The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 210

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Chapter 210

Edgar frowned when he saw me return with puffy, swollen eyes.

“Young Lady, your eyes…”

“…”

When I rubbed my eyes with an embarrassed expression, he let out a hollow laugh. Then he tried to offer me his handkerchief.

…If only my brothers hadn’t interfered.

“Get lost.”

Isaac and Henri had appeared out of nowhere.

Isaac knocked Schuheil’s hand away, and Henri handed me his handkerchief.

“Your eyes are swollen. Who made you cry?”

“Cry?! Why did you cry!”

“Who was it.”

“Why were you crying!”

I glanced at mid-air and shook my head vigorously.

I couldn’t tell them that Edgar was actually Linda’s son, and that I had cried my heart out feeling sorry for Linda who was hiding her identity for her son’s sake.

“Something got in my eyes.”

“Lies!”

Isaac was jumping up and down, but the perceptive Henri realized I didn’t want to explain the reason and carefully wiped the dried tears around my eyes with his handkerchief.

“There’s been a lot of wind lately.”

“Yeah!”

“But why are only you two in the garden? Where are the servants?”

He was asking me, but his gaze was fixed on Edgar. It was the look of someone staring at a person they wanted to tear apart and kill, so Edgar shook his head lightly with a displeased expression.

“Seriously hopeless, really.”

“Answer the question.”

At Henri’s words, Edgar let out a sigh.

“Young Lady told my mother she wanted to play with me. I couldn’t refuse my mother’s request and followed along. Is that explanation enough, you little brother idiots?”

“Who are you calling a mama’s boy?”

When Isaac glared at him, Edgar frowned and protested.

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Hey, Little One. Do you know how much of a mama’s boy this guy is? Two years ago he escaped from the dormitory and the reason was—”

Edgar hurriedly covered Isaac’s mouth. Then he looked at me with an awkward smile and whispered to Isaac.

“I wasn’t the only one who escaped from the dormitory. You and I would both be in trouble if we opened our mouths, wouldn’t we?”

Isaac roughly pulled Edgar’s hand away and shouted.

“Why would I be in trouble? I’m proud of it.”

“Then try shouting it proudly.”

“I missed Little One—!!”

Stop it! Don’t act so proud!

I stepped back with a shocked expression.

Are you insane?

Why would you escape from the dormitory just because you wanted to see me?

Isaac was the pathetic one, but I was the one feeling embarrassed.

“I just wanted to see the little one who gets scared listening to ghost stories. Right, Elder Brother? You also said during that communication that you really wanted to see Leblaine getting gloomy over ghost stories.”

“That doesn’t mean I actually escaped from the dormitory like you did. You’re pathetic enough, so no need to make excuses.”

“Anyway, Little One. Edgar, that guy also escaped with me that day. Said he wanted to see his mother.”

Edgar once again hurriedly grabbed Isaac and covered his mouth. Gritting his teeth, he forced a smile.

“My mother was sick. I had a reason. It wasn’t a pathetic reason like yours, just wanting to see your younger sister.”

“Says the guy who didn’t even apply for leave with the dormitory supervisor and broke a window to jump down as soon as he heard the Marchioness was sick, mmph! Mmph mmph!”

“Be quiet. Please. I’ll give you money.”

Listening to their conversation, I remembered what Henri and Isaac had been chattering about a few years ago.

“Damn snake-like bastard. If it weren’t for that mama’s boy, I could have graduated early too.”

“Anyway, you’re the one who didn’t get first place on the test.”

“If that bastard hadn’t desperately thrown himself into training, I would have been first! Those sons of bitches, if their scores were lacking, they should have just given up…”

“Would you just sit back and let others succeed if your scores were lacking?”

“Are you crazy? If I can’t do it, then no one else can either.”

“Exactly.”

“Ah, damn mama’s boy.”

Ah, so Edgar was the one who desperately prevented Isaac’s early graduation.

“Mama’s boy…”

“No. I’m just slightly, very slightly devoted to my mother.”

“Ah, yes…”

As I nodded my head reluctantly, Edgar let out a sigh.

“I don’t want to ruin my image any further here, so I’ll be going now.”

“Get lost already.”

“I’ll settle this with you after the new semester.”

“I only have one semester left. Idiot.”

“You’re going to the Academy too.”

Edgar put away his handkerchief and said to Henri.

“See you at the Academy.”

“By the time you come, I might have already graduated.”

“Early graduation that even your elder brother, the unprecedented genius, finds difficult? I’ll watch with interest to see if the pitiful second son can finally beat the first this time.”

“Since you can’t match our brothers in anything, I understand your desire to pit us against each other.”

When Henri smiled brightly, Edgar attacked with “Dubbled brats,” and Henri and Isaac countered with “Schuheil’s mama’s boy.”

‘Oh, their relationship is terribly bad.’

As I nodded thinking that, Edgar politely bowed his head to me.

“Alright.”

“Be careful on your way back.”

Goodbye!

As I waved my hand back and forth, Henri and Isaac shouted, “You don’t have to say goodbye!”

* * *

That evening, Taylor’s medicine was completed.

“With just this antibiotic, you can save Marquis Schuheil?”

“No way. This isn’t a cure-all medicine. It might protect against secondary infections, though.”

“Then it’s useless. Did you trick me to get the Meria Grass?”

When I glared at him, Taylor grinned and pulled out another medicine bottle, shaking it.

“I discovered something interesting.”

Then he took out a glass container. Inside was a chick whose wounds had festered and whose entire body was rotting away. It couldn’t even move, barely keeping its eyes open.

When I frowned at the terrible sight, he picked up another glass container beside it.

This one also contained a chick, but its condition was clearly much better than the first one. Though it limped, it was hopping around energetically.

“This is the chick that received continuous injections of the second medicine. It started moving its body from the fifth day.”

“Is this also medicine made from Meria Grass?”

“To be precise, I used Meria Grass that hadn’t fallen from the Elsa Tree.”

“What?”

He showed me the Elsa Tree stump where Meria Grass was growing.

This was the Elsa Tree I had brought whole for Taylor’s experiments and transplanted to the garden.

“Meria Grass changes its composition as soon as it falls from the Elsa Tree. If you make medicine with the Elsa Tree together, it can restore rotted areas.”

“Then Marquis Schuheil…”

He nodded.

“The possibility of recovery is sufficient.”

That’s when it happened.

North came running into the annexes.

“Miss! The Emperor has granted permission for the Grand Lady to participate!”

“What was the Grand Lady’s reaction?”

“I received a response that she would support Lady Cecilia’s selection with all her heart and soul.”

The preparations were complete.

I nodded and said to Taylor.

“We’ll go to the Marquis Estate tomorrow.”

The curtain had risen on the great fraud.

* * *

A magic mirror was installed in the private chamber of the Marquis Estate. Since only Leblaine and Taylor would enter for the treatment, they had requested a broadcast through the magic mirror to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances.

The Child of Fate’s first healing.

The first miracle performed by the Daughter of God drew the attention of all people, from the shrine to the great nobles to the commoners.

The annex of Marquis Schuheil’s estate was packed with great nobles who had requested invitations. Under the pretext of preparing for any potential problems, several cardinals from the Papal Court and healing priests from the Grand Temple were seated there.

In the magic mirror, Leblaine appeared wearing white robes.

Cardinal Reginald, who had come to observe the first healing by the Pope’s command, swallowed a bitter laugh.

“The emblem of Neriad’s teachings on her back, the robes of a prophet. Her appearance is no different from a messenger of God.”

Cardinal Blasio, who had come with him, glanced at Reginald who was twisting his lips.

“She is the Daughter of God, is she not.”

“Ever since last time, really…!”

The one who had been shouting felt the gazes of the great nobles and lowered his voice sharply.

“Why do you keep taking that wench’s side? We alone must not forget that His Holiness the Pope’s announcement of that wench as the Child of Fate was a tearful desperate measure for the sake of the religious order.”

“Born on February 29th, one who manifested God’s mark. She shall be God’s messenger who will subdue the Evil God. She is a child who fulfills all conditions of the divine oracle. It’s safe to consider her genuine.”

“You said that when the Pope ‘appraised’ that child, chaos seeped into His Holiness’s consciousness. Have you forgotten his words about seeing a child wrapped in black mist from beyond the ritual?”

“That was merely His Holiness’s words…”

“Lord Blasio!”

“Isn’t that so? At the time of appraisal, she was a child whose divine power was woefully low. If His Holiness’s appraisal had been wrong, the Empire would have been turned upside down. Don’t forget the words of the Second Priest (representative of the cardinals) who said it was His Holiness’s excuse prepared for that possibility.”

“How dare you speak of His Holiness’s words…!”

It was when Reginald was trembling with anger.

“She’s begun her prayer!”

When those watching the magic mirror shouted, the cardinals stopped talking and focused on the child.

As light rippled from the child’s body, fierce winds swirled. Her robe was blown away, revealing God’s mark clearly on her forehead.

“The mark─!”

“It was real. Truly God’s mark…!!”

Cheers erupted in the annex.

Chief Court Mage Trigon, who had come to observe Leblaine’s ‘miracle’ by the Emperor’s command, secretly swallowed his laughter.

‘So this was why she asked me to move the mark to her forehead.’

That God’s mark was something I had moved from Leblaine’s foot to her forehead at her request.

The wind must have been helped by Pur, and the light from her entire body was created with divine power.

If observed closely, the cardinals would notice immediately, so she must have insisted on entering the marquis’s room alone.

Leblaine in the magic mirror looked special to anyone who saw her.

Though he had never seen Mina, he was certain that even if she were the real Child of Fate, she couldn’t compare to this specialness.

Leblaine’s hands glowed. She gathered light on Marquis Schuheil’s chest.

‘Oh right. I mustn’t forget my own task.’

Though the Emperor had given the command to observe, Trigon had come here for a different purpose.

He subtly released magic power to make the magic mirror’s screen distort.

“What?!”

“What’s happening!”

“Trigon!”

When people shouted, Trigon exclaimed “Oh no!” and pretended to be surprised as he made the magic mirror’s screen clear again.

During that time, Leblaine would have fed Taylor’s medicine to Marquis Schuheil.

The magic mirror became clear again.

The marquis’s expression had noticeably improved.

“Ah, ahh….”

As the Marchioness let out a sigh of relief, Edgar supported her.

“Mother.”

“Your father… Ahh, Edgar.”

But then.

[Cough─!!]

The Marquis began to tremble violently and cough up blood.

Leblaine grabbed the Marquis with a panicked expression.

[Your Excellency! W-wait, this is… what is this…!]

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