chapter 1 my family survives

...My younger brother Franz was also ruined at the boarding school....

...Fortunately, Franz returned home, but during the tea time of the troubled family it quickly turned into a heavy atmosphere....

...“It’s nothing special. It was a perfume bottle. I want to see Hertz…”...

...Franz, who turned fifteen this year, worked tirelessly as if nothing had happened to him. However, he was not making any eye contact with any of our the family members....

...She smiled bitterly and tried to lighten the heavy atmosphere....

...“Yeah, I’ve been out of town for a long time, and I miss my house. Isn’t that right?”...

...However, the crumpled beauty of Marquis Vesta did not know what had happened. *...

...“I don’t know what happened, but it’s not good to leave without permission. Go ahead and return to the dorm”, said our Father Marquis Vesta calmly. At this time, I was probably the only person who saw Franz’s eyes shaking....

...Franz opened his mouth, struggling barely with a trembling chin....

...“Father! I’ll go back after a little while. Heh, I’m worried about Hertz’s health. Also, I’m looking at work while I’m home… “...

...The face of the father, who had no choice, was a spectacle....

...“Don’t worry, the cat is being taken care of by the deacon. Do not let me send a messenger to the Kratier boarding school.”...

...As if he had nothing more to say, my father rose from his seat....

...“Oh, Father! I’ll stay a little bit. Please… .”...

...Despite Franz’s begging, his father turned coldly....

...Then I saw it. Franz’s slender wrists hidden by the sleeves of his uniform, which followed his father’smovement. My brother’s wrist was stained with blue bruises....

...Franz, who noticed my gaze, hurriedly lowered his sleeve and tried to hide the wounds. The hands of my younger brother shivered....

...If I remain silent here, Franz will return to the Kratie Boarding School. And it will all happen as told in the story. And our family…...

...“Franz, would you like to take off your clothes for a second?”...

...I put the mug down and ordered my younger brother with a sweet face....

...“Sister? Oh, why my clothes?”...

...Franz stepped back with his arms around his chest. I grabbed a mug and glanced at the servants who were waiting at the door. They approached Franz in a hurry....

...“Sorry, Master.”...

...He bowed his head to Franz and began to take off his jacket of the Kratier boarding school uniform....

...“Take off all your shirts.”...

...“Oh no, don’t do this!”...

...Despite Franz’s shout, the servants took off Franz’s uniform....

...When his ***** upper body was revealed, the Marquis and Marquess of Vesta were shocked....

...This is because Franz’s body was spotted with wounds and bruises. Some bruises appeared on the previous day, turned red, some turned purple, and some turned black because or dried blood. They were all done by the same cadets....

...“Argh, Franz!”...

...The mother’s screams echoed....

...Perhaps this is the time when Franz is the most bullied in the boarding school....

...The mother was shocked by her son’s wounds and began to weep....

...“What are all these wounds? Who did it?”, asked the furious Marquis of Vesta Franz....

...“Please tell me from which house children are!”...

...But Franz shook his head and said nothing....

...“You dare to make my son look like this. I’ll go to Kratier right away.”...

...Franz bent on his knees and prayed to the ancestors of Marquis Vesta....

...“No, please don’t. Father, please!”...

...Franz’s begging made his father frown....

...“You guys are really …. Why didn’t you use [Shuette]? If you had used [Shuette], it wouldn’t have happened!”...

...Franz bowed his head like a sinner and said nothing....

...“Stop it, honey! To a scarred child… .”...

...Her mother hugged Franz’s slender torso....

...The child who will be the successor of the Vesta family was being bullied by the students at the boarding school....

...He sighed and began to smoke again, which had been suspended for a while....

...At this moment, if it weren’t for me, the scars on Franz’s body would not have been revealed to my parents....

...Franz would have spent the night at home, as if nothing had happened....

...And after that he would have controlled his emotions and returned to the Kratie boarding school....

...At least that was the future I knew. But it shouldn’t have been that way....

...For Franz, for my family, and for myself....

...I tried a second intervention, holding on to the moment that was going as it was originally. My heart was pounding with fear of the future....

...“Father, mother! I have something to tell you...

...When I raised my voice, my parents looked at me....

...I got up from my seat, picked up Franz jacket from the floor and covered him with it. I didn’t want to see his wounded body for too long, it’d hurt my heart....

...“Frantz doesn’t seem to fit in with the Kratier Academy.”...

...I took a deep breath and delivered my intention clearly....

...“You know, Franz is a born scholar. I’m not against becoming a knight myself.”...

...“Kyla, I understood what you are trying to say.”...

...But my father sighed and refused to listen to me: “But Franz is the official heir to our family. The Kratier Academy is an Imperial institution. If you are the heir to lead the family, you’ll have to graduate from the Academy be recognized as the successor and to be granted the title”...

...I knew you’d say that. But I didn’t intend to step down from here either....

...“The Guardian of the Yellow Knights has produced a lot of female knights. The same goes for our Vesta family. So I can do it.”...

...It was an impulsive decision. But it wasn’t the case that there weren’t any women in the history of the Vesta family. I reminded my father of that fact....

...“Kyla, you should have been trained as a kid to become a knight. But you’ve never even held a sword.”...

...As my father said, I, Kayla Vesta, have never held a sword in the seventeen years I have lived, let alone a long one....

...“Kyla Vesta was.”...

...This is the last thing in my life.*...

...“Frantz, tell father clearly. Do you want to be a knight or do you want to become a scholar?”...

...My father’s fierce eyes turned to Franz. Franz, who was was already timid at this point, was completely discouraged now....

...I poked Franz in the ribs and whispered to him: “Frantz, think of the things I have always told you abaout.”...

...There was a story I have told Franz about for the last three years since I entered this world....

...“You really want to become a knight like father wants you to?”...

...“There are times when we need to kill people.”...

...“You don’t like using violence.”...

...Franz had a nature that fits perfectly with ‘Sung Seon Seol’....

...I kept scratching and touching Franz’s weak point, pointing out what he really wanted. Franz’s ultimate desire, which had stayed suppressed in the original work....

...“You like to see birds in the woods. You said your dream is to observe wild birds.”...

...“You said all day long that there’s a lot you want to read and study.”...

...“You said you wanted to live in peace?”...

...Franz’s lips quivered finely....

...“Live the life you want to live.”...

...Franz, who has never disobeyed his parents’ wishes; Franz the good son, who loves his family and feels rewarded when helping the compassionate and weak. So retired Franz....

...Even in the original work, he couldn’t properly resist the bad guys and just suffered instead....

...“Ah, Father, I…”...

...My parents’ eyes turned to Franz’s mouth....

...“As my sister said, a scholar… I want to become one.”...

...“… Franz.”...

...For Franz, who had never disobeyed his father, this one time required an enormous amount of courage....

...I smiled and Franz, who seemed relieved at first, was now shivering. This is because Franz’s eyes finally met our parents properly....

...In fact, until Franz returned home, he couldn’t even change his fate or the future....

...I whispering sweet words to Franz for the last three years because I pitied him so much....

...I wanted to let you know that Franz, who works hard for the sake of his family, has other choices as well. That’s it. *...

...But witnessing the blue bruise on Franz’s body myself changed my mind. If it had continued, Franz would be humiliated even more....

...And my family, including me, would walk the path of extinction....

...“And once again, I want to become a knight, Father.”...

...I delivered my will clearly to my father....

...“Dear parents, have I ever been a burden to you?”...

...Neither father nor mother could answer my question....

...In my memory of Kayla Vesta, Kayla was always mature and responsible. She’s a god big sister who always gave way to her younger brother. She had always been weak against her brother....

...“I didn’t know… you wanted to beome a knight so badly. But Kyla, after the coming-of-age ceremony, it will be hard for you to change your path.”...

...My father’s expression has changed....

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