The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 211

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Chapter 211

Marquis Schuheil convulsed. After coughing up blood several times, he collapsed limply, and Leblaine hurriedly turned her head toward the magic mirror.

‘This is terrible.’

Trigon, who had been watching the magic mirror, gritted his teeth.

Hemoptysis. This situation had never been discussed.

‘Something has gone wrong.’

No matter how much of an unprecedented genius Taylor Dubbled was, he hadn’t conducted sufficient clinical trials after developing the medicine.

‘Things were going so well, damn it. We rushed too much!’

Trigon hastily cut off the transmission. The magic mirror turned pitch black, and outcries erupted from all corners of the private chamber.

“What is this! Check the magic mirror!”

“The magic mirror? Look at this fool! We need to send someone to the Marquis immediately! Lady Dubbled has killed the Marquis!”

Shouts and screams filled the private chamber.

Schuheil’s retainers, great nobles, and even priests clamored noisily.

“That’s what I said. Before being blinded by the title of Child of Fate, we should have looked at the essence! Isn’t she just a nine-year-old girl who likes attention!”

“We entrusted the Marquis’s life to the hands of a nine-year-old whose head isn’t even dry yet. How could this be reasonable?”

“More than that, a doctor! No, a priest…!”

“Marchioness, what are you doing!”

As the Marchioness turned pale and trembled violently, Edgar gritted his teeth and shouted.

“Send someone immediately!”

Schuheil’s employees and doctors rushed frantically toward the Marquis’s room where the healing was in progress.

Just as they were about to burst through the door, someone blocked their path. It was Taylor Dubbled.

“The Child of Fate is healing the Marquis.”

“We saw through the magic mirror that something went wrong!”

“It’s part of the healing process.”

After a brief struggle ensued, nobles came rushing in droves.

Nobles with interests tied to Schuheil, those who simply couldn’t overcome their curiosity, and those who hoped for Dubbled’s downfall.

The eyes of those who had gathered in droves were filled with distrust toward Leblaine.

“Get out of the way!”

An old noble scolded Taylor with a disgusted expression.

“What on earth was Duke Dubbled thinking when he allowed a nine-year-old to heal!”

“The reason is obvious. He must have wanted to officially recognize that his daughter has divine power this time.”

“Even if he’s a spawn of Dubbled blinded by greed, he shouldn’t play games with human lives. Terrible. This is terrible.”

The Marchioness came running late with her trembling body.

“My husband… what happened to my husband…”

Then Schuheil’s retainers flew into a rage and pressed the Marchioness.

“All of this is due to the Marchioness’s weakness in relying on the pathetic name of Child of Fate. The Marchioness’s foolishness has killed the family head!”

“I… I am…”

The Marchioness bit the tender flesh inside her mouth, her face pale as a sheet.

Seeing his mother unable to even speak and covering her mouth, Edgar shouted at the retainer.

“Don’t shift the responsibility to Mother! Receiving help from the Child of Fate is something we all agreed upon!”

“Even with the Family Head in this state, you still can’t escape from the Marchioness’s skirts. Have some awareness as the heir!”

A commotion broke out in front of the Marquis’s room.

The Marchioness, gripping her skirt hem tightly, quietly approached the door.

Knock. Knock.

After a few knocks, she opened her mouth.

“May I continue to trust you, Young Lady?”

[…]

No answer came back. The Marchioness swallowed dryly.

Even if she was the Child of Fate, she hadn’t completely trusted a child who was only nine years old.

The situation was so desperate that she had no choice but to rely on that young child.

Her son was young, and she had no power to protect him.

Her husband was a suspicious person. He monopolized power entirely and allowed no one close to him.

In other words, it meant there would be nothing to protect mother and son after her husband’s death.

The end station of a life devoted to home like furniture was a weak mother without even a shred of power to protect her son.

The retainers were constantly trying to usurp her husband’s power, and she needed time.

Her husband had to live even one more day. So that her son could grow even one more year.

Relying on an invisible god was all she could do.

Then, a small voice came through the door crack.

[If the Marchioness believes in me…]

“…”

[If you believe in me, I will repay that faith. In whatever way possible.]

“…”

Hollow laughter burst out from the surroundings.

“Drag Lady Dubbled out immediately!”

“The Family Head’s life hangs by a thread.”

“Marchioness.”

“…Stop!!”

The Marchioness let out an angry shout.

People stared at her with wide eyes, surprised by the shout from the woman who had only been weak.

The Marchioness turned her back to the door and looked around.

“Clients, please return to the private chamber.”

“Foolish thinking…!”

“I have chosen the Young Lady. I will also take responsibility.”

“…”

“In the absence of the Family Head, I am the master of the main house. Retainers will follow the main house’s orders.”

The retainers opened their mouths to say something, but the Marchioness spoke in a low voice.

“Say one more word. I’ll personally show you just how far a mother whose child is placed on a cliff can go.”

Under the Marchioness’s fierce glare, none of Suheil’s retainers could bring themselves to speak.

Edgar called out “Mother…” and took her hand.

Right after Father collapsed, warmth circulated through her hands that had been pale all this time. There was no trembling whatsoever.

The retainers turned away one by one with displeased expressions, and the nobles who had been watching the situation began taking out communication stones or calling their servants.

“Halt all business dealings with Suheil.”

“Withdraw the investment funds placed in Dubbled.”

“I must see Duke Marche immediately. Since we’ve caught the momentum, let’s drive out Dubbled’s faction from the Imperial Capital.”

An unprecedented tension filled the Imperial Capital.

* * *

I emerged from the Marquis’s room with a weary face.

When I left the room, no one was there because the Marchioness was firmly guarding the door.

“How did it go?”

“…”

When I hung my head with a dejected expression, the Marchioness and Edgar rushed into the room with pale faces.

At the end of the corridor, people were bustling about. The one who pushed through them was a familiar face.

It was the Captain of Guards, Henri, and Isaac.

Henri and Isaac blocked other people who tried to approach me and hurriedly dragged me out of the mansion.

A Dubbled carriage was waiting right in front of Suheil’s inner residence.

The Captain of Guards and Taylor got in first, then Henri and Isaac quickly helped me aboard.

“Let’s hurry back to the mansion. Father is waiting.”

“Yeah…”

“You’re still young. Whatever mistake you made, we’ll take responsibility.”

Henri’s expression was unusually hardened. Isaac forced a smile and patted my back.

“I told them to prepare lots of snacks. Eat until you burst and sleep well. On days like today, it’s okay to skip brushing your teeth once!”

Isaac gripped my hand tightly and continued.

“Little One. You’re not bad. The ones who are bad are those who created a situation where they had no choice but to rely on a child.”

And the door closed.

The Captain of Guards, who had taken a seat in the carriage one step ahead of me, asked.

“What happened?”

I grinned and said.

“─It went well.”

Then Henri, Isaac, and the Captain of Guards looked at me with bewildered expressions.

“What?”

“Huh?”

“Pardon?”

I looked at the gossipmongers crowded outside the window and quickly closed the curtain while going “Shh! Shhh─!” and pressing my index finger firmly to my lips.

“Others might hear. We need to act more serious so the rumors spread far and wide.”

The chairman asked with an incredulous expression.

“So this is….”

“Bad rumors spread faster than good ones, right? When everyone imagines the worst, the Marquis suddenly opens his eyes! Other people will think of me in their worst situations too.”

“Hah….”

The chairman held his forehead as if dumbfounded.

“Are you saying it was all a show?”

“It was a performance. A performance.”

“Do you know how shocked I was!”

The chairman shouted angrily, so I shrugged my shoulders.

“But this way I won’t be called here and there. Think about it. I performed a miracle that even the Temple couldn’t do. There are dying people all over the world, right? Then they’ll all come looking for me.”

“So?”

“So it’s like this. I did perform a miracle, but people saw the hemoptysis and misunderstood, cursing me. Then what happens? Poor little me gets traumatized from being cursed along with my family and can’t perform healing anymore.”

“How on earth do you come up with such thoughts…. At least give me a hint!”

“The hemoptysis was unexpected for me too. It was only after I coughed up blood that Uncle told me ‘that could happen.’ But after panicking, I realized I could make the situation quite interesting.”

I’m not the real Child of Fate with healing power.

I don’t have the power to truly save people like Mina does.

And Taylor’s medicine wasn’t a cure-all.

If I get called here and there in this situation, eventually it will be discovered that I don’t really have healing power.

I went crazy thinking I needed to insert a safety pin.

“Plus, I can use this opportunity to flatten the noses of those annoying bastards. Look, there’s already chaos breaking out.”

Then Isaac said to Henri with a dazed expression.

“…Was the Little One a genius all along?”

“Didn’t you know?”

Henri chuckled and patted my head.

I swung my feet back and forth with a pleased expression while receiving Henri’s pats.

‘Go ahead, chatter excitedly, you fools.’

─I thought.

* * *

Papal Court.

The hastily gathered Cardinals sat around the Round Table, shouting noisily.

“The opportunity has come! The chance to get the Child of Fate into our hands!”

Not knowing they were caught on Leblaine’s fishing hook, the fish were excitedly flopping around.

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