Just a few minutes before Edith arrived at Valter’s office, Theos, having received support from Lexion, was heading to Valter’s office to organize the facts he had discovered through his research.

‘I hope the Marquis will compliment me.’

At first, he couldn’t even look at the green eyes emitting a formidable aura under thick eyebrows, but now he knew that he seemed like a burnt-out man only by appearance.

Before going down to the estate, when Valter asked the kitchen to take care of the wizard and his brother, saying, ‘The wizard and his brother I brought have a pitifully small build, so feed them well,’ Theos made up his mind.

For the small madam, who taught him that not all nobles were heartless, and for him, who had affectionate feelings for her inside.

“We will support everything you need, so find a way with the other wizards of Lexion to prevent my magic from going out of control. It would be even better if you could recover the lost memories.”

Valter’s voice had weight when he ordered like that. Theos knew that he took matters related to memory seriously.

‘If the Marquis’s magic goes out of control again, the little madam will be the most saddened.’

However, the information from the doctors, conveyed to Theos as he was about to leave the Lexion estate, weighed heavily on his heart.

At that time, the doctors were too busy with Edith’s childbirth, so there was no time to inquire in detail, but now that the young master had been born safely, it seemed possible to inquire about the Marquis’s health.

Tock—

“Marquis. As you requested, I’ve brought the results of the research so far.”

Theos immediately narrowed his eyes slightly. There was no response despite feeling magic inside the office.

‘Maybe I’m interrupting their pleasant time with the madam?’

However, as he pondered whether he should turn back, magical fluctuations occurred beyond the door.

His intuition as a wizard told him that something unusual was undoubtedly happening inside the office.

“Marquis!”

Theos quickly broke the lock with a small amount of magic and entered the office. He froze for a moment.

Valter, who usually never flinched at even intense headaches, was biting his lip with his large hand covering his forehead.

“…It’s noisy. Just because you’re young doesn’t mean you can be loud.”

“A-Are you okay?”

“Go and call the doctor quietly.”

Without giving Theos a chance to soothe his surprised heart, Valter immediately moved his feet.

Confirming that he had left, Valter straightened the overturned ink bottle. The bones visible through the spilled black ink were beyond words.

The daily headaches that came every evening had become increasingly unbearable. Today, the pain was excruciating, as if the skull was splitting vertically, and the soul was being sucked out through it.
So, it was impossible to inform Edith, who had given birth to a baby that resembled both parents, with a cute appearance, and was smiling like the happiest person in the world, about the current situation. She already had a past incident that dragged her potentially happy life into ruin.

Due to the cursed note she wrote just before losing her memory, which led the Portrion Duke to find the blonde-haired woman named Edith as a forger and take her away. However, even this time, he couldn’t bring down Edith, who had just become happy. There must be some way. Somehow, he would resolve the situation without Edith finding out. Enduring severe headaches, he repeatedly convinced himself like brainwashing, and eventually, he felt something in his mind was breaking, so he rose from his seat.

Even if it was just one thing, he couldn’t let Edith see him like this. “Marquis?” When Theos returned, Valter had already left the office. The emerging magic of Lexion left traces all around, as if something had been swept in all directions.

Theos’s words made the Lexon’s chief physician, Delma, and George, who hastily followed to the office, pale when they saw the traces. If he had advised the Duke to rest as if lying in bed, would the result have been different? “Who could have known that the Duke’s condition would deteriorate so suddenly… What should we do about this?” “It’s impossible to hide it any longer. Since his memory may collapse soon, shouldn’t we inform the madam as well?”

Strictly speaking, Valter hadn’t done anything wrong. He awakened his magic and shared it with the child, and since then, he hadn’t used any unnecessary magic. According to the calculations of the physicians and Lexion wizards, he should have been able to live for several more years without headaches.

Unfortunately, theory differed from practice, and even though there were still a few years left until the outburst, the Duke’s magic had begun to slowly erode his memories. “It’s probably not headaches that a human can endure…” “But even though we are here, there is nothing we can do for the Duke. It’s not a physical problem, and there is no way we can give him painkillers.”