The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 155

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Chapter 155

“Are you saying the Three Young Masters stormed into Marquis Nodelli’s House to find Tesla’s Records?”

The adjutant looked at me with a flustered expression. I answered casually while drawing a picture on paper with a serious expression.

“Yeah.”

“Even if their influence is weaker than ours, they’re still a great noble family. The Emperor won’t just stand by and watch. If they find out Tesla’s Records were stolen, they’ll be certain that the Young Lady is the Child of Fate sent by the Evil God. What will Duke Marche say if he finds out?”

“That Marquis Nodelli was the one who attacked Father.”

The adjutant’s eyes widened. Having completed the drawing on the paper, I glanced up at him.

“Weren’t you planning to conclude that Marquis Schuheil was the mastermind behind the great noble assault incident?”

I had previously framed Marquis Schuheil as the culprit of the great noble assault incident. That’s why I didn’t even expose Linda.

I shrugged and put down the crayons.

“Pointing to Marquis Schuheil was just to deal a blow to Duke Marche. Since his backer is Duke Marche. I was buying time until Father returned from battle.”

“Then…?”

“It was Nodelli who first attacked Father. From the beginning, I planned to get what we needed from Nodelli as soon as Father returned, then frame him as the culprit.”

“But Duke Marche will suspect our purpose.”

“That’s why─”

I held up the paper and showed the adjutant the picture I had drawn.

“─this is necessary.”

“That is…?”

Just then, there was a knock. When I said “Come in,” Trigon entered the room.

“Did you call for me?”

“Yeah. I have something for you to do.”

“What is it?”

“This picture. Can you engrave it on my body? I want it to appear only when necessary. Is that possible?”

“It’s not difficult. But what exactly is that…?”

Both the adjutant and Trigon looked puzzled. I grinned and answered.

“The emblem possessed by the Child of Fate bestowed by God Neriad.”

That damn emblem that appeared on Mina’s foot, proving she was the true Child of Fate.

There are three conditions for being the ‘Child of Fate.’

Born on February 29th.

Possess Divine Power.

Manifest God’s Crest.

I became the Child of Fate by fulfilling conditions 1 and 2, but couldn’t become the real one because I didn’t fulfill condition 3.

But what if God’s Crest manifested on my body?

‘Marche and the shrine, who don’t know who the real Child of Fate is, will have no choice but to think I’m the real one.’

Before Mina came, very few people knew about God’s Crest.

Only the past Popes and past Emperors.

‘I could understand if it was the Pope, but I wondered how the Emperor would know, turns out this crest was also with the Founding Emperor.’

He was the one sent by God Neriad before Mina.

When I smiled wickedly, the adjutant’s eyes narrowed. He was clearly calculating in his head. After finishing his calculations, a similar cunning smile appeared on the adjutant’s lips.

“Indeed, it’s not only the Child of the Evil God who needs Tesla’s records. The Child of God Neriad would need them even more.”

“Exactly.”

“Excellent.”

“I think so too.”

Then we looked at Trigon.

“Now, draw it. Perfectly!”

When I extended my foot, Trigon knelt down with a sigh.

Engraving the crest on my foot wasn’t difficult. In just a few minutes, I was able to create the divine crest that my first life self had so desperately wanted.

I infused Divine Power into the black pattern Trigon had created. The pattern glowed and the flowers decorating the vase on the table regained their vitality.

It was no different from Mina’s crest that I had seen in my first life.

“Oh my, I’m dying…”

I was already maintaining Purpur, and using Divine Power on top of that made me feel like all the strength was draining from my body.

‘I really need to steal some mana from somewhere.’

Thinking that, I frowned at the adjutant and Trigon who were still standing there blankly.

“What are you doing?”

“Pardon?”

“What…?”

“Go right now and spread rumors that I manifested the divine crest!”

At my words, the two people who had been blinking blankly said “Ah” and rushed out of the greenhouse.

* * *

The Empire was turned upside down.

Marquis Nodelli, who had attacked Duke Dubbled through Dubbled’s brilliant machinations, was transformed into the ringleader of the noble attack incident.

Marquis Schuheil, who had been tortured in prison for a long time, was released, but gossipmongers claimed he had conspired with Nodelli to target the great nobles.

Marquis Schuheil protested his innocence, but no one believed him.

Nodelli’s butler had spread rumors that there had been a subtle atmosphere between Marquis Nodelli and Marquis Schuheil even before the noble attack incident.

Of course, this was also the power of Dubbled’s brilliant machinations.

Johan used Dubbled’s prestige to easily win over the butler of the Nodelli family who was disgusted by Marquis Nodelli’s recklessness, and Henri, a genius of public opinion warfare, led the atmosphere.

But the bigger commotion was…

“They say the divine crest manifested on Lady Dubbled? She collapsed for two weeks from the shock of the crest’s manifestation.”

“My goodness. So Lady Dubbled was the real one after all.”

“Isn’t the shrine being too much? Because they hid matters related to the divine crest, House Dubbled was so worried.”

“Actually, why would the people who don’t know the exact Divine Oracle think Lady Dubbled was fake? Because her Divine Power was lacking? No. The talk that she might be fake came from the shrine itself.”

“That poor child. Actually, the shrine only forces donations from believers and never does anything properly.”

“But it’s strange, isn’t it? Why did they hide from the public that the divine crest would manifest on the Child of Fate? Seeing how the talk of her being fake came from the shrine, they couldn’t have been unaware of matters related to the divine crest.”

“They probably created it thinking the Child of Fate might not be real, right? Since they couldn’t be certain either, they spoke so carelessly.”

“They used a child. How terrible.”

Even though the Child of Fate had manifested God’s Crest, instead of people following the sanctity of Neriad’s faith, gossip was the main response.

The true face of the shrine trying to seize power using the Child of Fate had been exposed.

All the world’s sympathy and sanctity was directed toward Leblaine. There were even believers who wanted to meet that child without going through the shrine.

* * *

I grinned as I looked at the letters from the Empress Dowager and fervent Neriad believers.

‘Good, good. Things are going well.’

The influence of Neriad’s faith was shrinking, and my status was rising instead.

I couldn’t count how many people wanted to meet me, from great nobles to even imperial family members.

‘Of course, even from the shrine with fire at their feet.’

The Papal Court, which had always maintained dignity, even sent a cardinal directly to find me. They said the Pope wanted to see me.

“Miss, Cardinal Roam has come again today. Shall I refuse as usual?”

At Lea’s question, I popped a cookie into my mouth and said.

“Yeah. I overate and feel sick.”

“You’re sick?!”

Then the maids and mansion employees jumped up in a frenzy.

“Doctor!”

“The young miss is sick!”

“Get a doctor immediately!”

…Why do our employees get stranger as time goes by?

I answered with drowsy eyes, “If the cardinal asks why, tell him that…”

Only then did the visibly relieved employees say “Wise young miss!” and leave the room humming.

After that, I bounced up from the bed.

“Duke Marche must be properly scared shitless by now, right?”

“I told the Nodelli butler to leak to the shrine that the young masters forcibly took Tesla’s records from Nodelli. Since the shrine didn’t even know Tesla’s records were in Nodelli’s hands until now, they must be suspecting Marche’s intentions.”

“Good, then let’s go.”

“To Marche?”

“Yeah. I need to properly annoy him.”

Of course, after getting what I need.

I visited Duke Marche’s estate without the shrine knowing.

Henri and Isaac were worried that Marche might do something to me, but Father told me to go ahead.

After sharing my past, Father trusted me unconditionally.

When told I had come to visit, Duke Marche immediately let me into the mansion.

‘Pur. If something happens to me, manifest immediately.’

[Tch.]

Pur clicked his tongue grumpily, but I now know that means he’ll do it. He was a demon who expressed his true feelings through grumbling.

“Hello, Duke.”

“…What business does the Young Lady have with me?”

“I have something I’m curious about.”

I made an extremely innocent expression and deliberately clenched both hands tightly.

“The Young Lady has something to ask me?”

“I don’t know why, but ever since this appeared, you keep appearing in my dreams, Duke.”

“…”

Oh dear, did that sound too much like an old-fashioned pickup line?

The Duke’s eyes narrowed, so I quickly changed my words.

“I mean, to be precise, someone who looks like you, Duke.”

I learned from Tesla’s Records. One of the people who went on adventures with him was an ancestor of Duke Marche.

‘He boldly recorded the name of the first Family Head.’

I thought he was crazy.

Well, I would have hedged my bets too. Since you never know who would win between the Child of the Evil God and the Child of God Neriad.

The First Head of Marshu probably predicted the Child of the Evil God would win and openly put his name on it.

‘After all, the First Head of Marshu was said to have sided with the Founding Emperor at the end of the war between Ivan and the Founding Emperor.’

So I understood.

Duke Marche’s anxiety toward Marquis Nodelli might be to eliminate Tesla’s Records, which are a disgrace to House Marche.

‘He’s known as a founding contributor, but if it came out that he actually helped Ivan, there would be no greater shame.’

The Emperor, who already wants to reduce Empress Yvonne’s power, would be delighted and try to seize about half the territory Marshu received as a reward for being a contributor.

‘But Grandfather is no pushover.’

Duke Marche showed no inner thoughts on his face at all.

Even though he must be burning inside because my brothers robbed Tesla’s Records, he still maintained a detached expression.

‘But that won’t help.’

I swallowed my inner laughter and drooped my eyebrows.

“Someone who looks like Duke Marche keeps asking me to give him Tesla’s Records.”

“Someone who looks like me…”

“He asked me to destroy Tesla’s Records for the sake of future generations.”

“…”

“He said they were in Nodelli’s hands. So we brought the records.”

I took Tesla’s Records out of my bag.

The Duke’s eyes widened when he saw it.

“So, you want to make a deal with me?”

“No.”

“Then are you trying to mock me?”

Exactly!

I thought that, but I put on a straight face and made a sad expression.

“I was going to give it to you, but if you don’t want it…”

When I casually placed my hand on the book, Duke Marche hastily grabbed my wrist.

‘I know you’re in a hurry, Grandfather.’

“Why are you giving this to me?”

“I just… I just thought this might be helpful to Duke Marche…”

“What?”

“My aunt said so. She said Father is busy because he doesn’t get along with Duke Marche.”

You know, Grandfather keeps fighting with our Father because of Valois Territory, right?

“…And so?”

“So I want to become friends. If I become friends with the Duke, Father won’t be busy anymore. Also, the Duke looks lonely…”

“What do you mean?”

“Father said so. The more absolute power someone has, the lonelier they are.”

“…”

“I don’t really understand, but lonely people need friends. I’ll become the Duke’s friend!”

I smiled brightly, and Duke Marche, who had been staring at me intently, soon smiled faintly.

“Better than my own child…”

“Will you become my friend?”

“Will you show me God’s Crest?”

I quietly extended my foot. His eyes trembled slightly as he carefully touched my shoes.

‘The crest looks real, doesn’t it, Grandfather?’

I thought my head would split from trying to recall this emblem in such detail.

“It would be an honor to become friends with the Child of Fate. I’ve been looking forward to the day we would meet since before you were born.”

“Wow!”

“I’ll gratefully accept the records. Since you’ve given me something I truly needed, I’d like to repay you. Is there anything you wish for?”

I fidgeted with my fingers, pretending to be flustered.

“It’s fine, speak comfortably.”

“Um… Linda isn’t a bad maid.”

“You mean the maid who reported Marquis Schuheil?”

“I thought she did something bad, but she didn’t. Father said so. Linda probably wanted to help me. So she lied about doing something bad…”

When I spoke dejectedly, Duke Marche patted my shoulder gently.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.”

I shouted “Wow!” and threw my arms up in the air.

‘Thank you!’

And I’m sorry.

Actually, those records are fake.

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