It is my Destiny to be the Savior of the Protagonist

“You’re entrusting that important thing to that child? Isn’t my older brother or father representing her?”

“Who do you think made the decision to donate the recipe to the temple? Did you already forget what I said earlier?”

“I thought that what she suggested and the right to decide would be separate. At that age, even if it’s your property, you don’t have the legal right to decide. Isn’t it your duty to have your father or older brother, who is your guardian, take care of it for you?”

“If she were a normal child who couldn’t take care of her own things, we would have done the same. That is also normal.”

The Archmage made a complicated expression and stroked his beard.

“From the time Ariadne demonstrated the elixir herself, we decided to respect her decision.”

“Did she demonstrate it? How?”

“…She poured contaminated water on her hand and treated her with an elixir.”

“I beg your pardon?”

Rebecca opened her mouth wide. The hemp master continued with a bitter smile.

“Then she bet the elixir and offered us a deal. She will provide us with the elixir, so she asked us to protect her until she becomes an adult.”

“An 8-year-old offered that deal after doing that to her hands? Do you want me to believe that now?”

“Would I lie to you for something like this?”

The Archmage snorted, and added.

“I’m talking to you like this because she asked me to recommend someone to take care of distribution.”

“What, after all, you’re entrusting distribution to me, right?”

“All I do is recommend, and Aria makes the decision. You go and talk to her.”

“Oh, are you asking me to go to an interview with my 8-year-old nephew?”

“So, don’t you like it?”

“No, it’s so exciting! When and where else will you try this fun experience? Besides, the cost of distributing the elixir is a jackpot among jackpots. After all, connections are the best.”

Rebecca, who spoke cheerfully, recited the elixir distribution plan, the benefits to be gained from it, the image above, and other rosy futures, and even burst out laughing. The Archmage shook his head as he looked at his second daughter, who was excited about making money. She was his child, but really, who did she resemble?

After laughing at her, he murmured.

“Come to think of it, that girl really is like Gloria’s daughter.”

“What is it?”

“The determination and resoluteness with which she disowned her father and ran away as soon as she became an adult.”

“The way that little girl decided to escape from the clutches of her father, and threw it away, or poured contaminated water on her own hands and neatly demonstrated the efficacy of her elixir, she looks just like Gloria. Although our niece seems to have a stronger core than my brother.”

“…It certainly is.”

“Everything is good, but it shouldn’t be if the eyes of men are completely ruined. Yes?”

The Archmage’s expression darkened. Rebecca glanced at her father and put her pipe back in her mouth.

“You know? Father.”

“What?”

“Among my father’s children, I’m the one who didn’t listen to my father first.”

“Yes, you know very well.”

“Gloria knows that too. Is that why, well, before she left like that, I got a call from her.”

The Archmage’s eyes widened and he asked urgently.

“What, what contact? Huh? What did she contact you with?”

“It was not a long letter. The date and place were written, and I was told to keep it a secret because she didn’t want anyone to know that she wanted to meet me there.”

“So, have you met?”

“No, I haven’t met her. My cute younger sister caught the wind.”

“…!”

“I waited all day at the meeting place, but she didn’t show up. After that, I did some research and found out that my cute sister died in an accident that day.”

She was smiling and talking, but Rebecca’s eyes were cold. The Archmage’s voice rose.

“Oh, why are you saying that now!”

“It was suspicious, so I brushed it off, but I couldn’t get a speck of dust off it. No matter how much I searched, the only conclusion I could come to was that the reason she didn’t show up that day was because of an accident.”

The Archmage gritted it. Rebecca, lighting a cigar, continued her words.

“I heard that neither my father nor my brother found any evidence.”

“…right. I did a reinvestigation all winter, and I searched again when I came to the capital, but there was no evidence.”

“Then it must have been an accident.”

“Honestly, I don’t want to admit it because it’s too complicated.”

Rebecca nibbled on the pipe. After nearly breaking her hook on the pipe, she added quietly.

“I was wondering what she wanted to say and why she asked me to meet her the whole time, but after hearing about my father, I can guess.”

“She probably didn’t mean to talk about herself.”

“I guess so. Was she the kind of person who would put up with her husband when she was bullied? She would have gotten out and divorced right away. It’s obvious that if she did that, our father would welcome her and all of you would run and set fire to the Duke’s head.”

“Yes, it must have been. Even if she just told you, she would divorce him right away, so the Duke wouldn’t have even laid a hand on Gloria.”

“But the princess is different. Because she was born as the only heir of Eldeer. Gloria must have known that her father would not protect her daughter.”

“Still, don’t speak. If you had spoken to her…!”

“Gloria knew our father too well. Do you know how many times my father told me to take her away until she ran out? Honestly, how surprised I was when he said that Princess Eldeer was brought by my father.”

The face of the Archmage was miserably distorted. Rebecca sighed.

“No, well, it’s not just my father to blame. At that time, I also wondered if it would be better to just give up the child and stop getting married. I’ve heard a lot of rumors that he is a playboy worth the face of Duke Eldeer.”

“I even heard rumors that he secretly had concubines.”

“The rumors must have been true. Gloria must have known to some extent. The only one who doesn’t know is our simple and honest brother.”

“That’s why I told Gloria that he wouldn’t really love her like that.

“I knew it, but she was blinded by her first love. Besides, she should have that kid’s face a little smoother. He’s a face that makes you want to be fooled even when he lies.”

“As expected, she should have burned that face with fire as soon as she saw it.”

“I know, right? You must have been like that a while ago.”

Rebecca shrugged her shoulders and continued.

“After marrying the youngest, the Duke arranged all the other women as promised. It seemed like he managed to be relieved, even pathetically.”

Rebecca let out her wry smile and murmured as she licked her pipe.

“Anyway, after I told father, he wanted to give her blood to Eldeer and ask her to come back, so I guess she sent me a letter. To save her daughter…”

“…Yes, I guess. because of me…”

The Archmage hung his head helplessly. Rebecca smiled bitterly as she looked at the depressed old man.

“He didn’t want to talk about the letter because he thought he would be like this.”

“No, thank you for telling me.”

“Then, I must go back to my hometown after a long time to see my amazing nephew. Father, when are you leaving? I’ll go with you as I go.”

The Archmage suddenly frowned and let out a deep sigh.

“You go alone. I can’t go back for a while.”

“Why? I heard that your business in the capital is over.”

Rebecca tilted her head, biting on her pipe. The Archmage took a scroll from his bosom and handed it to her.

“It’s over in the capital. Now, if you’re going to Weaver, take this.”

“What is this?”

“Affidavit of Custody.”

“Ariadne’s custody papers.”

“I stole it from the Duke. Now, he will never say nonsense like kidnapping the princess again.”

“You did it. It wouldn’t have been easy to take custody away from her biological father…”

“He doesn’t deserve to be a father. If you have a head, you should shut up.”

“Did the Duke admit to torturing the princess?”

“It made me do it.”

The Archmage’s answer made Rebecca guess what her father had done.

“Even if something is pushed as evidence under the Kingdom’s law, if the Duke, her real father, denies it, the judgment will be difficult… You moved the king.”

“That’s it.”

“The king doesn’t move with his bare mouth. Did you catch him by the collar?”

“I decided to teach the royal mages for a while. One or two months won’t be enough to carve those stone heads, eh.”

The archmage muttered. Rebecca chuckled.

“That’s why you can’t go home. Anyway, Lord Eldeer, as rumored, he is really incompetent. He lost even in a fight that was advantageous to him.”

“So I did object to Gloria marrying a guy like that. He secretly knows how to make a concubine, and he can’t even run his family properly…”

The Archmage talked in anger. The Duke was so incompetent, and even so he couldn’t find any evidence that he killed his daughter. Even though the circumstances were so suspicious. 

Rebecca, who had the same thought, stiffened her face before she spoke softly.

“It must have been an accident.”

“If there is no evidence this far, it is an unfortunate accident.”

“…It must be like that. Brother said that too.”

“Yes.”

Even though Rebecca herself answered, she couldn’t let go of her doubts. If the Duke had used a method that had never existed before, called an elixir, she thought there would be no evidence.

‘Maybe we can find evidence only after the existence of the Elixir is widely known…’

Rebecca, who had thought that far, got goosebumps. Could that be one of the reasons Ariadne was trying to reveal the elixir recipe by donating it to the temple?

‘No way, a child under the age of 10 would plan, considering things like that…? I can at least suspect that the accident in which her mother died is suspicious.’

Shaking her head, she couldn’t shake the idea.