Father, I Won’t Do Anything - Chapter 59

Jayna, who unintentionally stayed out overnight, returned to the Tower as soon as dawn began.

‘I fell asleep in the middle of it and didn’t tell anyone about it.’

Apparently Micheal broke into Bondre’s mansion in the middle of the night and had a fit.

-Where’s my sister? Did you guys hide her?

Fortunately, he went back after finding out that she fell asleep while playing with Marilyn.

‘Is it a good thing to wear a tracking device?’

Jayna looked down at the sapphire bracelet around her wrist.

‘I heard that Micheal and Hilvengia are all busy…’

If she was late, she was late. Jayna knew she should have contacted them in advance, it was her fault a hundred times.

Jayna was worried whether there would now be a curfew or sanction when going out.

‘I have to enter quietly without anyone knowing.’

Jayna, at the entrance to the tower, took slow steps while looking around.

“Izren…”

Jayna tried to greet Izren, but stopped talking when she found Diamide standing next to him.

“Good morning, Tower Lord.”

It seemed that he was talking with Izren.

Jayna greeted Diamide and immediately tried to go upstairs.

“Where have you been?”

However, Diamide suddenly called out to her. Jayna stopped walking and turned around.

“You weren’t at the Tower yesterday.”

“Aha… I was at the residence of Count Bondre.”

Diamide frowned at those words.

“Why?”

“With Young Lady Marilyn I… No, we were just playing.”

“All night long?”

“I fell asleep in the middle of it…”

Jayna couldn’t erase the feeling that she was being interrogated.

‘Was I supposed to do anything yesterday? How did you know I was gone?’

“Have I possibly done something wrong, is there any work for me to do?”

“…No you haven’t.”

“Then I’ll go in first.”

Jayna greeted him politely and headed for Micheal.

No matter how desperate Micheal was, it was much better than talking to Diamide.

“How can you stay out all night without permission when you’re only thirteen?”

“I’m sorry. I’ll definitely inform you in advance next time.”

Jayna heard all kinds of nagging from Micheal.

Micheal recounted how he visited her last night and was so surprised when she wasn’t there.

Your maid was embarrassed because you’ve never done this before.

I wondered whether I should use tracking magic over the entire empire.

“I was going to pick you up in the middle of the night, but Yurika said that she was your friend, so I left you alone. Did you know that?”

Micheal glared at her.

“But are you two friends? Have you been dragged into something strange? According to this cat, you were in a duel with her, is that true?”

Micheal was quick-witted about this kind of thing.

“There are times when people get to know each other while fighting. It wasn’t that I was forced into it.”

“If you said that you were taken by force, I was going to blow away that county right then.”

Micheal clicked his tongue with regret. He then grabbed Jayna’s cheeks and stretched.

“Please-. Let-. Me-. Go-.”

“Because of you, I’m growing old! Seeing you smile happily like this, is it worth it, huh?”

Jayna wanted to ask what it has to do with it, but she just remained silent because she knew that keeping silent was a way to prevent hearing even more nagging.

“I also heard you went to a concert with the Tower Lord a few days ago? You’ve already been there twice.”

“Yes, he had asked me to come with him.”

“What, really?”

Micheal made a big fuss.

“Compared to when you first came to the Tower of Matap, don’t you think that the Tower Lord is being nice to you these days?”

Jayna recalled her first encounter with Diamide.

-How do I know you, like your mother, aren’t also a shameless swindler and snob?

-It wouldn’t change anything even if you are my real daughter. Don’t ever come up to me again or expect anything.

It certainly had changed a lot. At that time, Jayna would’ve never imagined that she would go out alone with Diamide.

“It’s not like you’re being kept in the tower secretly either, maybe he recognizes you as his daughter?

“That’s not it.”

Jayna firmly denied it. Micheal only looked at her with bewildered eyes, speechless at her determination.

“There’s no way the Tower Lord would do that.”

Jayna knew. The novel explained in detail how she died in the novel and how he acted after she did.

‘It would be more realistic to say that I was struck by lightning seventeen times in one spot.’

It was impossible for him to recognize her as his daughter.

* * *

Jayna thought the restaurant was particularly flashy today.

“Welcome, Jayna. I’m going to get a restaurant assessment from the Lord soon. Would you like to try this?”

“I’ll enjoy the meal, but what if my sense of taste is different from that of Tower Lord’s, won’t it be harmful?”

“I don’t think so? Actually, I’m more worried about Jayna’s assessment rather than the Tower Lord’s.”

Hilvenzia smiled meaningfully.

“What should I do if you run away because it tastes bad?”

Jayna broke out into a cold sweat because she realized Hilvenzia was talking about last night.

“That’ll never happen.”

“Really?”

Hilvenzia’s narrowed eyes were more frightening than ever.

‘At times like this, if you answer in a blunt manner, it’ll be like jumping into a fire.’

Jayna answered calmly so as not to offend Hilvenzia.

“I’ll never stay out again. Even if I do, I’ll tell you in advance.”

“My goodness, how nice of you.”

But Hilvenzia still didn’t let it slide.

“But why is our Jayna doing that when she knows not to…?”

Jayna, who was cautious, quickly picked up the tableware for fear of further scolding.

“Well, thank you for the meal.”

As she put food in her mouth and chewed it, Jayna’s face brightened, like how the sun does when it rises in the morning.

“Is it good?”

“Yes, very much so.”

Jayna held her thumbs up on both hands.

“Whew. It really is worth cooking when the one eating enjoys it. The wizards don’t have taste buds. Even my taste buds are full of magic.

Hilvenzia, grumbling, exchanged eye contact with Micheal, who was sitting diagonally across her, and smiling strangely.

“I was worried that what if yesterday, you ate something more delicious than what I made now and told me that my food was not delicious… What a relief.”

Jayna had a feeling that they would remember yesterday’s overnight stay for a long time.

“Ahaha.”

Jayna’s eyes and mouth stiffened, for she was forcing herself to laugh. She then tried to sneak away from that topic of conversation.

“By the way, do you eat this dish with its skin or not?”

“It’s delicious no matter how you eat it. After all, it’s baked sprinkled with salt…”

Jayna, with sparkling eyes, began to eat the dishes made by Hilvenzia, one by one.

While doing so, before eating the dish, she actively asked how to eat it.

It wasn’t a lie when she said that Hilvenzia’s food was worth eating. Jayna’s little mouth did not rest.

Munch, munch.

Hilvenzia pulled out a video ball out of her pocket, and took a picture of Jayna puffing her cheeks up like a squirrel.

A satisfied smile appeared on her lips as she checked the video ball.

‘I need to clean up my collection of Jayna soon.’

Micheal, who was next to Hilvenzia, tapped her.

“I didn’t bring a video recorder with me, make a copy and give me one.”

“…….”

“Then I’ll give you the picture I took when I previously went out with Jayna.”

Hilvenzia kept her silence in discontentment, but as if it couldn’t be helped, she soon nodded her head.

“Okay.”

Hilvenzia and Micheal’s collection of Jayna was increasing.

The two competed to find the cutest image of Jayna, and they worked together to improve the quality of each other’s collection, although they didn’t want to.

“Would you like to try some dessert now? I prepared a lot of things, but… the desert I’m most confident in is this Shezmel tart.”

“I’m excited to try it, Hilvenzia said it’s her own creation after all.”

Micheal, who came to the restaurant late and saw Shezmel Tart, intervened.

“This is something that I haven’t heard of before. Shezmel… That name’s somehow familiar.”

“It’s so precious that little children can’t easily obtain it. It’s hard to get it because it only comes from the Kingdom of Heora, which exports it.”

Shezmal tart was Hilvenzia’s favourite dessert.

“Come on.”

Jayna took a bite at Hilvenzia’s suggestion.

“……?”

But she couldn’t say it was delicious right away like before.

Something felt wrong with her body.

‘Is it because this is my first time trying it?’

Jayna tilted her head and then put Shezmel tart in her mouth once again.

‘Was Hilbenzia’s taste so unique?’

So far, Hilvenzia’s favorite dishes have also been well suited to Jayna’s taste.

So she ate the whole tart till the end, but somehow it tasted strange.

“Hilvenzia, is shezmal tart supposed to be sweet and spicy?”

“Spicy? It shouldn’t taste like that at all.”

“But look at Jayna, her face is red.”

Michael intervened, speaking up, but Jayna didn’t listen.

“Huh?”

Jayna felt dizzy and nauseous at the moment’s notice.

“I feel like I got a sore throat… Cough. Ugh.”

Jayna stumbled loudly and thankfully managed to grab the table with her arm. But it didn’t last long.

Thud!

Jayna fell from her chair, rolled onto the floor and didn’t get up.

Jayna, who was repeatedly coughing and feeling nauseous, soon began to vomit.

“N-no way…”

“What’s wrong all of a sudden? Jayna?”

Jayna’s eyes opened after she vomited for a while. Her body then began to shake violently.

She was having difficulty breathing.

“W-what’s wrong with her? Grandma, what did you put in the tart?”

“Are you sure you’re not the one playing pranks?”

“How could I do something so horrible!”

They doubted each other for a moment, but Jayna’s reaction was no joke.

“Damn, who poisoned the food?”

“I ate the tart as well. Nothing is in it.”

Hilvenzia calmy broke out in a cold sweat, as she turned around to contact someone. But her expression did not straighten in the slightest.

“…All right.”

Hilvenzia’s face hardened after receiving news from the temple.

“This situation is serious.”

People with severe symptoms – to the extent that they had difficulty breathing could not be healed by anyone unless they were high-ranking officials. However, all the high-ranking priests in the temple, which could use the ability ‘healing’, were absent.

After using the ability ‘healing’, there were major aftereffects. This was because no divine powers could be used while they suffer from these aftereffects.

But Jayna couldn’t wait.

“If she’s been poisoned, I can find an antidote in a book, but if it’s not poison, what could be the cause?”

Micheal, muttering impatiently like an obsessive person, soon suddenly made a strange face.

“Come to think of it, Shezmel… I’ve heard of that name somewhere.”

“What?”

“It’s the favourite dessert of a grandma who’s at the top for luxury foods. Does it make sense that I, the nephew of the Tower Lord and the Princess wouldn’t know something about it? But I’m sure I’ve never seen it on the table. I just remembered why.”

Micheal clenched his jaw. He spoke with a painful look on his face.

“I remember hearing it from family elders. When I was young, the Tower Lord almost died after eating the Shezmel…”

Hilvenzia’s pupils shook violently.

She grabbed Michael’s arm, not wanting to believe it.

“So you’re saying that Jayna is allergic to shezmel as well?”

Not all allergies are inherited, but in this case she must have inherited it from the Tower Lord.

“Are you telling me Jayna could die?”

“…….”

“Answer me!”

While shouting at Micheal, Hillvenzia soon realized that she was too agitated and quietened.

Jayna couldn’t even breathe properly now, it wasn’t the time to argue with Micheal.

“……I’m sorry for raising my voice. I’m in a hurry.”

“It’s nothing.”

It was the first sincere apology from Hilvenzia after she met Micheal.

But neither of them noticed. Nothing was more important than Jayna at the moment.

Hilvenzia, who had found her voice, asked.

“How did the Tower Lord escape the clutches of death?”

“……I think that a high-ranking priest just happened to be a guest there.”

“Unlike our Jayna, he was very lucky.”

Hilvenzia saw Jayna’s tiny hand gripping the hem of Micheal’s robe.

“Haah, huh, haah…….”

She was breathing so rapidly that it was as if she would stop at any moment. Her small body moved violently.

Micheal held Jayna’s hand with distorted eyes.

In front of a child who was gasping with pain, the magic he studied for decades was all for naught.

“Damn in, damn it……!”

Micheal forced himself to cool down. Even at this very moment, Jayna was slowly dying. There was no time to beat himself up.

“I’ve got to meet the Tower Lord. I don’t know what I have to do.”

He made a gesture, and Jayna’s body, which had been lying on the floor, floated in the air.

“No matter what, the Tower Lord can’t handle divine power, so it’s impossible for him to heal her, right?”

“It’s better than being idle like we are now. Even if it’s uncertain, I’ll hang on to everything and anything I can…”

“I heard you were scolded by the Lord for visiting Jayna?”

Micheal flinched at those words.

– Your daughter has collapsed. It seems that the other wizards knew that she was a dragon, and he had planned to use her for his work.

– So what?

– What?

– What does it have to do with me if the dragon dies or not?

Diamide’s words back then turned into daggers and stabbed Micheal in the chest.

‘Will this time be any different?’

It didn’t matter whether he was Diamide’s nephew and disciple, Micheal might no longer be able to stay in the Tower if he offended Diamide once more.

Realizing his thoughts, Hilvenzia laughed in a relaxed manner.

“Go ahead. No matter what happens, you’ll get into trouble either way. I can’t just leave it to little kids when I’m the adult either.”

Hilvenzia smiled, but her expression gradually hardened.

“……Well, first of all, I was the one who fed her the shezmel tart.”

Hilvenzia felt pathetic about her past self, when she enjoyed feeding Jayna a new dish without knowing anything about it.

“Okay. Let’s go to him together.”

They always quarreled, but at this moment Micheal and Hilvenzia knew each other better than anyone else did.

The two, faced each other and nodded, they headed to Diamide’s study.

* * *

Bang!

Micheal kicked open the door of Diamide’s study loudly.

And went in straight ahead without waiting for a response.

“I’m sorry, my lord. However there are reasons why I’m acting like this!”

The usual playfulness wasn’t present on Micheal’s face. He spoke quickly without even looking at Diamide’s face properly.

“This is a serious situation, and all the high-ranking priests are out of office now. Is there any way the Tower Lord can save this child?”

“She collapsed after eating the tart I made for her, and then had difficulty breathing and began vomiting.”

Diamide hardened when he saw Jayna, who in a glance, seemed to be in serious condition, and asked.

“Tart?”

Diamide recalled past memories.

It was so long ago that he couldn’t properly remember it now… He once collapsed after eating a tart.

“It is made of Shezmel?”

“Yes, that’s right!”

Diamide looked at the child floating in the air.

If someone had allergies, that one could stand at the crossroads between life and death.

Now that Diamide has reached the level of the divine, he wasn’t hurt by allergies or anything similar. However, he still refused to eat Shezmel because of childhood memories.

But now this child has collapsed from allergies?

Just like himself?

“Lord, your daughter will die at this rate!”

Micheal’s stomach burned. Every passing second felt horrible to him, yet Diamide gazed in front of himself with a straight face.

[TL/N: ‘Stomach burning’ is an idiom referring to a state of being anxious, unable to concentrate, and stuffy because there is something to worry about.]

Micheal exclaimed in shock at the sight of Jayna suffocating.

“Jayna!”

“……She’s Jayna?”

Raising his head, Micheal shouted in a voice filled with anger.

“Yes, she’s Jayna, that’s the name of Tower Lord’s daughter!”

“Isn’t this child’s name Ashrid?”

“What are you talking about? Her name is Jayna! How could you not even know her name?”

Micheal exclaimed, as if Diamide had committed a crime.

“Wasn’t the Tower Lord the one who passed down the allergy in the first place?!”

So far, Micheal had never gotten into a great argument with Diamide.

He previously had tried to appeal to Diamide about Morben, and this was now his greatest defiance against the Tower Lord.

[T/N: Morben, the guy who kidnapped Jayna to use for experiments]

But it didn’t matter at the moment.

If Jayna died like this, it would be the most regretful moment in his life.

Diamide looked at Jayna and spoke.

“She’s Jayna.”

He repeated her name again.

“Jayna.”

The documents sent by the Balaur clearly said Ashrid.

‘Jayna…….’

Diamide wasn’t sure but he felt as if he’d heard that name before. Micheal and Hilvenzia deliberately didn’t call ‘that child’’s name in front of him. However, he thought that he heard a similar name flying around when he saw that child around the Tower.

– If I marry you and have a baby later on, I wish to name it Jayna.

Jayna.

That was the name Berziche promised to give to their child if they married and had one.

So perhaps because of that, Diamide pretended not to hear that name and avoid it all together.

He was afraid to be reminded of the lover who left him behind.

Perhaps the cold ice wall of hate firmly built around him was the result of mere pride.

He was afraid.

But now…….

A child with that name was dying in front of his eyes right that moment.

‘Is it because she’s my daughter?’

She was allergic to Shezmel, because she inherited it from him.

“…….”

Diamide slowly approached Jayna.

As a wizard, he could kill many, but heal none.

But….. He is the strongest wizard in the world.

Diamide held up his hair that had been tied up. Using magic, a blade was made and it cut his hair.

Slip.

His hair fell onto the body of the trembling child.

“Tower Lord, that’s…!”

Micheal, who was standing behind him, looked at Diamide with surprised eyes.

Healing magic was taboo.

Unless the powers of God were borrowed, anything that goes against life should not be done.

However, a talented individual like Diamide was able to defy the truths of the world.

In exchange for his own sacrifice.

“……!”

Noticing that Diamide was trying to utilize healing magic, Hilvenzia and Micheal’s eyes widened.

It was because they knew that he could lose all his current power.

A long time ago, a great wizard said,

– How could a man who is great enough to perform healing, trade his talents and efforts for just one life?

Diamide was strong and therefore had much to lose, yet there wasn’t any signs of hesitance.

“Are you trying to use your life and magic to save Jayna?”

For a wizard, power was more precious to him than his own life.

However, Diamide was willing to freely give up his magic and life span.

Sahaha-

[TL/N: ☆.｡.:* Magic Sounds .｡.:*☆]

Soon, white light wrapped itself around Jayna. Geometric lines of magic quickly unfolded and disappeared.

“Uhh…”

The violent shaking of Jayna’s body gradually disappeared. A calm, renewed expression appeared on her previously pain-ridden face.

“She won’t die now.”

Diamide, whose hair has become shorter, said.

Micheal and Hilvenzia looked blankly at his face.

They’ve seen him for decades, but the Diamide before the two’s eyes felt extremely unfamiliar to them. It was like he was a different person.

“Move the child to a room where she can relax.”

* * *

Perhaps the Jayna in the original novel, while shedding tears at the cold attitude of Diamide and Micheal’s sarcasm, ran away to somewhere in the tower.

She would maintain her life with the help of her magic, eat quickly, and then hide in a place without people.

She would have lived every day in misery until she encountered the royal family.

[TL/N: The royal family as in Rosian, who put a end to her]

‘But I didn’t do that.’

Despite Diamide rejecting her and Micheal’s sarcasm, Jayna didn’t shed a tear.

At the restaurant, she met alchemist Hilvenzia and became close to her, she also interacted with many people, including the main character Rosian, his comrade Izren, and the Princess Elia. It was all different from the original.

‘Maybe that’s why I die earlier.’

To live a long life, she should have just run. She shouldn’t have gone against her fate.

‘Am I not allowed even the slightest luxury?’

Her past life as Min Boo Bae and her current life as Jayna were both way too hard.

She was reborn only to grow up without the love of her parents and be abused by her relatives.

Did she have to wander for the rest of her life, and even in the next life, because she didn’t belong anywhere?

Did she have to be buried between the cheapest and easiest thing to find without ever finding out what she truly enjoyed?

If she had to keep living like that.

If she had to live a life where she wasn’t loved by anyone or able enjoy what I deserve,

‘I just want to die.’

Let me die.

Her eyes blurred, she felt like she was slowly moving away from the body in which she experienced extreme pain.

Her eyes slowly closed.

All the pain gradually faded away.

– Jayna.

But at that moment, someone rescued the drowning Jayna.

– Open your eyes and wake up.

Someone while shaking her arms, woke her up. The touch, the sensation felt so familiar.

– I don’t want to get up.

– …….

– I don’t want to live an unhappy life, I’m just gonna die here.

The opponent fell silent for a while. He then said,

– If you thought your life so far was unhappy, I’ll hold you. I won’t let you die.

His voice was more firm than anyone else’s.

– From now on, I will always be by your side.

At the end of those words,

“……Ah?”

Jayna opened her eyes.

Jayna thought she just had a dream, but couldn’t remember it. She can only vaguely remember talking to someone.

“…….”

No, that wasn’t important right now.

‘Where is this place?’

It wasn’t the room she lived in. Her room was cozy, but it didn’t get much sunlight.

No, it was strange that she was being cared for by someone else.

Her body began to gradually feel better.

Just before she collapsed, Jayna was so sick that she thought that she was dying like this, but strangely, she now didn’t feel any pain at all.

Rather, she felt lighter than before she collapsed.

Jayna tried to slowly move her body.

The person holding her hand then shouted in surprise. It was a familiar voice, one she missed.

“Jayna!”

“It’s not Hilvenzia’s fault.”

Jayna spoke in a feeble, but clear tone.

Those were Jayna’s first words after she woke up.

Hilvenzia was stunned.

As soon as she woke up from the clutches of death, Jayna first thought of others…

“But by eating the tart I made…”

“You made it for me. I’ve always been grateful that Hillvenzia cooked for me. It always tastes so good. It’s the first time someone has done that for me.”

The child’s voice spoke softly and tenderly.

Hilvenzia stared at Jayna.

At first she became interested in her as the child who, amongst the wizards of the Tower, ate her food as if it was something delicious.

It turned out she claimed to be a dragon, who was also the daughter of Diamide.

In addition, she rarely lost her nerve in front of Micheal and Hilvenzia.

‘And that was only the beginning…….’

It began getting on Hilvenzia’s nerves. She wanted her to know the tastes of other dishes other than simple white bread, and for her to stay in a good, not moldy room…….

The trivial interest soon spread, and when the child collapsed, she felt sad and guilty.

When did it become like this?

‘If someone was to say Hilvenzia was stuck with a kid, everyone would laugh at him for lying.’

Small face, pale white cheeks, clear blue eyes.

There are countless children in the world.

Yet…… this child who thought of others before herself as soon as she woke up was different.

She couldn’t help but feel like an idiot.

“I’m glad you didn’t die.”

Suppressing the sudden surge of emotions, Hilvenzia tightly held Jayna’s hand.