Isabella's POV.

"Go for it, little witch. If you don't fully recover, then it's good to be aggressive with your treatment. As your clan, we won't allow you to risk it." Some elders taunted.

I frowned.

I remembered that I had seen the portraits of these people. They were no other than my father's uncles.

If I don't come, then all those relics of my father will be inherited by them. So it's no wonder that they have looked strange since I appeared here.

I took a deep breath and continued to write on the parchment.

I know all the people who appeared on this at the beginning. Even though...