Do Your Best and Regret

Chapter 75

Conrad hastily turned to the next page.

[ Dining etiquette was not elegant. Father said he had a bad appetite. You should never do that. Let's keep thinking, Olivia. Let's not make mistakes and keep doing our best. ]

The next chapter, and the chapter after that. The content was similar. It was all about beating herself up over her family's abuse. Conrad's name also appeared several times. Things he couldn't even remember were written down in detail. And then the words that followed were the same.

[Let's never do that, Olivia. Don't make mistakes, think for yourself. ]

Conrad's hands were shaking. There are five identical notebooks. So, is everything like this?

"What..."

Conrad unconsciously lost the diary in his hands. The diary that fell on the desk flipped over and the first page opened. This handwriting was badly crooked, with letters smeared here and there. However, Conrad could not bear to call this handwriting ugly.

Perhaps, the reason he came here was because the next sentence caught his eye as naturally as breathing.

[Just write it down and memorize it. Brother Conrad was like that. Just write it down and memorize it. Olivia, you can do it. ]

Conrad unconsciously bit his lip. And he remembered. He has never said such nice things to Olivia before. When he was young, he was always angry and swearing, and as he grew up, he was ignored.

The image of a small girl appeared like a blurry afterimage. And at the same time, an evil voice rang out in his ears.

"It's because of you! If you can't understand it, write it down and memorize it! Because of you! Don't stand out and live a distorted life!"

As the voice in his memory grew louder. Conrad's eyes widened. His hands were shaking. He remembered. Twelve-year-old Conrad, he was bitter and resented Olivia.

"Sorry, Brother."

And six-year-old Olivia. The image of Olivia quietly lowering her head after hearing that evil. When those hollow eyes met him, Conrad held his breath for a moment. A disaster that he hated his whole life. The sin that killed his mother and devastated this family. He had already forgotten. At that time, Olivia was only six years old. A six-year-old who writes such crooked handwriting. A little girl who followed him around with her young eyes, admiring him so much. She was a child who always followed her family with longing green eyes.

Conrad's eyes wavered aimlessly, not knowing what to do. Conrad, who kept looking elsewhere as if he wanted to run away, was frozen like ice. Of course, the place he turned his gaze to was his bedside. What was there was a small rabbit doll. A rabbit doll that, at first glance, appears to have been treasured by its owner.

It was only different in size from the rabbit doll that Jade had given Ethella as a child. It occurred to him that it had been several years since Ethella had abandoned her doll, and at the same time, a feeling so intense that it made him shudder came flooding back to him.

The more he had looked away, the sharper.

***

After it was decided that the Grand Duke and the Lady would go to the island, The Great Siege was in chaos.

"You've been here for so long that you suddenly go to the islands...!"

Packing in a hurry wasn't the problem. Not only the knights who had just completed their oath to the Young Lady, but also the vassals and maids who had become acquainted with each other, and even the servants, talked about their regrets every time they gathered together.