I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 37

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【Chapter 37】

A man with a pale blue face was roughly dragged over by other knights.

“….”

The man looked ready to spout curses, but after making eye contact with the Guard for about 0.5 seconds, he immediately lowered his gaze.

He seemed to realize that even cursing should be done with consideration of the situation.

“He might bite his tongue and die, so put him in prison with a gag. Deploy three knights to watch him.”

“Yes, understood.”

Thanks to the Guard’s refreshing command, the situation was quickly resolved.

Even the other family heads who had been bewildered by the demon beast and Marquis of Frisia became stable enough to greet us after seeing the composed Guard.

“…Young Master Lucas. Do you remember me? I saw you when you were 3 years old… I’m so relieved and honored to see you again.”

“Young Master. We were very worried. To think a slavery issue would arise among fellow nobles… Marquis of Frisia will surely receive appropriate punishment.”

Lucas’s earlobes turned red as he tensed up from the people crowding around.

Swoosh swoosh-

He moved his gaze around, not knowing where to look, then saw me and approached me as if escaping.

“My, my little sister found me.”

Hmph.

When Lucas pointed at me with a proud expression while snorting, the family heads’ gazes now turned toward me.

“The Princess found Young Master Lucas? Is that really true?”

“I was impressed when you dealt with the demon beast earlier. To first understand the demon beast’s characteristics before confronting it – that’s not thinking someone of that age could do.”

“How can a 5-year-old do this….”

“Hehe. Yes. I’m a genius.”

Lucas oppa, in times like this you just need to say ‘Yes, thank you.’

I smiled brightly while leaving my brother behind me, who was fidgeting like a wary cat.

“Thank you~”

Of course I was smiling, but inside, all sorts of thoughts were swirling around.

I stared at a place not far away.

Behind Callipus’s shoulder as he cleanly commanded the chaotic situation while Tex was being dragged away crying by the knights.

No, further back.

Behind where knights stood and servants waited like shadows for any possible situation.

A man dressed as a servant from another noble family was watching everything with a smile.

‘He was watching.’

Eyes narrowed thin as thread looked at me. He gave me a barely visible greeting then disappeared.

‘….’

After finishing the brief eye greeting, I turned my head.

That man is a spy from the Pose Duchy.

Though he doesn’t have full-scale missions like me, he travels the world observing spies on missions and reports the results to Pose Duke.

And the spy would have confirmed it.

That the medicine made by the Pose Duchy actually worked on the demon beast.

‘…Then an important incident will happen soon.’

After all, important incidents in novels are mostly related to the ‘main characters.’

In terms of introduction, development, climax, and conclusion, it would be between introduction and development.

It was the incident where the Crosht Ducal Family falls and Callipus truly becomes the villain.

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The ducal palace, after the commotion had settled, seemed even quieter today.

Was it because all the family heads from the North had come and gone?

Or was it because of the ‘slavery’ incident that Lucas had suddenly exposed during the heir examination?

On this quiet night.

The sound of dress shoe heels echoed through the corridor where knights stood intermittently.

Marquis of Frisia. Conversations with family heads. And overall situation control. Though he should be tired after finishing everything, Callipus’s heart was pounding with tension instead.

The son he had failed to find had finally returned.

The son who had been exploited at the circus.

Though his heart clenched when he saw the child in rags, Callipus was grateful for Lucas’s strong spirit seeing his brighter appearance than expected.

‘But slavery.’

And it was something done by Marquis of Frisia, whom he had considered a colleague, a fellow noble of the North.

‘Until just a few days ago he was locked up in a cage! He just wants to rest a little, can’t someone who calls himself a duke even allow that?!’

As Lucas’s resentful voice came to mind, he squeezed his eyes shut.

What he had thought was rebellion turned out to be fear.

‘During the heir examination he boldly presented the slavery documents and spoke out… but inside it must have been unbearable.’

A man he had thought was his father’s colleague, perhaps even distant blood relation through ancient ancestors, had sold him out.

In despair and fear, it must have been hard to even look at the Marquis’s face, yet how grateful and heartbreaking it was that he had stepped forward like that.

“…Haa.”

Finally, Callipus, who had walked to his son’s bedroom door, rubbed his face with both hands.

Could he go in? Did he have the right?

“Your Highness. Good evening.”

A knight patrolling the corridor spotted Callipus and bowed his head.

He only nodded in greeting without answering.

He couldn’t just keep standing in front of the door like this.

Even if he didn’t have the right to enter, he had to go in.

Even if he didn’t deserve forgiveness, he had to apologize – it was the same principle.

Knock knock-

Having made up his mind, he knocked then carefully opened the door.

Light from the corridor spread in a fan shape into the bedroom with no lights on, and sleeping Lucas began to come into view.

‘He’s already asleep.’

Well, there had been many events today.

Though he had come in thinking of having a conversation with his son, Callipus instead felt relief as he entered the bedroom and sat on a simple chair.

Looking closer, there was a small golden head attached next to Lucas.

“…Aisha?”

It was Aisha sleeping curled up with her back against Lucas.

When did these two sleep together again?

Moreover, Lucas and Aisha were sleeping curled up while tightly holding hands.

“The little one is better than me, her father.”

That had been true until now.

He thought bringing Aisha was heavenly luck, as unimaginable things had happened for Callipus since bringing this child.

But.

“…From now on, that won’t happen.”

Red eyes revealed in the moonlight flashed with obsession.

“Aisha, and you too, Lucas. From now on, I’ll make sure you won’t regret having me as your father.”

Though it was a vow no one heard, Callipus himself was listening.

He carefully grasped his son’s hand that was sticking out from the blanket, half-bent.

Both Aisha and Lucas.

They were no longer children in danger zones.

The children were within the safe fence of Crost Ducal Castle and himself.

Though for the past 5 years he had wielded his sword to protect strangers whose faces he didn’t even know, he wouldn’t do that anymore.

“…I’ve protected others enough now.”

He repeated while watching the peacefully sleeping children.

“Now, no matter what happens to the world, as long as you two are safe, that’s enough for me.”

These were words he had vowed after losing his family.

But now, at this point when he had found Aisha and Lucas, he could decide without hesitation.

That from now on he would only look at these two.

Even if ice walls crumbled, demon beasts invaded, and people screamed looking for him, his priority would be only these two.

Even if it puts everyone in danger.

Even if it throws me, who was once praised as a hero, into the depths of hell.

“….”

It was when Callipus, who had been gripping his son’s hand, was about to lean forward to get up.

“Don’t abandon me.”

Callipus’s movement stopped at the quiet, youthful voice calling out to him.

Lucas’s eyelids, which he thought had been asleep, slowly opened.

Mysterious eyes hidden behind long, thick eyelashes were looking at him with a drowsy gaze.

“Don’t abandon me so easily.”

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