Ending Maker SS #29 Reunion (3)

The sight of Yuder, who was over 190 cm tall, clinging to Yuna, who seemed to be less than 160 cm, and sobbing his heart out was incredibly strange, yet no one in the gathered crowd looked down on him for it.

On the contrary, everyone’s eyes were red with unshed tears, or they were openly weeping.

Cordelia was no different.

I miss my mom.

The image of Hong Yu-hee’s mother naturally surfaced in her mind.

Her mother, who was still living well on Earth.

Her mother, whom she could only watch from afar, unable to reveal herself as her daughter when Hong Yu-hee was perfectly fine.

And one other person.

Someone she wished she could at least watch from a distance, like Hong Yu-hee’s mother, but couldn’t even do that.

Cordelia’s vision blurred.

Tears had already begun to pour down, making it impossible to see clearly.

Countess Chase.

Cordelia Chase’s mother.

She barely remembered her.

All she could recall were faint moments of clinging to her mother, who lay on her sickbed.

The warmth of that time.

The comfort.

She couldn’t remember it properly.

Only a vague feeling remained—a warmth, a sense of profound comfort—so faint she couldn’t tell if it was a memory or just her imagination.

She was happy that Yuder had been reunited with his mother.

She was Cordelia, after all; she knew his circumstances well.

She knew that not only Yuder but also Kang Jin-ho had grown up without a mother.

So she was happy.

Her heart felt like it would burst with joy at the fact that the Yuder she loved had met his mother.

But at the same time, she was envious.

She was so envious of Yuder’s reunion that she felt a pang of sorrow.

Mom.

I want to see you, too.

I want to meet you, too.

I want to see my mom, too.

Joy and sorrow tangled together, becoming a complete mess.

Cordelia burst into tears, wailing like a child.

And at the sound of her cries, Yuder reacted.

Even in the midst of his own frantic weeping, he would never miss Cordelia’s tears.

“Mom, Mom. Over there. There.”

Unable to properly sort through his emotions, Yuder repeated the same words.

Gasping for breath, he barely managed to speak before turning his head to look at Cordelia. He gestured toward the sobbing girl and said, “That’s Cordelia. She’s my wife. The person I love most in this world.”

The words tumbled out naturally.

He was in such a state that he couldn’t organize his thoughts, speaking like a child.

“Cordelia, over here. Come here.”

As he beckoned again, Cordelia, who had been wailing, finally responded.

It was Yuder’s voice, and no one else’s.

Just as it was for Yuder, no matter how lost she was, Cordelia would never fail to hear his voice.

“Hic. Sob.”

As Cordelia approached, wiping her tears with the back of her hand, Yuder used a handkerchief to dry her face and then had her blow her nose.

The sight drew small smiles from those watching.

Thanks to that, a blushing Cordelia finally managed to open her eyes and look at Yuna.

Yuna was watching her with a gentle smile.

Blue hair and green eyes.

It was a rather unusual color combination, but it only struck Cordelia as beautiful and mystical.

Yuder’s mom.

It was true.

She could see traces of Yuder all over Yuna’s face.

Above all, those green eyes.

They held a mystique that felt as if it would pull you in just by looking at them.

“I-I’m Cordelia. Yuder’s wife. It’s an honor to meet you, Mother.”

Perhaps because she had been crying so hard, Cordelia’s mind wasn’t working properly either.

Thanks to the etiquette ingrained in her, her posture was passable, but her greeting was a jumbled mess.

But Yuna didn’t mind such things.

She smiled brightly and reached out a small hand to gently caress Cordelia’s cheek.

As Cordelia unconsciously leaned into the warmth spreading from her hand, Yuna smiled again and said, “So you’re Cordelia. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“About me?”

Cordelia blinked and asked back without thinking.

Who could she have heard from?

Father?

Count Bayer?

And what kind of stories?

What did Count Bayer think of her?

Suddenly, her mind was thrown into chaos again.

H-He wouldn’t have said anything bad, right?

He was her father-in-law, after all.

And she hadn’t really done anything wrong to him.

W-Well, I did run away from home quite a bit.

She had caused him a lot of grief by eloping in the middle of the night.

But there were circumstances behind all that, and her father-in-law knew about them now.

So it should be fine.

Yeah, yeah, it’ll be fine.

But what was this ominous feeling?

A vague sense that something was wrong.

It was too unsettling to just ignore.

Besides, this was her she was talking about.

When it came to her sixth sense, she might as well have been the best in Pleiades.

What is it? What is it?

His mother was smiling so innocently.

Why?

Why did she have such a bad feeling?

Cordelia’s worries didn’t last long.

Because the answer was heard—no, it revealed itself.

“What, you nervous?”

A mischievous voice, dripping with playfulness.

Recognizing the familiar tone, Cordelia snapped her head up toward the carriage and, her eyes widening, she cried out.

“Gasp! L-Lord Rough Avalanche?!”

What are you doing here?!

Yuder was just as bewildered.

He already knew that Yuna—his mother—was a Wild God, but her visiting with another Wild God, Rough Avalanche, was a different story.

Why is he here?

And if Rough Avalanche was the one who told her about Cordelia—

“Huhuhu.”

As Rough Avalanche let out a rather wicked laugh, a sense of dread spread across Cordelia’s and Yuder’s faces.

And it was at that very moment.

“Mother, this is my wife, Adelia.”

Gale cut through the strange atmosphere and introduced Adelia to Yuna.

“I am Adelia. It is an honor to meet you, Mother.”

As Adelia offered a calm curtsy, Yuna’s eyes began to sparkle once more.

“Adelia? You’re Adelia, right? Aeris’s child!”

When Yuna even started hopping up and down on the spot, Adelia’s eyes widened in surprise, but she soon broke into a bright smile and nodded.

“Yes, Mother. I’m Adelia.”

Adelia had only been about five years old when Yuna had to leave the Bayer household.

Adelia vaguely remembered Yuna, and Yuna remembered the small, pretty baby Adelia.

“You’ve grown up so beautifully. Truly, so beautifully. You look so much like Aeris.”

After pouring out a stream of admiring words, Yuna suddenly turned her head and tugged on the sleeve of Count Bayer, who was standing beside her with a pleased smile.

“Why didn’t you tell me? Huh? That Adelia became Gale’s wife.”

The moment Yuna said, “Huh?” Count Bayer’s expression seemed to melt into a puddle. Instead of clearing his throat to regain his composure, he just kept grinning foolishly as he replied, “Because I wanted to see you this surprised.”

“Oh, you meanie!”

As Yuna tugged his sleeve again, Count Bayer let out a hearty “Hahaha,” and the servants watching from the side all had the same thought.

So being lovey-dovey is genetic.

It was as if that couple existed in a world of their own.

Amidst a feeling so cringey it felt like not just their hands and feet but time and space itself were curling up, the servants struggled to maintain their silence. Gale laughed again and spoke up.

“In any case, Mother, we can’t just keep standing here. Please, come inside. My children are inside as well.”

“Gale’s children? Adelia and Gale’s?”

“Yes, Mother. They are our children. A pair of twins, a boy and a girl.”

When Adelia replied demurely, Yuna began hopping on the spot again.

“Aeris’s child has a child? And with Gale?”

Stomping her feet impatiently like a little girl, Yuna started tugging frantically at Count Bayer’s sleeve.

“You didn’t tell me this either! You meanie!”

“Hahaha.”

Count Bayer just laughed again, and the servants thought:

She’s so adorable.

Whatever it was, she was cute.

So cute.

“Ahem. Anyway, let’s go in.”

Gale, who had at least some reason left, urged them on again. Yuna nodded enthusiastically and tightly grasped Count Bayer’s hand. Count Bayer then escorted her into the mansion.

And about an hour later.

After greeting the twins, rubbing cheeks with them, having them tightly grip her fingers, and so on, Yuna and the Bayer family spent a blissful time together before gathering in the drawing room to talk.

“So that’s what happened.”

Surprisingly, it was Rough Avalanche who led the conversation.

His story was brief but contained several astonishing facts, leaving Cordelia blinking in surprise.

“Lord Blade Song…”

Yuna’s older brother.

It was none other than Blade Song.

They weren’t related by blood, but it was true that Blade Song had been Yuna’s guardian.

“It’s similar to the relationship between Great Storm and Fine Snow Wind.”

Great Storm was a bird and Fine Snow Wind was a deer, yet they had treated each other like brother and sister.

“Then, Mother, you’re…”

“I’m a wolf with the antlers of a deer. My father was a wolf Wild God, and my mother was a deer Wild God.”

At Yuna’s explanation, Cordelia let out an impressed “Wow,” while Yuder turned to look at Rough Avalanche.

Rough Avalanche nodded and said, “Yuna is a very unusual case among the Wild Gods. It’s extremely rare for children to be born between Wild Gods.”

Most Wild Gods were not the children of anyone. They were born when the artificial spirits, products of the Artificial Spirit King Project, merged with the energy of nature.

“That’s why… Yuna—Blue Blizzard—was a child who needed to remain in the Sanctuary more than anyone.”

“Blue… Blizzard?”

When Yuder asked again, Yuna nodded.

“Yes, that’s my name as a Wild God. But I am Yuna. Yuna Bayer. Because that is my name as a person.”

Speaking with a warm expression, Yuna looked at Count Bayer as if to ask for his agreement, and he took her hand and nodded.

“Well, that’s why I had no idea at first. I’d never heard the name Yuna before… and the Blue Blizzard I remembered, Blade Song’s sister, was a little baby wolf. This is the first time I’ve seen her in human form, too.”

Yuder and Cordelia gave a slight nod at Rough Avalanche’s words and looked at Yuna again.

Perhaps because they had heard the story, they felt they could sense the same unique aura from Yuna that they had felt when they faced Blade Song.

“Anyway, to sum it up: Yuna, having exhausted her energy from being in the human world for too long, returned to the Wild Lands. She fell into a long slumber in a Sanctuary with a Dragon Vein to recover her strength. But then, ‘that incident’ happened.”

That incident.

Cordelia pursed her lips, and Yuder cleared his throat with a cough.

The thing Yuder and Cordelia had done to awaken the Golden Dragon King.

Thanks to their chain-detonation of all the Dragon Veins in the Wild Lands, the Golden Dragon King had awakened as planned, but the price was by no means cheap.

After all, almost all the Wild Gods had lost their Sanctuaries.

“It’s okay.”

“Mother?”

“It’s really okay. Even though my Sanctuary was destroyed, my home is gone, and the people who relied on the Sanctuary had to move far away… thanks to that, I was able to wake up like this. I was able to meet Rex again.”

With every word Yuna spoke with her bright face, Cordelia flinched as if she were being stabbed with a knife.

“So don’t worry about it too much. I’m truly grateful for what you two did.”

And again, that perfectly innocent smile.

Cordelia forced an awkward “Ahaha” and quickly sent Yuder a message.

[Sh-She’s not taking a jab at us, is she?]

[Sh-She wouldn’t be that kind of person.]

Her words had a sting, but she probably didn’t mean anything by it.

Y-Yeah, that’s right.

She must have just been innocently listing the facts.

As Yuder and Cordelia exchanged awkward smiles to reassure each other, Rough Avalanche grinned and said, “Why? Shouldn’t you say that since your home is gone, there’s no danger to your home anymore?”

That guy.

He was holding a grudge.

He was still sulking (?) about his rocky mountain getting blown away.

But since it was the truth, Cordelia had nothing to say and just pursed her lips. Rough Avalanche, savoring a rare sense of victory, puffed out his chest.

But it was at that very moment.

“I suppose one could think of it that way. You are truly wise, Lord Rough Avalanche.”

“Huh?”

“Isn’t that right? If there is no home, the home cannot be in danger. What a paradigm shift.”

“No, I mean, that is…”

As Yuna spoke with her clear, innocent eyes, Rough Avalanche became flustered and stammered. Cordelia blinked.

And then, Cordelia realized.

Yuna had glanced her way and given her a subtle wink.

Ah.

As expected of Yuder’s mother.

She was fundamentally bright and cheerful, but she was also witty.

Cordelia covered her mouth with both hands and giggled, while Yuna smiled gently at the flustered, sweating Rough Avalanche.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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