The Baby Raising A Devil

I turned my head and looked around. The eyes of the Dublin people were shaking fine.

"You gave it to us afterwards."

I was embarrassed when a sensitive sputum spurt spurted out of my mouth.

'I just wanted to hit Marco.'

This is how the Pharisees reacted, and Marco, who was rubbing the snowflake that hit me, was brave.

"That's ridiculous! Why would I say that? That's a lie...!"

"That, La."

A low voice tangled into my ear. It was the Duke.

As the Duke's gaze turned to Marco, Marco shrugged his shoulder, and the Duke opened his mouth again.

"To the child under my protection."

The muttering voice is chilled.

Marco, who was stared at by me, forgot to make excuses and swallowed a dry saliva.

"Baron Jude" goes, sir. "He approached me.

"Don't, you made a mistake. It's unfair, isn't it? There's no way my son would call Dubled that way...!"

The slow-moving Duke approaches Marco's front. A slow hand grabbed Marco's jaw.

"I'll give you a chance because your father insisted so much."

"…… Yes?"

"If I could support the root of my tongue and dig my eyeballs and prove that your words are true, I wouldn't dare make a fuss where my eyes touch them."

"……."

"Of course, if you can't prove it, you won't end up alone."

There's no way we can eradicate that.

I said, "Just die. '

Marco gets tired of being blue and hardened, and the Duke's gaze darkens.

"Don't ask me again. Is my child's word a lie or a truth?"

"……."

The Duke's condition was not acceptable to an ordinary child.

Marco's hand trembled like a lion. The pants are wet, and a trace of incontinence is shed along the ankle.

"Truth, truth..... is the truth."

In the end, Marco started talking.

Baron Jude's face has changed.

He admitted that he couldn't even make excuses anymore.

The baron stooped down and clawed his head.

"Please, save me, sir. I have sinned to death."

As the Duke throws his hand, Marco rolls to the ground.

"Put it away."

Soldiers under the Duke's command flock to Urr.

In the meantime, Baron Jude and Marco said, "Forgive me... Sir!" I shouted. But the Duke's expression was not impressed.

Since the Dublin Duke was filmed correctly, it was probably hard for them to stay in the Empire.

I'm looking at Marco Rich, who's being dragged out, and the spines are all over me with a thick face. Buying is more dim than usual.

"How extraordinary."

"The boat was spectacular, as opposed to a big boy."

"You were also great at explaining the situation calmly."

The garbage spills out the Warr horses and sets me up cold.

It seems that Marco, who dared to call Dubled a pile of garbage, was angry and ran away.

Though my conscience was stabbed by a cockroach, I decided to think well.

The spines here are the most recent of the dukes.

Not necessarily, I thought I should look good in my introductory position today, but I snore out of hand.

'Besides, the Duke listened to me. Maybe he looked good to the Duke, too.'

I looked at the Duke.

His look at me felt softer than usual.

I sighed in relief, and one of them reached out to me.

"Are you tired? You can do that. Now, come here. I'll take you to your room."

That was a very kind look on my face, but I stepped back slowly.

You've never seen me before. Strange.....

I retreated with the eyes of the vigilante, and the other spines burst into laughter.

"This guy. Haven't you heard? The baby is very familiar to adult men. I think you're scared because you're big."

"But, sir, aren't you carrying it well?"

"That's why she likes you, sir."

"I always smile at you, sir."

The Duke's gaze turned to me. I smiled indifferently as my eyes met him.

It's like walking backwards without showing your back when you meet a beast.

I won't (cry) provoke you, so don't (attack) kill me.

Meaning.

The goblins would laugh.

"How she likes you, sir. Don't you think?"

"Is that so?"

"You were always sitting on your knees, even when you heard the story of the last church."

"Well……."

"I'm sure you'll be happy to be loved."

"It's a nuisance."

The duc's mouth seems to have risen arrogantly.

'I told you to take a good look, but it's deadly.'

After being persecuted, I became depressed.

* * *

I thought you said it was coming after all the hard work.

I had a bad memory of meeting Marco, and I heard that the Duke was annoying, but something good happened.

'The garbage has become fond of me.'

They seemed to regard me very peculiarly, whether it was a small body for Dubled or a big boy.

And in the eyes of the powerful, there was a remarkable change. It started to interest me, even administrators and managerial workers.

Originally, I used all the things that employers picked out appropriately.

I had no reason to buy 'things for me' because I was about to return to the capital.

However, when I received attention from managerial workers and administrators, I was able to buy life supplies for myself.

Leah and the maids came out to the shop and I was very excited.

Dubled's shop was a starry place.

I rose from my previous life, unlike Amitier or Valois.

From flourishing islands to professional shops, it's fun to watch.

"There's also a toy shop. '

Whether it's a place for noble children or not, there are more luxurious items listed than toys at the grocery store.

The children dragged the toys one by one and left the store.

A six-year-old lady with a large bonnet was carrying a doll that looked very soft.

'That's right. I'll release that doll by now.'

It's a doll in many animal forms, and if you hold it tight, you say, "I love it." I tell you.

The first life came to mind.

That doll was the first and last thing I ever learned from Duke Amitier, who was the father of my first life.

[Abaddy, I have the cipher. (Father, I want that doll.)]

The Duke Amitier, who held his cheeky toes and asked me a question, said harshly.

[LeBlaine, if you donate money to buy that doll, you can save a lot of hunger. Do you still want a doll?]

[…… child. (…… no.)]

[Excellent. Today you have become compassionate and considerate instead of a doll.]

The Duke of Amitier said so with a smile. I liked his smile so much that I never squeezed things at him again.

'I really wanted to have it.'

Eighteen Minas received that doll as a gift to him.

The Duke, who held the doll and watched Mina like a child, was smiling brighter than ever.

'No, let's not think about it then.'

When I shook my head, Leah said.

"Baby."

"No."

"Now that I'm out of shape, can I buy a toy?"

I thought I wanted to have a toy.

'Leah is so sweet.'

She smiles.

"Pick anything."

Anything?

When I opened my eyes, the maids recommended toys.

"How's the puzzle?"

"Wouldn't the block be fun?"

'Toys…….'

The kid's brain says, "Give it to me! 'I seemed to shout, but I closed my eyes and turned my head.

'No, I can't blow this opportunity with a toy.'

I turned my gaze and pointed to another product. It was a red carnation causeway.

"But isn't that a toy?"

When Leah looked suspiciously, I replied with my fingers twitched.

"Adri Johaha, the child care worker, said he hates this. (I told you to give this to someone the nursery kids like.)"

"Oh, I see. It's Thanksgiving soon."

On Thanksgiving Day in Wigggentra, there was a custom of children giving carnations to their parents.

And I'm going to give this to an adult.

"To Leah!"

I was originally going to give it to the Duke, but I decided to stop thinking about what he said.

"Don't look so bothered. '

Instead, I will give it to Leah, who is the head of the maids who take care of me.

He died three times and lived four times, but for the first time he gave a cosmopolitan limb, his chest jumped.

'Gifts are surprises, too.'

Leah, who knows nothing, smiles and calculates the cossage.

* * *

Dubled Castle.

The ducs and sagins moved to the meeting room to discuss the major areas of jurisdiction.

While walking down the corridor, the goblins spoke lightly.

"Oh, that's Carnation Cossazi. Did you get it from your daughter?"

Viscount Lofner, who was holding the red caudal limb, reluctantly stretched out his chest.

"Yes. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I'll give it to you myself."

"Wonderful."

Now is the time for Lofner, who was looking for a chance to show off.

"A six-year-old kid gives out carnations with a hand like Gossari, and I thought this was the happiness of living."

When he laughs, other spines nod.

"I've never had the pleasure of raising a child."

"Yes. In fact, what good is honor or wealth? Your child loves you, and you can't just be happy that you love your child."

"Exactly. What do you do when you turn on the treasure in the warehouse and put it up? If you don't feel that kind of happiness."

"Well, aren't they the cold-blooded people who don't know how to feel in the first place?"

"That's right."

"That's pompous. Carnation is a dramatic happiness."

At that time, another psychic asked the Duke.

"You must have felt that happiness when you received the carnation."

"I don't know."

"Yes?"

"No, I've never received a carnation."

In an instant, the office quietens as if the cold water were in it.

They swallowed the dried saliva by looking at Duke Dubled, who had three sons, but had never seen the carnation.

Duke Dubled and the three princes were beautiful and talented enough to be talked about in people's mouths, but were cruelly cold and indifferent to others.

In the first place, it's not a relationship that you want to love each other.

"No, that... whoa, the boys aren't always very attentive. I often go on to say thank you for raising me."

"I've never heard that."

"……."

Then another psychic tried to apprehend the situation.

"What do horses or carnations matter? On Thanksgiving, just hugging each other is the way we feel."

"……."

The Duke had no answer.

You've never even hugged her!

The spinach swallowed the dried saliva.

The more I opened my mouth, the more I felt like I was falling in love.

The Duke looked at the wigs, who didn't know what to do, and twisted his eyebrows.

The spines roll their eyes desperately, looking for a way out with a white-faced face.

Then I found LeBlaine and the maids coming from across the street. I'm dressed as an outing to see if it's just a precious shape.

And I saw it.

Carnation Cossage in the hands of LeBlaine!