Chapter 43 — A Banquet from the Past
Chapter 43 — A Banquet from the Past
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As time passed, the two reunited on the day of a banquet at the imperial palace.
'It was exactly that day when I knelt before Julianna and apologized….'
Ugh….
Recalling that day, Lelia's complexion turned pale. It was a terrifying, horrible, and fearful day in many ways.
'…It's okay, that won't happen anymore.'
Lelia shook her head quickly, trying hard to push away the memory of that day.
Anyway, Lute was a swordsman who gained strong power through the wish granted by the half holy relic.
'He was also one of the warriors who contributed to defeating the Mad Dragon….'
In other words.
'That means it's impossible for me to take the holy relic from someone like that by force.'
It would be best if she could steal it naturally without using much force.
And there was one very good timing.
That timing was after the Mad Dragon died and peace came.
The male protagonist Lute and the female protagonist Julianna worried about how to handle the holy relic.
In that process, the original Lute had lost the holy relic once.
'When Lute lost the holy relic. I'll aim for that time!'
After breaking the golden tongue's curse with the completed holy relic, she would find her friends.
'And I'll confess. I'm sorry for deceiving you. Please forgive me….'
Lelia moved her pen again.
'And the second goal I need to achieve after becoming an adult is….'
Second, prevent the misfortunes that befall the Superion family members.
'I'll cure Grandmother's dementia and prevent Grandfather's death.'
Along with Mom's siblings too.
This was gratitude toward her grandfather, who would take care of her until she became an adult.
The misfortunes that would befall the Superion family were events that would happen after Lelia became an adult. Fortunately, that meant she had time to prepare in advance.
'I will definitely achieve both.'
Lelia, who put down her pen, took what she had written diligently and headed to the bed.
Seeing the rabbit doll on the bed, longing for her friends surged up.
Lelia hugged the doll tightly.
She missed and worried about each of her friends' faces.
Though she could now live relatively comfortably and safely here….
'Is everyone doing well…? Are they okay?'
They were all children with many wounds.
Oscar had wounds too hard to bear at a young age, Kalix was a lonelier child than anyone.
Also, Griffith was a child who didn't know how to care for his own inner self, and Romeo, though he didn't show it, was a child with more fear than anyone.
As she thought of those children, her nose tingled and tears welled up.
Lelia clenched her hands tightly and prayed.
That those children who protected her only with memories could become happy.
'No matter what emotional wounds they receive, like I did… may they overcome them with the memories we shared.'
She hoped they wouldn't suffer for long.
After that, time flowed quickly.
The Duke of Superion announced Lelia's existence to the vassals and elders who came and went from the main residence.
He said she was a child who looked exactly like Elizabeth, whom he had brought for his mentally unstable wife.
And he ordered them.
For the sake of the Duchess's illness, they should treat Lelia just as respectfully as they had treated Elizabeth.
Thanks to that, Lelia began to live a life like a dream.
The most joyful thing was, naturally, the food.
She could eat food more delicious and abundant than when she lived at the temple, anytime she wanted.
'It's like a dream….'
The maids were kind, and the time spent with Grandmother and Grandfather was happy.
In particular, Lelia had a new hobby, which was looking at her mother's portrait.
'Really, when she became an adult, there's no resemblance to me at all.'
Mom was a tomboyish girl when she was young, but when she became an adult, she was an elegant and pure beauty.
'No wonder Emperor Perseus couldn't recognize her at all.'
Lelia took time once a day to look at her mother's portrait and mirror and study the resemblances. That's how she filled the empty space in her heart.
That didn't mean Lelia spent her time just comfortably and happily.
There was something that made Lelia uncomfortable, and that was the presence of her uncle Karius and her aunt Atias.
In particular, Karius was very displeased whenever he saw Lelia receiving the utmost respect from vassals and servants.
He often picked fights with Lelia. Of course, only where the Duke couldn't see.
"…Fraud."
Lelia's expression hardened whenever she saw Karius calling her a fraud.
'Why is he so childish at his age….'
However, Lelia never lost and always retorted to him.
"I've never committed fraud."
"Hmph."
Honestly, it was childish-level provocation, so it wasn't really damaging. At most, just a little uncomfortable?
And Atias, whenever she saw Lelia, would stare at her silently with observant eyes….
'Why does she keep looking at me like that….'
That gaze was a bit uncomfortable. It felt like she had to speak first.
"Um…."
"……!"
Eventually, when Lelia couldn't bear it and spoke, Atias would go "Whoosh!" away like a stray cat without any response.
'I don't think she dislikes me though.'
As those days continued, Lelia also started to adapt now.
Whether it was Karius or Atias, she could just ignore them.
Lelia spent time with Grandmother and Grandfather every day, and in that process, she satisfied her emotional stability.
She played games that helped with dementia with Grandmother, and read books with Grandfather.
Those times were more precious to Lelia than anything.
And this very moment was also one of the important times for Lelia.
It was time to gather 'Alchemy Lottery' ingredients and check what she had gathered.
The ingredients found during the few months since arriving here were considerable.
To find ingredients, she had to move her body and walk around, and thanks to that, there was almost no place in this large ducal castle she hadn't visited.
It seemed she had found all the ingredients that could be found in the castle.
After that, she even went around touring the territory with Grandfather.
'There are too many recipes, so making the Philosopher's Stone is out of the question….'
Lelia shook her head repeatedly.
Fortunately, once ingredients were found, the dragons would gather them automatically, so that was a relief.
'Anyway, since the goal isn't to make the Philosopher's Stone, I just need to gather ingredients for the necessary items.'
Lelia clicked on the alchemy tool on the screen and looked at the ingredients for the recipe she had marked as a favorite.
'What I need most right now are the ingredients for the medicine to treat Grandmother….'
[Alzheimer's Treatment]
- List of Required Ingredients
∙ Beautiful Grass 99 (36/99)
∙ Memory Fragments 10 pieces (0/10)
∙ Old Fabric Piece (0/1)
∙ Crystal of Memories (0/1)
∙ Ash of Flames 9999 (0/9999)
She discovered an ingredient called Beautiful Grass while walking through the ducal castle's garden.
Since the dragon would automatically gather ingredients at certain intervals, she just had to wait now.
However, she had no idea where to find the remaining ingredients.
Except for Beautiful Grass and Ash of Flames, the other ingredients had slightly different text colors. Perhaps because they were special ingredients that couldn't be found through auto-search.
'Do I need to find them outside the territory?'
Lelia chewed her lips slightly as she pondered.
'Fortunately, Grandmother's symptoms are gradually improving….'
Lelia smiled as she thought of her grandmother.
The Duchess was not mentally sound, so sometimes she called Lelia 'Elizabeth' and sometimes' Lelia.'
Because Grandfather had told her, when she was in her right mind, she recognized Lelia as her granddaughter.
Thinking of Grandmother made her heart warm, but when she looked at the recipe window, she sighed.
'Come to think of it, I'm getting angry.'
Originally, her wish was to go to this game world, not to go to another world and obtain this game.
Of course, she was still glad to have this game….
She didn't ask for new recipes to be added.
"Even in my past life, it wasn't this infuriating of a game…."
Lelia looked at the innocent alchemy tool and the wiggling dragons.
'Are you telling me to make the Philosopher's Stone or not?'
No matter how much it was end content, wasn't it too much?