The Dutiful Kid Who Saved the Villainous Family - Chapter 39

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Episode 39

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The carriage carrying Serafin traveled for quite some time before arriving at Ortejo Castle in the Northern Region.

The first to greet his carriage was Peter, the head butler who was formerly an assassin.

“You have arrived, young master.”

“Yes! I trust you’ve been living ruthlessly and brutally as always today?”

“Yes.”

“Were there any problems with the family?”

“Only very good things happened.”

“…And, father?”

“Lord Declan has temporarily stepped away to check the monster boundaries. However, since we informed him of your visit schedule, he should return soon.”

“I see, that’s how it is. Let’s go inside quickly!”

As expected, his father hadn’t come out to greet him.

Just as he was entering the castle with a hearty attitude as if it didn’t matter.

Serafin sensed a strange atmosphere.

‘Isn’t the Northern Region’s atmosphere odd.’

His instincts as a powerful martial artist were setting off intense warning bells in his head.

Serafin Ortejo.

A child who had trained his body at just thirteen years old to possess iron-like fists.

Nothing could block his path forward.

However.

“Wh, what is this? What is this ruthless and insolent thing blocking my path!”

What unfolded before Serafin’s eyes was a scene from hell.

What had Serafin’s childhood been like?

It was a youth spent growing up as a single great black flame dragon in powerful darkness.

Because of this, Serafin’s past was one where he had thrived, receiving respect from all figures at the Academy (except Professor Melrn).

But…

“Welcome! Would you like to try some of this delicious food?”

“Wh, wh, what is this?”

“The chef put his skills to work since we heard Lord Serafin was coming.”

This couldn’t be.

They were people who constantly fought like a funeral dirge.

How entertaining their fighting had been!

Serafin had lived joyfully listening to the sounds of their fighting every minute and second.

But why on earth!

Why on earth had such an extremely wicked thing happened!

“Hahaha, what’s this. Did the laundry go well?”

“Of course, it went well indeed.”

As soon as he saw people with such soft and gentle atmosphere, Serafin let out a groan filled with shock.

“Th, th, th, this is ridiculous!”

At Serafin’s scream-filled cry, all the servants’ gentle expressions turned toward him.

Serafin looked around desperately and shouted.

“Stop…!”

“Yes?”

Haha hoho, he could see those laughing as if mocking him.

And he could also see what was placed on top of each of their heads.

Something very cute and lovely and adorable that absolutely could not exist in the Northern Region…

“What are these sparkling knitted hats!”

“Ah, these?”

“Yes!”

“We received them as gifts! Pretty, right?”

Despite Serafin’s desperate cries, the servants’ expressions remained bright and cheerful.

Serafin collapsed onto the floor with a thud.

Since this child wasn’t bound by etiquette or manners, he could sit anywhere in the hallway however he pleased.

He swallowed his groan and shook his head.

“The discipline of our great family, which was like the darkness of darkness, our dark horse-like family, has collapsed.”

“Yes? Darkness of dark… What did you say?”

Look at this.

The family servants couldn’t even understand what Serafin was saying!

‘No, this isn’t simply a matter of the family’s discipline collapsing.’

His age, a brilliant thirteen years old.

The powerful child of the Academy’s martial arts class, Serafin Ortejo.

His world had collapsed.

“What on earth happened to our family-! It’s so different from when I was at the Academy!”

“…So, this was all done by Lady Airi, your younger sister. She also gave us these hats.”

“…Airi?”

“Yes. You remember… her, right?”

He had heard that he had a young sister.

After their mother passed away right after she was born, he had also heard that the child was judged to be a non-immune and left for the Southern Region.

He had sometimes been curious about her tiny fingers and pink cheeks, but…

‘Not anymore. I’m very strong, you know.’

He asked bluntly.

“She’s a non-immune, isn’t she.”

“Well, this time they said she became an immune!”

“Hmph. So all these absurd things came from that kid’s hands.”

“Absurd things?”

“Yes! The collapse of our family’s discipline like this!”

The servants all thought simultaneously.

He was definitely thirteen years old.

But strangely, it was a statement that made him seem like an old-fashioned person much older than his age.

The young boy Serafin, completely unaware that the servants were exchanging strange glances with each other.

He nodded his head solemnly like a martial artist.

“This won’t do. I have no choice but to go find that kid myself!”

Anyway, whether that child was an immune or whatever didn’t matter much to him.

Because she would definitely be weak.

The young boy’s bright red eyes were blazing fiercely.

The appearance of a truly precious older brother.

And right now, Airi was sleeping soundly.

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“Huh, what’s this?”

Airi bolted upright in her bed.

“Huh?”

“Something gave me goosebumps with a shiver, and my ears started itching!”

In the Eastern land of courtesy, they say.

When someone talks about you, your ears itch.

But this current feeling was hard to see as simply someone calling her name.

Rather, she felt some kind of intense malice.

Airi bolted upright and opened the curtains to look outside.

“Huh, somehow the atmosphere feels like it’s full of fog!”

“Y, you felt it too?”

“Yeah.”

Cookie glanced at Airi’s serious expression and said.

“Let’s go out and take a look.”

And.

When they briefly stepped out into the corridor outside.

‘It looks like people have been contaminated by demonic energy!’

Why on earth?

Why does everyone have such dark and gloomy expressions?

They all looked so bright and happy before!

Airi, who had been constantly looking around, finally spotted her target.

The Elder’s eldest son who was supposed to return to this castle.

In other words, someone who had a relationship as her… papa.

Serafin Ortejo had arrived at the castle and was spreading an ominous aura everywhere!

Airi glared at him from a distance.

Cookie sent a telepathic message in an excited voice.

[Looking at that guy’s expression, he clearly seems to be harboring demonic energy of at least 2-star grade!]

“Good, I need to become really, really close to him.”

I’ll become close and eat up all that demonic energy!

Airi clenched her fist tightly and spoke to Cookie in her pocket.

“Cookie, gloves.”

[Huh?]

“I need to perform surgery. Give me the gloves!”

That’s right.

Serafin was in a state that required powerful surgery.

Cookie handed Airi the gloves with a snap.

Airi looked at Serafin running down the distant corridor and spoke solemnly.

“Playing doctor, no, the treatment begins! It starts with locking him in a room!”

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“Hey, what are you? Who do you think you are, locking me in this room?”

Spiky black hair like weeds.

Red eyes that always harbored wickedness.

Even the corner of his mouth that was always raised on one side as if mocking.

Serafin Ortejo, son of Lord Ortejo of the Northern Region, was a ‘villain’ among his peers.

He raised his eyebrows wickedly as his usual nickname suggested.

“My name is Airi Ortejo.”

Strangely cozy-looking small flower-patterned earmuffs and a warm-looking sweater.

Nearly white, fluffy silver hair and round purple eyes…

“Ah, and I’m also Serafin-nim’s younger sister who came up from the Southern Region recently.”

…Right, it was his younger sister whom he was seeing for the first time.

“Do you think I’m acting like this because I don’t know who you are?”

Airi lightly ignored his question.

Then she drew the dark curtains and muttered ominously.

“Serafin-nim is in great danger right now.”

“What are you doing?”

“You’re about to die…!”

“…?”

The powerful child Serafin mysteriously becomes terminally ill.

“From now on, I will make Serafin-nim very healthy.”

“Hey, I already know you’ve been sweet-talking all the old folks around here. But do you think I’ll go along with your nonsense too?”

Serafin’s fierce gaze glared at Airi.

And for good reason, because it turned out even the Head Butler couldn’t handle this little kid!

“Airi-nim gave me bean water, and those chubby cheeks are so adorable. Ohohoho~”

Ohohoho, ohohoho! What a delicate-seeming laugh that was!

But he, Serafin Ortejo, was different.

Extremely wicked and powerful.

Just as he proudly thought of his own ‘wicked strength’ and tilted his head arrogantly.

“What does ‘go along’ mean?”

A somewhat motivation-crushing situation occurred.

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