It is my Destiny to be the Savior of the Protagonist

To become a spiritualist immediately and run away. It was a last resort because it was too dangerous to use spirit magic at a young age.

The silence was getting longer. Ariadne couldn’t stand it any longer and opened her mouth.

“You can make the perfect elixir, verify it, and then decide.”

As if her words were a signal, the stiffened Archmage and the Magrave opened their mouths at the same time.

“Baby…”

“Aari…”

They looked at each other. After talking about something with a wink, the Margrave spoke first.

“Ariadne.”

He only called her name and looked at her from above, then asked heavily.

“Since when have you been subjected to such experiments?”

It was an unexpected question. Ariadne answered, touching the hem of her dress with her fingertips.

“I don’t remember exactly. It must have been in the fall when I was 4 years old, or around that time. By that time, the Duke noticed that I had the perfect constitution to experiment with elixirs.”

“Oh God.”

The Margrave groaned and buried his face in his hands. And the Archmage fired a shot.

“It is my fault. It’s all my fault…”

The Archmage sat down powerlessly and repeated those words. The Marquis, glancing at the Archmage, let out a deep sigh and stood up. He knelt down in front of Ariadne and brought her to eye level.

Ariadne felt burdened by the bartender kneeling in front of her, so she pulled him back. The Margrave stretched out his hand to her like that. Watching his big hands cling to her platinum hair, she swept away.

“You must have sweated a lot.”

“Are you sick? No, what a dumb question. Of course it must have hurt…”

He carefully wiped her sweat with his new handkerchief.

Ariadne was taken aback. After she proposed the deal, the first questions that came up were what kind of experiment was it, when did you undergo that kind of experiment, did you get sick, etc.

‘Elixir… Even after seeing the miracle, they ask these things first?’

It was a situation that was outside the range between her supposed best and worst. She didn’t know how to react. The Margrave, wiping the cold sweat off her, raised his hand. He said, confirming that there was not a single wound left on her.

“Do you have any more contaminated water by any chance?”

“No, not anymore.”

He seems to want to check the effectiveness of the elixir again. Ariadne was reflexively nervous.

“If you get new contaminated water, I will verify again…”

“No, you don’t have to!”

The frightened Margrave shouted, then quickly lowered his voice when he saw Ariadne closing her tight eyes.

“…There are no more, I’m glad.”

The Margrave held her small right hand in both of his hands and peered in.

“Ariadne, I…”

He was speechless for a long time even after taking his word for it. Ariadne, who was looking at him anxiously, spoke first.

“I know it’s not an easy decision. You will come into a head-on collision with the Duke of Eldeer, so…”

“No, no, what if is a Duke. It doesn’t matter.”

Duke of ‘something’. If it’s not a problem to pretend to be the Duke of Eldeer, then what is the problem? When Ariadne tilted her head, her nucle sighed again and muttered to himself.

“I couldn’t trust him at all. Yes, it must be so. What you’ve been through isn’t so light that a few words can tell you what to do.”

”Ah! Wait a moment.”

The Marquis jumped up and approached the door. He called the butler and ordered something. In the meantime, the Archmage rose from his seat. The old man looked down at her with hs sunken face.

“Baby.”

“Yes, Archmage.”

“Don’t you hate this grandfather?”

It was a random question. Ariadne shook her head curiously.

“I don’t hate you.”

“Even though I didn’t help you when you were sick and having a hard time?”

“…But you didn’t know.”

“I didn’t know. Yeah, I didn’t know. But wouldn’t it be more hateful not knowing? It should be more sad because nobody knew.”

“No, thee Archimage didn’t have any obligation to know my situation.”

At those words, the tips of the Archmage’s white beard trembled.

“No, dear. That’s not right. There is an obligation. I have an obligation.”

“Yes?”

“Not someone else, but my blood, you are my one and only granddaughter. Does it make sense that, being her grandfather, I didn’t know how my granddaughter lives? I should have known! You should be resentful and hateful because I didn’t know!”

The Archmage said with resentment. Ariadne was dumbfounded. Since when did she become so precious to her grandfather? Didn’t he hate her?

‘From the original story to the end… You ignored me until I died.’

she didn’t know why he was doing that all of a sudden. To be honest, she still couldn’t believe it. That such a person had brought her this far with the one clinging. She looked up at the reddened old man and asked abruptly.

“You weren’t interested in me at first. You didn’t even know my name until recently.”

The Archmage hesitated as if he was speechless, then replied in a state of dejection.

“I did…”

“A person like that brought me here, so why should I resent the Archmage? On the contrary, thank you. Thank you for saving me, Archmage.”

Ariadne rose from her seat, took hold of the hem of her skirt, and greeted him. The Archmage’s face turned redder.

Ariadne, who raised her head, looked at the Archmage and became embarrassed. At first, she thought he was angry, but when she looked closely, it was the expression she had seen a while ago.

Her maid of honor, who was apologizing to her, was making that kind of expression on her face. A mark weighed down by guilt and affection. It’s difficult to understand.

The Marquis, who had approached before she knew it, intervened.

“Ariadne. Look at this.”

What he presented was a contract with a leopard engraved on luxurious parchment paper in silver foil.

“Do you know what this is?”

“Is this an official contract written by the Weaver family?”

“You’re smart too.”

Nobles put their family names on formal contracts used in transactions that had a fixed shape and format. In addition to the special classes, Ariadne also received formal successor classes. She then learned about the formal contract.

Her learning progress was rapid even before she recalled her past life. After recalling her previous life, she naturally became twice as fast as she was before. If the Duke had been a normal parent he would have been overjoyed, but he had no interest in his daughter’s progress in other classes. What the Duke of Eldeer was interested in was only the progress of the special class.

Formal contracts have two frameworks. At the top, write what the family will give you, and below what you will receive in return.

“As you know, this is used when making a promise that cannot be broken.”

The Marquis already had the experience of raising a brilliantly intelligent child named Erich. Erich also had a good understanding of the contract by this age. So he told the 7-year-old about the idea of giving out an official contract.

He took out a pen in front of her eyes and started filling out the top of my contract.

1. ‘Weaver’ must safely protect and nurture ‘Ariadne Eldeer’.

2. ‘Weaver,’ is responsible for providing the things that ‘Ariadne Eldeer’ needs.

3. ‘Weaver’ must ensure that ‘Ariadne Eldeer’ can reside in Weaver Castle for as long as she wishes.

4. All of the above provisions remain in effect until ‘Ariadne Eldeer’ becomes an adult of 18 years of age.

5. However, even after becoming an adult, ‘Weaver’ assumes reasonable duties as a guardian only if ‘Ariadne Eldeer’ wishes.

Without hesitation, the Marquis, who filled the upper column, wrote below in a powerful handwriting. and signed.

Weaver Marquis. Ernest Weaver.

He wrote another identical contract, then took out a white stamp and stamped both with Weaver’s crest.

The Marquis held out the seal to Ariadne along with the contract.

“Write your name and mark it with your thumb. Do you know how?”

“The cell below is empty, Marquis.”

A space where the Weaver family writes what she must give in exchange for granting her request. The cell was empty.

“Don’t write there.”

The Marquis said that and pointed to the signature line.

“If you sign it, it takes effect. All you have to do is sign it like this.”

“You don’t have to fill in the blanks below?”

“No.”

“If you end the contract like this, you will lose money. You can fill in the blanks however you like. Oh, I might as well not use anything.”

“It does not matter.”

“…You don’t need the elixir?”

“It’s definitely a great potion. Its value is difficult to calculate. If it is known, the world will be in an uproar.”

“That’s right. It’s a miracle cure that anyone would want. You can monopolize this.”

“Ariadne, it is your strength, and it will be your wealth. I am neither needy nor vulgar enough to rob my little nephew of his property.”

The Margrave smiled brightly.

“Of course you want to secure it. Please find out the means to distribute it properly. If you need a guardian or an adult to represent you, please use my name.”

It was an offer that was unilaterally advantageous to her. Ariadne looked back and forth between the smiling Marquis and the signed contract.

“Why do you want to lose money?”

“…It is not damage. It’s an investment to buy your trust.”

“My trust?”

“For me to be your uncle. You can think of it as a price to pay.”

“You’re already my uncle, aren’t you?”

“No, Ariadne, I want to be your real uncle, a real family you can rely on.”

Ariadne’s big eyes shook. She asked in a hoarse voice.

“Why?”

“Because you are my nephew, and you asked me to protect you.”

“For just that reason?”

“That’s more than halfway through.”

The Marquis smiled bitterly and handed the contract into her arms.

“I hope this eases your anxiety a little bit.”