Chapter 163: Chapter 163

TL: Zimming

‘Her name is Triloni?’

I tapped on Saint Cecil’s document.

“You know, my name is actually Trilloni. I told others ‘Tri’ as I was afraid the kids would tease me because of the fairy tale called “Poor Trilly”, but I like the name ‘Tri’. I want to be a precious person who can be a shade in summer and winter!”

Triloni was not a common name.

The bible is written in ancient language, so it has never been fully interpreted. And the part where Triloni appears is the back.

The part that is passed on to people other than nobles is only the first part, and unless you are a noble, you will not name your child ‘Triloni’.

In the Empire, the fairy tale called ‘Trilly the Beggar’ is so famous that everyone will think of it.

As I narrowed my forehead, the chairman asked.

“Would you like to meet Cecilia Olga?”

“I want to but I’m not sure if she’s easy to convince or not.”

“Hm…”

“If she was a knight under my dad, a person born into an aristocratic family would have had unimaginable money in her hands.”

“That’s true.”

“If we contacted her and got rejected, it would be hard to fix. When it becomes known that I’m looking for an empress candidate, my relations with Empress Yvonne and Marche will be strained.”

The chairman nodded and gave me other document.

“Then Count Bestia’s daughter is the most suitable. Recently the Count of Bestia arranged a meeting between his daughter and the emperor, causing the emperor to quarrel with Empress Yvonne.…… lady.”

The chairman stared at me.

“Yes.”

“Do you have any concerns?”

I put my hand on my forehead.

“Leblaine, You’re from a private orphanage too?”

“Yes…….”

“Me too! I’m from the Westian orphanage.”

The place where Saint Cecil began to heal was in the Westian region.

The child’s name is Triloni.

Tri from the orphanage.

‘I think the Tri from the orphanage and Saint Cecil is related somehow.’

Ah, I guess this is the benefit of regression.

“I really don’t want to have contact with the beggar children.”

“Why? Is there a reason you haven’t been looking for them until now?”

They are like the Duke of Amity. I hate them, but can’t at the same time.

“In my third life, a priest found me.”

“How did they find you?”

“The beggar children ousted me to get food and clothes from the priests.”

At that time, the priest visited Theresa Orphanage.

The reason was because I’m the only child born on 29 February who had not been tested for divinity.

“I starved because I ran away from the beggars.”

“Huh?”

“That’s when the plague broke out and no one tried to contact the beggars. You can get a slice of bread if you’re in a beggar’s pack, but it’s impossible alone.”

“…….”

“If I go to get bread, you’ll probably find me in the temple.”

The chairman’s expression darkened.

“Don’t meet them. Don’t even try to help. Aren’t they the ones who helped you die?”

I let out a sigh.

“Don’t hit me! Don’t hit Blaine! Blaine was just sick. That’s why we couldn’t go out!”

Tri was beaten up by Max for failing to meet her quota and got beaten up together.

It was also Tri and Emeline who handed out bread to me who couldn’t go to the shelter just in case I was caught by the priest.

And Tri has always longed for a family.

“Emeline’s lucky. She has someone she’s waiting for.”

‘The fact that she didn’t meet Saint Cecil until the plague broke means she couldn’t find Tri.’

“Hans and Duke are in the upper office, right?”

“Yes.”

“Dress them up as a beggar and send him to Max’s gang. Maybe Tri’s the one Saint Cecil’s looking for.”

I let out a sigh.

***

A week later, I came to the office. It was to be given information by Hans and Duke.

Sitting on the sofa for a while, the children soon came in.

“Whoa…….”

I was startled and looked at the children who looked like beggars.

“We’ve styled ourselves for perfect infiltration!”

“Yes!”

I blinked when I saw the children talking confidently.

‘But it’s not that ugly…….’

The children were covered in sacks, with all kinds of soot on their faces.

Seria put on a troubled look, wrapping her cheek in one hand.

“They had a strong desire to infiltrate.”

“……I’m fine as long as you didn’t get caught.”

“Don’t worry about that. We’re not beggars, but we’ve been living like beggars, so we can act well.”

Seeing Seria smiling, I was a little perplexed.

“Okay, then report what you’ve learned.”

Hans and Duke put out their notebooks with a very serious face.

“Tri is from Westian Province. She lived with her mother until she was two years old, and when her mother died, she went to an orphanage.”

“The Westian region is so far away, and the orphanage director beats her every day so that she will escape! She often hides in the carriage, that’s great!”

“Amazing!”

“And?”

“She fights with Emeline every day.”

“Emeline is a strange girl. She kept getting annoyed……. no, because she didn’t come out to beg, and she didn’t want Max to scold her, Tri took care of her. But she just got mad at Tri saying thing like, ‘I’m not going to do this anymore!’”

“That’s right, she had a bad temper.”

I opened my eyes widely.

“Didn’t Emeline take care of you?”

Emeline is hot-tempered but she has a good side as well, she always takes care of the new kids.

She’s not as generous as Tri, but she helped me get used to the beggar life.

The beggars nicknamed them as Mommy Tri and Sister Emeline.

“Not really! She almost got kicked out because she slapped Max yesterday. She would’ve been kicked out if not for Tri.”

“Tri is a good person, she always give out bread.”

“Yes, Tri doesn’t know the letters and her calculations are always wrong. But she had another strength, when an animal is sick, she knows how to treat it ….”

As Seria clapped her hands, “Guys,” Hans and Duke became serious again.

“Tri wants to have a family, but she doesn’t have one.”

“No. She said she had an aunt. But she didn’t come to her funeral because she didn’t get along with her mother. The aunt won’t really search for Tri, so she gave the idea up.”

I made eye contact with the chairman. He nodded with a frown. Meanwhile, Hans and Duke said, “We don’t have an aunt, but we have an older sister. Sister Seria!”

Seria patted the children on the head. And then she looked at me.

“It seems to be right.”

“I want to meet Saint Cecil.”

“I’ll arrange a meeting under the name of the hope mercenary guild. Maybe we can get the perfect candidate for the empress thanks to your little friend.”

Seria’s eyes glistened, and I nodded.

***

At that time, inside the alley on the shopping district,

“Emeline, are you sure you don’t want to eat? It’s been two days. Are you planning to starve to death?”

Tri came towards her with food and shook Emeline’s body, who covered the blanket all the way to her head. Emeline, who had been silent for a while, burst out in anger.

“I won’t eat! I’ll just starve to death! Get out of here!”

“You really…!”

“What’s the point of living like this!”

When she shouted, the children in the old building stopped eating and looked at Emeline.

“You…our younger siblings are scared!”

“What younger sibling. So we’re all siblings if we’re on the same gang? You guys listen to me too! You guys have to live like this for the rest of your life anyway. A child without a guardian can’t get a job, and the only answer is to be sold to a gangster or far away farm at best! It’s better if we all die together……!”

Slap!

Emeline’s head turned due to the impact. She glared at Tri, covering her cheeks.

Tri frowned in tears.

“How could you say that……. They’re still young. How can you curse them like that?”

“……I’m right.”

“You’ve been strange since we met the young master at the parlor.”

“……You’re noisy.”

“I’m sorry I hit you. But Emeline, that’s enough.….”

“Noisy! Noisy! What do you know when you are abandoned by your aunt? I’m not like you! Someone will come looking for me!”

After pushing Tri, Emilyn lay on the floor and hurriedly pulled up the blanket. The figure of the boy, who had turned around coldly, was on her mind.

She had never seen such a beautiful boy. He was the kind of boy she pictured next to her when she imagined herself becoming a noble girl.

She knew there was a girl next to him, but what does that matter?

The girl next to the boy was wearing a cheap hood. Her situation would be similar to her.

Then she can’t be better than her. Moreover, she was a nobleman who would one day live in luxury if she found her father.

‘But I’m not a noble yet.’

Because her father didn’t come, he ignored her?

“When you’re ten years old, your father will come, Emeline.”

Liar.

He’s not coming.

‘I’m ten years old, but my dad’s not coming.’

There was a sense of insecurity inside her. The family she was waiting for didn’t come, and she felt like she was going to live her whole life wandering around this dark and shabby back alley.

Tri sighed and looked at the trembling Emeline.

***

The competent Seria acquired a meeting appointment with Cecilia, who did not even meet a high-ranking aristocrat.

And today is the day I’m supposed to meet Cecilia.

I was about to leave the room after looking in the mirror when my dad came in.

“Are you leaving now?”

I glanced at the servants and whispered to my dad.

“Yes, I’m going with Seria, chairman, and Zachary to meet Miss Olga. You know that, right? Cecilia Olga.”

“Yeah.”

“I heard she was a knight under your command.”

“She used to be Risette’s escort.”

The Duchess’ name came out and I was surprised.

‘So she’s Lea companion…….’

Turning to Lea, she grinned as if nothing had happened.

“Tell her when you see her. You don’t have to worry about us now.”

I don’t know what that means,but I nodded slowly. Dad smiled and patted my head.

He lifted me up as kissed my dad on the cheek and said,

“I’ll be back!”

“Yes.”

I said goodbye to my brothers and headed to the greenhouse. And Seria, who secretly came to the mansion disguised as an old man, tore apart the teleportation scroll.

A dazzling light enveloped my body, and when I opened my eyes again, it was in the drawing room. The dark-haired woman who was sitting on the sofa got up.

“Is there anyone injured in the hope mercenary guild?”