The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 223

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Chapter 223

[Maria. Maria!]

‘I’ entered the shrine.

‘I’ was greatly shocked, but this was a predetermined course of events.

Those who possessed wealth worshipped Neriad, and faith toward Neriad spread to those around them.

It had been long since people’s footsteps ceased at the Temple of Serga.

Meanwhile, Neriad’s Sanctuary was called the new temple, and all kinds of precious things were being offered there.

What ‘I’ witnessed inside the shrine was Neriad standing alone in a daze.

And at his feet lay others who had fallen.

The gentle man with navy blue hair who had comforted ‘me’ in the fields.

The somewhat rough but kind blonde woman who was gentle when ‘I’ burst into tears searching for Mother.

Pur, who deliberately shouted cheerfully [Come, ride on my back. Don’t just stand there stupidly!] when ‘I’ waited alone for Neriad.

In the deep, deep desert night, my gentle and gentle, foolish God who cast stars in the sky for us siblings.

Neriad, pointing his sword at the fallen God, spoke to ‘me’ while gazing at God.

[Behold, Younger Sister. The time has come to gift you a world where no child suffers.]

[I tried… to understand you, Older Brothers.]

I continued speaking weakly.

[I wanted to believe that Older Brothers’ sins were another way of loving me, loving people…]

[Yes, that’s right.]

[I believed you would return someday. That the arrogance blinding my gentle and wise Older Brothers would fall away… I thought that way… that way…]

I hung my head low. Tears that fell down my cheeks thoroughly soaked my leather shoes.

In what language could ‘my’ emotions be explained?

Hatred and loathing, yet affection that could not be erased. And pity, anguish.

All emotions mixed together and became murky.

I wailed loudly within ‘me’. As if I had become one with ‘me’, no, as if I was ‘me’.

Neriad never looked at ‘me’.

When he was young, he never took his gaze away from ‘me’ even for a moment, always facing me directly, but now he only says he does this for ‘me’, never turning to look at me who is right beside him.

[There are worms in people’s hearts. When people are strong, they crouch down, but when they become weak, they burrow into the heart and make it sick. Thus jealousy, greed, and selfishness are born.]

Ah, I see.

Older Brothers is sick. He has been devoured by an incurable, terrible disease.

‘I’ slowly approached him. I spread both arms wide to block Neriad.

[Foolish act. Do you really think you can defeat me when you haven’t even manifested your special ability?]

[….]

[Why. Why are you trying to betray me, Leblaine, when you were the reason for my existence!]

[Don’t cry. I’ll protect you.]

[Have you also become a foolish god’s lackey!]

[I want to learn by God’s side and create a world where there are no children like us. A gentle world where you can run and play without worry.]

[Foolish. You’re stupid! Only a perfect god can save the world! Only I can give proper places, make them obedient, and guide them so they never stray from the path!]

‘I’ never wanted such a thing.

What I wanted was….

To walk through the fields holding hands with him.

To sometimes have trivial worries, and even when making sad faces, to never doubt that a better tomorrow would come.

Once a year, to pack a lunch box and take a boat to go flower viewing far away, to visit graves on our parents’ death anniversary, and say we’re okay because they left us such wonderful older brothers.

Neriad’s eyes turned pitch black.

The moment he, consumed by rage at being betrayed by his younger sister, was about to thrust his sword toward God.

I threw myself into his sword.

From far away, I seemed to hear someone’s voice calling [Maria!]

As my body fell, I didn’t take my eyes off Neriad.

Neriad’s face reflected in my blurred vision was strangely distorted.

Neriad collapsed with a thud and crawled toward me.

Embracing me, he muttered like a mad clown.

[This too is merely the mockery of an imperfect god. Even while dying, you still have the power to steal you from me. But don’t worry. Don’t worry. Before it’s too late… I will, I will….]

A Divine Mark appeared on the back of Neriad’s hand, and a terrifyingly gloomy energy surged forth.

Like a doll with severed strings, he laughed grotesquely.

[Don’t worry. When you’re resurrected in my embrace, you’ll have the same ideals as me and be able to see the right path. I will guide you to the land of gentle shepherds.]

I looked at him with bloodshot eyes where capillaries had burst. I wanted to plead, but my body wouldn’t move.

Please, no.

No.

Don’t save me.

I don’t want to be resurrected as Older Brother’s doll.

That wouldn’t be me.

‘Oh, God…!’

That was the moment.

The energy of Neriad that had been choking my neck instantly dissipated as light burst forth.

Kuguuuuuuuu─!!

Along with a thunderous roar, shouts and screams erupted from all directions.

Through the window, stake-like objects pierced through other seers who stood trampling over the corpses of seers and humans.

In the blink of an eye, the stakes became pillars and all the seers were bound in chains.

[Let go! Release me! I cannot go like this…!]

[Lord Neriad, Lord Neriad…!]

And then.

[Kraak!]

Neriad, who let out a scream, fell away from me and staggered backward.

[Serga! You despicable god!]

His body, wrapped in light, began to melt away.

Like filth dripping down, he crumbled and transformed into a horrific demon that could hardly be called human.

Kiaaaaaaak─!!

With a bone-chilling scream, Neriad’s body completely melted away.

The Human Realm was enveloped in light.

The light that drew agonizing screams from someone was warm and cozy to me, like a blanket dried in the sun.

Within it, I saw a hand reaching out to me.

As I blankly took that hand, a very gentle voice came from behind me.

“Baby.”

That voice I heard when I touched Newit.

The one I always heard in my dreams…

‘God’s voice.’

As I turned around, the space transformed. Within endless light, I came face to face with Serga.

* * *

My appearance was no longer that of ancient Leblaine, that is, Maria.

As nine-year-old Leblaine Lisette Dubbled, I looked up at God Serga.

God extended his hand to me.

When I hesitantly and carefully took his hand, he gently applied pressure.

“We finally meet. My child. I have been eagerly awaiting this moment to face you.”

I stared at him blankly.

So this voice that had been calling me since the territorial castle was indeed God Serga.

“Have you been by my side since I caught Newit?”

“I have always been by your side. The sealed power awakened because of Newit, allowing you to hear my voice.”

“….”

“I was very happy watching you being born, opening your eyes, walking, and speaking.”

“….”

“You are a special soul who brings me joy anytime, anywhere.”

Serga, who said that, slowly led me along.

We began to walk. As I glanced around furtively, he spoke in a gentle voice.

“Ask away.”

“…Were you the one who showed me this dream, no, these ancient events?”

“Yes.”

“Am I Neriad’s younger sister?”

“Do you consider Neriad your older brother?”

“I already have three older brothers, so I don’t need such a strange older brother.”

“Then you are not Neriad’s younger sister.”

‘So what exactly are you saying?’

I rolled my eyes around before suddenly frowning and glaring at the God.

“So I’m not Neriad’s younger sister?”

“You were once Neriad’s younger sister. But now you are simply Lisette’s daughter, Theodore’s child, are you not.”

“Do you always speak so cryptically?”

When I frowned, the God laughed as if amused.

‘So I am the reincarnation of Neriad’s younger sister after all.’

I was the younger sister of the Shepherd Siblings mentioned in the records.

“Why did you show me the past?”

“Because you said your life had no value.”

“…That was just complaining.”

“But to me, there are no words more painful than that.”

The God took my hand and walked slowly.

I walked with him and asked many things.

“Neriad cherished me, so why is he trying to use me as a sacrifice?”

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