The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 70

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Chapter 70

Billy trembled as he looked down at his body. There were some burns, but he was fine.

“How… how… without an Activation Seal…!”

Mages and Priests needed time to chant Incantations in order to unleash their Power. The Activation Seal was the signal that the Incantation was complete.

All citizens of the Empire knew I had Divine Power. Yet the reason Billy had recklessly charged at me was because he thought I hadn’t succeeded in my Incantation since there was no Activation Seal.

He wanted to crush me when I wasn’t ready yet.

In fact, most cases where Mages or Priests were killed by Knights happened when they didn’t have time to chant Incantations.

While Billy was trembling, I swept my arm through the air once.

The branches of the Garden trees stretched out and rushed at him. Then they slapped his buttocks and cheeks repeatedly.

“Ahhhhh─!”

Startled Billy frantically ran out of the Garden.

I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow slightly.

‘Yes, go spread the word throughout the Imperial Capital about how strong my Power is.’

That’s how the strong ones in the Imperial Capital will take interest in me.

I was steadily preparing to face the People in Power.

“Wow.”

The Children who had been peeking their faces out from above the bushes let out exclamations.

“Amazing…”

“So strong…”

I looked back at them.

‘I feel sorry for the Children.’

Instead of following the pointless custom of High Society where the person of highest rank appears last, if I had come early to personally inspect the Party Venue, I would have known that Billy had come in place of Prince Delard.

Then the Children wouldn’t have had such an unpleasant experience because of Billy.

Most of all, I felt terribly sorry for the Girl who had been bullied by Billy.

I approached her.

“Are you alright?”

“…”

She stared at me blankly.

Only after I extended my hand did she blush bright red and hesitantly take my hand.

“I’m, I’m fine…”

Her voice was small and she seemed at a loss, as if she was very shocked.

I looked at the Girl with a worried expression.

“Would you like to rest inside?”

“In, inside? The Main Castle where Young Lady lives every day?”

“Yes.”

The Girl’s face brightened.

I asked North to handle organizing the party venue atmosphere and headed to my room with the girl.

She clasped her hands together at her chest and looked around my reception room.

“Wow….”

I pushed the warm chamomile tea that Lea had brought toward her.

“Drinking this will help you calm down a bit. Oh right, I haven’t heard your name yet.”

“Veronica! Veronica!”

She suddenly grabbed the table, stood up, and shouted loudly, startling me.

When I blinked, Veronica hesitantly sat back down on the sofa.

“Viscount Dubois is my….”

Viscount Dubois only has two sons, and both are unmarried, so she’s probably a relative.

“Nephew.”

It was similar to what I expected, so I nodded.

“Ah, so Miss Veronica is Viscount Dubois’s niece….”

“No, no.”

She quickly waved her hands.

“Viscount Dubois is my nephew.”

“…What?”

“I am the Family Head of House Dubois.”

Well, it would be possible if Viscount Dubois’s father had a very, very late child, but the Family Head?

The Family Head of House Dubois is indeed a woman. But her alias is the Witch of the West, who participated in monster subjugation alongside the Previous Duke.

“I heard the Family Head of House Dubois is an eighty-year-old…?”

“Yes! I’m eighty-seven this year.”

Veronica blushed and mumbled.

“That little brat was getting handsy, so I was thinking of tearing his limbs apart and making him vomit his guts. Young Lady stopped me, so I avoided committing murder.”

“….”

“It’s fortunate that at my age, I didn’t end up killing a child like a little blood clot.”

Looking at her expressing gratitude with a shy face, I swallowed dryly.

‘No wonder I didn’t see her at the central table.’

If she were a young lady of the Viscount Dubois family, she should have naturally been at the central table.

She said “Oh, right!” and pulled out several sheets of paper.

“These were extracted from the recording stone that Drew brought to the mansion. Oh, Drew is Viscount Dubois’s name. Anyway, they were so cute that I’ve been treasuring them.”

More than that, she extracted scenes from a recording stone?

It was amazing magic.

No, more importantly, why are the photos like this?

It was a scene of me going “waah” with my mouth open, shoving cake in.

“Everyone is afraid of me… I thought Young Lady might treat me kindly… It’s exactly as I expected, so I’m truly happy.”

Looking at Veronica who grabbed my hand tightly while rejoicing, I swallowed dryly.

* * *

After finishing the tea party, evening came.

After bathing and lounging in the small drawing room in my pajamas, Henri said to me.

“Lady Veronica came to your party?”

I nodded while drinking water.

“Yes.”

Then Isaac, who was sitting in a slouched position, clicked his tongue.

“So she bothered Viscount Dubois so much asking for a party invitation, and she actually went in the end.”

“Did you brothers already know Lady Veronica?”

Henri said while drying my hair with a towel.

“She’s the person who provided the opportunity for us to form an alliance with the Magic Tower. She’s from the Magic Tower Master lineage.”

“But she looked really young.”

“I think she failed in some research when she was young and has been living with that appearance ever since.”

“Other old people must be envious?”

“Not really.”

Isaac said while leaning deeply against the sofa backrest.

“People are afraid of ‘things different from themselves.’ In Dubbled, there are at least people who answer when you talk to them, but in other places, just appearing makes them treat you like a monster and run away in terror.”

So that’s why she was so happy when I treated her kindly.

As I was humming thoughtfully, Henri said “Oh right.”

“I heard Penac’s second son caused trouble at the party.”

“What?!”

Isaac shot up.

“Why are you telling us this now!”

“Leblaine completely crushed him, so don’t make a fuss and sit down.”

Isaac grumbled, but Henri picked up the nail clippers with an unconcerned expression.

And he was about to trim my nails.

“It’s my turn this time.”

Father, who had been sitting with us in the drawing room, looked at Henri with darkly sunken eyes.

Henri, who had been sneakily trying to cut my nails, clicked his tongue silently.

Since they fought so much over cutting my nails, I established an order a few years ago. It was Lea, Isaac, Henri, and then Father’s turn.

“Didn’t you steal my turn the year before last, Father?”

That was when Henri and Isaac were at the Academy for Gifted Children, and the two were very much looking forward to cutting my nails during vacation.

But as soon as my nails grew a little, Father quickly trimmed them, so when they returned to the castle, there was nothing left to cut.

Henri thought his turn was always being stolen because he was constantly in the Imperial Capital. So he studied like crazy and received his diploma that year.

“I don’t dwell on the past.”

Father said solemnly and swiftly picked me up to sit beside him.

Then he held my hand and gently picked up the nail clippers.

When Father cuts my nails, they get trimmed just a tiny, tiny bit.

Lea was happy that there was a lot left to cut, but I don’t know what to say every time I see Father trembling as he cuts my nails, worried he might hurt me.

“You stole my turn last time too.”

When Isaac interjected, the ‘Leblaine Nail Cutting War’ erupted once again.

‘Ugh, again…!’

I looked around at them in panic. The servants were swallowing nervously and desperately hoping their masters would be the victor.

The attendants of whoever lost the nail-cutting war would suffer for days.

The head attendants of the men looked at me tearfully, so I swallowed a sigh and placed my hands firmly on my knees.

“If you keep fighting, I won’t let anyone cut them.”

At my words, the three of them shut their mouths with shocked expressions.

“We weren’t fighting!”

“That’s right, Leblaine.”

“Today is my turn.”

I narrowed my eyes and asked, “You won’t fight, will you?”

The three of them quickly nodded their heads.

“Good. Then today Father will cut the index, middle, and ring fingers of my right hand, and older brother will cut the index, middle, and ring fingers of my left hand. The rest goes to youngest brother.”

As I pointed carefully saying ‘here, here,’ the three of them obediently sat down on the sofa in order.

And soon they were trembling as they concentrated on cutting nails.

* * *

At that time, at House Penac.

Billy was grumbling and shouting in front of his father.

“That crazy girl really tried to kill me!”

“How many times are you going to repeat the same thing?”

“Are you just going to sit still like this? I almost died! A commoner orphan girl did this to me…!”

Count Penac swallowed a sigh.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t frustrated.

When his youngest son returned in panic, his anger had flared up.

But what could he do to a child that Duke Dubbled was rumored to cherish so specially?

Ever since he declared at the last State Council that ‘my daughter is the cutest in the world,’ people had decided not to even step on Leblaine Dubbled’s shadow.

‘But just letting it slide would damage our dignity.’

He was lost in thought, rolling a walnut around in his palm with a rattling sound.

Just then, the Countess who had entered with tea and tea food smiled brightly.

“What are you so worried about?”

“Not only did he compete with a girl, but he even lost, so how much will people point fingers at us?”

“I think it’s cute.”

“What?”

“Would the Child of Fate really step forward to protect vassal house children she was seeing for the first time?”

As she laughed softly, the Count asked.

“You’re saying there’s another reason?”

“Children sometimes express interest in different ways. Isn’t our son quite handsome?”

At those words, Billy’s eyes widened.

Now that he thought about it, that seemed possible.

It was strange that he yelled at me that much just for scolding some unrelated girl.

‘Wasn’t she jealous because you showed interest in another girl?’

Count Penac looked at his son as if asking if that was really true.

“Well… her eyes did sparkle when she looked at me.”

“Really?”

“She also blocked the way between me and other girls.”

“Well, well. So she’s interested in you…”

Count Penac’s lips twisted as he rubbed his chin.

‘Then this isn’t a matter of losing face, but striking gold.’

Even though she was adopted, she’s the Duke’s Young Lady.

And on top of that, the Child of Fate.

Not bad conditions for bringing in as a daughter-in-law.

If he could gently manipulate that child to take control of Dubbled, he could carry their prestige on his back and enter the Imperial Leadership.

“You go and meet that girl again.”

“What?! I don’t want to! Why would I meet the girl who beat me up…!”

“Don’t talk nonsense. If you marry her, all of Dubbled’s power will be yours.”

“I don’t want to marry such a violent girl!”

“After marriage, you can just live with concubines of your taste, can’t you.”

Billy groaned, “Hmm…”

‘Well, if that’s the case.’

If she liked him that much, there was no reason he couldn’t meet her.

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