The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

214 – Scene 214# a Parent’s Heart

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In conclusion, we succeeded in getting Mabel out of Gehenna.

There was a nervous moment, but when Mabel recognized Helga, she lost her will her to fight.

Mabel, overwhelmed with emotion, was unable to get up in front of Helga for a while. Those who didn’t know the situation probably thought it was a situation where Helga overpowered Mabel.

Additionally, it was a good decision for Helga to unleash her magical powers. Thanks to the fact that her lightning struck the surroundings and caused chaos, the touching mother-daughter reunion was not raised with much suspicion.

Even though it was against my instructions, the result was okay, so I had no choice but to move on.

I notified her her her her Gehenna, her warden her her, her her her her Brock her her her, that I would place her under her her command her her and that I would place her her under her command her and that I would place her under her command her her.

He brought her in without any formalities.

Even if you don’t have to say anything, Brock will take care of the rest. Anyway, there is no problem in taking a few prisoners from Gehenna.

The only thing that was a bit difficult was…

“Like this… So you’ve grown up like this. My daughter my one and only treasure…”

“Mother… Ugh…”

The carriage ride back to the mansion was literally filled with tears.

They are two people who have been apart for almost 20 years. Besides, Helga thought her Mabel was dead and she was still alive.

It was truly a touching mother-daughter reunion, but I am not suited to be a part of such an event. Her cynical personality also played a role, but there are few people who are less suited to tear-jerking scenes than Tristan.

In the end, the best solution I chose for the two of us to meet again was to pretend to sleep.

But when I slightly opened my eyes, I saw that the man who was Mabel’s henchman was also pretending to be sleeping.

Did you say Marco?

At first, I thought he had the same name as Marco, Leon’s son and captain of the Royal Guard, but he said it was a pseudonym he was using to hide his identity his.

It was so pathetic that he closed his eyes and tried not to disturb the two people’s reunion, wondering if he was completely oblivious. We didn’t talk much, but he seemed like a pretty useful person.

When I arrived at the mansion, I decided to give the two people time to have a conversation that had been delayed without further instructions.

How many things must have been said that have not been said for nearly 20 years?

In the original, it is the story of a mother and daughter who could not share in their lives. Please share freely.

It was the next day that Mabel formally greeted me.

“Count. Greetings again. “This is Helga’s mother, Mabel.”

She didn’t even use ‘anger’, but she bowed her head to me.

Without even asking Helga to do so, she stood next to Mabel and bowed her head to me. It probably means that both of them are thankful to me.

“How can I thank you…” ” ” . Not only did he give me my daughter, he even gave me my eyes…”

Mabel must have started crying again while saying that, so she covered her eyes. Does she have weaker tear ducts than she thought? She thought it was the woman in charge, but then she saw her grown daughter next to her.

Helga, who was worse off, comforted Mabel by her side.

“Oh, I’m completely fine now.”

“Sorry. When I think about how much pain it must have been for you as a child, I feel like my mind is collapsing…”

“Mother…”

Helga looked very embarrassed.

She has never received normal love from her parents until now, and now that she feels her parents ‘her love her later, she looks like she doesn’t know what to do. Plus, I’m probably even more embarrassed because it’s in front of me.

After gathering her thoughts, Mabel continued speaking again.

“I heard the whole story from her daughter. The Count has helped me with so many things so far. I could have gone astray due to my poor father and mother… I guess it can be said that it was all thanks to the Count that I was able to meet my eldest daughter in such good health. Thank you and thank you again.”

Unlike yesterday, I am embarrassed that I am appearing in such a low manner. Because she was someone who always had a slanted view on those with vested interests, such as nobles and the royal family.

But Mabel wasn’t grateful because I was a nobleman. Even if I had been a slave, she would probably have expressed her gratitude in the same way.

It also meant that Mabel cared for Helga very much.

“No… “No need for gratitude.”

“No. If the Count hadn’t helped me, I wouldn’t have been able to enter the empire so easily. “Being thankful is being thankful.”

Come to think of it, Mabel was purposely imprisoned in Gehenna to hide her identity.

She must be thrilled that something she had planned for so many years was accomplished in half a day with my help.

But I feel strange when both Wendy’s mother and Helga’s mother bow to me.

Is this how all parents with daughters feel?

“Honestly, because of my background, I don’t know how to do anything and I’m not the type to work under anyone. But… The Count is my daughter’s invaluable benefactor and family member. “I will help you with anything I can.”

I know they are benefactors, but they are family.

Is this similar to saying that I recognized him as a colleague? For pirates who live in groups, colleagues can be thought of as family. It’s probably the same family that the mafia talks about.

Even though it is a different culture, it would be right to respect it.

I didn’t bother to point out Mabel’s words and just moved on.

“I don’t want anything special from you. “If you just want to be with Helga, don’t take a single step out of the mansion without my permission.”

“Yes. Of course.”

“And…”

There is still one more thing left.

This much must be clearly stated.

“Forget about your grudges against the imperial family for a moment.”

“… Why?”

“The emperor you tried to kill, Maxim, died long ago.”

“You don’t know, Count, but…”

“No. “I know.”

From the beginning, Mabel did not intend to destroy the empire by assassinating the emperor with a grand cause.

What was supposed to be a direct request to the emperor to release his captured pirate colleagues turned into an assassination attempt.

I know through the original work.

But there is no need to tell that long story in its entirety now.

“… That you lost quite a few comrades. “I know that the resentment still remains.”

“… Then you know why I can never forget.”

Mabel’s face in shadow.

That face looked familiar.

An expression that is trying hard to swallow hatred and anger. It was something I saw from Blanchet before.

Resentment leads to human destruction.

As someone who has been stabbed with multiple blades by Blanchet, this is true.

Right now, those who had a grudge against the Tristan and Ruelberta families were widespread.

After I became possessed, I extinguished the urgent fire, but there are probably still many people who hold a grudge. It’s just that they can’t show it outwardly due to the pressure of the Ruelberta family’s power.

The moment the Ruelberta family falls, they will rush to put their swords in my back.

Mabel’s resentment is probably no less than theirs.

Even if Mabel had n’t died while saving the protagonist and his group, she would have taken revenge on the imperial family someday. Had she also lost her life in the process, she would have incurred even greater resentment.

But I have no right to stop her revenge

All I can say is to postpone that revenge for a while… No, not just that.

That’s enough for now.

“Okay. Know. But I didn’t ask you to forget it completely. “I just told you to forget it for a moment.”

“For a moment… ?”

“One year from now.”

I stared at Mabel.

“Forget everything about the imperial family for just one year. That is the final condition I have for you to stay in the mansion.”

The reason for this condition is simple.

In one year, this world will be engulfed in chaos due to players. If you just stay calm until then, I have nothing to ask for.

When a specific period was suggested, Mabel thought for a moment.

“Are you asking me to think about it in the meantime… ? I probably won’t change my mind…”

“Does not matter. Just keep it for one year. After that, I won’t mind if you do whatever you want.”

“… All right. If that’s the case, I’ll forget about it. “It is the Count’s request.”

“Good night. If so, I will officially hire you.”

I gave her a nod and gave her her new title.

“From now on, you are Helga’s exclusive maid.”

“Yes?”

“Eh?”

Mabel and Helga looked at me as if they had made a promise.

Who wouldn’t be a mother and daughter? Even the facial expressions are the same.

“I’ve always thought that Helga needed a maid. “The room condition is not normal.”

“Ship, Count?! When you say that, it makes it sound like I don’t clean my room!?”

“I’m not saying it’s meant to sound like that, it’s just like that. Helga. “Your room is dirty.”

“That… !”

Helga, perhaps embarrassed about exposing her her private parts of her, is watching Mabel notice her. She is an adolescent daughter who is wary of her mother.

“Room?”

But Mabel tilted her head as if something was strange.

“Excuse me… “I’m saying this because I don’t know much, but do nobles usually have separate rooms for their married couples?”

“… A couple?”

What does that mean?

Mabel asked as if it was even more difficult to understand my reaction.

“Didn’t you take my daughter as your true wife?”

“…”

Only then did I realize why she had referred to me as her benefactor and her family.

The provider of this misunderstanding is of course…

“… Helga.”

“Ahaha… Well? Why would my mother do that… “What?”

Helga said, sweat pouring down her face.

He can’t even make eye contact with me. Should I at least put some ‘anger’ into it?

Helga, unable to bear my cold gaze, apologized with her wrinkled face.

“Sorry. I should have introduced you as her concubine her her…”

You’re not even a concubine.