I Raised the Northern Grand Duke as a Farmer Behind My Father’s Back

Dad keeps regressing. All because he wants to save me from the incurable illness that took my life. Because of that, my father—once the strongest holy knight in the Empire—fell from grace, and the corruption of his divine power became severe. At the end of his ninety-ninth life, I finally learned the truth. So I made a deal with God and erased Dad’s memories. > “The reason Dad keeps turning back time… is all because of me.” If I disappear from his life, then Dad will have no reason to commit a forbidden act, nor will his life ever be put in danger because of me. So Dad should forget everything, eat well, and live happily! > “Dad, thank you for making me your daughter ninety-nine times.” Thanks to you, I think I’ll be a little less afraid even if I have to be alone again. And just like that, my hundredth life began. --- It was a relief that Dad and I were strangers now, but there was one major problem. I had no idea how I was supposed to survive from here on out. After all, I was only a six-year-old child whose greatest asset was being cute! > “Is there somewhere Dad could never find me… while I also help cleanse the corruption in his divine power?” Fortunately… There was. I decided to seek out Grand Duke Vertus, who had been confined to the North. His territory was frozen solid by the corrupt energy of a mad dragon, leaving the land so barren that farming was impossible. > “I-I want to live here! It’s my dweam!!” “Yeah. Dreams are called dreams because they don’t come true.” The disgrace of a grand ducal family. A war demon obsessed with slaughter. After a certain incident, Grand Duke Basil Vertus was classified as a **Level-0 Dangerous Individual** and ordered to remain confined to his territory. Just as the rumors said, he was rather cold and unfriendly. But surely even a grand duke like him would have a weakness when it came to something as essential as **farming**! > “I’ll teach you how to farm in the North!” At those words, the Grand Duke stopped dead. His sharpened crimson eyes turned toward me. Will Haniel be able to melt both the Grand Duke’s frozen territory and his frozen heart—and bring about a bountiful harvest? And will she be able to save her beloved father from the corruption of his divine power?