The Baby Who Regressed Refuses Childcare - Chapter 269

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Garou carefully laid Sharon down on the straw and fallen leaves he had prepared in advance.

She was usually a light sleeper, but for some reason, she wasn’t waking up today.

Should he consider it fortunate? A hollow laugh escaped from Garou’s lips.

Annellia, who had been watching this scene, spread out the blanket she had brought.

Then she carefully covered Sharon’s body with it.

Garou lifted his head.

Beyond the cloudy sky, a faint light was flickering.

The clouds were reflecting the torchlight of Crookiatus’s group.

“…It seems they’ve almost arrived.”

It had been the same before.

Crookiatus’s group always arrived at the village around this time when the sky was briefly covered with clouds.

After that, screams would echo from everywhere.

The ground would be covered in red blood, and the Michaeliann would fall one by one to sharp swords and spears.

Until now, young Sharon had been included among them.

“…Let’s go now.”

Garou leaped up from the space beneath the altar.

Then he firmly grasped the stone that had been set aside.

It was a heavy stone that would barely be lifted by four adult men, but Garou pushed it easily.

With a dull friction sound, the stone altar completely hid sleeping Sharon’s body.

“I’m going to protect the village.”

At his following words, Annellia, who had been looking at the altar, raised her head.

“What?”

“That’s my duty. To guard and protect the Michaeliann, my wife.”

Annellia’s lips trembled.

Garou knew what she wanted to say.

‘Aminares is the clan leader, so it would be obvious if she ran away, but I’m not.’

He was just a scout who patrolled around the village.

So nothing would go wrong if he fled.

But he didn’t want to do that.

“Annellia.”

When he called softly, Annellia bit her lips.

Faint tears were already glistening in her reddened eyes.

“When everything is over, I hope you too will surely achieve what you wanted.”

The stories Annellia had told were amazing.

Crookiatus’s atrocities, and a future point in time when he was destroyed.

Annellia had said she came here because she had something she had to resolve.

That said, in a way, she was Garou’s benefactor.

“If it weren’t for you, I don’t know how much longer I would have been trapped here.”

Those had been hellish times.

Every day he had to witness the deaths of his beloved family, and when he came to his senses, he was back to that morning again.

“Thank you so much for telling me a way to save at least Sharon.”

Finally, tears flowed down Annellia’s cheeks.

Garou continued speaking in a calm voice, as if comforting a child.

“Northwest. That is, if you go in the opposite direction from where they’re coming, there’s a birch tree forest.”

“…”

“It’s a route the scout patrol uses, so we’ve tied animal hides to mark each branch. They don’t use that path, so it should be safe.”

Now torchlight was visible even to the naked eye in the distance.

“Go quickly.”

Annellia wiped away her flowing tears.

Then she slowly nodded her head.

“Thank you so much, really.”

Instead of answering, Garou gently embraced Annellia.

And he said quietly.

“Sharon was my greatest joy. So you must be similar to that child.”

He gently patted Annellia’s back with his large hand.

“Leave here safely, and remain long as my daughter Sharon’s happiness. And… I’d like you to tell her this.”

Garou quietly met Annellia’s eyes.

And he spoke in a wet voice.

“Though I couldn’t become a parent and stay by her side for long, I loved her more than anything.”

Annellia’s head slowly dropped.

At the same time, Garou turned Annellia’s body around.

And he gently pushed her back.

“I wish you good luck, Annellia.”

At the same time, those carrying torches revealed themselves from the forest at the far end of the village.

They were intruders who had covered their entire bodies in layers of black robes and cloaks.

Only after confirming Annellia running away in the distance did Garou draw the sword at his waist.

In the distance, familiar screams began to be heard from the huts adjacent to the forest.

They were all voices of people he knew.

The moon hidden by clouds was slowly revealing itself again.

Garou began to move forward.

Eventually, he rushed at full speed toward the intruders who were burning the huts.

He cut down one, then two.

By the time he cut down the third, he suffered a deep wound on his left arm.

At some point, he could see Michaeliann fighting against the intruders around him.

But those brought by the evil dragon were all powerful.

Corrupted magic power flickered black at the ends of the massive weapons they wielded.

He cut down five, then six.

With a burning sensation, an arrow pierced through his left shoulder blade.

After breaking the arrow, Garou turned his body and headed toward Aminares’ hut.

Aminares was facing two intruders in front of her hut.

He cut their throats and embraced Aminares.

He could hear her sharp intake of breath as she saw his wounds.

Without time to share the situation, new intruders came rushing in.

The two people continued to fight.

Even during this, people around them continued to die.

It was a battle he had repeated dozens of times.

These were deaths that had driven him to despair every time.

But this time was somehow different.

In Aminares’ eyes as he turned to look at her, firm determination was also flickering.

‘Sharon will survive.’

Even if everyone died, at least Sharon would preserve her life.

In the distance, red blood was flowing down beneath the central altar.

By now, Sharon would have awakened from her sleep.

But the thick stone covering the altar didn’t even budge.

Of course.

Because Sharon was a clever child.

Far away, around dawn break, an intruder’s sword pierced through the exhausted Aminares’ chest.

She turned her head to look at Garou.

Garou calmly met those eyes.

As everything flowed slowly, Aminares’ thick eyelashes blinked a couple of times before settling down completely.

Garou had reached his limit too.

He slowly collapsed to the ground with arrows embedded all over his body.

The intruders were now finding and killing all the remaining Michaeliann who had hidden inside the huts.

Through his vision reddened with blood, the sky appeared crimson.

[It’s finally over.]

A chilling voice could be heard.

When he turned his head, he saw someone standing at the edge of the forest wearing a black robe.

[Hahaha, hahahaha-!]

The mouth visible beneath the robe split wide from side to side.

[I can no longer sense the presence of the Michaeliann. Finally, finally I’ve killed them all!]

As the madly laughing man raised one hand, pitch-black magic gathered in his palm.

[Hahahaha-! Hahahahaha-!!!]

A massive whirlwind of magic shot up into the sky.

The whirlwind sucked in the man and all the intruders, then scattered into dust.

Finally, silence descended upon the forest.

Garou slowly blinked his eyes.

A single bird crossed the red sky, whether red from the sunset or from blood.

Garou counted as if entranced.

“…One. Two…”

And then,

“Sir! There’s a corpse here!”

At the same time, a young knight burst out from the opposite side of the forest.

He discovered a corpse that had fallen at the edge of the village and ran back into the forest.

Soon, knights wearing Abner uniforms came rushing into the village.

“This is, this is impossible…”

The young Duke of Abner, Lloyd Abner, was among them.

Garou lay among the corpses, slowly following Lloyd Abner’s figure with his eyes.

Lloyd was checking each corpse one by one to see if anyone was still alive.

Finally, when Garou saw Lloyd heading toward the altar, a faint smile crossed his lips.

“…It’s done.”

The scene he was witnessing now had never happened once in all the ‘todays’ he had experienced over the past few months.

Then Lloyd, who had been carefully checking between the stones, suddenly stood up.

“F-Father! There’s a girl here…!”

Abner’s knights all rushed toward the altar.

The sturdy men lifted stones, and Lloyd Abner jumped down below.

A few seconds later, Sharon emerged above ground.

Her clothes were soaked and disheveled with blood that had flowed in.

Her face was terrified, her eyes bloodshot from crying silently.

Though she looked exhausted, fortunately there wasn’t a single wound on her body.

“…She’s alive.”

Garou gasped out.

He had been afraid he would see Sharon’s corpse again this morning.

His heart felt like it was melting at the thought of facing the cold, lifeless child.

When he turned his head again, he saw the sky had become completely bright.

Annellia had been right.

In the sky, the sun had risen instead of the moon.

The sun moved slowly, very slowly between the clouds.

A single tear, grown cold, trickled down Garou’s temple.

Time was flowing again.

The today that seemed like it would never end was finally becoming yesterday.

Garou slowly smiled.

The next moment, his breathing stopped.

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