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Leah Levadein said.

“That’s a very funny expression.”

“… What is my expression?”

“Because it looks like he saw something he couldn’t have seen.”

“It’s not like that.”

“Really? That’s strange again. I looked in the mirror the day before yesterday and I couldn’t see my face.”

Leia Levadeine’s eyes closed.

“I am starting to realize that women who are too thin are not attractive.”

Deltan stood there for a moment and looked at Leah Levadein.

she said

“Would you like to come and sit down?”

Deltan sat next to the bed.

“Have you met Agnes?”

“Not yet.”

“I grew up again in a year. Now it will reach your solar plexus.”

“… It’s growing up quickly.”

“Right?”

Deltan couldn’t say much.

What I was looking at was her thin, thin wrist.

“Can I hold your wrist?”

“Oh my, are you doing a job? I’m married.”

“I want to do a medical examination.”

“Do you know medicine?”

“Because I live in a battlefield. A little bit.”

Leah Levadein looked at Deltan with curiosity.

Then he nodded slightly.

“Yes. Take a look. I don’t know what I can know, but…”

Deltan grabbed her wrist.

I drained the mana and examined my heart.

At that moment, Leah Levadein’s brow furrowed.

“Does it hurt?”

“… It’s frustrating.”

“Quit.”

Deltan withdrew his hand.

Only then did Leah Levadein’s wrinkles smooth out.

“How do you feel? Do you know what disease it is?”

Deltan pursed his lips for a moment, then shook his head.

It wouldn’t mean anything if I told you, so I didn’t want to plant false hopes.

“What, quack.”

Rhea Levadaine giggled.

Deltan closed his mouth and fell into thought.

It was about Mahwah.

‘… Was Mahwa descended from the maternal line?’

I still don’t know exactly what magic is.

But now there was something that was only slightly visible.

The reason was that the number of patients increased.

Isn’t it easier to judge a disease than before because there is something to compare it to?

The first difference you see.

The disease was progressing.

Even though Agnes carried Mahwa on her back for over 10 years, she never showed such a dramatic reaction.

This means that it has not progressed to the point where all lives can be eaten away in just one year.

On that subject, Leah Levadein’s magic flower was not growing properly.

As it once was, this was a problem that could be answered by thinking of the horse flower as a plant.

Mahwa is the seed and the host is the soil.

Compared to Agnes, the nutritional status of the soil called Rhea Levadeine is not good.

So where does the difference come from?

What on earth makes Agnes suitable and Leah Levadeine unsuitable?

It was also possible to infer this through clues obtained so far.

No, it was possible to infer by overturning the previous guess.

‘Spirit sensitivity.’

Mahwa is related to spirits.

This is a fact that has already been revealed.

Until now, I thought that the magic that had descended on her had increased her sensitivity, but… If we turn it around, wouldn’t we get an appropriate answer to this situation?

‘The spirit sensitivity was high, so the demon flower moved to its place. Because the soil is much better. ‘Because it’s suitable for growth.’

Considering that Leah Levadeine and Agnes were at similar levels in all factors except spirit sensitivity, it was the most plausible guess.

In the end, that’s what it means.

It is said that spirit sensitivity is Agnes’ innate talent.

“What are you thinking like that?”

“Just a lot of worries.”

“Are you facing someone who will die soon?”

“… Excuse me.”

Leia Levadaine chuckled.

Even though she was drying up like this, she didn’t look any different from usual.

“I saw Agnes the day before yesterday. He told me to get up quickly and go take care of the roses.”

“I have to shake it off and get up.”

“That’s how it should be… .”

Leah Levadeine’s eyes turned to the ceiling.

She continued with a smile that felt vaguely faint.

“… It’s not moving. The body.”

“… .”

“I can feel the end coming.”

Rhea Levadeine glanced at Deltan.

“Am I going to die soon?”

Deltan’s fingertips were shocked.

“Actually, you know. What is this disease?”

“Why do you think that?”

“You know you can’t lie, right? I feel like a person who never lies.”

It wasn’t wrong.

Deltans were people who did not feel the need to lie and hide something from others.

“I will die tomorrow.”

It was like that.

Mahwa sucked all the life force he could from Leah Levadein.

The end is tomorrow.

“I promised to go to the rose garden. I don’t think I can protect it.”

Rhea Levadeine stretched out her hand.

It overlapped Delta’s hand.

“So, Delta Inc.”

She said with a smile.

“Will you go to the rose garden with Agnes for me?”

“Will?”

“Yes, a will. You can at least do a favor for someone who is dying, right?”

This is an illusion.

Even as those thoughts were growing, Deltan asked.

“Don’t you think you want to live?”

“I want to live. How could I leave Agnes behind when she is so young?”

“But why don’t you ask me to save your life?”

“It will definitely be a painful process. To me and my family.”

Leah Levadein’s smile deepened.

“I don’t want to do that. I don’t want things to get harder because of me.”

So please.

Leah Levadein said.

Deltan nodded silently.

Haaa!

At that moment, the scenery turned upside down.

*

“Mommy!!!”

The place I opened my eyes was the rose garden.

Deltan could see Leah Levadeine lying in a coffin in the distance, and Agnes clinging to her.

Agnes cried out bitterly, showing a despair that no Deltan had ever seen before.

He was holding onto her body as if trying to keep her from falling.

However, the child’s strength is too weak.

In the end, Agnes was separated from her mother by the knights.

“I hate it!!!”

Even though I cry out earnestly with a red face, no one listens.

Deltan looked at the scene and immediately took a step forward.

It was directed at Agnes, who was dragged to the corner of the funeral home.

“Ah… .”

Some of the knights recognized the Deltans and left.

Under the shade of the rose garden, Deltan faced young Agnes.

“… Delta Inn.”

Agnes muttered absentmindedly.

The path created by the tears flowing down shined on my cheeks.

However, there seems to be no light in the eyes.

Maybe it was those tears that poured out the light in my eyes.

“Deltain… .”

Agnes came hanging.

“Mom won’t wake up. Everyone prevents me from seeing my mom. Please help me.”

He says while crying.

Deltan’s expression sank even further.

“Kid.”

“Huh? Everyone is weird. Mom decided to take care of the roses in the garden with me today… .”

Tears are flowing again.

“… Mom says I need to sleep.”

Agnes never used the word ‘death’ when referring to Leah Levadeine.

Deltan didn’t know if it was an attempt to ignore reality or if it was because it was too heavy to say out loud and couldn’t come out.

It just breaks my heart to see that.

“Kid, your mom… .”

“I don’t like it.”

Hi, Agnes hiccuped.

“I don’t want to, I’ll stay with my mom.”

“… .”

“Mom promised. You said you would live with me for the rest of your life.”

Finally, Deltan spoke something he had never heard before.

“I don’t like being alone… !”

It hasn’t changed.

The fear that this 10-year-old child had has not faded at all even after 10 years.

Deltan was finally able to see her directly.

Where does her lack of affection come from?

Why does she so refuse to allow anyone else to take her mother’s place?

Why is Lee Da-ji so obsessed with herself?

She was a slow person.

Even as time passed and everything changed, he was a person whose emotions were so slow that he could not keep up with the pace.

That’s why it can’t end with a breakup.

Because she loves her and cannot let go of even things that everyone else has forgotten, her farewell will be painful and painful to others.

The Deltans sympathized.

The body is withering away so quickly, but the mind has not yet bloomed.

Her life that had to pass away without being ripe.

So I got down on my knees.

“Kid.”

He placed his hand on Agnes’ cheek.

Even though she was still a child, Deltan was not happy to see her cry.

“You are not alone.”

“I’m alone, without my mom… .”

“No.”

Press the tear stains with the sleeve of your clothes.

He said so.

“You are not alone.”

Agnes’ cheeks trembled.

Deltan said.

It was meaningless because it was a welcome, but it was still something I wanted to say.

“It will be difficult for quite some time. It will hurt and be lonely.”

“… .”

“You may feel like you are walking down a really dark path.”

Words may not be enough to describe the 10 years she will be celebrating.

Maybe it was filled with a little more sadness that Deltans didn’t know about.

But that wouldn’t be the end.

“Still live. Then we will meet.”

Agnes asked with a trembling voice.

“… Who?”

Deltan laughed.

With the most trusting face he could.

It was an impressive smile with slanted mouth corners and sharply curved eyes.

“Me.”

“You… ?”

“Hold hard, overcome, and live. Then I will come pick you up.”

Deltan lifted Agnes’ hand and hooked her little finger.

“Because it was that kind of promise.”

Only after saying that did light seep into Agnes’ eyes.

It changed its shape into a fluffy bubble in the water, and then it caught on my eyelid and fell down.

The tears were clearer than before.

Deltan hugged Agnes.

“I guarantee it. You will be happy.”

I said my last words to the child who was sobbing silently.

“Because I will make it that way.”

It was exactly like what I was saying to myself.

Eventually, the welcome came to an end.

Everything turned into light and collapsed.

*

A different world.

Agnes described the scenery in front of her like this.

Gray towers towering high in the sky filled the entire field of view, and streetlights, which had been built on the island only after the Deltans settled in, were shining in front of them.

It’s a dark night.

Snow was crunching under my feet, and my breath was blowing out every time I exhaled.

Agnes was struck by the very unfamiliar scenery and wondered where this place was.

As she looked around, there were people with dark skin and unique features, and Agnes even speculated that she might have been sucked into an unknown world.

Agnes found it no use staying still, so she started walking.

I felt the hostile gaze of dark-skinned people.

But it was strange because it didn’t come close.

I was walking for a while.

“Etchwi!”

I heard the child coughing.

Right in front, in front of a clothing store where you can see decorated clothes beyond the glass wall.

‘Deltain?’

Black hair and black eyes.

And the physique of a child of about six or seven years old.

Nevertheless, the child had the facial features of a Delta person, as one could tell right away.