The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 291
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Chapter 291
Isaac’s knocking became increasingly violent.
Bang! Bang! Bang bang!
“Open the door. I’m in a foul mood.”
What beastly intuition….
I panicked with a tearful expression. After burying Adrian under the blanket, I came to my senses and quickly pulled him up to hide him in the dressing room.
Then I shouted toward the door.
“Ah, I need to get ready to go meet Duke Amitie!”
“Get ready. I’ll be watching.”
This is terrible.
Adrian’s going to die!
With a whatever-happens-happens attitude, I squeezed my eyes shut and shouted.
“What does Isaac being in a foul mood have to do with me!”
“Little One, how can you say such things…. I don’t remember raising you to be such a heartless child!”
“When did Isaac ever raise me? I’m the one who raised Isaac!”
“You’re the younger sister, so I raised you! Huh? Mature me raising young you…!”
“Mature my foot! Isaac, you couldn’t even eat carrots!”
He fell silent as if shocked.
In that gap, I hurriedly rushed into the dressing room and said to Adrian.
“Can you jump down from the terrace?”
“….”
“You can’t because you’re not feeling well? What should we do? My room is surrounded by a powerful barrier so I can’t use teleportation magic.”
That’s why I had to secretly bring Adrian through the back gate. Now that I’ve issued an emergency alert, security must be even tighter.
Originally, I planned to hide Adrian in the carriage using the excuse of going to see Duke Amitie.
When I made a tearful expression, Adrian chuckled.
“I can jump down.”
“Really? Then as soon as you jump down from the terrace, run straight toward the blue roof. It’s an annex where the barrier is weak. You’ll have to use teleportation magic from there.”
“Okay.”
“And Adrian.”
“What is it?”
“I have something I want to show you….”
I touched Etoile as I looked up at him.
‘I need to let Gremory and Adrian meet.’
Adrian shook his head.
“I understand what you mean, but later.”
“But….”
“You don’t have the strength to summon a demon again today.”
“…I’ll definitely show you Gremory as soon as possible.”
“Alright.”
I put Etoile in my pouch with a regretful expression. Then I ran to the terrace and looked down below.
‘Good, no one’s there.’
“Now’s the time.”
As I spoke, Adrian swiftly jumped down from the terrace.
Isaac’s voice could be heard again from outside the room.
“It’s not that I couldn’t eat the carrot, I chose not to! I didn’t bother with it because it tasted awful!”
“That’s what not being able to eat it means.”
“No, it’s not.”
Even while talking to Isaac, I was watching Adrian. He smiled brightly and mouthed “Go inside.”
I waved my hand telling him to hurry and leave, but Adrian didn’t move, as if he would only go after I went inside.
I had no choice but to close the terrace glass window. But he watched me for quite a while longer before turning away.
‘Ugh, it’s ticklish.’
Something tickled—whether it was my chest, the roof of my mouth, or my sides, I couldn’t tell.
It was a very strange feeling.
I sighed and opened the door to my room.
“Why do you want to see my room so badly?”
As soon as I opened the door, Isaac shot into my room like a bullet and thoroughly searched inside.
“…Nothing’s here.”
I narrowed my eyes and glared at him.
“Did you think I was hiding something?”
When I shamelessly lied, Isaac made a hmm sound.
“I thought something had snuck in.”
“What?”
“Some blonde rat bastard or something.”
I flinched.
‘How did he know?’
I had thoroughly hidden Adrian when bringing him here, and Laura and the three maids, who were crime professionals, had guarded the room with ironclad defense.
I spoke as if nothing had happened.
“You mean Adrian? He’s at the Imperial Palace, why would he come to Dubbled Territory?”
“…Then that’s a relief.”
Isaac, still looking suspicious as he examined the room, soon grabbed my shoulders.
“Listen carefully, Little One.”
“Yeah?”
“You must never trust guys with pretty faces who casually spout cheesy lines. They’re all players, those types.”
“Isaac, would you prefer if I met an ugly man?”
“Are you crazy?! If he’s going to be your match, he should obviously be the most handsome in the world!”
“Then would you prefer if I met a rough man who can’t say sweet things?”
“Just try bringing home a guy like that. I’ll twist his neck right off.”
“Then I can’t meet any man at all?”
When I looked at him with eyes that seemed to say ‘You’re telling me not to meet anyone handsome who speaks sweetly?’, Isaac fell silent for a moment.
He rolled his eyes as if organizing his thoughts, then spoke.
“I misspoke. Meet a guy who has a decent face and speaks smoothly.”
“Then that’s exactly Adrian.”
“That’s not the only condition.”
With a serious face, he began listing the conditions for someone who could become my groom.
“Being handsome and speaking smoothly is just the basics. On top of that, he needs ability and wealth too. He can’t dare let Little One you go hungry.”
“….”
“And he needs a good physique too. For the second generation. Of course, if you don’t want to give birth, we could exclude this condition… no, we can’t exclude it. If he’s a man who can protect you, he needs to be reliable. Also, he should have knowledge in various fields so conversations can be enjoyable. For that, humor is essential too. And….”
After listening to the conditions for Leblaine’s husband up to number 58, I looked at Isaac with a fed-up expression.
“Isaac….”
“The 59th condition is… hm?”
“Just tell me not to get married.”
“You can do it. Don’t give up.”
He declared very solemnly.
“I’ll search the entire world to find him for you.”
“But what if the man Isaac finds says he doesn’t want to marry me?”
Isaac snorted.
“That’s impossible. There’s no man in this world who wouldn’t want to marry you.”
He seemed ready to say even the ants on the street would want to marry me, so I stepped back several paces from him.
“Let’s agree not to say such things elsewhere. Promise?”
“Why?”
“I’m worried people won’t just curse Isaac, but me too.”
After saying that, I shook my head and left the room.
“Weren’t you going to see Duke Amitie?”
“I got tired. I’d rather go see Mina at home.”
“Won’t that make you more tired?”
“Right now, Isaac is making me the most tired.”
“That’s a lie, right? About the husband conditions earlier, the 59th condition is that his feet shouldn’t smell.”
“Please stop….”
Isaac and I bickered as we went down the stairs.
When we reached the first floor, screams could be heard from underground.
Though faint, this was definitely a scream. It was certainly Benedict’s scream.
I didn’t know what kind of torture North was conducting, but it seemed intense. Considering it could be heard on the first floor from the torture chamber deep underground.
I looked toward where the screams were coming from with deeply sunken eyes, then moved my steps.
The underground prison.
The prison, where not a single ray of light entered and only dim lighting illuminated the surroundings, had a musty smell.
I could see Mina crouched inside the iron bars. I squatted down in front of her cell.
“…What are you going to do to me.”
“That’s what I want to ask. What were you planning to do to me?”
Mina glared at me sharply.
“Stop it here, Leblaine. This is as far as I can forgive you. Please don’t cross the line.”
I chuckled softly.
“What happens if you forgive me? Will this war end?”
“It can end. If we join forces.”
“How?”
“Let’s join forces to mediate the war between Dubbled and the temple. Then there will surely be a breakthrough.”
“So what happens after the mediation?”
“…”
“After the mediation, I’ll still have to die in the end. Because you and the temple can’t give up on sealing the Evil God. Isn’t that right?”
Mina’s expression became sorrowful.
“That’s… That’s…”
“Then let’s do this.”
“…What?”
“No matter how I think about it, I’m too resentful to die alone. So if you die for me, I’ll die too. How about it? It’s the fairness you love so much.”
“Leblaine, you…”
“If you die for me, I’ll become a sacrifice too. Then Dubbled and the temple won’t need to war anymore.”
“…”
“Peace will come. The peace you’ve longed for so much.”
“…”
“Remember what you said last time? That if you were in my position, you’d gladly die.”
I clapped my hands and laughed like a child.
“Now, it’s time for you to choose.”
“…”
“Why? Why aren’t you answering? Hm? You said you’d gladly die for the country, for peace.”
“I am, I…”
I instantly changed my expression and glared at her fiercely.
“You can’t do it, can you?”
“…”
“You’re scared, aren’t you? Your life is precious, isn’t it? Dying for others is much more resentful and painful than you thought, right? Right!”
“…”
Mina’s expression froze. She looked at me with a rigidly hardened face, and I bit down hard on the soft flesh inside my mouth as I spoke.
“Even after coming this far, don’t you understand? In the end, there’s no justice in this war.”
“No, I… I… for this world…”
She hung her head. Tears dropped onto the cold floor with soft plops.
“Hypocrite.”
Her shoulders flinched.
“All talk, you liar.”
Her slender shoulders trembling, she buried her face in her hands.
“You know what? I hate people like you the most. Yes, there was a previous life. You were loved, and I was trapped behind iron bars.”
She suddenly lifted her head.
“So you really did steal what was mine?”
“That’s right. I stole it all. I’m truly a villain just like you said. How does it feel, Mina?”
Mina bit her lips hard. Bright red blood flowed from her dried lips.
Mina screamed in rage.
“Evil girl. You wicked… horrible girl! I hate you!”
“Same here. I hate you too, you hypocrite.”
“Yes! I’m a hypocrite! I wanted you to die. So I did everything the temple told me to! But this is all because of you! To get rid of an evil girl like you…!”
“Good. Cut.”
Mina’s eyes widened, and bright light flooded into the underground prison.
The jailers were holding something around the prison.
Mina muttered.
“Recording stones…?”
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