READ NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 114
Mirania set out to find out what was going on.
The servants were eager to answer whatever she asked.
“What happened to Grecan?”Although they kept their mouths shut, uncomfortable with such a delicate question.
‘At least I have a general idea of the situation.’
And that was enough to leave Mirania flabbergasted and dazed.
‘I can’t believe it’s been a hundred years, and the world has changed so much?’
But she couldn’t argue with that, because none of the servants in this room were human. They are all beastmen.
Outrageous. There was no other word to describe what she felt.
As she stares at the servant, she wonders if she’s misunderstood it, and nervously ducks their heads.
“Oh, no,”she says, her voice weak and soft.
“Then how long have you been working here?”She was inclined to be generous with the weak, and since the servant in front of her was the most explanatory of the servants, she didn’t want to frighten her.
The servant looked somewhat relieved.
“When I came of age, I was chosen by Lord Hakan. I’m good at anything he asks me to do.” “Hakan?”To my confusion, the servant quickly explained.
“He’s the master’s trusted henchman.” “He’s not human, then?” “Of course not. He’s a Zoin. He’s in charge of most of the servants and knows everything, so they all have to listen to him. Ah, of course, you’re the exception to the rule! Since Master is so fond of the Lady, Hakan will follow you.”‘Lady…’
Mirania was disturbed by the title, a title she had never heard before, or ever before, nor did she think she would ever hear again.
“Master is very frightening, but he is a great man.”When the servant wondered why she had been brought there, she sang Grecan’s praises.
“He’s scary, but he’s very, very handsome, and he’s scary, but he doesn’t beat you or anything like that.” “…” “Although he kills easily…”Mirania clicked her tongue as the bright-faced servant trailed off.
Every single servant here was extremely afraid of Grecan, no matter what kind of mad wolf he was.
Mirania wondered if Grecan was whipping the servants at night.
Luckily, Grecan stuck to her room most of the time, like a bear hiding a honey jar, putting an end to her suspicions.
The conclusion,
‘She must have gone crazy.’
That’s all she could think.
In Mirania’s mind, Grecan was an annoying, but, to put it mildly, cute kid, not the scary thing they were making him out to be.
Still, she couldn’t stand to listen to her singing praises to him, so she dismissed it with a moderate order.
“I think it’s time we left.” “Yes, it has been an honor to serve you, my beloved deity of the glittering webs!”The servant left with a strange parting comment.
Mirania lay sprawled on her bed.
While she had been unconscious, the world had changed so completely that it was safe to say the earth and sky had turned upside down.
She had gotten a general idea of what was going on, but felt frustrated.
‘I haven’t learned the important things.’
For example, about the dark people and the bats, the witches and the fairies.
—I know they were driven back to the Great Land. —I thought they were forced to move to a smaller area. —The Dark Ones? I’ve never heard of them.There’s nothing for me.
‘I guess I’ll have to go to the continent myself. Shall we try to convince him?’
Ugh. I shook my head. The way he’s acting, he’s going to say all sorts of things.
‘I catered to him when he was a cub, and now I have to do the same for him when he’s a grown man.’
Despite those feelings, I have no choice but to do so, given my weak magic.
Even if I had full magic power, I wouldn’t be able to deal with Grecan.
‘How is this possible, he’s become even more monstrous than in his previous life?’
I’ve heard unbelievable things about how he stood on top, defeating all-powerful beings with his strength.
Furthermore, the current human emperor was just a puppet that Grecan put up as an example.
—I don’t know what he’s grudge is, but he hated the royal family. I’m sure he set up the emperor more to spite them than to honor them.The servant said with an unconfident tone.
—There’s also a story that it’s because the human imperials harmed a woman the master cared for a long time ago, but I don’t know exactly, and there’s no one to ask but the master himself.Mirania sighed in frustration.
If what the servant said was true, did it mean that all of Grecan’s behavior was because of her?
‘Is this how he thinks of me, bastard…’
Grecan’s teeth clenched in frustration.
She was tossing and turning on the bed as she patted her heaving chest.
Mirania had reached the end of the bed and was about to turn to the other side.
Grit—Mirania stopped moving. Still on her stomach, she turned her head slightly.
Her expression turned grim as she saw Grecan enter through the open door.
Inside, she had a million things to say have you been doing, get me out of here, everything- but she swallowed them down.
Grecan sat back in his chair and stared at her, whether Mirania did or not.
She could feel his gaze on her cheek.
Mirania’s calm face frowned slightly.
‘You’re being a nuisance.’
Grecan sometimes, or almost always, barged in like this.
It wasn’t like he had any particular agenda. He’d just sit in his special chair and stare. Sometimes his eyes would flicker.
Mirania couldn’t help but feel puzzled by his gaze, as if he was looking at something very precious.
“If you have nothing to say, please leave.”Grecan’s spirits sank at the cold tone of her voice.
“You’re still not over your anger.” “…” “But I want you to remember this. I’ve been waiting… waiting for Mirania to return to me.” “…” “Because I will never allow Mirania to be in danger, no matter who it is.” “…” “…In case you’re bothered, I’ve given the gatekeepers the times for your walks, so you should be able to make it in time.”Mirania didn’t answer until the end.
Finally, with a sigh, Grecan stood up and left the room at a slow pace.
“It’s not like I’m a pet squirrel, and it has its own time to go for walks.”Despite much huffing and puffing and tongue-lashing, Mirania was tired of being in her room, and she made up her mind to leave the crystal room.
She was forced to leave, but her grumblings were incessant, as she was not allowed to go for a walk at the time set by Grecan.
Mirania stopped complaining when she reached the well-appointed backyard and took a good look around.
Unlike animals, plants were supposed to be silent, but they were actually more talkative than animals.
The slightest breeze, the scent of a flower, the chatter of a million things.
Mirania shook her head.
“I’ve gotten nothing but glowing praise for this place, and it looks like it’s just been turned into a flower garden.”The plants continued to chatter.
{Thirsty. I’m thirsty. When are you going to water me? It’s not raining, you’re not watering me, and if you’re going to do this, put me back where I belong.} {I can’t believe you’re putting me in here like this, my roots are wiggling all over the place.} {Uh-oh, the mites! I’m itching like crazy.} {There’s a mole living under the roots. It keeps gnawing on the roots. Oh, my poor thing.}Mirania frowned slightly and muttered, “
I’m afraid the caretaker of the flower garden is not a very attentive person.”She had come here to cheer up, but in this situation, she felt like she was only going to make herself feel worse.
In the end, Mirania took the time to address the plants’ complaints.
She had her servants bring in tons of water and pour it over the thirsty plants, steadied the swaying trees, repelled the mites, and compromised with the moles so that they would no longer nibble at the roots.
{Oh, thank you. Witch.} {I think I’ll live now, please come here often.} {We’ll be quiet, so you can rest easy.}Her frustration settled, and Mirania took a seat under the largest oak tree in the backyard.
Because of its size, it was the most vibrant tree.