The Eldest Princess Walked the Way of Flowers

The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 16

The Eldest Princess Walking Down the Way of Flowers - Chapter 16

Translator: Yonnee

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Chapter 16's

Jade wanted to ask what the Marquis meant by 'need'.

However, he did not have the courage to speak his mind.

His hands were trembling and his mouth was becoming dry.

He's dry.

If only he had a glass of brandy…!

Then, Margaret quickly became excited.

"Of course!"

His eyes glinted cunningly.

"But you didn't ask us to just hand it over, did you?"

Dazed, Jade looked at Margaret.

However, Margaret did not care how her husband looked at her.

At that moment, his mind drifted a mile per minute.

In fact, he had been thinking about what to do with Radis since David's admission to the academy had been cancelled.

Instead of helping the household, she just became a burden. The answer is to get rid of dead weights early.

And if the deadweight is a girl, then it is better to marry her and reap the benefits.

However, Radis was not as beautiful and cute as Yurhi. And instead of obeying, he was more vicious and cruel.

And they have to pay the dowry if he wants to get married. Really, instead of helping the family, there would be no profit left for them to reap.

It would be nice if they could find a rich yet friendly husband for her, but what if Radis would raise a hand against her like she did with Margaret?

Just imagine that he gave her a migraine. And Margaret also had to think about money matters.

It would be better if he was taken by Huber Cradium, but if it was Marquis Russell, then it was much better!

As Marquis Russell saw greed shining brightly in Margaret's eyes, his lips formed a smile.

“It's good that you talk about it first, I want to hear your terms. Of course, to fit the reputation of Russell Marquisate.”

And when she heard the words she wanted to hear, Margaret could barely control the material desires that glittered in her eyes.

Embarrassedly, she stood up and turned around, ignoring her husband's astonishment.

“But he's not a well-behaved kid. He's a kid who only causes trouble at home, so I don't know how he'll survive. Even if he causes problems, know that we will not be responsible for it.”

Marquis Russell laughed at this.

"You took your hand off her without asking me what I need it for."

A little embarrassed, Margaret hurriedly made excuses.

“I-it... How could a woman like me ask about the will of the generous Marquis Russell?”

“The two of you don't seem curious, but at least he should know.”

Marquis Russell got up from his seat.

"Where is he?"

...* * *...

Radis noticed the commotion that was happening in the mansion.

Unlike the past when he was completely isolated in a corner of the secluded mansion, there were several servants led by Irene who were now serving him properly.

However, both in the past and in the present, it was clear that such a commotion had nothing to do with him.

He did not even have the chance to meet them even if the guest had arrived.

So Radis had dinner alone, left the servants to do their work, and then she paced back and forth in her room, deep in thought.

'I don't know much about where. The official mana training method was passed down only to talented people, even within knights. But this shouldn't be possible. I've never heard of anyone who can transform demon energy from mana stone into ordinary mana.'

Radis leaned against the wall, his arms crossed.

'At a time like this, I could only ask Armano if he was beside me... Ah!'

Radis's eyes widened.

"A letter!"

It would be difficult to find her teacher again, but at least she could write a letter for him.

In his last life, he had written a letter of apology to Armano for causing him to lose his job.

But he never had a chance to read her reply.

'I have to write him a letter. It would be difficult to receive a reply back, but if I could get it through someone else…'

As Radis was searching for a piece of paper to write his letter, he suddenly sighed while leaning against the table with one hand.

He remembered what Margaret had said before.

Margaret was someone who lived her entire life trying to earn money one way or another.

So it's clear what he's going to do.

David's admission to the Imperial Academy failed, so he would try to use Radis against Huber to exploit the money from him so that he could use the funds to send David to another academy.

Of course, Huber would not be able to hand over the money so easily.

That's something Margaret doesn't know.

Radis made Huber fall unconscious by hitting the back of her neck and she snatched the mana stone from it. After she left that night, the two of them could pretend that none of that had happened, but Huber wouldn't have stayed silent if Margaret had started talking about reparation.

“Haa..”

As he leaned back to sigh, someone knocked on the door.

Hearing the knock on the door for the first time, Radis stared at the door with a question behind his eyes.

Not many people came to Radis' room. Usually it's just Margaret or a few servants, including Irene.

And none of them knocked.

Margaret thought Radis's room was like a closet, and more recently, so did the servants. Just a few days ago when they started tapping a little, but only with their fingertips as a polite sign of their presence.

On an unusual experience, Radis approached the door and opened it himself.

“……!”

Radis surprised.

A man dressed in all black stood in the narrow doorway.

Everything that covered his huge body was black in color.

A luxurious robe over his shoulders, a fitting luxury doublet, silk pants, and his boots.

The only part of his body that did not show the absence of this color was his face, but even that was covered by his long black hair.

What could only be seen under his curly bangs were his straight, angled nose, sharp jawline and dazzling red lips.

And as his lips moved, a low-pitched smooth voice came out like a luxurious complexion.

“Radi, right?”

It was only for a moment, but Radis wondered if he should attack this man.

Because the figure standing in this dark passageway looked like a demon monster.

Radis suddenly realized that he was grabbing onto his empty side, as if he was going to pull out a sword that he didn't even have.

Smiling at his own stupidity, he relaxed his hand to the side and opened his lips to speak.

“Who are you?”

“……!”

He could see the man's jaw cringing.

He slowly crossed his arms and replied.

“Didn't you talk too informally¹?”

"I'm just returning the favor."

“……!”

A slanted smile fell on the man's lips.

He stroked his chin and as if revealing his submission, he spoke.

"good. It'll be like this from now on, huh? That's not bad. I'll introduce myself then—I Yves Russell. Marquis Russell.”

Radis widened his eyes as he looked at the man.

'He's Marquis Russell?'

He can't believe it.

This black-clothed man was Marquis Russell, the ruler of the widest land in the south!

'I heard that she was young, but instead of being young, it was more like she had an immature atmosphere for her ...'

It wasn't that he didn't want to talk to her, it was just that she didn't want to be polite. But he was a Marquis.

“I—no, my name is Radis... Pak.”

While saying that, he suddenly realized that Jade and Margaret were some distance away in the dark passageway, watching over them.

Surprisingly they looked nervous.

Radis reluctantly added.

“...Radis Tilrod.”

“OK, Radis. Can I talk to you for a minute? ”

"Speaking?"

"If your room has a living room, we can talk there, but I don't think that's the case."

Marquis Russell took a quick glance at the small room, then returned to Radis without wasting much time looking around.

"Let's take a short walk in the park."

It seemed that he did not ask her to fight, so he did not need to think deeply to accept the invitation to speak. Radis nodded.

“Ya, Your Highness.”

He walked out of the room and closed the door behind him, where he heard Margaret muttering behind him, 'No changing clothes!' but Radis doesn't care.

The clothes he had were old clothes that did not look much better than the ones he was wearing now. And that awful pink 'dress' sponge.

Radis walked out the hallway and used to head to the back garden.

Unlike the garden in front of the mansion, which was decorated with all sorts of colorful flowers, the back garden was more of an empty land than anything else.

When they got there, Radis leaned against the fence and crossed his arms, staring at Marquis Russell.

"May I know what you want to talk about?"

Surprisingly the Marquis did not reply, just staring at Radis with his lips tightly closed.

After a while, Radis spoke again.

"... What's the matter, does Your Majesty really just want to take a walk?"

"What?"

"Then, do you want to go to the park in front?"

“No, it's okay. I want to talk, so this place is enough. But I want to ask, have we met before?”

"I'm sorry?"

Radis frowned as she looked at him.

Even if he looked at her again, this was the first time he had seen her.

The same thing happened in his previous life.

If he met someone who had a unique presence like him, he would definitely remember it.

"I don't think we have one, Your Majesty."

“Ya... It should be. It's just that you said something weird. No, it's okay.”

Marquis Russell shook his head and said this in a stern tone, as if throwing away those thoughts.

“Why do you think so?”

“...It doesn't make sense.”

"What?"

“This household. And you."

Radis frowned and frowned slightly at the Marquis.

He couldn't even guess what he wanted to say.

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t/s:

Korean is a very hierarchical language, so it cannot be expressed well in English, but Marquis Russell commented on Radis speaking informally as it is usually considered impolite to do so when meeting someone for the first time. Since the Marquis was tall, it was natural for him to speak like that, which was why he was shocked when Radis said he only returned the favor — technically he was not allowed.