Chapter 25: Heilon (1)
Abel gave me the letter from the Green family, but apparently, I was not the intended recipient. I realized this because of the unexpected content of the letter. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
The confirmation of my death?
The letter stated that I had died. The gist of it was that my father, Count Green, was in critical condition. Because of this, the family needed to handle the inheritance matters and requested Heilon to provide a document confirming the death of Fiona, a blood relative of the Green family.
It seems they don’t even believe I’m alive.
They had despised me so much that they had sent me away five years ago, hoping I would die. Clearly, they had forgotten about me and only remembered me when it was time to deal with the inheritance. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
What a consistent family.
I casually tossed the letter onto the desk.
To be honest, I wasn’t interested in the Green family’s inheritance. I had no business there and no obligation to visit him on his deathbed. However, when Abel told me to live my life as I wished, something occurred to me.
‘Wouldn’t it be annoying for them to find out that the person they wanted dead is still alive?’
They had tried so hard to get rid of me, genuinely believing I was gone for good. However, since I was still on the Green family register, they needed confirmation of my death. If the Green family knew I was still alive… it would definitely cause a stir.
‘Maybe it would be better to sign the memorandum of renunciation of inheritance first.’
Abel said it was okay to take revenge on the Green family, but I had no desire to do so. It was more accurate to say I wasn’t motivated. I didn’t want to invest my emotions in what happened five years ago; it wasn’t worth my attention. Moreover, destroying the family I was born into felt like spitting in my own face. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t kill them—they were nobles, and attempting to kill or seriously injure nobles was a serious crime. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com. The only alternative was to throw them in jail, which could negatively impact me. In any case, all options required too much effort. For someone unmotivated like me, the simplest and easiest solution was to sign a waiver.
To do that, I needed to go back home first. I also wanted to take a look around. For five years, I had been stuck in Heilon, surrounded only by snow. While the biggest advantage of this place was the ability to earn as much money as one wanted, it became tiresome after years of work. Now that I had saved enough money and had grown into a decent adult, all the factors that had previously limited my actions had disappeared.
“Fiona, are you there?”
Someone knocked on my door. Recognizing the voice, I opened it to find Sigren standing in front of me.
“Sigren, come in.”
Sigren flinched at my words and shook his head slightly.
“Never mind. I’ll talk to you here.”
Sigren and I were close enough to have chatted on the bed a few years ago. But now that we were older, he often acted awkwardly in situations like this. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“What brought you here?”
“I heard from Abel.”
“You should say ‘Master.’”
“…”
Sigren made a disgusted expression.
It was somewhat amusing, but also a bit harsh. He didn’t need to reject the suggestion so strongly.
“Master said you might be leaving soon.”
“Probably.”
“Where are you going?”
“Well, first of all, I received a letter saying my father is in critical condition, so I’ll be going to the capital.”
Count Green was a noble in the capital, so his mansion was located there.
Sigren paused for a moment.
“Even the person who abandoned you, you still regard him as a father.”
Well, that was true. To be blunt, it was because there wasn’t a more appropriate term for him. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Then, will you come back after seeing him on his deathbed?”
“No, I want to look around the capital city.”
“Right. You’ve been in Heilon for years; it’s a good idea to explore the capital. So, when will you be 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 immediately. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“I have no intention of returning.”
“Why?”
For some reason, it felt like the questions and answers were going in circles.
“Is there a reason for me to stay here now?”
That was it.
Sigren and I had been good friends for five years, and I had protected him at times. But with the start of the original story approaching, there was little I could do for him. In the future, Sigren would be recognized as the official prince and would meet Eunice. In other words, all that was left for him now was to lead a perfect life—a happy life with wealth, fame, power, and a lovely partner, as I promised years ago. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
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