The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 132
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Chapter 132
Father’s shirt was stained red, and scratches and bloodstains were scattered across his exposed skin. When the doctor rolled up his sleeves, the cuts on his forearms were deep. These were traces of battle.
Just as I turned pale, the other family members came running to the central courtyard. Johan, who had confirmed Father’s wounds, asked in a flat voice.
“What happened.”
North, who had been by Father’s side, answered in his place.
“There was an attack.”
“Who dared!”
When Isaac shouted sharply, Henri blocked him with one arm and asked calmly.
“Weren’t the attackers captured.”
“The moment His Excellency subdued them, they all took their own lives.”
“Father wouldn’t have given them time to take their own lives.”
“It was magic. They exploded the moment they were captured. Most importantly, their faces, hands, and feet had been burned beforehand to prevent identification, and they were completely bald without a single hair, so it seems they were originally a unit raised for suicide terrorism.”
“This doesn’t seem like something planned in just a day or two.”
Johan, who had been staring intently at Father’s wounds, looked at Henri.
“Henri.”
“I’ll take command of the shadow organization (Dubbled’s intelligence department). Share information as it comes in.”
“Right. Isaac, you work with Sailen (commander of Dubbled’s Imperial Capital forces) to control the troops. Call in commanders from the territory who can fill the positions Father and I will be absent from.”
“Got it.”
“Everyone, enter emergency status. Prepare even for the possibility of combat within the Imperial Capital.”
The administrators and knights all bowed in unison.
The family’s expressions were completely different from usual. An unprecedented situation where the Family Head of Dubbled had been attacked. A sharp tension that made every hair on one’s body stand on end pervaded the mansion.
* * *
“The Eldest Young Master is someone we can rely on, isn’t he?”
“His leadership is unbelievable for a boy. The future looks promising.”
“It’s reassuring that even when Master is briefly away, we can feel at ease!”
The maids surrounding me tried to comfort me with deliberately cheerful expressions.
“…I suppose so.”
Though I understood the employees’ feelings, my response came out mechanically. Seeing me tap the armrest of the sofa with sunken eyes, the maids’ eyebrows drooped.
“Please don’t worry too much. Master’s wounds weren’t deep, and since the attack failed, the enemy won’t be able to move easily for a while.”
Linda, the most mature of the three maids, comforted me while stroking the back of my hand.
“Mm…”
When my expression didn’t brighten, the maids exchanged troubled glances.
“I’ll bring some warm milk.”
“And picture books too.”
“Look at me losing my mind. Where was that puzzle again? I completely forgot.”
The maids busily moved around looking for something to lift my spirits.
As soon as they left, I grabbed the communication stone. The recipient was the Captain.
[Yes, Young Lady.]
“Trigon, come to the greenhouse with Zachary.”
[You’re not going to the office?]
“If I go out, my family will be anxious. Since Trigon is the Chief Court Mage, he can’t freely enter and exit noble mansions, so move discreetly.”
[I receive your orders.]
I made an excuse to the three maids who returned that I wanted to rest and left the room. They looked dejected but soon bowed their heads.
And I secretly brought the shirt from the laundry room that Father had been wearing when he was attacked.
After waiting for a while in the greenhouse, a man with his robe pulled low, Zachary, and the Captain arrived.
The robed man was Trigon as expected. As soon as the greenhouse door closed, he roughly pushed back his hood and glared irritably.
“How can you tell me to come and go to the mansion like this? If I’m caught, I’m a dead man.”
Without responding, I placed Father’s shirt on the table.
“You can track with this, right?”
“This alone is difficult. It would need to be flesh or hair at least.”
“I know there’s alchemy that can track using just bloodstains.”
I definitely saw it in my first life.
Trigon being summoned by the Empress Dowager to ‘track’ someone.
“…!”
“Ah, Young Lady.”
“What…!”
Not only Trigon, but even Zachary and the Captain’s expressions froze.
The Captain swallowed dryly and tried to dissuade me.
“It will place considerable burden on the caster.”
“It’s different if I use my divine power and Etoile as a medium. Etoile contains my familiar. In other words, it has the power left by a demon. I’ll do the casting. Trigon, you just need to tell me the method.”
Trigon lightly raised both hands and stepped backward.
“Though I rose to this position through my father’s power, I am still nominally the Chief Court Mage. For you to learn alchemy from someone like me. Young Lady, this is no different from heresy. How would we be any different from them then? Please think rationally…!”
I stood up abruptly and approached him.
“They attacked my family with suicide terrorism. I’m not some virtuous person who walks the righteous path even when the opponent acts despicably.”
“….”
“Give back what you receive. That’s Dubbled’s family motto.”
What remained from my first life when I was so very virtuous? I responded to all kinds of evil acts with righteous methods, but became a sacrifice and my body crumbled.
What happened in my second life when I was obedient to my parents and never lost loyalty to country and people? I was beaten to death by my parents.
“Countless enemies are charging at me with spears and swords, and I should face them barehanded? For whose benefit?”
“….”
With a tired face, he rubbed his face roughly, sighed, and sat down.
“I warned you. Don’t regret this.”
As soon as he grasped my hand, an activation seal appeared on the back of my hand.
“Concentrate. This is Welton’s Formula.”
“Welton?!”
There’s only one case when Welton’s formula is used.
‘When attacking.’
Why would they attack…?
As I organized my thoughts in my head, I soon let out a hollow laugh.
‘Magic regulated by alchemy has its reasons.’
If you dig into it precisely, this wasn’t tracking magic. It was magic that attacks those connected to them through blood as a medium.
I grinned, raising the corners of my mouth.
* * *
The man laughed with kek, kek sounds while heartily slapping his knee.
“Yes, so Dubbled issued an emergency alert. Theodore Dubbled, that arrogant bastard got scared and tucked his tail!”
He had been displeasing since his youth. Born from a concubine yet acting arrogantly as if ruling over the world, and those empty-headed fools who supported him like he was some impurity in the noble world.
‘And now he’s coveting what’s mine?’
“Excellent. Excellent. I’ve never lost by following your advice.”
“Please continue to favor me. I’ll risk my life to help you achieve the great work you desire.”
“Yes.”
When the gloved Black Hat Man smiled broadly, the man showed a pleased smile on his lips.
“Now then, tell me. The location where the water source is hidden.”
“Yes. …Duke Nodelli.”
Marquis Nodelli had met the Black Hat Man two months ago.
It was at a drinking party where Duke Valois had gathered a small number of great nobles and subtly hinted that the development of the medium-range teleportation formation was complete.
“These men here have been of great help. They’re people worth befriending. But be careful. They’re quick with calculations.”
“You’ll keep your promise, won’t you?”
When the Black Hat Man asked, Marquis Nodelli raised his heavy body and said.
“You mean the man captured with the dead Duke Valois?”
“That’s right.”
“I have my people planted in the Imperial Guards, Royal Guards, and Security Force. What’s the big deal about disposing of one man? He’s been in my hands from the beginning, so don’t worry.”
Marquis Nodelli took out a bottle from the cabinet and continued in a nonchalant tone.
“Killing and erasing traces is easier for me than wringing a child’s neck. Now, let’s have some drinks…”
It was the moment Marquis Nodelli turned his head.
“Kek!”
The Black Hat Man covered his mouth and collapsed. The carpet was soaked with dark red blood.
“Kuaaaak─!!”
Blood vessels protruded from his neck. Like a person caught in a spider’s web. Seeing the man whose face had turned deathly pale, Marquis Nodelli shouted in panic.
“Wh, what… Doctor!! Is there anyone outside! Call a doctor!”
Even as the door burst open and employees and doctors rushed in, the Black Hat Man’s limbs continued to contort.
“What the hell is happening!”
Marquis Nodelli’s face hardened stiffly.
As commotion broke out inside the study, Elizabeth approached the door and poked her head out.
“What? What’s happening? Father!”
At the child’s voice, Marquis Nodelli shouted in a strained voice.
“Take Elizabeth away!”
“Young Lady.”
“What on earth is going on? I don’t want to! I’m not going~! They said Wise came. I have something to ask…!”
“My apologies.”
“I said let me go!”
Elizabeth, who had been struggling in the butler’s arms, frowned deeply. She had something to ask the Black Hat Man who had recently become close friends with her father.
‘The medicine… I couldn’t use it.’
He had said it was medicine that absolutely had to be used that day.
Also, she needed to ask how to make the most wonderful prince in the world hers. And how to separate that wicked girl from That Person.
At that moment, at Duke Dubbled’s estate.
Leblaine, holding the glowing Etoile with a pale face, smiled.
‘Got you, you bastard.’
* * *
Definitely, there had been a feeling. A sensation as if someone’s throat was caught in her grasp. The forbidden magic had surely succeeded.
‘But this forbidden magic thing is really awful. There are reasons why they say not to use it.’
Her whole body ached as if she had caught a fever. More than anything, she felt disgusted. As if she had really strangled someone’s throat.
Half a day had passed since using the forbidden magic, but the sensation in her hands wouldn’t disappear.
Trigon had returned, and she had entrusted Zacharie with his escort.
‘Only Trigon knows how to use this forbidden magic. If anyone else finds out, he’ll be in danger.’
She was sitting across from the doctor discussing various matters.
Laura hurried into the greenhouse with quick steps.
“Young Lady, I’ve confirmed the matter you asked me to investigate.”
“Yes, how did it go?”
“At the time you mentioned, there was commotion at Toulouse House and Nodelli House. Toulouse House said wild dogs entered their garden, and Nodelli House summoned doctors.”
The doctor’s eyes narrowed.
“So it’s Nodelli.”
“…Right.”
I nodded and said to Laura.
“Go and call Dahlia, Linda, and Yuni.”
“Yes.”
As Laura left, the doctor asked with a puzzled expression.
“Why are you summoning the maids?”
“The reason why those Nodelli bastards attacked Father isn’t important. It’s likely because of Suwon. They say Marquis Nodelli is someone with a severe inferiority complex toward Father.”
“So what?”
“What matters to me is that he attacked Father. I have to pay back what I received. I don’t have soldiers raised for suicide attacks, but─”
Just then, the Three Maids entered the greenhouse, and I smiled brightly.
“I have criminal allies who are scarier than suicide bombers.”
A serial killer who murdered about a hundred rapists, a major fraud criminal who ran off with a year’s budget of a decent territory, a loan shark who ruled the Imperial Capital, and the daughter of a cult leader.
“Right here.”
Looking at the Maids who widened their eyes, I put on an innocent expression.
“The target is Marquis Nodelli’s child, Elizabeth. I want to cause a major incident that will make Marquis Nodelli jump out of his skin. Will you help me?”
‘Return what you received with double added to it.’
That’s our family motto.
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