrettable, but no matter what, she would get a mental illness from looking at Zenon. Nevertheless, Heloise felt much lighter at his words. It would be much better for them to go together than to go alone. ¡°Really? Then can I tell them that I¡¯ll be going with you? To both my father and the Langbert Mansion.¡± ¡°Yes, let¡¯s do that.¡± ¡®If we go without prior notice, Isaac alone might be shut out at the door, even if he isn¡¯t a strange person.¡¯ Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only If he said no after she contacted them, then there¡¯s no choice, but if he said yes, it was great for her. Heloise nodded with a light heart. The next sip of tea she drank was delicious, even though it was cold. Chapter 7 The weekend has passed, and Monday came. Heloise stopped by Count Velazquez¡¯s mansion. According to Isaac, the Langbert Mansion allowed Isaac to visit. Heloise doesn¡¯t know what caused that madman to accept. She happily picked up Isaac and headed to the Langbert Mansion. The butler that she met didn¡¯t show any of the light of confusion that he displayed when Heloise one-sidedly decided to leave last week. He had only greeted the two of them happily with the attitude of a servant welcoming Lionerik¡¯s guests. ¡°As the Young Master started his preparations late today, I¡¯d appreciate it if you could wait in the drawing room for a while.¡± Heloise and Isaac nodded their heads. But Zenon took much longer than she had anticipated. Bored, the two of them sat on the chairs in the drawing room and whispered to each other. Just as laughter began to escape as their conversation was about to reach its peak, the door to the drawing room opened. Zenon, who opened the door hastily, was smiling. ¡°Heloise!¡± Upon spotting Isaac, that smile shattered like broken glass. ¡°What¡¯s this?¡± ¡°Hello, Young Lord Lionerik. My name is Isaac Velazquez.¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t allow something like this to enter my mansion.¡± With an expressionless face, Zenon stared at Isaac, who had a slightly higher point of view. With a stature as big as a bear, Isaac was bewildered and at a loss of what he should do. Sensing that it was time for her to step in, Heloise stood up from her seat. ¡°Hello, Young Lord.¡± ¡°Heloise, what¡¯s with this second-rate that¡¯s around you today? Is it a new toy?¡± ¡°Please take care with your words. Isaac is my friend. I brought him in order to introduce him to the Young Lord.¡± ¡°You¡¯re going to introduce this to me?¡± ¡°Would you be able to recall it if I said I¡¯ve already asked for Langbert Mansion¡¯s understanding?¡± Zenon, who had temporarily listened to her words blankly, said ¡°Ah,¡± before letting out a short groan. It¡¯s obvious. He must have roughly answered the servant¡¯s question while doing something crazy. Heloise pressed hard on the middle of her forehead and agonised over how she should go through this absurd situation. Isaac, who could have been quite affronted, was the first to deal with this situation. ¡°It seems that there must have been an error in communication. I apologise for the sudden visit, Young Lord Lionerik.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Isaac apologised first, but Zenon didn¡¯t respond at all. With a sullen expression, he arrogantly followed. ¡°I would have only called for Heloise Lorca.¡± ¡°I¨CI¡¯m sorry.¡± ¡°I can¡¯t believe this.¡± The seat quickly became a thorny cushion. If Zenon had a milder personality, it wouldn¡¯t have been a problem, but since he treated Isaac as an uninvited guest flagrantly, an uncomfortable silence descended upon them. However, Zenon opened his mouth with a frown, perhaps because he didn¡¯t intend to watch the situation without doing anything. ¡°So, you also want to become my playmate?¡± ¡°If Young Lord Lionerik allows me to.¡± Isaac gave an amiable smile and tried his best to soothe the atmosphere. Zenon, who was watching that appearance quietly, let out a snort. ¡°Alright. There¡¯s nothing that can¡¯t be done.¡± ¡°Is that alright?¡± Heloise could see the butler patting his chest, his tensed face now relaxed. However, the fishy smile that was on Zenon¡¯s mouth has yet to be erased. ¡°What¡¯s there that can¡¯t be alright? However, today¡¯s game will be decided by me.¡± ¡°What?¡± Just then, Heloise, who had been watching silently, stepped out. ¡®Isn¡¯t it obvious what that human would do?¡¯ She was about to shout her disapproval, but Isaac stopped her and answered first. ¡°Of course. Feel free to make your choice, Young Lord Lionerik.¡± ¡°Isaac!¡± ¡°Even if it was unintentional, I did commit a breach of etiquette towards the Young Lord, so I would like to concede on this, Heloise.¡± Isaac had definitely heard of Zenon¡¯s personality, so he couldn¡¯t have been unaware that Zenon was currently behaving nastily on purpose. However, Isaac seemed to have made his own resolution, and took a step forward with straightened shoulders. ¡°Instead, leave Heloise to rest. What do you think? ¡°Do as you please. The event will be hunting. The person that catches a better prey wins.¡± ¡°Alright.¡± Heloise didn¡¯t have any more time to dissuade him. Zenon told his servants to prepare hunting equipment. ¡°Heard that? We¡¯ll be hunting from now onwards. Make preparations for two people to go hunting in 30 minutes.¡± Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks After saying that, he didn¡¯t seem to have any intention of changing into hunting gear from the way he crossed his legs arrogantly. ¡®This isn¡¯t it¡­¡¯ Although Heloise didn¡¯t think that they would get along together even if Isaac came along with her, she didn¡¯t expect for a competition to unfold. The only fortunate thing was that she didn¡¯t have to participate in it. Those two seemed to be considerate of ladies, but she wanted to bluntly ask if they could play with toys obediently and kill time, instead of being considerate. Time passed heartlessly without exceptions for anyone, and less than 30 minutes later, news that the hunting preparations had finished was conveyed by the servants. Heloise was suddenly seated on a soft cushion under the shade of a parasol held up by a maid, watching the two hunt. Although the sun shone brightly, it wasn¡¯t that hot due to the parasol¡¯s shade. However, her expression gradually stiffened as she felt burdened by the finely embroidered cushion placed to elevate her knees and the servants that awaited for an order with a fan in hand. Noticing this, Isaac waved his hand in a wide motion. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Heloise!¡± Perhaps due to her complexion that had been pale since earlier, Isaac reassured her with a confident tone. Heloise didn¡¯t know how she should answer, so she waved her hand awkwardly and made eye contact with Zenon, who was looking at her. He looked at Heloise quietly without saying a single word. From his gaze, waving at Isaac had become a very bad thing for some reason, so Heloise, who was easily startled, lowered her hand sneakily. At that, Zenon turned his head and muttered. ¡°Let¡¯s start.¡± ¡°No, the Young Lord should go first.¡± ¡°Me?¡± The corner of Zenon¡¯s lips twitched, and he smiled. ¡°Would that be alright?¡± ¡°Of course. But you shouldn¡¯t use magic as we are hunting.¡± Isaac often showed a shy appearance in front of Heloise, but he originally had a magnanimous and confident personality. Moreover, to Isaac, it was a matter of conscience rather than competitiveness to yield the turn to the sickly young master, who was not only pale from always being stuck in the mansion, but also a little shorter than Isaac. ¡°Who doesn¡¯t know that?¡± Perhaps the person that¡¯s listening heard his words twistedly, and with a fleeting smile, Zenon seemed like he wouldn¡¯t reject his favour, placing his foot in the stirrups and getting onto the horse in a rapid motion, before collecting the bow and arrows handed over by the servant. He then held the reins tightly and started off in a gallop. After a moment, Isaac also rode on his horse and directed his horse in a direction that¡¯s far from the direction Zenon left in. On the other hand, Heloise agonised over who she should pretend to be cheering for. Although she didn¡¯t particularly want to cheer for them, it felt like she had to pretend to cheer for one out of the two, Zenon, the successor of Lionerik who was outwardly supported by her father, or Isaac, her friend that came along with her. As she gulped down the tea, one of the servants following behind the two youths called in a loud voice. ¡°A prey was caught!¡± At those words, Heloise was surprised and her shoulders flinched slightly. ¡°It¡¯s Young Master Zenon!¡± The first person to catch a prey was Zenon. He had only pulled the string on his bow once and shot down an eagle, the king of predatory birds. Without wasting arrows, the eagle¡¯s chest was penetrated cleanly. The eagle that fell onto the floor was as large as the upper body of an adult male. As such, the servant had no choice but to drag the prey over. Dark brown feathers scattered in the air along with the sound of thud of the bird dropping to the ground. In the meantime, while seated on top of a horse, Zenon¡¯s gaze down at the prey was indifferent. Perhaps becoming anxious as Zenon managed to hunt a prey too easily, the sound of a series of arrows being released could be heard from Isaac. Then, all of a sudden, the sound of a beast¡¯s shriek could be heard. ¡°This side has also caught a prey! It¡¯s a wild boar!¡± Isaac caught a young boar. After Isaac caught a prey that¡¯s better than a bird, joy flickered across his face instantly. Just as Isaac, who released three or four arrows in a row, directed the horse forward to check the prey. A large wild boar that seems to be the mother of a young wild boar ran over and crashed into Isaac¡¯s horse. ¡°Gasp!¡± At the same time, the hunt ended in a mess. Isaac rolled off the back of the horse and fortunately fell into a pile of soft bushes, preventing any mishaps from occurring. ¡°Isaac!¡± Heloise, who was seated underneath the parasol and watching the situation, got up in an instance and shouted. ¡°Are you alright?¡± Falling off a horse! The problem was that he nearly lost his life. When Heloise, surprised that the servants helping him over approached, Isaac¡¯s neck turned red and he pushed her away. ¡°I¨CI¡¯m fine, Heloise.¡± ¡°You just fell off the horse!¡± ¡°But I didn¡¯t get seriously injured except for chafing my inner thighs.¡± Isaac moved his arms and legs, trying his best to show Heloise that he was fine. Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only However, his condition didn¡¯t seem well due to his red face and the creaking body. Heloise¡¯s worried gaze was still present. At that sight, Zenon¡¯s gaze turned chilly. Chapter 8 He dismounted from the horse and spoke while looking at the two. ¡°It isn¡¯t fun.¡± Even if someone rolled down from a horse, the game was more important to Zenon. Unlike his tone when yielding, Isaac scratched his head and replied. ¡°Haha, you¡¯re right. Also, it seems that I¡¯ve lost, Young Lord Lionerik.¡± Zenon brushed past the two of them in a cold manner without hearing Isaac¡¯s response. After Zenon left, the remaining servants opened their mouths after reading the atmosphere. ¡°There are two of the Young Master¡¯s doctors in the mansion. I¡¯ll tell him to make preparations immediately.¡± ¡°I¡¯m alright though¡­¡± ¡°What do you mean you¡¯re alright? Get examined quickly.¡± When Heloise pushed on his back to urge him, Isaac had no choice but to limp and be seated in a nearby chair with the help of a servant expressionlessly. ¡°Does it hurt a lot? Is the injury very serious?¡± ¡°It doesn¡¯t, so don¡¯t be like that. I¡¯m ashamed.¡± ¡°What¡¯s there to be ashamed about? I¡¯m worried because you got hurt.¡± ¡°Young Lord Lionerik didn¡¯t want to see that either.¡± When Isaac mentioned Zenon, who left coldly, Heloise responded in a curt tone. ¡°Do you have to be conscious of him when you¡¯re in pain? Why do you have to put up with the Young Lord¡¯s mood when you¡¯re in pain? I¡¯m not like that even if I have my dad.¡± ¡°The person I¡¯m conscious about isn¡¯t the Young Lord, but¡­¡± ¡°What?¡± As Isaac muttered quietly, he soon bowed his head with a reddened neck, and shook his head. ¡°It¡¯s nothing much.¡± ¡°Boring.¡± ¡°Anyways, this type of wound appears frequently when receiving knight training, so there¡¯s no need to worry about it.¡± At Isaac¡¯s response, Heloise immediately agonised over whether she had offended the pride of a sensitive adolescent boy. Right, it¡¯s possible at that age. The age where you¡¯d want to look strong in front of your peers for no reason in particular. Instantly convinced, Heloise nodded. ¡°That¡¯s a relief.¡± ¡°Even so¡­ Thank you for your concern.¡± When she heard those words, Heloise laughed without responding. The reason she was fond of Isaac and stayed together as childhood friends was precisely because of this. He would always have such a charm at the end. In any case, Heloise¡¯s tensed shoulders relaxed when she was assured that the kid she thought was injured was alright. In an exhausted mood, she surveyed her surroundings belatedly, and realised the seat that Zenon vacated. Just then, the chief physician of Langbert Mansion arrived under the servant¡¯s guidance. He was quite an elderly man, who rushed over pitifully at the news that someone had been injured. Perhaps he misunderstood that Zenon was the one that¡¯s injured. After being updated on the situation, he was noticeably relieved. Heloise was lost in thought for a moment as she watched Isaac being treated underneath the parasol. What should she do with Zenon who left saying it wasn¡¯t fun? Heloise didn¡¯t even know where he went. Although she wanted to find him, she couldn¡¯t search through another¡¯s mansion as she pleased. There were only a few servants remaining, and most of them were missing. In truth, today¡¯s meeting was, without a doubt, a failure. She was agonising over how she should deliver the news to her parents, who were waiting for news of today¡¯s meeting. Then, after receiving treatment, Isaac touched the deftly wrapped bandage and stood on his two feet awkwardly. ¡°Heloise, I¡¯ve finished receiving treatment.¡± ¡°Yeah.¡± Giving a rough answer while in deep thought, she sneakily observed Isaac¡¯s countenance. With an expression that he knew nothing, he blinked his guileless eyes. ¡°What are you thinking about? Let¡¯s return now.¡± ¡°Return?¡± ¡°Yes. Since the Young Lord has left, hasn¡¯t today¡¯s meeting ended?¡± ¡°Right¡­ That¡¯s true¡­¡± ¡°I¡¯m glad that nothing happened to you.¡± The boy¡¯s face, who spoke while smiling broadly, was fine-looking. Heloise scratched her cheek awkwardly. In any case, Zenon was a cause for concern. If she left the kid, who had departed quickly, on his own, there may be unimaginable consequences. How annoyed would he be during the next meeting? She wanted to return after accurately discerning Zenon¡¯s condition. However, she didn¡¯t want to further burden Isaac, who had gotten injured while competing with Zenon. ¡°Hmm.¡± ¡°Should I tell them to prepare a carriage?¡± ¡°Ah, I¡¯m¡­¡± Heloise closed her mouth for a moment and chose her words. ¡°I seem to have left something behind.¡± ¡°Left something behind?¡± Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks ¡°Well, I have a pocket notebook¡­ I wrote down my personal information there. But I think I¡¯d left it in the drawing room earlier.¡± ¡°Then let¡¯s go and retrieve it together.¡± ¡°No way. There¡¯s no need for you to do so, since you¡¯ve even gotten injured. You can go first and I¡¯ll return separately after retrieving it.¡± D*mn it. It was suspicious no matter what she said. Perhaps sensing that something was strange, Isaac¡¯s brows furrowed. He looked like he didn¡¯t understand. ¡°Shouldn¡¯t you order the servants to do that?¡± That was actually the simplest method. The servants were spread out in their vicinity, and it was clear without obstacles to their hearing. As such, they were also poised to head straight to the drawing room at Heloise¡¯s words. But Heloise hurriedly shook her head. ¡°No. It¡¯s something really precious, so I want to look for it myself. Go back first, Isaac.¡± ¡°¡­Is that so?¡± ¡°Yeah. I¡¯m sorry for not being able to go back with you. I¡¯ll visit you next time.¡± ¡°Why are you using something like this to visit a sick person? But it bothers me that I can¡¯t see you return safely.¡± After he finished speaking, he seemed to go ¡°oops¡±, before refusing to speak. From his words ¡®safely¡¯, it made it seem like Langbert Mansion was a den of danger. The ears and eyes of the servants were like Zenon¡¯s. Everything that¡¯s spoken would undoubtedly reach Zenon¡¯s ears. Even if he feels unhappy with those words, it was already spilled water. Heloise hurriedly changed the topic like she was trying to fix Isaac¡¯s slip of the tongue. ¡°I¡¯ll be fine as I¡¯m strong, unlike you. I¡¯ll return as soon as I¡¯ve found my notebook, so return quickly and rest.¡± ¡°Alright¡­¡± There was nothing Isaac could do this time. He had sensed the strangeness, but he couldn¡¯t nitpick any longer, so he nodded obediently. His expression was still uncomfortable though. Heloise shot a meaningful gaze at a nearby servant. Having made eye contact, he seemed to have understood and nodded. His reply was that he would definitely take good care of Isaac. As soon as she got the answer she wanted, Heloise left her seat and turned around. A maid followed behind her naturally. There were two maids that held the parasol and the fan respectively. Upon hearing that Heloise had lost her item, the two asked with a worried expression. ¡°Did you say pocket notebook?¡± ¡°May I know the colour and type of leather that¡¯s used as the outer cover? I would like to assist you in locating it.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t have a pocket notebook. Rather than that, can you tell me where the Young Lord went? ¡°What?¡± With rapid steps, Heloise looked straight ahead. The huge garden of Langbert Mansion and the main building were visible. The mansion that she had to search through looked especially larger. ¡°I¡¯m talking about Young Lord Zenon. I have something to tell him.¡± ¡°W¡ªwell. We, too, didn¡¯t see the direction the Young Master was headed towards so we can¡¯t tell you¡­¡± The maids lowered their heads apologetically. After realising that the pocket notebook was just an excuse, they composed themselves and regained the disposition that a servant of the Langbert Mansion, where Young Master Zenon was the top priority in everything, would possess. ¡°But when he¡¯s feeling down¡­ He often heads to the maze in the central garden.¡± With a very cautious tone, one of the two maids looked at the moods of those nearby before continuing in a hushed voice. ¡°Maze?¡± ¡°There is a small maze made by the gardeners in the central garden. It¡¯s a place that the Young Master often visits.¡± ¡°Where is that?¡± ¡°If you turn right on the road that you¡¯re facing, you¡¯ll see the entrance. It¡¯s obvious because of the rose vine.¡± Heloise nodded and made a gesture of dismissal. Perhaps due to worry, the maids peeked at her a little, before bowing their heads and hid themselves. She started walking without hesitation as soon as they had disappeared. As expected, she can¡¯t go back like this. She had to check on Zenon first before returning. As Heloise walked along the road as per the maid¡¯s directions, she spotted the entrance to the maze that had intricately intertwined rose vines. The red roses that twined along the considerably old looking iron decorations gave off a fascinating scent. It was an intense scent that was just like its owner, and the place was extravagant, causing her to frown. ¡°Would he be here?¡± The maze wasn¡¯t like typical mazes, in that it wasn¡¯t complicated. This is because the only path that forms a circle would definitely reach the center. As such, rather than making someone lose their way, it was more likely that the maze was made with aesthetic in mind. In that case, was he plucking roses to relieve his irritation by himself? While it didn¡¯t seem fitting, on the other hand, they held a commonality, in which they were both beautiful. If the beautiful-looking Zenon did such a thing, it would become a painting in its own right, so Heloise found that amusing. Snorting at her own thoughts, Heloise stepped into the maze. At the same time, she made eye contact with a transparent blue fish that¡¯s floating in the air. A blue fish that was floating amongst the red roses that were in full bloom. It was an unrealistic scene. That was magic. There was no other explanation other than it was a certain someone¡¯s magic, and a trace of Zenon. Heloise reached out towards the fish. As expected, the extended hand passed through the fish like a shadow. Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only As if it was provoked, the blue fish moved away, wagging its beautiful tail. Without being shocked or doubtful, Heloise continued to chase the fish. As she slowly walked along the outskirts of the round maze, the center of the maze gradually appeared. Heloise felt like the scent of roses intensified as she walked towards the center. It was because there was black haired boy with pale skin leaning against the fountain in the center. Chapter 9 He stared into the fountain that didn¡¯t spew water, as if there was something within. When Heloise was about to call him ¡®Young Lord¡¯. Zenon raised his lowered head quickly. Clear, blue-gray eyes. His sharp and raw gaze bore into Heloise. Surprised that Heloise had suddenly entered his territory, Zenon looked at her with embarrassment and opened his mouth. ¡°¡­How did that guy get here?¡± ¡°That guy? Who are you talking about? Heloise clearly knew, but pretended that she didn¡¯t know. It was the first time that this young master showed an embarrassed side. Hiding her internal thought that it¡¯s funny, Heloise¡¯s seemingly innocent question was spoken in a detestable tone. Avoiding her gaze, Zenon spoke irritably while blood oozed from the aggressive chewing of his lips. ¡°You know who.¡± ¡°Isaac has left.¡± At that, Zenon burst into a short laugh. That reaction was the most pleasant he has had today. A slight sneer accompanied it. ¡°Oh, while it wasn¡¯t fun to play with, but it¡¯s great that he runs away so quickly.¡± ¡°He didn¡¯t run away, but returned after receiving treatment for his injury.¡± Heloise¡¯s defence caused the corners of Zenon¡¯s lips to twist upwards. It was clearly a sneer. She didn¡¯t know where a young kid would learn to laugh like that. Heloise was convinced that Wednesday would have been very exhausting if she hadn¡¯t seen Zenon today. ¡°What¡¯s the Young Lord doing here?¡± ¡°As you can see, I¡¯m playing by myself.¡± Before she knew it, Zenon¡¯s embarrassment was suppressed, and he slowly raised his hand as he spoke. Then, the blue fish that guided Heloise to this spot entangled itself in Zenon¡¯s hand and rubbed its body gently against his fingers charmingly. Unlike how it passed through Heloise¡¯s hand futilely, it naturally touched Zenon¡¯s hand as if it was idling in its home. ¡°With the fish made of magic?¡± ¡°Fish? Does it look like a fish?¡± With a snort, Zenon grabbed the fish. At the same time, the shape of the fish scattered. And then, dozens, no, hundreds of small droplets appeared in their surroundings and gushed out. ¡°This isn¡¯t much. It¡¯s just lumps of mana.¡± The water droplets began to curl into bubbles and soon started to rise upwards like firecrackers of water with the air as support, The changes and movements were so fast that her eyes were busily chasing them. When Heloise turned her head distractedly, following along the trail of blue mana, Zenon smiled and folded his long fingers into a clenched fist. At that moment, bluish energy filled the fountain that was empty, and something beautiful that wasn¡¯t light gushed out. Heloise was rendered speechless for a moment as she gazed at the trajectory drawn by the mysterious yet beautiful thing. As dusk fell, the blue mana contrasted with the sunset that dyed the sky red, and with one of Zenon¡¯s meaningful gaze, started a fluttering dance. The rising mana moved vividly as if it was about to sprinkle upon Heloise, causing her lips to rise into a faint smile. ¡°You can do something like this?¡± ¡°Why? Is it amazing that a weak Young Lord with a corrupt personality knows how to do this?¡± ¡°Me? No way. I realised the Young Lord¡¯s amazing magical skills from the first time I met you.¡± Heloise, who disliked conflict, immediately placated Zenon¡¯s provocation and gave a faint smile. What¡¯s this, if he had the power to make such a beautiful scenery, shouldn¡¯t he have shown this scene to those playmates that came previously and played with them? If that was the case, everyone would admire and like Zenon. ¡°Why did you have to use such a wonderful power to scare people?¡± ¡°Scare? I was just playing around. It¡¯s nothing much now.¡± ¡°If you look at such beautiful things together, wouldn¡¯t you become closer?¡± Happy to look at this beautiful scenery, Heloise had a huge smile and spoke with a light heart. Looking at her face silently, Zenon asked quietly. ¡°What about you?¡± ¡°Yes?¡± ¡°Do you think you can get close to me? Aren¡¯t we looking at this view together?¡± Heloise only roughly listened to his words while frantically observing the mana lumps. Whatever it was that he had said, she just replied roughly with a nod of her head. ¡°Of course, of course. I wish that we¡¯d done this sooner.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Preoccupied with looking at the fountain for a long time, Heloise wasn¡¯t aware that her face was being worn out by the gaze of a certain someone, and only came to her senses after Zenon calmed the mana down. ¡°It¡¯s so pretty!¡± ¡°Is that so?¡± ¡°Yeah. Time seems to have flown by.¡± At that, Zenon, whose expression was slowly disappearing, suddenly gave a faint smile and replied. ¡°Me too.¡± ¡°Yes?¡± ¡°My time seems to have flown by quickly as well.¡± ¡°Somehow, we agree with each other.¡± Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks Her smiling face looked bright. Heloise thought that the day ended on a light note, and it was one of the few good days ever since she met Zenon. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? Wednesday. Monday passed by tiringly and Tuesday passed by peacefully. And Wednesday. The day to visit Zenon came again. Upon hearing that Zenon had smiled multiple times on Monday, her father and mother seemed quite happy. Her mother even said that the sick Zenon acted indomitable in the stories Heloise shared, and hearing about it made her sad for the doleful ¡®Zenon Lionerik¡¯. ¡°Heloise, are you going to the young master again today?¡± Her mother clearly knew about it but pretended not to, and asked Heloise. Heloise thought about it for a moment before nodding obediently. It¡¯s because the previous meeting on Monday wasn¡¯t that bad. Although Isaac was injured and didn¡¯t reconcile with Zenon definitively, she liked looking at the mana he showed her, and the atmosphere was friendly until they parted ways. If Zenon could behave as well as he did while they were at the maze on Monday, she wouldn¡¯t be opposed to spending more time with Zenon in the future. ¡°What about Isaac? Didn¡¯t you go with him previously?¡± When her mother, who didn¡¯t know the exact details of what happened that day, asked her that, Heloise answered with a slight shrug. ¡°That kid got injured on Monday. He¡¯s probably resting.¡± ¡°Oh dear. Isaac said that he couldn¡¯t make it?¡± ¡°That¡¯s not true, but I¡¯m just not going to ask. I don¡¯t want to burden a sick kid.¡± ¡°Yes, well done. Anyways, I¡¯m glad that you¡¯re getting along with the Young Master.¡± Heloise couldn¡¯t tell her joyous mother that they weren¡¯t that close yet, so she just smiled awkwardly. ¡°In that case, have fun today as well. Feel free to talk to your mom if you¡¯re having a hard time.¡± ¡°Yes. I will, Mom.¡± As Heloise twirled the hair that her nanny had twisted into beautiful waves, eventually gave up on correcting her and waved lightly before separating from her mother. When the time came, she boarded the carriage and the coachman directed it towards the Langbert Mansion skillfully, without asking for her destination. When the front gate of the mansion came into sight, she recalled the glowing fountain she saw in the rose maze and smiled again. Just as Heloise¡¯s carriage was about to pass through the main gate. ¡°Who are you?¡± The gatekeeper guarding the mansion asked the coachman. It was a question asked for formalities. ¡°It¡¯s the Young Lady of the Lorca Viscounty.¡± ¡°Please wait a moment.¡± Heloise looked out of the window with a bored look while the gatekeeper contacted the mansion¡¯s management with a magic tool. Even if he was ousted as the successor, this kind of security was fundamental as long as he was a lineage of Lionerik. As this was a frequent occurrence, she waited for a moment. Suddenly, the coachman that got off the driver¡¯s seat knocked on the door of the carriage. Heloise lowered the window and was greeted with the coachman¡¯s stiff face. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± ¡°My lady, I¡¯m afraid that we have to turn around.¡± ¡°What do you mean? I¡¯m supposed to see the Young Lord.¡± ¡°Ah¡­¡± The coachman seemed to be embarrassed, as he avoided her gaze while choosing his words and delivered them as quickly as he could. ¡°The Langbert Mansion refused the visit.¡± ¡°What?¡± Surprised, Heloise stuck her head out of the window and looked at the gatekeeper. The gatekeeper, who was now familiar with the situation after encountering it several times, was also avoiding Heloise¡¯s gaze with a blinking eye as much as possible, as if the situation was embarrassing. ¡°Is there a mistake? Tell the Young Lord. I¡¯ve come here today as the Young Lord¡¯s playmate.¡± ¡°That¡¯s¡­ That¡¯s Young Master Lionerik¡¯s order.¡± ¡°¡­What?¡± The coachman, who had delivered the message, paled. The gatekeeper seemed to be communicating with the mansion¡¯s management as he touched the magic tool and murmured more words, but in the end, there wasn¡¯t any message to enter. ¡°Asking me to return?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± While the coachman was ashamed and at a loss of what to do, Heloise laughed dryly in bewilderment. ¡°Hah! You asked whether we had gotten closer last time, but you¡¯re playing a prank now!¡± Nothing changed even if she muttered in anger to herself. Since the huge Langbert Mansion had been instructed to not accept Heloise, it was impossible for her to break through blindly with a carriage. Heloise bit hard on her lip, before opening her mouth ¡°Fine, turn the carriage around and return.¡± ¡°Yes, understood.¡± Perhaps the coachman was afraid that he would be implicated in the sparks she was emitting, so he returned to the driver¡¯s seat quickly and turned the carriage around. When the carriage was a distance away from the main gate of the Langbert Mansion and was travelling through walls that had exactly the same pattern on them, Heloise opened her mouth again expressionlessly. ¡°Wait a minute.¡± Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only ¡°Yes?¡± ¡°Stop here, please. I need to get off for a moment.¡± ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? Chapter 10 In the end, the coachman was unable to stop her. This was because the safety of Heloise, who didn¡¯t bring a maid along as she found it annoying, was entirely entrusted to the coachman. However, Heloise was extremely firm in her stance. She ordered him to leave her behind and return the carriage to the Viscounty of Lorca. At the order that came from his master¡¯s daughter, the coachman had no choice but to leave Heloise and return to the mansion. As such, when Heloise was alone, looked up at the high walls of Langbert Mansion. And at her not-so-long limbs of a fourteen year old. ¡°D*mned bastard.¡± Heloise rolled up the sleeves of the cute dress that her nanny had insisted on dressing her in easily. She also untied a ribbon on her sleeve and tied her flowing hair into a bun, before sinking in deep thought while gritting her teeth. If she had left without witnessing the fountain show after Isaac had been injured, or if they reunited again after the terrible first meeting, it definitely wouldn¡¯t be like this. While wearing a pair of smooth enamel shoes, Heloise stepped on protruding portions of the stone wall and climbed up steadily. She wasn¡¯t childhood friends with Isaac, a knight-in-training, for nothing. While she wasn¡¯t very smart, she had confidence in things requiring her to use her body. For someone that burns trees easily and was frequently lectured over what a noble lady like her was doing, it wasn¡¯t a problem for her to climb over this wall, even with hindering hair and fluttering sleeves. However, as she wasn¡¯t a specialised thief or an assassin, Heloise was discovered by a soldier patrolling the mansion the moment she climbed over the outer wall. ¡°Ah! Young Lady Lorca! Why are you inside here?¡± ¡°When have you seen me? Pretend that you didn¡¯t see me! Please just pretend that you don¡¯t know me!¡± Heloise ran away quickly and hid herself in the garden. While she was wandering about in the woods, the news had perhaps been spreaded amongst the soldiers, and she could hear their voices calling for her. ¡°Young Lady Lorca! Are you here?¡± ¡°You can¡¯t be like this here. Please return home quickly!¡± ¡®Did you think I¡¯ll go back? ¡® ¡®Like a d*mned capricious Young Master?¡¯ This time, she¡¯ll fix that whimsical nature of his. Heloise, who was pressed tightly against the wall of bushes, hid again and bit her lip. She let out a sigh after hearing that the soldiers that were searching for her gave up. ¡°Young Lady Lorca entered the mansion? Gosh. What about that?¡± ¡°Apparently the Young Master prohibited it.¡± ¡°No, why? Isn¡¯t she the Young Master¡¯s playmate?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know. In any case, we¡¯re to find her and calm her down as much as possible, so you¡¯ll have to move diligently.¡± ¡°Gosh, I just don¡¯t understand the feelings of high-ranking people.¡± Heloise pressed her lips into a straight line. ¡°Impertinent kids.¡± In any case, the master suite of this mansion was obvious. It was just a short distance from here. As their opponent was a child, the soldiers seemed to be looking roughly, so it would be best if she could hone in on the moment they dropped their guard to attack Zenon. Heloise hurried out of the garden and slipped into the mansion¡¯s main building. There were so many employees in the mansion that she made eye contact with the maids on her way. ¡®Shh! Shh!¡¯ When Heloise pretended to close her mouth with all her strength with earnest eyes, the maids were at a loss of what to do, before eventually pretending to be unaware. Not only that, they had even helped Heloise get to the master suite. ¡®Why are you helping me?¡¯ No matter how capricious it was, it was an order from their young master, and it wasn¡¯t as if they had built up affection with Heloise during this period of time. Despite being unable to shake off her odd mood, Heloise arrived in front of Zenon¡¯s room with their help. Knock, knock. She knocked on the door first. If the door opened suddenly, what kind of magic would she be swept into? However, the answer she got was silence, and not magic. ¡®What¡¯s this? Why are you quiet?¡¯ Heloise waited nervously at the door, and couldn¡¯t help but push the door lightly. Perhaps because it wasn¡¯t locked, the door opened easily. ¡°Are you there?¡± He can¡¯t be hiding in his room. When Heloise called for Zenon, the first thing she noticed was the damp air, and not a reply. The interior of the room was extremely humid, as if there were a lot of plants emitting moisture. It was like a hospital with a humidifier turned on during winter. ¡°Young Lord, it¡¯s me. Heloise Lorca.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°Please say something.¡± As the room was too large, she slowly moved her feet, and heard the wheezing sound and pained groans coming from the bedroom. As if she was bewitched, Heloise walked into the bedroom. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks The bedroom was full of plants emitting moisture, as per her expectations. While the whole world was in spring, only the gaunt boy lying on the bed gave off a gloomy atmosphere, like a wilting branch of a winter tree. The boy¡¯s black hair was plastered to his forehead that¡¯s covered in cold sweat. At that sight, Heloise was strangely upset. Zenon seemed to be feeling discomfort, and was buried in a big bed with an ashen face. ¡°What in the world is this¡­?¡± Paling at the sight of Zenon¡¯s very sick appearance, Heloise approached him. Zenon, who¡¯s condition suddenly deteriorated, twisted his body and clutched at his chest. At the same time, the string that was tied to Zenon¡¯s wrist was pulled on. At the sound of the bell ringing, the maids rushed in quickly, as if they were waiting outside the door. ¡°Young Master, are you conscious?¡± The oldest looking amongst them, a middle-aged maid waved her hand in front of Zenon as she asked. ¡°Ugh¡­¡± Without responding or opening his eyes, Zenon had only clutched at his chest and struggled. In the meantime, his personal physician belatedly entered and observed Zenon¡¯s condition, before taking out his examination bag. He wrapped a clean towel around the ice pack that he brought and placed it on Zenon¡¯s neck, trying to bring down his fever Heloise frowned and asked a nearby maid. The maid was one of those that pretended to be unaware and helped Heloise to enter the mansion earlier. ¡°Did the Young Lord get sick?¡± ¡°Yes, his condition hasn¡¯t been good since this morning.¡± ¡°If that¡¯s the case, why wasn¡¯t I told beforehand?¡± ¡°Even so, he was conscious a while ago and was anticipating your visit, but his condition suddenly worsened¡­ That¡¯s why the Young Lady¡¯s visit was refused a while ago.¡± Did he reject the visit as he didn¡¯t want his illness to be discovered? Just as Heloise bit her lip nervously. At that moment, her gaze met a pair of watery blue-gray eyes. The boy who was clutching his chest, perhaps due to the pain, was moving his gaze around confusedly. When he noticed Heloise, the boy¡¯s lips started to mumble. ¡®Go¡­¡¯ In contrast to his usual piercing gaze, his eyes seemed to be completely damp with sorrow, causing the viewers to feel strange. ¡°I¡¯m Heloise.¡± In case he couldn¡¯t recognise her as he was in too much pain, she murmured in a low voice. Zenon frowned, perhaps rendered speechless at her ridiculousness, before a corner of his mouth lifted for a moment, forming a hollow smile. ¡®I know¡­¡¯ I know, so go away. But Heloise couldn¡¯t move, as if she was nailed to the ground. This is what he meant when he said vacantly that he wasn¡¯t feeling well. It hit home for the first time. ¡®But why aren¡¯t you using a healing wizard?¡¯ There didn¡¯t seem to be anyone that knew enough about Zenon¡¯s condition to be able to answer questions within this room. Heloise ignored Zenon¡¯s words to go and instead, took another step forward. When she approached and reached out her hand, Zenon¡¯s weak finger curled around Heloise¡¯s hand. ¡°Ah!¡± Heloise¡¯s voice was drowned out by the noise of the busy servants. She stood beside Zenon, who had fallen unconscious unknowingly, and looked at the finger that was holding onto her hand feebly. ¡°What should I do¡­?¡± Although she wanted to retract her hand, pushing away a person that had already fallen asleep wasn¡¯t easy. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? Heloise had a dream that night. It was when she was very young, before she possessed this body. At that time, she had a favourite CD game, a nurturing game that focused on raising a fairy girl named Sienna Salles to become the crown princess of the human world. Its title was . She made the ten year old fairy girl learn embroidery, cooking and tea ceremony, and after raising various stats, and when the fairy girl was eighteen, watched her ending as a princess or in another profession. Whenever she played the game, she just liked to collect the endings without looking at guides. Starting from the most difficult ending to achieve, the princess, to teachers, miners, farmers, musicians, ministers, merchants, and aristocrats, etc. The hardest difficulty was Duke something in Sienna Salles¡¯ eighteen year old Princess Ending. [T/N: ¡®something¡¯ as in Heloise can¡¯t remember it¡­????] A sub-male lead? That¡¯s not the case at all. He¡¯s an unpleasant man in his forties with a moustache, and managed to obtain his position as the villain with his brother¡¯s timely death and magical tools that he¡¯d somehow managed to obtain. ¡°I¡¯ll get rid of all the prince and you.¡± He was someone that she¡¯d have to encounter in order to see the Princess Ending. Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only Why was she recalling that game now? Within the game screen, the gray, pale stone painting that¡¯s held by the Duke closed in on Heloise strangely. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? Chapter 11 ¡°Young Lady!¡± Heok. Heloise, who was struggling in her dreams, barely managed to open her eyes and was embarrassed to see that there were three maids surrounding her. ¡°What¡¯s wrong with all of you?¡± ¡°Young Lady, you had only woken up after a day!¡± ¡°Huh?¡± ¡°You¡¯ve been sleeping all day ever since you returned from the Langbert Mansion.¡± ¡°Did I?¡± As she rubbed her eyes and got up, Heloise realised that the servants in the room were speaking of the truth. Her hair was very messy and her eyelids were heavy with sleep. ¡°The doctor says that there¡¯s nothing wrong with your body, but you didn¡¯t wake up, so it should be worrying. The Lord and Lady were also very worried.¡± ¡°Where¡¯s Mom and Dad?¡± ¡°The Lady went out for a while and Lina went to call the Lord.¡± Just as the maid finished speaking, her father rushed into the room. ¡°Heloise!¡± ¡°Dad.¡± ¡°Why did you sleep for so long? Your mom was so worried.¡± From his tone, he didn¡¯t seem to be that concerned for her. Upon hearing her father¡¯s brusque tone, she smiled inwardly and raised her head while pretending to be indifferent. ¡°I remember taking care of the Young Lord at the Langbert Mansion¡­¡± ¡°The Young Master fell ill, so you volunteered to take care of him? You didn¡¯t have to do that, darling.¡± Heloise thought over yesterday¡¯s events. Contrary to Zenon¡¯s words to leave, he held her hand tightly. Does it mean that she shouldn¡¯t go despite his words? She had stubbornly insisted on meeting a person she disliked, but she couldn¡¯t just leave after confirming his sickly condition, so she claimed to be nursing a patient. She remembered that instead of wiping off sweat or wringing a wet towel, which were supposed to be done by the maids, she stared at Zenon¡¯s sleeping face. But she had fallen asleep at some point, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself in her own room. ¡°The Young Master¡¯s pain isn¡¯t something that can be shared just because you want to.¡± ¡°About that.¡± Heloise just so happened to have questions about Zenon. Though she didn¡¯t know if its a question she should ask as soon as she woke up, she had been wondering about it ever since yesterday ¡°The Young Lord has a personal physician. Why can¡¯t he use a healing mage?¡± ¡°¡­It¡¯s because the Young Master can¡¯t undergo magic therapy.¡± ¡°Why is that so?¡± While magic therapy wasn¡¯t very popular, it wasn¡¯t something unfamiliar to Heloise, as it¡¯s an obtainable benefit as long as one was an aristocrat or had a lot of money. But Zenon, the young master of Lionerik, insists on a regular physician? That was undeniably strange. When her father hesitated, the maids were quick witted and left the room with their heads bowed. After the maids left, her father still answered with a small voice. ¡°It¡¯s because the Young Master¡¯s vessel can¡¯t handle the mana inside.¡± ¡°What do you mean it can¡¯t handle mana?¡± ¡°The reason it hurts so much is due to the mana, so injecting more mana in would make it unbearable. I¡¯m not a mage either, so I¡¯m not sure about the details.¡± When her father expressed disapproval, Heloise stopped asking questions and recalled Zenon, who was receiving meaningless treatment. It looked painful. ¡®Mana?¡¯ The only recent incident where Zenon used mana was the spectacular fountain show that he¡¯d shown Heloise two days ago. ¡®His vessel can¡¯t handle mana?¡¯ If it was because he exerted himself excessively, Zenon wouldn¡¯t be unaware of the pain that he¡¯d suffer that day. Why did that kid have to show her such beautiful scenery when he knew what would happen? It was an unsolved mystery. ¡°Dad, the Young Lord used magic because of me.¡± ¡°Magic?¡± ¡°He showed me what using mana looks like¡­ That¡¯s how he became ill the next day.¡± Her father quietly watched Heloise frown as she confessed her wrongdoings, before nodding. ¡°I see.¡± ¡°Aren¡¯t you going to say anything?¡± As her father was quite sensitive when it came to Zenon¡¯s health, Heloise thought that he would say something, but his expression was unexpectedly calm. ¡°Whenever the Young Master exerts himself, he¡¯d always fall ill the next day. If he still chose to do so despite knowing the consequences, then it isn¡¯t something that I should say anything about. It isn¡¯t your fault, Heloise.¡± ¡°Why is he calling for and gathering playmates at the expense of his own life¡­?¡± ¡°He needs a lot of attention, even if he pretends that that isn¡¯t the case. Heloise, your father truly believes that you can become good friends with the young master.¡± While it wasn¡¯t intentional, Heloise was the only one who got angry when she saw Zenon using mana at their first meeting. Was it because of that? At their next meeting, Zenon wanted to meet with Heloise alone. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks He also spent his time listening to stories and painting without using magic, even though he was bored. Perhaps Zenon was waiting for someone that would stop him. A real friend that would worry for his life and stop him, in the place of his dead family. While she was lost in thought with a serious face, her father came over and placed his hand on Heloise¡¯s shoulder. ¡°I¡¯ve ordered the butler to obtain some medicine. No, before that, why don¡¯t you go to the hospital?¡± ¡°To the hospital?¡± ¡°While becoming playmates is good, it¡¯s the first time that you¡¯ve slept for so long, so it¡¯s weird.¡± As such, she laughed and shook her head. ¡°No, Dad. I¡¯m fine.¡± She had only slept for a long period of time. She seemed to have been immersed in a dream, but she couldn¡¯t remember it well. ¡°This won¡¯t happen again.¡± ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? Friday. A short day passed and Friday, the day she was supposed to meet Zenon, arrived. There wasn¡¯t any contact from the Langbert Mansion. At this level, it¡¯s to be expected of that mansion, for there to be no news whether good or bad. After sneaking a peek at an ill Zenon, she didn¡¯t know if she could visit or if he¡¯s still ill. Heloise asked her father about the situation, but the answer she got was that he didn¡¯t know. However, Zenon woke up once after that incident and told her father that he had been ¡®discourteous to his daughter¡¯, so he seems to have known that Heloise had been there. In Heloise¡¯s opinion, Zenon wouldn¡¯t blame her whether she went over or not. Even if she didn¡¯t head over because she didn¡¯t want him to be uncomfortable, Zenon wouldn¡¯t blame Heloise at their next meeting, and on the contrary, even if she did head over, he wouldn¡¯t completely push her away like the day when he was ill. As such, it was entirely Heloise¡¯s choice. ¡°Emma.¡± ¡°Yes, my lady.¡± ¡°I want to see the head chef.¡± ¡°All of a sudden?¡± Her nanny and the servants, who were in the dark of what happened at Langbert Mansion, knew that Heloise would definitely head there, and were in the midst of preparations. Heloise, who was quietly changing her clothes and brushing her hair, suddenly opened her mouth to say that she wanted to see the head chef. ¡°About the apple soup that I used to drink whenever I felt weak when I was young.¡± ¡°Ah, what about that? Isn¡¯t that what you still drink when you aren¡¯t feeling well?¡± ¡°Tell him to prepare the apple soup. Within two hours.¡± ¡°Two hours?¡± ¡°Hurry up.¡± She would leave for the Langbert Mansion in two hours. At Heloise¡¯s sudden order to bring food with her, the maid was surprised, but headed towards the kitchen at Heloise¡¯s urging gaze. Heloise stared at her retreating figure, before enduring the pain of her hair being pulled by her nanny, who said that her hair looked pretty when tied up. On Wednesday, Zenon¡¯s complexion looked quite poor. Though he was known as an ill kid, there were only slightly dark shadows under his eyes, and his complexion didn¡¯t look that bad. A few days have passed since he used mana, but she really wanted to feed Zenon with the head chef¡¯s special apple soup. If that could be called a desire, then it was Heloise¡¯s desire. As she suddenly requested for soup that wasn¡¯t ready to be prepared, Heloise¡¯s carriage departed a little past the scheduled time. The gatekeeper of Langbert Mansion was visibly pleased to see Heloise¡¯s carriage and quickly opened the door. He even added unnecessary words. ¡°I¡¯m so sorry about what happened previously, Miss. There seemed to have been an error in communication with the mansion¡¯s management.¡± Heloise smiled and nodded without saying a word to the gatekeeper, who didn¡¯t say that it was an order from their young master even till the very end. ¡°The mansion was quite nervous as we¡¯d thought that you¡¯d simply not come over today¡­ N¨Cnever mind. Please enter.¡± The carriage passed through the mansion¡¯s front gate, and Heloise and her maid entered the main building. She was bringing soup today, so even if she found it annoying, a maid had to accompany her here. ¡°Emma, hand over the soup to the maids and let them prepare it.¡± ¡°Yes, my lady.¡± While her maid was talking to the servants of the Langbert Mansion, Heloise looked around the mansion and walked around to the places where Zenon might be at, but he was nowhere to be seen. Even when she went to the drawing room, contemplating if he would wait in the drawing room calmly, the result was still the same. ¡°Miss Lorca!¡± Calling out to Heloise, who was poking her head into the drawing room, the butler, who was late, took out a handkerchief and dabbed at the cold sweat that formed. ¡°You¡¯ve come!¡± ¡°Of course I should come over. Today¡¯s the day I¡¯m supposed to come over.¡± ¡°Last Wednesday, about the mansion turning visitors away¡­ No, I thought that you wouldn¡¯t come because of the miscommunication.¡± Why were the servants¡¯ attitudes so pessimistic? Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only Is it representing their master¡¯s position? Heloise shook her head and asked for Zenon¡¯s location. ¡°What about the Young Lord?¡± Chapter 12 ¡°He¡¯s in his room.¡± ¡°What¡¯s wrong? He¡¯s not playing?¡± ¡°He said that he wanted to rest today.¡± At his words, Heloise¡¯s face distorted strangely. Zenon Lionerik is resting? ¡®Yeah, well, he is a patient¡­¡¯ He should be resting because he¡¯s a patient, but Heloise couldn¡¯t help but find those words strange. It sounded ridiculous that a tyrant-like kid, who controlled the other children as he pleased with rewards, would have to rest in his room quietly due to his poor condition. ¡°Please show me the way to his room.¡± ¡°Understood.¡± Now, the master suite of this mansion was like her own courtyard, but she had to obey the rules of etiquette and decorum, and allow the butler to guide her. The butler moved at a faster pace to knock on the door, perhaps wanting to announce Heloise¡¯s arrival as soon as possible. There wasn¡¯t any response from the room. ¡°Young Master, Young Lady Lorca has arrived. May I open the door?¡± ¡°What?¡± A brief silence in the room followed the soft voice. Afterwards, crash! There was a sound of something falling, and the door suddenly opened. Zenon, who opened the door personally, looked the same as usual. With snow white skin and red lips, clear blue-gray eyes, a light and soft cardigan on his shoulders, and the slight shadow underneath his eyes. If a difference had to be pointed out, unlike his usual neatly combed hair, the hair at the back of his head was sticking out like a person that had just woken up. Heloise strode forward and combed the hair that was sticking out with her fingers. It was annoying to her eyes, but it returned back to its original state as soon as she combed through it. Zenon was startled and slapped her hand away, and took three steps back after finding out that she was combing his hair. ¡°Hello, Young Lord.¡± When Heloise raised her hand with a sweet smile, Zenon¡¯s eyes widened with a flustered face. ¡°Why are you so surprised?¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Zenon¡¯s stupefied expression was quite amusing, and his earlobe turned red when Heloise burst into laughter. His snow white face remained the same, but with only his earlobe was red as if it was on fire. The butler coughed dryly, and was about to close the door and leave after saying, ¡°Have fun.¡± ¡°Ah, wait a minute.¡± Heloise caught the butler. ¡°Yes?¡± ¡°My maid, Emma, has a request for you, so please serve it soon.¡± ¡°A request? I¡¯m not sure, but I¡¯ll get to it right away.¡± ¡°Thank you.¡± After Heloise sent him off with a faint smile, Zenon approached immediately, seemingly curious about it. She didn¡¯t miss that moment and grabbed Zenon¡¯s shoulder suddenly. ¡°Why did you turn me away on Wednesday?¡± ¡°¡­¡­What?¡± ¡°You drove me out of the Langbert Mansion.¡± ¡°But you came.¡± Was Heloise¡¯s mistakened to say that the tone of Zenon¡¯s quick response sounded a little awkward? ¡°I had a hard time coming here because of that. I didn¡¯t know that you¡¯d be in pain when you used magic. I didn¡¯t know that, and just liked it without being sensible¡­ I¡¯m so sorry.¡± ¡°The pain is the same whether I use it or not.¡± ¡°What do you mean by the same? Didn¡¯t you suffer a lot?¡± ¡°I can¡¯t live long even if I don¡¯t use magic, so what¡¯s the point of cutting back on it?¡± A deep emptiness could be felt from Zenon, who spoke cynically, at first glance. ¡°You¡¯ve also heard about it, right? The fact that I won¡¯t live for more than a few years.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°Rather than holding back my power in order to live for a few more months, isn¡¯t it better to use it as I please and live comfortably?¡± Was that the reason behind Zenon Lionerlk¡¯s self-destructive behaviour? ¡°I didn¡¯t want you to come over as I didn¡¯t want to show you an unsightly appearance. In the future, don¡¯t come over for two days after I use magic.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t want to.¡± When Heloise, who was listening to Zenon¡¯s words uncomfortably, replied defiantly, Zenon asked again like he was bewildered. ¡°What?¡± It was time for Heloise to counter. A knock on the door came just in time. ¡°Young Master, Miss. Would you mind for a moment? The soup that you¡¯d requested has arrived.¡± ¡°Soup?¡± ¡°Come on in.¡± Zenon questioned her, but Heloise, who was the guest, allowed him to enter the room. The maid brought by Heloise, Emma, dragged a trolley with a dome into the room. ¡°Fortunately, he lent me the kitchen.¡± After making eye contact with Zenon, Emma smiled awkwardly and spoke to Heloise. There was no way that such a spacious mansion couldn¡¯t lend her a kitchen, so she was probably just saying it. The fragrant scent of apples was already beginning to leak out from gaps in the silver dome. Zenon frowned slightly as he didn¡¯t know what she had brought. ¡°What¡¯s this?¡± ¡°I brought this. It¡¯s what I have always eaten whenever I was sick.¡± Emma lifted the dome¡¯s lid. The thin apple soup was contained within a white tea set, and a green mint decorated the middle. Heloise spoke proudly as if she was the one that made the dish. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks ¡°Give it a try. It¡¯s really good. Our head chef¡¯s skills are amazing.¡± ¡°This¡­Why did you bring this?¡± ¡°Isn¡¯t the Young Lord ill? When I ate this when I¡¯m sick, I would get better really quickly, so I brought it over.¡± This was originally her nanny¡¯s recipe. When her nanny was young and weak, her nanny¡¯s grandmother would always make her apple soup. Over time, the recipe was passed down to the nanny and to Heloise¡¯s head chef, and became the soup that Heloise would eat whenever she¡¯s ill. She would always feel full when she eats it, and she liked it because of the fragrant scent and the mint that gives a refreshing taste. In addition, this soup was distinct in that it wasn¡¯t eaten hotly, but lukewarmly with a slight coolness. Heloise placed a spoon in Zenon¡¯s hand excitedly. ¡°Please have some.¡± ¡°You eat this?¡± ¡°Yes, I brought it especially for the Young Lord.¡± Zenon¡¯s expression became suspicious when she emphasised the word ¡®especially¡¯. For some reason, he seemed a little flattered. He pretended that he couldn¡¯t win, and scooped up a mouthful, before suddenly pretending to throw it up. ¡°Gross.¡± ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Does it taste bad? ¡°It tastes like toothpaste.¡± ¡°It¡¯s the scent of mint. Isn¡¯t it fragrant?¡± ¡°It¡¯s weird.¡± Sullen at the way he criticised her favourite apple soup, Heloise snatched the spoon away from Zenon. ¡°Don¡¯t eat it if you don¡¯t like it.¡± ¡°When did I say I didn¡¯t like it?¡± But Heloise, who did not give in to him, asked one question after another. ¡°When did your illness start? Ever since you were young? ¡°I don¡¯t remember.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t think you have been sickly since you were young.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not sick right now.¡± Zenon was furious, but Heloise only snorted. Would a kid that would fall ill for two whole days after a little usage of magic, not be considered sickly? Even so, feelings of pity rose in her heart. It was because she couldn¡¯t begin to guess the feelings of a kid that kicks out his only playmate in order to hide his condition, as if having to suffer alone without his parents wasn¡¯t enough. ¡°What exactly is wrong with you?¡± ¡°Why? Would you fix it if you knew?¡± Returning back to his original pace, Zenon snorted and spoke jokingly. At that, Heloise nodded. ¡°If it¡¯s something that I can fix, then there¡¯s nothing I wouldn¡¯t do.¡± ¡°You¡¯re such a good speaker.¡± ¡°So, what¡¯s wrong with you? I saw you grabbing your chest then, does your chest hurt?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± He didn¡¯t answer, but Heloise realised that she was, to a certain extent, close to the correct answer. ¡°In any case, there¡¯s no point in hiding right? The Young Lord hides it so well that it has become a mask.¡± But the response from Zenon was out of nowhere. ¡°Don¡¯t be like that and call me Zenon.¡± ¡°What? Why?¡± ¡°It¡¯s because I call you Heloise, too. You don¡¯t have to use honorifics.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Perplexed by his sudden remark, Heloise nodded her head in a momentary daze. At that, Zenon stood up with a satisfied face, like he was going to finish the conversation like that. Heloise grabbed the hem of his shirt hurriedly. ¡°I, no, I know everything about you.¡± [T/N: the first ¡®I¡¯ was spoken formally, whereas the second ¡®I¡¯ was spoken informally.] ¡°What do you know?¡± Zenon was about to stand up, but he found this more interesting and asked. ¡°I know that you¡¯re good at drawing, that you read a lot so you know a lot of stories, that it hurts when you use magic, and that you don¡¯t like mint flavour.¡± ¡°You do know a lot.¡± ¡°Do you know this much about me?¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Zenon was unable to answer. Heloise grinned at him. ¡°From now on, let¡¯s meet and chat like this on the days when you¡¯re sick. In that case, we can meet even if you aren¡¯t feeling energetic.¡± ¡°And listen to your boring bean story again?¡± [T/N: ¡®bean story¡¯ referring to Korean Cinderella. It was mentioned before in chapter 5.] ¡°That¡¯s not it, don¡¯t you want to know more about me? Shouldn¡¯t you know as much about me as I do you? Let¡¯s exchange stories. It means to share stories with each other.¡± Zenon¡¯s eyes widened slightly, as it seems to be the first time he¡¯s hearing such words. ¡°I like apple soup. As you¡¯ve witnessed previously, I¡¯m not that good at drawing. And also, my body is very healthy.¡± ¡°What is it that you want to hear from me?¡± ¡°Where does it hurt when you use mana? Until now, I still regret leaving you to fall asleep foolishly that day.¡± Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only At that, Zenon¡¯s eyes shook out of confusion. Zenon¡¯s reply came after a long period of silence. ¡°¡­¡­Heart.¡± He was unwilling to answer till the end, but under Heloise¡¯s persistence and stubbornness, he finally gave an answer. ¡°My heart hurts, like it¡¯s being squeezed.¡± Chapter 13 ¡°If you use mana?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± As Zenon talked about his illness, his expression wasn¡¯t good. That was a matter of course. Who would feel good when talking about a terminal illness? Heloise felt sorry about having to dig it up, but she witnessed Zenon¡¯s way of hiding it unconditionally which made it ambiguous, and had no intention of watching him die. ¡°Then, is it a kind of heart disease?¡± ¡°Maybe. The problem with that is, the physicians diagnosed that there¡¯s nothing wrong with my heart.¡± According to Zenon¡¯s explanation, his body was immaculate. He was healthier than anyone else and developed a little faster than other boys of his age. However, he would suffer pain that¡¯s akin to his heart exploding only when he uses magic. The ducal family of Lionerik were a family of magic swordsmen for generations. It had produced several outstanding Lords of the Magic Tower, and the strength of the head of the family then would display the power of the ducal family of that era. However, in the current era where the previous duke died prematurely, the situation where Zenon¡¯s strength became a shackle on his ankle occured at a time where a succeeding duke that was stronger than anyone else was required. To think that he would suffer in pain and remain unconscious for days once he used magic. The retainers, who had intended to take the title from the Marquis Velks as soon as Zenon was a little older, became reluctant due to his condition. Magic therapy would not only cause hemoptysis, but further worsen his condition, and his personal physician that provided general medical care had expressed that at this rate, his young body would die soon as it¡¯s unable to overcome the burden caused by mana. As such, as long as they weren¡¯t fervent followers like Heloise¡¯s father, Viscount Lorca, most of the vassals have undoubtedly given up on Zenon¡¯s side. ¡°In that case, isn¡¯t it something like a curse?¡± Heloise spoke with a serious expression. At that, Zenon snorted like he found her cute and replied. ¡°The reason I live practically locked up in Langbert Mansion is to avoid such curses.¡± ¡°You live trapped here?¡± ¡°Though I¡¯m not completely locked in, it¡¯s quite similar. This place is no different from a safe house that¡¯s plastered with snares and traps. The same goes for magical curses.¡± That means that there¡¯s an anti-magic or anti-curse setup, so Heloise thought that this mansion was a very elaborate cage. Since when did Zenon start living in this place? Was it even before his parents died? What would he think when he saw those people¡¯s traces that still remained after their death, while being unable to leave? There were many thoughts that came to her mind, but they weren¡¯t questions that could be asked easily. ¡°From the looks of your face, you seem to have believed that I was cursed, but it¡¯s just my physical body and mana not matching together. Don¡¯t get ahead of yourself.¡± ¡°But the previous duke couldn¡¯t have not made defences against that.¡± ¡°He passed away before he could make defences. Actually, I didn¡¯t know how to use mana before they passed away.¡± Zenon was calm when he talked about his parents¡¯ death. Has he overcome his sadness, or was he pretending that that¡¯s the case? Either way, it¡¯s too early for her to give up. Heloise thought that she shouldn¡¯t let Zenon use magic recklessly from now on. ¡°All right, let¡¯s just say that that¡¯s the curse. In any case, you¡¯ve fallen ill once because of me, so I don¡¯t want to see you like that again.¡± ¡°Then I¡¯ll contact you first on the days when I¡¯m alright.¡± ¡°You don¡¯t have to do that. Spend your time without using magic.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t want to hear stories about beans or draw anymore.¡± ¡°Do you think that that¡¯s all I know? I know way more than that.¡± As she said that, Heloise¡¯s head was spinning. ¡®What should I do? What should I do that will make this arrogant young lord satisfied?¡¯ Although she wasn¡¯t confident, her words were full of confidence, as if dozens of defences were already in place. As Zenon stared at Heloise, he spoke with a furtive smile. ¡°So you don¡¯t want me to use magic?¡± ¡°Yeah. Stop calling those kids and bullying them.¡± ¡°Then you¡¯ll have to visit me every day, is that okay?¡± ¡°You¡¯re changing your words, aren¡¯t you? I don¡¯t have embroidery class everyday, but every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.¡± ¡°Ah, right. Every other day.¡± ¡°There¡¯s nothing that I can¡¯t do. If you really want to, we can embroider together. That might be better for you or me. Though I¡¯m happy that I don¡¯t have to see that awful embroidery teacher¡¯s face, I¡¯ll be happy that you learned embroidery.¡± At the burst of ridiculous laughter from Zenon, Heloise giggled with him. ¡°Anyways, there¡¯s many things we can play with until I find a new method, so don¡¯t worry.¡± ¡°I can clearly tell what you¡¯re thinking with your little head.¡± Heloise grinned and nibbled on a tea cookie. To eliminate those that threatened Lionerik¡¯s successor, a tower was built in your mansion to hide him at the expense of bringing your fortune to ruin? What a story that truly makes sense. The scent of something suspicious was in the air. Heloise decided to properly question her father as soon as she got home, so she listened to Zenon¡¯s words without paying much attention. This kid was too uninterested in his own situation. He didn¡¯t even recognise it despite the strangeness of his situation. Perhaps her father knew about it and sent her out of frustration. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks Although she couldn¡¯t do anything else, she couldn¡¯t pretend to be in the dark when she knew about the crack in the situation. That day, Zenon made all sorts of demands under the guise of a patient. He pretended to not hear her words of ¡°Isn¡¯t there a maid?¡± Get me water, get me juice, get me orange juice, get me tangerine juice, get me water. What else is this if it isn¡¯t being a water girl? Heloise clenched her fist, but for the first time, Zenon Lionerik looked like a human. Maybe it was because he showed his weakness to her. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? After Heloise returned home, she looked for her father immediately. But it was unfortunate that her father was outside. ¡°My lady.¡± Just as she heard the news that her father had gone out from a servant, her nanny called Heloise from behind. Her face was filled with expectation. ¡°Was the soup to Young Master Lionerik¡¯s liking?¡± ¡°Huh¡­¡­? Uhh¡­¡­¡± Should she say that he liked it, since he ate it all? Or should she say that he disliked it because he grumbled the whole time he ate it? If she says that he likes it, the soup would definitely be prepared whenever he¡¯s sick. After a moment of contemplation, Heloise nodded. ¡°Yes, he liked it.¡± She¡¯ll just eat it if he doesn¡¯t want to. ¡°Oh my gosh! I¡¯m glad that he liked it.¡± The nanny seemed to be deeply moved that her family recipe had managed to captivate the mouth of a young master from a prestigious family. Heloise laughed while slowly retreated backwards. Then I bumped my shoulder against someone walking down the hall. ¡°Ah.¡± ¡°Heloise. You¡¯re already back?¡± ¡°Dad.¡± Heloise caught her father, who was firing his ¡®my wonderful daughter¡¯ gaze, and led him to his study. ¡°What¡¯s wrong with you all of a sudden?¡± ¡°I have something to tell you. I also have something to ask you.¡± ¡°Let¡¯s walk slowly then.¡± After waving to the nanny and parting ways, she arrived at the study and locked the door. ¡°Did you hear something from the Young Master?¡± Her father, who arrived in the study after being thoughtlessly pushed there, asked. Heloise shook her head. ¡°Zenon didn¡¯t say anything. Other than the fact that he¡¯s living in captivity.¡± ¡°You¡¯re calling him Zenon. Have the two of you become close?¡± ¡°Yes, somehow it happened¡­¡± ¡°You can¡¯t speak carelessly with the Young Master.¡± ¡°Zenon was the one that told me to drop the honorifics first.¡± Perhaps because her father was worried, he kept making it as if he was about to speak, before sighing. ¡°Only when you¡¯re spending time together as playmates. Don¡¯t forget to act carefully even if you¡®re speaking casually.¡± Heloise nodded. ¡°More than that, please tell me if that kid is living in captivity.¡± ¡°Is that what you think?¡± ¡°What do you think, dad? Do you think that it¡¯s for the Young Master¡¯s sake that he¡¯s staying in Langbert Mansion?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know.¡± Her father¡¯s expression darkened whenever Zenon was mentioned. ¡°The reason why the Young Master can only stay in the mansion is because of Marquis Velks¡¯ immense influence. I just don¡¯t want to lose the son that the Master had left behind. I also don¡¯t have the confidence to send the Young Master away, just like how I¡¯d sent him away.¡± [T/N: ¡®him¡¯ in the last part is referring to the previous Duke Lionerik, and in this case sending away means to send him off on his final journey aka to the afterlife.] While her father¡¯s words were quite extreme, there wasn¡¯t much time left for Zenon. ¡°When did Zenon become so ill? I heard¡­ I heard that his heart hurts when he uses mana.¡± ¡°From the beginning. Ever since he learnt how to use magic, his pain increased with the number of mana that he can use.¡± At first, she didn¡¯t understand why he would learn magic at the cost of suffering from such pain and even reducing his lifespan. However, when Heloise found out that he wasn¡¯t free to leave the mansion, she seemed to understand why he immersed himself in magic. The reason behind his twisted judgement, which caused him to freely change his playmates too. As Heloise¡¯s expression darkened, her father patted her on the shoulder to lighten the atmosphere. ¡°I¡¯m looking for any possible way for him to get better, so don¡¯t worry too much. You should just stay by the Young Master¡¯s side until then so that he doesn¡¯t feel lonely.¡± ¡°¡­¡­Yes.¡± Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only Heloise nodded sullenly. She hoped that Zenon would get better soon, so that he could come out to the world. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? Chapter 14 The week ended and weekend came. In order to attend a party on Saturday evening, Heloise had been tormented ever since daybreak. Her nanny and the maids worked together, and instead of curling Heloise¡¯s hair into waves, they tied it into small braids and let it droop down adorably. Powder wasn¡¯t applied as she was still young, but Heloise Lorca was cute and pretty enough. Wearing a dress, leather shoes, gloves, a hat, and lace socks, Heloise climbed onto the carriage with a feeling of weariness even before she attended the party. Heloise, who has yet to hold a debutante, was at an age when she didn¡¯t have to attend parties originally, but today¡¯s party was a ¡®children¡¯s gathering¡¯ that¡¯s recently popularised amongst the adults. It was a place to secretly show off their children by attending with them, while comparing whose children were better. They¡¯re trying to steal a glance at other children¡¯s budding talents before they reach the age to participate in events such as ¡®Founding Festival¡¯, ¡®Dance Party¡¯, and ¡®Concour¡¯. Heloise¡¯s parents were also aristocrats, so they also wanted to instil the basics in her, but Heloise was only good at dancing and wasn¡¯t talented at the so-called ¡®aristocratic culture¡¯. As such, she was dolled up today in order to listen to other people¡¯s pride, making it a very exhausting place. As Heloise entered the party venue, she, who was already tired, yawned loudly, causing her mother to laugh and her father to stroke her hair. ¡°Don¡¯t be too nervous.¡± After saying that, the two of them wore a smile on their faces as other nobles came to converse with them, and separated to their respective positions. From now onwards, Heloise had to act as someone that matched the Viscounty of Lorca. Of course, this was amongst the children. Normally, there wouldn¡¯t be many gazes aimed at her when she moved alone carefully, but there were many gazes stinging Heloise¡¯s cheek, regardless of whether it¡¯s from adults or children. ¡°That¡¯s the kid¡­?¡± ¡°Apparently Young Lord Lionerik lives stuck with that?¡± ¡°There¡¯s no way, it¡¯s a big deal.¡± ¡°My servant is a relative of Langbert Mansion¡¯s coachman, and he says that it¡¯s true.¡± ¡®Wow, Young Master. Look at this. It seems that I¡¯ve become the party¡¯s main character thanks to you.¡¯ Heloise smiled despondently and scratched her cheek while pretending to not hear them. She wasn¡¯t familiar with this type of attention. She needed somewhere that she could escape to. Sure enough, one of the children that wanted to know more about Heloise approached her to ask for a dance. Dance. Though her skill in dancing wasn¡¯t bad, the number of dances she knew was limited. She also didn¡¯t feel like talking to a stranger. Heloise turned pale and quickly fled behind the hall¡¯s pillar before he came over. ¡°Phew, I¡¯ll be in trouble if I have to do this every time there¡¯s a party.¡± ¡°Kyaa!¡± As soon as she ducked behind the pillar, a scream came out. It seems that there was already a passenger present. Heloise hurriedly turned her head to apologise for surprising the other party. But when she encountered someone unexpected, her words of apology didn¡¯t come out. ¡°¡­¡­¡± Heloise¡¯s mouth was gaping and she couldn¡¯t say anything. Her eyes widened to the point that they were about to tear, and words couldn¡¯t appear. No, no, no. Who is this? ¡°Dad! I think that studying celestial bodies is very profound. Am I¡­ in love with the stars?¡± ¡°Dad, the etiquette teacher says that as the strength of your belief increases, the more it will show on your face. How do I look?¡± ¡°Can¡¯t we go out and play today, Dad?¡± ¡°I love you, Dad!¡± , the electronic daughter that once forced the entire nation to become widowers! Isn¡¯t that girl the ¡®Sienna Salles¡¯ from that game? Sienna Salles, who was shaking with surprise when Heloise¡¯s mouth was left agape, blinked her big eyes and apologised instead. ¡°I¨CI¡¯m sorry. My voice was too loud, right?¡± ¡°Oh my gosh¡­ Oh my goodness.¡­.¡± Voluptuous and cloud-like pink hair, along with sparkling violet pupils. She looked like she had just popped out from a low-definition 2D game and even has the same voice as her voice actor. It was the same answer pattern as when her personality was set to [Gentle]. The tip of Heloise¡¯s pointing finger trembled. Although her head understood that it wasn¡¯t something a noble young lady should do, her entire body froze as her heart couldn¡¯t understand. ¡®Wasn¡¯t this a Ropan novel?¡¯ It¡¯s not a novel¡­¡­ But a game? Heloise was dumbfounded by the truth that she bumped into, that she was going to die. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? As the name suggests, it¡¯s a daughter nurturing game, whereby a girl from the fairy world was raised to become a princess in the human world. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks However, out of this type of games, it was the most successful example. This daughter nurturing simulation game was both the first and representative work of its kind. Through appropriate play time and various occupational endings available, it effectively stimulates the player¡¯s desire to collect endings. It was popular regardless of generations, and served as its releasing company¡¯s profitable product over time. A distinct characteristic about the game would be the entry route to the main ending, Princess Ending. In the early days of its release, the players that couldn¡¯t enter the Princess Route no matter what they did, would only discover the special event after failing at everything they tried and the appearance of the hidden Bad Ending. ¡°A¨CAre you alright?¡± ¡°I¡¯m sorry, but I¡¯m not okay.¡± ¡°Good morning, Dad!¡± The electronic daughter, who looked as though she was about to say that immediately, asked with a tearful face. ¡°Did I step on your foot? If not, because I¡¯d spoken rudely to you!¡± ¡°It¡¯s not like that.¡± With the fairy king¡¯s arrangement and her will, the special event will be launched. The existing world would be completely destroyed and rebuilt to the time she desired to regress to. After the , Sienna would possess her previous memories and blacken slightly, so her stat points would be fixed at 150. If she had a stat point of 150 at the age of ten, it can be concluded as an experience that was fairly worth going through. As the Princess Ending would only take place when all the points except Evil exceeded 1,000, the Bad Ending¡¯s event was an essential bridge for the early boost in stat points by 150. Making up her mind, Heloise asked Sienna. ¡°I¡¯m sorry to have to ask you this even though it¡¯s our first time meeting.¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°Is your goal the Princess?¡± ¡°What?¡± Sienna blinked, like a doll that could only say ¡®What?¡¯. ¡®Right. Isn¡¯t it too hasty to predict that she¡¯s already aiming for the Princess Ending?¡¯ If that wasn¡¯t the case, then it¡¯s a relief. And the Bad Ending wasn¡¯t something that could be triggered unconditionally and randomly while playing. The difficulty to enter the Bad Ending was very high. In order to reach the Bad Ending, firstly, the grudge of must be drawn out, and secondly, has to possess the ¡®magic crystal¡¯, which is the source of his power. And thirdly, Sienna has to be strong enough to fight with . Only when all these conditions are met, can the special event be achieved. ¡°No, I¡¯m just joking.¡± Heloise quickly took back her words and turned her head away. That¡¯s right. The game must have been played carelessly. Even so, Sienna works part-time every day, and undergoes instruction for dance, art, and embroidery, so when would there be an opportunity for her to meet and incur his hatred, before challenging him after obtained the magic crystal? It¡¯s a difficult route without any strategy. However, Heloise, who used to skip school and play games in a PC cafe, entered the bad ending by chance. To be exact, it¡¯s the event. Sienna, who lost her beloved father and fiance Isaac, had faith in her magic skills that she honed in martial arts competitions, and vowed to take revenge. She entered the mansion of and tried to destroy him, but she couldn¡¯t defeat because of the special ¡®magic crystal¡¯ he possessed. At that thought, a splitting headache overcame Heloise. What kind of magic crystal was it? ¡°Ugh¡­¡± ¡°Are you feeling sick?¡± ¡®I¨CI know this. I¡¯m aware of this.¡¯ ¡°Over here! This person must be feeling sick!¡± As Heloise grabbed her head and crouched down, Sienna became anxious and called out to the surrounding people. Heloise¡¯s headache was at the point where such concern became annoying. ¡®What was it? Ke¡­ Ke¡­ No, Ze¡­¡¯ ¡°Who is it? Is this person sick?¡± ¡°Yes! She¡¯s been holding her head without moving at all since a while ago!¡± ¡°Zenon¡­¡± A familiar name appeared on the tip of her tongue. ¡°What? What did you say?¡± ¡°Zenon¡¯s¡­ Hea¡­rt¡­¡± Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only When she spat out the words that hovered on the tip of her tongue, her heart dropped. The name of the magic crystal used by was none other than Zenon. It was . Chapter 15 ¡°Heloise!¡± As Heloise drank the water brought to her by a servant, she looked suspiciously at Isaac, who rushed over. ¡°I heard that you collapsed!¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t collapse. I was just surprised for a moment.¡± ¡°I¡¯m really sorry, Miss Lorca.¡± Sienna mumbled sullenly while standing next to her like she was being punished. She kept hovering around Heloise, even when Heloise had told her that she¡¯s fine and that she could go. It seemed that she didn¡¯t have the slightest intention of going back until the party had ended. It seemed like the group of children she arrived here with wasn¡¯t present. Isaac didn¡¯t attend the party late, but perhaps because of his gentle personality that made him popular, so he seems to have been held up here and there before finally managing to escape. It was to the point where Isaac heard the news that Heloise¡¯s parents didn¡¯t even know about yet, and came to see her. Heloise sat on a chair next to the pillar and regarded Isaac with rapt attention. Yeah. It¡¯s no wonder that she was so familiar with and attached to this kid. It was because he was her in-game target. Amongst the bachelors available, she chose Isaac to marry off her daughter, Sienna, the most often. The reason was that it was clear. was a game where players collect endings, and Heloise also aimed to collect multiple endings without a plan, so after watching the endings with most of the male characters, it was most convenient for her to set Isaac as the fianc¨¦ in order to get the occupational endings. As such, the fiance at the Bad Ending was Isaac. Come to think of it, Zenon was actually an item. She can¡¯t believe that he was neither the duke nor the male lead! Apart from all that, she couldn¡¯t believe that this wasn¡¯t a Ropan novel! It was a shock, in various ways. Heloise paled and reached out a hand, causing Sienna to receive a bottle of water from the servant and quickly refilled her cup. ¡°What happened that surprised you? What¡¯s wrong with you?¡± Isaac hovered anxiously at the sight of her unwell condition. ¡°No, something just happened. Rather than that, how¡¯s your body?¡± ¡°Body? Ah¡­ Of course, it has gotten better after a while.¡± At the mention of his shameful past, Isaac scratched the back of his neck, out of embarrassment. ¡°There will be a martial arts competition soon. If I perform well there, I¡¯ll get a knight¡¯s appointment in three or four years. So don¡¯t look at me like I¡¯m a weakling, Heloise.¡± ¡°Aha, martial arts competition¡­¡± Heloise repeated Isaac¡¯s words with a short groan. Come to think of it, ¡®The Harvest Festival¡¯, ¡®Concour¡¯ and ¡®Dance Party¡¯ were all events in . Why didn¡¯t she think of that game upon seeing the names of the events that she would soon experience? But you would usually think of novels when you had possessed a noble young lady. Who would think of that old game? And it¡¯s also a supporting role in the game! Perhaps because of her aggrieved sigh, Isaac thought that he wasn¡¯t capable enough and mumbled. ¡°Could it be that you, like my older cousins, think that I won¡¯t be appointed?¡± ¡°Hm? Huh? No, that¡¯s not it. I was thinking about something else.¡± Heloise¡¯s way of saying that she was thinking about something else was so natural and nonchalant. Then, Sienna cut in between Heloise and Isaac. ¡°Miss Lorca, were you very, very surprised because of my sudden scream?¡± ¡°What¡­?¡± ¡®Very, very¡­?¡¯ Is there anyone that would actually speak like this? [T/N: The words used are a more cutesy way of speaking, which is why Heloise is surprised.] Though Heloise was bewildered for a moment, it was as expected of a player¡¯s character. It was even more realistic when it¡¯s spoken with the cute voice of her voice actor. But if she¡¯s here, that means that the game is being played¡­ What¡¯s the current status? Heloise jumped up and started to look at Sienna from various angles, trying her best to find the stat window. ¡®I¡¯ve possessed a game. Why is there something like a ¡®stat window¡¯? Is it here? Or is it there?¡¯ However, no matter how hard she looked, there¡¯s no such thing as a stat window. ¡®Well, is it because I¡¯m not a player?¡¯ As she watched Sienna blink her innocent eyes without knowing the reason, Heloise bit on the nail of her thumb lightly. She had to know this child¡¯s current stats in order to infer which ending she was heading towards. The most important thing was to prevent the player from making Sienna Salles into a princess. It¡¯s because of the Bad Ending¡¯s special event , which was required to make her a princess. wasn¡¯t just Sienna Salles¡¯ personal regression. It meant a regression of the entire world. Sienna might be happy to regress and save her dead father and fianc¨¦, but what kind of bolt out of the blue was it for those that didn¡¯t deserve to die? What guarantee was there that Heloise Lorca after time has regressed would be the same person as the current Heloise? Heloise squinted her eyes at Sienna. She seemed very naive, so it seemed as though the blackening caused by hasn¡¯t occurred yet. Though Heloise was unsure if the player didn¡¯t know the way to go through the Princess Route, or if they¡¯re thinking of watching another ending, Heloise had made a decision on the spot. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks To stop the Bad Ending from occurring. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? The next day, Heloise greeted Sunday by waking up very late. She had already told the maid, Emma, not to wake her. This was because she had placed all her focus on monitoring Sienna throughout the party, resulting in her energy to be spent entirely. ¡°Haah.¡± After stretching with yawn, Heloise opened the window and propped her chin beside the window. As the party reached its final hours, Sienna didn¡¯t make any friends at the party. From that point of view, she predicted that Sienna¡¯s [Sociability] stats were very low, and from the frequent sobbing and crying, her [Stress] seemed to be quite high. Perhaps she was working part-time as a tutor or at a nursery, and attended the party in a rush. Or perhaps she was working at a certain farm or mine. That was the result of observing Sienna for that short period of time, according to Heloise¡¯s experience from playing several times. If that was the case, it wouldn¡¯t have been the second round after the . It¡¯s because the would result in starting with 150 points. In addition, that 150 points includes Evil, so she starts in a slightly poor state. However, according to her predictions, not only was Sienna Salles, who¡¯s fourteen, not in a bad state, but was set to the [Gentle] state. ¡°I have to stop her from becoming the Princess.¡± And Zenon. It could be seen from the fact that Zenon wasn¡¯t dead but alive, that has yet to occur. As far as Heloise could remember, some Duke, perhaps Duke Lionerik, held a magic crystal, and since the magic crystal¡¯s name was , it meant that the condition of Zenon¡¯s death was required for to take place. ¡°As expected, Zenon would die because of an illness.¡± It¡¯s a little bitter, as it¡¯s like an unavoidable fate. What would Zenon look like in the endings where Sienna doesn¡¯t attain the Princess Ending? She couldn¡¯t remember that. That was a matter of course. Zenon has never appeared as a living character in the game. ¡°He¡¯s that handsome, so how could I not remember it if he did appear?¡± was a kind of villain-only special item that can¡¯t be purchased from the occasional . And the reason that Duke something was able to use that item was because he met the activation condition of being blood relatives. Blood relatives. Zenon happened to have a blood relative who was inferior to others. His uncle, the Marquis of Velks. If Zenon dies, not only his power but even the remaining title of the Duke of Lionerik would be transferred to him. That¡¯s why Sienna¡¯s enemy could be ¡®The Duke of Lionerik¡¯. Because Zenon died. In the end, everything happened because of Zenon¡¯s death. ¡°¡­¡­¡± She could hear the sound of birds chirping. Heloise suddenly knew what she had to do. ¡°Zenon¡­ has to live.¡± Zenon had to live, so that wouldn¡¯t be triggered. Now, the death of the time-limited Zenon was no different from Heloise¡¯s death. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? On Monday, Heloise prepared to head towards Langbert Mansion as per usual. There wasn¡¯t any difference from usual on that day, but when she arrived at the mansion, there was a carriage she had never seen before. A black snake. It was a carriage with the emblem of the Marquis of Velks. ¡°Why is that carriage here?¡± What¡¯s that person up to so early at noon? Heloise also threw the healthy foods that she brought to forcibly feed Zenon out of her mind. After the maids, who were anxious over the nephew and uncle¡¯s unexpected meeting, found Heloise, they delivered the news that the young master was in the dining room. They seemed delighted at Helose¡¯s presence, who would interrupt their conversation. Knock, knock. When she knocked and opened the door quickly, she spotted Zenon sitting at the table, along with an unpleasant moustached man looking backwards. The moustached man¡¯s mouth twitched, perhaps due to the disturbance while conversing. ¡°What¡¯s this?¡± ¡°It¡¯s nothing much.¡± Perhaps disturbed by Marquis Velks even before the meal began, Zenon, who didn¡¯t even touch the meal, replied while looking at the tablecloth with a listless gaze. ¡°Heloise, leave.¡± What a bad guy. Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only She ran over because she¡¯s worried, but he¡¯s so indifferent to her. Come to think of it, you wouldn¡¯t mess with a dog that¡¯s eating, so why is he bothering such a skinny kid instead of feeding him? Heloise felt sorry for Zenon, who had to sit helplessly in front of the uncle that took everything from him. Marquis Velks would often visit Zenon like this. Like a crow waiting for his dying prey¡¯s breathing to stop completely, his black eyes gleamed. Chapter 16 Instead of listening to Zenon¡¯s instructions to leave, Heloise widened her eyes and looked up at the moustached man, Marquis Velks. His tall height, which probably was a hereditary trait from his paternal line, along with a temperamental face and a painstakingly grown moustache, gave others a deep impression. That man is the future Duke of Lionerik. Also¡­the person that would own . ¡°Don¡¯t you hear me telling you to leave?¡± When Heloise did not respond, Zenon¡¯s voice became filled with nervousness and impatience. The Marquis of Velks laughed, perhaps finding it amusing, and asked. ¡°Why are you hiding her?¡± ¡°I¡¯m not hiding her, but getting rid of her so that she wouldn¡¯t interfere with my conversation with Uncle.¡± When Heloise didn¡¯t leave and stared at Marquis Velks, the Marquis raised an eyebrow and recognized her. ¡°Aha, so you¡¯re the daughter of Viscount Lorca. Now that I look at you carefully, you bear a resemblance to your father.¡± ¡°Hello, I¡¯m Heloise Lorca.¡± ¡°Heloise!¡± Although Zenon¡¯s rebuking tone was clear, there was any choice. Heloise wanted to meet him one day. He¡¯s the villain from the original work, and a character that couldn¡¯t handle the power and could cause a . He was also the cruel uncle who took everything from Zenon and locked him in the Langbert Mansion. ¡°I¡¯ve been entering this mansion as the Young Duke¡¯s playmate these days.¡± ¡°Young Duke?¡± Both Marquis Velks and even Zenon himself looked quite surprised when they heard the form of address Heloise used. In particular, Marquis Velks¡¯ forehead wrinkled. Heloise responded innocently, pretending that she wasn¡¯t aware of their reactions. ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°Hah, what a surprise.¡± The Marquis didn¡¯t continue the conversation as he thought of it as a child¡¯s provocation, but he didn¡¯t hide his irritation. ¡°That¡¯s right, I think I¡¯d heard of it before. Originally, I¡¯m a very busy person, so I keep forgetting about my personal matters.¡± Though it was, indeed, personal matters, it made her upset for some reason. Considering the fact that Zenon was supposed to be the head of the family, the matter of Zenon¡¯s playmate should have been treated with the utmost importance amongst the family¡¯s matters. No. If he was treated as a normal head of the family, Zenon, who¡¯s sixteen, wouldn¡¯t need a playmate. He might be burdened with heavy responsibilities, but he definitely wouldn¡¯t suffer from such disregard. ¡°So, have you been continuing to use mana recklessly and suffering the consequences?¡± Heloise opened her mouth with a serious expression. ¡°He has been cautious these days, and is spending his time in a different way with me.¡± ¡°Cautious? Zenon?¡± Hooh. Marquis Velks¡¯ eyes were gleaming with curiosity, and he scanned Heloise. Zenon frowned. He seemed to want to get out of this situation right away. ¡°While learning magic for the sake of the family¡¯s honour, isn¡¯t it time to worry? It¡¯s because this concerns the Young Duke¡¯s lifespan.¡± ¡®You must be hoping that Zenon dies as soon as possible.¡¯ ¡°Ooh, of course. Maybe it¡¯s because I only have a daughter, but all the boys at this age seem to be reckless.¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°Sometimes I forget that Zenon¡¯s days are numbered. It would be lonely, but what can I do? Everyone is like that.¡± Heloise was angered by his rude remark first. In fact, Zenon seemed to be familiar with such treatment, and remained still with an expressionless face, but that appearance made Heloise angrier. ¡°You don¡¯t need to worry about that at all.¡± ¡°Did the doctors say that this kid would show improvement?¡± ¡°No. No matter what, I¡¯ll somehow find a way.¡± ¡°You?¡± Marquis Velks¡¯ face was full of ridicule. What can you do? You, who¡¯s younger than Zenon? It was as if those words had brushed past her ear. ¡°And if the young master dies, I¡¯ll soon follow suit.¡± ¡°What?¡± Zenon, who had remained quiet all this time, interrupted with a flustered look. Although she could feel his shock, she didn¡¯t care about it in the slightest. ¡®If you die, it¡¯s obvious that I¡¯ll soon follow suit.¡¯ If Zenon dies, the magical tool would be created, and the moment it¡¯s in the hands of the Duke of Lionerik, the world will end. Heloise Lorca¡¯s life wasn¡¯t any different. As such, Heloise was 100% sincere when she said that she would risk her life to stop him from becoming a magical tool. She didn¡¯t care in the slightest about how weird it appeared. It didn¡¯t matter as she had already spoken those words, and both the arrogant Marquis Velks and the foolishly sullen young master were surprised by it. She turned her head and spoke while looking at Zenon. ¡°That¡¯s why, please believe in me, Young Master. From now on, the Young Master only has me.¡± Heloise didn¡¯t even consider how her words then sounded like to a boy that has been lonely and sick all his life. Upon hearing those words, the marquis burst into laughter, perhaps finding her words very amusing. ¡°Where in the world did you find such a child, Zenon?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°It¡¯s not that he found me, but I came to the Young Duke on my own accord.¡± At the sight of Heloise¡¯s clear answer, Marquis Velks, who was chuckling with surprise, tossed his cape back lightly before leaving the room without saying a word. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks When the sound of the marquis¡¯ footsteps disappeared to the far end of the hall, Heloise said to Zenon. ¡°Zenon! What are you doing accepting that person¡¯s visits? Just avoid him with the excuse that you¡¯re sick!¡± ¡°Well, he had planted people here, so he came knowing everything.¡± ¡°You¡¯re quite good at closing the door on me!¡± The thought of the day she was rejected outside Langbert Mansion still made her nape stiffen. Then, Zenon suddenly grabbed Heloise¡¯s wrist. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± ¡°What with that conversation?¡± ¡°What about it?¡± ¡°The part about you dying with me.¡± ¡°Ah¡­¡± Heloise dodged his gaze awkwardly. Zenon wasn¡¯t supposed to know about it yet. The triumphant-looking Marquis of Velks was so annoying that she threw those words out. The way he kept acting so confidently, as if he had received the day of Zenon¡¯s death, she wouldn¡¯t be able to endure the surge of irritation if she couldn¡¯t say anything in response. ¡°That¡¯s not what I meant, Young Master.¡± Heloise returned back to her previous tone and appeased him gently. ¡°What do you mean by that?¡± ¡°Why would I die? I¡¯m definitely not going to die. That¡¯s how much¡­ That just means how much I¡¯ll help the Young Master live for a long time. Hehe.¡± Zenon looked at her with a distrustful look. Heloise hurriedly avoided his gaze as she sweated profusely. Why was he looking at her so doubtfully? Heloise gave him a big smile. ¡°Rather than that, I¡¯ve also brought apple soup today. There¡¯s also a medicine that¡¯s good for the body, the ground horns of a Peol.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not even a patient today, so why did you bring those kinds of things?¡± ¡°It¡¯s just¡­ to help the Young Master get better soon.¡± Heloise laughed and said to herself, ¡°I¡¯ll only live when you¡¯re all better.¡± ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? The next day, Heloise, who woke up early in the morning, sat on her bed and stared out the window blankly. What can she do for Zenon to get better? Since she was neither a target nor the main character, and saving was out of the question, Heloise needed to be cautious about even the smallest of choices. It would be even better if it was obviously a boring and safe route. Heloise sprang up from her seat. She opened the door and left her room, grabbing a maid that was about to start her dawn shift and asked. ¡°Lina, what month is it?¡± ¡°Oh my gosh, my lady! What brings you here at this hour?¡± ¡°Is it April or May today?¡± ¡°Today? It¡¯s May, my lady.¡± Heloise smiled contentedly. May is one of the three months where the door-to-door vendor would appear in a year. He was someone that possessed various odd and mysterious items that can only be found in the dungeon, and also a very familiar information dealer. He would appear in January, May, and September, and would usually visit Sienna¡¯s house personally, but a chance meeting while loitering around the square was also possible. Anyways, since she wasn¡¯t meeting with Zenon today as it¡¯s a holiday, she had plenty of time, so she changed her clothes and found a carriage. ¡°Peter! I¡¯m going to the square! Get ready!¡± ¡°Yes, yes, understood.¡± As expected, there was an extremely thin and old woman that¡¯s dressed in a robe when she arrived in the square. She could have been overlooked at first glance, but Heloise had seen illustrations of her often, so she couldn¡¯t help but recognize her instantly. ¡°Excuse me.¡± The woman was staring straight ahead with a cane in hand, but when Heloise spoke to her, she lowered her head. ¡°I would like to purchase something.¡± As this game¡¯s play time wasn¡¯t short, there were many people that used cheat keys as they wanted to collect the various endings, and this woman was one of the places to obtain the cheat item, which would apply the key. Using cheats will make the game end futilely, so Heloise would only use it once in a while, but if the cheat item was in this woman¡¯s possession, wouldn¡¯t she be able to prevent Zenon from heading towards the worst-case scenario? ¡°What is it?¡± ¡°Please give me ch11.¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°ch11, please.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± The woman¡¯s expression became scary. She gave up her absent-minded attitude and looked downwards at Heloise. ¡°How do you know about that item?¡± ch11. Its official name was ¡®Fairy¡¯s Tears¡¯, and was only owned by Queen Isabel and Dragon of the Lark Valley. In the case of the door-to-door vendor, it was most likely that they managed to collect it from the Dragon of the Lark Valley¡¯s nest. ¡°What does that have to do with anything? I am completely capable of paying the price.¡± Heloise held up her purse at the same time. All of the items sold by the door-to-door vendor were expensive. Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only Unlike Sienna Salles, who¡¯s father could only be a or a , Heloise was the daughter of the spotless Viscount Lorca. This amount of money was complete within the range of her allowance. The woman stared at the purse blankly and finally shook her head. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, but you can¡¯t purchase it.¡± ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? Chapter 17 ¡°Why!¡± Has this money-loving person gone crazy? A door-to-door vendor, who loves money and would sell all kinds of information and goods for the sake of money, actually rejected money! If she clearly understood ¡®ch11¡¯ but was unwilling to sell it, it¡¯s no different from saying that using cheats wouldn¡¯t work. ¡®Why? Is it because I¡¯m a supporting character?¡¯ However, was a magic item that Marquis Velks created after he bought a from a door-to-door vendor. If she said that Heloise couldn¡¯t purchase it because she wasn¡¯t Sienna, that would purely be a lie. ¡°Don¡¯t you know?¡± ¡°I¡¯m asking because I don¡¯t know!¡± Heloise grew impatient. If the door-to-door vendor didn¡¯t have ch11, she would have to go on a and meet The Dragon of the Lark Valley. The Dragon? Dragon? That wasn¡¯t as ridiculous as a cheat. If she was willing to, Sienna, who had magic training or knight training, could participate in the , while extras such as Heloise and other young ladies dominated the parties and occasionally appeared in the . The door-to-door vendor stared at Heloise¡¯s hand, which was holding the purse, and opened her mouth. ¡°Then you¡¯re the key to creating unnecessary trouble.¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°A kid like you buying cheats? What kind of antics are you up to?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Upon hearing her words, Heloise dropped the pouch in her hand. Along with a ¡°Clang!¡±, the gold in the pouch fell to the ground and rolled around. ¡®Key?¡¯ The woman¡¯s gaze was staring straight into Heloise¡¯s eyes. Flustered, Heloise shied away from her gaze. ¡°What does that mean?¡± She narrowed her eyes as if she could see through Heloise, and her lips curled up in an ominous smile. ¡°I can¡¯t believe that you¡¯re walking around the world so openly, unlike your kinsfolk. You have quite a big liver.¡± [T/N: having a big liver means to be daring and bold] ¡°Kinsfolk¡­?¡± Heloise¡¯s family, the Viscounty of Lorca, were active in society. ¡°That¡¯s not it.¡± As if she knew Heloise¡¯s thoughts were heading in the wrong direction, the door-to-door vendor denied it. ¡°Then what are you talking about?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t you know about your birth.¡± The only thing she knew about Heloise¡¯s birth was that she¡¯s an orphan abandoned at St. Thalia monastery. ¡®Even so, they¡¯re my kinsfolk?¡¯ Even though she was adopted, just like how Heloise¡¯s family would only be the family of the Lorca Viscounty, if she had kinsfolk, it would be the Viscount Lorca couple and not her biological parents. Her words should have been dismissed as nonsense, but the door-to-door vendor was someone that knew many things, so it bothered Heloise. When Heloise stepped back warily, the door-to-door vendor looked at her ambiguously and left behind a sentence. ¡°I¡¯ll give you a piece of advice, you¡¯d better not expose your presence to those who covet you.¡± As she said that, her expression while looking at Heloise was filled with disgust, as if she were looking at a bug. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? After her outing to the square ended in vain, Heloise¡¯s expression when returning was so strange that everyone at home asked her what had happened. It continued all the way till Tuesday night, and it was a mess overall. Wednesday morning dawned upon her. It was the day she would go to Zenon. When she woke up in the morning, the maids seemed excited for some reason. ¡°Did something happen?¡± When Heloise asked the maid that was combing her hair, she shook her head. Just then the maid that was choosing a hairpin beside her poked her in the ribs with a laugh. ¡°It¡¯s nothing much, my lady. Apparently, she¡¯ll be meeting her boyfriend for a date during the Founding Festival.¡± ¡°Founding Festival?¡± ¡°Hey! Why are you saying that? Didn¡¯t I say that it¡¯s a secret!¡± The maid that was arranging her hair slapped the back of the maid that¡¯s choosing a hairpin. The maid laughed despite the beating, and hurriedly continued to tease her. ¡°There¡¯s a tree-lined street in front of the Felipe Bridge, right? Recently, the spring flowers there have been blooming, and it seemed like it would all bloom during the Founding Festival. Walking down a tree-lined street with spring flowers with your lover is no different from being the Flower Maiden.¡± At that, the cheeks of the maid that was arranging her hair, flushed red like a flower. Her troubled feelings were displayed on her frowning forehead, but thinking about it made her happy and she lost control over the corners of her mouth ¡°Don¡¯t say that. The Flower Maiden this year will be our Young Lady Heloise.¡± ¡°Ah, I¡¯m not going out for that.¡± ¡°What?¡± The maids¡¯ eyes widened, and Heloise waved her hands with a serene smile. The Flower Maiden was a contest to select the most beautiful noble lady of the year, and simply put, the winner was determined by the person with the highest [Charm] stat. Her mother asked if she wanted to participate, but Heloise refused. As the [Charm] stat goes up when dancing or studying, so usually before watching the ending, those that were seventeen or eighteen were more likely to be chosen Heloise didn¡¯t want to participate and become a second fiddle when there¡¯s no possibility of her being selected, and neither did she want to participate and stand out in such a tiring event. ¡°But aren¡¯t you old enough to participate starting from this year?¡± ¡°I can participate from this year onwards, but that doesn¡¯t mean that I¡¯ll get the first place.¡± ¡°Oh, my! Getting the first place isn¡¯t everything.¡± The maid exclaimed that it¡¯s regrettable, but it¡¯s a carriage that had already passed by and river water that had already flown away. Heloise shrugged her shoulders with an expression like nothing had happened and leaned back on the chair. In any case, Zenon wouldn¡¯t care if she was wearing a straw mat or gold, but the maids in particular were always troubled. She was feeling bored while being attended to by the maids. Heloise pointed at something that was eye-catching. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks ¡°Oh, and¡­¡± It was a bracelet that was protruding out of the overflowing jewellery box. ¡°I want to wear this, too.¡± ¡°That¡¯s unexpected. Didn¡¯t you say that you don¡¯t like wearing earrings or bracelets because they¡¯re cumbersome?¡± ¡°I¡¯ve been liking things like this these days.¡± The bracelet in question had protective magic and she had received it as a birthday gift from a relative when she was a child. Feeling uncomfortable due to the door-to-door vendor¡¯s tone, which seemed to imply that something was going to happen to her, Heloise noticed the bracelet that she normally wouldn¡¯t have given a second glance. The maid that was starting to adorn Heloise saw her as a little sister and doted on her, and wanted to help her put on the bracelet. But Heloise snatched the bracelet from her. ¡°No, I¡¯ll wear it.¡± ¡®This should make it safer.¡¯ Though she didn¡¯t like the simple and slightly tacky design of a large gem embedded in the center of a thick ring, there¡¯s nothing she could do. She didn¡¯t believe everything that the door-to-door vendor said, but at the very least, she didn¡¯t need to ignore the warnings given, right? She needed to be careful about everything. Yeah, it¡¯s because of that. Arriving at Langbert Mansion after being adequately adorned, Heloise naturally visited Zenon¡¯s room and was greeted with an empty room. ¡°What?¡± ¡°Miss! The Young Master isn¡¯t currently in his room.¡± The maid, who was a step late, guided Heloise. ¡°Then? Why is he at another place today?¡± ¡°Today¡­¡± The maid blurted out her words while she was talking. ¡°He¡¯s in the rose maze.¡± Ah. Heloise could guess Zenon¡¯s mood today. But why? There¡¯s no reason for Zenon to be upset. There¡¯s no reason for him to stay there when he clearly knew that Heloise would be coming over. The maid muttered quickly in a low voice, as if she was answering Heloise¡¯s question. ¡°Before Miss arrived, the Marquis of Velks visited.¡± ¡°I see¡­¡± How coincidental. The Marquis of Velks must have bothered Zenon. That mister really has nothing better to do, to visit and dig at his nephew before leaving practically everyday. That¡¯s the nephew who took everything from me. He shouldn¡¯t be doing that if he had a conscience. Well, if he had a conscience, he wouldn¡¯t have stolen Zenon¡¯s place in the first place. Upon hearing the maid¡¯s worried remark to take good care of the young master, Heloise nodded and entered the rose labyrinth. She strode in and spotted a dry fountain soon after. Heloise was worried that he¡¯s using magic again, but it¡¯s fortunate that that wasn¡¯t the case. Zenon sat on the fountain and quietly stared at the bottom of the dry fountain. ¡°Zenon.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Zenon looked back without saying a word. The gaze that met hers was lifeless. This kid, did he get discouraged after meeting his annoying uncle? ¡°Why are you here?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°You didn¡¯t use magic, did you? You¡¯d better be careful if you don¡¯t want to eat apple soup.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± It doesn¡¯t seem to be the usual dejection. Heloise had no choice but to take a seat beside Zenon and bring up the topic of the Founding Festival by herself. ¡°What do you usually do during the Founding Festival?¡± ¡°Stay at home.¡± It was the first answer he¡¯d given. ¡°Why?¡± ¡°Because there¡¯s nothing to do.¡± ¡°Why does Young Lord Lionerik¡­ Oh.¡± Zenon, who¡¯s the successor of his family, had to attend important national events such as the ¡®Founding Festival¡¯. But the fact that he¡¯s here? In his home, the Langbert Mansion? Heloise realised that she had made a slip of the tongue. It was not that Zenon didn¡¯t go because he had nothing to do, but because he¡¯s trapped here. Heloise naturally came to a conclusion with the maid¡¯s report that the Marquis of Velks visited. The Duke of Lionerik¡¯s vacancy was probably filled by the Marquis of Velks. He¡¯s probably here to tell his nephew about it, and also to jab at him while he¡¯s here. Zenon was right to be in a bad mood. ¡°I see. So you¡¯d stay at home.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± Zenon remained silent again. The spring weather was warm, but there was a chilly breeze that swept through the rose maze. It was pretty dreary. As she looked at Zenon, who was staring at the dry fountain, a thought suddenly occurred to Heloise, so she raised this suggestion. ¡°I¡¯ll be at home that day, too¡± Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only ¡°Why would you? Aren¡¯t you going to participate in the Flower Maiden contest?¡± ¡°Haha. Why would I become the Flower Maiden? There are a lot of other sisters, too. Anyways, if you¡¯re going to be at home, how about going out together?¡± [T/N: They¡¯re going on their first date AHH omg >.<] Chapter 18 ¡°What?¡± ¡°My maid says that on the day of the Founding Festival, the flowers of the tree-lined street in front of the Felipe Bridge would bloom. Let¡¯s go look at flowers and look at the celebrations of the Founding Festival. Have you ever seen a festival before?¡± Zenon didn¡¯t seem to have thought of it before, and slowly shook his head with a blank look. Heloise laughed heartily. ¡°I guess you haven¡¯t. Then, let¡¯s go together!¡± ¡°Your family¡­?¡± ¡°My family will all be very busy. My father works as an official in the Castle, and my mother said that she¡¯ll be attending a party on that day.¡± ¡°But¡­¡± ¡°I¡¯m so bored. Hmm? Let¡¯s look at the Flower Maiden parade, the tree-lined streets, and the Founding Festival!¡± When she clung to him stubbornly, Zenon moved backwards with an embarrassed expression. When their gazes met, Heloise¡¯s eyes were gleaming brightly. It was like Heloise wanted it badly. Zenon, who had remained silent for a long while, spoke quietly. ¡°¡­¡­The Founding Festival is on a Saturday. Uncle¡¯s people are planted throughout the mansion.¡± It meant that if the Marquis of Velks knew that he went out, he would find it strange. ¡°Then you can just sneak out! I¡¯ve been going to and from here, so I¡¯m familiar with some of the maids!¡± Those maids were the ones that helped Heloise when she sneaked in even after being rejected, who offered their help when she lied that she had lost her notebook, and even the maid that directed her to the rose maze today. They seemed to be genuinely concerned about the young master of the mansion they worked in. Also, even if he knew that Zenon went out, would the Marquis of Velks grill or boil Zenon to eat? A normal person would reprimand the kid for going out even though he¡¯s sick. It wouldn¡¯t interfere with the marquis¡¯s work, so he wouldn¡¯t receive a huge punishment. When Zenon couldn¡¯t answer, Heloise placed her hands on her waist triumphantly. ¡°You¡¯re coming, right? You agreed, right?¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± ¡°Ahh, I can¡¯t wait!¡± Heloise smiled and cheered. As he watched her, Zenon¡¯s expression became very strange. His expression was of someone at a loss while facing the spring that he had never experienced before. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? The rest of the week flew by. On Saturday, when the Founding Festival was held, the off-duty maids left the mansion after dolling up. Heloise sent them off happily, before waiting for her father and mother to leave quietly, and when she was finally left alone at home, she jumped to her feet. ¡°Then, I¡¯ll leave it to you, Emma.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry.¡± Emma was the maid she had brought along to the Langbert Mansion the other day, and was the best maid, so Heloise entrusted this job to her. If Heloise¡¯s parents returned and looked for her when she¡¯s away, Emma would make an appropriate excuse before hurrying to visit the Langbert Mansion. Heloise continued to act cautiously even when she arrived at the Langbert Mansion in a carriage. The gatekeeper that had been recruited in advance swallowed his saliva and nodded before opening the gate, and the carriage entered. When the carriage entered the courtyard, she spotted a boy in the distance. The fluffy black hair, which had always been casually scattered, was parted to reveal his shining forehead, and the soft cardigan that always covered his shoulders turned into a neat suit for youths. The slight redness on his cheeks, which was perhaps out of anticipation, made his usually pale complexion look better than usual. The expressions of the maids that lined up behind Zenon were also especially pleasant today. ¡°It¡¯s my first time seeing you two days in a row, and not every other day, Young Master.¡± Heloise opened the carriage door and spoke with a smile. Instead of changing carriages, she decided to use the carriage with the emblem of the Lorca Viscounty. All Zenon had to do was head out with his own body and return. Zenon entered the carriage with a creak, while the butler spoke with his eyes fixed on Heloise. ¡°Please take good care of him, Miss.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry!¡± The carriage door closed and the coachman quickly left the mansion. Zenon kept looking at the scenery outside the carriage, unable to believe that he was leaving Langbert Mansion. ¡°Is it amazing?¡± ¡°It¡¯s just¡­¡± Although he didn¡¯t seem to want to look excited, he couldn¡¯t help but look around because it was amazing. After the carriage had travelled a certain distance and reached the streets, Heloise and Zenon got out of the carriage. During the period of the , carriages were prohibited from entering the Felipe Bridge. When they got off the wagon, Zenon attracted people¡¯s attention like a well-decorated doll. However, everyone on the street came after dressing up elaborately, so it wasn¡¯t to a burdensome extent. Heloise held Zenon¡¯s hand tightly and walked down the street while watching the pink flowers that were in full bloom. Zenon was looking around busily with round eyes, perhaps because it was his first time seeing such a scenery. ¡°It¡¯s pretty, right?¡± ¡°Yes¡­¡± For some reason, a quiet answer appeared. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks Heloise grinned and waited for the Flower Maiden parade that was approaching in the distance. The contest was probably held in the square, and the Flower Maiden that was selected by the citizens¡¯ votes, held a bouquet and stood at the forefront, while the remaining girls scattered flowers and continued to help the parade. There were many people whistling and waving at the Flower Maiden from the far end of the street. It was the first time Heloise would see this year¡¯s Flower Maiden at such a close proximity, so she tried to stand on her toes and catch a glimpse of the procession as quickly as possible with eyes of anticipation, but she could feel Zenon looking in her direction. Heloise warned with a stern gaze, worried that he would use magic. ¡°I¡¯m not short, so don¡¯t use magic.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± He didn¡¯t answer, but he didn¡¯t say he didn¡¯t want to use magic. The parade drew closer. This year¡¯s Flower Maiden was Young Lady Infanta of the Infanta County, who was known for her beauty at the other day¡¯s party. ¡®I didn¡¯t participate because I thought that that person would participate.¡¯ Heloise laughed and counted the rest of the girls that weren¡¯t chosen by the citizens, before tilting her head. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten¡­? Along with the Flower Maiden, a total of 12 girls were supposed to compete, but there were only 10 girls behind. ¡®Where did the other one go?¡¯ The organisers also seemed to be troubled by the disappearance of one person, and the girls¡¯ smiles were slightly stiff. A person, presumably a servant, could be seen looking around in the crowd. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Zenon, who was staring at Heloise, was able to sense the change in her facial expression, and asked her. ¡°Huh? About me? It¡¯s nothing!¡± To cover up their mistake, Heloise pretended that nothing happened and shook her head, and by a twist of fate, ended up meeting the eyes of a barefoot girl, who was sobbing amongst the crowd. ¡°Uhhng¡­¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°Uhhng¡­¡± Pink hair that was akin to cotton candy, and watery violet eyes. However, the corners of her eyes turned jet-black as tears dripped down, perhaps because of her makeup. As if to indicate how quickly she ran away, black dirt stained her stockings and the shoes in her hand. Heloise averted her eyes, wanting to pretend that she was unaware, but the other person didn¡¯t help her. ¡°Lorca, Miss Lorca.¡± ¡®Your memory is good. You managed to remember my name so quickly.¡¯ ¡°Please help me. Heuk¡­ Miss Lorca.¡± As she continued to call her surname, Zenon turned his head to look, perhaps hearing her cries. Heloise held her forehead and sighed heavily. Sienna Salles. The main character of ran away during the event and was standing in front of Heloise. When Heloise made a hand gesture for her to come closer, Sienna, who was hiding in the crowd to avoid those that were looking for her, became happy and ran towards Heloise. ¡°Miss Lorca! Please help, please help me. I¡¯m being chased.¡± ¡°You seem to have done something that¡¯s worth being pursued for.¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s not.¡± The parade had already passed by Heloise, and was already crossing the Felipe Bridge. It meant that the crowd was flowing backwards. As such, standing in place posed a larger risk of being caught. ¡°Let¡¯s talk while walking.¡± Sienna was afraid of being caught, and clung tightly to one of Heloise¡¯s arms by linking arms with her. Her brazenness was not bad either. Then, she immediately bowed her head, probably surprised by Zenon, who was holding Heloise¡¯s other hand. When Heloise turned back to Zenon after that, the kid had a nonchalant expression. ¡®Did something just pass by?¡¯ Heloise had to know why she was crying, so she gently comforted Sienna and asked. ¡°Why did you run away? Was it because you didn¡¯t get first place? ¡°It¡¯s not that¡­ I said that I can¡¯t participate in this kind of event, but Soma and my dad said that I have to participate, so I had no choice but to participate, but I really find this kind of situation tiring.¡± Once she started talking, the words rushed out like a flood. ¡°Although I attended the party that day, I¡¯m from a family of fallen aristocrats.¡± Ah. Heloise recalled the list of occupations for her father in were: , , , , . Although granted abundant finances, it made it difficult for her to join the aristocratic society as she was a commoner. This Sienna¡¯s player¡¯s occupation was supposed to be a . ¡°As such¡­ As such, there are people that treat me cordially, such as Young Lord Isaac from the County of Velazquez, but there¡¯s a lot of people that don¡¯t like me because I have humble origins.¡± ¡°Aha¡­.¡± ¡°Of course, Miss Lorca didn¡¯t say anything, even though I made a big mistake when I first met her.¡± ¡®Was that considered a big mistake? I was just shocked to see her face.¡¯ In any case, Sienna¡¯s face brightened up as she nodded brazenly. ¡°As such, parties and national events are very hard, and I just feel comfortable when I¡¯m at the market or while I¡¯m working part-time, but Soma said I shouldn¡¯t do that¡­ Fairy¡­¡­.Hap.¡± Sienna covered her mouth as she was talking. The only words that came out were ¡®something about the fairy world¡¯. Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only Heloise wasn¡¯t very curious because it was a part of the game¡¯s background story. Heloise changed the subject naturally. ¡°By the way, who is Soma?¡± Chapter 19 ¡°Oh, he¡¯s my butler! None of the servants remained because my family fell, but Soma remained¡­¡± Sienna replied excitedly, probably because she was very grateful. ¡°I see. You just said that you have a part-time job, are you working? Already?¡± ¡°Yes¡­ hehehe. It¡¯s embarrassing, but I¡¯m in a situation where I have to make money with my father. I mainly work in mines and farms, and I¡¯ve been a maid and a governess!¡± ¡°Oh¡­.¡± ¡®So this player is the type to play with part-time jobs¡­¡¯ There¡¯s a shortage of money when she¡¯s young, so the player got the kid to work blindly and raise her physical strength and muscles, and when she¡¯s older and her circumstances have become liveable, the kid will be sent to expensive dance lessons, painting classes and music classes etc. It seemed to be a playstyle for the sake of watching the endings. ¡®You¡¯re a total Korean.¡¯ While nothing could be done about not having money, to make her do nothing but work in a game¡­ how awful. In any case, perhaps due to that playstyle, Sienna¡¯s [Sociability] stats seemed quite low at the previous party. In society, the [Sociability] stat was an indispensable weapon. While [Charm] and [Dignity] were important, the most important thing was [Sociability]. It was [Sociability] that decided how skillfully the conversation would proceed, how quickly she¡¯d become intimately acquainted, and the appropriate timing to get close and leave at. ¡°Heloise, what are we going to do now?¡± As Heloise nodded her head blankly while pitying Sienna slightly, Zenon asked in a slightly discontented voice. When she turned her head, Zenon asked Heloise without even treating Sienna as a person that¡¯s present. ¡°Huh? What do you mean?¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t you come out to play with me?¡± He emphasised ¡®with me¡¯ strongly, and he even glowered at Sienna secretly with a very fierce gaze. But Sienna also didn¡¯t give in to him either. Sienna, who was clinging to Heloise¡¯s other arm, slowly began to tighten her grip, and she stuck closely to Heloise, as if she would never fall off. ¡°N¨Cno way. You can¡¯t abandon me. Where are you going? Can¡¯t you take me with you? I won¡¯t disturb you. I¡¯ll stay calm. After the Founding Festival has ended, I¡¯ll return home quietly.¡± Perhaps there was someone bullying Sienna in high society, as Sienna looked like she would rather die than return back to the group of flower girls. Heloise looked at Zenon with a face that said, ¡°What can I do under such circumstances,¡± but Zenon seemed indifferent. Heloise looked at him awkwardly, before trying to mediate between them. ¡°It¡¯s not that we can¡¯t stay together, but we¡¯re going to sightsee the tree-lined street, so if you stay with us like this, you¡¯ll definitely get caught.¡± ¡°You¡¯re going to sightsee the tree-lined street¡­?¡± Sienna¡¯s face turned ashen. The crowd had already been swept away. While it might be a little callous, Zenon¡¯s words were right. Since Heloise came out to play with Zenon today, she felt that she should take his discomfort into account. ¡°Unfortunately¡­¡± Just as she was about to refuse. ¡°Wait a minute!¡± Sienna closed her eyes tightly and blocked Heloise¡¯s path. ¡°Then, in that case, how about this? There¡¯s a place that¡¯s much better than flower viewing! I know where an important guest who would only come to huge events like the Founding Festival would appear!¡± ¡°An important guest?¡± ¡°Yes! The genius astrologer of the underworld, Medicis-nim!¡± [T/N: ¡®nim¡¯ is a honorific for guests, customers, clients and unfamiliar individuals. It¡¯s also used towards someone who is revered and admired for having a significant amount of skill, intellect, knowledge etc.] ¡°Medicis¡­?¡± Zenon¡¯s face crumpled up, as if he was asking if this was a joke. That was when he, who had kept holding Heloise¡¯s hand the entire time, tried to drag her away. Heloise prevented Zenon from leaving by squeezing his hand. ¡°The astrologer Medicis? Really?¡± ¡°Yes!¡± Sienna, who was delighted as her words seemed to be well received, was about to open her mouth in order to explain. Heloise raised her folded arms in order to stop her words. If it was the astrologer Medicis, she¡¯s an NPC that Heloise was quite familiar with. She¡¯s a character that, when given gold, could metaphorically tell the attainable endings from the player¡¯s daughter¡¯s current condition by calculating her stats. After listening to Medicis¡¯ divination, Heloise was able to change the ending slightly by raising or lowering a specific stat. So if she meets with Medicis now and hands over the money, wouldn¡¯t she be able to infer the ending that Sienna was closest to? If the extra characters like her and Zenon, who didn¡¯t exist, were excluded, if Sienna¡¯s ending could be known¡­¡­ It seems to be a hint for the future to come. ¡°Alright.¡± ¡°What?¡± When Heloise answered and followed behind readily, Zenon, who was standing blankly, gave her an absurd look. Heloise smiled broadly and held Zenon¡¯s hand tightly. ¡°You¡¯ve already seen all the flowers, right? This time, let¡¯s go to an astrologer and get our fortunes told. I really want to see it.¡± He looked rather displeased. ¡°It¡¯s the underworld. The underworld is a state-designated crime zone so it¡¯s not good to approach that place.¡± Zenon spoke warningly, pretending to know better despite the fact that he rarely left the Langbert Mansion. Sienna glared fiercely at him as she was upset that her suggestion was rejected. However, Zenon had only snorted, as if a dog was whining somewhere. Then, Heloise opened her mouth. ¡°But you¡¯ll protect me if anything happens, right?¡± ¡°What?¡± ¡°No?¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± As if he had heard something unexpected, Zenon¡¯s eyes widened. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks And his red lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something for a while. Just then, Sienna spoke cautiously. ¡°That person? Does that person have some sort of power? It doesn¡¯t seem to be the case¡­¡± Heloise frowned at her remark. ¡°Does it look like that? How worrying.¡± ¡®Should I feed him healthy foods¡­?¡¯ Heloise looked at Zenon objectively. Dark eyebrows, sharp and narrow eyes, dense black eyelashes, and blue-gray eyes that looked like dots of blue ink were spreading out against a gray background. Although he looked beautiful, at first glance Zenon was a handsome man with thicker lines than his peers. Sienna was unaware that Zenon was ill and would experience side effects when he used magic, and as such, he shouldn¡¯t have left a weak impression on others just from his appearance, thus making it worrying. ¡°You¡¯re so eloquent, even though you¡¯re the one cutting in my outing.¡± When Zenon¡¯s expression gradually disappeared and he gave off a chilly atmosphere, Sienna made a surprised sound. ¡°I¨CI¡¯m hanging out with Miss Lorca! It has nothing to do with your outing!¡± It was obvious that she was scared, but it seemed as though she didn¡¯t want to show it. In any case, they would be moving together, so Heloise didn¡¯t want them to fight. ¡°Stop joking around and let¡¯s have our fortunes told. I want to see that.¡± ¡°It isn¡¯t a joke¡­!¡± ¡°Lead the way.¡± Sienna was about to vent her grievances, but Zenon shut her mouth. He was cold and expressionless. As such, Sienna stopped chattering and led the way obediently. The underworld was located behind the square, and it wasn¡¯t far from the market. Just like how a slight deviation from the straight and bright street would lead to a dark alleyway, the underworld was also the case. However, it wasn¡¯t evening or late at night, so it wasn¡¯t as dangerous as Heloise had thought. It was like the scene she witnessed on the game screen, a dull sign was attached and the surroundings had trash scattered all around. Zenon, who was born and raised as a young master, had an unexpectedly indifferent face, and Sienna, who had been trained through her part-time jobs, wasn¡¯t unfamiliar with this road. Just when the trio had walked for a long time and stood in front of the . ¡°Hey. What are you guys doing there?¡± ¡°Why are there kids here?¡± Zenon was the first one to react to the voice. Zenon turned and hid Heloise behind him. Heloise, who lacked crisis awareness, only thought that such a kid was impressive. ¡°Miss Lorca! I¨CIt¡¯s a gangster! A gangster!¡± Sienna shouted fearfully. She seemed to want to whisper to Heloise, but her voice became too loud as she was too agitated. ¡°What? I¡¯m not a gangster!¡± Originally, when gangsters hear that they are gangsters, they¡¯re bound to get very angry. The gangster got angry. ¡°Do you want to die?¡± In the face of this life or death question, Heloise poked her head out from Zenon¡¯s shoulder and spoke. ¡°We¡¯re just trying to enter this tent. We didn¡¯t mean to interrupt you, so please don¡¯t mind us.¡± ¡°Why do people like you want to enter there?¡± ¡°What?¡± When Heloise repeated his question with a puzzled look, the gangster¡¯s brow furrowed and he threatened. ¡°It¡¯s not a place for kids to enter. Get out of here!¡± ¡°But¡­¡± ¡°I said get out!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t yell at her.¡± Zenon warned quietly. The gangster remained in place and Heloise gulped. She knew what would happen if Zenon exploded here. Perhaps the underworld would be in shambles, the gangster would be seriously injured, the incident would be reported directly to Marquis Velks, and Zenon would faint in the aftermath. It¡¯s terrible. Even so, just because they had met a few times in person, Zenon reacted sensitively to the gangster who treated Heloise roughly. She didn¡¯t know what would happen if she let the gangster open his mouth again. ¡®But why is the gangster initiating a conversation?¡¯ Heloise had also met the astrologer Medicis when she was playing . A few times, only when certain conditions are met. ¡°Oh, that¡¯s why.¡± The [Evil] stat. As befitting of its reputation as the underworld, this place would be blocked by gangsters if her [Evil] stat doesn¡¯t reach a certain level. As such, when she was going through the clergy route, she couldn¡¯t get any help from Medicis. If one of the trio met the conditions, they would have let that one person in, but from how all three of them were stopped, it seemed that all three of them were less infected with Evil as they were young. ¡®Well, what kind of evil could Sienna, who was digging in mines for hundreds of days, and Zenon, who remained sickly in his mansion, accumulate?¡¯ Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only That goes for Heloise Lorca, a beautiful young lady of the Viscounty of Lorca. Therefore, the three of them couldn¡¯t see their futures yet. It was a regrettable matter. While Zenon glared at the gangster silently, Heloise quickly made up her mind. It can¡¯t be helped if it¡¯s a stat problem. He¡¯s also doing his job, so how could she allow Zenon to mess it up? ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? Chapter 20 ¡°Let¡¯s just go.¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t you say that you wanted to get your fortune told?¡± ¡°Now that I think about it¡­ there¡¯s no need for that anymore. This place is also a bit scary. I want to leave.¡± ¡°Scary?¡± Zenon tilted his head slightly and asked with an uncomprehending expression. Heloise grinned and dragged Zenon by his hand. She didn¡¯t forget about Sienna, who was standing there in a daze. The gangster spat on the floor as he cursed, but he didn¡¯t come closer, perhaps due to Zenon¡¯s chilling gaze. My apologies for interrupting your work of watching the doors to the underworld, Mister Gangster. As she dragged the duo out of the underworld, Heloise asked Sienna with disappointment. ¡°Miss Sienna, when would the astrologer come again?¡± ¡°Ah¡­¡­ I¡¯m not too sure about that. She¡¯d occasionally appear during the Harvest Festival, the New Year¡¯s Festival, and the Emperor¡¯s Birthday Festival, but there are times where she doesn¡¯t appear for an entire year. I had heard about it from a lady at the place I work part-time.¡± ¡°I see¡­.¡± As Heloise played the game without referring to guides, she wondered if there¡¯s a spot that she was unaware of, but it seemed to be at random, just like she had experienced. The trio who had finally escaped from the underworld entered a market. Unlike the quiet and dreary underworld, the market was noisy and lively. ¡°Buy some pears, they¡¯re fresh and very cheap!¡± ¡°There are fine silks that just arrived from the East!¡± Sienna¡¯s expression, which had stiffened at the sight of the gangster, finally relaxed after entering the market. She seems to be relieved. Anyhow, Zenon had a nonchalant face. Rather, he was in a good enough state that he was looking at the trivial bracelets that were on display at the stalls. ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I¡¯m the one that suggested going there, but it turned out like that¡­¡­.¡± Sienna offered an apology that cut through the noise-filled silence first. However, this incident naturally occurred due to insufficient stats in the system, hence it wasn¡¯t Sienna¡¯s fault. Heloise eased the atmosphere with a smile. ¡°No. I managed to sightsee an interesting place thanks to you. Although it was a little scary, I think it¡¯s better to undergo various experiences.¡± She tried to comfort Sienna by making up words of comfort, but something felt strange. Heloise poked Zenon in the side to get him to add something, but he was too busy looking around the market to pay attention. Giving up on getting Zenon involved, Heloise proceeded to give more words of encouragement to the sullen Sienna. ¡°I¡¯m being serious.¡± Just as she was being indecisive and wanted to say something. ¡°Young Lady¡­!¡± A loud voice that originated deeply from within his core emanated, looking for his ¡®Young Lady¡¯. While Heloise didn¡¯t know which young lady he was looking for, from his voice, the lady sounded like someone that was very much guilty. ¡°Young Lady Sienna¡­!¡± ¡°Heok! Soma!¡± As Sienna trudged along, her hair, with slight exaggeration, seemed like a cat with its fur standing up. On the opposite side of the market, a man in a black butler¡¯s suit was glancing towards this side through a gap, his hands on his waist. ¡°My Lady.¡± ¡°So¡ªSoma. I didn¡¯t¡­ I didn¡¯t run away in order to escape¡­¡± ¡°I¡¯ll listen to your words when we¡¯ve returned to the mansion.¡± ¡°What do you mean mansion¡­! It¡¯s just a two-story house!¡± ¡°Have you finished speaking your final words?¡± It¡¯s a familiar face from the illustrations. Sienna¡¯s butler, Soma. Despite his strictness and peckishness, he followed Sienna from the fairy world as a butler that cared very much for Sienna. Heloise gazed with contentment as Sienna was taken away. ¡®Even if he looks like that, it¡¯s for your sake.¡¯ Also, no matter how she handled it, she was bound to be scolded for running away during the Flower Maiden parade. As Sienna cried out, ¡°Mi¨Css Lor-ca¨C,¡± Heloise merely waved her hand silently, before turning to look back at Zenon. He turned his head slowly and raised an eyebrow lightly. As expected, he showed no signs of interest in Sienna. ¡°Why?¡± ¡°It¡¯s nothing. Come to think of it, what should we do when your first outing ended up like this? Isn¡¯t the market very unfamiliar for you?¡± Heloise wasn¡¯t unfamiliar with the market, as she had experience entering and exiting while playing the game, but it would be the first time in Zenon¡¯s life. ¡°Well¡­¡­ It¡¯s nothing special.¡± As he said that, Zenon¡¯s expression was reserved. Who would say that he isn¡¯t a young master? ¡°What should we do? Should we end the outing here and return?¡± ¡°Alright.¡± But for some reason, there were traces of regret on Zenon¡¯s face. It could have been her delusion. Because Zenon has been expressionless since a while ago. However, was it a sense honed through the few events they had experienced together? This kid seemed to feel a little regretful now. Even if he himself wasn¡¯t aware of that fact. ¡°Uhm, or shall we go to the shopping district?¡± It was the right moment to say that. Zenon looked downwards at Heloise dazedly, but when he raised his head slightly, his expression became brutal in an instant. ¡°Zenon?¡± ¡°Heloise.¡± ¡°Hm?¡± He clasped Heloise¡¯ hand tightly. ¡°Run.¡± Immediately after the word left his mouth, he started to run while pulling Heloise by her wrist. Perhaps due to his strength, the bracelet that had been hanging loosely on fell off with a clang. ¡°Ah, my bracelet!¡± Just as Heloise was about to pick up the bracelet, Zenon gripped Heloise¡¯s hand and dragged her along. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks ¡°Follow me right now.¡± ¡°What are you saying all of a sudden¡­?¡± The next moment, Zenon started to sprint. Heloise couldn¡¯t afford to pick up the fallen bracelet and could only follow Zenon¡¯s lead. Heloise, who had been following Zenon¡¯s lead for a long time without knowing the reason, tapped Zenon on the back when she was out of breath and couldn¡¯t run any further. ¡°Zenon! Zenon! Let¡¯s stop! I¡¯m completely out of breath.¡± ¡°That¡¯s the most that you can run?¡± ¡°It¡¯s you that¡¯s oddly good at running. And I even dropped my bracelet! My bracelet!¡± Heloise clasped at her wrist with a teary face. Her wrist became swollen after being gripped tightly by Zenon for a long period of time, and the bracelet that she had been wearing was already lost. ¡°Why did you run away like that all of a sudden?¡± ¡°There¡¯s someone on our tail.¡± ¡°Someone? Who?¡± ¡°My uncle¡¯s person.¡± ¡°Ah!¡± Heloise¡¯s eyes widened. She thought that she had only informed those that were trustworthy, but she didn¡¯t expect that it would enter the ear of Marquis Velks so quickly. As such, the meaning of their covert escape was rendered obsolete. The duo, who stopped running near Felipe Bridge, located the carriage bearing the emblem of the Lorca Viscounty and boarded it quietly. ¡°Would you be reprimanded?¡± As the carriage began to move, Heloise was the first amongst the two to speak after a period of silence. Heloise, who was the one that tempted Zenon into going out, asked in a worried tone. Zenon shook his head. ¡°There¡¯s nothing for him to retaliate with. Even if he wants to retaliate, he has to have something to do so.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± ¡°So, don¡¯t mind it. Rather than that¡­.¡± It was shocking enough to see Marquis Velks¡¯s person, but Zenon¡¯s attention was focused on something else. The kid shoved a hand into his pocket and dawdled. ¡°There¡¯s something more important than that?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not a big deal.¡± After stewing for another moment, Zenon finally took the item out of his pocket and displayed it on his palm. It was actually a shiny bracelet. ¡°What¡¯s this¡­?¡± ¡°What else can it be, it¡¯s obviously a bracelet.¡± ¡°Where did you get this suddenly¡­ Oh.¡± Heloise recalled how Zenon was acting indifferent as Sienna was dragged away from the market. She wondered about what he was up to, seeing as how he was absentminded, but it must have been because he was buying this. There were several charms haphazardly hanging from the golden coloured bangle type bracelet. With slight bewilderment, Heloise received the bracelet and fiddled with it. It looked more like a mage¡¯s enchantment tool rather than an accessory belonging to a noble young lady. There were various inexplicable decorations, such as hexagons, gales, snow and pentagrams. ¡°I was in a hurry, so there were a few that I couldn¡¯t add.¡± ¡°Is this supposed to mean something?¡± ¡°It wouldn¡¯t be useless if it was there.¡± It¡¯s only courteous to try on a gift in front of the person who gave it to you. Heloise put on a bracelet and gave quite a mischievous look towards Zenon. ¡°What do you think? Does it suit me, young master?¡± ¡°It suits you well.¡± A faint smile appeared on Zenon¡¯s lips. Heloise, who was being playful, gave him a cute smile. Heloise found the bracelet that jingled with each movement of her wrist novel, so she kept looking at it at every angle. She kept doing that through the entire journey, until they parted ways at Langbert Mansion. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? The balcony of a fancy party. A man, who had come out to get some fresh air and sober up, leaned on the railing with his elbow and let out a soft whistle. Upon that, a masked man dressed in black clothes dropped down from an upper floor and prostrated. ¡°Your Grace.¡± ¡°What happened?¡± ¡°Though he went out, he didn¡¯t take any particular actions.¡± Marquis Velks frowned at his subordinate¡¯s report and spoke. ¡°I¡¯ll be the judge of whether he acted particularly or not.¡± ¡°He was accompanied by the Young Lady of the Lorca Viscounty, and while taking a stroll near Felipe Bridge, another woman joined them and they made a trip to the underworld together.¡± ¡°The underworld?¡± The Marquis of Velks snorted. He went to the underworld? Has that kid already become old enough to enter and exit places like that? ¡°Also¡­¡­ at the end, my identity was exposed. The Young Lord probably knows about our existence now.¡± ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter. Was there nothing else in particular?¡± As the trivial report ended, he asked in a perfunctory manner while guzzling down several mouthfuls of alcohol, like he was about to return back to the venue by himself. His subordinate agonised repeatedly over what else should he report about, before finally squeezing out his observations as a response. ¡°And¡­ about the Viscounty of Lorca¡¯s Young Lady.¡± ¡°Who? Are you talking about Zenon¡¯s playmate?¡± ¡°I watched them together and they seemed to be pretty close.¡± The marquis¡¯ moustache flinched. Was he talking about that cheeky girl from last time? Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only He might have overlooked it then, but no matter how much he thought about it, he wasn¡¯t satisfied. ¡°¡­¡­Convey to the Order that we seem to have found a sacrifice for atonement.¡± The marquis flung the bottle he was holding out of the balcony, and returned to the hall without a word. Only fluttering curtains remained in the place the marquis left, with nary a trace of his masked subordinate. ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤? Chapter 21 Monday arrived. As per usual, Heloise headed to Langbert Mansion. It was a routine for her to head to Langbert mansion on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays to visit Zenon. However, it was strange that there were two knights in black armour, and not the gatekeepers she¡¯d usually see. Despite the coachman¡¯s pleas, for some reason the conversation didn¡¯t go well, as the knights didn¡¯t move from their positions, with their hands behind their backs. Heloise sighed softly and poked her head out of the window. ¡°What¡¯s this? Did something happen again?¡± ¡°My lady, apparently Young Master Lionerik is currently in the midst of probation¡­¡± ¡°Probation?¡± ¡°Yes¡­ that¡¯s why even my lady is prohibited from entering¡­¡± ¡°What does that mean? Why is he suddenly on probation? When will it be released?¡± ¡°I¡¯m not too sure about that¡­¡± Those words rendered her speechless. Sure enough, getting caught by Marquis Velk¡¯s person on the day of the Founding Festival seems to have become a problem. Is Zenon doing well? Heloise stole a glance at the knights that stood by the gate. Unlike the lax gatekeeper that she always saw, these ones seemed brutal. They might unsheathe their swords if she climbed across the wall like she did previously. ¡®Let¡¯s go back for now¡­¡¯ Heloise thought that she should return back and interrogate her father. Just as she was about to give an order to turn the carriage around. The gates of the mansion opened and the butler appeared. After seeking for the new gatekeepers¡¯ understanding, the butler came up to Heloise and bowed his head. ¡°How have you been, Miss?¡± ¡°Hmm, but what¡¯s going on? Is Zenon really under probation?¡± ¡°¡­¡­Yes, but the young master has a good expression, and isn¡¯t in a bad condition.¡± ¡°Really?¡± ¡°Yes, so please do not feel guilty. This was the young master¡¯s first time experiencing the Founding Festival properly. Thank you very much for your assistance.¡± ¡°Then will the probation be relaxed¡­?¡± ¡°I, too, have nothing to say about that. That will be for the Marquis to decide.¡± Faint anxiety permeated the butler¡¯s face. Still, it¡¯s fortunate that Zenon¡¯s condition wasn¡¯t bad. Realising that she shouldn¡¯t linger at this atmosphere for too long, Heloise nodded. ¡°Alright. Then, I¡¯ll leave for today.¡± ¡°Please accept my sincere apologies for not being able to serve you properly, even though you¡¯ve come all this way.¡± ¡°No, please give my greetings to Zenon in my stead.¡± ¡°Of course.¡± After a parting greeting, the butler entered the mansion, and the coachman furtively checked Heloise¡¯s mood, before asking, ¡°Will we be turning the carriage around this time?¡± When asked if she would climb over the wall again, Heloise shook her head. ¡°Let¡¯s return home.¡± ¡°Yes!¡± It was rare for Peter, the coachman, to shout with a bright voice. In the carriage, Heloise fiddled with the bracelet that Zenon gave her as she thought of him. To think that he¡¯d be under probation. He didn¡¯t get into a lot of trouble, did he? Heloise hoped that the Marquis of Velks knew that it was her suggestion, Wouldn¡¯t it be a little better if we shared the punishment? Zenon was originally isolated¡­ After returning home, Heloise waited for her father to return from his work at the Castle and told him about what had happened today. ¡°Is that so? Was the Marquis¡¯s knights guarding Langbert Mansion?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°While the Marquis is the official guardian of the young master, he shouldn¡¯t have the right to prevent him from meeting you¡­ How disgraceful. Let me look into this matter.¡± Her father frowned and kept speaking ill of the Marquis, like he was dissatisfied with the Marquis¡¯ treatment. ¡°Then will the probation be relaxed from Wednesday onwards?¡± ¡°No, this isn¡¯t a problem that would be solved in a day or two. It¡¯s because I¡¯ll have to make an appointment to be able to meet him.¡± ¡°Oh¡­¡­¡± ¡°Until it¡¯s resolved, you should focus on your personal studies for the time being, Heloise. You can¡¯t just sit still even when you¡¯re unable to meet the young master.¡± ¡°That¡¯s true¡­¡­.¡± Heloise lowered her head with a sullen look. Though his words were right, she didn¡¯t know why she found it so weird. ¡°You liked dancing, right? Shall we increase the number of dance lessons and study about both art and culture in the remaining time?¡± ¡°I¡¯ll discuss it with Mom.¡± ¡°Let¡¯s do that.¡± ¡®What should I do if the conversation doesn¡¯t go well and I can¡¯t meet Zenon anymore?¡¯ Hearing herself think in this manner was both unfamiliar and unsettling. ¡®No, I¡¯m being like this as I¡¯m just worried that he¡¯s gonna die.¡¯ After leaving her father¡¯s study, Heloise rubbed her face roughly, and returned to her room with clenched fists. Just as her father said, she should catch up by putting her all into her dance and art lessons, and get rid of those thoughts. The next day, she got onto a carriage that¡¯s headed to the dance studio in order to take an exam. ¡®It¡¯s been a while since I¡¯ve travelled along this road.¡¯ The familiar scenery felt unfamiliar as Heloise had been neglecting her various studies for a period of time in order to meet Zenon. As the wheels of the carriage moved slowly, the street was as busting as ever. Come and read on our website wuxia worldsite. Thanks People that were selling newspapers and matches, elderlies that sold snacks and young girls that sold flowers. Heloise even spotted children deftly running through the throng of people. And in between them, she saw a man that was rushing somewhere hurriedly. ¡®Oh?¡¯ In an instant, Heloise poked her neck out of the carriage window and looked around to check if what she had spotted was right. However, the person she was looking for blended into the crowd, and before she knew it, she couldn¡¯t find any traces of him. ¡°No way.¡± That person couldn¡¯t have been here. All sorts of thoughts went through her mind now that she knew it was the same game. Heloise gathered her trailing thoughts and followed the coachman¡¯s lead to the dance studio. The moment she saw this scenery as soon as she arrived, she thought this. Clack! ¡°¡­¡­¡± If Heloise hadn¡¯t met the girl who was a miner, farmer and a maid during this lesson, she might have forgotten about Zenon completely and concentrated on her studies. ¡°Now, one, two, two, three, two, two, three.¡± Clack, clack, Clack, Clack!! [T/N: This is meant to be onomatopoeia for the sound of someone moving around in heels, but the sound is uneven and there¡¯s sounds of her dragging her feet/slipping and sliding which causes a loud screeching sound.] ¡°Who¡¯s the wyvern there?¡± Sienna¡¯s dancing skills were beyond the level of being a mess. ¡®If it¡¯s at this level, wouldn¡¯t her stat be minused?¡¯ She was even doubtful of how she managed to participate in the test for the intermediate class that Heloise belonged to. She stepped on others¡¯ feet, shrieked while dancing, and shed tears of joy when she discovered Heloise. ¡°Miss Lorca!¡± ¡°Call me Heloise, Sienna.¡± ¡°H¡ªHeloise. I missed you!¡± ¡°Hey, Salles! Lorca! Stop with your idle talk!¡± The dance instructor, a noblewoman, clapped her hands and gave a warning. Sienna, who was scolded oftenly, was startled and tried to distance herself, but Heloise raised her hand nonchalantly and asked to be excused. ¡°We¡¯ll return after taking a sip of water, Teacher.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± The teacher pretended that she didn¡¯t hear her and turned her head. She gave tacit permission. Heloise grabbed Sienna, who was baffled, by her arm and led her out of the studio. After coming out to the hallway, Sienna¡¯s pale countenance improved slightly, like she would live for a little longer. ¡°Our classes overlapped today, Sienna. Were you taking intermediate classes?¡± ¡°I think that I was assigned to the wrong class. My father, who was apologetic that I had to work part-time every day, sent me here after a long time. He didn¡¯t have to do that¡­¡± Sienna muttered in a bitter tone. ¡°In any case, I want to do my best to learn after spending a huge sum to take these classes, but hic, it¡¯s too hard¡­ I would make mistakes every day, and it seems that I¡¯m a nuisance to my father and my partner.¡± From the way Sienna kept snivelling, [Stress] seems to be quite high. How in the world was this player managing his child¡¯s condition? Heloise approached Sienna and gave her a hug. She patted the crying child gently and her tears stopped soon after. [Stress] seems to have lowered slightly. Managing [Stress] was important. This is because if the numerical value increases, efficiency decreases and Sienna gets sick easily. Sienna seemed to be at the boundary and needed to relax a little. Heloise put off her class for a moment and held both of her hands. ¡°If you have any difficulties, I can let you know. I¡¯m the best dancer in this intermediate class, so you don¡¯t have to worry about me falling behind.¡± Though it was only limited to a few dances, it wasn¡¯t a lie. Heloise had to say anything to appease her. ¡°What? But¡­¡± ¡°Instead of just talking about it, shall we practice here? Starting from the steps that you¡¯d found hard before. One, two, two, three, two, three.¡± ¡°Ah.¡± The duo practised the same step for more than 30 minutes. Although Sienna felt sorry and was on the verge of tears for turning Heloise¡¯ feet in tatters by stepping on them, she was able to memorise the steps that were pointed out by the instructor thanks to Heloise, who didn¡¯t get angry while teaching her. ¡°I did it! I think I can dance with my eyes closed now!¡± ¡°That¡¯s a relief.¡± Heloise waited while Sienna, who¡¯s on the verge of tears, took the test inside, and when she she reappeared, she smiled. As she smiled, her teary eyes drew a ¡®V¡¯, and she looked very proud. Although the test was rendered useless as the fact that she had mistakenly entered the intermediate class was belatedly revealed. Heloise was able to finish the test quickly as she had memorised all the moves while teaching Sienna. After the test ended, she descended down the stairs to return home to find Sienna waiting hesitantly without returning back. ¡°Sienna, what are you doing here?¡± ¡°Well, about that¡­¡± Sienna bit her lip, and held Heloise¡¯s hands tightly with glistening eyes, as if she had made up her mind. Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only ¡°Heloise, could you come over to my house this evening?¡± ¡°This evening?¡± Heloise blinked at the sudden invitation, and Sienna, who was anxious, nodded her head vigorously. ¡°Yes! Soma said that if I¡¯ve received a favour, I must return it. It¡¯s not grand, but I¡¯d like to treat you to dinner at my place.¡± ?©¤©¤©¤©¤¡ã¡ã?¡ã¡ã©¤©¤©¤©¤?