After cautiously studying the smiles of his elders, Velin decided to stop agonizing over it. A glutton it is, then. They gave these to me; I didn't ask for them. I can take the extras to Kyle to try.
No longer worrying about saving face, Velin put ten Ice Flower Fruits into his Space Ring and kept the remaining one in his hand.
"Father, Granduncle Iorisis, Great Aunt Miyali, Granduncle Oster, Uncle Ipjil, and Elder Brother, I'll be going now."
"Go on."
At his father's words, Velin turned and left the hall.
A while later, Count Misis, Ipjil, put down his knife and fork and waved all the maids out of the main hall.
"Angus, does our family's Child of Miracle even know he has that title?"
"Hahaha, Angus, I'm curious too. Does the boy know about the nickname his maternal grandfather gave him?" the Hurricane Count asked with a laugh, setting down his knife and fork.
"That boy!" Angus shook his head with a smile. "He probably doesn't know yet."
"So everyone knows except little Velin himself?" Miyali, the Blood Moon Count, asked curiously, a faint smile on her face.
"I believe so, but that's just as well." A smile appeared on Count Andusi Oster's stern face. "We shouldn't interfere too much in the little fellow's development."
"Also, Ilisis, don't tell your younger brother about this."
"Understood, Granduncle Oster," Ilisis answered respectfully.
After leaving the main hall, Velin headed straight for the residence where Kyle was resting.
Hearing the approaching footsteps, Kyle stopped meditating, opened his eyes, got out of bed, and went to open the door.
Velin had been about to knock. When the door opened on its own, he could only lower his raised right hand helplessly and step inside.
"Here, Ice Flower Fruits. Give them a