The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 292

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Chapter 292

Mina’s trembling gaze followed me as I stood up from my seat. He moved his lips for a while before finally managing to speak.

“What exactly are you trying to do?”

“The reason for making a recording is either to cherish it or to show it to others. But unfortunately, we’re not the type to create memories worth cherishing.”

“Leblaine!”

Mina jumped up and grabbed the prison bars, shouting. I could read the anger in his bloodshot red eyes.

“This is a petty and vulgar trick.”

“…”

“How far are you planning to go with this? Fine, I’ll admit it! The you I knew is dead, and all that’s left here is despicable garbage!”

“…Mina.”

Mina glared at me fiercely, so I tilted my head sideways and spoke.

“The fact that you don’t like my methods means you were ashamed of the words you just spilled out, doesn’t it?”

“That’s…!”

“Or do you have a reason to be this angry?”

Blue veins bulged on the hands gripping the prison bars. I looked at Mina, who was trembling with his lips tightly bitten, and said.

“Think carefully about which part made you feel ashamed.”

As I turned around, I said “Ah” and glanced back at Mina.

“I’ll return those words to you. About the me you knew being dead.”

“…”

“You’re not the person I knew either. The justice you so tediously cried out for wasn’t like this.”

I decided not to ask any more questions about what made us like this. In the end, all of this was our own choice, and the swamp I had created was too deep to shift responsibility to others.

* * *

When I returned with the recording stone, Trigon and the chairman were waiting for me.

Trigon, who had heard the news, said.

“I’ll prepare the magic mirror.”

Just like when we exposed how the priest tried to manipulate Dubbled by turning Emeline into Baby Bird, he meant to spread it using the magic mirror.

“Are you going to confess to kidnapping Mina?”

“Would you throw away this great opportunity? We can prove that the temple has been scheming against the Little One countless times.”

“Who said I’d throw away the opportunity?”

I shook my head and looked at the chairman.

“Try to calm Trigon down. He seems too excited to think straight.”

“Please understand him, Little One. His grudge against the temple runs deep.”

“Even so, what if his brain turns into muscle too?”

As the chairman and I exchanged jokes, Trigon frowned with irritation.

“How can you joke at a time like this? I’m in a hurry!”

“I know, I know.”

“When the sun rises, the world will be turned upside down. The shrine has lost the Child of Fate and a cardinal, so there will be a full-scale offensive. If we don’t resolve this kidnapping before then…!”

“That’s why I’m going to resolve it with this.”

“…Excuse me?”

“Trigon, are you stupid? If we release this right away anyway, we’ll just be giving them a chance to counterattack.”

The shrine will wage public opinion warfare claiming that I, who kidnapped Mina, carried out cruel torture to extract false confessions from her.

Then the suspicions about the shrine that we worked so hard to create will sink, and people will talk about Leblaine Dubbled’s outrageous behavior instead.

Trigon, who had been quietly listening to my words, asked with a puzzled expression.

“Then how do you plan to resolve the kidnapping with that?”

I raised the corners of my mouth in a grin and said.

“Trigon, I told you before. There’s a student named Sandra at the Academy, and that girl’s son is a genius at replication.”

“Yes.”

“Go and have this video stone replicated. I’m going to send it to the shrine.”

“What?!”

I giggled as I watched Trigon scream as if shrieking.

“And I’d like the replicated video stone to have another function, so Trigon, you and Veronica…”

That day, Trigon headed to Sandra’s Estate and returned with a video stone replicated by her son.

And I really did send the video stone to the shrine.

* * *

Papal Court.

“Lord Reginald─!”

A paladin came running in. Reginald, who had been pacing around the room with an anxious face, shouted irritably.

“What reckless behavior in this situation…!”

“You need to go to the Tower.”

“…Have the cardinals reached a conclusion? What did they say? Did they say they would break through Dubbled by force? Then what happens to me? What happens to me?”

“The discussion has been suspended.”

“Suspended? Why on earth would they suspend discussion on such an urgent matter!”

“A video stone arrived in the name of the First One…”

As the paladin continued speaking, Reginald’s expression turned pale. He immediately kicked open the door and ran toward the Tower.

When Reginald arrived at the Tower, breathless, the video stone was being played.

[Yes! I’m a hypocrite! I wanted you to die. So I did everything the shrine told me to! But this is all because of you! To get rid of a bad girl like you…!]

‘It was real.’

Reginald, who had turned deathly pale, pressed his forehead with trembling hands.

That stupid Second had finally caused a disaster.

The cardinals stirred greatly. Someone groaned loudly, another made the sign of the Sacred Lake, and yet another was so angry they didn’t know what to do.

Among them, Blasio, the only pro-Leblaine faction member, slammed the table.

“What are you going to do about this now!”

His gaze was directed at Reginald, who had a corpse-like complexion.

“Lord Reginald, who dragged out the Second and created this mess, please tell us. Dubbled sending this video stone is a threat that they’ll respond immediately the moment we accuse her.”

“B-but everyone, please think about it. This is an opportunity for us. This will be evidence that the girl kidnapped Young Lady.”

“It will also be proof that what Reginald has been doing in the name of the Temple is true.”

‘What I’ve been doing in the name of the Temple?’

Reginald’s expression froze.

Those words were no different from saying they would pin all the blame on him.

‘Damn it, damn it!’

This was all he got for devoting countless years to the Temple.

If there was any sin in him, it was only that he had thrown himself into the Temple’s revival.

‘I won’t just take all the blame and fade away like this.’

It had been his whole life. His entire life, there was nothing he hadn’t done for the Temple. He couldn’t lose what he had grasped with blood and sweat because of just one little girl.

“Would it be enough if I resolve this?”

“What exactly are you trusting to entrust you with work again—”

Just as one Cardinal shouted angrily, The Man who had been sitting silently at the Round Table spoke up.

“Please give Reginald one last chance.”

It was Cardinal Stefano.

This Man, who had been a Cardinal for six years now, was called the public sentiment of the Papal Court.

Even during the various incidents involving the Temple, he often heard from Common People that ‘even if the Papal Court can’t be trusted, Stefano alone can be trusted.’

Recently, as Common People’s trust in the Temple had crumbled, he wielded the strongest influence.

Cardinals groaned.

“But Reginald has been the root cause of all incidents so far.”

“If things go wrong once more, who will take responsibility?”

Even at Cardinals’ sharp questions, Stefano maintained a calm expression.

“I will trust Reginald.”

“Stefano…”

Reginald, who had been looking at Stefano with a moved expression, thumped his chest.

“If this matter goes wrong, I will take off my Priest Robes and become Perfect Holy Water myself to protect the Neriad faith.”

The Sacred Beast Transformation shown at the Seven Families Mock Battle was not a perfect method.

So the Temple called the publicly revealed Sacred Beast Transformation Semi-Holy Water.

Perfect Holy Water. That is, the method to become perfect Sacred Tree was a secret known only to Cardinals, but it was so cruel that no one could meet the conditions.

“Are you serious?”

At the question, Reginald bowed his head.

“Yes.”

In the end, the Temple’s Sword was placed in Reginald’s hands again.

The Papal Court moved under Reginald’s command.

* * *

I stared at the Parchment while biting the tip of my Pen Barrel.

“Hmm, uuum, hmm.”

Seeing me struggling for a long time, Three Maids made puzzled expressions.

“What letter are you writing that’s making you worry so much?”

It was Yuni, the former usurer, speaking. I said while lying face down on the desk, holding parchment.

“I want to meet with the Grimoire Elder, but I don’t know how to write it so he’ll agree to see me.”

Dahlia, the serial killer and sexual assault perpetrator, answered while setting down a steaming teacup on the desk.

“How about approaching through his son, the Duke? Why don’t you ask Master?”

“Father?”

“Yes. Since he’s someone who earned a nickname alongside Master, they must be quite close. The Blue Rose, pfft, and the Black Violet, pfft.”

Dahlia couldn’t hold back and giggled. Then Laura, Linda’s niece who had been busily moving around the Three Maids, spoke up.

“Oh my, don’t say such things. I heard that the Three Dukes of Flowers are…”

“Wasn’t it the Three Young Masters of Flowers?”

“They’re called Dukes now. Anyway, the three of them really hate each other.”

“Really?”

I hummed thoughtfully. Then I shouted “I don’t know!” and scribbled the letter hastily.

“Yuni, send this for me.”

After saying that, I got up and grabbed my coat, making the maids’ eyes widen.

“Are you going out?”

“Yeah, the Empress Dowager called for me. She seems to want to confirm if Aslan is real. If he’s real, he should be able to completely cure skin diseases with his healing power.”

The Empress Dowager probably went to Mina’s grand ceremony because of her skin disease too.

The maids spoke with worried faces.

“But isn’t going out dangerous at a time like this…”

“I have no choice. She said she’d come here if I don’t go. It’s better for me to go than for her to come to the mansion where Mina is.”

The Three Maids and Laura lined up and pouted with identical expressions.

I giggled and said.

“I’ll be back. Take good care of the mansion, okay?”

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

“Don’t worry!”

“Of course, Miss!”

I left the mansion, leaving behind four people more reliable than any knight.

The weather was wonderful today. The sky was high and the wind was cool.

‘The weather is really nice. There must be many people out for a stroll.’

I looked out the window the entire time I rode the carriage to the Imperial Palace.

But just as we were about to cross the mountain to reach the Imperial Palace.

Neighhhh─!!

The horse neighed sharply and the carriage shook violently with a thud!

I looked out the window in surprise. Black-masked figures were surrounding the carriage.

Activation seals were floating on the ground, and seeing the patterns made my skin crawl.

‘Alchemy…!’

They’re definitely all alchemists.

“Cough!”

Outside the window, the coachman caught by the alchemists was struggling in mid-air with his throat being choked.

I hurriedly rushed out of the carriage.

“Who is it.”

What came in response to my question was a familiar laugh.

“Do you know who the most foolish person in the world is?”

Reginald’s voice.

When I turned my head, I saw him among the alchemists, wearing a deeply pulled hood.

“The most foolish person in the world is you, Reginald.”

“You still know no fear.”

“You’re the one who seems to know no fear, crawling out again after taking such a beating.”

Haha, Reginald laughed lowly. It was a chilling laugh as if he was half out of his mind.

“Young Lady, the most foolish person in the world is a wild colt that rampages without knowing how to pay for their sins. Just like you.”

I hurriedly grasped Etoile.

“If you don’t back down, I’ll attack.”

“With those ghost soldiers you’re so proud of?”

“….”

“Ah, Young Lady. How stupid you are. Do you think someone who used that much power summoning Aslan could call forth ghost soldiers again?”

“…Don’t come closer.”

Despite my threat, Reginald walked toward me step by step. He slowly approached and roughly grabbed my shoulder.

“Ugh…!”

“You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to tear you apart and kill you.”

I lowered my voice and whispered.

“If I die, Mina will die too.”

“Hand over the recording stone.”

“Let go of this.”

“Hand over the recording stone!!”

He let out a sharp shout.

“Damn girl, damn…! Because of you, how much I, how much the shrine…!”

That’s when it happened.

Loud noise began to come from the air. Along with murmuring sounds, about 400 people were watching Reginald from the sky above.

“What’s that sound. A recording stone?”

“Isn’t that the Cardinal’s voice?”

I told you.

The weather is so nice today that many people would come out for outings.

Reginald looked at me with a flustered expression, and I answered cheerfully.

“Oh, that? Dubbled’s volunteer event.”

Also known as, ‘Let’s Go to the Sky!’

“…What?”

Would people believe that I leaked the recording stone? I need to create a situation where they have no choice but to believe it.

“You, you damn girl….”

“Were you moved that Stefano took your side?”

Stefano must have been moved too. His daughter Emeline had grown up so well.

“If you feel even a little sorry for me, if you ever thought of me as your daughter even slightly, please grant me this favor.”

“….”

“Please support Reginald, …Father.”

I hope the play directed by Leblaine and starring Emeline would also appeal to Reginald’s heart.

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