The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 37

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Chapter 37

When I came outside, it was already night.

I remembered that Etoile was kept in the Duke’s office and hurried there.

As I walked through the dark corridor toward the office, light was leaking through the slightly open door.

And I could hear familiar voices.

“Look at Cattleya. Her complexion is so pale. It’s because of the hemoptysis. Because of the Young Lady’s divine power!”

As Baroness Winston shouted with a trembling voice, Baron Winston also agreed with her.

“Why did the Young Lady attack my daughter? What wrong did my daughter do?”

“You must hold the Young Lady responsible. Someone with such power doesn’t fall within the category of a child!”

“Noisy.”

It was Isaac.

He was sitting slouched, with his arm draped over the sofa’s armrest and his head lightly supported by his fist.

When the Baron and Baroness asked “What?” Isaac muttered in an eerie voice.

“Makes me want to kill them.”

“How can you be so heartless? Cattleya is your blood relative, Young Master…”

Then Henri set down his teacup with a clink and smiled brightly.

“Baron.”

At his honey-sweet smile, hope appeared on the faces of the Baron and Baroness. The Baron, whose expression had brightened, said.

“As expected, Young Master Henri cares for Cattleya…”

“I’m tolerating you right now, Baron.”

“What…”

“This wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t caused trouble in the first place.”

“Y-Young Master.”

Isaac frowned and added his words.

“Because you all came crowding in making noise, my younger sister’s legs gave out.”

That was quite an embarrassing thing to say in front of Cattleya who had coughed up blood.

Everyone seemed to think so as they looked flustered.

‘There are too many people. Should I go back and come tomorrow?’

But I need to find Etoile before I completely become a child because of the voice.

It was just as I was pondering.

“Little one!”

“Leblaine.”

The Young Masters who had somehow spotted me came running out.

“Are you okay?”

“Why didn’t you stay lying down and came here?”

“I’m fine so I came.”

I was startled by my own way of speaking.

My pronunciation, which had been gradually improving, had regressed.

‘I really need to find Etoile today and ask the voice how to restore my condition.’

“I want to see the Duke…”

Then Henri and Isaac opened the door wide to let me in.

When I entered the room, there was also an Elder who hadn’t been visible from outside.

The way he looked at me was like someone appraising an object. His gaze was extremely persistent.

I suddenly remembered what happened earlier.

If that old man hadn’t instigated things like that, I wouldn’t have been so restless worrying about hearing voices or my mind completely becoming that of a child.

‘Thinking about it makes me angry, doesn’t it?’

I approached the Duke and looked up at him with teary eyes.

“Hiiing…”

The Duke quickly picked up my whimpering form. Then he rubbed around my eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

The Young Masters also hurried over to me.

“What’s wrong? Hm? Are you sick after all?”

I buried my head in the Duke’s chest and quickly pointed at the Elder with my index finger.

“Don’t like mister. Scary looking. (I don’t like that mister. He looks scary.)”

At my words, Isaac glared at him with blazing eyes.

“I’ll pluck out his eyeballs.”

Henri gazed at the Elder with cold eyes and said to Isaac.

“Use proper language in front of Leblaine. Say ‘I’ll extract his eyeballs’ instead.”

Either way, it meant plucking out his eyeballs.

The Elder laughed awkwardly, “Heh, heh heh, heh.”

“I should avert my eyes from the Young Lady before my eyeballs get extracted.”

He bowed deeply to the Duke and headed for the door. The other retainers also swiftly followed him out.

Only Cattleya shot me a sharp look before leaving.

After they all left, only three pro-Duke faction retainers including Viscount Dubois and North remained in the room.

The Duke smoothed down my disheveled hair and asked.

“Don’t you need to rest more?”

“I’m fine.”

“Such stubbornness. Is there anything you want to eat? Anything else you need?”

As soon as I heard those words, my eyes lit up.

‘Right, I can’t steal Etoile from the Duke’s office that the Wolves guard all day long.’

Then I’d have no choice but to get the voice’s help and sneak in secretly. But if I can’t control my divine power and the Dubbled mages appear again asking ‘Thousands? Tens of thousands?!’ it would really become troublesome.

‘So I should ask when he’s offering to give me something.’

I looked up at him carefully and said.

“Give me Etoile. (Please give me Etoile.)”

The retainers’ and North’s eyes widened as if they might pop out. Even Isaac and Henri looked flustered.

“Huh? Little one, that’s…”

“Leblaine, Etoile is….”

As expected, there’s no way he’d just give me something as precious as Etoile just because I asked.

‘Let me try something.’

I clasped my hands together and looked at the Duke with sparkling eyes.

“Daddy…. Lebu wants to have Etoile.”

I felt goosebumps all over my body, but I tried to speak as cutely as possible.

Rather than wet the bed, I’d give up my dignity.

But I wasn’t confident he’d give it to me easily just because of that, so I squeezed my eyes shut.

‘Why is it so quiet? Did it not work?’

Just then.

Thud!

I heard some kind of dull noise.

When I carefully opened my eyes a crack, a glossy wooden box was placed on the desk.

And as the Duke stared wide-eyed at the box, boom—bang! Bang! Bang, bang! sounds like bombs exploding could be heard.

It was the sound of the 12-layer barrier that 100 mages of Dubbled had worked day and night for a week to set up breaking apart.

Crash!

With the final explosion, the box clicked open, and blood spurted like a fountain from the Duke’s arm that was holding me.

The Duke grabbed Etoile and held it out to me as he said.

“Should I steal the one at the temple for you too?”

…No, that’s not necessary.

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“Daddy.”

“Yes.”

“Daddy.”

“Yes.”

“Daddy….”

“Yes.”

How long do I have to keep doing this?

The Duke seemed like he could listen to me call him daddy all night without getting tired of it.

I was finally able to get down from the Duke’s lap only after putting on a performance that rivaled any stage actor, exclaiming “Ah, my head…!”

When I grabbed the door handle, Henri and Isaac looked at me with very dark expressions.

‘…This feels ominous somehow.’

I quickly escaped from the room.

Then I left the castle gate while carrying Etoile.

‘I can’t do this in front of Lea.’

I looked around and found a suitable space to talk with the voice.

It was the gazebo in the garden.

‘Do I have the qualifications now?’

—I thought, but no answer came back.

Why did it suddenly become quiet?

I tilted my head and shook Etoile gently.

‘Do I need Divine Power like before?’

Just as I very, very gently infused Divine Power into the Etoile I was holding.

A gust of wind blew. Leaves and petals scattered in the wind, so I covered my eyes with my arms.

“Finally, I can greet you in this form.”

“…!”

The voice didn’t come directly into my head, but reached my ears.

I lowered the arms that had been covering my eyes.

Under the brilliantly shining full moon stood a beautiful man with long silver hair, pure and lovely like a lily.

“I am the twenty-second Pillar, Bune.”

His fine silver hair fluttered in the wind, and his beautiful eyes curved gracefully. Behind him was a Pillar with flames burning.

“I have been eagerly waiting to meet Little One.”

“….”

When I said nothing, he tilted his head and looked at me.

“Hmm? Are you surprised? Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“Fire.”

“What?”

“Kwikwy fie ou! (Quickly put out the fire!)”

What if people find out I’m here! I pointed at the Pillar and stamped my feet.

Voice, no, Bune erased the Pillar. He literally erased it.

Every time he waved his hand in the air, the Pillar disappeared as if being erased.

“I had no intention of startling Little One. Anyway, only Little One can see my ‘Pillar’.”

“Why can onwy I shee it?”

“Because Little One summoned me.”

“Then can other peopwe summon too? (Then can other people summon too?)”

“If they have strong obsession, an extremely rare Sacred Relic, and luck and a price.”

“What’s the pwice?”

“A soul.”

I flinched.

“Do I have to give my shoul too? (Do I have to give my soul too?)”

“Of course not. Little One is someone with Power and qualifications. When Little One borrows our Power, what’s needed isn’t a soul. You can simply maintain us with Little One’s Power.”

Then that’s a relief.

‘Bune. Bune, huh. I feel like I’ve heard that name a lot somewhere.’

And stories about ‘Pillars’ and ‘souls’ too.

As I was thinking deeply, I suddenly froze at a thought that came to mind and trembled.

“Mister, don’t tell me….”

“The word ‘mister’ makes me a little sad.”

“Don’t tell me….”

“That’s right.”

“A demon?!”

He clapped his hands together and smiled brightly.

“Correct answer.”

Father is the mastermind.

Brothers are a warmonger and a viper.

The maids are respectively a serial killer, a con artist, and a loan shark.

And here I am, having summoned a demon on top of all that. I laughed helplessly.

‘What a mess.’

─I thought to myself.

If the Temple found out, they’d clutch the back of their necks and roll around in agony.

They had chosen me as the Child of Fate to represent the Temple, only for me to go and summon a demon.

I put my hands on my hips and let out a long sigh.

But Bune, who had been staring at me with sparkling eyes, suddenly pulled me into a tight embrace. Then he rubbed his cheek against my face. Thanks to that, my cheeks got all squished up.

“Ah, you’re even cuter than I thought.”

“Ugh…”

“Your cheeks are so plump, your hands so soft…”

He murmured in an ecstatic voice while patting me all over.

“Please let me go.”

“Your eyes are so round, your hair so fluffy…”

“Please!”

When I shouted in frustration, Bune looked dejected.

“I didn’t mean to trouble you. I just really, really like Little One. I’ve been waiting for so long. For a special being who would call upon us.”

“Why?”

“We’ve always granted someone’s wishes. But no one could ever grant our wishes. Because that’s something only Little One can do.”

He smiled gently and said.

“So Little One can wish for anything from us. Though it would require a lot of your Divine Power to make us exert our strength.”

“But why are you sustained by Divine Power? If you’re a demon, shouldn’t you dislike Divine Power?”

“I’d rather ask you instead.”

“Huh?”

“Why do you think we dislike Divine Power?”

“You don’t dislike it?”

“That’s right. There are even those whose wish is for vast amounts of Divine Power.”

I nodded thoughtfully.

“Good. Then what should I do for Bune?”

“You’re finally asking!”

He rejoiced greatly and met my gaze.

“What I want is.”

“What you want?”

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