TSFH - Chapter 18



The family's private army commander personally welcomed Vania, who had come to the barracks of the punitive force.

“Oh, my lady, this must be your first time in a place like this, so I’m sorry. Are you feeling a bit uncomfortable?”

The pulsating smell of blood. The agonizing groans of soldiers, their flesh torn and bones protruding.

The first time she encountered a battlefield in a state of calm, it was so horrific that Vania was shocked.

"Diana, you always come to places like this to care for the wounded. You're truly amazing."

Now that she was an adult, Vania vowed to be of help to her family, just like Diana.

The sight of the wounded soldiers was so horrific that it was hard to bear, but please bear with it.

The Eyes of the Mirror - Restoration of Light

As the healing blessing was poured out, the wounded soldiers were completely healed with the holy light.

“You are amazing, my lady!”

“It’s always amazing to see, isn’t it? Thank you!”

Vania smiled awkwardly at the cheering soldiers. Her heart pounded.

'This ability is truly amazing.'

She can save someone's life.

For the first time, she felt proud of the fact that she was a person with superpowers.

“Ah! Look at my mind.”

Vania quickly tried to go towards the other wounded soldiers.

“Mt Lady, you may go back now.”

But the private company commander stopped her.

“Huh? Aren’t there still more injured people out there?”

"They are not our soldiers, so there's no need to treat them. This is not a place where your honor can remain for long, so please return home immediately."

At his firm words, Vania looked at the other soldiers in confusion.

There were many injured people who needed immediate treatment.

But everyone just glanced at Vania and looked at her, and for some reason, not a single person asked for help.

At that time.

“Princess.”

The red-haired knight guarding Vania the whole time, Kali, whispered.

This seemingly indifferent yet affectionate escort was the one Vania trusted and followed the most.

“Do as you please, Princess. No one can criticize what you do.”

“...I see, right?”

Vania ran, encouraged by Kali's words.

There was one wounded soldier she had been worried about for a while. He was so seriously injured that even a second of delay was necessary.

Vania treated him right away.

“Huh...?”

The man, who had recovered in an instant, sat up in surprise.

“Are you okay now?”

“Oh, yes...”

The man was taken aback. Vania left quickly, not having time to receive a word of thanks.

And he went around the barracks and treated all the wounded soldiers of the punitive force.

“Oh, thank you!”

“Thank you so much! Thanks to you, I survived!”

While the soldiers who received help cheered loudly.

“Lady Wassenberg!”

Someone came and called Vania.

He was the first man to be treated.

"I'm Liner Cruiser, belonging to the Imperial Knights! Thanks to you, I survived! Thank you so much!"

“Well, it’s nothing special.”

"No! It was a fatal injury! You saved my life!"

"No way."

Vania barely managed to lower the corners of her mouth that were about to rise.

It was great. She never felt this proud since she was born.

“Liner, wait a minute.”

At that moment, a man who appeared to be his colleague approached, pushing aside Liner, who had been bowing his head several times in greeting.

“You have been a great help. I will definitely repay you.”

"Ah."

That moment.

Thump.

Vania was dumbfounded.

It felt like pink spring flower petals were fluttering in the wind in midsummer.

'Well, you're handsome...'

Black hair with a subtle blue tint.

Eyes as blue and deep as the sea.

The beauty of the man, who was like a prince in a fairy tale, could not be hidden even by blood and dirt.

“Oh, no. Really... This is really nothing...?”

Vania was embarrassed and started talking nonsense.

I have to go now...

Perhaps because of the man's good looks, her steps did not move.

“What’s your name?”

Finally, Vania asked with a face as red as a ripe strawberry.

“I am Nike Valencier, Commander of the Imperial Knights of the Valencier Empire.”

“...?!”

Vania's eyes widened at the man's introduction.

If you are a commander of an imperial knight who uses the surname of a royal family...

3rd Prince.

The man was indeed a Prince.

"I am truly grateful. You saved the lives of my comrades. I will never forget you and will repay your kindness."

Nike bowed deeply.

Grab.

Vania was so surprised that she grabbed Nike's shoulder, which was visible only at the crown of his head, and lifted him up.

“Hey, you don’t have to do this!”

“...?”

Nike woke up in a daze and blinked.

"What? No matter how great our family is, the Prince bows to me? What did I learn wrong? Aren't the royal family members of higher status?"

She was confused because the concept of the caste system she had learned had collapsed.

But Vania bowed and returned the greeting to Nike.

Soon, the two people faced each other.

'Ah.'

Vania's eyes caught sight of Nike's cheek, which had a small bruise on it.

It wasn’t a wound that could be healed with this ability, though...

“Ahem.”

Vania looked at Nike, brushing his cheek.

The Eyes of the Mirror - Restoration of Light

Nike paused in the warm air.

Soon, he slowly touched his cheek where the wound had healed.

"...Thank you."

“I’m glad it helped.”

The two stared at each other for a long time in silence.

"I..."

Vania, her cheeks flushed, looked down in embarrassment and twisted her toes.

“Your Highness, my name is...”

Sixteen.

Said the girl in love.

“...It’s Vania.”

***

I'm sixteen, he's twenty.

That's how we met back then.

Of course, we didn't become lovers right away...

"Hey!"

“Surprise.”

Ryan, who was right in front of me, lightly tapped my cheek.

“What are you thinking about that makes your jaw drop?”

“No? Nothing.”

I handed the towel I was holding to Ryan, who was drenched in sweat. He said, wiping the sweat away.

“Well, we will soon reach the continent and disembark.”

“What are you talking about? There’s still a lot left. What are you going to do to get off the sea?”

“Ssup!”

“...”

“Tell me what you plan to do when you get off.”

“Did you leave the plan to me?”

“Ssup!”

“...”

Revan, glaring at Ryan, pulled out a map. He then pointed to a specific spot.

“Once we get off at Koenig, let’s just find a hotel there and stay there for a long time. It’s hard to run around so much with a baby...”

"No."

Ryan smiled and shook his head.

“There’s no need for that. This guy already found a house for me.”

"What?!"

“Hahaha! I finally have respect for the eldest.”

"What are you talking about? Did you dream about it? Where is your house, brother?"

Ryan, his shoulders high, took out some documents from his suitcase.

“It seems like our father had a conscience.”

No.

"A final gift to my son, who has been unjustly left to rot in the oven for 12 years? Something like that?"

No.

“This is a land document in my name.”

The deed of transfer of ownership of the estate that Ryan received from his father's aide as soon as he was released from prison.

Hmm...

It's a long story, but it's all about me quietly handing over the responsibility to Ryan, receiving a small amount of child support, and receiving the land.

It was a hard-won achievement that I achieved through struggle...

'I have to tell you the truth later.'

My father is by no means a merciful person who would quietly send an incompetent, illegitimate child away after providing him with child support and a place to live.

“What!”

At that moment, Revan's eyes widened as he looked at the land documents.

“Wow, brother! This is...!”


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