The Eldest Princess Walked the Way of Flowers

The Eldest Princess Walked the Way of Flowers
The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 19



The Eldest Princess Walking Down the Way of Flowers - Chapter 19


Translator: Yonnee


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Chapter 19's


"I don't know. I said I don't know!”


The Cradium Guild.


In front of the empty mana stone storage room, Huber was tied to a chair, screaming.


The person wearing the black hood spoke.


"I don't think you really know."


After hearing this, Huber replied pitifully.


“How many times do I have to say it? I don't know! That day at Marquis Russell's banquet, I had no idea what kind of accident I had, but my head was bumped! So I lost all my memories of that day!”


Huber cried and begged.


“Not only my head, even my shoulder was injured. I must have been tortured so hard!”


The hooded man replied in a cold voice.


“I think your head hit so hard and your shoulder broke to the point that you revealed its location.”


"No! That can't be true!”


"After all, can you return all the stones that have been stolen?"


“I-That..”


Then, sitting across from Huber, someone wearing a white mask spoke.


"Huber Cradium."


“Y-Yes..!”


“You've done really well so far. On our behalf, you help flow which stones in this area. ”


"That's right, that much I—!"


“And you also secretly stole which stone among them.”


“……!”


The masked man breathed deeply.


“Do you think we are stupid? I'm hoping you'll just do as you're told, but aren't you caught like this with a Tail being stepped on for being too long? Remember this well. If you cough something up after your shoulder breaks, will you say something again if the other one breaks?


Hearing his words, the hooded man approached Huber.


And his mouth was gagged.


Amidst the horrifying screams and groans, the white masked man stood up.


With an unusual twist, he rummaged through the letters on Huber's desk, one by one.


There was a letter stuck in his hand.


“Family Tilrod..”


It was Margaret's letter to Huber.


The masked person slowly tore the envelope with the letter opener and read the contents.


"'My daughter spent the night in the Cradium Guild... I think the rumors about it will get in the way of his future... So I want you to compensate our family for that'?"


The white masked person turned to the black hooded person.


The hooded person looked up as if looking back at that day.


“If it is the family of Tilrod. It is fitting to hear such bad requests from them.”


"So so. Still, it was a family that produced heroic knights who once contributed to the founding of the country. But they become poor.”


“Daughter of such a family.. As far as I know, she is only about ten years old.”.


Shaking his head, the hooded man looked at Huber with a look of disdain.


However, Huber only drooled in pain while biting her mouth.


The hooded man slammed the back of Huber's bandaged head.


"This bastard really deserves to die!"


“Keeeugh!”


The white masked man approached Huber, whose eyes became red from pain, and released gg.


"What do you think? Does it move your memory? ”


“I—I really don't know. I don't remember anything!”


Huber cried and begged like a child.


The masked man looked at Huber with cold eyes, taking something from her arm.


And the hooded man's eyes widened.


“It...!”


What the masked man took was black beads.


Then, the masked man spoke.


"You've worked so hard, but it's a shame."


Then the bead was thrown at Huber's feet.


The bead broke with a crumbling sound, emitting a black ink-like substance.


"What's? What's this?!"


Still tied to the chair, Huber thrashed and thrashed.


However, the black substance now resembled a flame, flapping its tongue as it swallowed Huber.


“Ak, aaaak!”


Huber saw her feet rapidly burning and blushing, after which it turned to ashes like charred firewood.


And that black flame grew in an instant and attacked him.


“Darkness is true tranquility and peace. Everything that stands in our way will fall victim to the darkness, buried in secrecy.”


The white masked person and the black hooded person said these words simultaneously. Then, they disappeared from the Cradium Guild.


The white masked man spoke.


“The person who steps on the tail of Huber Cradium must be Marquis Russell or the Third Prince.”


“Then I'm glad he doesn't know much.”


“I'd be happy if only which stone was taken. But if not..”


The white masked person fell silent, thinking deeply.


“We have to observe the situation for now. None of them can be approached carelessly. ”


Then, a hand was raised.


There, Margaret's letter can be seen.


“Family Tilrod..”


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7. The Marquisate of Russell


“Haa..”


On the carriage towards the Marquisate of Russell, Radis let out a heavy sigh.


“It's over now. Even if I do not want to return to the Tilrod household, I can no longer.”


He calmly severed all ties and turned around as if he had built a dam, and he knew that he would not be able to return.


'And Marquis Russell ... You're not gonna cancel the contract, are you?


It felt like there were goosebumps rising on his nape.


There was a reason why he felt anxious.


Radis knew that Marquis Russell's decision was based on a total misunderstanding.


First of all, it was a huge mistake to think that Olivier Arpend, the Third Imperial Prince, liked Radis.


If Radis really was just a normal sixteen-year-old girl, she would have seen the world around her with rose-colored glasses, and she would probably have accepted Marquis Russell's assumption as the truth.


However, since his soul had experienced countless twists and turns in the cold reality he had experienced, he believed otherwise.


That doesn't make any sense.


Considering that Marquis Russell had a long black bang on his face like a curtain, he clearly saw it wrong.


'If I rely on this contract, or whatever it is, I might get stabbed in the back.'


Didn't his own flesh and blood leave him because they were blinded by money?


So how could Radis possibly trust anyone else?


As he looked at the blurred outside scene as the carriage drove by, Radis muttered.


“Marquis Russell will arrange a meeting for me and Prince Olivier one day, but until he finds out that he is wrong, I will be able to stay in the Marquisate. In the meantime, I have to find a way to live.”


While deep in thought, the carriage passed through the main gate of the Marquisate and stopped in front of the mansion. Only then did he realize that he had arrived.


Radis got off the train, and there, a man with a very large body like a buffalo greeted him.


"Welcome to the Marquisate of Russell, Miss Radis."


His body was as big as a mountain, but his voice was soft.


“My name is Allen, and I serve Marquis Russell as butler. If there is anything you need, please do not hesitate to let me know. ”


Perplexed by Allen's appearance as he looked more like a guard knight commander than a butler, Radis barely regained his senses from his daydream.


'I have to stay here for a while, so I shouldn't look weird!'


Radis lowered his head to greet him, trying to look as polite as possible.


"Thank you for accepting me."


Allen looked at Radis with a smile.


Radis' suitcase seems like that's all he's carrying right now.


He was also modestly dressed, as if he had come for a short trip of a day or two.


Allen motioned behind him.


Then the servants, who were waiting to pick up his luggage, bowed and greeted him.


"Please follow me. Oh, let me hold your bag for you. ”


Hearing Allen's words, Radis waved his hand in surprise.


"I'm doing fine. This is my bag.”


Radis had never been welcomed or treated like this in both of his lives, so he was quite confused by Allen's kindness.


And in turn, Allen was also surprised by Radis' refusal, but like an experienced butler, he responded well.


“If Miss is more comfortable with that, then that is also okay. Please pass here.”


Radis attended Prince Olivier's birthday party not long ago in this mansion.


However, since the banquet was held in the pavilion, this was the first time he had entered the main house of land belonging to Marquis Russell.


The attachment was already so beautiful that he gaped, but the main building was like a completely different world.


There was a soft carpet lining the hallway, and it was a shame to step on it with dirty shoes.


There were no decorations along the passageway that revealed the taste of the owner, but everything he saw was grand and luxurious. The columns show excellent craftsmanship, and the walls are coated in silk wallpaper. Even the curtains were embroidered with golden threads.


Radis followed Allen as he guided him, trying not to look around too much. He lifted his dirty old bag up high to cover himself, as if it was a shield to protect him.


Arriving in front of a door, Allen politely opened it for her.


“This is the room that Miss Radis will be using. Please use it comfortably and consider it your own home. ”


A home?


Radis doubted his eyes.


Outside of Allen, there was a large living room through that door.


Overall, it was a room that had a bright atmosphere decorated with mint color tones.


In the center, there was a marble table so large that even if Jade, Margaret, David, and Yurhi were here to sit around it, there was still plenty of room left. The walls are lined with antique paintings, while on each side there are cabinets and decorative vases.


The room was full of warmth and a refreshing aroma, as if someone had lit a fireplace with fragrant firewood.