I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 28

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【Chapter 28】

At that moment. The Marquis of Frisia’s residence.

“Duke Calips has no eye for people. Even if he wanted to adopt, why choose an orphan brat with no promise?!”

The Marquis of Frisia exploded in anger, slamming down his cup with a loud bang.

“There are so many excellent talents in the branch families! Don’t you agree?”

“You speak truly, sir.”

Then someone who had been listening to his words interjected.

“But it’s really strange. If he wanted to adopt a child, he should have brought Lord Tex long ago…”

“Ahem, really. Cough!”

At those words, someone else cleared their throat as if telling him to read the room.

Marquis Linstron blinked stupidly before belatedly realizing his mistake.

“Ah, I suppose it would be embarrassing to officially present an orphan.”

“That’s right. Young Lord Tex will surely perform well in this successor trial, so he must be looking forward to that. Hahaha!”

At the family heads’ flattering words, the Marquis of Frisia finally withdrew his venomous gaze.

He had become increasingly sensitive lately.

According to plan, only Tex remained as a successor to the Crosht Duchy, and he had confirmed that Duke Calips’s last desperate adoption was just a powerless child.

‘But why do I feel so uneasy?’

Something felt off, and as he tapped his fingers restlessly, something came to mind.

A petite frame.

Cheeks like freshly baked bread.

Surprisingly large blue eyes.

And twin pigtails that stuck up on both sides like they had arrowheads attached.

‘Aisha, was it.’

That’s right.

The Marquis had been in a foul mood ever since meeting that little brat at the ducal palace during his curious visit.

At first, he thought it was because Duke Calips had ignored Tex and adopted another child.

But even after confirming she was powerless and feeling relieved, it was only temporary.

‘I gained recognition by protecting people with ice abilities.’

‘But you actually threatened people. So you’re not qualified to be a successor.’

That child was different somehow.

A 5-year-old orphan should have been scared in front of a noble like him and shown some stupidity.

She shouldn’t have spoken so intelligently that he almost mistook her for true nobility, no, truly direct lineage of the Crosht Duchy.

‘Did he bring her because she’s not ordinary.’

He also couldn’t forget the humiliation he suffered last time.

‘While His Grace goes to subjugate monsters, the Marquis sits in His Grace’s castle drinking tea. His Grace would be so pleased to hear that.’

Those blue eyes that had popped out beside Nox’s leg.

Though he had glared at the child in shock, the image of her speaking clearly without avoiding his gaze was still vivid.

‘I can’t even touch her carelessly… That cunning little brat.’

The Marquis ground his teeth as that situation came to mind again.

The Crosht Duchy’s monster subjugation period?

Of course he knew about it.

It was precisely because he knew that he had visited the ducal palace while avoiding that terrifying Duke.

But that little brat Aisha had bluntly pointed out what everyone knew but dared not say.

A mere brat who got lucky with social advancement!

‘Did he adopt her because she’s good at running her mouth?’

That probably wasn’t the reason, but Aisha kept bothering him.

Enough that he eventually brought her up directly.

“Aisha, was it? If Tex enters the ducal family as successor, that child will surely cause trouble.”

“What trouble could a 5-year-old brat cause? She’s just an insignificant orphan.”

“She should be groveling desperately in this situation.”

Flattering words came from here and there, but he didn’t hear them.

“The problem is she didn’t do that. Do you know what that brat said to me?”

“…”

“That damned brat! In front of me…”

People who had heard exactly what Aisha did to the Marquis at least ten times closed their eyes tightly.

Then Marquis Linstron, who had been waiting for a chance to make up for his earlier mistake, leaned forward.

“Your Lordship. Whatever that brat said, isn’t Lord Tex the one with ice abilities?”

And he clenched his fist.

“The first from the branch families, the hope of the branches. The pride of the branches. The strength of the branches!”

“That’s right, Your Highness. The hope of the branch families.”

“Exactly. Honestly, Duke Calips was making such a fuss over just playing gatekeeper with ice walls and killing a few monsters. The branch families are also houses that hold territories in the north.”

Others followed Marquis Linstron’s lead, each adding their own words.

Though the statements seemed heavily flattering, the family heads were sincere in that moment.

An ability user had emerged from the branch families. That meant the great wall dividing direct and branch lineages had crumbled.

And it was a wall as high as the difference between heaven and earth.

“Since things have come to this, how about showing off Lord Tex’s abilities?”

As Marquis Linstron rubbed his hands like a fly and fawned, the Marquis smiled as if he couldn’t refuse and ordered a servant.

“Call Tex.”

Lately, the Marquis’s only source of pride and pleasure was showing off Tex’s abilities in front of others.

A moment later.

“Yawn. Why did you call me, ah, Father?”

Tex, who had been swaggering over with messy hair, flinched.

“Greetings, Lord Tex.”

“Ah… Yes. Hello.”

Tex, who hadn’t expected so many family heads to be in his father’s study, tried to compose his surprise.

He had thought it would just be nagging at most.

“Tex. Show them your ability.”

“What?”

Then the smiling Marquis nodded toward his son.

“Go ahead. The guests are expecting it.”

Only then understanding his father’s intention, the young boy frowned with an uncomfortable expression.

Though his face seemed to have “I don’t want to” written on it.

He knew from experience that it was better to show it once and end things cleanly rather than rebel.

“Hiyah!”

Tex stomped his foot with a battle cry and imagined a giant icicle rising before him.

But.

“…?”

“Hiyah!”

Surprisingly, nothing appeared.

Tex’s face turned red as he just shouted and blinked, looking foolish.

“No, this…”

He tried stomping his foot again, but it was the same.

He flailed around as if dreaming alone, then thought to at least make some ice cubes for drinks.

Just as he was about to strike the desk—

“Wait. Son. Are you playing around again? Hahahaha!”

The Marquis of Frisia jumped up and quickly grabbed his son’s shoulders.

‘Did you forget?’

And still smiling, he muttered at a volume only Tex could hear.

“…Oh right.”

At the obviously just-realized stupid mutter, the Marquis clicked his tongue.

Then he brightened his expression again and spoke to the people.

“My son seems to be going through a severe case of adolescence lately, and I don’t know what to do about it. I’m worried he might act like this during the heir examination too. Well, anyway, I’m sorry but everyone should head back today.”

The family heads who had been watching the Marquis shake his head somewhat exaggeratedly glanced at each other.

Then they began to speak up one by one.

“Ah, haha. He’s at that age.”

“Understood. Then we’ll see you at the heir examination.”

Fortunately, they didn’t seem to pay much attention to it.

In fact, since he had bragged about Tex’s abilities every time they met, some of them had already seen it several times.

And so the family heads departed.

“I’m sorry. I forgot because I was sleeping… Oh, Dad!”

Thud. Thud.

The Marquis of Frisia grabbed Tex’s wrist with a stern expression and walked through the corridor as if running, entering his son’s bedroom.

And he slammed the door shut so others couldn’t hear.

“The medicine!”

“I forgot! I can forget things sometimes. I’ll just take it now!”

“You can forget? If you don’t take the medicine, your abilities won’t manifest. How can you forget, you little rascal! You and the medicine are one body now!”

The angry Marquis smacked his son’s bottom.

“Ow!”

Tex, who had taken a few steps as if fleeing in surprise, muttered resentfully.

“Ah, I said I’ll take it…”

“Take it right now, hurry!”

“…Yes.”

“Here, let me get the medicine for you…”

But the Marquis, who had been opening the nightstand drawer, couldn’t say anything with his eyes wide open.

“…”

His complexion turned pale in an instant.

Because there wasn’t much medicine left.

‘Only a week’s worth remains. He’ll need to drink more than usual to take the heir examination.’

Ah.

The Marquis finally realized the source of the unease he had been feeling.

He had to go get the potion.

“This time I’ll have to buy a bit more even if it’s a strain. How long has it been since we met, and I have to go see those bastards again.”

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