The Baby Who Regressed Refuses Childcare - Chapter 89

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“Young Miss. What’s wrong?”

 

Soya asked worriedly.

 

I stood on my tiptoes to examine Shelby’s wound, then looked at Jen.

 

“How long has he been here?”

 

As soon as I asked, Jen hesitantly replied.

 

“A, a little over two weeks now…”

 

I widened my eyes and frowned.

 

“It hasn’t healed for over two weeks? With Lubarinna?”

 

I spoke to the guards behind me.

 

“Please bring some disinfectant and bandages. And Lubarinna too.”

 

And I didn’t miss how Burmard’s face turned pale in that instant.

 

“That’s strange.”

 

The tent was shrouded in deep silence.

 

I sat on the footstool the guards had brought and was carefully examining Shelby’s wound.

 

“It looks like he’s only been taking Lubaven.”

 

Jen’s complexion hardened.

 

“N, no, Princess. Shelby has been taking both Lubarinna and Lubaven together…”

 

I shook my head.

 

“No. Then it should have healed long ago.”

 

Shelby’s wound wasn’t infected, but it wasn’t healing at all.

 

“What have you been applying to it?”

 

Jen, who had been frozen in shock, suddenly snapped to attention.

 

He immediately opened the makeshift drawer beside the bed and handed me the medicine.

 

I could tell as soon as I opened the lid.

 

“This isn’t Lubarinna.”

 

The tent stirred with murmurs.

 

Jen’s eyes also widened.

 

I sniffed the ointment inside and stirred the formula around with my pinky finger.

 

“Yeah, this is just cheap moisturizer.”

 

The consistency of this ointment was completely different from Lubarinna.

 

Lubarinna is clear and transparent, but this had a murky color and was thick and gooey.

 

“And it doesn’t smell like Rikiti herb at all.”

 

Lubarin grass, the main ingredient in Lubarinna, had a very, very pungent smell.

 

So when making the ointment, Rikiti herb with a strong refreshing scent was always added.

 

But this ointment barely had any Rikiti herb fragrance.

 

I examined Shelby.

 

“This ointment… doesn’t seem to be in good condition either. Since it’s turning yellow as soon as it hits the air, it looks like it’s past its expiration date.”

 

Jen’s face turned pale.

 

“If you apply this stuff every day, of course the wound won’t heal.”

 

“Th, that can’t be. We’ve been using what was supplied to us…”

 

Jen stopped mid-sentence and suddenly held his breath.

 

“…No way.”

 

He muttered a curse under his breath and looked around the tent.

 

Burmard, who had been in the tent just moments ago, had vanished without a trace.

 

“Ha! This is Burmard’s doing.”

 

I nodded to the furious Jen.

 

“Yeah. The only person who could switch cheap ointment for Lubarinna is a middle manager.”

 

I crossed my arms and looked at Count Rogrio.

 

“Count Rogrio. Let’s go catch that man right now.”

 

“Huff, gasp!”

 

Burmard quickened his pace with a terrified expression.

 

The bottles of Lubarinna he had been stealing clinked in his heavy inner pocket.

 

“Damn that little brat!”

 

If she came to recruit workers for the greenhouse, she should focus on that instead of suddenly examining that damn Shelby’s wound!

 

“I had a bad feeling about that commoner-born kid acting all high and mighty from the start.”

 

Rumors that Princess Abner was from an orphanage had already spread widely throughout the Empire.

 

It was such a shocking event for the Grand Duke to adopt a commoner child.

 

“If it weren’t for that damn brat, I could have made several thousand more tera.”

 

He quickly crossed through the paths between the bushes.

 

Having walked this route dozens of times while living in the tent, his steps were fast and precise.

 

Burmard stopped at the entrance of another immigrant tent similar to where he had been staying.

 

“Hey, Wen!”

 

As soon as he opened the cloth door and entered, he saw a familiar figure from behind.

 

“Let me ask you something.”

 

Burmard approached with an anxious expression and placed his hand on the shoulder of the person showing only their back.

 

“Burmard. What’s wrong?”

 

When the person turned around, he saw those remarkably beautiful eyes as always.

 

Burmard quickly looked around the tent and answered.

 

“I told you. I came because I have something to ask.”

 

He thought only Wen was there, but someone else from one side of the tent approached him.

 

“Wow, Burmard. What brings you here at this hour?”

 

“El, you were here too? It’s nothing much. I told you I came to ask something.”

 

Burmard answered as if frustrated and roughly wiped his forehead.

 

Wen and El.

 

The two people before him were siblings who had lived at the northern edge of the continent and came down to Abner Territory this time.

 

It was strange that they didn’t resemble each other at all, but Burmard just accepted it.

 

“I’m in a bit of a hurry right now. Do you remember that black market thing you mentioned before?”

 

When Burmard asked urgently, El tilted her head and smiled.

 

“Huh? What?”

 

“That black market that buys Lubarinna at high prices! You talked about it when the middle managers were gathered!”

 

When El made an “ah” sound and looked at Wen, only then did Wen smile and answer.

 

“Why there?”

 

“You don’t need to know that, I just have some business there.”

 

Wen and El exchanged glances with strange expressions.

 

Burmard stamped his feet impatiently.

 

“Ah, hurry up and tell me! Time is of the essence right now!”

 

Wen nodded as if he understood, then casually asked.

 

“But you’re planning to go alone?”

 

Burmard answered while gathering cloth and simple supplies from a shelf in one corner of the tent.

 

“Well, for now.”

 

“What about the other people.”

 

“Those guys will figure it out themselves! Right now I’m busy trying to save my own skin…”

 

Then he gradually closed his mouth.

 

“What.”

 

He looked at the siblings with a wary expression.

 

“How do you know.”

 

That there were others besides himself trying to go to the black market.

 

Wen and El met each other’s eyes once more.

 

Then, as if something was so exciting, they laughed among themselves again.

 

Burmard blinked anxiously at the incomprehensible situation.

 

“As expected, there are more besides you.”

 

Burmard’s lips twitched at Wen’s muttering.

 

Ten days ago, middle managers from all the tents gathered in one place to receive supply provisions.

 

Among those who attended that meeting were the siblings Wen and El.

 

The siblings, who said they had traveled throughout the Empire to get here, brought up a story that would tempt Burmard.

 

‘I heard the price of Lubarinna is skyrocketing? The nobility can’t buy it because there’s none available, and the black market price is 20 times the market rate.’

 

It was truly shocking news.

 

That day, Burmard learned of another use for the Lubarinna he had been stealing.

 

And…

 

‘I had no idea that medicine was selling for such high prices.’

 

‘Tell me about it.’

 

He could instinctively recognize those who seemed to have similar thoughts to his own.

 

When he secretly contacted them later just in case, he found there were several other middle managers besides himself who had started stealing Lubarinna.

 

“You, what the hell are you people!”

 

When Burmard shouted with a terrified face, Wen quietly narrowed his eyes.

 

El approached with an innocent face and grabbed Burmard’s hand.

 

“Listen, Burmard. Who is it?”

 

“What, what!”

 

“The other middle managers who stole Lubarinna. If you tell me, I’ll let you know where the black market is.”

 

Burmard stammered in confusion.

 

“No, what’s this all of a sudden…!”

 

But time was of the essence.

 

Judging by how the young child had been examining Shelby’s wound, the fact that he had switched the medicine must have already been discovered.

 

“Damn it, Jacks from tent 3! Chacon from tent 7! And I don’t know his name, but the guy from tent 24 too!”

 

“Hmm, is that all?”

 

“I, I don’t really know well either. Actually, the guy from tent 46 had a strange expression too! There was a patient whose wounds weren’t healing there too, so he probably stole some as well!”

 

Wen nodded and finally opened his mouth as if doing a favor.

 

“Southern Slum Alley of the District. I heard there’s a black market there.”

 

Burmard’s expression brightened.

 

He quickly shouldered his hastily packed belongings and turned around swiftly.

 

“You should have told me nicely from the start, how troublesome!”

 

It was at that moment when he was striding toward the tent entrance.

 

“But I wonder if he’ll be able to get there.”

 

El’s quietly mocking voice could be heard from behind.

 

Before he could even process those words, the tent entrance, which no one had touched, opened wide.

 

Burmard took a step back.

 

Before his eyes were dozens of armed knights.

 

The knight standing at the very front was particularly tall.

 

His platinum high-grade armor and fierce yet handsome face caught attention, but…

 

“Caught you!”

 

Someone held in his arms caught his eye first.

 

The princess from the orphanage he had seen in the tent just moments ago.

 

Annellia smiled brightly at him and said to her guards.

 

“Let’s catch that person quickly!”

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