The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 119

Chapter 119: Moving Forward Together (Teresa Side)

It was the day before Berg headed to the Marquisate.

“I dislike you,” Berg stated when he visited Teresa, who had been diagnosed by the doctor as having no further issues, intending to continue the conversation from that time.

“You did acknowledge my efforts back then, and now I understand that you were trying to encourage me with those words. However…”

Berg paused, then voiced the emotions he had held when he embraced her at that time.

“Even so, I wanted you to be on my side back then. Not as Badur=Grantos’s brother but because you saw Celc=Grantos as a person and wanted to support me based on that.”

“…”

Teresa couldn’t help but bow her head to Berg’s words. She wanted to apologize, but she couldn’t figure out where to start.

“I’m sorry…”

Unable to find the right words, she could only let out what she felt, relying on her emotions.

“I couldn’t understand your suffering, and I ended up causing you more pain… I imposed my thoughts, pushed you into a corner… I don’t know how to apologize or…”

Despite not wanting to shed tears, Teresa couldn’t hold back, feeling self-disgust for apologizing like a child in front of Berg.

“For me, it’s already…”

Just as she was about to continue, Berg lightly tapped her forehead, unexpectedly raising her face to look at him.

“I’ll forgive you with this.”

“…Huh?”

“…Including everything up to now.”

Saying that, Berg pointed to her with his finger and continued.

“I’m certainly annoyed by what you did. But even if you were to die or suffer a miserable fate, that wouldn’t be enough to atone!”

“Wha…”

“Dying and apologizing, what good would that do!? Do you think I’m the kind of guy who would be happy about that!?”

“W-Well…”

“Listen carefully. Even if you corner yourself or even die, it’s none of my concern! Offering your life wouldn’t do me any favors!”

“T-Then what should I do!?”

Since Father has turned out like that, the only thing I can freely control is this life. If even that is considered a nuisance…

“I don’t know. I’ve already forgiven you… Now, it’s up to you.”

Berg said that and let out a sigh.

“I don’t know if you’ll stay stuck or move forward. But the Teresa=Brayja I know wasn’t the type to stay stumbling like this.”

“…!”

“I disliked you, but I respected your attitude in fulfilling your duties as a noble.”

“Respected…”

“Take responsibility for your own words. If you want to atone, live your life for that purpose. Even if you were once the ex-fiancée, how long are you planning to show such a pitiful sight?”

“…!”

“Instead of moping around, decide what you’re going to do. It’s harsh, isn’t it?”

“I’ve only received harsh words from you.”

“That’s because that’s all you ever gave me.”

“There are no words to return… But there’s one thing I want to say.”

Wiping away her tears, Teresa looked Berg in the eyes, deciding to stop bowing her head.

“Thank you for helping me and Father. And goodbye… Celc…”

“…Yeah, goodbye, Teresa.”

Berg, with an unexpected smile on his face—the first time she had seen such an expression—turned on his heel and left. She watched him until he disappeared from sight.

(…You were this kind, huh?)

Despite not wanting to be involved, he had come to say those things, probably his own way of setting boundaries and encouraging her.

For me to move forward…

“Then, I’ll respond.”

Even if our paths may never cross again in the future…