# Chapter 54: 54
Radis rubbed his skin to wash away the dried blood.
Then, smooth skin could be seen.
Radis was shocked to see that and looked at her body.
—Did I become immune to the miasma? Is that even possible?
No matter how low-ranked the monsters she faced before, being as covered in their blood as she was, she should have felt some symptoms of their toxicity. But I didn't feel anything.
—Is it because I'm eating and resting properly?
Radis had no desire to suffer from miasma poisoning in this life.
Therefore, if necessary, he planned to sell his magic stones and go to a temple to receive a purification ceremony.
However, strangely, he could not feel any adverse effects of the miasma.
—Yes, I think it's really because I've been eating and resting well.
Sitting in the tub, Radis smiled happily.
Then he remembered Berry from the night before, who hinted at today's snack.
—But what is a banoffee pie?
Brendon's desserts were so new to her, but they all had one thing in common: they were delicious to the point of making her rationality disappear.
After emptying a plate and washing it down with a cup of black tea, I felt like I had been reborn.
Perhaps sweet desserts were as effective as a priest's purification ceremony.
Unable to take it anymore, Radis got up from his bathroom.
—Ah, I can't take it anymore! I'm hungry…!
After meticulously drying himself and dressing again, he mounted his horse and headed back to Marquis Russell's mansion.
However, when Yves Russell heard that Radis had gone out at night again unaccompanied, he exploded in a fit of rage. But Allen stopped him, saying that he should not wake Radis.
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—My God, my God!
Early one morning, Jurich woke up suddenly, startled by the sound of agonized sighs coming from the other room.
-Mother?
Jurich carefully opened the door to his parents' bedroom.
In her nightgown, Margaret was sitting on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.
Her hair was a mess and her night cap was thrown to the side. The entire time, his mouth was slightly open and his eyes were not focused.
Seeing his mother like this, Jurich's heart sank.
-Mother!
Jurich ran straight to Margaret and hung onto her lap.
Because Jurich dropped down so hard, Margaret's protruding chin trembled, and Jurich was surprised to see that. But no, maybe that wasn't the cause.
—Mom, mom! What's wrong, mom?
—…that man…
—Mom?
—That damn man took the money again…!
Margaret wrapped both hands over her face.
—That rotten man! AAHH, that man should have broken his neck, not his leg in that accident! Damn Tilrod! Useless for anyone!
Hearing her mother's outburst, Jurich felt so shocked that it was as if she had been struck by lightning. Jurich was also a Tilrod.
If Margaret had had a modicum of rationality at that moment, she would have seen Jurich's expression.
However, Margaret was so beside herself with anger that she didn't see how he broke her daughter's heart.
For no reason left, his mouth fired one curse after another.
—It is a completely hopeless family from the beginning. Nothing more than dogs with the honor of being contributors to the foundation of the empire. This shitty house that has nothing but pride! That scoundrel Zade is the same. He can't even use both legs, but what? Do you live in two houses? Immortal love, my damn shoes! May lightning break it!
Margaret's unfocused gaze slowly moved toward Jurich.
And finally he said something that should never have been said.
—If it weren't for you...!
Trembling for the words, Jurich simply collapsed right there.
Jurich's lips trembled and silent tears flowed from his green eyes.
For a moment, Margaret regained some sanity at the sight of her daughter's tears.
However, it wasn't enough to pull the girl up, apologize, or take back her words.
At that time, she sincerely wished she didn't have children.
"I shouldn't have given birth to you." When I noticed that slut from the flower shop, I should have returned to the Cowen family back then. AAHH! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here!
Margaret pulled her hair with all her might.
—They ruined my life! They tied ME to this disgusting Tilrod family!
Jurich began to bite the tips of his fingers.
—I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me, mom...
Hearing Jurich's broken pronunciation, Margaret looked up from her hunched posture.
And seeing how his daughter sobbed while biting her fingers, he hugged her.
Valiz