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Lisian's room was surprisingly ordinary.
That is, its size was similar to the size of the room that Tulia had recently acquired.
Although the Marquis neglected them just as much, Lycian's influence could not be compared to someone like Tullia.
So if he had made just one request, O'Prey or Viscount Lilius would have hastily prepared for him the best and most luxurious room.
Lycian appears to have stayed in this room which Aubray had given him as a symbolic gesture without any objection.
From childhood until now.
“Anyway, he didn't come to the main castle very often.”
A place where people don't frequent can create that unique haunted atmosphere, no matter how much decorating or heating you do.
Things like comfort or warmth, for example.
However, as befits the room of a young noble master, it was elegant and clean when she entered the living room.
There was a strange smell.
Typically, you would expect fragrant floral or fruity scents to be prevalent in upscale neighborhoods…
Why does it smell like medicinal substances?
Recently, after finding myself surrounded by medical materials against my will, I could easily notice this medicinal smell.
This is a medicinal substance that helps with healing.
“And he's very strong too...”
This was the medical substance that my personal doctor tried to get me to take once a day.
But it was truly a bittersweet experience.
It looked like pastry, but once chewed, its terrible bitter taste would bring tears to the eyes.
Nausea was a bonus.
Rather, her name was Lucium, which means “bitter.”
I could barely eat half the length of my index finger daily.
However…
“…Lizian?”
Lysiane always maintained an upright and elegant posture.
The beautiful boy who stuttered while speaking, yet his beautiful face often blushed.
The real hero of this work is the man who most represents the man with a pure heart.
That lycian…
He was eating leucium.
That indescribably bitter herb, which tasted like poison.
The sight of Lycian sitting on the living room sofa, constantly shoving the medicinal substance Lucium into his mouth, seemed so surreal.
Of course, even that appearance looked elegant and majestic, perhaps because of his aura of beauty.
But it was strange nonetheless.
This behavior, which seemed urgent, was completely foreign to him.
“...Tullia?”
He swallowed the medicinal substance of the Lucium medicine that he was pushing into his mouth, and stood in amazement.
“Lee, Liziane.”
There was no change in expression, or rather, there was a change.
But it was not a face convulsed with pain due to taking medicinal substances once like me, but rather a face that was surprised by my sudden entry.
Light green eyes look at me with the same amount of emotion.
I was the one stuttering during my question.
“Or is this not Lucium?”
Could it be a similar type of chocolate candy?
Lysiane hesitated for a moment before answering.
...Is it possible that Lycian has lost his sense of taste?
“Doesn’t it taste bitter?!”
“…It is bitter.”
“But you eat it as a snack?!”
I hurried over and snatched up the basket containing the leucium medicinal materials to examine.
It was already two-thirds empty.
“Sue, surely you are not seriously ill somewhere?”
Did he suffer a massive internal injury or wound that required him to endure this gustatory torture?
But there was no personal doctor in the room. Lycian's outward appearance looked good.
“It's not like that.”
"it's not?"
“Today, there is an emergency meeting held.”
“Yes yes.”
“I, I am obliged to sit as my father’s representative and bear witness constantly...”
As he spoke, Lycian's neck and cheeks gradually reddened.
Yes.
So that was why he was chewing this horrible tasting medicinal substance all day long.
Since it was an important meeting, many nobles attended it.
As the Marquis's heiress, Lycian was to hold a very high position, perhaps higher than that of Count Nigella Fraser or Viscount Lilius.
From there, he will do his best to protect Leon Fraser and me.
That's why he hated himself for stuttering.
To relieve his stuttering, even if just a little, he would constantly push that indescribably bitter medicinal substance, known as “Lucium,” into his mouth without stopping.
“…”
“…Lizian.”
"Yes."
After I called his name, I couldn't say anything else because my throat was choked.
Lycian was similar in not asking why I was calling him.
A somewhat desolate silence prevailed between us.
At that moment, Lysiane felt ashamed.
For him, who considered his condition to be a flaw, this current situation was extremely devastating to his pride…
However, Lisian honestly told me why she chewed the medicinal substance Lucium without hiding anything.
That was just consideration.
For his younger sister who was horrified to see him frantically chewing Lucium pills without explanation.
…for me.
Lizanne always leaves me speechless.
I bit my lip hard before asking.
“If you take this amount of this medical substance... will it have any effect? Even temporarily?”
“I, I don't know.”
“…”
“So far, nothing at all… nothing.”
“…”
“Since I was a kid, no matter what I eat.”
“…”
“I'm always like this. I'm using it, it's useless.”
The faint smile betrayed false modesty.
He says it's useless, for now.
Strength entered my hands as I held the basket.
“If you are useless, brother.”
“…hmm?”
“Then everyone in this world is completely useless.”
“Completely useless?”
"Yes. Not just useless. Completely useless."
“…”
“That's what they'll really be like...”
Lycian frowned slightly.
“Tulia. This kind of language is not noble, at all.”
“What can I do when I get angry?”
I didn't know that such whiny words would come out of my mouth as well.
However, the faint smile on Lisian's lips was very mature.
To the point that this made me act uncharacteristically complaining and angry.
“It's okay. Tulia.”
The eyes staring at me were warm and gentle like the touch of a spring day.
“I, I.”
“…”
“It is my duty to protect you all.”
“…”
“Be that as it may, because I am the eldest...”
“…”
“I'm your big brother, bro. And Leon is his big brother, bro.”
“…”
But Lysiane is still young, too.
He is only seventeen years old, and is just a student enrolled in the academy.
While our uncles, who are twice our age, desperately try to eat us.
“Don't eat that thing, Lycian.”
I snatched the basket away. Know. Lycian doesn't stuff his mouth with this bitter thing all day because he wants to eat it too.
"I know you're nervous. But you're wrong about something, brother."
“What, what part?”
She chewed on the medicinal substance “Lucium” in a manner very similar to a character from a story chewing bear bile.
It tasted so terrible that tears pooled in my eyes, but thanks to that, my mind became completely clear.
I opened my eyes wide and said.
“Family members are obligated to protect each other.”
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