I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 147

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【Chapter 147】

The Croste Ducal Family had countermeasures against monster waves, but they accepted the ceasefire as they were struggling with suddenly reduced manpower.

Since then, the two kingdoms have maintained a ceasefire with the common goal of protecting humanity from monsters.

‘Even in that situation, the Pose Duke’s family continued to send spies…’

That’s right.

The death of the previous Count’s wife that followed was because of a spy sent by Pose Duke.

The previous Count’s wife, who had a severe peanut allergy, collapsed after eating dessert prepared by a maid.

She could have lived if emergency treatment had been administered quickly, but the maid who had built trust by her side for 10 years was a spy.

She didn’t call for a physician and just watched the Count’s wife slowly die.

It was quite a famous story in the Frozen Kingdom.

Because these two incidents severely worsened relations between Frozen and Doctia.

That’s also why I considered Count Rowan as a marriage candidate.

Because I judged that someone like him would never join hands with Doctia or the opposition.

“…After our parents passed away, my brother made a request.”

“What did he ask?”

“That we must never share our allergies with anyone.”

“Then even the servants don’t know? What if the chef serves that food?”

Lucas, who had been quietly listening, interjected with a puzzled expression.

“We tactfully leave it, saying we’re full. If we reveal our allergies to anyone, it could become a weakness.”

Leila, having said that much, lowered her gaze and closed her mouth for a moment.

“But during our last tea time, that person didn’t get hives or cough even after eating peaches. Even though my brother has a severe peach allergy.”

So that’s why Leila suspected.

While I was understanding, I was a bit surprised that she shared the secret so easily.

“I’m telling you because I’m in a position to ask for help from both of you. …Where could my real brother be right now?”

Her voice, which had been well-controlled throughout the conversation, trembled slightly.

From their parents’ death to the confusion about her missing brother.

It must have been a difficult situation for a young lady who clearly grew up loved and cherished.

I gave Lucas a look.

‘We need to investigate, right?’

‘Of course.’

His expression, now with arms crossed, looked serious.

Regardless of feeling sorry for Leila, if there was a possibility that Count Rowan was a spy, we absolutely had to prioritize investigating this matter.

“For now, you should stay at the ducal palace.”

“…Pardon?”

When Lucas said that, Leila, who had been looking down, raised her head.

At the same time, his cold gaze fixed on Leila.

“If you don’t want to, I don’t care where you stay, but returning to the Count’s estate would probably feel uncomfortable anyway.”

“…Ah.”

Oh my. Leila’s eyes widened.

Her eyes are trembling-!

‘She’s scared after all.’

Lucas, you should only show that murderous expression to Count Rowan!

“I’ll rephrase that. So to interpret what Lucas just said…”

“To think you’re being so considerate… I’ll gratefully stay here!”

I hurriedly intervened to mediate the situation, but suddenly Leila smiled so brightly her teeth showed and bowed her head.

‘Huh…?’

She wasn’t scared?

“…Leila, isn’t my brother’s gaze quite fierce right now?”

At my words, she met Lucas’s eyes, startled for a moment, then smiled sweetly.

“Ah, yes. It is quite… fierce, isn’t it?”

“Aren’t you scared?”

“Um… but the conclusion is that he’s being considerate of me, right?”

“Well, that’s true…”

“While I can interpret someone’s expression as I choose, words are clear and objective. I tend to believe the latter.”

“…I see…”

Lady Leila. You’re not a flower in a greenhouse, but a tree protecting the greenhouse.

‘I want to be friends with her. I want to be friends with the tree that protects the greenhouse.’

Along with surprise, my fondness for Leila shot up with a pop.

“…”

It seemed Lucas felt the same way.

He had been sitting listlessly, but now straightened his posture with a flustered expression.

Wait a minute.

My brother straightened his posture?

“Huh~?”

“…What?”

Both of them, huh~?

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“A message came from Lady Leila’s escort knight. There was a small fight during the monster training facility tour, and she said she’d rest at the ducal palace for a while to collect herself.”

Count Rowan’s aide, Dean, reported.

“A fight? What kind of fight?”

Rowan’s blonde hair gleamed like sunlight as he sat in his study chair under the warm southern sun.

He asked back with his usual leisurely smile.

“They say she fought with Lady Ollia…”

“Ah, what? Was it just a battle of wills? Any more meaningful information besides that?”

“It appears that Young Master Kail, who was announced as a new ability user, has left the ducal palace. They say he went to the snowy plains, wondering if he really has the power to control monsters.”

“He left?”

At those words, Rowan’s expression, which had been smiling throughout, completely hardened.

“Then… that white-haired bastard has been staying at the ducal palace with Aisha all this time…!”

“Is that the problem?”

Right when he was getting angry.

Whoosh-

Suddenly Rowan’s head was yanked upward.

When had the curtains been drawn?

The brightness of the study, which had been brightly lit by sunlight, had dropped to a chilling level.

All that could be seen in the dark room was aide Dean gripping his hair with tremendous force.

“…Right. Only I should be next to our Aisha.”

Rowan thought to himself, smiling even while his hair was being grabbed.

I knew he’d get angry like this.

How does someone with such a hot temper even work as a spy?

The two people hidden by the curtains were no longer in a count and aide relationship.

The man clearly had aide Dean’s appearance, but his way of speaking had changed 180 degrees from before.

“That’s not the problem. Now that Kail is gone, this is the best time to kidnap Aisha.”

“Ah, right.”

“Ha, I was stupid for trying to have a serious conversation with you.”

Dean, who had been glaring down at Rowan, suddenly clicked his tongue and threw his hair away as if discarding it.

Finally free, Rowan stretched, cracking his neck.

Kail, who had suddenly appeared at Croste’s banquet, was currently being watched carefully by the Kingdom of Doctia as well.

The power to control monsters.

It was an absurd power to be called an ability.

So much so that mere ice and poison seemed like children’s games in comparison.

‘That guy is friends with Aisha? Just how many ability users does she know?’

Whether Rowan was lost in other thoughts or not, Dean’s words continued.

“Looking at all the actions you’ve taken so far, you should have been disposed of long ago. It’s only because of that damn fact that you’re an ability user that the Royal Court is tolerating you.”

“…Huh?”

However, the word ‘disposal’ shattered his reverie.

That was a very sensitive word for Rowan.

The corners of Rowan’s mouth stiffened slightly, but thanks to hiding his expression well, only his smile deepened further.

“Then tell them to keep tolerating me.”

He knew.

But it wasn’t just the higher-ups who were tolerating things. In fact, he was tolerating things too.

“Ah. Sorry for not properly acting as Count Rowan.”

“If you’re sorry, then die.”

“…But I think it’s fortunate that I’m the one playing the count role instead of you.”

“What?”

At the unexpected words, curiosity flickered in Dean’s gaze for the first time.

“She’s still your younger sister, after all. And she’s so cute and pretty on top of that, so for a long-awaited family reunion, even someone like you might have cried, right?”

Of course, knowing it was nonsense, he clicked his tongue and turned his head away.

Regardless of what Dean was doing, Rowan comfortably supported the back of his neck with both hands and recalled Aisha from the banquet he’d seen before.

“Ah, I miss Aisha. If it weren’t for that white-haired bastard, I would have danced with her too.”

Seeing her after 10 years, she had grown much more than when he last saw her, and had become much prettier.

Since it had been so long since they met, he wanted to hold her hand and dance together with her.

Aebin, who had volunteered to act as Count Rowan purely for that purpose, felt a pointless regret.

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