I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 68

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【Chapter 68】

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“Aisha, come sit on Father’s lap.”

So right now.

“Your Highness. I’ve prepared the dessert you ordered. Macarons piled high on a 3-tier tray and strawberry cream cake.”

“Bring the strawberry cake to Dandelion.”

“Young Master Lucas? The cake is for you…”

How did this situation come about?

“What’s important right now-!”

Bang!

“!”

When Lucas suddenly slammed his fist on the table, the startled servants scattered away.

In the end, I had to sit on Callipus’s lap in front of the portrait, reluctantly munching on the cake Lucas was feeding me.

‘What’s the problem? What did I do wrong?’

Whoosh.

My nervous twin pigtails shot upward. This is an emergency situation.

As I rolled my thoughts around in my head, fortunately several hypotheses came to mind.

First. Callipus was sensitive about family matters.

‘So when I talked about bloodlines and such, it provoked Father…’

And second. Lucas let out a lion’s roar.

‘This was also because I talked about bloodlines and… provoked… Lucas…’

So the conclusion.

It seems Father and brother got angry because I took seriously the maid sisters’ joke about resembling the duchess.

“…”

I’m the one who did wrong?

It was while I was feeling confused.

“Aisha. You let your hair down today and dressed up prettily. You look like the mother in that portrait over there, don’t you? Right?”

I was deep in thought when suddenly a terrifyingly low voice asked me.

‘This is…’

This is a test! A question meant to distinguish between adopted me and real blood!

It was definitely probing.

‘…A lovable but knowing-her-place adopted daughter. That’s exactly what I am.’

Flash-

Flames blazed in my blue eyes as I opened them.

Father. Though my heart is bitter, I’m already grateful just for being adopted.

‘Since it’s come to this, I’ll become the best adopted daughter!’

With firm resolve, I opened my mouth energetically.

“No! I wouldn’t dare be counted among those who resemble the duchess…”

“Tsk.”

Ah, this isn’t it.

“The duchess and I are from completely different bloodlines…”

“Tsk.”

This isn’t the right answer either?

Rolling my eyes around, I answered a bit more forcefully.

“The duchess, who differs from me in class from birth, was conceived as noble aristocracy, received a balanced nutritional diet and noble education to become a smart and wise duchess, whereas I was born in some unknown basement, not knowing who my parents were, and at age 3 first held a dagger,”

“Lucas. Stuff her mouth with cake.”

“Yes.”

“Mmph!”

When Lucas executed a cake attack following Father’s orders, I collapsed under the merciless assault without a single counterattack.

Ah. Sweet and terrible sugar fragrance.

I eventually couldn’t resist the temptation and chewed the cake.

Munch munch.

“…What did I do wrong…?”

I felt just as wronged.

I only told them what Callipus and Lucas wanted to hear.

And while I was at it, I made my position clear through this incident.

“I was just being honest…!”

“First wipe your mouth.”

When my pronunciation slurred due to the cake filling my mouth, Father looked down and wiped the cream from the corners of my mouth.

Then he opened his mouth quietly with a stern expression.

“You. Who am I?”

What a philosophical question. I answered with pursed lips.

“Father.”

Then Father’s long, straight finger pointed toward the duchess.

“If I’m Father, then who is she?”

Gulp.

Having barely swallowed the cake, I answered with crisp pronunciation.

“Duchess Ariena Croste.”

“And your mother.”

“What? No, what do you mean… I’m not the duchess’s daughter. I know my place, you know?”

“…What?”

Then the faces of Callipus and Lucas, who had been watching me from above and below, hardened slightly.

“…?”

Why does the atmosphere seem ominous?

Even Mai, who had been watching from afar, had somehow come to our side and was looking at me with worried eyes.

‘Did I really do something wrong?’

I wasn’t even a planned adoption from the beginning, but a child who just rolled in by chance.

A capable and bright but line-respecting adopted daughter.

Wasn’t that my role?

That’s what I thought.

“No.”

Along with a firm low voice, a large palm covered my head.

“I can tell what you’re thinking with that tiny head of yours, but what you’re thinking right now isn’t it.”

It’s not? Then what is it?

I wanted to ask, but I just tilted my head, afraid of provoking them further.

Then Callipus continued speaking.

“When Father was 22. That’s when I met Mother in the Kingdom of Dottia.”

His touch gently caressed my cheek.

A gentle and affectionate voice settled in my ears like reading a fairy tale.

I perked up my ears at that voice.

“It was an event I had to attend even though I didn’t want to go. A friendship banquet was held between Dottia and the Frozen Kingdom, and Father had to participate as a high-ranking noble.”

“Is this the story of Father and Mother’s first meeting?”

Lucas asked. It seemed like brother was hearing this story for the first time too.

He chuckled and nodded, gazing into space. As if retracing the distant past.

“Being at a stiff banquet with unfamiliar foreigners made me want to go home. So I decided to secretly escape.”

Secretly? Father did?

Looking at the current Callipus, it was an unimaginable story.

“How were you going to escape?”

“Did you escape from the Kingdom of Dottia?”

This story. I predict it’s going to be an amazing romance hotspot.

Sparkle sparkle—

Before we knew it, my brother and I were captivated by Father’s story, our eyes sparkling.

Father chuckled as he watched us.

“Yeah. Father was quite the rebel when he was young.”

Lucas giggled.

“Dandelion. You must take after Father.”

“Hehe. Do you think so? But would I be as bad as you, brother?”

When I countered with a laugh, Lucas, who had been pouting, crossed his arms.

The story continued.

“So I went out into the city, but I ended up entering a strange alley.”

“A strange alley?”

“An alley full of bad people.”

At his low tone, we opened our eyes wide like rabbits.

“But I couldn’t bring any weapons since I was attending a banquet. Suddenly someone hit the back of my neck from behind, and when I came to, I was in an auction house.”

“Oh my.”

Our Father? Fell for such an obvious trick?!

“Father was being sold at that auction house. They were saying I was an incredibly handsome and strong slave…”

“Father! What about your ice ability?”

“I tried to use it. I was so angry that I tried to use my ability, but…”

“But?”

“But what—?”

“That’s when your mother appeared and bought Father.”

What?

Was this a 19+ romance novel?

“Actually, I was so angry about being sold that I was going to blow up the auction house. But your mother was so pretty…”

Gasp.

I covered Father’s mouth with my small palm.

“Wait a minute. Is this really all-ages appropriate?”

“Oh my. You know such words even though you’re only 5? It’s not like that. It turns out your mother had deliberately infiltrated to shut down the illegal auction.”

“Wow. How cool.”

“So cool.”

My brother’s and my mouths fell open as we returned to being readers.

Then Lucas’s eyes widened as if he remembered something.

“That’s right. Mother was a very righteous person. She would sweep away illegal slave traders and always donated to orphanages.”

“When your mother swept everything away, I would follow behind working hard to clean up the aftermath.”

“But you liked it, right?”

“I did. And.”

Father, who had been stroking Lucas’s head, looked down at me.

“Only sons were born. Your mother wanted to have a daughter.”

A daughter.

At those words, my face somehow turned red.

“If she saw you now, Aisha, she would have been so happy. She would have asked her extraordinary daughter to sweep away illegal slave auctions together.”

Really? If the Croste Duchess had seen me, would she really have been pleased?

“…”

I silently turned my head to look at the portrait.

Her golden eyes, sitting in the chair and looking at me, seemed to hold a smile somehow.

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10 minutes before the banquet started.

“That child.”

“…Even the last attempt failed.”

The Royal Central Hall was already bustling with nobles.

Pose Duke was looking down at that splendid scene from the secluded 2nd floor balcony terrace.

“Even the last resort I prepared just in case failed. It can’t be helped. Prepare.”

“Prepare what…”

“Since our fake princess is stubbornly refusing to come, we’ll have to set it off.”

Bang.

Pose Duke made a bomb shape with his hand and twisted his lips into a grin.

The banquet began just like that.

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