When My Enemies Began to Regret Chapter 143 - 40. About People Being Possessed (4)

It was the next day. Bael returned to the Celsius Mansion in a carriage. The doctor who brought him in told him to take absolute rest for a while because he had broken one leg and one arm, which made him have difficulty moving. Hanar asked why he was hurt, but the doctor only answered that she should hear it from himself.

 

“…”

 

Shortly after, Bael, who fainted, regained consciousness. It wasn’t a life-threatening injury, just like Carl said. When he opened his eyes, his family was gathered next to him.

 

“Honey, how did you get hurt like this?”

 

“…”

 

Hanar didn’t mention Fanora’s name because she didn’t know that Fanora had been to the town and met her father. But Fanora thought it was over from the moment the count had woken up.

 

He’ll tell everything that happened.

 

She leaned against the door and closed her eyes gently. But…

 

“It’s not a big deal, so don’t worry about it.”

 

“?”

 

Bael eventually confessed that he had been drinking alone and crashed.

 

He couldn’t bear to say anything about Fanora. First of all, he felt ashamed that he had been pushed down by that child. In addition, as he lay on the hospital bed and thought about it, he remembered the desperate look on Fanora’s face at that time.

 

How unfair it must have been for her to make such an expression. There were also a lot of regrets about him being angry in front of his daughter.

 

“…”

 

However, a person’s heart cannot be known until it is expressed. Fanora didn’t understand his intentions and only tilted her, eventually quietly leaving. Since he didn’t confess, she was relieved.

 

It’s okay since he’s not dead. He’s just a little injured. If I think about the pain I’ve suffered so far…

 

She recalled her cold, cruel thoughts she gained from her regression. But all of this was just an escape for her.

 

“…”

 

Why was she afraid that Bael might die? Wasn’t her enemy’s death something she had hoped for? She thought to herself on her way back to the room. The answer was easy to find. It wasn’t because she worried that she would be detained if someone found this out.

 

How can a person be so stupid and foolish?

 

For a moment, she held out hope that she might be able to restore her relationship with Bael. Because Bale finally recognized her as his biological daughter. She felt like she could get the kind father she dreamed of if she became a good daughter like she used to.

 

Pathetic.

 

Fanora couldn’t believe she had thought that. She was fed up with herself. In her heart, she wanted to go to the cliff again.

 

“Even after being beaten like that, I couldn’t come to my senses.”

 

But after such self-deprecation, she thought of something else.  Yesterday was so hectic, so I just passed it over, but Carl…

 

It wasn’t until this moment when the case was closed quietly that she recognized that she was out of danger thanks to Carl. If it wasn’t for him, she wouldn’t have been able to move her father to the hospital so quickly, and more than anything, Carl even seemed willing to take the blame, saying that he was the one who pushed him.

 

Just him helping me into the gambling house had already made me thankful.

 

She felt greatly grateful to Carl for helping her. These days, thanks to him, she has been able to get out of her depressed self. How should she repay this favor?

 

“Lady Fanora.”

 

Just as Fanora was still thinking of the grace she had received for Carl, the servant’s voice rang out.

 

Sitting on the bed, she looked up and looked at the tray Cecil had brought.

 

“Ah.”

 

A now-familiar object was placed on the silver tray. Fanora got up as soon as she saw the seal carved from a red gemstone. It seemed that Andras had visited.

 

What should I do? I haven’t decided what to do yet.

 

She hurriedly put on her clothes and got up from her seat. Then she asked Cecil a favor that she didn’t usually ask. “Cecil, could you please go into the kitchen right now and bake some cookies?”

 

“Cookies? What kind of cookies Lady is talking about?”

 

“Anything that tastes sweet is fine. Because the guest visiting now likes freshly baked cookies.”

 

Carl didn’t seem interested in anything other than Europa and fighting. He had no desire for wealth or power. So, to repay him, she wanted to at least match his taste, something she had found out from her previous visit.

 

“Carl, welcome. What brings you here?”

 

“I finally have free time!”

 

Not long after, Fanora entered the parlor with a basket of cookies. Recognizing the smell of freshly baked cookies, Carl smiled.

 

“What is all this? Did you just make it?”

 

“It’s okay for you to eat it all. But first of all…. it must have been very cold outside. Come and sit near the fireplace.”

 

She welcomed his visit more than ever. She brought his favorite cookies and gave him a reasonable amount of money, saying thank you for taking his father to the hospital.

 

“I don’t need money…”

 

“It’s because I feel grateful. Please accept this. I guess you paid for the carriage too, right?”

 

Carl accepted her thanks with a shy face. He was smiling brightly on the outside, but somehow, he felt sad. It was a pity that she repaid his favor by giving something like this. It was as if these cookies and money were drawing a line between them, saying he was nothing more than a contracted accomplice.

 

But Fanora had no idea how he felt. She responded to the knife in her usual manner.

 

“Thank you so much. I was distracted by the accident, but thanks to you, I got out of it without anyone suspicious of me.”

 

“How is the Count’s condition?”

 

“He came to his senses… But he has to stay in bed until his bones heal.”

 

Perhaps Carl really had free time to visit, and he didn’t ask any particular important questions after that. He just talked about the weather today and that he saw a chubby stray cat on the way.

 

No matter how much he leaves his family to find the mastermind behind his kidnapping, he’s the vice-commander of the knight division.

 

As they were having this daily conversation, Fanora suddenly felt worried. So she carefully brought out the words she had been thinking about. “Carl, but… wouldn’t it be a hassle to come here every time? You’re an important member of the imperial knights. I think you must be busy.”

 

“Yes?”

 

Then Carl shook his hands in surprise. “N-no! I’m not busy!”

 

He gulped down the cookies he was eating and continued. “Unlike the head of the family, I’m only the vice-commander in the title. It’s like some kind of decoration. It was a lie when I said I would be busy starting this year.”

 

“Eh? Really?”

 

“That’s… I’m not good at coming up with strategies… and I’m weak at seeing the situation of the war… The matriarch sees me like that and curses me every day, asking how I can be so stupid.”

 

Carl soon smiled with a shy face. It seemed that he was embarrassed to tell Fanora about his private life.

 

“Anyway, since I come from the marquis family, I easily got the position of vice-commander. The actual vice-commander is someone else.”

 

“I see. There’s a separate person in charge.”

 

“I’m totally a scarecrow~ So if there’s no king’s orders, I have a lot of free time.”

 

He explained his situation at length. Excluding the fact that he was busy from dawn to morning because of conducting basic training for the knights. If she knew my real schedule, she would definitely not let me come to visit her anymore.

 

Why does love make people so ugly? Fanora didn’t seem to need his encouragement anymore, and yet Carl lied because of his desire to come and see her.

 

“I see.”

 

Fortunately, Fanora seemed to believe everything he said. She nodded and took the baked cookies. After a brief pause, Carl started talking again.

 

“Ah, right. I think I’ll take a vacation next time… This time, I’ll take you to a better place. I found a flower garden that you might like, Lady Fanora.”

 

“Flower garden?”

 

“It was built by scholars for research purposes, and they raise a lot of interesting insects.”

 

She felt comfortable spending time with him. Her anxious feelings slowly subsided as she looked at Carl’s friendly eyes.

 

“…Does Carl like insects too?”

 

“I like things like rhinoceros beetles. I think the shell is cool.”

 

While he was busy, she suddenly asked him to go to a gambling house with her, and even when she had an accident, he volunteered to clean up after her, which caused a lot of trouble. Nevertheless, Carl was still kind.

 

“…”

 

Fanora put down the teacup she was drinking on the table with the sound of tak.

 

Do I think this is strange because I have a twisted personality? She looked down at her teacup for a long time. She then glanced at the smiling face of the red-haired man and tilted her head to one side.

 

Is Carl this kind to everyone? Fanora began to question his kindness these days.

 

“Lady Fanora!”

 

“Ah, yes? Why?”

 

While she was briefly lost in thoughts, Carl called her as if he had something to say. She stuttered and answered awkwardly, but he didn’t pay it any mind.

 

“I forgot to tell you this.”

 

“Speak.”

 

“Your younger brother’s birthday banquet. Lady Fanora, are you going too? Well, it’s going to be held soon, right?”

 

Birthday banquet? Fanora looked surprised when an unexpected topic of conversation came up. It was rare for Carl, who wasn’t interested in society, to bring up the banquet first.

 

Now that I think about it, it’s around Purson’s birthday. When Purson’s story came out, her face was naturally frowned upon. She spoke coldly, looking as if she had chewed a bug. “I never told you, but actually, my entire family are enemies of my life.”

 

“Ah, I see.”

 

“When Purson’s birthday banquet comes, I will pass it. But why are you asking about this?”

 

Carl’s expression dimmed when she revealed that she had no intention of attending the banquet.

 

“Well, I’m going to that birthday banquet.”

 

“What?!”

 

“Still… I thought it would be okay if Lady Fanora was there…” He quickly looked away.

 

Fanora was quite taken aback by his words. Why would Andras’s third son celebrate the birthday of a lowly b*stard like Purson?

 

“Why are you going to Purson’s birthday banquet?”

 

When Fanora asked in a nervous tone, he answered obediently.

 

“The Countess sent an invitation to me.”

 

Countess… I guess you sent the invitation to all the high-ranking people who are associated with me.

 

She has been quietly locked up in the annex, and while being punished, she prepared a luxurious banquet for her son’s birthday?

 

Fanora pondered for a moment whether to set fire to Purson’s birthday banquet.

 

“You should refuse that kind of thing right now.”

 

She said there was no need to worry about the Celsius family and encouraged him not to attend it.

 

“I can’t do that.”

 

But Carl explained in an unwilling manner the reason why he should attend Purson’s birthday banquet, sweeping his back neck.

 

“The invitation happened to arrive when my whole family was gathered.”

 

“What’s wrong with that?”

 

“Since the matriarch has always been displeased with my lack of involvement in society…”

 

Sigh. He let out a long sigh and shook his head. It seemed like he attended this birthday banquet because he didn’t want to.

 

“If I don’t go to this birthday banquet, they will cut off my budget.”

 

“…”

 

“I’m helping my sister-in-law’s life. If I run out of money, she’ll be in big trouble! So I decided to just go to the banquet.”

 

It was a profitable decision if he could keep his one-year budget by just participating in a banquet. Fanora fully understood that, but she didn’t look good.

 

His sister-in-law’s living funds.

 

She tilted her teacup and thought deeply about something alone. However, she didn’t immediately say what she had in mind.