2 – The changed past

Unlike my room in a corner of the county’s house, the housekeeper’s office was in the middle of the county’s Kindred family.

I really didn’t want to go, but I made my way to the count’s office, moving my feet that were as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The feeling of being dragged to the office even though you know you are going to be scolded… I wonder if a death row inmate is feeling like this.

And he had one more reason why he didn’t want to come out of the room,

“Huh? The first boy.”

“Ah, did you break off the marriage with the Princess of Listonia this time? Are you going to be scolded by the Count?”

“Hey, what if you talk so loud?”

“What’s up, you’re an ugly duckling that no one cares about.”

The voices of those servants biting me right away.

Almost isolated in Count Kindred’s house, I was an excellent prey for those who liked to speak ill of others.

When I stop for a moment and look back, I hear voices again.

“Looking here? Isn’t it making a fuss again like last time?”

“Then you can tell the Count right away. You solved it that way last time too.”

“That’s right.”

There was a time when I couldn’t stand it, but I was the one who was scolded by my mother even though it was the servants who bit first.

No matter how much I told you that I didn’t do it first, you would never believe me because of my usual image, and all problems always started on the premise that I did something wrong first.

But because of these things, I became an idiot… I’m not defending my past self by saying this.

It was true that he actually did all sorts of crazy things while hanging out with the bad spirits.

I don’t even have thoughts of wanting to be forgiven. Among other people, there must be people who hate my actions in the past.

It was just a small wish… That there would be someone to know that this happened.

“Whoa…”

Arriving in front of the governor’s office, I sighed.

I would have been scolded if I went in.

The reason why the Count called me was not unpredictable.

Perhaps it was because a notice of breakup had arrived from the Duke of Listonia.

Having an in-law relationship with the Duke of Listonia, the first family in the empire, was a huge advantage for nobles in terms of position and business in Count Kindred, but since that advantage was broken because of me, of course it was something to be angry about. .

Because the situation in which you could benefit from having the Duke of Listonia on your back was destroyed in an instant.

In my opinion, this was a great loss from the family’s point of view, so it was natural to be scolded…

“I don’t want to go in…”

Of course, that didn’t mean I wanted to get scolded.

Is there anyone in the world who likes to be scolded? Even if you know you’ve done something wrong, you don’t want to admit it, and you don’t want to be criticized for it because it’s a normal person’s mind.

– Smart

“Come in.”

I couldn’t help but go in, so I struggled to open the door that didn’t seem to open today and entered the office.

It doesn’t have a lot of fancy decorations, but the office is made up of furniture that gives off a dignified and luxurious feeling.

It has been a very long time since I came to this room.

It has been almost 3 years by my standards.

The last reason that came was, as now, the notice of breakup from the Listonian family.

The count said in a fit of rage, ‘Nothing like you is my son’.

I don’t think the count’s words were harsh. As I said before, having an in-law with the Listonian family was a huge advantage for the family.

Since then, I have hardly seen the Count, his mother, the Countess, or even his sister, Lianna.

I just died slowly in my room in the farthest corner.

Of course, there was no way to find me like this, so naturally there was no chance to run into them.

It was Earl Kindred, the man who called me here, who woke me up from the old days.

“Yes. Do you know why I called you?”

“······I know roughly. Didn’t you call because of the notice of breakup of the marriage by the Listonian family?”

After hearing my answer, the count suddenly made a strange expression.

The feeling of seeing something nostalgic and sad…? Expression.

Sorrowful, was it possible for the Iron-Blooded Count to be sad?

‘… I must have read it wrong.’

I thought it was a mistake and decided to pass it on. There was no way that Count, who cared about the Kindred family before his children, would have a sad face.

“That’s not why I called you. There was no notice of breakup from the Listonian family.”

“Yes?”

For a moment, I wondered if I had heard it wrong.

Didn’t the notice of breakup come from the Ristonia family?

It can’t be… It can’t be.

“Is it really…?”

“Yeah, nothing came of it.”

‘The past… Has changed?’

The past life and the incident have changed.

In my previous life, when the count saw the notice of breakup, he went into a fit of rage and declared that he didn’t want to see me, and after hearing that, I didn’t go out much and died alone in my room.

The notice itself didn’t come this time?

‘The Duchess of Listonia can’t be like that.’

It was surprising that the duke and his wife, who were known to care for their only daughter, did not send a notice of breakup despite hearing my rumors.

Since the marriage breakup in the past life also happened at the initiative of the Duke of Listonia, it was only natural to have such doubts.

‘······Then why did the count call me?’

There was one more question.

Why did Earl Kindred call me?

In the past, he called me to scold me and to blame me, but this time his engagement to the Listonia family is still being maintained, so why did he call me?

‘Did you just call to rebuke rumors?’

The most ideal answer I could think of was this.

From noble mtl dot com

“······How is your body these days?”

But contrary to what I thought, the Count said something quite unexpected.

A word that seemed to suddenly worry about my physical condition. It was something that had never happened before.

“I don’t know why you’re saying this all of a sudden, but it’s nothing special.”

So, suspicious of this conversation that hadn’t happened in the past, I didn’t tell the truth about my physical condition.

My physical condition was to die slowly like the previous life due to Adele’s chronic illness, but I didn’t bother to tell the truth.

Because even if I tell you, they won’t believe me, and telling the truth won’t change anything.

“I see. Is it okay?”

“Yes, Count.”

“What do you think about moving your room back here?”

“My room… You mean?”

“Yes. Come to think of it, I thought it was too much to move rooms just because of that rumor.”

It was a very kind word, but I had only doubts about this unreasonable favor.

Because there was no reason to suddenly do me a favor.

Now, externally, I am an idiot who hangs out with delinquents and prostitutes, and I am treated the same within my family because I do not filter out the rumors.

Returning my room to the way it used to be?

“I don’t mind… But are you all right?”

“What is okay?”

“Anyway, the eyes of the public will look at it with disapproval.”

“······Those things don’t matter. It doesn’t matter… No, I’ll take it as you accepted anyway.”

“······Yes.”

The Count, who was about to say something, for some reason did not continue.

With a little bit of a sad expression that didn’t suit the count at all.

“And the schedule for entering your academy has been set.”

“Academy… You mean.”

“Yes, I will be leaving for the academy soon, so be prepared.”

“Okay.”

I had doubts about the count who seemed to have changed for a while, but I left the office without even noticing the count’s expression when I left because I was concerned about another incident that was different from the past when I was scheduled to enter the academy.

—————————————–

Lian has left, and inside the count’s office, where no sound can be heard.

In the office filled with silence, only Count Kindred sighed.

“Haa…”

I couldn’t tell you in the end.

About that ‘dream’.

Yesterday was a peaceful day as usual.

He went to bed as usual after finishing the work he had to do that day, but the dream position that day was different from usual.

Unlike most dreams, the point of view of the dream was not him, but his son Lian.

The dream showed several events progressing from Lian’s point of view.

– ······My father has done everything.

– Is this all there is to it? Your fiancée, the Princess of Listonia, is said to have handled things much more perfectly than this, but the eldest son of Count Kindred can only do this!

– ·······Sorry.

Even though Rihanna did her best and worked hard, she was compared to Adele, Rihanna’s fiancée.

Even this happened not once or twice.

As the events progressed from Lian’s point of view, the Count was able to clearly feel Lian’s dying heart.

“Please… Stop.”

It was so painful, but the dream continued to show him scenes, as if punishing him, without any thought of freeing him from the dream.

And.

As of the current date, the day that is today has arrived.

It was almost torture to look at Lian with his eyes dying while hearing all kinds of screams at himself in the dream.

Even though it’s not his own fault, he tries to change himself.

There was nothing his son could do in a situation where no one would believe it, he just watched with dead eyes as he declared that he didn’t want to look at himself and that you were not my son.

“No… Stop…”

I shouted at him in the dream to stop, and begged him earnestly, but he couldn’t hear his words in the dream, and eventually he drove Lian away.

After that… It was simpler than I thought.

The son abandoned by him died for three years in a corner room in the county’s house, and he only watched the scene devastatedly as if watching a play.

The hellish dream ended with the lonely death of his son.

“Ugh… Ugh.”

He exhaled heavily and barely woke up from his dream, only then was he able to feel relieved.

“It’s a dream… Is it?”

However, that reassurance did not last long.

Because his wife, Countess Kindred, also woke up soon after.

I could tell without asking. His wife said she had the same dream as him.

Because the reaction was exactly the same as waking up from a dream.

“Ma’am, maybe…”

“You too…?”

The couple greeted a very early morning and talked about their dream, about Lian after a long time.

And then I realized.

That they know very little about their son.

It’s been quite a while since I’ve even seen their son.

This was the reason why he called Stella, his son’s maid, to call Lian as soon as the day dawned.

– ······Brother?

She must have felt awkward that she was looking for Lian, as her son’s maid tilted her head.

Could it be that she wasn’t interested in her son to the extent that her son’s maid acted like that?

Time passed, and Lian arrived at her office.

The son’s face, which he hadn’t seen in a long time, was not much different from Lian’s corpse in the dream.

The skin wasn’t pale like a corpse’s, but unlike the past when it shone brightly on a sickly-looking body, eyes like a corpse’s out of focus.

Thankfully, when he talked to her, her eyes briefly returned to focus, but they soon returned to her dead eyes.

If he treated Lian like that dream, his son would have completely lost his mind like that dream.

I was so scared of that, so I treated him as kindly as possible.

And then I realized.

The fact that he has rarely been so kind to his son.

I blamed myself for why I had been like that until now, seeing myself looking awkward to anyone.

He blamed himself for acting like that to Rian.

He curses himself for not recognizing his son’s sincerity, who only believes in his usual perception and tries to change.

When I was young, I prayed for my son’s eyes, which were always shining, to be returned.

“I’m sorry…I’m sorry…”

The Count, who looked the most iron-blooded, cried like that.

Looking for remnants of the past that have already disappeared in an empty room.

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