Since a priestess without a physical body couldn’t enjoy the blessings of the gods.

Even Hubert himself thought that the only way to prevent Lyorsa from being submerged in water was through that method.

The damage caused by the heavy rain being borne by the family and losing Aris. Both were the worst.

Suddenly, Hubert noticed an empty seat and sighed.

“Where is Igraine?”

“Heh, why are you looking for that foolish one who doesn’t even know what’s important?”

Lady Emelun chuckled. Hubert, who didn’t understand the situation, squinted one eye.

“What happened?”

⭐⭐⭐

Three hours ago.

Creak!

An elderly woman covered in mud knocked on the main gate of the Lorenst Marquis’s mansion.

She didn’t stop her hands until someone came out.

Squelch.
The iron gate slowly opened, and a servant wearing an umbrella raised his head.

“What’s going on?”

“Is the Marquis inside?”

The servant scanned her up and down. The old woman, soaked in rain, with lips tinted purple from the cold, reminded him of a mouse caught in the water.

The servant’s gaze became suspicious.

“What’s the matter?”

“Please, call the Marquis. My lifelong home is collapsing! There’s a son inside who can’t move. I can’t do anything on my own. I’ll repay your kindness somehow, please…”

The weakened servant relayed the old woman’s story to Lady Emelun, who was sipping warm cocoa in the first-floor hall.

The only thing that came back was a cold rejection.

“Why should I care about that! Especially now, with the troublesome situation because of Aris. Just tell her to go back quickly!”

“Yes, yes. I understand.”

Thinking he had done something unnecessary, the servant bowed his head desperately.

Despite his apology, Lady Emelun didn’t stop expressing her annoyance, claiming that he made things even more irritating.

The sound reached the stairs.

⭐⭐⭐

“Just tell her to go back quickly!”

He stood still on the stairs leading downstairs. Once he stopped, he didn’t feel like moving again.

From below, Lady Emelun’s annoyed voice mixed with resentment reached his ears.

“Saying useless things like that.”

‘If I go down now, she’ll get annoyed with me.’

Since Kiuje, Lady Emelun seemed like she would devour him if she saw him.

He wanted to drink warm milk. Maybe he should ask a maid. Turning his body, he licked his lips. It was directed at the servant who had received insults from Lady Emelun.

‘Should have boasted that it would become a rumor.’

The Marquis who goes mad for reputation. If he had said that helping the lady would make people look at him more, Lady Emelun might have considered it.

‘No. In this situation where I might be scolded by the king any moment, she probably didn’t care.’

The Marquis who only gives to charity when everything is fine.

His throat was in danger, but there was no time to help others.

I was the same. I only had thoughts of ridiculing the Lorenst Marquis, including Lady Emelun.

I had no thoughts about the old woman the servant mentioned. Not until I looked outside.
Going back up the stairs, my gaze unconsciously turned towards the window. Raindrops were hitting the window forcefully and streaming down.

Among the falling raindrops, an old woman kneeling and crying came into view.

Wrinkled skin, a face distorted with sorrow as she cried.

That sight brought back an old memory.

My father, who cast me aside to this Marquis’s estate as death approached.

At the age of ten, I might sound a bit odd saying this, but having experienced life and death, I didn’t seem like a typical child.

Naturally, I didn’t have any intention of leaving the territory I had lived in and staying with the Marquis.

I started running with the intention of telling my father if he was in his right mind but stopped in my tracks.

A heartbreaking sob that pierced the ears.

I couldn’t bring myself to take another step as the crying sound was coming from behind the wall.

‘Why are you crying.’

Although filled with a sense of reproach, somehow, I found myself returning to the Marquis’s cold iron gate.

In his own way, my father made the best decision. For my sake.

So, I just wanted to follow along.

Thinking of my son, the comforting sobs of the woman crying for her son overlapped with my father’s sobs.

‘When I think about it, this situation is because of Aris.’

The Marquis’s people are worried about the future of the family. Meanwhile, that woman probably finds it difficult to survive today.

That’s the way of the world. Those who live well continue to live well, and those who struggle find it even harder.

In situations like this disaster, this harsh reality becomes even more painful.

I stopped walking and placed my hand on my waist.

‘Ha, it really brings back memories.’