The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 152
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【152】
I spoke in my clearest, most childlike voice, enunciating each word with exaggerated innocence.
Genuinely naive, as though genuinely perplexed.
After all, it was Father who lent weight to my words. So my role, backed by his authority, was to appear adorable before these adults and diminish their resistance.
If they felt defensive, they’d plug their ears even to the truth.
“Haha, is it appropriate for a child to be present at such a gathering?”
Jeffrey Ishel smiled and glanced toward Father.
Ignoring my words entirely.
So I ignored the Handsome Uncle in turn and continued.
“Even if Blake becomes a beast, he’s only seven years old. His body can’t grow as large as an adult’s. Any attack would have to come from below upward.”
“…!”
“Look, everyone. So why does that wound appear to have been carved downward? As though struck by someone tall.”
One of the fundamental lessons children learned during combat training in Fasayen.
Among them was a subject called ‘Blade Trajectory.’
To explain in detail: it referred to the direction when thrusting or slashing a sword—and from that derived questions like ‘so how and where should one attack’ and ‘what kind of wound would result on a child’s body from such an attack.’
There were also considerations like ‘what if the attack was shallow’ and so forth.
In any case, I was a diligent student and never missed the lessons the Navy officers taught, so I knew.
‘Of course, this wound wasn’t from a blade. But regardless, trajectory is ultimately the same principle.’
Tall person: downward to upward.
Short person: upward to downward.
If I knew it, the Knights certainly knew it too.
‘But no one speaks of it. Because of politics.’
But what if the speaker were just a child!
I’m only nine years old!
‘Politics and such—I haven’t learned about that, so I wouldn’t know.’
[The Flame Spirit King ‘Flammeus’ finds it amusing how you raise and lower your age as you please.]
[Go ahead, do as you wish. We shall watch over you.]
Since the formal contract, the Flame Spirit King’s manner toward me has shifted somehow.
Before, he regarded me like a pretty niece he didn’t particularly mind however I grew. Now it feels more like… watching over his own child, one he must raise with proper discipline.
There’s a weightier sense of responsibility to it.
I smiled genuinely at that.
“Perhaps… one might say such things out of ignorance.”
Then Jeffrey Ishel’s lips tightened as he looked at me.
“But this is a matter for adults. It is a virtue for children not to meddle in adult affairs….”
“Dare you silence my Daughter’s words?”
In that instant, an aura of entirely different magnitude emanated from Father, who had been quietly observing.
“My Daughter spoke no falsehood, yet you would seal her lips? Shall I take this as a challenge to Fasayen’s fleet, Isthel?”
From his low, measured voice came the fury of crashing waves.
Even my skin prickled.
[The Water Spirit King ‘Aurora’ presses her hand to her forehead.]
[No, Egon, how can you accept it so readily like that!]
It’s fine, Mother.
Blinking, I gently grasped Father’s hand. I felt him flinch at the touch.
‘The teachings of Fasayen. Finish what you yourself have started.’
Actually, I learned this back at Bbeukkeum Bbeukkeum Orphanage.
The toys you scatter, you clean up yourself.
That’s only natural.
I stopped Father and stepped forward one pace further.
“You just changed the subject, didn’t you?”
“…What?”
I met Jeffrey Ishel’s eyes directly and smiled brightly.
“They say people change the subject when they’re caught. You can’t admit it, and you can’t deny it either. But everyone already knows, don’t they? That my point is correct.”
“….”
“This couldn’t have been Blake’s doing.”
Cedric always taught me to use clear, definitive statements rather than vague, emotion-appealing phrases like ‘it probably wasn’t.’
‘It probably wasn’t’ and ‘it couldn’t have been’ carry entirely different connotations.
The density of conviction and confidence embedded within the sentence itself differs.
“There’s clear evidence—what are you saying? Even His Majesty the Emperor would acknowledge it.”
“There is evidence that Blake didn’t do this.”
I responded calmly without panic.
An expression of ‘how dare you!’ flashed across Jeffrey Ishel’s face, but I remained steadfast.
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ wears an elevated expression.]
[The Chaos Spirit King ‘■■■■’ delights in this chaotic situation.]
[Ah, right. I called someone, didn’t I? I’m looking forward to how much more chaotic this will become. Kekeke.]
[No one pays attention to the Chaos Spirit King’s remarks. 【・ヘ・?】]
[The lonely cry continues!]
The shimmering text of the Spirit Kings and Upiros overlapped, cluttering my vision.
Still, I’d grown accustomed to this by now, so I blinked several times to clear my sight.
Then I summoned my jellyfish.
Especially the blue cone jellyfish.
‘Please.’
Curious gaze. Eyes brimming with doubt.
From within that look, I released the jellyfish I’d held in both hands.
Now the jellyfish listened to me and followed my will.
It was all a realization born after the Curtain Jellyfish stopped time.
I understood how to move.
“I’ll show you. The evidence.”
With my whisper, a bluish ring formed around Marshmallow, accompanied by a zinging sound.
The ring expanded gradually, eventually filling Marshmallow’s opening, and then stood it upright.
As the number that appeared fell rapidly, Marshmallow bounced in place.
To my eyes, it appeared that way—
“This person belonged to Isthel. He was running.”
“Isn’t this the attitude of someone trying to report to another?”
“He died like this. Time Reversal… Since the situation at that moment was recreated so clearly, there is no room for doubt.”
Crunch, crunch.
The sound of teeth grinding came from somewhere.
I didn’t need to turn around, but I did anyway, and I could see Jeffrey Ishel with his eyes wide open.
“Hmm, certainly… Since I saw it with my own eyes, I cannot claim I didn’t see it.”
Father, who had been slowly stroking his chin, stopped and lowered his gaze to the Marshmallow that had stilled once more, then spoke heavily.
“I will designate Jeffrey Ishel as the true culprit in this case.”
“What…! What are you saying right now!”
“The evidence is the scene I witnessed through the ability ‘Time Reversal’ just now, and the witnesses are everyone present here. I stake Fasayen’s name on this.”
He stakes Fasayen’s name.
It was by no means a light declaration.
Even if it hadn’t come from the Household Master’s lips, Diagon is an Admiral.
Behind him stand hundreds of ships and thousands of naval soldiers.
In other words, with such a declaration, he had essentially drawn his political sword.
It meant he would ‘intervene’ in this situation.
“No matter how much you cherish your daughter! With evidence this clear, how can you say such a thing! Even yesterday, His Majesty the Emperor said…!”
“Ah, I wasn’t present at that gathering, so I wouldn’t know. My sister must have gone… but I heard nothing of it.”
Jeffrey Ishel shouted in fury, but Father turned a deaf ear. Then he gently pushed me behind him.
With a motion as soft as a feather.
This time, I didn’t resist either.
‘My role is finished.’
I did my best to the extent I could, so I have no regrets.
Still, it would be nice to have even more certain evidence to bind Jeffrey Ishel tightly.
A powerful reversal strong enough to shatter all the politics and dealings.
For example, a ‘witness’—
That was when it happened.
“What should I do?”
An elegant voice as if moonlight were seeping through.
“I saw it.”
A dignified bearing like the goddess of night.
As Inyoung rose from the shadows, the surroundings darkened for a moment.
At the same time, the sky that had been bright moments before turned pitch black, and a massive ‘eye’ opened.
“Jeffrey Ishel killing that poor man.”
Remarkably, there was a witness.
Her name was Diolrose Bellarian.
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