Who are you whistling in front of now?
“Shaula.”
“Yes?”
“I can’t whistle.”
That means you shouldn’t whistle either.
I power-harassed Shaula without feeling any remorse.
And Shaula accepted my power-harassment as a sudden confession and felt sorry for it.
“Your Grace, what can you do properly?”
“……So, don’t tease me, and let’s stop for a while.”
I finally solved it and explained it.
“Oh alright. You’re asking for sympathy, right?”
Only then did Shaula understand what I meant. In a way, that is good.
Why do I want to hire an interpreter so much when we speak the same language?
At that moment, Regen grabbed my hand tightly with his small hand.
I came to my senses and looked down at Regen.
“Go back to your room, Lord. Shuala, you too.”
Shaula did not spit back this time.
As soon as I returned to Regen’s room, I summoned the doctor.
Theresa and Sarah followed along.
But even though he had to go to the doctor, Regen stuck to my knee like a rice cake and tried not to fall off.
Besides, he mumbled a suspicious story that was hard to pass up.
“I had a very strange dream.”
I dismissed the flustered doctor after a while and listened to Regen.
“A strange dream?”
“I was in the sand. My brother, my neck……”
It sounded like an ant crawling into an ant burrow, so I couldn’t hear the following part very well.
“……Yes?”
Regen sighed.
“…… It’s a bad dream. It’s weird and it’s bad.”
I don’t know what the dream is, but I know that Regen doesn’t want to talk about it any more.
“It’s okay now, Lord. You woke up from the dream.”
“Yes……”
I grabbed Regen, lowered him from the chair, and raised my body.
“Then, Lord, will you wait for a while with Madam Theresa to get a medical examination? I’ll get back to you soon.”
If it were normal, Regen would have said that he would right away.
No, it wouldn’t have been possible to get on my lap.
Because the Regen I know hated being treated like a child.
But now Regen’s eyes were filled with tears, as if he had heard a terrifying ghost story.
“Your Grace? Where are you going?”
“…”
“Do not go. At that time, you were by my side even in the fog.”
In the end, Regen clung to my leg and began to sob.
“Lord……”
“I really thought it was Sir Paimon. But he says I look happy. He said that if I live like that without him, he will want to be mean because he hates it.”
“……”
I paused.
Who said that to Regen?
“Lord, did you think it was Paimon?”
“Ah, yes……”
“You must have heard it right before the fog formed?”
Regen wiped his tears and moved his head to signify that I was right. Then, he grabbed my wrist.
“Don’t go, Your Grace.”
That power was not normal. I couldn’t shake it off.
The examination is already underway.
I turned to Shaula, with Regen holding me by the wrist.
“Hey, Shaula.”
“Are you asking to call the Master? But if Your Grace doesn’t go, I won’t go either.”
Shaula’s gaze was fixed on my wrist that was caught in Regen’s grip.
She seemed to have noticed that I couldn’t get out on my own.
In the end, Madam Theresa, who couldn’t bear to see it, stood up.
“You mustn’t whine to Her Grace, Lord. What’s wrong with you today?”
It was a moment when Madam Theresa gently wrapped her arms around Regen’s shoulders.
“No, I don’t want!”
When Regen stubbornly refused, Regen’s magical powers, which I had been vigilant with, poured out onto Madam Theresa.
She was pushed behind by an intangible pressure.
“Kyaak!”
“Lord!”
……Fortunately, it ended with just being pushed away.
But Madam Theresa sat down in surprise, and Sarah’s eyes widened to the size of a lamp.
“Madam, are you okay?!”
Sarah and the doctor supported Madam Theresa.
I dissuaded Shaula.
“……Shaula, put down your sword.”
“Your Grace’s arm, that’s held by the Lord, is now purple?”
“But put it down.”
Shaula was annoyed and she lowered the sword.
Regen was only trembling.
“Sorry, I’m sorry. I-I did… something wrong……”
It was so pathetic to see the child trying to apologize somehow, and the fear in Madame Theresa’s eyes quickly faded.
“It’s okay, Lord. It’s a mistake, right?”
It seemed that Regen could not control himself. And like that, the fear in himself seemed to double in seconds.
“Lord, may I give you a hug?”
I took action only after Regen nodded.
Regen fell into my arms with tears and a runny nose.
“I’m sorry, huuuh, I’m sorry……”
Just before I lost the sensation on my wrist, someone came in with force, breaking the door. He snatched Regen from my arms and lifted him up.
“You should have used the key, Eve.”
“Father! Waaaaaahhh!”
With a runny nose, Regen clung to Aedis this time.
I relaxed, thinking I wouldn’t have to sacrifice any more of my tingling wrists.
“But it’s the Lord.”
“Right now, he’s in a more dangerous state than a wild beast.”
Aedis clicked his tongue.
While I caressed my bruised wrist, Aedis put a thin bracelet on Regen’s arm.
“Somehow, I wanted to make another one.”
I don’t know what that is, but it is clear that it only works to suppress magic.
As proof of that, Shaula relaxed her stiff shoulders.
Regen rubbed his nose against Aedis’s clothes.
“Ah, father, my brother strangled me. Is this a dream? I just died. Is it all a dream?”
……strangle?
……die?
“Yes, it’s a dream.”
One of Aedis’s hands, who had not been used to lift Regen, touched my purple wrist.
Oh, it got normal.
I glanced at Madam Theresa, who was barely holding herself together. Sarah didn’t show it, but she seemed quite shocked.
Of course, Regen wasn’t the only one I had to reassure.
“Aedis, could you put the Lord down for a moment?”
Aedis put Regen down on the floor without asking why.
Regen glanced back at Aedis with watery eyes. He seemed to have calmed down a bit, perhaps because of the bracelet he wore.
I squatted in front of Regen.
“Lord, you should apologize to Madam Theresa.”
Regen rushed to Madam Theresa.
“Nanny, I’m sorry.”
Now, Regen’s voice was no different than usual.
Madame Theresa, relieved, hugged Regen tightly.
“I was surprised. Next time, you can’t do that.”
“I will never do that! It’s not like I want to do that either……!”
“I know. I haven’t seen Lord in just a day or two, have I?”
As the nanny nudged Regen and eased her tension, I furrowed my brows.
What if Regen wounded Theresa instead of knocking her down? And what if it led to a major injury?
At least it couldn’t have ended in such a friendly way.
If that was the case, how Regen was viewed would have changed from a helpless child to be cared for, into a reckless child who could kill.
To the Madam and everyone in this room.
However, it wasn’t because Regen wanted it.
And……
-I really thought it was Sir Paimon. But he says I look happy. He said that if I live like that without him, he will want to be mean because he hates it.
He wants to be mean?
Suddenly, I felt a little cold.
I’m pretty sure the person who said that was Regen’s biological father.
I’m sure even if he mistook it for the ‘spirit’, Paimon.
Aedis said that Regen caught a spirit that was roaming nearby when he was running rampant, so there was a possibility that Regen, who doesn’t know as much about spirits as I do, mistook it for Paimon.
Eventually, Regen realized that it wasn’t Paimon.
Now, the culprit was so clear.
What remains is whether the real father had aimed for Regen’s rampage.
…… Looking at the ‘mean’ thing, it doesn’t seem that simple, does it?
Do I have to say thank you for giving me such an open hint, then?
“Eve, what are you thinking so hard about?”
“I can tell the personality just by looking at Gilbert. He’s like Gilbert but old…… Hmmm, yes?”
Aedis stared at me. It was evident that he was holding back his laughter.
“……No, well, just a little thought.”
“Hmm. A thought.”
“Will everyone go out for a second? I have something to talk about with Aedis.”
“Your Grace, this is the Lord’s room.”
“Shaula, you go first. Lord, are you okay?”
“Yes! I will never cause trouble again!”
After chasing, no, after I got them out, I started organizing with Aedis.
First, what is Regen’s magic power level now?
“For now, you can think of it as being similar to the magic tower master.”
Aedis replied calmly.
Second, can Regen’s abilities be controlled by himself?
“If it’s 10 years from now. It might be less if I intervene, but I have never taught anyone.”
Third, about the magic suppression bracelet that Aedis put on Regen’s arm.
“Is it something that the Lord can’t do on his own?”
“Not intentionally.”
First of all, it was a relief.
