The Sickly Youngest Member of the Villainous Family

Othello closed the book he was reading.

 

In his sunlit room, a teddy bear like the one he gave to Sasha was placed on the desk.

 

Considering the silence, perhaps she figured out that the bear was named Luna.

 

For some reason, he felt a bit disappointed.

 

– You’ve regressed, Evan Taylor.

 

That was quite an…… interesting thing to hear.

 

Othello shook his head.

 

Rising to his feet, he sheathed his sword and headed out of the room.

 

This was a small cottage that faced the Taylors’ mansion.

 

The Taylors’ would not allow him to enter the mansion.

 

It was not unexpected, given how suspicious Chenoa Taylor was.

 

“…….”

 

As Othello left, the soldiers waiting outside took a defensive stance.

 

As usual, Othello headed towards the back of the cabin.

 

There was a small open space behind the cabin.

 

Othello used to carve wood to create training targets.

 

As Othello raised his sword, a dark flame energy emanated from it.

 

“Gives me the chills.”

 

He heard a maid muttering as she exited, carrying bread for breakfast. His heightened senses due to his extraordinary abilities made her voice audible.

 

Within Taylors’ territory, the dark flame was seen as very ominous and something to be avoided.

 

However, Othello naturally paid no mind to such perceptions.

 

He was happy to use his black flame to make the soldiers avoid him.

 

“…….”

 

Othello aimed his sword at a wooden puppet 30 meters away.

 

Yet, the dark flame that emanated from his sword only grazed the lower part of the wooden puppet.

 

Othello slashed again, and again, and again.

 

– Everyone will die. Perseus will be resurrected……….

 

Sasha’s voice, filled with concern, echoed in his mind.

 

It was a story not worth taking seriously.

 

After all, kids tend to imagine strange things.

 

The reason he hadn’t killed Evan Taylor that day…

 

– If Evan dies, I might end up dying too. Dad, Jin, and Othello too… I might not see them again.

 

It was likely because of her voice.

 

Swoosh―

 

The solid mass of dark flame energy from Othello’s sword accurately tore through the middle of the wooden puppet.

 

No, it didn’t just tear through; it shattered into pieces as if it had exploded.

 

Othello stared at the spot where the wooden puppet had been standing with his cold eyes.

 

He decided to remember this feeling exactly.

 

When dealing with enemies, he would do it precisely and ruthlessly, just like this.

 

After a moment, Othello put the sword with its dark and solid appearance back into its scabbard.

 

– I want to see Othello again.

 

He decided to believe that all of Sasha’s words were true.

 

* * *

 

“Ugh… Another failure today.”

 

I turned away from the black tower with a small sigh.

 

I really wanted to open it up and gather information about the elixirs or the world, but my current level of development wasn’t enough for the tower to allow me in.

 

And with Grandfather Hector, a treasure trove of knowledge, not around, it would be hard to find an explanation for some of the books in the library that I didn’t understand.

 

I put the key hanging around my neck back into my clothes.

 

[Name: Sasha Winchester (LV.7)]

 

[Occupation: Unemployed]

 

[Traits: Rattle Master, Little Explorer]

 

[Stats: Health 18 / Strength 10 / Magic ― / Intelligence 31

 

*There are undisclosed stats.]

 

[Skills: Black Domination (LV.4/SS)]

 

[Inventory: Secret of the Blue Falcon / 370 Rubies]

 

The days felt incredibly slow.

 

If only the shop that still has a lock on it was open, I might be able to find something useful.

 

Elixirs, elixirs, elixirs…

 

Ah-choo!

 

“Miss, you’re sneezing again.”

 

Maya looked at me with a worried expression.

 

I’m getting pretty good help from Elixia, but sickness follows me like a shadow.

 

Three days ago, I had a fever again and the doctor kept an eye on me almost the entire day.

 

He was quite concerned that the scent of Pallas wasn’t working.

 

Considering the description of the original Sasha Winchester, this seemed like an unavoidable fate.

 

“Let’s go inside.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Looking up at the clouds in the sky, I began to walk again.

 

“I’d like to have Vitello Tonato and Alvese for lunch. ”

 

“I’ll have the chef prepare it, but I’m glad you’re eating well, miss.”

 

Certainly, despite my weak constitution, I had a good appetite.

 

It couldn’t be helped; the best thing about becoming a noble young lady from a humble background was the food.

 

I still can’t forget the thrill of tasting sumptuous food after the bland baby food…….

 

The Winchester Duke’s household was quite prosperous, and there were dishes so delicious they couldn’t be found elsewhere. Both Jin and Othello often left more than half of their portions uneaten.

 

But I was different. I ate every bit of the food given to me, leaving nothing behind.

 

The doctor told me so.

 

You were born with a congenital weakness, but you overcame it with your appetite.

 

“Lime granita, too.”

 

I added to the menu, remembering the refreshing taste of ice.

 

“Miss, you’re even coughing, too.”

 

“It’s hot, though.”

 

As soon as we entered the mansion, raindrops began to fall.

 

I thought the timing was good and took a step forward, but I heard an urgent voice from somewhere.

 

“Trouble’s brewing. If things go wrong, it might turn into a war…!”

 

“Where’s the doctor?”

 

“He’s inside.”

 

I quickened my pace and headed to the second floor.

 

“What about His Grace, the Duke?”

 

“He’s inspecting the territory, so it might take some time.”

 

Servants and maids were gathered in the corridor, and there was also the ashen-faced head maid.

 

And surprisingly, in front of Evan’s room… Jin, soaked in blood, was standing.

 

Seeing the sword at Jin’s hip, I could guess the situation.

 

“Brother Jin.”

 

As I stood in front of him, Jin turned his gaze to me with a chilling expression.

 

There was no life left in his dark eyes, but it was clear that Evan had been in a dangerous situation.

 

Of course, I wasn’t in a position to interrogate Jin.

 

“Are you injured?”

 

At my question, Jin’s eyebrow twitched, and he sighed softly after a moment.

 

His face looked quite uncomfortable.

 

“Taylor’s heir is injured.”

 

What I don’t understand here is that this is Jin Winchester.

 

Othello would have killed Evan, but Jin was a very rational person.

 

“Was it a duel?”

 

Jin’s silence was affirmative.

 

Of course, I didn’t imagine Jin would have dueled with Evan, even if Evan had acted recklessly.

 

I don’t know about Jin, but Evan, a regressor, is likely stronger than Jin, so how come…….

 

Bang-!

 

And before my thought even finished, Jin drew his sword and slashed toward the door I was behind. I froze in shock, and the door split into two, falling on either side.

 

As the door flew, I caught a glimpse of Evan’s room. He was lying unconscious on the bed, his upper body stripped, and bandages stained with blood wrapped around him.

 

Around him, a clear radiance that resembled the glint of a blade was swirling.

 

The doctor seemed to have injured his hand, as he stepped back to stem the bleeding while some servants stood agape.

 

“He moved to the room after being injured in the training ground, but something unexpected happened.”

 

Jin’s calm voice reached me.

 

“I didn’t expect that kid to awaken his ‘Clear Light’ so soon.”

 

The palpable aura of the Clear Light made me twitch.

 

Evan Taylor……He awakened his Clear Light not long ago?

 

Suddenly, I remembered a window I’d once seen.

 

[The lost 28th regressor’s abilities are sealed.]

 

[The lost 28th regressor will be forcibly awakened.]

 

Could it be… that was the awakening of the ability ‘Clear Light’?

 

Then, until now, he couldn’t use Clear Light?

 

Wasn’t he supposed to awaken it when he was four years old, just like in the original?

 

“His Clear Light is running wild.”

 

I remembered hearing Maya say something like that before.

 

When you awaken your powers, your body struggles to accept them.

 

If you push yourself too hard during that time, your body, the vessel for your powers, can break.

 

Othello had told me that when he awakened his Black Flame, he had unconsciously wandered around the mansion, causing considerable damage.

 

“For now, you should step back, young master.”

 

The head maid approached Jin and bowed her head, speaking.

 

There was nothing we could do in the current situation.

 

I continued to gaze at the intense aura surrounding Evan’s body.

 

* * *

 

“What’s happening?”

 

In the original story, Evan awakened his Clear Light around the age of four.

 

It happened without much difficulty, and he showed an extraordinary ability that no one in his generation had.

 

The present Evan is a regressor who has repeated regressions many times since the original story.

 

So naturally, I thought he would have awakened Clear Light much earlier.

 

After all, he’s a little chick that could awaken with a simple cry.

 

‘If you’ve just awakened…….’

 

The body after awakening is quite unstable.

 

You need to fully integrate your powers into your body.

 

‘So…… that’s why you did it.’

 

The night Evan attacked me while wearing Lysonia flashed through my mind.

 

But in reality, the sensation of Clear Light stopping before my head was a bit awkward.

 

If I were to describe it, it was like flickering. If that wasn’t the difference between Black Flame and Clear Light…

 

Evan isn’t yet proficient in using Clear Light.

 

Under such circumstances, it was understandable that he would go into such a runaway state if he had pushed his Clear Light to the limit with the help of Jin’s flame.

 

Given Evan’s personality, it’s unlikely that he would have refused to duel with Jin.

 

“If Evan dies like that… what will happen to me?”

 

As I entered the room, I pondered for a moment.

 

Evan is a regressor, and the moment Evan dies, the world regresses.

 

In that case, will I go back to being a baby… or will I just cease to exist in this world? Dammit, my lunch!

 

[The item ‘Secret of the Blue Falcon’ is reacting to the Special Zone].

 

Suddenly, I remembered the message in the Special Area that I hadn’t been paying attention to.

 

Evan Taylor’s Space.

 

Perhaps there’s a hint hidden here that can remedy this situation.

 

After a brief consideration, I entered the special area.

 

His familiar room unfolded before me.

 

“Phew…”

 

I took a deep breath.

 

I was about to re-enter this unwelcoming place.