The Baby Sprout Who Bloomed in the Villain Duke’s Family - Chapter 110

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Episode 110
At Neinia’s insistent request, Jiteia brought the children to the Coastal Area.
The Eibe Dukedom had a shallow beach perfect for children to play, making it ideal for taking the little ones out.
Besides, Eibe’s Authority was the Tidal Wave.
Within Jiteia Eibe’s waters, she could perceive anything and everything that occurred.
Because of this, there was no danger to the children whatsoever. That was why they could bring them to the sea without worry.
“Wow, the sea!”
Clover, dressed in a light white sundress, opened her eyes wide at the sight of the beach for the very first time.
Waves that sparkled like the Milky Way rolled onto the shore laden with sand, then retreated again—a sight that seemed like the most magnificent thing in the world to a four-year-old girl.
“Clover, look at this.”
Neinia, holding Clover’s hand firmly, walked forward with quick steps and gave the water a gentle flick of her wrist.
At once, the wave tilted toward them as if bowing, and
“Hyaa, hyaa…”
it curved precariously on the verge of crashing down, yet never quite did, holding the transparent mirror before Clover’s face.
The ability to command the emerald waters with such freedom was Neinia’s Authority.
Though still only five years old, the delicate control she wielded over such a powerful ability made Clover’s gaze shine all the brighter.
‘Nia is really amazing…’
Only one year older than Clover, yet she could use her Authority with such complete mastery.
Would Clover be able to wield her own powers like that once she turned five and became an older sister too?
Pluto, standing beside Clover and Neinia, gazed quietly at the emerald wave before tapping it with his finger.
In an instant, seawater cascaded down over the children’s heads. It happened so suddenly that even Neinia couldn’t escape the deluge.
“Ugh, salt!”
“Yuck, all wet now.”
“Why’d you touch it like that?”
“…I didn’t know it would pour like that.”
While Clover and Pluto recoiled from the salty taste of seawater for the first time, Neinia used her Authority to dry them off.
Her Summoned Creature, a sea lion, passed back and forth several times, brushing the children’s bodies, and the seawater quickly evaporated and vanished.
“You’re going to get soaked anyway, so why dry us off?”
At Pluto’s question, Neinia fixed him with a long, narrow-eyed stare.
“I dried you because I was worried Your Highness might catch a cold. That’s what being kind means.”
While Neinia and Pluto bickered behind her, Clover pattered forward and gazed at her reflection in the seawater.
“Hm.”
[First time seeing the sea, yeah? You like it? Think it’s cool?]
“Yeah, I really like the sea. It’s so pretty…”
[I really wanted to bring you to the sea like this…]
“Huh?”
[Never mind.]
Lucky fluttered down and perched on Clover’s shoulder.
As Lucky dipped a tiny hand into the seawater, the emerald ripples tickled the child’s hand. Clover broke into another bright smile.
“Clover, what are you doing? Let’s collect shells.”
“Shells?”
“There are pearls inside shells, you know. If we find some, I’ll make you a necklace.”
Neinia added with fresh enthusiasm.
“I’ll make one for Your Highness too. A friendship necklace.”
“What about a bracelet instead of a necklace?”
“Why?”
Pluto pointed to Clover’s neck.
“She’s already wearing a necklace. Two would be too heavy.”
Clover touched her necklace as if suddenly remembering.
Right, I do have a necklace!
‘I totally forgot about it.’
The Storm Blessing had become so much a part of Clover that it felt like her own body.
As Clover grew accustomed to the Blessing and as the storm’s power adapted to her, the necklace became lighter and lighter until she’d completely forgotten she was wearing it.
“What kind of necklace is it?”
“Huh?”
“A friendship necklace? No, it’s not, is it?”
Neinia asked tentatively. Clover shook her head.
Technically speaking, it was a friendship necklace.
But now it wasn’t something she shared with a friend anymore—it was a friendship necklace given to her by the founder of her clan…
“It’s a Storm Blessing Necklace.”
“Storm Blessing?”
“If I wear this, it’s safe even if I use it with Father—the necklace protects me.”
“……!”
What an extraordinarily precious necklace, Neinia murmured to herself. Then she nodded, as if bestowing a favor.
“All right, I’ll turn it into a bracelet for you.”
“Oh!”
“But you mustn’t take it off.”
“I won’t! I won’t take it off. Clover likes Nia.”
Clover answered with a bright smile. At once, Neinia’s summoned creature slipped into the sea.
Moments later, it emerged clutching three enormous shells that seemed to cradle pearls within them. The sea lion set the shells on the beach and swayed its body in what looked like a celebratory dance, seeking praise.
“Wow, already?”
“Nia, you caught the shells?”
Jiteia acknowledged that the summoned creature had brought back the shells. Neinia nodded.
“Yes, to get the pearls out.”
“Should we take just the pearls and send the shells back?”
“Yes.”
As Neinia nodded, Jiteia stroked her daughter’s head with the face of someone utterly delighted by her thoughtfulness.
Neinia seemed not to mind her mother’s touch, keeping her lips sealed as she savored the caress.
That was when something caught Clover’s eye as she moved toward the shells.
It gleamed like silver scales beneath the water’s surface, or perhaps like a small blade.
“What is that?”
[Hm? Just a fish?]
Clover waded into the shallow water, and Kalid followed close behind her, ready for any trouble.
Clover stepped into the seawater, bent low, and gazed at what glimmered below the surface.
It was a fish, just as Lucky had said.
A tiny thing that could hardly be called a fish at all.
The little creature swam toward Clover and circled near her feet, showing no inclination to leave the child’s side.
“Wow, such a tiny fish…….”
“Clover, if you bend any lower, you’ll fall in the water.”
“Fall in the water?”
“Your bangs are already touching the seawater.”
Kalid retrieved the hair pin Belze had given him and used it to pin back Clover’s bangs. Clover made a soft sound and touched her hair, then gazed back at the tiny fish.
There was something—a peculiar power—emanating from this creature.
‘What is this feeling?’
The fish was neither plant nor something within Clover’s Authority, yet she sensed something from it all the same.
As Clover reached out, puzzled by this sensation—
“Wait… something dark…….”
Suddenly, from within the small fish, black energy spiraled outward in tangled tendrils.
Startled, Clover began to pull her hand back.
“!”
In an instant, the tiny fish swelled to monstrous size and transformed into a demon beast, its jaws opening wide.
In that moment, both Kalid and Jiteia, standing close by, reacted simultaneously.
Jiteia’s Tidal Wave surged upward at once, forming a chain of wave hard as iron that bound the demon beast’s body, while Kalid’s wind-wrought arrow pierced straight through the creature’s head with perfect accuracy.
And at the same moment, the Storm Blessing that had been shielding Clover wrapped a protective barrier around the child’s form.
The suddenly enlarged fish demon beast collapsed, bound and helpless, before it could land even a single blow.
“Clover, are you all right?”
Kalid lifted Clover from the water as he spoke, pulling her up as the waves created by the fish washed over them both, drenching her completely.
Why had a demon beast appeared out of nowhere?
Demon beasts are ordinarily born as demon beasts from the start.
The fish that had been right in front of Clover just moments ago was unmistakably real—not a demon beast at all.
Yet the moment it approached her, it transformed into one, as if responding to something.
But why?
Hanging limply from the water, Clover wiped away the moisture with the back of her hand and stared at the suddenly enlarged demon beast.
‘Hm… this one…….’
I’ve seen this before.
Beneath Mother’s tree.
The sudden appearance of a demon beast marked only the second time it had happened. With her Authority now stronger and her nerves somewhat steadied by experience, Clover neither cried nor gasped in alarm—she simply gazed at Kalid with an absent expression.
“Yes, K-Kalid, k-cough, it’s all right.”
“Did you swallow water?”
“Just a little.”
Just as Kalid was patting Clover’s small back, she spotted something gleaming on the head of the gasping Demon Beast—a fish that was barely clinging to life.
A glimmer.
‘What is that?’
Clover opened her eyes wider and peered at it more carefully.
It looked like a small stone, or perhaps a Pearl like the one Neinia had spoken of.
“Papa, wait.”
“What is it, little one?”
“There’s something on the fish’s head. I want to go see it, but I’m scared, so will you come with me?”
Clover coughed, spitting out water, and looked up at Kalid with pleading eyes.
Kalid glanced once at Jiteia, Neinia, and Pluto rushing toward them, then down at Clover dangling from his hand.
“All right.”
And he nodded.
Kalid shifted his grip and lifted the child closer.

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