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“I’ve never seen such a large piece of candy either.”
What Azelta had said with a smile didn’t seem to be a lie. I nodded.
“Me too! Candy…”
I almost said that I thought the candy was as big as a shield out loud.
I was reminded of it once again. Reminded of the fact that Nassia de Lebouire was a child who had never seen a shield, nor a piece of candy before, let alone a piece of candy as big as a shield.
“It was huge! It was about thi~s big!”
I spread my arms out to form a big circle.
“So it was. You’ll be able to eat a lot of delicious food in the future.”
Azelta smiled and tucked the soft blanket just below my neck to cover it.
The blanket became stuffy to the point where I started to feel hot, so I removed my hand from inside the white blanket for a bit.
My small hand peeked out from beneath the white blanket. I grabbed the ends of the blanket and looked up at Azelta.
“So, you have to rest until then. Otherwise, you won’t be able to eat the delicious food. The doctor also said that I could give you lots of tasty things if you get enough rest.”
Lots! Azelta mimed a large circle with her hands while she emphasised that word. Just like I had before.
As expected, Azelta was also someone who knew how to deal with children. I nodded.
“I’ll make sure to rest.”
Of course, although that didn’t mean I was giving up on making my hideout… Still, it seemed like I had no choice but to hunt for a gourmet meal in a life where I could only eat porridge.
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The secret to living a long life is to listen to the doctor.
It was one of the sayings I remembered from my previous life as a pushover.
It was also something I had forgotten since I never had the opportunity to see a doctor properly ever since I was reborn as Nassia.
“It’s definitely better.”
I thought as I shook my blanket.
After eating and sleeping for several days in bed, I felt a noticeable improvement in my body.
Especially from my blurry vision.
I thought my vision was blurry because of the fog, but the only reason I wasn’t able to see properly was because of my fatigue.
“You don’t have to worry too much. Just make sure you eat and rest properly. Sometimes, I can’t see very well either.”
Delphiro repeatedly stressed that it was fine. In short, he said that my body was just overworked, and that I’d get better soon with proper rest.
However, seeing his haggard complexion while saying that, it felt as if Delphiro was the one who was truly overworked.
Excuse me, could I perhaps now see in front of me?
As my vision became clearer, I started to see things I couldn’t see before.
For example, the back profile of the knight who was guarding the hallway just before my room.
To be more precise, it wasn’t his back profile, but rather just the hem of his clothes.
“Yes, Young Miss?”
I pointed to the hem, no, the knight who had remained stationary in the same spot, like a stone statue, for several days.
“Who is that person?”
Although he was a knight who was protecting the mansion, what I wanted to ask him was something other than that.
What sort of person stood there without eating or sleeping for so long?
At first, I thought they were rotating who stood guard since I couldn’t see their faces.
However, even if you kept looking, they wouldn’t change. If it were another person alternating with them, there would’ve been a slight difference, but no such thing happened.
It was already the third day.
“Ah, that’s Sir Rottier.”
Azelta looked in the direction I was pointing in and said.
“Is he just going to keep standing there?”
“Yes. Since he was ordered to stand guard over there.”
Then, she suddenly beckoned to a maid who was passing by.
“Marie, go and call over Sir Rottier for a bit.”
Ack, that doesn’t mean I want to meet you though!
However, Marie quickly approached Sir Rottier.
Finally, the hem of his clothes, which had not moved for several days, moved.
A young man with silver hair and scarlet eyes turned towards me.
He seemed to be sticking his head out from behind the wall.
As soon as I made eye contact with those scarlet eyes for a moment, I felt a strangely familiar feeling.
What is it?
However, when our eyes met, the knight bowed, then disappeared back behind the wall.
Then, I slowly approached my room with Marie’s guidance.
It was a knight who was wearing a uniform underneath a breastplate and shoulder armor, both of which looked extremely heavy at first glance.
Although his shoes also seemed to be made out of some sort of heavy iron, he was still able to walk toward me without making a single noise.
How is he walking like that?
Azelta laughed at my astonishment.
“Isn’t he a dashing knight?”
I wasn’t admiring how cool he was, but he was handsome. I nodded my head.
As he continued to draw closer without a sound, I once again had a slight impression of that strangely familiar feeling.
Then I finally realised what it was when his eyes met mine again. I opened my mouth involuntarily.
I had said that because those scarlet eyes of his were gleaming slightly.
Others may have simply thought that it was only brighter due to the reflection of the light, but as a mage, I recognised it immediately.
Those are magic eyes, aren’t they?
Instead of instilling mana into the eyes to procure abnormally good eyesight, they were eyes which lost their vision for a short while once the person was tired.
There seemed to be a rather large amount of monsters in this area, seeing as there was a Magic Eye here, in the mansion, when instead, they were normally only seen on the front lines as scouts.
I stopped at that thought.
Wait, those who possess the magic eyes were also extremely sensitive to mana.
Those familiar with mana would be able to see the mana surrounding my heart.
I took a quick breath.
It was to somehow grab a hold of the mana which was flowing freely around my heart.
Since I couldn’t be caught as a mage when I didn’t even know why the Duke brought me into his household in the first place yet.
As soon as I tried to control the flow of mana within my body which had not fully healed yet, a familiar pain in my heart reappeared.
Azelta looked back at me, startled.
“Young Miss, are you alright?”
I nodded briefly a few times. Meanwhile, Marie and Sir Rottier arrived in front of me.
“Young Miss? How about we come and find you a little later if you’re not feeling too well?”
Marie asked in a worried voice.
Sir Rottier’s scarlet magic eyes looked down at me.
I was certain. I could see the mana in his eyes.
Now that I had seen the owner of the magic eyes, I couldn’t back out now.
Aside from having to hide the mana around my heart, magic eyes also had another function.
Mages like me can read the memories that magic eyes have seen. That was the reason why magic eyes were constantly in the limelight and received attention for being a scout.
“His eyes are rather fascinating, aren’t they?”
Azelta asked me, perhaps because I had been staring into Sir Rottier’s eyes for too long.
Startled, I lowered my gaze.
“Yeah, it sparkles.”
Sir Rottier remained silent until the end. It was as if he were a stone statue.
I looked up at him, who was wearing iron shoes and his such and such heavy armor, again.
When I made eye contact with him, I tried to see the memory again.
“His eyes are inherited. Everyone in Sir Rottier’s family has the same eyes.”
What did you say? Magic eyes were inherited? My eyes widened.
Are you saying that such clear magic eyes were not artificially created?
The images captured by Sir Rottier’s magic eyes looked extremely vivid to my eyes. A pale, white fog, and a large clam was able to be seen as well.
And in it, I… Oh, you even saw me slam my fist on that adductor muscle desk.
Seeing as to how small I look, he must have been watching from afar.
No matter who it was that was watching me, it still caused my cheeks to redden from embarrassment.
No, but I thought that no one would’ve been able to see since I used invisibility magic, but to think that there’d be someone who possesses magic eyes!
To someone with magic eyes, no matter how invisible or blurry it was, it’d still appear extremely clear to them.
“…My name is Rottier Diaz. Master has ordered me to escort the Young Miss this time.”
Sir Rottier’s hardened voice rang out.
When he blinked briefly, his magic-filed scarlet eyes disappeared for a moment.
His eyes were so clear that they couldn’t possibly be compared to those that were artificially made.
That’s why I said it without even realizing it.
“Wow, how pretty…”
Oops, how rude of me to say that in front of that very person!
At a loss, I could still see Sir Rottier’s eyes widening.
“Young Miss seems to be fine with Sir’s eyes. Thank goodness.”
Azelta said with a smile.
No, but what’s wrong with magic eyes? Was it because they felt guilty or did they find it unpleasant…? I nodded, trying to catch a hold of the mana around my heart.
“It’s really pretty. It’s my first time seeing something like this. It’s like a jewel.”
It’s my first time seeing such a clear Magic Eye. I looked into Sir Rottier’s eyes again.
Sir Rottier seemed a little embarrassed and lowered his head.
You really are a silent knight, aren’t you, Sir Rottier?
I laughed out loud.
“I’ll be in your care from now on.”
I suddenly held out my hand. My hand barely reached Sir Rottier’s waist.
Sir Rottier hesitated, then grasped my hand.
Then, he looked at the hand that was holding mine, clad in black leather gloves, then took it off and held my hand again.
It was a warm hand. Well, naturally, since he is also someone who possesses clear magic eyes.
I can’t even begin to imagine how good your mind must be to even be able to keep your magic eyes so clear.
“…I will devote my entire heart and body to you.”
The twinkling jewel-like eyes closed in front of me. Rottier bowed his head deeply.
He seemed a little excited. Although there was no change in his expression, I could see it in his eyes. Mana that was bouncing around happily.
Then, I looked at Marie with a probing gaze. Now that I think about it, Marie distanced herself from Rottier earlier, as if she was having a bit of trouble dealing with him.
Do the people around here not like people who have magic eyes? I cocked my head to one side.
It was only after a few days later that I realised why Marie had behaved the way she did.
The eldest son of the Diaz household, the family with cursed eyes. He was someone whose only value was that of being a knight.
Most of the people around him also treated him as such.
In the Ether mansion, apart from Delphiro and Azelta, whom he had grown up closer to ever since they were children, everyone else was shocked when they saw his scarlet eyes and avoided his gaze.
Some even gave him looks of contempt.
These eyes, which were also called a beast’s eyes, showed things that others normally couldn’t see.
Therefore, the people of the Ether Duchy which was also known as the unknown land and the ‘gateway to the continent’, were all still afraid of his eyes.
However, they all acknowledged its usefulness.
Since they were still able to see through everything, even if the entire land was tainted with the cursed fog.
So, his only use to them was as a knight.
“Isn’t it natural for him to dedicate his loyalty for the rest of his life since he’s a beast with cursed eyes?”
Even the knights in the same company as him didn’t hesitate to talk behind his back.
So to Rottier Diaz, the Ether mansion was a place where his master, who he was meant to serve, his two friends, and enemies were.
‘It’s like a jewel.’
…But recently, things have changed slightly.
Today was Rottier Diaz’s day off.
Since it was an off day which was only a day long anyway, it was common for knights to simply rest in the knights quarters in the mansion.
However, Rottier was the only one who never stayed in the knights’ quarters on his day off.
Since he had someone he had to take care of.
Perhaps it was because he heard the sound of the door open, since the child who ran to him and hugged him, disregarding his pale, bloodless face, was his younger brother, Frey Diaz.
The same scarlet-colored eyes as Rottier sparkled and looked up at him.
“How have you been? How is your body?”
This was the only time Rottier, who rarely interacted with the people in the mansion, became particularly talkative. Only when he was with his younger brother, Frey Diaz.
Frey’s smile while he was saying that didn’t look too good. Although he had only run from the bed of his room in the mansion to the front door, the sound of his wheezy breathing could still be heard.
“You should go and rest.”
Rottier lifted Frey up. Then, Frey shook his head.
“No, I’ve only just come out to the front door for the first time in a while, so I want to see the outside too.”
Rottier paused at his words. The fog he had walked past today was rather thick.
It’d be better for them not to go out.
On foggy days like this, these eyes of theirs see more, which tires them out quicker.
At that moment, what came to Rottier’s mind was the face of the mansion’s innocent young miss.
“…The fog is thick.”
Frey smiled bitterly when Rottier said that.
“Then it’d be better for us not to go out.”
If things had gone on as usual, Rottier would have nodded his head and walked back inside the house. However, today was different.
Then, he opened the door, picked up a pair of slippers from inside the house and put them outside. Then, he helped his brother, Frey, put them on.
Frey blinked, as if he didn’t know he’d be able to go out. Then he smiled brightly.
“I’ll just walk around and won’t tire myself out. Is that alright?”
“As long as you want. Since I’ll be by your side the whole time.”
Rottier answered in a light voice. Then, Frey turned to look back at him.
“But Brother, did something good happen today?”
Two pairs of scarlet eyes met.
Rottier’s younger brother was a child who was forced to mature too early. It was because everyone he met had been wary of him, since he had magical eyes, ever since he was born.
He was a child who learned how to distinguish between the feelings of others and hide from them before learning how to like them.
As a result, Frey became extremely sensitive and quick at recognising how others felt. Even the feelings of the dense Rottier, whom he himself didn’t even recognise.
“Does it look like something did?”
At Rottier’s words, Frey nodded his head.
“Mmhm. Did something good happen?”
The appearance of his younger brother who was finally able to venture out after a long time and smiling innocently, resembled someone in the mansion.
Rottier recalled the words she had said. It was the first time he’d heard it ever since his friends had told him when he was little.
“…I heard that I was pretty.”
“They said Brother was pretty?”
The child’s excited laughter echoed all around. Rottier shook his head.
“Not me, but my eyes.”
Frey’s laughter stopped like a lie at those words. The child had his eyes wide open.
Frey, who had scarlet eyes, the same eyes of a beast that Rottier had, knew just how much people hated their eyes.
“The new young miss of the mansion who just came.”
At that, Frey’s eyes widened into circles. Rottier messed up his brother’s bright silver hair and said.
“They said it’s like a jewel, and it was pretty.”
Frey blinked his eyes slowly. Then a smile slowly appeared on his lips.
The emotions that permeated his lips, cheeks, and even his eyes, soon formed a bright smile.
“I want to hear that too.”
Frey’s scarlet eyes sparkled.
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