I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 82

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【Chapter 82】

‘Eek.’

Seeing Father angry, it seemed better to quickly change the subject.

Suddenly I remembered what Grace had said earlier.

“By the way, Father. What changed about me?”

The words about how my true appearance seemed to have been hidden by black magic.

What did she mean by changed?

“Ah.”

Fortunately, Father returned to his usual self at my words.

“Check with a mirror.”

And a hand mirror was extended toward me.

I took the hand mirror and checked my face for the first time in a while. But.

“…Huh?”

Blink blink. Ruby-red eyes were reflecting me.

I looked at Callipus, seeing someone overlapping in that face.

“Ah, Father. Please come here.”

“…Yes.”

When I called out hesitantly, he also approached with a somehow tense expression.

He sat beside me and put his face in the hand mirror together.

Deep, red eyes set beneath neat black hair. Next to them, round, large red eyes under blonde hair.

Looking at it this way, my face looked exactly like a half-and-half mix of Callipus and Ariena.

Thanks to Ariena’s confession, I had vaguely recognized that I was his real daughter.

But seeing it confirmed with my own eyes like this…

“Aisha.”

As I stared at the mirror for a long time, feeling my heart pounding, Callipus called me in a low voice.

“Yes?”

“Shall we take a walk together?”

I was so surprised that I was just rolling my eyes around.

At the sudden suggestion of a walk, I came to my senses and looked at Father.

A walk? Where? Suddenly?

Various questions arose, but my answer came first.

“Yes. I’d like that.”

I had liked walks with him since the days when Duke Callipus was the gardener uncle.

10 minutes after starting that walk.

I deeply regretted agreeing to that suggestion.

* * *

And so, in the palace corridor.

Callipus, holding me wrapped like a bundle, majestically opened the treatment room door and came out.

“Where shall we go?”

“Anywhere.”

As we turned the corner of the corridor-

“…Your Highness, how is Lady Aisha’s treatment…”

Nox, who had been standing there as if waiting for us, dropped his jaw. His gaze was fixed on my face.

“…Lady Aisha? Is that really Lady Aisha?”

“That’s right.”

Callipus answered as if making a proclamation.

“This is Aisha’s original eye color. It had been hidden by black magic until now.”

“What…?”

“Aisha was the real princess who had been missing for 5 years.”

“…Whaaaat?”

Wow. Our Lord Nox’s mouth is going to tear.

But I almost opened my mouth slightly too.

Real princess. Those words somehow made my heart flutter.

“Wait a moment, Your Highness. If you suddenly say that without any context… please explain a little more…”

“Later. Right now we need to take a walk.”

Nox followed us with an incredulous expression, but Callipus coldly brushed off his aide’s reach and stepped into the corridor.

Thud thud-

His footsteps sounded louder than usual today.

As if he wanted people walking in the corridor to notice us.

‘But why did he suddenly suggest taking a walk?’

I tilted my head while clinging tightly to Father’s arms.

It seemed like he had a conversation he wanted to have alone, but what kind of story would it be?

‘…About Ariena?’

Come to think of it, we had never talked about Ariena since I collapsed.

I raised my head and glanced at Father.

Seeing him heading somewhere without saying anything, was he looking for a suitable place to have a serious conversation?

He was probably being considerate of me.

“Father.”

“Hmm?”

“Ariena. Was that woman arrested too?”

At my question, his legs, which had been walking quickly, stopped.

Seeing his eyes widen as if flustered, it seemed he hadn’t expected me to bring up this topic.

“…When the palace knights came, they said she had already fled. She must be alive somewhere.”

“Ah. She fled.”

I didn’t know. Well, spies aren’t knights who stay by their master’s side until death.

If they judge that their master has no hope, it’s natural for them to flee immediately.

“Why. Do you miss your mother?”

“That’s what I want to ask you?”

“What?”

“Do you miss mother?”

As I looked up at Callipus with wide eyes-

“No.”

Surprisingly, Father answered without hesitation while moving forward.

“Just raising you two is overwhelming enough. Kail isn’t even my child, but I’m raising him because of someone.”

“Oh. I’m Kail’s guardian…!”

I was about to say “aren’t I-” but my mouth pursed into an ‘S’ shape.

That would be hard to say, since our father was responsible for Kail’s food, clothing, and shelter.

“Hehe. Thank you…”

Feeling embarrassed for no reason, I grinned, and he roughly ruffled my hair with a smile.

“Father likes how things are now. And whoever your mother is, I’m just grateful that you, who has my eyes, was born.”

How touching…

Feeling embarrassed and ticklish, I avoided his gaze for no reason. I wasn’t used to this feeling.

But that aside, the question I’d had since earlier still hadn’t been resolved.

“Then why did we come out for a walk? Just to really take a walk?”

“…D-Duke Croste. Good day to you!”

That’s when it happened.

Someone with a very tense face popped out from the other side.

“You must have had a hard time at the last banquet. Are you feeling alright?”

“How is the princess doing? We were all very worried about both of you.”

All those asking worriedly were nobles with familiar faces.

Come to think of it, I heard from Grace earlier.

There are many nobles remaining in the central area to watch Pose Duke’s execution scheduled for a few days later.

Those who approached us looked at us with eyes that seemed ready to pop out, then hurriedly bowed their heads.

More precisely, they were looking at me.

It seemed to be because of my eye color.

Well, whatever the case, Father would just give a short “Yes” and pass by.

He’s not the type who particularly enjoys socializing with people.

But then.

“You all look like you’ve seen something you shouldn’t have.”

Whoosh-

As soon as Callipus opened his mouth, whoosh, my body turned around.

“Is it perhaps because of our daughter’s eye color?”

Huh?

Suddenly facing the nobles, my mouth formed a triangle shape in confusion.

Callipus, who had turned me around nicely, looked down at the nobles with a confident expression.

Then they, startled, trembled and muttered while keeping their heads bowed.

“…We didn’t dare to mention it for fear of being rude, but the Princess’s eye color is particularly beautiful today. We unknowingly acted rudely because of it.”

“…Is that so?”

Callipus looked down at them with an unreadable expression.

On the surface, his eyes were full of murderous intent, but.

Twitch.

‘Twitch?’

Father. Your daughter saw it.

Father’s lips, which had been pressed into a straight line, twitching like an earthworm.

“What about my daughter’s eye color?”

“Pardon? Well, that is… originally they were blue like the ocean, but today they’re red like rubies…”

“Red, you say?”

“Eek!”

The nobles were startled as Callipus interrupted and leaned his face closer.

“The same as mine?”

At the following question, one noble nodded anxiously, wondering if he had misspoken.

“Y-yes. But we, we might have seen wrong. Hahaha…”

“That’s right.”

“Pardon?”

Then Callipus proudly declared.

“If you saw correctly, go and spread the word. That Aisha, who was an adopted daughter, turns out to be my real blood.”

“…What?”

At those words, the nobles’ mouths opened so wide they looked like they might tear.

This was completely scoop-worthy material.

And our father, who usually hated being the subject of gossip, continued speaking with his shoulders raised to the sky.

“Pose Duke dared to use sorcery. He had been hiding our Aisha’s eye color by making it blue…”

“Good heavens!”

“But we discovered this when we caught him, and restored her eye color to its original state. The truth has finally been revealed.”

The explanatory tone seemed somewhat unnatural to me, but the nobles listened earnestly.

“My word, that scoundrel went so far as to do such a thing?!”

When the atmosphere was heightened by such exclamations.

Callipus nodded greatly and said decisively.

“Yes. Most importantly, the fact is that Aisha originally has red eyes.”

“!”

“She is clearly of Croste blood, my bloodline.”

“!!!”

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