The Harvest Mouse Exits the Fairytale Together with Cinderella-Chapter 114
Elodie suddenly recalled something.
Now that she thought about it, despite Seraphina’s thirst for knowledge, she had never been particularly interested in the academy.
Originally, she had wanted to stay in Valkyrisen and live with Elodie.
But the moment she realized she had a special talent, she had suddenly insisted on going to the academy.
‘I thought she just wanted to be personally trained by experts in the field of nullification.’
That was why, despite wanting to keep her close, Elodie had reluctantly let her go.
Because more than anything, she wanted Seraphina to be free—to reach her full potential without being tied down.
‘But it turns out she did all of this just to find a way to break the Ratson family’s curse?’
And she had been secretly researching it all this time, only to reveal it on her birthday?
Honestly, wasn’t that kind of unfair?
Whether people were watching or not, tears continued to stream down her face.
When she had once asked what the gods were even doing, the fire spirit Inferno had replied,
[I’m sure they arranged something for you in their own way. You can count on that.]
"Where is it, then? That arrangement."
It was here. Right in front of her.
Maybe Seraphina had been the gift the gods had sent her all along.
"Sniff..."
It took a long time before Elodie finally stopped crying and sniffled.
The harvest mice, who had been flustered by the sudden outburst of their "Baby," finally let out relieved sighs.
At that moment, the housekeeper harvest mouse approached and pulled out a handkerchief.
"Baby, please use this."
"......."
Elodie reached out and took the tiny piece of cloth.
Then, she awkwardly stared down at it.
It was so small—not even the size of her pinky nail.
This wouldn’t even be enough to wipe away a single tear, let alone blow her nose.
"Wait a moment... Is that true? Can the young lady really break the curse?"
High Priest Maximilian, unable to hide his shock, interrupted with wide eyes.
So even her father hadn’t known.
No, it wasn’t just him.
Every single harvest mouse gathered in the plaza looked just as stunned, their eyes round with disbelief.
Seraphina shook her head.
"Not right away."
"I see..."
"To be honest, I can usually identify the core of any power I see and nullify it instantly."
She had even managed to dispel Cesare’s demonic power on the spot.
Of course, there had been two factors at play.
First, she had unconsciously been exposed to traces of demonic energy during her exams, making her familiar with it.
Second, the demonic energy had already been weakened, so simply striking its core had been enough to dispel it.
Luck had played a role, but the fact remained—she had seen through its weak point immediately.
And yet, despite her genius-level ability...
"The Ratson family’s curse isn’t simple."
Especially the curses placed on the High Priest and his wife.
Multiple layers of different curses overlapped so intricately that even touching them was difficult.
It was like a tangled mess of threads that had been abandoned for so long they had fused into a single knot.
"I can’t even tell which curse is at the center of His Holiness’s affliction. And while it’s less extreme for the others, their curses are similarly complex."
"That much, we already knew," Maximilian admitted with a sigh.
It wasn’t as if they had just sat around doing nothing.
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They had investigated the curse for years, trying to find a way to break it.
"When all other methods failed, we even considered forcibly extracting it from our bodies. But that, too, was impossible."
It wasn’t that they lacked the power to do it.
After all, he was the High Priest—a direct agent of the gods.
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"If you try to cut it out by force, it’ll be fatal, won’t it?"
Seraphina seemed to already know the answer.
"Exactly. Since you compared it to a tangled thread, let me extend the analogy—if you try to cut even a single strand, the heart will stop. That’s the kind of curse this is."
The Ratson family’s curse was designed so that the higher the priest’s rank, the more complex and intertwined the curse became.
It had been constructed to ensure that no one could simply sever it by force.
At that moment, Lady Ratson, who had been listening in silence, finally spoke.
"And yet, you’re saying you can break it because you’ve found a way?"
Seraphina nodded immediately, as if she had been waiting for this question.
"Yes. It’s possible. I don’t know how long it’ll take, but one day, for sure."
Maximilian, who had been looking down, lifted his head and stared at her, disbelieving.
The other harvest mice did the same.
As their emotional gazes all turned toward her at once, Seraphina cleared her throat, her face turning slightly red.
"I won’t be able to break the priests’ curses right away. I’ll need to study them more, and Elodie’s power will be necessary..."
"What power does Gracia have?"
"Ah."
Seraphina let out a dazed sound.
Right. That was supposed to be a secret.
She had grown so used to Elodie using the Holy Hammer’s healing abilities that she had completely forgotten.
It had become such a natural part of life in Valkyrisen that even the Medical Corps acknowledged her as their top physician...
What now?
Seraphina was scrambling to come up with a way to cover for her mistake when—
The child, who had barely just stopped crying, spoke.
"Mom, Dad, I’m actually crazy strong."
"Squeak?! (W-what?!)"
"The fire spirit said I’m on par with the First High Priest."
"She’s been reading all the books in the Sacred Hall of Healing, hasn’t she?! I told you the hammer was only for emergencies!"
"Well, if you hadn’t written a whole beginner’s guide series just for me, I never would have learned it in the first place. So it’s all thanks to you, Dad. Thanks."
At Elodie’s words, the High Priest clutched the back of his neck and staggered backward.
"Squeak! (Your Holiness!)"
"Elodie."
Seraphina scolded her.
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"Oh."
Elodie scratched her cheek.
She had been so focused on establishing dominance before they could drag her back into the Ratson family that she had blurted it out without thinking.
Seraphina sighed.
"You should apologize first."
"Sowwy."
"......."
Maximilian twitched at the halfhearted apology.
Lady Ratson barely held back a laugh as she patted her husband’s back.
"But Dad, can’t you scold me after we break the Ratson family’s curse?"
"That’s not how this works..."
"You know how serious the situation is."
"......."
"The Holy Nation is abandoned, an empty shell. Everyone here is a harvest mouse. And unknown enemies are lurking everywhere."
This wasn’t a fairy tale where breaking the curse would magically fix everything.
Even if they lifted it, would that really mean a happy ending?
They still had no idea who was pulling the strings behind Basilisk.
If their enemies decided to attack now, they would all be wiped out.
"I understand how you and Mom feel, but we need to think rationally."
With that, Elodie wriggled her way into Seraphina’s arms.
As if refusing to ever be separated.
"Like hell you do..."
Maximilian could only sigh.
His daughter was throwing herself into danger, and there was nothing he could do.
He had no choice but to rely on a child.
"If Seraphina can break the curse, whether it takes a month or a year, we have to focus on that. We should—"
"Um, Elodie."
Seraphina hesitantly interrupted.
"About that curse... I can break it right now."
"......Huh?"
"But you just said—"
"I meant the priests. The curse on regular people and servants is much simpler."
For real?
Elodie gaped.
"So of course I brought it up now. Do you think I’d say something this big without results to back it up?"
Seraphina was a genius.
She had always known that, but now—
She was a once-in-a-lifetime prodigy.
Elodie turned to her parents.
"Dad, I know what I have to do."
With the flood, they had to relocate anyway.
"So while we’re at it, I’m taking the newly freed beastfolk and rebuilding the Holy Nation."
