When Harold and I arrived at the courtyard of Castle of Light, Earl Nibelheim was about to get on a carriage while holding a document bag.
He was planning to go to Knot Reed again to negotiate with the creditors.
We were barely in time, it was good that we didnât miss each other.
Harold quickly descended from the carriage and rushed over to Earl Nibelheim.
âTou-san!â
âHarry!? â¦â¦And Erica-sama?â
Earl Nibelheim unexpectedly looked at Harold with a gentle expression on his face.
Because of his repeated anxiety, his presence was thin.
âU-um, Tou-san, you know what!â
âHarry, what happened, there are bags under your eyesâ¦â¦ You seem to be exhausted.â
âThere was something I had to do no matter what so I stayed up all nightâ¦â¦no, that, thatâs not what I meanâ¦â¦umm, thatâ¦â¦sorry, that wasââ
Harold who originally was full of spirit seemed to droop as he went round in circles.
The situation had turned around for the better so far, and we only needed to tell him and get his approval.
I thought for a moment that maybe I should be the one to talk instead, but realized that it would not be good, so I chewed my lips.
I decided to take a step back and wait.
âThere is something I want to talk about. Um, itâs about the matter of fundraising.â
When Harold finally started to talk calmly, Earl Nibelheim approached him slowly.
And then, he stretched his large and rugged hand and stroked his sonâs short red hair.
âHarry, Iâm saved that you work and think over various things. However, I cannot burden a young child like you any more than thisââ
âYeah, I know that itâs not a good thing for children to do. But!â
Harold strongly blocked the words of Earl Nibelheim.
Then Earl Nibelheimâs expression turned into a very serious one.
And Harold, who was sensitive to the change in his fatherâs facial expression, froze.
âS-sorryâ¦â¦!â
ââ¦â¦No, Iâm sorry. The one who should apologize in this case is Tou-san.â
Earl Nibelheim crouched down to Haroldâs height and their eyes met properly.
The Earl conveyed his feelings to Harold as if repenting to God.
âHarry, I think I will tell you the things that I couldnât say because it wasnât the time for it.â
âWhatâs the matter, Tou-san?â
âHarry, I feel remorseful every time I see your scar.
I have ruined your body forever due to my own carelessness.
I was scared to face you. I thought that you must have resent me.â
Earl Nibelheim cut off his words, he quietly took a deep breath.
âAt that time, I couldnât stay by your side when you were badly hurt.
Because I was sad, I couldnât grant your wish for me to stay by your side.
Even when I could also watch over the progress of your treatment, I had left it to Turm elder.â
âSuch a thing, it couldnât be helped, because Tou-san was busy with the project at that time!â
âThat was only an excuse. An excuse that couldnât even fool myself.
Still, I should have stayed with you.
I should have made time for you even a little, and I should have gone to see you.â
âTou-sanâ¦â¦â
âThis is also the case with the fraud.
Whether you were a child or not, I should have talked about it properly.
Because you will inherit the territory which is your hometown.â
That being said, Earl Nibelheim took Haroldâs right hand.
He regretted that he hurt his sonâs body and parted with his son who would inherit his territory due to his own negligence.
âHarry, Iâm sorry.â
âWaitâ¦â¦what are you apologizing for, Tou-san?â
Harold had a confused face after his fatherâs repentance.
Harold held his fatherâs hand tightly with his right hand.
âEven if we donât meet much, there is no reason for me to resent my hometown and Tou-san who works hard for the territory, right?â
Harold said with tone of voice as if he were a young child.
That way, Earl Nibelheimâs eyes were slightly moist.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âEven if I got such an injury, I still have the ability to create a wand.
My hands are miraculous hands.
That, Iâm sure was chosen by destiny.
Donât worry, Tou-san. It wasnât due to Tou-sanâs fault.
Everything, surely, was destiny.â
Harold kept on talking quickly and smiled a little.
âSo, I have no regret or resentment in my life.â
Harold said that no matter what happens he would accept it and live.
There were somewhat intense thoughts, but that was his strength.
âHey, Tou-san. And now, itâs the fateful absolute chance. Thatâs why, please, hear me out.â
In response to Haroldâs words, Earl Nibelheim became silent for a while.
His expression looked like a criminal who was released from many years of constraints.
Those eyes were moist with tears, but those tears never fell.
And Earl Nibelheim nodded quietly.
âHarryâ¦â¦aa, letâs hear it. This matter that made you reluctant to sleep and did your best. Iâm going to hear you properly.â
I felt like the stilted air between them changed.
At last, their mutual feelings were conveyed and the ill feelings had disappeared.
Harold opened the wooden boxes gracefully and took out the dish with pomegranate pattern.
The contrast of beautiful blue and white shone vividly under the autumn sunlight.
Earl Nibelheim stared at the dish and sucked his breath.
âThis porcelainâ¦â¦it seems quite different from what was circulated by the antique fraud some time ago.
This warm color is warmer than the color of the earth, which has exactly the same radiance as the authentic masterpiece, no, this one has more texture.
Above all, this blue, isnât it not supposed to be on this continent?â
âIf I tell you it will take a long time, butâ¦â¦â
Harold explained the series of miraculous events that had happened so far to Earl Nibelheim.
The identity of the alchemist who succeeded in restoring the white porcelain was Gilbert Turm and his meeting with him who came back to Knot Reed by chance.
The fact that the refinery from the low-quality silver ore was actually a rare metal that could be processed into an expensive pigment.
The raw material of the porcelain was a common whetstone in the northwestern part.
And that they already reached the production of prototypes of porcelain in Gilbertâs furnace.
After hearing all these things, Earl Nibelheim seemed perplexed.
âNo way, that such things will happenâ¦â¦suddenly I cannot believe it.â
âThere is no worker to be employed and assembled so far, Tou-san. Letâs think about turning it into the main industry.â
âIs it true that the young man is Gilbert of the Turm family?â
âIf you have any doubts, please visit the notary Bernhard. When we consulted about this case, we asked Gilbertâs older brother to attend.â
âBernhard, huhâ¦â¦if he can prove his identity, he is definitely the real thing.â
In the northwest part of the country, the name of Turm family had an absolute reputation.
It was the same whether it was Gilbert who was rumored to be the prodigal son whose life-or-death was uncertain.
Furthermore, if it could be guaranteed that Bernhard, a notary public, was his brother, then there was no further proof needed.
âIf so, the problem is about the purchase of whetstones.â
âItâs not about the silver mining right, but how to buy the whetstone mining right?â
âThatâs it, I cannot afford to purchase it outright with our current financial standing.
Since my reputation is falling lately, it will be difficult to borrow money more than this.
If we can explain the matter about porcelainâ¦â¦no, it wouldnât be weird if we got taken advantage ofâ¦â¦â
âNo way, even though we obtained cobalt oxide with great troubleâ¦â¦â
âThatâs right, itâs such an astronomical miracle that rare materials like that were thrown awayâ¦â¦hm? Wait?â
Earn Nibelheim who was talking until that point had a frantic expression on his face.
âHarry, the production place of the whetstones, the raw materials of this porcelain, is it in Evit region?â
âEhâ¦â¦uum, since itâs in the upstream of Varnalis River, yeah, itâs should be in Evit region.â
âItâs a miracle. No, this must be destinyâ¦â¦we did it, Harry!â
The expression on Earl Nibelheim turned bright.
He lifted Harold easily while raising his voice in joy.
âW-w-what happened, Tou-san?â
âHahaha! What a fool I was! Everything was gathered from the very beginning!â
âWait a moment, Tou-san! I donât understand! Donât leave me out of loop again!â
âAah, sorry, Harry.â
Earl Nibelheim lowered Harold to explain after exhaling to calm himself down.
âAbout four years ago, a certain merchant in Knot Reed went to ask for investment in our silverware industry.
It was a long-established store that handled a large amount of whetstones of the Evit region.
At that time, he was in trouble with the disposal of the stone dust which came out when processing the whetstone.â
âEhâ¦â¦?â
âEven if the amount of investment was small, I thought it was fine to accept the stone dust here.
We have a lot of old waste mines that have withered, so whatever it is, I donât mind cramming them in the old waste mine until we can dispose it.
When I suggested it, he gave me a favorable offer for the fund.
It was a contract that said all the stone dust of the Evit region that the vendor produced for 20 years will be accepted by Nibelheim.
What we want is the whetstone, which is not a stone but a materialâ¦â¦then, the stone dust is enough.â
âEeeh~~~~!!!â
Harold and I were the ones who were surprised this time.
The bell that informed us of the time had just resounded.
Earl Nibelheim raised his head at ease.
âItâs time. Sorry, Harry. I will borrow a sample of this porcelain and this ore.â
âOf course, Tou-san!â
Harold carefully put the dish back into the wooden box and handed it to Earl Nibelheim.
Earl Nibelheim put his leg on the waiting carriage and looked back unexpectedly.
âSorry, and thank you, Harry. You are my pride. Itâs a waste that you are my son.â
After leaving behind something like that, Earl Nibelheim went out of the castle in no time.
Harold stood in the middle of the courtyard after his father left and didnât move.
To me who was behind him, it seemed that he was staring at the sky.
âSeriously, that person always busy running around.â
âYou mean your father?â
âAa. I wish I could talk a lot more with him.
Saying I am his pride, now of all timesâ¦â¦such a thing, if he said such a thingâ¦â¦what should I say, I donât understandâ¦â¦â
Harold sniffled while cursing with a loud voice.
I see, he wasnât looking at the sky, he was enduring so the tears wouldnât spill.
I tried to take out my handkerchief but stop myself.
Because I recalled the rule that Harold imposed on himself about crying only once.
I thought that happy tears shouldnât count, but it was he himself who decided it.
âItâs alright. You can talk a lot with him from now on.â
âI seeâ¦â¦thatâs trueâ¦â¦â
It seemed that Harold couldnât endure it anymore, he crouched and heaved with sobs.
Laying a handkerchief down, I sat in a back-to-back position with him.
âErica?â
âI got tired from the conversation, so I want to take a break. Is that fine?â
âWell, butâ¦â¦â
âHarold must be tired too. You ought to take it easy.â
âYeahâ¦â¦sorry, thank youâ¦â¦â
My back took a slight weight of Harold.
Beyond my expectation, Harold noticed my intention and began to cry without hesitation.
I pretended that I couldnât hear him crying, so that Harold could cry as much as he likes.
I entrusted half of my weight on Haroldâs back and looked up to the autumn sky from the courtyard.
I felt that the Nibelheimâs sky on that day was high, clear, and blue.
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