Sister-in-law of the Heroine in a Childcare Novel - Chapter 250

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Chapter 250

Bang, crash, thud!
“We—we made it down safely!”
—At least the Contractor still retains some power. That’s fortunate.
“Right, the Power of Wind is working. I was trying not to use it, but my body reacted on instinct.”
I’d worried what might happen if I used the Power of Light in the enemy’s lair, but it had been mercifully quiet. I looked at my surroundings and went rigid.
“…I have a really bad feeling about this place.”
—What kind of feeling? ( °δ° )
“Like there was—or is going to be—some mad scientist type here. More precisely, someone like that immortal Kosheay or whatever they called him…”
—…….ヽ(ﾟДﾟ)ﾉ
The space was jarringly out of place.
This was supposed to be a fantasy world, yet here was something that looked disturbingly like a modern laboratory.
Spotlessly white, not a stain to be found anywhere. Metal-frame cots, chains, metal tongs whose purpose I couldn’t fathom. A transparent glass tube large enough to fit a person inside.
Not a drop of blood, not a single smudge—and that very fact was terrifying. A faint light seeped through from above, marking where I’d fallen. When I touched the wall, unlike its bleached appearance, the surface felt soft and pliable. Why would metal instruments exist in a space with this kind of material durability…?
In any case, I couldn’t just stand here being afraid. I swallowed hard and peered inside the transparent glass tube. No one was inside, but… I quietly opened a shelf on the wall. Papers. I slipped one out. The handwriting was atrocious—smeared with blood and stains, the complete opposite of the pristine surroundings.
…Year, …Month. Failed.
…Year, …Month. Failed.
…Year, …Month. Reaction detected.
…….
…….
Notes on securing experimental subjects.
Humans → Both Seeds of Light and Darkness can be cultivated.
Beloborg → Cannot secure as experimental subject. Attempted to secure illegitimate child of Imperial Family.
Failed to secure intact. Secured post-mortem. Weak reaction confirmed.
:: Experimental hypothesis → The condition for inheriting the power of the God of Light is bloodline and faith. In the early stages, power was extremely potent and encompassed multiple elemental attributes, making it difficult to oppose; however, it weakens with each successive generation.
Chernobog → Multiple experimental subjects secured. Variance by species, but humans are satisfactory.
However, guaranteeing quality of properly completed specimens is difficult.
Durability issues.
:: Synthesized hypothesis → The human vessel itself can hold any power whatsoever. As long as it is completely emptied first.
Castrain Family bloodline estimated to be optimal. To cultivate this….
(omitted)
“…….”
—…….
“…Over there.”
—……Yes.
The papers looked ancient. My pupils trembled as I read. Even the sword fell silent. Toward the bottom, the handwriting became so abysmal it was nearly illegible, but the conclusion was crystal clear: the enemies intended to scatter Seeds of Darkness among humans and breed Magic Beasts to devour them.
Moreover, the time span mentioned—at minimum, several decades. It was undoubtedly Kosheay’s Experimental Laboratory. I forced my stiffened tongue to move.
“Aren’t I at risk of becoming an experimental subject?”
—Wouldn’t you say that’s possible?
“They said they’d let me go, but honestly, what is this…”
I’m not some princess carried off by a Demon King. What is this supposed to be? Kidnapping? Most gods, even those hostile to me, can’t break a Contract itself, I thought.
Raymond made a Contract to protect me ‘safely and completely’—surely, I won’t end up as Experimental Subject Number One in the worst case scenario… or so I tried to convince myself.
But the image of Raymond threatening me while staring at me with eyes that seemed to spark with flames came unbidden to my mind.
“…Why did Raymond suddenly act like that?”
—…….
“I thought he would remain unchanged, even if the world were destroyed a hundred times over.”
The original Titania had been so foolish, so terribly naive.
That’s why, even after she glimpsed that in his eyes she was nothing but a hindrance to the brilliant knight who upheld the Empire, she couldn’t let him go. At that time, if Titania hadn’t been so easy to manipulate, the Castrain Family couldn’t have maintained its power and position while standing against the Imperial Family.
Thinking through past, present, and future, this seemed like the best course. If she knew everything, she might forgive, understand, even pity him. But precisely because of that, the Castrain Family would continue to hold its place even if she simply vanished.
Like in fairy tales, and so the hero, the knight, and everyone else lived happily ever after in the world of peace. I thought it could end with words like that.
“…Why.”
Why couldn’t he bear to watch me walk into the Barrier of my own accord, forgotten and alone. Don’t die again, he said. Don’t disappear. Don’t sacrifice yourself. He even betrayed those precious to him.
The emotions and questions I’d forcibly suppressed while processing reality came flooding out like a broken dam.
In conclusion, they intended to summon a god directly into Raymond’s body—Raymond, the complete Contractor of Chernobog—to end all of this.
Considering that even Beloborg merely shared power rather than descending directly, the odds of winning against Chernobog’s true form were impossibly slim. What we’d been fighting all this time was only possible because of the Barrier Beloborg helped us construct, and the moment that Barrier falls, all manner of Magic Beasts would surge onto the surface.
And yet, why.
—You already suspect something, though, don’t you?
“That’s exactly why I’m struggling with this.”
Especially now that Raymond has regained his memories.
He knows hell. So I was certain that even remembering how the princess had become something astonishingly changed, when originally she was merely a foolish, stupid girl, he would not change.
…Honestly, if it were the Titania of that time, there was a high chance she’d have fallen for Chernobog’s temptation.
I’ll give you Raymond, will you make a Contract? Will you abandon the Imperial Family, the Empire, your family? And then, really and truly agonizing over it, she would have said yes, would have done something blindly and foolishly. Of course, Raymond would have despised such a target all the more, leaving only a cycle of destruction in its wake…
But looking at the current situation, it was oddly the complete opposite. I, who carry fragments of memories of being loved by my parents in the modern era, thrash about desperately trying to give this world a happy ending, and I’ve wiped away the traces of foolish infatuation. Yet now Raymond, after regaining all his past memories, has taken the enemy’s side with the goal of protecting me alone.
It’s completely irrational, utterly unreasonable. Even the original Titania, knowing nothing, would never have imagined such a sight. Even I, ignorant as I am, know how impossible it is for a god to descend into a human body.
I understood why they laughed mockingly and left me be. Chernobog was descending into Raymond’s body—that Raymond. Whether we wage war or make any preparations, it would seem laughably pathetic to them.
“…I’m not entirely without guesses, but…”
My brow furrowed on its own. To hide my turbulent thoughts, I chewed my lips nervously while searching the rest of the room. The papers I’d found earlier were the only meaningful information; the rest bore incomprehensible formulas and terms.
I left the room.
This space looked different from the upper room where I’d fallen. Since I hadn’t seen it during all those times I’d walked through the corridors and rooms until my feet ached, it felt like a deliberately hidden location. It smelled of alcohol. I rifled through the other rooms without hesitation. What I found this time was a room full of coffins. Only, the coffins varied slightly in size.
Growing bigger bit by bit… I opened the smallest coffin.
“…!”
A small child. But with a strangely familiar face—the same face as that Primrose who had driven us forward as something that wasn’t quite a monster and lay wrapped between plants as though dead. Then I heard it. Footstep, footstep. Black hair hanging like a veil—it was Lilium.
“Quite the curious guest.”
“……”
“Our Primrose is cute, isn’t she?”
“…This is Primrose?”
“Precisely speaking, one of many Primroses.”
“……”
“I even love the weak and foolish Primrose. But you have to thin out the sprouts appropriately for the fruit to ripen well.”
By that point, I felt sick.
Though Lilium showed signs of cherishing that Primrose figure, from what I could see now, even that Primrose had been through quite… multiple procedures, by the way she spoke. In that smiling face, there lay quite gentle eye-smile, as if truly treasuring her. I clenched my teeth.
Originally, I’d had no strong feelings about the enemy. Magic Beasts that scorched the surface and turned against humans—it had always been that way. They were called Children of Darkness. Was there any need to understand the malice of wicked creatures?
But after witnessing this sight, I simply couldn’t help asking.
“Why do you side with Chernobog?”
As if it were an unexpected question, the figure before me blinked her long lashes and looked at me. As if to say, you’ve been kidnapped and reduced to this state, and you ask such a thing?

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