My Magic Tools Are Selling Too Well - My Magic Tools Are Selling Too Well chapter 43

43 – Anti-Venom (5)

It’s a pretty bad nightmare.

Delia Bluecliffe wanted to believe that.

It has already been 4 years since my mother passed away from Venom Arcus poison during the Asmodian War.

Addicted to the devil’s poison.

At that diagnosis, all priests gave up on their mother as one.

Without even trying to find out what kind of poison it was, without even trying to cast an antidote magic.

Dad hated them, and Delia hated the world that made them all.

The fact that I stopped trusting people easily after that day.

The fact that I trusted and followed my only family, my father.

The senior who treated morphine’s mother without a price…

What was not understood.

It was because they hated the world that watched their mother’s death.

However, the world was trying to take even the one remaining family.

‘Dad… It couldn’t have been.’

Delia didn’t want to believe it.

That my dad did such an irresponsible thing.

For having acted for one’s own ends and not considering others.

He is a blunt but warm person.

He is a hard-headed person, but he has his own convictions.

Delia loved her mother more than herself, but…

A gentle man who loved one so much,

He couldn’t have done something like that to hurt people.

But in the back of my heart, I already knew.

That my father, who lived through a terrible tragedy, created another tragedy.

‘It’s just… It’s a bad nightmare.’

I couldn’t stand it if I didn’t believe it.

The investigator who told me the news of my dad told me to prepare my mind.

Even if extenuating circumstances were met, at least life imprisonment would not be avoided.

But if you prepare your mind, will your emotions change?

Will the ripples in my heart that are already rushing wildly like a torrent have subsided?

A father who indirectly murdered countless people…

Will I be able to understand?

Delia wanted to stop thinking about it all.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt like I was breaking myself.

this is just a nightmare

It’s just a bad nightmare.

I wanted to think so.

‘senior… .’

Suddenly, a person appeared in Delia’s mind.

A senior who always showed me the right path and gave only reasonable advice.

A senior who I thought I could trust for the first time besides my dad.

Sacher Philip.

I wanted to ask him

What should I do with myself now?

Which way to walk is the correct answer.

And if you go that way…

Will this boiling wave of emotions subside?

Delia’s thought flooded her, and she set out to search for him aimlessly.

* * *

The classroom was silent.

Because I had been asleep for so long, I couldn’t tell if it was day or night outside.

All you can hear is Delia’s small breathing.

Looking at her blank face, I spoke cautiously.

“What about classes?”

“… It’s over.”

I turned my head for a moment and looked at the clock in the classroom. It was already close to 5:00.

One hour before going to work at the Alchemy Shop.

Fortunately, I had some time to talk to her.

“Did you eat?”

“… Is it dinner?”

“lunch.”

“… … .”

Delia’s head was lowered slightly.

It’s been this long and I haven’t eaten lunch yet…

I could understand Delia’s lack of appetite, but I felt a bitter and regretful feeling first.

Even I, who was only a student, was greatly shocked, but she, who was a daughter, was shocked.

Even the investigation is not over, so there is no way to know what kind of punishment Professor Bluecliffe will receive.

In such a lonely situation, her anxious state of mind was perhaps natural.

“I need to eat.”

“… I have no idea.”

“Wait a minute.”

A crackling sound echoed through the classroom.

After taking out my bag and rummaging for a while, I took out two well-wrapped breads.

It was my dinner, which I often ate as a substitute for rice because of the ambiguous working hours of the alchemy shop.

“ruler. Eat this too.”

The hand that handed the bread was colorless, and Delia’s head was shaken heavily.

I didn’t give up and calmed her down slowly.

“You can’t speak well when you’re hungry… . Aren’t you here to talk to me? Then let’s eat and talk, we.”

“… … .”

Delia, who was still looking at the bread, slowly reached out her hand.

Then he opened the wrapper and started eating the bread.

“The taste is fine. It’s something I buy every day at my regular store.”

nodding-

Seeing Delia shaking her head up and down, she took a breath.

Maybe if I eat something delicious, the gloomy thoughts will go away a little bit.

If I had known it would be like this, I would have bought more varieties… I thought.

But at some point

Suddenly she eats the bread faster.

Something was strange, so I turned my head…

Tears flowed from Delia’s eyes.

Even though I was eating something, I didn’t feel like I was eating.

It must have been difficult to bear the sadness that was already welling up to the tip of his chin.

And wanting to hide it, he kept eating bread.

Seeing that pitiful sight, I sighed.

I didn’t give you bread for this.

“Delia.”

Delia’s watery eyes turned to me.

in her little eyes.

It was a mixture of confused emotions, as if he didn’t know what to do.

“Do you hate Dad?”

“… … !”

Delia’s eyes widened slightly.

I tilt my head a little more

He looked at her and spoke.

“just. The reason our foxtail suddenly came to my classroom was because he wanted to ask about it. Before I tell you what I think, I want to hear what Delia thinks.”

Delia put down the bread she was eating.

Then he slowly opened his mouth.

“… yes. I hate you so much. Now I hate my father to the point of death… I hate you very much.”

“why?”

“You killed and injured too many people. Because I want to avenge my mother… . Morphine too… Morphine’s mother had such a hard time, after all, it was because of her father.”

That’s right.

Because of the double gate that Professor Bluecliffe forcibly opened, the Venom Arcus poison that flowed from the entrance of the dungeon poisoned all the workers at the Mana Stone Factory.

It is Professor Bluecliffe’s fault that the party of warriors died and the innocent citizens of the Empire died.

Even if you claim that, you can never refute it.

However, in Delia’s voice, there was a mix of guilt and pain that I didn’t know why.

I asked quietly, just in case.

“Delia. You don’t think it’s your fault that the morphine house was difficult, right?”

Delia didn’t answer.

However, he was just fiddling with the bread he had just eaten.

“… I don’t think there is.”

“under. Why?”

How could that be Delia’s fault.

I expected it, but I felt my head hurt from the absurd answer.

“… Because I am my father’s daughter. Given the surname Blue Cliff, am I not to some extent responsible for my father’s actions after all?”

“I don’t understand at all. Delia, you didn’t even know your dad did that.”

“That’s an excuse! Dead victims won’t listen to my excuses! They will surely think that they planned to avenge their mother together.”

Delia spewed evil words as if possessed by something.

Anxiety caused by extreme stressful situations.

It seemed to cloud my judgment a lot because of that.

Victims never Delia is an accomplice! I wouldn’t look her in that direction.

There is a possibility that he would think so, but it is more likely that he would not think so if he was a sane person.

Of course, the investigation into Delia has already ended.

After the incident happened, the first thing the imperial family investigated was Delia.

After several days of interrogation, the conclusion of ‘no charges’ had come out long ago.

If it weren’t for that, you wouldn’t be able to talk to me like this.

Even though there was no problem on the outside, the current Delia could not hide her anxiety.

The reason is probably the biggest betrayal of the father I trusted.

Is it really what daddy did? It was because the things Professor Bluecliffe did were shocking enough to make me think.

Suddenly, Delia’s face was filled with inexpressible pain.

“What should I do, senior? Both the father and the victims… I don’t know how to deal with it. please… please let me know… . Seniors are good at everything. You know everything well… .”

Delia’s pale green eyes were familiar when she asked with a trembling voice.

It was the look in the carriage asking me why when I helped Morphine’s mother.

And just like then.

I’ve been thinking about it for quite some time,

There was no hesitation in giving advice.

Even though I’m a year older than her, I’ve been thinking about relationships for a long time.

relationship with the first person you meet.

relationship with someone you know.

A relationship with a free friend.

Relationships with precious family… .

… And all those relationships

A relationship that suddenly changed shape.

We sometimes get lost and wander in that relationship, but we had to overcome it.

“It’s not your fault, Delia.”

Handing over clumsy consolation, I also felt my voice tremble a little.

“You may feel betrayed that the father you have been with all this time did something like that. So I can be sad enough and hurt. But that doesn’t mean it’s your fault.”

How would you feel if your only father became a murderer one day and awaited trial?

I’ve never thought about it, so I don’t know him exactly.

But to Delia who thinks it’s her fault.

It’s definitely not your fault, you must have had a hard time too.

I wanted to tell you once.

“You can hate your dad. You don’t have to try to forgive. You are the one who made a big mistake. As much as the victims suffered a lot, Dad has a reason to accept all the resentment. So, Delia, you too, hate your father as hard as you can. Watch your father pay for his sins, just as your feelings go.”

Delia was no longer looking at me.

Instead, he kept his head down and held back the tears that were about to explode.

“After hating to the fullest like that, after pouring out all the emotions. Finally, Delia, you too will be able to stand upright and look at your father.”

Delia’s shoulders were shaking without words.

Even at times like this, he is such a puppy dog.

I’m careful

He moved his hand very carefully and stroked her hair.

“For the next thing, let’s go back and think again. We still have plenty of time. huh?”

At times like this, I wish I could just cry to my heart’s content.

She was more affectionate than anyone else and had strong emotions. Ironically, she didn’t want to show herself crying in front of me.

… Even though I can see you shedding tears

“Hey, hey… .”

Even so, it was difficult for Delia to stop the tears that leaked out little by little.

She clutched at her trembling body and barely answered in a cracking voice.

“yes… yes, senior… .”

I let out a sigh of relief once more.

Still, seeing her answer like this, it seems that my comfort and advice reached Delia at least a little bit.

Please let that feeling last for a long time,

I hope to remain positive.

I stayed by Delia’s side like that for a while.