The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 103

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Chapter 103

 

When I showed great joy, the Military Genius of the Century’s eyes curved gently.

 

“You know. Then how should we find out… Ugh!”

 

In the middle of speaking, my head suddenly spun. My vision narrowed and my chest felt stuffy as if a stone had been placed on it. My eyes seemed to be spinning round and round, and I couldn’t breathe properly.

 

It was incomparable pain to the motion sickness from the Long-Distance Teleportation Circle.

 

When I staggered, Seria and the chairman were startled and supported me.

 

“Young Lady!”

 

“Are you alright?”

 

The Military Genius of the Century said “Oh my” and furrowed his brow.

 

“I should go back.”

 

When I cut off the power I was sending to my familiar, the Military Genius of the Century disappeared and the pain that seemed to squeeze my lungs tightly subsided.

 

‘Using a familiar is more difficult than summoning a demon.’

 

When summoning demons, if I shared my Divine Power with them, they would control the power on their own.

 

This means that creating forms and keeping them bound to the Human Realm all involved the demons’ techniques.

 

But when using a familiar, I had to directly operate power for everything myself.

 

Since I don’t know how to maintain a familiar without wasting Divine Power like demons do, power leaked out profusely like turning a faucet to maximum when washing my face.

 

‘I need a demon or familiar who can teach me delicate Divine Power Control.’

 

As I was groaning while thinking this, Seria brought me a water cup again.

 

It was quite a while after drinking water before I could come to my senses.

 

“How are you feeling, Young Lady?”

 

“I want to go home…”

 

As I mumbled, I gasped, and Seria and the chairman’s eyes widened.

 

‘This is bad. It’s hard to control Adult Thinking too.’

 

Why?

 

In other lives, I could control Adult Thinking well by around nine years old.

 

‘Ah, I see. When I use power to a dangerous degree, even if I can usually control Adult Thinking well, I revert to my physical age.’

 

In my previous lives, I was a Divine Power pauper so I never used this much power and didn’t know.

 

“I should go home for now.”

 

When I muttered with a gloomy face, the chairman nodded.

 

“Yes. I will escort you.”

 

Seria looked at us saying this. Since I had never told her about my identity and demons, she seemed to have many questions.

 

I weakly took her hand.

 

“I’ll tell you everything soon. I was planning to tell you today, but right now I—”

 

“I’ll be waiting.”

 

Seria smiled brightly, so I smiled faintly.

 

‘Seria always believes in me.’

 

“I trust Seria too.”

 

“It’s an honor.”

 

As we smiled at each other, the chairman said, “That’s enough camaraderie for now. You should return to the mansion immediately,” and picked me up.

 

I waved to Seria while being carried by the chairman and left.

 

When we moved to my room in the mansion, the chairman laid me down on the bed and carefully tucked me in with the blanket.

 

“Really, Young Lady… You brought out your familiar so confidently that I thought you knew how to properly control it.”

 

“No, I didn’t know it would be this exhausting…”

 

“Did you really not know?”

 

The chairman’s eyes widened, so I subtly averted my gaze.

 

“…I had a little idea.”

 

“You never worry about your own body!”

 

“…”

 

“Give me the amethyst. I’ll keep it safe.”

 

When he mentioned the amethyst he had taken from the portrait frame of the First Head of Dubbled, I flinched and looked at the nightstand beside my bed.

 

“I see it’s here.”

 

‘Ah!’

 

Since I can’t control my adult thinking, everything gets exposed.

 

“Ah, no! That’s suspected to be a pathway to a new demon.”

 

“Exactly.”

 

“But…!”

 

“With both Bune and Paimon, you never heard the demon’s voice unless you used divine power. However, this ‘pathway’ spoke to you first. We don’t know how powerful the demon contained within is, and what would happen if this reckless Young Lady keeps it in her hands?”

 

“…”

 

“If you think it’s necessary, you’ll use it immediately without any concern for your own body. Isn’t that right?”

 

“That’s not—!”

 

I should say “That’s not true!” but child Leblaine isn’t good at lying.

 

“—right.”

 

“I’ll keep it safe. When you need it, tell me and I’ll assess the situation before sending it to you through the teleportation array.”

 

“…”

 

“Don’t think about going anywhere and rest for the time being. Seria and I will monitor House Valois.”

 

“…”

 

“Sleep, rest!”

 

“…Yes.”

 

With that, he took all the documents I had hidden under the bed and left.

 

* * *

 

My condition didn’t improve the next day either.

 

I didn’t wake up until morning, and only forced myself to get up in a daze after the sun was high in the sky.

 

As I stumbled out of my room, my three older brothers who had been talking while walking from the opposite direction spotted me and approached.

 

“You slept in late, Little One.”

 

“Did you sleep well, Leblaine.”

 

“…Hello.”

 

Isaac, Henri, and Johan spoke in order, so I nodded my head.

 

“Good morning….”

 

When I just nodded with my eyes half-closed, Isaac’s eyes widened.

 

“What’s wrong, why are you like this?”

 

“Were you tired from the tea party?”

 

Henri, who said that, stroked my cheek, so I closed my eyes and mumbled “Mmm….”

 

I kept yawning.

 

Then, I heard someone calling “Young Lady!” from the bottom of the stairs. It was the voice of the maid Laura.

 

“Lunch is ready.”

 

Food!

 

I opened my eyes wide and ran down the stairs with a patter.

 

“Hey, you’ll fall, Little One!”

 

“Leblaine!”

 

Isaac and Henri hurriedly chased after me, and Johan followed behind them.

 

But I didn’t look back and quickly entered the dining room.

 

Even though I had eaten a lot of snacks at dawn, I was incredibly hungry.

 

I quickly sat in my chair and picked up my fork with an excited face as a large steak topped with fried eggs, salad, and rye bread spread with butter and honey came out.

 

“Shall we prepare meals for the Young Masters as well?”

 

“Yes.”

 

The three of them sat at the table and watched me eating enthusiastically while their food was being prepared.

 

Isaac grinned and poked my cheeks that were puffed up like a squirrel’s.

 

“You have a better appetite than usual today?”

 

“Don’t touch me while I’m eating.”

 

Henri said, slapping Isaac’s hand away.

 

Meanwhile, the brothers’ meals also came out. Isaac had meat, Henri had pasta, and Johan had grilled seafood.

 

“Want some of this too?”

 

Henri asked, so I quickly nodded my head.

 

“Want to eat mine too, Little One?”

 

“Yes!”

 

Following Henri and Isaac, Johan also offered his plate.

 

The brothers chuckled as they watched me eat well.

 

“She eats well.”

 

“She does.”

 

“…She eats too well.”

 

“….”

 

“Huh? Whoa!”

 

When I completely emptied the brothers’ plates as well, Isaac and Henri’s eyes widened.

 

“That’s enough, Leblaine.”

 

“Kid, your stomach’s gonna burst!”

 

It felt like the child inside my head was screaming, ‘More! I can eat more! Overeating is my destiny!’

 

The two of them grabbed my hands from both sides.

 

“I’m going to eat more.”

 

“No, humans can’t eat any more than this!”

 

“Wait. Let’s digest first and then eat, okay?”

 

Someone grabbed my sides with both hands and lifted me up. It was Johan.

 

“Clear the food.”

 

While I kicked my feet in the air, Henri and Isaac quickly handed the plates to the servants as if throwing them.

 

“Ehhh!”

 

A childish whine came out naturally, making me gasp inwardly.

 

‘What kind of sound is that? Am I crazy?!’

 

Only then did I come to my senses and see the devastated dining table.

 

Just then, there was movement at the entrance of the dining room.

 

“Why are you bothering your younger sister?”

 

It was Father’s voice.

 

He frowned as he looked at me being held by Johan, my legs dangling in the air.

 

“We weren’t bothering her.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Isaac and Henri looked at Father with aggrieved expressions.

 

Father strode over and carefully took me in his arms.

 

“What happened?”

 

Father asked the butler who had been serving the meal. The butler said with a troubled expression.

 

“Well… the Young Masters were trying to stop the Young Lady from eating.”

 

“You could have just given her as much as she wanted. Why stop her?”

 

Then Isaac said.

 

“She ate all of that though?”

 

The numerous plates in the maids’ hands didn’t have even a single herb left that had been placed for plating.

 

Father looked around at the empty plates, then at me with my belly bulging like a frog’s and having trouble breathing from eating too much.

 

Then.

 

“Burp…”

 

A burp came out without me realizing it. Seeing me like that, Father said quietly.

 

“Bring some digestive medicine.”

 

* * *

 

A few days later, Duchess Valois, who attended the charity fundraising auction that was a spring social event, bit her lips tightly.

 

Since arriving at the party venue, not a single person had spoken to her.

 

Although House Valois had started selling the medium-range teleportation circles they had painstakingly created, not even an ant had come to their shop.

 

Since the teleportation circles were extremely expensive, people weren’t buying easily and were waiting until the exact price of Dubbled’s long-distance teleportation circles was announced.

 

House Valois was suffering from serious financial difficulties, and the Duchess and her son Nils had been subjected to interrogation by the Security Bureau for unauthorized removal of the decoded scripture, so there were no nobles who wanted to associate with them.

 

‘I didn’t want to come to this kind of party either!’

 

If her husband hadn’t insisted that she meet the lady of the house from whom he had borrowed funds for teleportation array development, she wouldn’t have had to come.

 

“Lord Rain has purchased the Vase of Yuriaden for 500,000 francs!”

 

When the host shouted, exclamations burst out from all around the hall.

 

‘500,000 francs? For a single vase?’

 

Duchess Valois looked in shock at the woman wearing bright red formal wear.

 

The woman who had spent enough money for a decent family’s household expenses for one or two years on a single vase smiled brightly and handed a pouch to the host.

 

When the host confirmed the diamonds filling the pouch and let out an exclamation, thunderous applause erupted.

 

‘Rain… If it’s Rain.’

 

Is that the woman who deals in art?

 

She’s said to be from some humble baron family, and started an art business in the Imperial Capital a few years ago.

 

‘But I heard she runs a loan shark business behind the scenes.’

 

Despite being from a humble provincial noble family, she had beautiful looks and an indescribable sense of intimidation, so there were many young people who favored her.

 

Lord Rain, who had received the vase from the host, stood near Duchess Valois and spoke.

 

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Noah Rain.”

 

“…I’ve heard much about you.”

 

“It’s an honor to be recognized by such an outstanding noble lady. I’ve been wanting to meet you for a long time.”

 

Duchess Valois fanned herself gently while glancing at her.

 

“Me?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Why?”

 

“Because we’re comrades.”

 

Comrades?

 

Duchess Valois glanced at her.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“The enemy of my enemy is my comrade, isn’t that right? I deeply sympathize with that.”

 

“…Are you referring to Dubbled?”

 

“To be precise, I’m referring to Dubbled’s young girl who was lucky enough to be adopted.”

 

Duchess Valois’s eyes widened.

 

“Tell me more. What do you mean?”

 

“I am one who awaits the true Child of Fate. Not such a fake.”

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