# Chapter 11: 11
Even in the midst of chaos, Radis's expression was serene.
But that didn't mean that serenity was something he had always had before.
She wasn't the same Radis who always had her head down, with a distracted and anxious look on her face.
At this moment, Radis was looking at Klein with his chin raised and his gaze steady.
Radis opened his lips once more.
—I'm not David Tilrod. My name is Radis.
Klein still had a dumbfounded look on his face, still not understanding the situation.
—Lady Radis, what are you doing? David's admission into the Imperial Academy is a great honor that his family should also celebrate. But you... You tore the admission certificate...!
—Mr. Klein. No, Mr. Klein Rockton.
Klein tried to continue reprimanding her, but Radis interrupted him.
—I remember you. He kindly guided me to the test site while I searched for the field where the practical test would be held. He even patted me on the shoulder after the exam.
—…
—It's not just now. Neither was David then. It was me.
Pop!
The loud noise of the stairs caught people's attention.
It was the sound of the door closing behind Jurich.
But she wasn't the only one standing there.
David was too.
David, who still didn't understand the situation, raised his voice happily with his arms outstretched.
—Yes, it's me! The beloved son of the Tilrod family, David Tilrod!
He ignored Jurich's hand even though he was supposed to accompany her. Then, down the stairs, straight to the admissions officer.
—Is he the admissions officer? Nice to meet you! Where is my certificate? Why is he so still there?
As he approached them, David saw Radis and grimaced.
-That? Why are you here? Why are you wearing my armor? Are you making a fuss?!
Radis shook his head.
-No. I'm going to my room.
-Excellent! Because today is my day!
Humming happily, David looked at Klein.
—So, my admission certificate?
On top of David's outstretched hand, Radis placed the torn piece of paper.
Pop!
This time, again it was not from Jurich.
It was the sound of the door closing behind Margaret as she stepped out.
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—Hahaha.
As if it were a sigh, Radis laughed disheartenedly.
-That…? So it was that easy?
She was remembering what had just happened in that dream of hers before she died.
And it made him remember the memories of his entire life.
Then he closed his eyes.
It was easy.
It was simple
All he had to do was stop closing his lips and eyes.
"I can't afford to die now."
Radis lay on his bed with his arms open, looking at the evening sky through the small window. His face was serene.
She never felt so relieved.
But it was strange...
The dream was not over yet.
—Crazy… bitch!
Margaret, red in the face, kicked the door and ran inside.
Radis stared at her, she was running like crazy and her forehead was wrinkled.
“Even though my life flashes before my eyes, I never want to see that again.”
—You're crazy! You can't do that without going crazy! How could you do that to your brother?
Margaret screamed at the top of her lungs.
—How can you ruin every path your brother takes? Can you still call yourself David's older sister? Do you even know what you did?! Admission has been cancelled?! And on top of that, our family has been labeled as a family that undergoes illegal testing! All because of you!!!
Radis smiled bitterly.
—Why is it my fault?
—W...what?
—It was you who asked me to do that, to take the exam instead of David. Did you even know what you were asking for? You wanted an unqualified boy to enter the academy.
Radis stood up from his seat.
His eyes were so cold that Margaret shivered.
Radis said in a stern voice.
Blinded by greed, Margaret looked at Radis with her mouth open.
But Radis did not shy away from that look.
Radis hoped that his feelings could be conveyed to Margaret if she could see beyond her own eyes.
He wanted Margaret to accept and understand what he had just said. Even if it was a dream. Even if it was just his life reflected before his eyes. I hoped Margaret would make it happen.
Then Margaret finally spoke.
—You… deserve… to die…!!
As Margaret screamed, she raised her hand.
Radis could have prevented it, but he didn't do it on purpose.
“It's just a dream anyway.”
Slap! Slap!
Valiz