839 – Son-in-law is a thousand-year benefactor – 3

The Masalo family is a prestigious family that ranks high within the empire. Excluding the unshakable hierarchy of the Imperial Family and the Duke’s Family, it is a prestigious family that can be counted on one hand.

That’s why the members of the Masalo family have impeccable dignity and intelligence, and they also boast abilities befitting their authority. Even though Ashlon fell, they quickly rose to the level of the first and second Marquis. That shows that they had the ability to do so.

However, it is a bit unfortunate that Eri was born as a mutant within Masalo. Her abilities are more than enough to be called a member of the Masalo family, but she is somewhat distant in terms of dignity and intelligence. That was Eri.

And today. In fact, I began to wonder if Eri was not a mutant but rather a genetic defect.

‘You’re right…’

Anyone who sees a 90-year-old running fiercely would think the same thing.

It’s an unbelievable sight. To be honest, people don’t want to run even when they’re 50 or 60 years old. If it’s a really desperate situation, even middle-aged people can run, but unless it’s something really serious, people don’t run.

But an old man who was easily in his 60s, an old man who was 90 years old, came running like a healthy young man. Even though he was at an age where people said he could walk without a cane, he was at an age where you would worry that if he took a wrong step, his bones would break.

‘Is this a dream?’

I denied reality for a moment. I was very mentally exhausted recently from attending the appointment ceremony for the saints and the seed. That’s why I might be seeing things for a moment.

Maybe the old man running over there isn’t an old man, but someone else. The neatly curled white hair isn’t white hair that has carried the flow of time, but rather, it could be white hair that was born like Eri.

“grandma!”

‘No.’

Of course, denial of reality always ends in vain. Thanks to Eri’s confirmation kill, the old man running towards me was indeed my grandmother.

It’s truly amazing. How can a normal person, not a wizard or a deserter, be so upright? It’s amazing that he’s even celebrating his 90th birthday, but he’s even able to run beyond the level of being able to move?

‘Did you take some elixir?’

It’s a pretty plausible inference. In fact, isn’t this world a world of martial arts rather than a romantic fantasy?

Now that I think about it, there was a man who could split the sky. Then it seems like it’s a martial arts film. You damned Cheonma b*stard.

“Grandma! I’ll go! Don’t run, it’s dangerous!”

Anyway, Eri smiled brightly and ran towards her grandmother.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of a granddaughter loving her grandmother. It’s true that Eri is more unique and energetic than others, but she’s weak when it comes to her own family.

That’s enough. What’s wrong with being cold to others? Just be nice to your family.

“You little punk. If you had come to visit often, Grandma wouldn’t have had to run around. Grandma is fighting a battle with her lifespan every day, so why did you come now when she suddenly collapsed?”

“Grandma, you’re doing it again! I told you not to say things like that because it’s scary!”

As I approached to greet my grandmother, I heard Eri and my grandmother’s breathless conversation.

The elder’s persecution, which put his life on the line. This is an enormous and destructive persecution, an attack that no one can stop or avoid. I also instinctively lowered my head.

“And why did you fall down! Grandma, you said you wouldn’t fall down until you saw your great-grandchild get married!”

“Anyway, never forget what’s to your advantage. Who on earth do you resemble?”

“Of course you look like your grandmother!”

Eri links arms with her grandmother while laughing. Her grandmother seems pleased with Eri’s cuteness as she smiles faintly and slaps Eri’s arm.

“it hurts!”

“Of course I did, because I was in pain.”

I flinched at the refreshing slapping sound and my shoulders shook.

My grandmother is not only good at running, but also very strong. I would believe her if you said she was 45 years old, not 90.

“Then the granddaughter who barely made it before her grandmother died will pass.”

My grandmother, who had uncrossed her arms, turned her gaze to me and bowed her head slightly.

“The Lord took pity on this old man and sent an angel to earth. Now I can finally see your face.”

“My, my lady! Raise your head! How can you bow your head to a mere granddaughter-in-law?”

I shook my head in a hurry because it was such an unexpected performance. If Ferenc wasn’t in my arms, I would have waved my hand too.

An angel sent down to earth by God. It’s a rather embarrassing title, but it’s definitely not something you should hear from your wife’s grandmother. It’s like speaking to a superior.

“An angel saved this old man from a crisis where he almost lived to be 150 years old. It is only right for a human being to express gratitude.”

As my grandmother, who had said that, raised her head, a smile that seemed to be looking at Eri came into view.

The tension was relieved and laughter erupted at that sight. The gratitude that made the listener feel embarrassed was just a joke.

‘It’s a case of genetics atavism.’

Eri wasn’t a mutant, she just resembled her grandmother. She inherited her grandmother’s values.

“Of course, even if you are an angel, you must follow the laws of the earth when you come down to earth. Until one of you, Nana, dies, I will treat you as my grandson-in-law.”

“Thank you for your kind words…”

I bowed my head reflexively as those words almost brought tears to my eyes.

Was it really that touching to hear someone say that they treat you like a granddaughter-in-law? I was afraid that I might become a crazy son-in-law who gets treated with respect by my grandmother during her birthday banquet.

“Abba. Where are you?”

Meanwhile, Ferenc, who had been quietly holding me in his arms, tilted his head.

It’s a natural reaction. Mom got slapped by an old man she was seeing for the first time, and Dad even bowed his head. Ferenc must be wondering what’s going on.

“Ferenz, hello. I’m your great-grandmother Ferenz.”

“Hey… Zengzhou… Grandma?”

However, the word ‘great-grandmother’ was too difficult for a child to pronounce. Thanks to this, Ferenc could only call his great-grandmother in fragments and stammering.

“Please feel free to call me Grandma.”

“Big Granny!”

“Right. You’re doing well.”

Of course, there is no difference whether it is a great-grandmother or a great-great-grandmother. A great-grandmother who sees her great-grandson for the first time will be able to smile no matter what is said.

In fact, my grandmother’s face toward Ferenc was as bright as the sun. She had been laughing while teasing Eri and me, but now it was incomparably brighter than before.

“Mother! Stay inside. What if you come out?”

‘ah.’

Soon, my father-in-law’s desperate cries were heard from the direction my grandmother had come running from.

It seems I’m not the only one who was surprised by the 90-year-old’s sprint.

Thanks to the tearful persuasion of her father-in-law, the grandmother went back into the castle.

Just before entering, I heard her grumbling about whether it was a sin to get some fresh air while I was still alive, but I tried to pretend not to hear her. I guess Eri, who entered the castle with me, would be able to talk to me.

“I’m sorry, son-in-law. This is your first time meeting your mother, right? You must have been quite surprised at our first meeting.”

And in a few minutes, the craftsman, whose face had become half-shaven, smiled bitterly and patted my shoulder.

“It’s okay. Rather, I am grateful that you are being so friendly to my incompetent grandson-in-law, who is only just now getting to know me.”

I nodded my head secretly to the craftsman.

I would be lying if I said I wasn’t surprised, but I am truly grateful for my grandmother’s kindness. If she didn’t like me, she wouldn’t have threatened my life with persecution or made jokes that would endanger the hearts of those who listened to me.

If I think of this as my grandmother’s kindness and affection, I’m willing to accept it.

“Thank you for saying that. In fact, my mother thinks of her son-in-law as a benefactor. If my son-in-law were to dislike my mother, she would be very sad.”

“Are you… talking to me?”

“Isn’t he the one who accepted Eri’s uniqueness as it is? Of course he would look like a benefactor.”

I couldn’t deny it, so I couldn’t help but laugh.

It was a well-known secret that Eri was the sore finger of the Marquis Iones of the Masalo family, the enviable one. His grandmother was no different from him in that sore finger.

No, maybe it was even more painful because she had a granddaughter who looked exactly like her. She looks even cuter because she looks exactly like me, but is it actually difficult to get married because of the resemblance? There is nothing more heartbreaking than that.

‘…What did your grandmother do?’

Suddenly, I reached a fundamental question. My grandmother, the original Eri, was married and had children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. Was the former Marquis of Iones someone like me?

“My mother was a typical noblewoman when she was young. After I inherited the title of Marquis, she must have let go of the burden on her mind, and she became such a unique person.”

As if my doubts were clearly visible on his face, the craftsman continued his kind explanation.

It’s embarrassing. I suddenly ended up asking, ‘How did your father-in-law’s mother get married?’

‘Crazy son-in-law…’

I started to hate myself.

***

It was my 90th birthday and all, but honestly, I wonder if it was really necessary to hold a banquet.

It’s a birthday that I experience every year, and a birthday that I celebrate every year. For the past few years, I’ve reached a point where I’m celebrated every day for being alive, not just every year.

So I told her several times that we could skip this birthday party, or at least keep it simple. Of course, the children didn’t listen to their old mother.

‘I didn’t even expect it.’

I was upset, but at the same time proud. Still, I felt like I had raised my children properly. If I had raised my children like rascals, I would have died of an illness before I turned 70, let alone having a 90th birthday party.

‘There are quite a lot of people gathered.’

So, as I looked around the banquet hall with a somewhat satisfied heart, I noticed that there were several times more guests than last year.

These people are also really useless. They lift heavy buttocks for someone who wouldn’t be surprised if he died during the banquet. They could just send congratulations through the communication port.

“Grandma, what are you thinking?”

“Eri. If this old lady lives to be 100 years old, will this banquet hall be enough?”

When I asked the question in return, Eri began to think seriously with a serious expression on her face.

“…If it’s a 100th birthday celebration, shouldn’t we rent a palace?”

“Hey, you little punk.”

“Ugh!”

He struck Eri on the back for saying such disloyal words. How could he use the noble palace to celebrate the birthday of a mere noble?

“My baby. You should take after your father, not your mother. How can you be so immature at your age?”

“Ugh.”

Then, I lightly patted my great-grandchild, who was in Eri’s arms.

Your father is a serious and honest man, so please be like him. Don’t be like Nana or Eri.