The Eldest Princess Walked the Way of Flowers

The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 13

The Eldest Princess Walking Down the Way of Flowers - Chapter 13

Translator: Yonnee

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Chapter 13

“OA..”

These are the initials embroidered on the handkerchief. It was the thing that proved to Radis that the events that happened were not illusions.

Had it not been for this handkerchief, Radis would have thought it was just a fever dream, perhaps after he had fainted from having his head bumped while tripping.

Meeting him was something he did not believe in.

'Like angels.'

As she stroked the initials with her fingertips, Radis carefully folded the handkerchief and held it tightly.

'If we meet again someday.'

Then, she went to the ladies' room and arranged her clothes, tried to repair her broken high heels, then prepared herself before she returned to the banquet hall, preparing for the scolding she would definitely get.

'Even so, if you have the courage for it, you will go through it all no matter how difficult it is.'

A good voice gave him courage.

As he returned to the banquet hall, he looked around to look around his surroundings and found a familiar emblem.

It was a shield carved with pigeons, the emblem of the Rosilde family.

Radis approached the middle-aged man wearing clothes that bore the family emblem.

Realizing that he had approached her, the man greeted her with a gentle smile.

"Good night. You…?"

"Good night. My name is Radis.”

And must force themselves, he added.

“From family Tilrod.”

“Ahh, Miss Radis. I'm Felice Rosilde.”

"It's an honor to meet you, Sir Felice."

Radis, who was unfamiliar with how the conversation took place in high society, headed straight for the topic after a moment of hesitation.

“I know a lot about the reputation of the conquering forces of the Rosilde family. I heard it was one of the shields that protected the Empire from the monster forest.”

Felice smiled and shook her head humbly.

"I'm just doing my job."

“No, you're really a great guy. By the way, are you recruiting a new army?”

Felice looked at Radis with a slightly awkward smile.

His eyes looked like they were watching him.

Seeing his gaze, Radis realized that he had made a mistake.

In this place, he spoke to her while wearing these clothes.

If I were to at least meet him in proper attire while holding a sword, instead of this pink lacy monster…!

Then, Felice opened her lips.

“To be honest.. This is not a recruitment period.”.

Radis, whose cheeks were reddened, lowered her head.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry for making a mistake ..."

"But I can't refuse such an awesome woman's request."

"I'm sorry? You said..”

“You mentioned that you are from the Tilrod family, right? I'll send someone later. ”

“Thank you very much, Mr Felice!”

“You don't need to be grateful. In fact, no matter how many people there are, we don't have enough conquerors. ”

Radis was so happy that he wanted to jump around.

The Imperial conqueror army where he had been a part of his previous life was impoverished.

The Empire's support was no less than a rat's tail, and most of the necessary supplies were provided only after they begged the nobles' support in the nearby area.

Although the difference was that the squad members were allowed to pick up whichever stone they wanted.

On the other hand, when he entered the conqueror squad belonging to the noble family, which stone they obtained was automatically handed over to the noble family. Even so, the members of the squad were treated better there than in the Empire's conqueror squads.

Except for the regular conquests, they were given a vacation, and they could also get a routine purification ceremony at the temple.

And the best thing was that he could leave the Tilrod family this way.

'Rosilde's household was famous for treating their soldiers well during the conquest. If I can get into their army…!'

Just as Radis was about to turn around, she felt her heart filled with hope.

But then passing through his path, a gray shadow was cast.

"Find You."

It was Huber.

He looked furious as he looked alternately between him and Felice Rosilde, his fists clenched and clenched.

"What's wrong with this bastard?" Huber.

Radis.

"What's? That bastard?" ask Radis

"Is this bastard bothering you, Miss Radis?"

“It looks like you misunderstood something. I spoke to Sir Felice.”

Radis said this straightforwardly.

"And it's none of your business who I'm talking to."

His words seemed to upset Huber.

Huber stopped clenching and clenched her fists and instead held her back. He approached Radis step by step.

He looked very angry, and as he spoke, his voice was so low that it was boiling.

"I try to treat you well, but you keep trying to test me."

Radis looked at Huber, but she continued to talk.

“Your mother left you for me. Do you think you have a choice? You are mine today. How dare you make me angry.”

Huber grabbed Radis' arm.

He continued to act more rudely, and their surroundings buzzed as others noticed the commotion.

He could have rejected Huber here, but he didn't want to make a fuss, so Radis quietly followed him.

When they reached the deserted passageway, Huber turned to him and shouted.

"I'll fix your bad habits today!"

But as he turned around, Radis aimed at the back of his head—at the vital point—and landed a punch.

——

4. Mana Stone (Mana Stone)

“Kegh!”

Huber, who was struck right, fell down with a short shout.

“...D-Is your skull cracked?”

Radis looked around while Huber fainted.

Fortunately, his head seemed to be intact, but it could not be said that he was in a pure state.

He hit the back of his head, but he saw blood flowing out of his nose.

“Did your nose touch the floor? Ah, I should have hit the back of your neck and knocked you unconscious.”

He regretted it too late, but the water had already spilled.

If a nosebleed blocks the airways, he could just die.

Radis picked up Huber because she couldn't let him die, even though he was a shameless man.

As she stood with Huber's arm over her shoulder, she heard an ominous crack in her shoulder joint, but no matter what.

Even if he was thin, Huber's body was still bigger than hers, so he couldn't carry it easily.

Fortunately, there were several unused rooms along the dark hallway.

He entered one that had a lighted scented candle, its distinctive aroma, and with the bed covered with luxurious sheets.

Radis dragged Huber into the room and threw her on the bed.

“Huu!”

Huber was quite heavy, so Radis had to sit on the edge of the bed, trying to catch his breath.

He wiped the sweat on his forehead with a soft silk blanket.

Then, he turned his gaze and looked at Huber.

And he gasped once again.

He throws her roughly on the bed, but when he sees Huber strangely buried between pillows with her neck bent at an angle ...

Looks like he's dead.

Frustrated, Radis gripped Huber's collar and laid her down properly. He also wiped the nosebleeds that flowed into the silk sheets.

As he did this, he saw Huber's face slightly swollen, but at least she didn't look dead anymore.

As he wiped his collar, a familiar object entered Radis's view.

There was a blue gem the size of a grain of wheat, glowing faintly as it hung loosely around Huber's neck.

'Which stone ...'

Radis stared at the jewel.

This gem contains powers that are beyond the logic of nature.

In his previous life, Radis had to go through many things just to get one of them.

He fought against the terrifying demon monsters, dug up their remains with his sword, then found the gems within the dark flesh.

He washed it clean and brought it all back to the family of Tilrod.

Radis faintly touched the cold surface of the blue gem.

And at that time—

“……!”

The blue energy that flowed within the mana stone disappeared.

Radis almost shouted.

He hurriedly took out the jewel.

The rock where Huber had lost its light, quickly turned gray. It soon hardens like a rock.

Then he shriveled to dust and disappeared.

"What?"

Radis looked at his hand.

It's same.

Nothing seems to change.

“No, not my hand..”

Radis slowly calmed himself down and placed his hand on his thigh.

He straightened his posture.

And he focused on what was inside him.

This feeling.

"…What? Wh why? How can this happen?”

Radis could not believe it.

He can't even be sure.

Too vague for him to be sure.

“I have to check. Which stone... I need which stone again..”.

But he doesn't have. The same thing happened to the Tilrod family. Radis' gaze returned to Huber, who was still unconscious.

...* * *...

Radis asked a passing servant to find Huber's cart and coachman.

Perhaps this often happens because the coachman did not suspect Radis when he said that he was drunk and passed out.

And Radis pretended to support Huber, saying nothing more as she boarded the train with the man.

The loyal coachman took Radis to the Cradium Merchant Guild.

The guild was quite prosperous, and Radis suddenly recalled a memory from his previous life that he had almost forgotten about.

At the time when Huber tricked Jade and Margaret, Radis warned them because she could sense that Huber was lying.

It was a rare occurrence that Margaret and Jade were on the same side, but back then, they had gangbanged Radis.

'You're naive, but geez, you must have a lot of doubts. Mr. Cradium knows a lot about which stones— nobody around here knows more than him about which stone distribution. Why do you suspect him?'

Jade spoke up as well.

'Your mom's right. Huber showed us which stone storage was hidden behind a bookcase in her room. That was amazing. Who else can we trust if not that person?'

At this moment, Radis looked around Huber's bedroom.

There was only one bookshelf there, so he had no reason to search any further.

As he scanned the titles, they were all poems and noble books on philosophy, and he had to wonder if Huber had ever tried to read them before.

Of all the books, almost everything is new, except for one that is already rather obsolete.

Radis took that one out.

Drrr.

With a heavy sound, the bookshelf moved.

As he had expected, there was a secret room behind the bookshelf.

And it's full of mana stones.

Red, blue, purple, yellow, green…

The smallest ones are as small as wheat seeds, but some others are as big as nails.

The little gems that were emitting their own light were there, as if they were asleep.

“Why are there so many?”