Abel gave me the letter sent by the Green family, but apparently, I was not the recipient. I realized it was because of the unexpected content of the letter.

‘The confirmation of my death?’

The letter contained the premise that I had died. The gist was, currently, my father, Count Green, was in a critical condition. Because of that, the family had to deal with the inheritance matters and they asked Heilon to send a document confirming the death of Fiona, the blood relative of the Green family.

‘It seems they don’t even think I’m alive in the first place.”

They despised me so much that they sent me out because they wanted me to die five years ago. It was clear that they had forgotten about me and only remembered when it was time to deal with the inheritance issue.

What a consistent family.

I casually threw the letter to the desk.

To be honest, I wasn’t even interested in the Green’s inheritance. So, I didn’t have to go since I had no business over there, and I had no obligation to see him on his deathbed. However, when Abel told me to live doing what I wanted to do, there was something that popped out of my mind.

‘Wouldn’t be it be annoying for them when they found out the person they wanted to die is still alive?’

They’ve tried so hard to get rid of me. They really thought I was gone for good. However, because I was still on Green’s family register, they needed confirmation of my death. If the green family knew I was still alive…Then it would definitely give some stir.

‘Maybe it would be better to just sign the memorandum of renunciation of inheritance first.’

Abel said it was okay to take revenge on the Green family, but I did not want to. Not motivated would be more accurate. I didn’t want to pour my emotions into what happened five years ago. It was not worth my attention. In addition, destroying the family where I was born was actually spitting in my face. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t kill them as they were nobles. An attempt to kill or seriously injured nobles was a bit big felony. The only way was to throw them into jail which could impact me negatively. Anyway, every way also needed too much work, so for me who had no motivation, the only way to end everything peacefully and easily was to sign a waiver.

To do that, I had to go back home first. Also, I wanted to take a look around at least once. For five years, I had been stuck in Heilon with only snow everywhere. The biggest advantage of this place was that we could make as much money as we wanted as long as we have the ability, but It would be so tiring after doing the work after years. Now that I had saved as much money as I needed, and I was also a decent adult, all the factors that could limit my actions had disappeared.

“Fiona, are you there?”

Someone knocked on my door. It was a familiar voice. So I opened it and found Sigren was standing in front of my door.

“Sigren, come in.”

Sigren flinched at my words and shook her head lightly.

“Never mind. I’ll talk to you here.”

Sigren and I were close enough that we liked to talk together on the bed a few years ago. But these days, because we grew up, he often acted awkwardly in this way.

“What brought you here?”

“I heard from Abel.”

“You should say teacher.”

“….”

Sigren put on a face of disgust expression on his face.

It was kinda funny, but it was also kinda harsh. He didn’t have to reject that strongly.

“Te..teacher said you might leave soon.”

“Probably.”

“Where are you going?”

“Well, first of all, I got a letter saying my father is in critical condition, so I’ll go to the capital.”

Count Green was a capital noble, so his mansion was in the capital.

Sigren paused for a moment.

“Even the person who abandoned you, you still regards him as a father.”

Well, it was really like that. To put it bluntly, it was because there was no proper name to call him.

“Then, will you come back after seeing him in his deathbed?”

“No, I want to look around the capital city.”

“Right. You’ve been in Heilon for years, it was a good idea. So, when will you back?”

Then I realized Sigren might misunderstand something.

“Sigren, right now, i don’t intend to come back.”

“What are you talking about?” SIgren asked right away.

“I have no intention of coming back.”

“Why?”

For some reason, it felt like the questions and answers were spinning around at the same place.

“Is there a reason to be here now?”

That was it.

Sigren and I were good friends for five years, and sometimes I protected him. Right now, with the start of the original novel approaching, there was little I could for him. In the future, Sigren would be recognized as the official prince and also meet Yunice. In other words, all that was left for Sigren to do now was lead a perfect life. A happy life with wealth, fame, power, and a lovely lover, as I promised years ago.