The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 72

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Chapter 72

“P-please let me explain. There’s been a misunderstanding… This is surely…!”

When Count Penac tried to approach while trembling, Duke Dubbled spoke.

“How interesting.”

“P-pardon?”

“You didn’t listen to a single word of explanation from my child, yet you, who saw nothing of the situation, want to give an explanation.”

“Th-that’s…”

“It seems I’ve been too lenient all this time. Seeing how those who don’t know their place come running with their necks exposed.”

As the Duke’s voice dropped low, Billy Penac desperately shouted “No!”

His pale yellow face trembled as he forced himself to stand up.

“I was just, just trying to fulfill the Young Lady’s wish!”

“My daughter’s wish, you say. What wish.”

“The Young Lady likes me, so I was going to marry her…!”

BANG!!

With a thunderous sound, the floor of the second floor corridor caved in.

Henri stared intently at Billy Penac.

“My apologies. I was so dumbfounded that I failed my targeting.”

“…”

“I was aiming for that madman’s head.”

The Penac family’s faces turned deathly pale.

“So Leblaine, do you know what this lunatic is talking about?”

When Henri asked with a gentle smile, Leblaine frowned.

“I don’t know. He’s been saying strange things since earlier. Something about teaching me how to seduce men.”

When she spoke with a sulky expression, Billy Penac shouted.

“N-no! Our parents said so. They said you liked me…!”

Count and Countess Penac’s faces turned deathly pale.

‘That crazy bastard!’

It was like pouring oil on a fire that was already about to consume their entire family.

“Y-Your Excellency…”

It was the moment Count Penac opened his mouth.

BANG─!!!

Another thunderous sound erupted. This time it was Count Penac who fell. Black aura rippled from the Duke’s hand.

“There must be much to discuss.”

The faces of everyone from the Dubbled Ducal House were ominous.

* * *

Count and Countess Penac knelt at Father’s feet, rubbing their hands together.

Billy looked devastated seeing his parents, who had always seemed as massive as mountains, groveling so desperately.

They immediately stamped their seal on the documents to hand over the port for free, and not only that, they also transferred two out of three Imperial Capital mansions under the Penac family name.

But I shook my head inwardly. No matter what they did, Father would never forgive them. He had already ordered North long ago to “cut off their funding first.”

I headed to Isaac’s room.

But there was already a visitor who had arrived before me. It was Henri.

“Idiot.”

“….”

“Moron.”

“….”

“Fool.”

“Damn it!”

Isaac, who had been silently listening to Henri’s insults, finally exploded in anger. Henri frowned and applied ointment to his younger brother’s forehead as if throwing a punch.

It was a wound from when he used his power on Billy, unable to dodge the debris that flew from the shattered wall in time.

“You know that if Leblaine hadn’t spoken up, and you had kept your mouth shut, you would have taken all the blame alone, right?”

“I know. But I didn’t want the Little One to hear ‘those words’ again….”

“In that case, you should have made up a different excuse.”

“Like what?”

“Like that bastard lost his mind and attacked first.”

“But he was perfectly sane.”

“You can make him lose his mind afterward. Circumstances like that can be fabricated easily enough.”

Henri, what are you teaching a child…?

Isaac said.

“…Anyway, Elder Brother is trash. Damn cool.”

Henri applied medicine roughly to his younger brother who was giving him double thumbs up.

“In any case, …you did well. Hitting that bastard.”

Isaac’s eyes widened. Soon he scratched his reddened earlobes. It seemed he was both flustered and embarrassed since this was his first time receiving praise from Henri.

The sight of those two somehow looked heartwarming. I giggled and entered the room, poking my face over Isaac’s bed.

“You two get along well~?”

Since I was in a good mood when I said it, Isaac and Henri immediately frowned.

“No!”

“No.”

“Why? Getting along is a good thing.”

“….”

“….”

The two who had gone quiet glanced at each other.

In my previous life, and the life before that, even in my first life, the Dubbled Young Masters were distant. It was well known that they wouldn’t even try to encounter each other unless it was family business.

But in this life, the two got along quite well. Even though they bickered, they stuck together well, and though very subtly, they also looked out for each other.

‘That’s fortunate.’

I looked at the two of them with a pleased feeling.

‘It would be nice if I could grow closer with the eldest young master too.’

Johan Dubbled.

I had never seen him even once. He never came to the territory even during academy breaks, and at most would visit the Imperial Capital mansion as rarely as beans in a drought.

The only news I received about him was when he sent letters to Father a few times, like work reports.

The foreign academy was a place where only one person was selected from even the Academy for Gifted Children, so he occasionally came to the Academy for Gifted Children under the pretext of educating juniors, which is when my older brothers seemed to have met him a couple of times.

‘He’ll graduate next year.’

I often heard rumors because of his many entanglements with Mina, but I don’t really know what kind of person he is.

What kind of person could he be?

After pondering, I looked at Henri and Isaac.

“What kind of person is Johan?”

“Elder Brother? Elder Brother is…”

Isaac, who had been staring into space for a moment, shook his head with a somewhat fed-up expression.

“A person without emotions.”

“More than Father in the past?”

“He’s similarly scary. Anyway, Elder Brother is cold-blooded, a monster, a demon… ugh.”

When Isaac shuddered and trembled his shoulders, Henri frowned and said.

“Don’t scare Leblaine.”

“But it’s true. Hey, kid. Even second brother can’t mess around with Elder Brother… ack!”

Isaac, who finally got hit, groaned while holding his head.

‘Really, even second older brother?’

Henri was someone who wasn’t afraid of anything except Father. Despite still being a boy, even the Senate Chairman and Viscount Dubois treated him completely like an adult.

When I looked at Henri, he made a slightly troubled expression while closing the lid of the ointment jar.

“Elder Brother is the most troublesome opponent for someone like me.”

Henri had special talent in intimidation, was a genius at public opinion warfare, and skilled in scheming. In other words, he was the type to exploit weaknesses and make enemies destroy themselves.

‘So Johan is a strong person who doesn’t place value on anything.’

Henri neatly arranged my disheveled hair while saying.

“So Leblaine, if you see Elder Brother, run away. Try not to be around him if possible.”

“Why?”

“You must never become enemies with such a person. Someone who doesn’t place meaning on anything can’t be stopped by anything.”

“…?”

“Conversely, you shouldn’t become his only value either. If someone threatens the treasure in his hands, he’ll transform into a monster who doesn’t consider anything at all.”

“More than Isaac?”

“This guy doesn’t even compare.”

Saying that, Henri pushed Isaac away with a thud, making Isaac burst out in anger.

A few days later, news came that the head of House Penac had changed.

I don’t know how it was done, but a very, very distant relative called ‘eighth cousin’s nephew’s something’ who had absolutely no relation to the previous Count Penac had taken over House Penac.

The new Count Penac reportedly bowed his head at Father’s feet and swore loyalty.

* * *

The border.

Dubbled’s vassals, Viscount Misenk and Baron Sugaoe, instinctively clutched their arms tightly and moistened their parched lips.

Before their eyes lay a mountain of corpses.

A gruesome corpse that had died with its eyes rolled back without even a chance to close them dangled limply from the pale, long fingers of a boy.

The boy, who had trampled over the mountain of corpses and carelessly thrown down the body in his hand, asked.

“The identity of these bastards.”

“Yes? Ah, yes, yes!”

Viscount Misenk rushed over with a pale face and frantically examined the corpses.

Though he found no distinguishing features on the other bodies, he discovered an emblem on the ankle of the most well-dressed man among the corpses.

“Bl, Blue Beard! Yes, that’s right. It’s definitely the Blue Beard Mercenary Group!”

Baron Sugaoe’s face became even more ashen upon hearing the identity of the corpses.

The Blue Beard Mercenary Group was at least a 2nd tier, no, in the border territory where their base was located, they were a 1st tier mercenary group that utilized geographical advantages.

Such a mercenary group had been annihilated like matchsticks.

By a single boy who had just passed through puberty.

The boy moved slowly. The last remaining person, who couldn’t move while his fellow mercenaries were being killed, leaked himself and staggered backward.

“D, don’t come… don’t come, you monster, urgh!!”

The last mercenary, whose feet were bound by the black aura flowing from the boy’s body, fell down noisily.

“Gak!”

The boy stepped firmly on the last mercenary’s neck as if he were an insect.

Viscount Misenk shouted.

“How dare you attack a carriage bearing Dubbled’s emblem! What is your reason!”

“Kugh… urgh…”

Just as the last mercenary was about to bite off his tongue to kill himself, the boy’s hand roughly entered his mouth.

The boy’s pupils narrowed as he grabbed the tongue, and a sharp gleam like murderous intent swirled in them.

The last mercenary shuddered with his trembling body.

“Kugh… heuut!!”

“Shh—”

The boy whispered in a sweet voice.

“Don’t make me any more bored.”

Instantly, black aura burst from the boy’s hand gripping the man’s tongue and poured into the mercenary’s mouth like filth, gulp after gulp.

When the mercenary, who had been trembling like a dying insect, went limp, the boy withdrew his hand without regret.

Viscount Misenk swallowed dry saliva and offered him a handkerchief.

The boy, who lightly wiped away the dark red saliva on his hand, asked.

“Since when have these lowly scum been targeting Dubbled?”

At his low question, Dubbled’s two retainers hurriedly bowed their heads.

The boy, who tossed away the handkerchief, said.

“We’re going to the territory.”

Dubbled’s two vassals exchanged glances with pale yellow faces but dared not raise any objections.

Silver hair, exactly like Duke Dubbled in his youth, scattered in the dry wind of the border.

“Yes, Young Master Johan.”

Viscount Misenk and Baron Sugaoe bowed deeply at the waist.

It had been 5 years.

Since Johan Dubbled had visited the territory.

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