I walked down the hallway to cool my head.

Sigren said that I had a bit of a temper. He even said that mine was scary particularly because I smiled when I was angry. Of course, no one was looking in the mirror when they were angry, so I actually was wondering how I looked like when I was angry.

‘Everyone seems to run away when they saw may face?’

Anyway, I changed my room because the floor was dirty with the mop water. The maids were taking care of it.

“Where do you think you could wander around?”

I stopped walking at the sudden voice. How could annoying things come one after another? Then I quietly turned my body, there was Countess adorned with sumptuous dress and jewels.

“What’s the matter with roaming around my house?”

The Countess unfolded the fan she holding. Why the hell did she need a fan at home?

“Is this your house? It seems too much for you that you forgot where you’ve come from.”

Everyone hadn’t changed. And I really wanted to hit her. For a moment, I seriously thought about burning the Countess’ complicated twisted hair.

“Get out of here. We don’t want a rat in the gutter clinging to us asking to have something to eat.

‘Be patient. Be patient. I am a rational person.’

I uttered a spell on my mind to calm my anger. But then I realized why should I need to be patient? I’ve endured enough of this shitty thing, and also they were always the ones who started the fight. Wasn’t it if there was a situation where we had to fight, we had to fight instead of avoiding it?

‘But If I attack this family, my stay will be longer.’

That was the only thing I didn’t like about it. To attack this family, I had many things to do and a lot of things about.

Thinking about it, I sighed.

‘Well, fuck it.’

The countess’ attitude was a really last string. Should I say thank you for her showing this attitude? The little hesitation and annoyance suddenly disappeared.

“Thank you, Madam.”

At my answer, the Countess drew a puzzled look. I gave her a bright smile.

“It motivated me to do something right.”

The reason I returned to Green Family was simple. I didn’t want to be tied up here. No actually, I didn’t like to be tied to anything that was more accurate. I was going to give up the inheritance neatly and remove myself from the Green family’s register. So, if there was something happened, I won’t be implicated. Of course, I didn’t intend to use radical methods in the process. This was what I thought.

However, things happened differently from what I expected. Also, maybe May was the Countess’ maid?

“Madam, I won’t leave here with a single jewel that is rolling in this house.”

But I won’t let you have it.

“So, don’t worry about anything.”

If possible, it would be better if they were extremely greedy to their heart’s content. Because the despair would grow even greater when everything they thought was in their hand disappear in front of their eyes.

I smiled brightly.

“I’m thinking of throwing everything out of this house.”

Seriously, one fight to put up with this shitty house was enough. I didn’t want to stress up. Stress was bad for mental health.

That day, I sent a letter to Abel. the content was simple.

[The severance pay you mentioned before, could I get it now?]

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The preface of the letter from Fiona was:

[The severance pay you mentioned before, could I get it now?]

‘It came sooner than i thought.’

After reading the letter, Abel put it down on the desk. The severance pay that Fiona was referring to was about Count Green, whom they talked about before. Precisely, the weakness of the family.

‘Well, she also has a soft side.’

To be honest, this was what he expected.

Abel leaned on the backrest, deep in thought.

Fiona green was a strange child. From her childhood until now, she was sweet and affectionate like candy, but she could become adamant and cold-hearted at some points. It was difficult for him to guess what her real personality was.

When she lived here, she did her best to protect Heilon. It even made him enough to think she cherished this estate. But when she told him she wanted to leave, she really left without any regrets. What a stark difference between her two attitudes. To be honest, he was even saddened in his heart.

‘Sigren deserves to be shocked.’

For five years, Fiona cared for Sigren as if he were her own body. He guessed she liked Sigren, there was even a rumor about them. However, when she decided to leave, even Sigren, who seemed to be cherished the most in the world by her, was left here. Like saying, ‘my duty is over now.’

“Well, we’ll meet eventually….”

Seeing the letter, Abel guessed something had happened. Fiona basically was someone who did not like to act much as possible except for what she had to do. She would move if the opponent touched her first. In fact, from an early age until she became a member of society, she seemed reluctant to give and receive influence in human relationships. He didn’t know why though.

“Abel.. no, teacher.”

At that time, Abel heard a knock and a voice outside the door. There was only one person in this castle who could talk to him in such a cheeky way.

“Come on in.”

When Abel’s permission was granted, it was SIgren who opened the door and entered.

“You’re late.”

“I came as soon as you called me. I don’t even know why you called me.”

Abel smiled arrogantly at his impure disciple’s attitude.

“Yeah, keep acting like that. I just got a letter from Fiona.”

“….”

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Sigren gently lowered his gaze.

Abel was satisfied with the students’ attitude that had changed obediently and handed over the letter.

After reading the letter quickly, Sigren had a long sigh.

“There is only one thing in here.”

“Are you going to complain that there is nothing related to you right now?”

“I didn’t even have that kind of expectation in the first place.”

Sigren replied sternly, handed her letter to Abel again.

“But it doesn’t really matter. I’m going to see her anyway.”

Seeing his pupil’s straight gaze, Abel slowly nodded his head.

“Good.”

Abel was not on good terms with the current imperial family. After he knew that Sigren was the illegitimate son of the imperial family, he took Sigren under his wings and suggested Sigren a few years ago that he should be recognized as an official son of the emperor.

However, Sigren did not respond to the proposal. All this time, Sigren had been hesitant between revenge for her mother, the wish of her mother for him to survive, and the serenity he had barely attained in his hands. Therefore Abel did not urge him to agree with his suggestion. He left Sigren to ponder to his satisfaction.

Then, recently, Sigren had made a decision on his proposal. Well, it was obvious what the cause was.

“But Sigren, if you want to return to the capital, you have to build a splendid achievement worthy of it.

Sigren, the illegitimate son of the emperor, who was simply nothing at present, could not return to the capital. If he went there, there was only a death threat that welcomed him.

But if he carried the Heilon family on his back, had a great achievement recognized by all the people of the capital that they even cheers for him, the situation would be different.

“People like dramatic stories. So, there is a need for something to imprint the existence of ‘prince Sigren’ to numerous nobles and people. Something that make people think there no reason to ignore you.”

In other words, there was a need for a reason for those people not to openly touch Sigren.

A story about a prince who saved a lot of people by caching the leader of the monsters in the barren land of Heilon. Naturally, the more difficult the time for everyone, the more people were passionate about heroes who overcame many hardships and adversity.

“I know.” Sigren replied with a hardened expression on his face.

“If you meet all the conditions, I would provide the necessary stage for you. So if you want to get the prince’s seat, if you want to go to your hometown…”

Abel raised the corners of his lips arrogantly as he looked at his disciple who was growing stronger like a rock that hardened day by day.

“Try to be hero sometime, Sigren.”