The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 92

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Chapter 92

Today’s party was the 10th wedding anniversary celebration of Count and Countess Wiltro.

Both were born into noble houses, and the Countess was the godmother to countless ladies. As such, there were many young attendees.

‘This is why my aunt chose Count and Countess Wiltro’s party as my first party.’

“It’s been a while since we’ve met, Count.”

The Countess, who was the host, welcomed my aunt.

“What a wonderful party.”

“If it appears so in Count Arieju’s eyes, then my efforts were worthwhile.”

After a few words of greeting were exchanged, Countess Wiltro looked at me.

“This little lady is…”

I spread my skirt wide and bent my knees.

“I am Leblaine Lisette Dubbled.”

“Ah, that… Young Lady.”

The Countess’s eyes as she looked me over became sharp as if she were an appraiser. This was a characteristic of noble ladies in high society. Checking if a child they met for the first time was ‘a child to place under me.’

Since it was the beginning of faction expansion, everyone scrutinized young children they met for the first time sharply.

The Countess’s eyebrow twitched upward. However, as if nothing had happened, she smiled brightly and removed her gloves to offer a handshake.

I shook hands with her while smirking inwardly.

‘I bent my knees to exactly 140 degrees, making an obtuse angle.’

How much blood, sweat, and tears did I put in to greet like this?

The Countess said to my aunt.

“Please share the secret of how you educated the Young Lady. I was amazed by her incredibly graceful posture.”

“Well, I didn’t particularly teach her anything. I think she learned a few times from the administrator in the territory, but—”

While the two were talking, people gathered around.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you for the first time, Young Lady.”

“I’m delighted to meet you.”

“You’re a much more elegant lady than I expected.”

Even with the flood of greetings, I didn’t panic and maintained my dignity while smiling brightly, so my aunt added in a somewhat proud voice.

“—It seems to be natural talent.”

“Oh my.”

I became a little embarrassed.

‘I didn’t embarrass my aunt.’

Well done, me!

I laughed inwardly with glee.

When my aunt and the adults started their conversation, the Countess, who was the host, called a girl with ebony-black hair from the group of children.

“Isabella, I’d like to introduce you to the Young Lady.”

“Yes, godmother.”

Isabella approached and said, “Shall we go?” as she made way for us.

Isabella entered among the children and introduced herself first.

“I’m Isabella Hadelloro.”

“Nice to meet you, Miss Hadelloro. I’m Leblaine Dubbled.”

Starting with that, I exchanged greetings with the other children and had small conversations.

“What academy did you attend, Miss Dubbled?”

“I studied with the retainers at the territorial castle.”

That’s when it happened.

“Then you must be stupid?”

A boy holding a juice glass with both hands walked into the group of children.

The children parted like the Red Sea, obediently making way for him.

He was a child who deserved such treatment.

‘Nils Valois.’

He was the second son of House Valois.

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As long as I lived in the Imperial Capital, I knew I would meet him someday. But I didn’t expect to encounter him this quickly.

Vivid memories of that terrible boy came flooding back.

“Why can’t you do my homework for me? Ah, you must want to get beaten up again today.”

“You mouse-like bitch!”

“I said run! Neigh, cry!!”

Getting slapped when I said I couldn’t do his homework.

Getting kicked on the night I was so hungry that I secretly stole lettuce from the kitchen.

Making me run like a horse when I was too sick to walk properly, giggling with his friends.

I hid my trembling hands beneath my full skirt hem.

“Smart kids get offers first, don’t they?”

When Nils spoke to the group of boys who had followed him, they agreed.

The children who were originally there, including Isabella, looked around awkwardly before speaking.

“Um, this person is the Duke’s Young Lady of Dubbled…”

At the girl’s words, Nils shrugged his shoulders.

“So what?”

That child was being even ruder because I was the Young Lady of Dubbled.

Because Duke Valois was sick of Dubbled.

In my second life, Hayton and Nils, sons of Duke Valois, lived hearing endlessly that they must not lose to Dubbled.

But in this life, they even lost the tea leaf trading rights because of me, so how much more must they be grinding their teeth.

Since they couldn’t stand up to the Three Young Masters, they targeted me instead.

“If you learned from retainers in the territory instead of a proper tutor, it’s obvious without even looking.”

“Where do you attend then?”

“I’ll be entering the Imperial Academy soon.”

Seeing him speak with a smug face, I nodded with an “Ah, I see.”

“You must have received an invitation too.”

When I said that, Nils’s followers said “Of course.”

“Nils is the second son of the Valois House. A descendant of the great sage.”

“Duke Valois personally tutored His Highness the First Prince.”

“He’s on a different level from other people.”

Nils soon glared at me and shouted.

“Of course! Do you think I’m a fool like you? I already interpret and memorize Scripture.”

Exclamations of “Wow…” burst out from among the children.

No one at that age memorizes or begins interpreting Scripture. That’s mostly taught in higher educational institutions. That is, after age 18.

Scripture was recorded so long ago that it differed from modern language. It was extremely difficult to interpret because Imperial Language was mixed with Ancient Language.

For Imperial citizens, asking “How much Scripture do you know?” was an idiom for measuring one’s knowledge.

The Valois House followers’ eyes sparkled as they didn’t miss the chance to flatter.

“That’s amazing.”

“Just like the Young Masters of Dubbled!”

“Even the Young Masters of Dubbled probably can’t interpret Scripture.”

When everyone looked on in amazement, the arrogant Nils began reciting Scripture.

“In the beginning, God and the Shepherd were one within chaos. Chaos descended upon this land and created God and the Shepherd…”

Seeing the child recite Scripture fluently, the children were greatly impressed, and even the adults’ attention was drawn.

People began gathering one by one until eventually we were surrounded by a huge crowd.

“Can Young Master Valois already interpret Scripture?”

When someone asked, a Noble Lady with dark red hair fanned herself gracefully and said.

“How much he resembles his father. Ever since he started walking, he’s always been attached to books and newspapers, and last year he suddenly started interpreting Scripture. I’m quite worried. I fear he’ll grow up to only bury himself in books like his father.”

“What is there to worry about? I’m only envious, Duchess Valois.”

Duchess Valois pulled up the corners of her mouth as she watched her son recite Scripture fluently.

As attention focused on him, Nils became increasingly excited.

“God created humans with the Shepherd’s blood, and the Shepherd cherished and loved his brothers. To his starving brothers he gave three potatoes and a handful of oats…”

“That’s strange?”

Everyone’s gaze instantly focused on me.

I tilted my head and said.

“Did you really interpret Scripture? That’s strange.”

Nils, who had been in high spirits, suddenly scowled.

“What’s strange about it!”

“It’s not three potatoes and a handful of oats. The word in chapter 2, line 7 reads as potato in Imperial Language, but in Ancient Language it’s sorrow.”

“What, what?”

“The Shepherd shared three parts sorrow and one part joy from his emotions. You can’t interpret ‘starving’ that way either. It should be ‘brothers born empty.'”

“What nonsense! I’m right. What do you know! This is—”

“From the Imperial Palace translation.”

He didn’t interpret it himself, but took out the Imperial Palace Translation and memorized it.

‘I’m talking about the Imperial Palace interpretation that Duchess Valois secretly smuggled out after asking Empress Yvonne to get her stupid son into the Imperial Academy.’

Nils’ face turned pale white. His pupils narrowed and his mouth gaped open several times.

I smiled brightly and said.

“I saw the interpretation transcript in the Empress Dowager’s Library, but I closed it after briefly looking at a few pages because there were mistranslations.”

“What mistranslations could there be in Imperial Academy textbooks…!”

“The priests announced last week that they figured out two characters of the Ancient Language. I thought you loved newspapers so much, didn’t you read it?”

“…!”

As Nils couldn’t say anything and just swallowed dryly, murmurs arose among the adults.

“That’s right. The word ‘oats’ is strange too.”

“Yes, it’s usually read as ‘barley’ not ‘oats’.”

Just then, my aunt and Countess Wiltro, the host, who had entered the crowd looked at me.

The Countess asked with a surprised expression.

“How did the Young Lady read the Scripture?”

“I interpreted it when I was bored in the territory. It’s so interesting that time flies! But now there’s not much left, so I’m disappointed…”

When I deliberately made a dejected expression, Nils shouted.

“That can’t be! Even my elder brother can’t do that! The shrine has only interpreted up to chapter 8, line 92!”

“You mean the part where God lost his reason and the world became chaotic, and the shepherd prayed for 193 days for the humans who fell into despair?”

“…!”

Gasps erupted instantly.

Among the people covering their mouths, I grabbed my aunt’s sleeve.

“Aunt, I want to go to the Imperial Palace Library too. There must be many interesting books like the Scripture there, right? I want to borrow some!”

“The Imperial Palace Library can only be accessed by Imperial Family or authorized persons. Taking books out is illegal.”

“But that child read the Imperial Palace’s Scripture interpretation…”

When I tilted my head questioningly, Duchess Valois froze stiffly.

I raised my eyebrows with narrow eyes and said subtly.

“Then did that child commit a crime?”

Nils also seemed to sense something was wrong and fidgeted restlessly.

‘Something is definitely wrong.’

Because the Imperial Academy, your life’s only pride, doesn’t accept people with criminal records.

And you and your mother are about to get arrested!

I smiled with a truly innocent laugh that came from deep within.

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