The Eldest Princess Walked the Way of Flowers

The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 15

The Eldest Princess Walking Down the Way of Flowers - Chapter 15

Translator: Yonnee

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Chapter 15's

Margaret pretended to believe Radis' words.

“By the way, the Cradium Merchant Guild caused great damage to our family. We have to make them pay!”

"What…? Damage?"

Radis was flabbergasted by his nonsense.

"Wait, what do you mean ruin and make them pay?"

“Ah, how exhausting!”

Margaret rushed out of Radis' door, shouting as she left.

Instead, there was a smile on his lips as he fled.

'I'll ask for a lot of entertainment money from Huber Cradium!'

It was a sudden idea, but it was a good plan.

It seemed true that Radis spent the night in the guild, so Huber Cradium would not be able to escape this.

As of now, it might only be considered a trivial romance, but Margaret would squeeze as much out of Huber Cradium as possible under this pretext.

Margaret needs the money.

The problems caused by the terrible eldest daughter disrupted David's recognition as a swordsmanship student at the academy, and it left a huge hole in the Tilrod family's finances.

It was not easy to guess how many bribes he had to spend just to prevent the spread of news about false confessions, or how Radis was taking the test for him.

Besides, he needs money for David's future.

Since he failed to enter the Imperial Sword Science Academy, which was relatively cheap, he had to enroll him in another academy.

However, one factor was required to enter the academy.

Talent or money.

Margaret believed that David could become a great knight if he wanted to.

Armano could not see the true value of David.

How could his jewel, the only scorching sun, not have any talent?!

That's not possible.

David just hasn't made up his mind yet.

And this is also because of Radis.

Considering how the ingenious vixen had snatched Armano's training time from David, Margaret was so underestimated that she wanted to hit his chest.

Margaret thought that David just needed a different environment.

He just needs to spend a little bit of money and enroll David in the academy, then he will start to get motivated.

If he could get the money from Huber Cradium…!

'Really, how could I be so smart!'

Margaret cheered inwardly and ran to her bedroom, instantly writing a letter to Huber Cradium.

But that night, an unexpected guest arrived at the residence of Tilrod.

...* * *...

“Marquis Russell? Why?"

“How do I know it?”

The content of the correspondence sent by Marquis Russell was simple.

There was something he needed to discuss with them in secret, so he would secretly visit the residence of Tilrod.

The letter was short, but had a significant impact.

Later that morning, Jade tries to sneak out of the mansion, but she is captured by Margaret. He forced her to clean her thick beard.

And the maids who were just about to end their workday had to hurry up and clean the entire residence once more.

Margaret took out her best dress and put it on, and she also threatened David and Yurhi, forcing them to put on their best clothes as well and wait on the first floor.

Jade almost looked frightened.

“Why did Marquis Russell come here? Did the message say anything else?”

“Jeez, frustrating guy! Do you think if it was mentioned in the letter, I would remain silent like this? ”

"If it's about David's false confession ..."

“S-Shut up!”

Margaret almost destroyed Jade's mouth.

He silenced her, pouting at her as if he was going to devour her.

“I don't think so, no. But if that's the case, you have to remember this. Blame it Radis for everything. Understand?"

“……”

Jade stumbled, her face very haggard, then she pulled the chair only to fall into it.

Margaret glared out the window, thinking how much she hated her husband.

Jade Mummings.

“How could the girl be wrong..?”.

"What did you just say?!"

“……”

Margaret's eyes glittered as she stared at the street in front of the mansion through the same window.

"I think it's because of Yurhi."

"What?"

“We went to the Third Prince's birthday party at the Marquis' estate yesterday, right? That's when he looks.”

"If he looks there, then what?"

“Isn't she pretty? Her green eyes were twinkling and her blond hair was similar to mine. She's a beautiful and healthy young woman who's really adorable.”

Under his breath, Jade muttered again.

“If you have something to say, talk! Or are you trying to make a fuss ?! ”

"…Here you go. You're right."

“By the way, someone saw Yurhi and asked Marquis Russell about her. Since he was the organizer of the banquet, the person asked to introduce Yurhi to him.”

Jade had only listened to Margaret half-heartedly until now, but she finally raised her head.

"Look at this, Yurhi is only thirteen years old!"

"And what's up with that?"

Margaret stared back at Jade with fierce eyes.

Those eyes were so frightening that Jade, a former knight when she was young, even curled up and slipped her tail between her legs.

“Even if there is such a proposal..I mean, he is too young.”.

“It's up to me to decide. Ah, he's here!”

Margaret hurriedly lowered the curtains and straightened her posture, styling her face into a noble expression.

Then, he grabbed the ear of one of the servants passing by and shouted into it.

"You! Go to Yurhi now and tell her to look perfect. Tell him not to do anything. Don't scratch his head. Don't pry his nose. Not even biting his lips. And don't bite his finger!”

Jade let out a short sigh when she saw the young maid rubbing her ears as she rushed away.

...* * *...

When Marquis Russell arrived at the gate of the Tilrod residence, the housekeepers who greeted him almost felt breathless.

In the region under the Silver River, there was no one who did not know the reputation of Marquis Russell.

Moreover, 'it' Yves Russell became increasingly famous when he managed to hold the title. Or perhaps famous rather than famous because anyone in the south must have heard the terrible rumors surrounding it at least once.

Whether the demon monster had robbed his soul, or whether he was cursed. Or, in fact, that he himself might be a monster.

However, aside from such terrifying rumors, the servants of the mansion instinctively had to lower their heads when Yves appeared.

There is a natural instinct in people to recognize someone who exudes the aura of a ruler.

Those who bow their heads to bow look at each other.

That's what a man Yves Russell is.

Once faced with her, Jade and Margaret, like the servants, could only think that they wanted to bow their heads.

But they were the owners of this mansion, so they had to resist this urge.

Jade and Margaret greeted the Marquis, feeling that their ages were shortened in the process.

"Your Majesty, Marquis, it's an honor to meet you."

“O-Our residence is not much, but please, come in.”

David was wearing his best suit, and Yurhi was wearing his most expensive dress. Even so, they did not dare to raise their heads, and they continued to look at the floor.

“Your Majesty, it is an honor to meet you! I am the eldest son of the Tilrod family, David Tilrod!”

"I'm-I'm Yuri."

Yves Russell did not even respond to their introduction. He just nodded small.

Then, he took off his gloves and handed them to a servant, then he walked slowly to the mansion.

In a daze, Jade and Margaret could only follow behind him, like servants, rather than guide him to their home.

Marquis Russell entered the living room just like that, as if he had been inside this house dozens of times, sitting on the best recliner in the room naturally.

After which, with her long legs stretched out, she looked at Jade and Margaret as if to have them sit down.

Tilrod's masters and hostess sat empty in small chairs one after another without feeling that this advance was strange.

“My reason is here.”

Marquis Russell spoke in lethargy.

Hearing his words, Jade and Margaret stared blatantly at the Marquis' lips, hooked, not wanting to miss a single thing.

“Is because all I need is here.”

Jade and Margaret looked at each other.

It was as if the answers were written on each other's faces.

What does the Marquis need?

It could not have happened at the court of Tilrod.

But the Marquis is here, so that's for sure.

Jade hurriedly spoke up.

"If you tell me what it is, then ..."

Margaret belatedly stabbed her husband on the side with an elbow.

While Jade groaned silently, she hurriedly added.

“B-Can you tell us what it is? Is there something the Marquis wants inside the mansion of Tilrod.?”

And he answered simply.

“Radis Tilrod.”

“……!”

Jade and Margaret's eyes widened.

When they made such a flabbergasted expression, the two whose faces were not similar, suddenly became similar.

Instead of Jade, who was so confused that she could not say anything, Margaret asked.

“Radis Tilrod... You mean the family's eldest daughter?”

"Are there two Radis Tilrod here?"

“No, of course not. But why do you need that child.?”.

Marquis Russell, who had been looking indifferently elsewhere, turned to Margaret.

Her eyes were covered by her curling bangs, but the moment their gazes met, the only thing she could feel was her cold demeanor.

Unknowingly, Margaret had lowered her head.

Marquis Russell looked at Margaret and spoke right then and there.

“I hope you don't make me repeat myself again. I need Radis Tilrod. So just tell me—will you give it to me or not?”