I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 23

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【Chapter 23】

Meanwhile, at that time.

“Something’s definitely strange. Let’s investigate together.”

Nox spoke to those who had followed behind him. They were none other than the knights of the Crosht family.

Nox hadn’t come here thoughtlessly alone with Aisha.

What if Aisha was really a spy and met another spy at the contact point?

A violent confrontation would be inevitable.

That’s why he had naturally stationed knights on standby.

“What’s this?”

“Kyaah, hide!”

When armed knights burst into the illegally operated circus in two rows, the spectators ran around in fear of being arrested.

And in the distance.

“….”

Nox saw it.

The face of the announcer, who had been about to protest against the knights who ruined his show, turned deathly pale.

His gaze was clearly fixed on the blue wolf emblem symbolizing the Croste Ducal Family.

‘Could it really be….’

It was just a fleeting feeling, but what he encountered in the storehouse was definitely ice abilities.

It wasn’t ordinary snow, but beautiful crystals that could only be created through abilities – that was the proof.

With Callipus currently at the edge of the world for monster subjugation, the only ones who could wield such pure ice abilities were…

His direct children.

‘Now the puzzle seems to be coming together.’

Nox let out a bitter laugh mixed with anger.

Had the House of Pose conspired with the Ahili Circus to kidnap the young masters?

“Let’s go.”

Nox’s already cold expression hardened without a trace of warmth.

He wanted to grab anyone passing by and ask what they had done to the young masters.

But first, he needed to confirm whether they were alive or dead.

Soon, as he reached the employee warehouse marked [Authorized Personnel Only]—

“…I’m sorry, but entry is restricted to authorized personnel only. You seem to be someone important, but what brings you to such a humble place?”

The announcer who had rushed over forced a smile.

“If you saw the emblem, open the door.”

“It doesn’t seem like the owner of that emblem has come.”

While bowing his head, he showed firm determination to absolutely not open the door.

“I told you to open it.”

“Inside this door are precious items that even high-ranking nobles cannot easily obtain. If you want to look around, pay money—”

CRASH—!

That’s when it happened.

A thunderous roar that seemed to shake the earth echoed from the circus entrance.

As the startled spectators’ gazes turned toward the entrance—

Through the black dust, a massive silhouette well over 190cm tall was revealed.

It was Duke Callipus.

“…Your Grace? How on earth did you….”

There was no time to ask how he came.

Callipus, who had walked over with long strides, patted Nox’s shoulder and stood before the announcer.

“Open the door if you don’t want to die. I’m in a fucking bad mood.”

Having just returned from monster subjugation, his armor was stained with blood.

Though the bloody smell should have made one frown, meeting those eerie red eyes froze one’s entire body, making it impossible to control facial expressions.

Duke Callipus Crosht had an upright public image.

This was because he had hidden his expression, sharpened through countless wars, behind the mask of a hero.

However.

“….”

The duke’s aura, fresh from the scene of slaughter, was raw and unfiltered.

“Th-that….”

The announcer, whose face had turned white as a corpse, stammered.

Yet he still didn’t step aside.

At this point, he should have moved aside, but his persistence to the end was extremely suspicious.

Callipus seemed to think the same, as he treated the announcer like a transparent person and raised his leg as if to break down the door—

“Ahhh!”

Only then did the announcer’s survival instincts kick in as he fled.

Of course, he was caught by the knights waiting nearby.

“Your Grace. How did you handle the monster subjugation…”

“I can sense ice abilities.”

Callipus, cutting off Nox’s words, muttered.

“It’s not mine, so what is it.”

His brow furrowed as he entered the room.

Gulp.

Nox swallowed nervously.

“…That’s what seemed strange to me, so I was trying to go in and check.”

Nox was both angry and still harboring doubts.

Had that spy brat really kidnapped the Croste prince and tried to meet with people from the Pose Duke’s family here?

If so…

Crack—

Then something broke under Callipus’s feet.

When Nox looked up, he saw Callipus’s face, incomparably more furious than his own.

“I will judge for myself whether that child deceived me or not.”

“….”

“If that’s the case.”

Callipus, who had briefly closed his mouth, continued speaking as he pushed open the innermost door.

“According to custom, execution…”

“Sniff… sob.”

Right at that moment.

The sound of a young boy’s crying flowed through the opened door.

‘There’s something there.’

Callipus and Nox silently met each other’s eyes.

And the moment Callipus opened the door and burst in—

“Sob, sniff… Aisha!”

They discovered a boy sitting collapsed and crying his heart out, and a girl collapsed on the boy’s knees.

Nox, who followed behind, took in the scene inside the room.

Sharp icicles jutted out everywhere, and ice crystals floated around the boy.

Following the intense crying, the ice crystals repeatedly froze and melted. As if following the child’s emotions.

But Callipus’s gaze was fixed only on the collapsed child.

Aisha.

“….”

From beside him, he seemed to hear something like “Your Grace, it’s ice abilities, that person is definitely….”

But Callipus, who didn’t hear it, walked toward the children as if entranced.

And kneeling down, without looking at the boy, he asked.

“What’s the situation.”

His voice cracked without him realizing it.

The child collapsed on those small knees.

His lips were parted as if he were having a pleasant dream, his eyes curved in crescents as they remained closed.

Just looking at his face, one might mistake him for sleeping peacefully.

But his golden hair was disheveled and messy.

Dirty dust and bloodstains were scattered everywhere.

His shoelaces were untied. His right foot even had only a sock barely remaining, as if the shoe had come off while running away.

I didn’t know what had happened, but I could imagine how much the child had suffered.

How desperately he must have needed an adult’s help.

The word “execution” that had momentarily crossed my mind became blurred.

No, rather, how cruel that thought had been toward this child…

Tsk-

Random thoughts quickly filled his head. It was the moment when Callipus, who had been letting out a dry laugh, bit his lower lip.

“…You.”

The boy who had been looking at him with surprised eyes until then spoke up.

“How did you get here… Don’t tell me, you finally came to save me…?”

Callipus, who had been covering his eyes with his palm, slowly shifted his gaze.

Only then did he begin to see the boy who had been wailing while holding Aisha.

He looked to be about 8 years old.

Through the disheveled hair of the boy who was in even worse condition than Aisha, familiar eyes were glaring at him.

Eyes of a mysterious color, like a drop of red paint dropped into gold.

The image of the infant who had once cried in his arms overlapped with that face.

Callipus’s eyes widened greatly-

“Why did you come only now! This child ended up like this trying to save me in your place! Save this child, you have doctors and money!”

At the accusation sharper than a blade, he finally came back to his senses.

She ended up like this trying to save the boy?

Aisha?

Why?

“Excuse me, but what is your name?”

It was then.

Nox, who had approached urgently, knelt on one knee and asked the boy politely.

Callipus still couldn’t grasp the situation.

The only thing that came to mind was the guilt that he had, even briefly, tried to kill this young child.

However.

“Lucas. Lucas Crosht.”

At the venomous young voice, it felt like all the blood drained from his body.

It was the same for Nox.

Crash-!

While Crosht’s knights who had arrived late rushed past them quickly, Callipus and Nox couldn’t say a word.

The boy’s appearance couldn’t even be called that of a commoner – no, he looked believable even if called a slave.

But from the gaze that stared directly at him, Callipus realized what the sense of déjà vu he had felt toward the boy was.

Those eyes.

They resembled too closely Lucas’s eyes that he had seen for the last time as an infant.

“What on earth happened all this time…”

He had thought about it for 5 years.

If he were to meet the children again, how would the reunion happen.

What kind of appearance would the children have grown into.

Among countless imaginations, such an appearance had never existed.

“Why on earth are you in this place…”

However-

“Don’t ask when you’re not even curious. If you need me now, then hurry up and take me away.”

The boy who cut off Callipus’s words hugged Aisha.

“Instead, treat Aisha.”

The boy was wary of everyone, as if Aisha was the only person he could trust in this place.

At that sight, Callipus’s lips twisted.

He was afraid.

He didn’t mind accusations directed at him coming from that child’s mouth.

But when he thought about what kinds of things Lucas must have gone through before uttering those words, strength unconsciously entered his hands.

“…First, protect the children. Take them to the carriage.”

In the end, Callipus, who couldn’t say anything, ordered Nox.

The unconscious Aisha was moved to the carriage while being held in Lucas’s arms.

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