The Oracle of the Villainous Baby - Chapter 132

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Chapter 132
“It’s a simple matter—all you need do is drink it. It will cause no harm to a human body; in fact, it will be beneficial.”
Bunny blinked slowly.
The confrontation didn’t seem like it would end easily. Father could certainly assert his considerable authority and withdraw with me, but the suspicion wouldn’t fade.
‘Hmm… Father’s crisis is my crisis.’
I couldn’t let this become a crisis for the entire family.
‘I’m the Demon King, so perhaps it won’t be a problem.’
Though I hadn’t yet become a true Demon King, I was strong enough not to easily lose to ordinary humans.
“Father.”
I reached out and gently tugged at Kiriel Yudia’s sleeve, shaking it lightly.
Kiriel slowly lowered his gaze and looked at me.
“I’ll just drink it and come back.”
“…Bunny.”
Seeing Kiriel’s expression tinged with concern, I broke into a bright smile.
I clenched my fist lightly and struck a fighting pose to show everything was fine, and Kiriel’s lips twitched slightly.
I ran over and embraced Kiriel tightly. At my affectionate gesture, Kiriel’s stern expression softened slightly.
‘For a while now, she hasn’t clung to me like this…’
In truth, Kiriel Yudia had already known that Bunny was no ordinary child.
He knew she was the seed of the Demon King, and that half of her blood was human.
Which meant he also knew that holy power wouldn’t have much effect on her.
And yet…
‘I’m uneasy.’
Kiriel Yudia furrowed his brow.
He could refuse outright, claiming displeasure, and leave with the child—there would be no problem with that. But suspicion would continue to follow them.
‘So what?’
Did that matter?
Even if such suspicions existed, who would dare speak them aloud before a direct descendant of the Yudia Ducal House?
Having organized his thoughts cleanly, Kiriel blinked slowly and let out a soft laugh.
“Bunny, let’s go back now—”
“Give it to me.”
“Bunny?”
The child who had been behind me was now standing before Michael Lobanov.
Watching my daughter bounce about without disappointing expectations as always, Kiriel Yudia pressed his palm to his forehead.
Michael, wearing a laurel crown worked in silver, regarded the child who had rushed toward him with an innocent expression.
‘…She’s definitely a Demon Clan member.’
That much was certain.
In his divine sight, Bunny’s entire body was pitch black. The darkness within that body was absolute.
‘…The Demon King.’
Yes. With a vessel of this magnitude, the probability that she was the seed of the Demon King—not yet revealed—was high. Rumors had circulated among the Demon Clan that the child of the Demon King had survived.
Michael held out the bottle.
“Please, drink it.”
“All right.”
Bunny let out a soft, dismissive laugh and accepted the bottle from Michael.
Her face was composed and confident, bearing a light smile that suggested she found the situation hardly worth her concern.
“But if I drink this and come out unscathed, you apologize to Father. That’s not a request—it’s an order.”
Michael chuckled at Bunny’s words and nodded in agreement.
“Of course.”
The holy water he created with his divine power was effective even against high-ranking Demon Clan members. And this wasn’t merely splashed on thick skin—it was being forced directly into her organs.
If anything, the pain would only intensify, never diminish.
Moreover, when such concentrated divine power surged inward, a Demon Clan member’s body would trigger its survival instinct. They would unleash their demonic energy to expel the divine power and survive.
‘Their true nature will be revealed.’
Pop!
The sound of the bottle opening was remarkably crisp.
The holy water was extraordinarily transparent and pure.
But to Bunny’s eyes, it was unmistakable. Within it, an immense concentration of divine power was condensed.
This entire liquid was divine power itself—compressed and condensed until it appeared as colorless, transparent water.
“Bunny.”
Just as I was about to drink the holy water, a soft voice called my name. I turned to see Roel staring at me with deep concern etched across his face.
In that instant, Roel’s crimson eyes gleamed with golden light.
The moment his eyes widened slightly, I squeezed mine shut and quickly drank the holy water.
Gulp.
My throat moved as I swallowed.
I shuddered and my eyes flew open as I suddenly gasped.
“Ugh, it tastes awful.”
I stuck out my tongue in displeasure. The taste—or rather, the complete lack thereof—was unbearable.
The lukewarm liquid, heated by body temperature, carried an oddly unpleasant, sticky sensation.
“What is this?”
I furrowed my brow in dissatisfaction, pouted my lips, and handed the bottle back to Michael.
Then I hurried over to Roel.
Roel’s rigid expression softened slightly as my face drew near to his.
“Roel—wait, surprise! I’m completely fine, aren’t I?”
“Yeah, you are.”
At my words, Roel reached out and gently stroked my cheek once as he spoke.
“High Priest, how long must we wait before a reaction occurs?”
“Normally, it’s immediate… even for high-ranking Demon Clan members, it shouldn’t take longer than three minutes.”
Michael barely managed to move his lips as he answered the question.
‘This is strange.’
Michael stared blankly at the changes occurring within Bunny’s body. The interior that had been pitch black was now shimmering with silver light. Even from hundreds of meters away, it would be unmistakably divine power.
“…Divine power?”
Michael murmured softly to himself.
How could such a thing be possible?
That child is undoubtedly a Demon Clan Member. My divine sight is infallible. It has never been wrong, not even once.
Yet what he was witnessing now was… a tremendous sacred power indistinguishable from that of a saint.
The dark demonic energy that had filled his entire body had been completely replaced by radiant silver sacred power.
And all because she drank the holy water he had given her!
Was such a thing even remotely possible?
‘A Demon Clan Member’s black demonic energy… transformed into sacred power?’
An unprecedented phenomenon unfolded before his eyes. And to make matters worse, she was bouncing about without a care in the world.
It was nothing short of a brazen assault on both his composure and his pride.
‘Why…?’
What possible explanation could there be for this absurd turn of events?
“Three minutes have long since passed.”
The Empress spoke without bothering to conceal her displeasure.
Michael clamped his lips shut, cast a sidelong glance at the Empress, then looked back at Bunny.
That was when it happened.
Drip—!
A single droplet of crimson-dark energy appeared, falling away from within the silver sacred power that filled the child’s body.
In that instant, Bunny’s face contorted, and simultaneously, Michael’s eyes widened. That crimson-dark energy was pushing back the sacred power, slowly expanding in size.
“Now then, High Priest. How about you keep the words that came from your own mouth?”
The Empress opened her mouth with evident displeasure, while the Emperor regarded Michael in silence.
Holding out any longer would only compound the problem. He understood this. This gamble was his defeat, and he had no choice but to withdraw now.
“…I fear I have been somewhat on edge since arriving in the Capital recently. I thought I sensed Demon Clan energy from the Young Lady, and I simply…”
Michael moved his lips with visible effort, bowing his head slightly.
“I also offer my apologies to Kiriel Yudia.”
Bunny released Roel’s hand, which she had been holding, and nodded.
“I’ll forgive you this time, but you mustn’t do that again.”
Bunny laughed with a soft huff, murmured something with a rather smug expression, then bounded over to Kiriel Yudia.
“I would hope such incidents do not occur again.”
Kiriel Yudia gently stroked the head of Bunny as she came running up to him and spoke.
“…I shall be more careful.”
Confirming that Michael had backed down, Bunny broke into a broad smile and opened her mouth.
“Father, I’m not in the mood today, so I’ll head home first.”
“Shall I go with you?”
Bunny blinked, then smiled brightly.
“No, I’m an adult now, so I want to try going alone.”
She placed her hands on her hips and shrugged her shoulders, prompting soft laughter from various corners of the room.
Murmurs rippled through the gathering. Most of the comments were about how adorable she was, how wonderful it was to have a daughter, how this was the age when one believed oneself to be grown up, and how lovely she was.
There were still those who took issue with her status as an adopted illegitimate child and her carefree demeanor, but in reality, most were favorably disposed toward Bunny.
This was proof of how earnestly Bunny had lived these past years. Not a single person present suspected that she was a Demon Clan Member.
‘Which is why I must not be discovered.’
Bunny suppressed the surging impulse with all her might.
Something felt off ever since she drank the holy water moments ago. The holy water itself hadn’t affected her directly, but it seemed something hidden within it had.
She was desperately focused on restraining her magical power, which thrashed about of its own accord. If she loosened her grip even slightly, she feared her magic would spiral beyond control. The moment she lost command of her power, her true form would be exposed.

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