The Baby Who Regressed Refuses Childcare - Chapter 268

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Evening when the sun had completely set.

“Garou. Where on earth did you go…”

As I entered the tent with Garou, Aminares’ eyes widened in surprise.

Garou was the first to speak.

“I have something to tell you, Ami.”

He glanced at me once, then quietly rolled up his sleeves.

Arms covered with dozens of slash marks were revealed.

Aminares’ eyes trembled.

“…You.”

“Listen to the end. It’s about our daughter.”

Aminares looked back and forth between me and Garou with confused eyes.

“Stop it, Ami. It’s no use!”

Aminares shook off Garou’s arm and released even stronger magical power from her hands.

The forest brightened with the light emanating from her magic.

“I told you barriers are useless!”

“Let go of this!”

Sweat dripping down my forehead stung my eyes, but I couldn’t stop.

“They’ll all be massacred.”

Annellia Abner’s voice echoed in my ears.

“At least Sharon, at least our child must be saved…”

Even Garou, who trailed off with a devastated expression.

Whooooom-

The barrier rippled with the light emanating from Aminares’ hands.

Powerful waves flowed across the glowing surface.

“I, I can’t believe what you’re saying.”

Aminares’ voice came out trembling.

“That the clan will be massacred, that you and I will be killed…”

“…”

“That our daughter will die, that she has died countless times.”

Hot tears flowed down her clenched jaw.

“I can’t believe it. I absolutely cannot believe it.”

Sparks flew from one corner of the barrier.

It meant the circuit couldn’t withstand her power.

Nevertheless, Aminares released magical power even more intensely like a madwoman.

That’s when it happened.

“Stop it!”

Annellia, who had been stamping her feet, ran toward her.

And grabbed her hands, pulling her forcefully.

Aminares opened her eyes wide as she was embraced by Annellia, who was a span shorter than herself.

But soon she began to twist her body roughly.

“Let go! Don’t interfere! I need to strengthen the barrier right now…!”

“Grandmother will be the first woman in the Empire to become a duke!”

Aminares’ body froze for a moment.

Annellia, who was holding her tightly, continued desperately.

“All the vassals acknowledged it, that grandmother is Abner’s most powerful leader. There’s no one in the Empire who doesn’t know the name Sharon Abner.”

The strength gradually left Aminares’ arms.

“Grandmother likes alcohol. Every evening she sits in front of the fireplace, I drink juice and grandmother drinks wheat beer…”

“…”

“In autumn, going hunting together was our hobby, but these days she even tends the garden herself. She’s incredibly picky about ingredients for the family to eat. She says she can’t trust food merchants. Funny, right?”

Large tears welled up in Aminares’ slowly blinking eyes.

“Recently, the stigma of the Michaeliann clan was also lifted. It was proven that we’re not black magicians, but descendants of the great magician Lasandra.”

“…Ha.”

“Lady Aminares, my younger sibling will be born in two months.”

Aminares’ eyes slowly closed.

Hot tears streamed down her cheeks.

“Grandmother will become my sibling’s wonderful, reliable, and infinitely precious protector. Just like she was for me…”

Sharon’s image appeared before Aminares’ eyes.

Sharon was a spirited child, sometimes surprisingly cool-headed.

To her, Sharon was a beloved daughter she wouldn’t trade for anything in the world.

“So please don’t do this…”

Annellia’s voice reached her ears.

“You can’t exhaust your magical power on something like this. Lady Aminares has other things she needs to do!”

Aminares squeezed her eyes shut, leaving behind her increasingly labored breathing.

Garou had said.

That Sharon could be saved.

That Sharon could at least be evacuated from the scene of massacre.

If she survived that way, Sharon would grow up.

And she would find her own happiness.

The proof of that happiness was Annellia right before her eyes.

“Lady Aminares, please…”

Finally, a thin breath escaped from her lips.

When she opened her eyes, the forest scenery filled only with gentle moonlight came into view.

The forest was where she was born and raised.

It was her hometown where she met Garou, built a family, and raised Sharon until now.

Over that scenery, the image of the village that would become a sea of fire overlapped.

Aminares knew.

That neither Garou nor Annellia were lying.

The power that the Michaeliann possessed had been a mystery even to themselves.

When people called them black magicians, they couldn’t refute it for this reason.

Because the Michaeliann themselves didn’t know where their power came from.

But everything was explained by Annellia’s words.

The story of their distant ancestor Lasandra and the evil dragon sealed by her.

Even that the evil dragon was trying to massacre the Michaeliann for revenge and revival.

“The reason Lord Garou is trapped in today is because this interdimensional space is Crookiatus’s lingering resentment. Because today was what that evil dragon regretted and wished for most when it perished!”

According to Annellia, the evil dragon had already perished.

But his lingering resentment created this space like a final struggle.

What he ultimately couldn’t change.

He reproduced the past that drove him to death.

Endlessly, infinitely, with the ending changed to his desired direction.

“We must save grandmother. Only by saving grandmother can we destroy the rift. Only then can this timeline move forward!”

Aminares, whose legs gave out, slowly sank to the floor.

Annellia also knelt on the floor while embracing her.

After a long while, Aminares’ lips parted.

“Save Sharon, save Sharon…”

Her sobbing arms desperately embraced Annellia.

“I don’t care what happens to me, so please just save my daughter…”

The moon was slowly setting.

Aminares held onto Annellia and shed hot tears for a while.

And so, back inside the small hut.

Three people stood before five-year-old Sharon, who had fallen fast asleep.

They were Annellia, Aminares, and Garou.

“…First, we need to seal Grandmother’s magic power.”

At Annellia’s words, Aminares’ eyes darkened.

The degree may vary, but all Michaeliann are born with magic power in their bodies.

The problem was that Crookiatus was using this very magic power to track the Michaeliann.

“Even if we hide Grandmother beneath the altar, if the Evil Dragons detect Grandmother’s magic power, it’s over. Grandmother, we must completely seal Sharon’s magic power.”

Aminares nodded her head.

As she raised one hand, faint magic power rippled at her fingertips.

Due to losing her reason and pouring everything into the barrier just moments ago, she had little strength left in her body.

Then Annellia removed a strangely shaped bracelet she was wearing on her hand.

And using her other hand, she drew out the power rippling within the bracelet.

“…This should help.”

Aminares stared blankly at Annellia’s power being added to her fingertips.

Her own power, Annellia’s power.

And when they combined all of it with the small amount of magic power contained in Annellia’s bracelet, the faintly rippling light became much brighter than before.

With dried eyes, Aminares began to recite an incantation.

In her mind, she carefully drew out a magic circle composed of complex circuits, one by one.

Though it was the first time attempting this magic, somehow there were no obstacles.

To permanently suppress Sharon’s magic power, to completely hide that child from Crookiatus.

It was a very powerful sealing magic.

That night.

Garou looked out at the distant forest from the village’s high outpost.

In the distance, the torchlight he had already seen dozens of times was gradually approaching.

Just then, clouds covered the moon and the forest surrounding the village was plunged into deep darkness.

He lowered his gaze.

Despite the late hour, he could see Aminares’ hut with its lights still on.

Through the window, Aminares was quietly looking up at Garou in the outpost.

‘I love you, Garou.’

At the shape of her moving lips, a sad smile spread across Garou’s face.

If things went according to plan, today would be the last time he would see Aminares.

Now would never come again, and Aminares would leave forever.

“I love you, Ami.”

Aminares smiled faintly.

After a few seconds that felt like eternity passed, the light in the hut went out.

Garou turned his head to check how close Crookiatus’s party had gotten.

Then with agile movements, he climbed down from the outpost and went behind Aminares’ hut.

As soon as he arrived, the back door opened and someone revealed themselves.

“…Lord Garou.”

Annellia stood there with a sad face, holding Sharon in her arms.

Instead of answering, Garou took Sharon from Annellia and held her.

“Let’s go.”

Garou, who spoke briefly, took the first step.

It was toward the Central Altar located in the middle of the village.

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