The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 293

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Chapter 293

Reginald and the black robes were astonished to see the 15 ships floating in the sky.

It wasn’t me who had fallen into a trap, but Reginald.

I had fully anticipated such an attack from the time I began preparing for Mina’s kidnapping.

That’s why I prepared the video stones and moved Stefano, Emeline’s biological father, with her help.

Reginald stiffened as he stared at the ships floating around in the sky above.

Before long-distance teleportation circles were developed, sky carriages commonly used by the great nobles for transportation had been modified into ships.

The ships were loaded with special magic tools. I had Veronica help me create something called a ‘speaker’ that existed in Cheolsu’s world.

‘And on my clothes…’

Just then, Reginald grabbed me by the collar.

“Be careful. I’ve got a microphone attached.”

“You, you, this girl.”

Shouts could be heard from the people on the ships.

“It’s Reginald! I’m certain. That’s Cardinal Reginald’s voice!”

I smiled brightly.

“That’s why I told you to be careful.”

Veronica up there would have turned the speaker volume to maximum.

While preparing for this incident, I discovered Cheolsu’s usefulness.

Cheolsu, whom I had considered just a chatterbox I was forced to make into a familiar, turned out to be surprisingly helpful.

The world he lived in was truly an incredible place, and he knew countless things we couldn’t even imagine in our world.

‘Well, things like speakers and microphones are magic tools used in our world too.’

I just didn’t know they could be used for something like this.

[Please call me an idea bank.]

Cheolsu giggled.

Reginald glared at me as if he wanted to tear me apart and kill me. I could sense confusion and conflict in his eyes.

The hand holding me tightened with force. Soon he shouted.

“Attack the ships!”

It seemed he thought there was no choice but to do this now.

If he retreated, the common people who found this incident strange would spread rumors.

It seemed he’d rather shoot down the ships and eliminate all the witnesses.

I let out a deep sigh.

“Really, you’re such an idiot.”

“…What?”

“Did you think I wouldn’t anticipate that? Isaac!”

As I shouted, something fell in succession from the ships.

Bang─! Bang, bang, bang─!

As the cannonballs fell toward the ground, the black robes that Reginald had brought were startled out of their wits.

They weren’t given even a moment to reorganize their formation or cast magic. Thanks to this, Reginald’s side had to take the cannonballs head-on without even being able to deploy a barrier.

Reginald shouted furiously.

“You fool! If this happens, even you and Dubbled’s attendant will…!”

The moment he screamed, the body of Dubbled’s coachman who was being held by the black robe went limp.

Then two lines appeared on his jaw and a clicking sound echoed through the air.

“A doll? Don’t tell me…”

“Rain!”

As soon as I shouted, the ball-jointed doll Rain bit into the black robe’s neck.

“Gaaah!”

When the black robe bitten by Rain let go, Rain crawled swiftly on all fours like a beast.

Rain kicked Reginald and threw herself on top of me.

To introduce my ball-jointed doll Rain again, Rain is a unique magical tool in the world with the Evil God’s divine artifact called Pride’s Claws as her core. This means she repairs infinitely unless her core is destroyed by a holy sword.

Bang, bang, bang, bang─!

The cannonballs exploded without rest. Of course, cannonballs flew toward me too, but Rain protected me by repeatedly breaking and repairing herself.

Thanks to Rain becoming a perfect shield, no damage reached me.

“Aaaah…!”

“Retreat! We must retreat!”

The robes screamed, but Reginald couldn’t escape this place.

Because he would be predicting the next situation all too well.

Unless he dealt with the witnesses and me, there was no future for him.

The moment he disappeared, I would drag the witnesses to the Imperial Palace and the shrine would lose even the pea-sized trust that remained.

While Reginald was stuck unable to do this or that, the surroundings were enveloped in light.

Neigh─!

As the black horse neighed sharply, the light faded and familiar faces appeared.

Johan, Henri, and Isaac.

The three Dubbled brothers who came leading the wolves surrounded the robes and Reginald and simultaneously pointed their swords.

It was Isaac with a vicious expression who spoke as their representative.

“Please don’t surrender obediently. We’re fully prepared to flay you bastards alive.”

It was the moment the thrashing began.

* * *

Reginald and the black robes headed to the Imperial Palace tied up in a row with mana-restricting ropes.

I reported Reginald and the robes to the Imperial Palace. Since there were witnesses in the hundreds, there was no need to fabricate separate evidence.

The identity of the black robes were all alchemists.

And among them…

“That’s him. That’s the alchemist who was commissioned to cast the curse during the Seven Families Mock Battle!”

That’s right.

The alchemist pointed out by Max turned pale as a sheet and became the first candidate for torture.

Once Reginald was captured, the alchemists realized they had no one left to rely on and confessed everything in succession – the mock battle curse, the shopping district meteor incident.

It was only natural that the Empire would be turned upside down.

It was inevitable that the shrine would lose trust.

The question ‘Who really summoned Aslan’ was no longer a topic of discussion.

Both common people and nobles set up camp in front of Dubbled Territory, begging Aslan to bestow his blessing upon them.

* * *

A few days later.

I scanned the headlines of various newspapers with my eyes while biting into a sandwich.

[The Mad Shrine! Did Truth Ever Exist for Them?]

[Common People Take to the Streets, Worst Protest as They Burn Divine Statues.]

[Eyes Focus on Discussion of Former Cardinal Reginald’s Death Sentence.]

They were all articles criticizing the shrine.

I looked at Henri with narrowed eyes as he poured tea into my teacup.

“Henri?”

“What?”

“The articles.”

He answered with a sly smile instead of words.

‘Truly a genius of public opinion warfare.’

At some point, newspaper advertisements seemed to be plastered with Dubbled’s underground businesses, so it appears he had done preparatory work for this day.

I grinned as I looked at the newspaper. Isaac, who handed me bread, said:

“Are you that happy?”

“Of course. The shrine’s power came from public sentiment. But now that public sentiment has turned this much, what can they possibly do?”

“Still, it won’t be easy. It’s the state religion. A faith that’s continued for over a thousand years won’t completely disappear.”

“I know. But for the time being, they’ll be too busy trying to restore public sentiment to have time to attack.”

Isaac went “Hmm,” and muttered, “That’s true.”

Then he poked my cheek, which had puffed up from chewing the sandwich.

“How can a person’s cheek get this puffy?”

“If you bother me while I’m eating, I might bite you, Isaac.”

Then Henri and Johan said:

“You can bite him, Leblaine.”

“Go ahead and bite.”

I giggled, and Isaac clicked his tongue.

Our family was having a peaceful day for the first time in a while.

But one corner of my heart was still anxious.

‘The Pope’s silence is concerning though.’

Until the discussion of Reginald’s execution proceeded, the Pope made no response whatsoever.

I had expected him to step forward when the alchemists and Reginald were being tortured.

‘I thought the shrine would try to kill them before they could spout nonsense.’

I stroked my chin while looking at the temple spire visible outside the window.

That’s when it happened.

“Young Lady!”

“Lady Dubbled!”

Today too, the sound of clamoring came from outside the window.

Isaac frowned as if he was sick of it.

“Those bastards who want to be healed by Aslan? They never get tired of it.”

“It’s a matter of life and death for their parents and siblings, or their children or themselves, so they can’t help but be desperate.”

I looked out the window with an indifferent expression.

Among them, I could see some nobles too. Those who had participated in the grand worship.

As soon as the theory that Leblaine was real gained credibility, they desperately begged in front of the mansion for Aslan’s blessing.

Of course, I didn’t even pretend to listen.

Henri said.

“How about healing at least one person? That way they’ll be more anxious and act like dogs.”

“Impossible. I used a lot of divine power kidnapping Mina, so I’m recovering. Even if that weren’t the case, the first person I’ll heal is already decided.”

“You mean Lea.”

I raised both arms and shouted.

“Yes!”

“How is Lea’s condition?”

“Taylor is detoxifying her with poison extracted from Benedict’s remaining scales. If we heal her with Gremory’s special ability, she should wake up.”

“I see.”

“You know, do you know how proud I am of our Lea?”

I continued with a goofy smile.

“Taylor said he actually thought he was too late. He was worried her organs might have necrosed, but fortunately it wasn’t too late.”

“Anyone would think Lea is your lover, little one.”

“Because I like Lea the most!”

I was chattering excitedly when somehow the surroundings became quiet.

My brothers were looking at me with strange expressions. Father had also just entered the room and was watching me with a stern face.

“The most?”

“The most, you said?”

“You like her the most?”

“The most…”

Isaac slammed the table and stood up.

“I thought this was an issue we’d have to address someday. Little one, you use ‘the most’ too casually.”

“Uh…?”

“Let’s make this clear. Who do you like the most?”

My family members watched me with terrifying expressions. I rolled my eyes around.

“That’s…”

Father said.

“Bad.”

Isaac and Henri let out quiet chuckles.

“Terrible.”

“The worst.”

Johan also said.

“The tuxedo is still there.”

‘This is trouble.’

How do I get out of this situation.

Just as I swallowed my dry saliva, Yuni came running in holding a letter.

“Miss, a letter has arrived from Duke Grimoire!”

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