Rather Than The Son, I’ll Take The Father

Chapter 32

It was said that in ancient times, some magicians contracted spirits and were able to use special abilities other than magic.

However, 500 years ago, the population suddenly plummeted, making it a rare species that appeared only in legends.

“It is said they had existed since the time when the bell tower was built, but no one has actually seen them,” Aedis replied.

“Then why do you do that ritual?”

“It’s to comfort the Grand Duchess, who will have to live a lifetime in the barren North, in the form of a blessing from the spirits. And anyway, is it a ‘traditional’ consciousness?”

“Hmm.”

“There is no monument to the spirit, but it is said that if you go to the bell, you will feel strangely calm afterward.”

I reacted coldly. “But it’s a calmness I don’t need. Besides, I don’t have much trust. Would the spirit that doesn’t show itself really bless me? I’d be glad if you weren’t mean.”

Aedis tried to open his mouth and seemed to be trying to elaborate on his consciousness.

Suddenly, a good idea came up. “No, wait a minute. Don’t answer me.” I closed Aedis’ mouth and laughed. “I’ll ask the Lord for more information.”

It was a traditional ceremony of the historic Kalakiss family.

Regen wouldn’t even know very much.

No, it was okay if he didn’t know. At that time, we just have to ask Aedis to listen together. If he knew, Regen would explain it, and I just needed to concentrate hard and listen.

Anyway, if we were stuck together, we would naturally become close.

It was important to see his face often and talk often.

“Then I’ll go! Oh, can I bring Regen here later? If you’re uncomfortable, you can just show your face for a moment.”

Aedis asked with an expression of surprise, “Should I answer this question?”

I smiled with my eyes. “Of course, Aedis.”

“…..”

“What’s wrong?”

“Do whatever you like.”

Aedis turned his head, meaning he had nothing more to ask. It didn’t seem like he was seriously upset.

I took my lap blanket and went outside.

“Sarah, where is Regen now?”

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Sarah, who had received Regen’s schedule in advance from Mrs. Theresa, said straight away, “He usually goes to take a light walk after lunch, but he’ll be in his room today because he’s sick of the weather. Then, he’ll have a history class two hours later.

That much time was enough.

I rushed to Regen’s room.

“Milord, this is Maevia. Do you have a moment?”

When I knocked on the door and asked, I heard a rumbling sound inside the room, and the door slightly opened.

An eight-year-old boy with red eyes like ripe fruit stuck out his head.

His white and chubby cheeks soon turned red.

“Your Highness, the Grand Duchess?”

I could hear Sarah inhaling her breath from behind.

Regen was a little cute. He ate well, slept well, and played hard, so he was full of energy.

“Co-come in.”

After opening the door wide, Regen straightened the desk chair upright.

The noise I just heard must’ve been caused by the chair falling down.

(T/N: Poor kid, he must’ve been so shocked XD)

On the desk, thick history books were laid out as if proving that he was preparing for study.

However, I could see scribbles in fresh ink, signaling he was bored.

‘Yes, just sitting at a desk at that age is daunting.’

Even the capital aristocrats did not expect much from children under the age of ten.

It was fortunate enough if they weren’t mischievous and broke the family heirloom by mistake.

As a child, Charlie had a fight with her sister, and without knowing it, she tore up a painting the Marquis of Morgoz had bought for 100 million markas.

To be precise, she struck the frame with the painting on her sister’s head. Then her sister threw a 600 million markas bottle of wine.

I remember being surprised that Charlie, who had never been angry in front of Monica, had a bloody fight with her younger sister.

The Marquis of Morgoz, who blew 700 million marks in an instant, shed bloody tears and complained to his father.

Regen pulled the table chair back and looked at me with big eyes. “Sit here, Your Highness.”

Sarah was more moved than me by the action.

“Oh my…”

Sarah basically liked anyone who was good to me.

I liked cute and small things, such as small animals.

Regen was both of them, so I understood why Sarah was so thrilled as she closed her mouth.

The maid caring for Regen set the tea and put a simple dessert on the table.

After a sip of tea, I spoke up.

“Aren’t you surprised that I come by suddenly? In fact, I need the Lord’s help.”

“My help…?”

“Yes, your help. I don’t know that I have to go to the bell tower and perform a traditional ceremony.”

“I’m sure my father or older brother will know that better than me…”

“Maybe, but I think it will be very reassuring if the Lord says a word for me.”

I skipped the information that I had learned from Aedis in making this excuse.

Regen shut his mouth and was lost in thought.

I wondered if he would refuse, so my eyes shine as much as possible.

I didn’t forget to send telepathy in my mind.

‘I am on the side of the Lord. So, don’t run away from home, don’t be indifferent or injured, how about growing up just like you are now?’

It was said that a healthy body and mind are more valuable assets than anything else.

Regen rose up from the chair and I saw if my glance attack had worked.

He walked towards me, looking at the maids.

Soon the eight-year-old boy whispered to my ears as if telling a secret. “The spirit in the bell tower. There are rumors that the first Grand Duke sealed it.”

… It was nice to say it to my ear, but the volume of your voice is the same as usual.

However, neither I nor the maids pointed it out.

I narrowed my eyebrows and focused on the topic of conversation.

Anyway, it was more than enough to make me curious.

“Sealed?”

“Most of the spirits in nature are quiet, but only the spirits living in the north continue to harass people. So there is a story that the first Grand Duke sealed it in a stone statue and then dragged it to the bell tower. If they bless the Kallakis Family, the seal will be released after a thousand years.”

‘You’re so cute, and I want to look good to you, but why don’t you take your mouth off my ears or reduce the volume of your voice a little?’

My eardrum was starting to sting.

Pretending to correct my posture, I asked, pulling away a little bit. “But why is the Grand Duchess the one asking for a blessing?”

Regen, who couldn’t understand the signal, steadfastly looked for my ears and moved his lips.

And he cast the third eardrum terror attack.

“The nanny didn’t tell me that much…Well, but I heard the blood of the family!” Regen shouted as if it had suddenly come to mind.

‘Ahh! My ears!’

I had a spasm in my facial muscles, but I succeeded in creating something like a smile.

“Very…It was helpful. Would you like to sit down? I want to talk to the Lord face to face.”

“Oh, yes!”

As Regen returned to his seat, I quickly rubbed my ear.

Sarah said, “Somehow, it doesn’t seem like this will end today, so I’ll make a good remedy for the eardrum,” and the maid in charge of Regen couldn’t lift her head.

By the way, did the spirit recognize the blood of the Kallakis family?

A thousand years was a long time for spirits living in nature or things.

Was it not strange to say that it’s not a blessing but a curse. Why did Aedis say it was okay to make a wish?

Well, there was no need to think about it seriously.

Aedis is not the orthodox heir to the blood of the first Grand Duke of Kallakis, so why can’t he come?

If the spirits were cursed, wouldn’t they be weakened to some extent if they were divided in half?

Maybe Aedis’s ability would work with the spirits.

At this point, I should thank my husband. Regen added, “On a moon-shrouded night, he said he wished for the wellbeing of the Kallakis family and peace in the North, the first Grand Duke.

It was a very ambiguous wind together.

For now, there was no way to know clearly whether the family prospered and the northern part became peaceful because the spirits blessed it, or if it was just the achievement of the Kalakis family.

“Thank you for the explanation. I’m glad I asked the Lord.”

As he smiled, Regen’s face was colored red.

“I-I’m glad it helped.”

Regen bit the cookie in his mouth, perhaps embarrassed of me looking at him.

I averted my gaze.

It was an action taken to endure an awkward situation.

“…..”

“…..”

‘Oh no, we have to break this silence quickly.’