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Normally, it only takes a glance or two, but by now I was beyond exhausted.
I was afraid that I would completely lose consciousness if I made a wrong move, so I bit down hard and received the deposited coins.
Suddenly, my vision was illuminated by a bright light.
[System] Receiving a deposit from “Leading Bank”!
[System] Get 10% interest rate!
[System] 100 coins awarded as interest!
[System] Number of currencies currently in existence: 1102
My heart overflowed with pride for the number 100.
Although I felt very proud, my eyes gradually closed.
Increase your Luck instantly. Keep it up.
I frantically raised my luck.
clink!
clink!
clink!
While I was unconscious, there was every possibility that Viscount Lilius would engage in the war of public opinion again and suggest shooting “just one more time.”
"There's a problem with the magic tool! I didn't mean to shoot that!"
He was in a state of extreme panic, screaming at the top of his lungs.
[System] Luck penalty removed.
Was it thanks to the near-click speed?
A message immediately appeared stating that the luck penalty had been cancelled.
How welcome that message was.
That magic bow was set to fire three arrows automatically.
After the first shot hit the target, the remaining two shots were fired at separate intervals.
My calculation of time was very accurate.
Almost simultaneously with the abolition of the penalty.
blow!
blow!
The two arrows that were launched hit the apples accurately.
“…”
It was quiet.
Viscount Lilius was silent like a crushed apple.
“That smashed apple will be your future, right?”
Tedrick was a valuable addition.
Opry was very special.
The winged star orbiting above my head looked like an angel's trumpet.
In other words, the pain was so intense that I almost died.
I could have laughed on the inside, but why were the tears streaming on the outside?
It was very painful.
“Miss!”
“There's so much blood!”
"Tullia! Tullia!"
Lisien's voice echoed in my ear, not knowing if I had told him I was okay.
I suddenly lost consciousness.
* * *
“Arrow?”
Tulia’s assistant butler – Grandmother nodded with a worried expression.
“Yes, Young Master Leon.”
"and?"
“Miss Tulia has been hurt. Again.”
She was hit directly in the thigh!
Miss Tulia!
With that huge arrow!
A quiet voice carried all these shouts as a report.
“Miss is completely unconscious at the moment.”
"Is this correct?"
"…"
"Show."
A voice responds without sincerity.
It was publicly said that he collapsed and was bedridden, which was half true and half false.
It was true that Leon Fraser had already collapsed and been bedridden.
But he also had a skilled personal physician, and the medicinal herbs Tullia forced him to buy were all high-quality medicinal materials that even nobles could not afford.
Most importantly of all, Leon Fraser was a talent among talents, and had always ranked undisputedly first in the academy's sword fencing exams.
Since his core physical strength was originally formidable, he quickly got up and recovered.
Even the personal doctor was amazed by Leon's tremendous ability to recover.
'Sigh.'
Grace, Tullia's assistant in the butlers' service, was the only one who was feeling very anxious inside.
This was the first time he had entered Leon Fraser's bedroom.
Although the twins rarely came to the Grand Duchy, O'Bray did not dare to ignore them.
As proof of this, even the rug placed on the floor of Leon Fraser's bedroom was a very expensive luxury item.
This soft and delicate carpet, made of pure wool, was one of the most luxurious goods favored by the imperial nobility.
What was Leon Fraser doing sitting comfortably on such an expensive rug?
He was counting money.
Cheap copper coins made of copper, liked only by working class children.
Although some silver coins were mixed with it from time to time.
It was such a small sum that even Grand Duke Fraser's household servants did not bat an eyelid.
But why was Leon Fraser in particular suddenly focused as if this miserable sum was his entire life's wealth?
Grandma sighed privately.
“The young master is exaggerating too much.”
Of course he knew.
The fact that the relationship between Tulia and Leon Fraser was the worst.
Thanks to that, even when he came to deliver news about Tulia, he expected Leon Fraser to show a negative reaction.
But wasn't this an exaggeration?
Even when he was told that his sister had been hit by that huge arrow again, he listened very hypocritically as he squatted on the floor and counted the worthless coins.
Even he, a mere servant, was stunned.
If Miss Tulia had come here directly and received such treatment from her brother, how sad and disappointed would she have felt?
“She is a very sensitive person.”
The assistant servant Granz, who had grown fond of Tullia, stared at Leon Fraser with eyes full of resentment for no reason.
I used to think that handsomeness and popularity in high society were everything.
He acts cold-blooded towards his sister.
While I was exchanging internal conversations about everything.
“But that's not exactly a bow, is it?”
Leon Fraser suddenly spoke.
The butler's assistant hesitated and answered after a moment.
“Excuse me? Oh, it’s a magic tool… indeed.”
"right?"
Leon Fraser spoke with his usual indifferent face that revealed nothing of his inner thoughts, and seemed to care nothing.
“This magic tool is comparable to the power of a small catapult. It has much greater destructive power than a bow. Although the ones sold in the Magic Tower stores are much less lethal, it is still a higher-grade weapon than a bow.”
His voice was listless, as if he were repeating memorized facts.
Even as he spoke, Leon Fraser, unbecoming of a noble young master of the Marquis family, carefully finished counting about fourteen or fifteen copper coins and got up from his seat.
“This is fortunate.”
Did he mean that it was fortunate that the young lady was hit by an arrow?
If so, it was really too much.
No matter how bad their relationship was, they were still blood brothers!
Grandpa couldn't get angry, but he was losing all emotion towards this man named Leon Fraser who only had a gentle exterior.
It would be wise to go back now and take care of Miss Tulia.
“You should definitely bring Leon Fraser. Okay? Do you trust me? Okay? I trust you. Okay?”
That partial threat… No, after receiving Miss's desperate request, he couldn't fail to fulfill his duty as one of the Three Musketeers… No, as a servant.
“This amount is enough for a few days’ meals.”
“…?”
It happened in an instant.
Leon Fraser, who was muttering incomprehensible words, rushed out like the wind.
“Young master?!”
The grandmother panicked, so she hurriedly followed him.
Leon Fraser was already running to the far end of the corridor.
Even that figure disappeared from sight in an instant.
It was exactly in the direction leading to the forest where Miss Tullia, Young Master Lycian, and several nobles were making a commotion.
Grant regained consciousness a little too late.
As he quickened his steps, the golden bag on Grandma's chest made ringing sounds.
That was what Tullia had entrusted him with.
“If Leon Fraser refuses to come and continues to stand his ground, tell him that I will return about 30% of the money I paid for those medical materials last time. Understood?”
I was going to give him this...
It seems there is no need to give it, Miss Tulia...
Through the windows lining the corridor, Leon Fraser had already left the castle and was heading towards the forest on horseback.
The grandmothers thought it was fortunate that the siblings were siblings after all, but they relented a moment too late.
"I am waiting."
Does that make sense?
Absolutely not.
“He's not trying to secretly take the blackmailed money while Miss Tulia is unconscious, is he?”
“No, definitely not...”
Even as he shook his head slightly, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
There was that miserable scene of him collecting and counting the copper coins one by one earlier.
Tulia's distrust of Leon Fraser was already very strong.
The grandmothers could not help but suspect dishonesty.
He felt that he needed to quickly show this golden bag so that the young master would move in accordance with the miss's wishes.
Welcome!
The grandmother quickly borrowed a horse and followed her.
* * *
Darkness.
Everything has been dark since the arrow hit me.
It must be because I fainted.
If I continue to lose consciousness like this, my sincere personal doctor will do his best to treat me.
He will sprinkle a powder with narcotic effects, and use his supernatural skills with the expensive medicinal materials I received from my grandfather to make me feel as “less” pain as possible.
Adel will help diligently from the side.
She would feel anxious if she woke up late, but she would find a lot of warm soup and porridge boiling in the kitchen.
but.
I had to wake up now.
It was not yet enough to deal a strong blow.
I had to get up.
I must get up.
Even though I was severely injured and almost died, I couldn't be completely unconscious like this now.
I didn't even know I was going to pass out in the first place.
I didn't know it would hurt this much!
Wake up quickly, Han Ina!
I wake up!
But no matter how much I screamed at myself, my body did not move, as if it were tightly bound by iron chains.
Have you been seriously injured?
No matter how much he modified the magic tool, it still only received one hit.
Tullia was very difficult.
Strong enough to smile brightly like a ghost at the blond hero while bleeding after drinking a strong alcoholic beverage containing pearls.
Her words at that time were similar to that as well.
-You didn't kill me, I drank it myself.
-It's your defeat.
Now go to Kuriko, whom you love so much, and wag your tail. Like a dog in mating season.
-My corpse? If you wrap it beautifully and take it to Kuriko, she'll love it, right?
Tullia has extraordinary mental strength.
Tulia who has now become my body.
Oh, is that all?
Can't I hear because this body is not Han Ina's body?
I tried to scream hard in my mind again.
Tulia!
I wake up!
You're not done with your revenge yet!
Can you, with your hateful personality, be satisfied with just this much?!
You are the worst person in this game!
Aren't you angry that you've been cheated by those damned bastards since childhood?!
* * *
Flash.
"Oh, my God!"
The personal doctor, who was moving quickly with the medicine in his hand, was startled.
“Ah, miss?”