FIDWTGM!

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During the dusk, Regis stood in front of the graveyard.

"Amelia." Regis, who muttered the name blankly, distorted his face in distress.

'If I had believed in you, the situation would have been better than now, right?'

Regrets about the past have always bothered Regis. Before long he brightened his eyes.

'But I'm almost there now.'

The first plan he had made was gradually being completed. But...

Greed kept rising to the appearance of his lovely daughter.

'If I confess everything, maybe you won't forgive me?'

At that time, when he felt someone's presence, Regis turned his head.

"Your Grace." There stood Viscountess Ronel holding a white lily.

"You were here again." When Regis silenced her instead of answering, she put the lily in front of Amelia's tombstone and opened her mouth.

"I have prepared everything you ordered. If you don't know, I plan to accompany the little princess all the time during the inspection." Regis, who was listening to that, replied quietly.

"Thank you."

"By the way, today I was very impressed with the Little Princess. Did you teacher her to do that?" Regis smiled at those words.

"No, she studied by herself."

"Actually, I was worried about what I could do if she wasn't ready, but that was my conclusion. I was worried because she grew up without her mother..."

"Helena." When her name was called, the Viscountess stared at him.

"Don't you think I said the wrong thing?" Then he slightly distorted his eyebrows. "Neither I nor him, I can't forgive you yet. Regis." Regis opened his mouth, looking directly into her eyes with faint anger.

"... I know." Helena silently stared at Regis and said quietly.

"But I know it's not your fault. Now, why don't you confess honestly to Little Princess?" Before long she bowed her back with an expressionless face. "Then excuse me, Your Grace." Soon after Helena left, Regis kneeled one knee and touched the lily under the tombstone. It was so soft, it was also crushed by Regis' touch.

'Am I entitled to forgiveness?'

Regis' graceful face distorted as if painful.

'Why isn't he coming?'

Marx frowned for a moment while waiting for his teacher at the meeting place.

'If you're going to do this, I'll let you spend time with Jubelian.'

Is that his purpose? For a moment, Max came up with an important fact.

'So it turns out that tomorrow is Friday?' l

Although he gave Victor the money to buy a castle and entrusted it to him, he was worried. It wasn't anything else, because it was Juvelian's birthday present.

'If you don't succeed, I'll kill you.'

For a moment, remembering Victor's face, Max looked at the door and swallowed.

'I don't think that human will come, but I'll go to Jubelian...'

[Hey, kid.]

At the sudden voice in his head, Max flinched and replied, opening his eyes sharply.

"What? Ghost."

[A ghost, what excuse me for a living person?]

At that, Max said, raising his mouth.