I Played the Role of the Adopted Daughter Too Well Chapter 44

A few minutes ago, Heron thought as he took his steps.

Why am I going to Violas room?

He was looking at the flower crown that had been preserved with super-rapid freezing magic before. Then, he suddenly rembered Viola and ca here.

There was no particular reason.

When he arrived in front of Violas door, he could hear a voice.

Please, be older sister dea.

When he felt a presence outside the room, it seed that Viola and dea were hugging each other.

He had extre control over his mana, killing all sights and sounds.

And so, Duke Heron slowly opened the door without making any noise.

Just as expected.

Viola and dea were hugging. Looking at them, Viola was very short and lifted her heels tight.

What are you doing? I think I need so explanation.

Herons reason thought.

What a beautiful sight this is.

Why are Veratouxs siblings so soft?

dea took a step away from Viola. Then, she bowed her waist slightly and placed her right hand on her left chest.

Greetings, father.

A greeting towards Heron, her father and Lord of the Winter Castle.

Viola contemplated whether she should or not.

Actually, father doesnt like that kind of polite manners.

Everyone usually greeted the Winter Lord, although Heron didnt really like that greetings and courtesy.

Should I still do it?

Because there was such a thing as etiquette in this world.

Well, I guess I missed the timing

To be polite, she should have done it earlier. It would be more awkward to greet now and put her hand on her chest right now.

Well, I dont know.

With that thought, Viola just decided to take it easy. She lifted both of her skirts slightly and lowered her waist.

Welco.

deas body flinched as she greeted.

What do you an, welco?

It was such an ordinary greeting. It was so ordinary that it beca a problem because this was not an ordinary family, but the Veratoux family.

dea was worried inside.

Viola. Dont relax.

The other person was a thousand-kills Duke Heron before a father.

It was the sa for dea.

The Winter Lord Heron was closer than her father, Heron.

But, what explanation are you asking for?

Didnt you support White Veratoux?

A white Veratoux must be smart.

The white Veratoux are those who can penetrate and read the other persons innermost thoughts and devise strategies.

So, now Herons words an, If youre a white Veratoux, interpret the situation yourself.

I hugged Viola.

I hugged sister dea.

Hearing them, Herons eyebrows twitched slightly.

You both know Im not asking about the situation.

dea thought for a mont. The conversation they had earlier was not a conversation suitable for Veratoux. This was especially true for Viola.

A war between blood and flesh. Various plot tricks and dark battles to beco an heir. I hate all of them. Ive always wanted a family. The family I dread and admired is not like this.

Whether or not her father had heard those words, dea did not know.

I have to protect Viola.

dea explained with a common-sense answer.

Isnt that a basic virtue for Veratoux? Hugs the opponent, analyzes their body type, and feels the power and flow of the opponents mana.

Then, Viola?

Heron was well aware of deas skills.

She was a one-star knight in her early twenties. A swordsman who achieved growth comparable to that of Herons youth. There was no reason for dea to hug Viola like that, because there was no need for body shape analysis in the first place.

Monts later, Viola replied.

I told her to hug .

Why?

deas stomach burned.

In her judgnt, Heron wasnt in a good mood right now.

Veratouxs acted un-Verratoux like. However, she could not openly defend Viola since it was even less Veratoux-like.

What the hell are you trying to say?

Please, be older sister dea.

Viola said so.

Thinking that, dea made a decision. She decided to be the older sister of this child. She decided not to be sister dea Veratoux, but to be sister dea. She had to protect this child from her disappointed father.

I do not know

But, she doesnt know how to protect her.

If it was a fight between a sword and a sword, she could fight sohow, but this case was different.

Viola continued to speak.

Can father hug , too?

.

Viola moved on to him without waiting for Herons reply.

Her movents were reflected in Herons eyes.

Suddenly, the figure of Viola ca to mind. She clung to dea like a cicada, lifting her heels with her little stature.

Now, she stood in front of Heron.

Viola was still smaller than her age.

The reason is?

Hug .

dea bit her lip.

She looked so dangerous wanting to him recklessly like that. Wasnt that kind of irrationality sothing her father hated?

The reason is?

If asked, the reason should be explained. And, when he asked like that, the answer Viola gave was too vague.

Perhaps, their father was very offended.

The child is now ten years old, and if she is not Veratoux, she will be removed imdiately

However, sothing amazing happened.

Heron shoved his arm into Violas armpit. At that action, she could feel her body float.

Oh, Im flying?

It felt like she was flying in the sky for a mont.

Her body went up.

Looks like a feather.

As Viola was held by Heron, she pressed her ear to his chest.

Thud! Thud!

His heart was beating.

Herons heart, known for having the coldest blood than anyone else, was the sa as everyone elses. It ran normally and had an ordinary warm body temperature.

Viola opened her mouth, burying her face in Herons chest.

I wanted to find out what the Winter Lord and the White Wind had in common. Because sister dea inherited fathers blood.

What do we have in common?

I do not know.

You do not know?

Herons eyes narrowed at her answer.

If she couldnt figure out anything, all these actions beca aningless actions.

That was to say, it was all a waste of ti.

I would have to grasp and for my hands to touch each other to understand.

Saying so, she stretched out her arms, but Herons chest was too wide.

My fathers arms are too wide.

In the end, it ans you didnt figure out anything.

I realized that my fathers arms were very wide and warr than I thought.

What does that an?

Does it have to be aningful?

Heron lowered Viola to the ground.

As her feet touched the ground, she continued. Every ti is worth only when they are aningful. Veratoux should use all of their ti wisely.

Just.

Viola held her breath for a mont.

With the heart of a reader who adored her favorite character, she built the world in the novel.

I wanted to hug you.

Why?

dea was confused.

She didnt know what Viola was talking about, and it was strange that her father was more moderate than she thought.

My father is different than usual

What if dea did the sa thing?

He must have been very disappointed. However, it was difficult for her to find any sign of disappointnt in Heron.

Sothing was out of the ordinary.

I think it would be aningful to find out why.

You an you dont know now?

Yes.

Viola was confident.

I think that the most necessary thing for White Veratoux is an insight into the essence of the world. That leads to intuition. I wanted to understand the essence of this unexplained heart. If my father hugged , I wondered if I could find out the essence of that heart.

She then frowned slightly.

Viola was like a child in her own agony.

But, I still dont know. Theres no good reason.

In fact, this question was the question that Heron Veratoux posed in his mind.

Heron Veratoux must feel the sa now.

Why did I want to be hugged by my father? And, why did he hug ?

If there is no reasonable reason, why did he hug this child and not question it? This question made a big wave in Heron Veratouxs mind.

And, on the big wave, she blew a bigger wind.

Just Cant you give a lot of hugs? Ill find out the rationale and essence.

At that, she stretched her arms out.

In the end, Heron hugged Viola again as if possessed by sothing.

Viola whispered.

Thank you. For hugging .

Heron returned to the room.

Theres a lot of irrational things these days.

Why did I go to Violas room and hug her without saying a word?

Violas words pierced Herons chest.

[ But I still dont know. There is no reasonable reason. ]

[ Just Cant you give a lot of hugs? Ill find out the rationale and essence. ]

Knock, knock.

Then, a knock resounded.

It was dea.

Her eyes were like red marbles.

Whats going on?

Will father punish the child?

Are you talking about Viola?

Yes.

dea bit her lip slightly.

This behavior is not Veratoux-like because its not right for a Veratoux to cover for another Veratoux.

Though today, she wanted to do whatever moved her heart.

Viola took off her mask and approached first. She first approached with a candid look and held out her hand. The little girl first gave her courage.

This ti, its my turn to be brave.

[ I got sister wrong, and sister got it wrong. So, its okay if were making a mistake now. ]

[ Its okay if were making a mistake. ]

Even though dea had lived her life acting perfect, she was well aware that she was not perfect herself.

But, an unexpected answer ca.

Well. If I was going to punish her, Id have done it on the spot. Why did you think I would punish Viola?

I thought father was different than usual.

Different from usual.

He was much more gentle than usual. It ant that soon, both his interest and expectations for Viola would have been abandoned.

dea Veratoux interpreted it that way.

Heron thought for a mont.

Different from usual.

He also clearly recognized it. It was very different from usual. When dealing with Viola, he looks very different from usual.

If its okay with you, I want to do this mission with Viola.

Your mission is to kill Jackal, the Head of Storm Fortress.

I know. I know its an overly risky mission for that kid now.

dea thought.

If this mission is successfully accomplished, Viola will be able to prove her ability once again.

What she had shown so far wasnt too bad, though killing the Head of the Storm Fortress was a completely different matter. If the appearances she had shown so far have been great for her age, this mission was a great mission regardless of your age.

If it could be done, Violas position and status would rise rapidly.

If I help, Viola will be able to prove her strength as a Veratoux once again.

dea sincerely vowed to help Viola.

[ I wish you were my sister. ]

She decided to beco an older sister.

The next day, dea visited Violas room.

She was drinking her strawberry ade at the sa ti.

She was handed the strawberry ade from Viola. It has been a long ti since she had such a sweet drink.

The cool refreshing sensation perated her body.

Is it delicious?

Its delicious.

In deas eyes, she was an innocent ten-year-old kid.

Viola. The mission order will be issued soon.

A mission order?

Yes. Youll be on a mission with .

Viola was nervous for a mont.

The mission that dea received was a heinous mission whose difficulty was beyond imagination.

Why, why do you want to co?

dea said sincerely.

Ill be your sister. Ill help you further, so that you can prove your Veratoux figure.

No

Sister. There seems to be sothing wrong with the focus.

Im going to Storm Fortress.

At that word, she seed to know what the mission was.

The mission is to kill Jackal, the leader of the Storm Fortress. It was also a mission that almost killed even that great dea.

Is your mission to kill the storm sword Jackal?

She prayed it wasnt. Viola hoped that was not the mission.

Its too dangerous

Youre like a white Veratoux. Thats correct.

.

There was an overly beautiful smile.

It was so refreshing that she wanted to die.

In the fourth year of possessing, Viola was out of breath for the first ti in a while!