The Eldest Princess Walked the Way of Flowers
The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 24
...The Eldest Princess Walking Down the Way of Flowers - Chapter 24...
...Translator: Yonnee's...
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Chapter 24's
At the Marquis' estate, he could sleep on a thick mattress with two layers of blankets.
Her blanket was only filled with soft duck feathers, so she felt like she was sleeping on a cloud.
There was no pain from his bones pressing against the board hard, and he was not like a piece of ham with his hands and feet tied while sleeping on a hammock. When he woke up inside the blanket, it did not become a frozen blanket that made the sound of something breaking.
Awakened by the gentle sunlight flowing through the soft chiffon curtains, the lavender-smelling feathers made her feel like she was embracing the light on the bed. He could not believe he could roll around like this in the morning…!
Radi.
“Even if I finally leave the Marquisate, I will live—of course! I need to buy wool mattress and fur blanket..!”.
Radis opened the curtain and opened the window.
Wetted with dew and shining under the silver sheen, the garden was so beautiful that the exclamation came out naturally.
He stood in the window frame and enjoyed the cool, fragrant morning air.
And the luxury does not end there.
"Mrs Radis, are you awake?"
He didn't know how, but when Radis woke up, the Marquisate's servants instantly found out and brought him some water to use to wash his face.
After washing her face with the warm, floral-scented water, she noticed that there was breakfast waiting for her.
Dining at the Marquisate.
Taking this into account, Radis somehow wanted to survive at least two years here.
Brendon, the Marquisate's chef, in Radis' humble opinion, was a genius.
When Radis suffers from the flu, Brandon makes a dish for him that makes him feel as if he can get out of his bed even if he is dying.
Lemon napkins that go straight down the throat, caramelized pudding that melts at the tip of the tongue, apple pie baked with a lot of cinnamon.
When Brendon, who has a nice mustache, gives a little caramel syrup with spices on top of the pudding while saying it's good for the flume, Radis heard the sound of bell-like angels coming from above the chef's head.
Today too, Brendon showed his genius on a plate.
The light sandwich was full of salted ham and crispy vegetables, and next to it was a bowl of sweet chestnut soup.
Of course, both of them were so delicious that he could cry.
These days, as he was looking forward to breakfast, his eyes would open at dawn.
After satisfied eating, Radis poured a cup of tea brewed with high-quality leaves, and inside the teacup was a slice of lemon.
A sweet taste spread within his mouth as he took a sip, and his warmth also spread within him.
“Haa..”
Almost shuddering, Radis's shoulders trembled in happiness.
In the past, he had no idea how much satisfaction food, clothing, and shelter could provide for one's life.
The feeling of happiness is too great that it is hard to believe that this luck came by chance.
"If it's not a vacation, I don't know what it is."
The bed is like a cloud and the room is bright.
And also the delicious food brought by the pretty waitress that made Radis wonder if they really were angels.
She felt sorry for herself as she recalled how the hot-tempered Irene would bring her food earlier.
The most important thing was that no Margaret, who often came to him and committed verbal and physical abuse, no David, would throw sarcastic comments and quarrels every time their eyes met, no Yurhi, who would turn her face away to turn away and ignore Radi.
And no Jade, who seems to have done nothing wrong, but is actually the cause of all the family problems.
“Now I am out of the Tilrod household, it feels like I am alive when it is like this.”
Others suffer after leaving home, and they will feel homesick because they miss their families. However, for Radis, he felt nauseous and tired just by saying the word 'Tilrod' with his own lips.
He shook his head to dispel thoughts about the Tilrod family.
Then, he opened the letter he received from his teacher Armano, which was brought by a servant.
[My most beautiful and cute student Radis,
My heart is filled with joy and sorrow to hear that you are now in the Russell Marquisate.
My joy comes from a belief in my belief that you will be better anywhere compared to the Tilrod family, but my sadness comes from my own helplessness. I don't want to leave without being able to help you. ]
Radis smiled as it was almost like hearing his teacher's voice.
Master Armano sounds more like a poet than a knight.
[I want to teach you more about swordsmanship, but it will be difficult for you to learn through letters.
But it was a meaningful challenge for me, because I was very interested in expressing everything through a lot of words.
First of all, you must tap into your vitality and the essence of your strong will to feel the flow of your Mana.
Stirring it is the first step.
Usually through the hands.
To explain this, I may have to write about it from sunset until the rising star reaches the top of the sky.
Don't you like this expression? It's more poetic than just saying 'all night'.
Anyway, your hand, and the next is through your weapon. However, as I tried to explain this in writing, I felt the limitations of my vocabulary.
A cold sense of hopelessness and helplessness surrounded me which made me put down my pen.
If you reach this level, you will be able to obtain the Magician Knight Seal.
But you already know that's not the knight's goal, right?
This level is just something you have to pass, because the path of a knight constantly leads to devotion that will quell his own anger to tread the path of honor. You have to remember this. ]
Radis read the lines of Armano's letter with a smile on his face.
When he knew nothing, it was he who opened his eyes and expanded his horizons, and this was only by listening to Armano so that he could understand well.
Radis continued to read his letter.
[There are various training methods to purify and enrich Yang¹ although I think it is too early for you to know.
But my cute disciple, in order to satisfy your curiosity that shines like the brightest star in the night sky, I will tell you that the basis of training your mana is to deal with it carefully.
The fact that I cannot express all this in writing also gives me a sweet sense of defeat. ]
Ooong, oooong.
At Radis' right index finger tip, a spoonful of red mana like flames fluttered, making a surging sound. And at this time, Radis wrote in a letter, 'It is more than enough, teacher.'
[And the relationship between which stone is from a demonic beast and which pure one you ask.
I didn't know you had a weird side.
You're hilarious. ]
“So Teacher doesn't know.”
The letter fluttered in Radis' hands, and he flipped the paper over.
[I want to go south so I can meet you once again, however, there was something urgent that I had to do first because it had been a long time since the deadline I promised my boss had passed.
But my cutest, most beautiful, most adorable student, I'm ready to help you anytime, whenever you need me.
If you need my help, send me a letter at any time.
Don't be too patient for the day we meet again. ]
Radis folded Armano's letter carefully.
"Hmmm…"
Then, he picked up a teaspoon that was on the table.
Whooshing sound. Conjured flame wraps the teaspoon.
He directed his focus to his fingertips.
He already knew how to use mana.
In his previous life, he had made a mana core and learned how to use mana through practice.
It has no shape or form, but depending on how you handle it, it becomes a more threatening weapon than others.
Back then, mana, to him, was a razor sharp sword.
It was a weapon he used against everything that came at him.
He used his mana endlessly and sharpened it well enough to be sharper than anything.
“Mm.”
Radis lowered his chin as fire-like mana wrapped around the entire teaspoon, looking as if the two substances were fused together.
He was not satisfied with it, but with this teaspoon, he could reach the middle of the monster forest.
“First, I think the amount of mana I have is quite large. Not where it was lacking that night, but my body couldn't keep up.”
Radis gathered his mana.
Then the teaspoon, which could not withstand the pressure of mana, broke! split in two vertically.
“Ak!”
Lifting the teaspoon that split in half vertically, Radis was shocked as he felt sweat dripping down.
He was only using what he had magic at, but he didn't think this would actually happen.
“It can be expensive... No, it should not, right?”
Radis had no choice but to push him under the carpet.
"I'll throw it away later when I leave."
Radis raised the teacup and drank the rest of his tea, glancing at the clock.
The time of his meeting with Marquis Russell was getting closer.
His expression became a little darker.
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“Radi..!”
Yves Russell's neck flushed red and his breathing snorted.
“Why are you stubborn? Don't you know how important this is? ”
Hearing Yves words, Radis blushed and avoided his gaze.
“Yes, I don't know. I don't know why His Majesty is so fixated on this. Does it really matter?”
No one saw it, but Yves Russell's forehead creased, but it came back smooth.
“Just hold this once.”
“...You said it last time, but this is already the second time.”
Yves Russell's body shuddered at Radis' whimpering.
Eventually, as he became very impatient, he decided to unbutton his shirt first.
With a domineering tone disguised with politeness, he whispered softly.
“Radis, shouldn't you pay for your food?”
——
That generally translates as positive, bright or masculine energy compared to yin, which is negative, dark or feminine energy. It's just a loose translation, and I don't think any of these words really summarize what it means in the context that Armano has put forward, so I leave it as it is in my translation.
I know the novel is set in the west, but the source material is still, Asia, and 'which' is a concept that I don't think can be summarized by a single English word. I hope you don't mind.
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