The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 195

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Chapter 195

That dawn, my sibling and I along with Taylor traveled to the Jedo mansion through a long-distance teleportation formation.

Despite it being the early hours of dawn, the mansion was brightly lit. As soon as we appeared, the employees who had been pacing around the central courtyard came running, calling out “Miss, Young Master!”

“You’ve returned safely… Lord Taylor.”

North, who was the first to run out from among the people, showed a relieved expression, but then his face hardened when he saw Taylor standing behind me.

Taylor smiled brightly and said.

Taylor said with a bright smile.

“…”

“We’ve prepared a place for you to stay in the annexes.”

“There should be a room I used to use on the second floor of the main residence.”

“We’ve prepared a place for you to stay in the annex.”

“So Javelin was Theodore’s child? How surprising.”

“This main residence is a space for the direct lineage. It may have been Taylor’s room when the previous generation was alive, but not anymore.”

“Don’t be sarcastic.”

Aunt, who came down from the second floor, said while shielding me and my brothers behind her back.

It was when Taylor pointed out with a smile that his aunt, who wasn’t a direct descendant, was staying at the main residence.

“At least I have more brotherly affection than you do.”

My aunt, who had come down from the second floor, said this while shielding my brothers and me behind her back.

“He doesn’t slice open the bellies of his territory’s people and make specimens of their organs for personal desires. I have no intention of talking with you further, so get lost to the annexes.”

“Well, fine. I didn’t really intend to stay in the main residence anyway. I prefer the annexes too.”

“At least I have more brotherly affection than you do.”

Aunt seemed very displeased with us siblings getting involved with Taylor.

“He doesn’t slice open the bellies of his subjects and make specimens of their entrails for personal desire. I have no intention of speaking with you further, so get out and go to the annex.”

As Taylor turned around as if he was really going to head to the annexes, I quickly tugged at the hem of Aunt’s cardigan.

“Aunt, Aunt.”

“It seems you’ll carry that habit of scratching at people with thoughtless words for the rest of your life. Get out to the annex immediately. Don’t spread your garbage-like stench around my nephews.”

“Yes.”

Given his history of poisoning his brothers, it seemed he didn’t think his nephew would be safe either. North’s hostility was probably due to that as well.

“Leblaine, Taylor isn’t someone you should show mercy to—”

“He’ll run away, so we need to keep him right next to us and watch him.”

“Aunt, aunt.”

Aunt blinked. Since it wasn’t out of pity but for surveillance, I nodded my head firmly at her expression.

“Yeah.”

In my first life, when my brothers briefly released him to treat Mina, he just roughly prescribed some medicine and then ran away.

‘Well, that medicine was effective and Mina did wake up. But there were side effects.’

“LeBlanc, Taylor isn’t someone you should show mercy to─”

“I’m telling you, you need to keep them right next to you and watch them closely because they’ll try to run away.”

My aunt blinked. Her expression seemed to ask if it was because of surveillance rather than pity, so I nodded firmly.

Taylor Dublaid was a master of escape.

In her first life, when her brothers briefly released her so she could treat Mina, he just hastily prescribed some medicine and then ran away.

‘Well, the medicine was effective and Mina did wake up. But there were side effects.’

Henri and Isaac, who were furious beyond measure due to Mina’s aftereffects, turned the Empire upside down searching for him, but until the day I died, there was no word that he had been captured.

“He’ll definitely try to escape. So until we go to the Imperial Palace, in the room next to mine… or should it be next to Father’s room? No, no, there’s no need for that—we can just put a chair in Father’s room…”

“In the same room as His Excellency…”

No matter how much of an escape genius Taylor was, he wouldn’t be able to flee from within Father’s reach.

Aunt and North exchanged glances with strange expressions, but they seemed reassured by the mention of sharing a room with Father and nodded simultaneously.

“Then he won’t be able to harm the Young Lady and Young Masters.”

“Right.”

Father’s expression showed he didn’t care about anything else as long as we siblings weren’t in danger.

* * *

Taylor was dragged by Leblaine toward Theodore’s office.

The half-brother he was seeing after so long hadn’t changed one bit from his memories.

The brothers born to the Previous Duke were ranked according to their mothers’ status. The eldest, born to a humble viscount’s daughter, respectfully served and devotedly attended to the third son, who was born to a daughter of a prestigious marquis family.

Those who had great noble mothers reigned over dozens of brothers. The children of mothers who had fathers with hereditary titles couldn’t even dine with those born to great noble mothers, so what must it have been like for Taylor, born to a foreign slave?

Theodore’s circumstances were no better than Taylor’s. He was born to a commoner woman who had been sold to pay off his father’s gambling debts.

Since she bore a child for money, she was no different from a prostitute. The brothers always made his mother, who died right after giving birth to Theodore, the subject of their mockery.

Even so, Theodore never showed any sign of being discouraged. Even when he had to sleep in the stable after falling out of their father’s favor due to his brothers’ scheming, he never revealed any feelings of injustice.

The other brothers called him a fool without pride, but Taylor thought differently.

‘Idiots, it’s not that he has no pride—he’s terribly arrogant. He doesn’t consider you people human. Just like how you don’t feel humiliated when insulted by mere beasts.’

Those eyes couldn’t belong to someone who was discouraged.

Theodore was simply lying low. Waiting for the chance to thrust a blade before his brothers and the Previous Duke.

Theodore, now older and with three children of similar age to his brothers from back then, was still arrogant and still insufferable.

“It’s been a while, Elder Brother.”

Look, those same insufferable eyes that still looked at him like trash.

Theodore looked at North, who was conveying Leblaine’s words, without responding.

“Throw him in the annexes and guard him without any gaps.”

Taylor chuckled as if he had expected this.

No one was unaware of Theodore’s resolute nature.

Once he spoke, he wouldn’t change his words even if a blade came to his throat.

He was someone who would throw away even an opportunity to create debt with the Imperial Palace rather than give part of his room to trash.

What was strange was that Javelin and North, who knew his nature just as well, showed no signs of difficulty at all. They glanced at a small girl the size of a chestnut.

The child clung tightly to Theodore’s leg.

“Please let Uncle stay here.”

‘As if that could break your adoptive father’s stubbornness.’

“No…”

“Bread.”

“…Bread?”

With just one word, his ice-cold expression suddenly changed completely.

“…Bread?”

“Daddy!”

“Good grief, where did she learn such a thing? Who taught this child something so useless?”

His expression is cold on the subject, but the corners of his mouth twitch upward.

At least his expression didn’t look like he would behead whoever taught me. If anything, it looked like he might reward them.

“Is it not okay?”

“Is that not okay?”

North, Javelin, the employees, and even Theodore’s sons showed no signs of surprise.

North and Javelin, the employees, and even Theodore’s sons showed no signs of surprise.

Taylor furrowed his brow.

Wasn’t the reason Theodore had gotten him out of prison because he didn’t want to harm the child under his responsibility?

Taylor furrowed his brow.

“Stay quietly in the room.”

LeBlanc, who had finally gotten permission, turned to look at Taylor.

‘How dare you make the young lady speak twice!’

Only then did Taylor realize.

When Taylor didn’t respond, the expressions of the people gathered in the room turned menacing.

That tiny little chestnut was reigning from the top of the power pyramid.

Only then did Taylor realize.

* * *

That tiny little chestnut was reigning from the top of the pyramid of power.

‘Good, it worked.’

The “Papa” that I had learned from Laura in preparation for just such an occasion had succeeded.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand as I watched my father, who seemed completely unfazed despite being in the same room as Taylor.

Even when I was learning it, I wondered if it would really work, but Laura’s words were right.

The aegyo I had learned from Laura just in case came in handy.

Now that I’d used up my precious “Papa,” how was I supposed to break Father’s stubbornness next time?

I sat beside Father, resting my chin in my hands as I pondered, when I casually glanced at the documents he was looking at and my eyes widened.

When I was learning it, I wondered if this would really work, but Lora was right.

“Only partially. The security level has been raised, so unless you’re one of the 21 high priests, it would be difficult to decipher the whole thing. It seems the shrine is also having trouble with the interpretation since these are words that don’t appear frequently in scripture.”

When interpreting scripture, they first guess the letters based on their frequency of appearance. If these were words that didn’t appear often in scripture, it would inevitably take time.

I’ve used up the leverage I was saving, so how am I supposed to break through Dad’s stubborn streak next time?

I quickly examined the three words written on the paper.

“That’s ancient language! Don’t tell me you figured out the oracle?”

Upon hearing my words, Isaac said “Ah” and nodded.

“That’s right, the little one can read Ancient Language.”

“Only partially. The security level was raised, so it would be difficult to find out everything unless you’re a 21st-grade priest or higher. It seems even the temple is having trouble interpreting it since it’s a word that doesn’t appear often in the scriptures.”

When interpreting scripture, we first guess the letters through their frequency. If it’s a word that doesn’t appear often in the Bible, it will inevitably take time.

‘But I know how to read!’

I quickly examined the three words written on the paper.

“Red, moon, descent?”

Ishaq nodded and said “Ah” after hearing what I said.

“That’s right, the little one can read ancient languages.”

“Yeah. First….”

I was about to say “I learned it in my first life,” but seeing Taylor, my aunt, and North, I quickly changed my words.

“I guess I can read it because I’m the Child of Fate.”

‘But what does the red moon mean exactly?’

As I pondered, I startled and gripped my skirt hem tightly.

‘It means Mina will be summoned on the day the red moon rises.’

The red moon refers to the lunar eclipse that occurs every 100 years.

‘Then that’s the day Mina will come.’

I clearly remember it. The day the red moon rose.

The day Duke Amitie, who was always composed, returned to the mansion in a daze.

‘It was the anniversary of his first love’s death. When was that date again. So… hmm.’

Holding my head with both hands as I struggled to recall the memory, I opened my eyes wide.

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