Reincarnated as an Aristocrat with an Appraisal Skill

I also had some idea of how the battle went because Leeds sent me letters from time to time, so I was at the Mansion.

The enemy army is not large enough to be overwhelmed, but it seems to be about 1.5 times larger than the Canale army.

A struggle was expected, and in fact the beginning struggled.

Ultimately, however, the Lovent army led by my father seemed to have done a great job and succeeded in driving the enemy back.

The battle lasted about four months, and it was on August 12th, four days after my twelfth birthday, that my fathers returned after it was over.

As soon as my father returned to the mansion, he seemed to be doing nothing, but about five days later his illness suddenly worsened.

He tended to fall asleep, coughed less and less, and his food grew thinner and thinner.

Because I didn't eat it, I was unable to maintain my shape and gradually lost weight over time.

And one day, about a month later, I finally got a proclamation from the doctor that I wouldn't get any better. I don't know when, but the day will come when he will die not so far away.

I am responsible for what happened to my father.

At that time, if I could lead the soldiers on the battlefield, if I could convince my father that he was at rest in the mansion and that his illness might not have had to get worse.

I tried to find another doctor to see my father.

But the answer was the same no matter what doctor I showed them.

I couldn't stop looking for a doctor.

For me, who has memories of my previous life, it may never have meant that I could have seen my father as my true father.

Still, it's true that without my father I wouldn't be here right now. Without my father, I would naturally not have been born, and I owe it to my father to be able to live so unfettered.

It was something that should never have happened, such as my father dying because of me.

"Couldn't you do it again?"

It is now November 2nd, when summer began.

The doctor, who brought him from the neighbouring group, was pronounced incapable of applying his hand any more.

"Looks like you should get to a little bigger town. Leeds, why don't we go to Arcantes, the state capital of Meesian, and find a doctor?"

The doctor wasn't letting his men go looking for him, he was going on his own.

Because those who are completing medicine are more likely and more intelligent, I would be less likely to grab a doctor.

"Dear Ars......"

Listening to my suggestion, Leeds gets a look like he said something.

"What's up?

"Alcantes is very far from here. It takes twenty days to go back and forth. Considering the amount of time you're looking for a doctor locally, it'll take you a while to come back."

"Right. But there's nothing for my father, even if it's somewhat far away. I'm just anxious to vacate the mansion for a long time, so you stay this time. Someone will be fine with Roselle's two brothers or Charlotte."

"It's not. It's going to take a while, so..."

Leeds is making it hard to say.

"Is that a hard thing to say? Don't hesitate to say it."

"... if you take too long to find it, then when the time comes, Master Ars may not be able to see the end of Master Raven"

When I heard that, my heart bounced.

I had noticed, but it was something I was trying not to think about.

My current father is already so skinny and thin that he no longer has a shadow, and I see a dead minister on his face. I'm unconscious or can't have a decent conversation even if I have one. That was the state that it seemed no surprise to die tomorrow.

"... are you telling me to give up?

"... If you fail to see Master Raven's end, I'm sure you will regret it. Dear Ars, think carefully and decide to find a doctor."

……

I got sexually angry at Reeds for that sober way of saying it.

Leeds is not bad. He sees reality accurately, he thinks about me and he's just expressing his opinion. The bad is the invisible me of reality.

I know, and I still can't contain frustration.

I think I'm going to say terrible things to Leeds like this.

I try to go home silently to my room to cool my head.

Then,

"Dear Ars!

and one of the servants of the mansion, called out. He is a servant who was entrusted with the care of his father.

"What's up?"

"Master Raven woke up earlier. Rarely is the consciousness clear, and it is said that we would like to speak alone with Master Ars"