Seventh: Volume 8 [Parts 1 to 6] by Yomu Mishima

Author:Yomu Mishima
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 91: As a Father

“Answer me! Are those damn beasts more important to you than us?!” screamed a younger version of the sixth head—Fiennes—at his father, Fredriks.

By this time, the white streaks in Fredriks’s hair had started to grow rather conspicuous. The now old man was tending to various animals, wearing clothing unbefitting of a noble.

As for their location, it seemed we were on the Walt Estate. Part of the yard had been fenced off and the animals had been left to roam freely. There were even stables built for them.

Wearing mobile work clothing, Fredricks was piling up hay. “It has nothing to do with you,” he answered his son.

Fiennes grabbed at him. “It’s got everything to do with me! You send all my brothers and sisters away, and then what?! These beasts are the only ones who get to stick around!”

It looked like the diminutive Fredriks would be no match against the giant that was Fiennes. However, with a masterful move, Fredricks easily tossed Fiennes into the air.

He looked down on the boy, his eyes as cold as ice.

“You’re not training enough. If you have the time to do this, then go shed some sweat,” Fredriks said before returning to his work.

Fiennes had nothing to say back to the man. He stood, gritted his teeth, and left the stables.

The scene faded to shades of gray, frozen in time.

Folding his arms, the sixth said, “How about that? Pisses you off, right?”

“That was a bit much. Rather, what even happened?”

As soon as I asked for the specifics, I was showered with terrible tales of the fifth.

“Lyle, do you know how many siblings I have?”

“I was never told.”

“There are thirty-six of us, including me.”

“Umm... What?”

That many?

“Yeah, well he had five women, including mom. The man wanted kids, to say the least. To be more precise, he wanted political tools.”

For most of the children, their destinations had apparently been decided from the moment they were born. Nearly all of the sons married into other houses, although a few of them managed to go independent. As for the daughters, they were all married off.

Perhaps it was inevitable, given their positions, but every single marriage was political in nature.

“Huh? But, umm... Wasn’t Milleia different?”

Milleia—the great-grandmother of Miranda and Shannon—had been born to House Walt. She had been the sixth head’s little sister. Yes, when it came to Milleia, the then-head of House Circry had proposed marriage to her.

“Yeah, that guy did say he wanted to marry Milleia. But his house had the same status it holds today. You know Miranda comes from a court viscount house, right? It worked out conveniently for House Walt. And there’s also the fact that Milleia was blind to consider.”

If she hadn’t received the proposition, she would have eventually been married off to wherever was most convenient. The sixth head explained it while staring at the animals frozen in the fields of gray.

“Dogs, cats... There’s a lot of them.”

“The shitty old man was soft on animals. He looked at them with a face he’d never show to his family.

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