The Baby Raising A Devil

Dad spilled the picks, too.

"Lev."

"Yes?"

"Next week we have to go to the banquet, so I'll call Dubois and the Chairman."

"Can I go, too?"

When I asked, Ishak, who was giggling and hiccupping, said, "No!" I shouted.

"Kid, do you know how annoying your system is?"

I know.

I nod into my head, but I blink as if I don't know.

"The shrine and the Emperor will open their eyes and wait for you to come, and when you do, they will flock like dogs and try to take you to the Central Temple."

"Yes, LeBlaine. You'd better stay in territory."

I spoke to Henri.

'I'm going to separate the temple from the Emperor.'

Above all, I could not always be in territory.

Dubled is a strong enough family, but if he dies in my misfortune in the future, he will be exterminated for the worst.

I had to grow strength.

You must be in power, and you must free Dublin Red so that he no longer wields the imperial palace and the temple.

'It's been five years since I got ready to do that.'

I'm ready to go out.

I got up from the chair and ran to my dad.

"Then I might fall in love with my dad and my brothers."

"What?"

"I know all about it. I heard the garbage men and servants talking. In my first year here, I was in territory because I was on sabbatical, and my dad had to stay in the Islands."

"……."

"You're living in territory because of me. If you keep doing this, you'll be pushed from the center. That's bad for Dublin Red."

This was true.

It was also my most worrying part.

"I want to live in the Islands, too. I want to live with my dad and my brothers."

"You really...."

He stroked the day he became gloomy and said,

"I'm so worried about being useless."

"……."

"Yes, let's attend the banquet. But living in the Islands needs to be more measurable."

"Exciting!"

I quickly hugged my father's neck.

* * *

Garden of the Imperial Palace.

The old nobles attending the tea party of Emperor Masha Louerg sent their regards.

"You've improved your complexion."

"It's been a long time since I've been called by Her Majesty."

"Your Majesty, please call us often. Aren't you at an age when you can't take over next year? It was a pity that the winter party was cancelled."

The Emperor smiled with a cup of tea.

"Why didn't you know my heart? I couldn't do it because I had horns because I wasn't cold."

"Your Majesty is weak in the cold. When you were young, you suffered only in winter."

"As the sun goes down at this age, winter grows harsher."

In a cheerful atmosphere, the Emperor nodded his handkerchief.

I couldn't bear it because my whole body was itchy because of a skin rash.

At least it was much better before spring.

In the middle of the winter, the rash came up to my face on my knees and I couldn't come or go in the room.

The distressed priest told her.

[Be more confident. Our Lord will surely have mercy on you.]

'How much more confident you must be.'

I swallowed a sigh with a handkerchief, pressing the mild tremor on the tail of my mouth.

"But my wife's complexion really improved."

"I'm tired of arthritis."

"What's so good about the new attending? Introduce it to me, too."

"It's not about the doctor's virtues, it's about the medicine."

When she laughed, the gaze of the nobleman sitting at the table was drawn.

"Are you talking about drugs that are getting younger?"

"You know that, ma'am."

"Of course. It's a three-year talk. I tried to buy it from a servant, but I can't buy it unless I come in person. The merchants are really excited these days."

"Don't do that and go yourself. It really worked. My husband had a lifetime of toothache."

Then the other nobles nodded.

"My brother said he saw the effect. It also works on the skin……."

In her words, the Emperor's eyes opened.

"Even skin disease?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. One day my brother had scaly skin on his lower abdomen, and he was itchy, and he took his youthful pills, and his skin returned to its former state."

It was a symptom similar to his skin disease.

'It might also work for me…….'

"Where's Panda?"

The Emperor asked.

* * *

Before the banquet, my family left the castle to go to the Islands.

"Don't worry about your last name."

As Dubois greeted his father, the Chairman approached me a little.

"Always have a communication stone."

"Yes. Ah, the Chairman needs to eat well."

When I made an impression, the Chairman coughed.

"Take care! I'm eating. Okay?"

"…… Yes."

Since his wife and son had died, the Chairman used to skip meals twice.

"By the way... Sir, won't you tell me about the baby's past?"

In the Chairman's words, I looked at my father and brothers.

"Load more blankets. If my daughter catches a cold, it won't end with one or two necks."

"Are you kidding? More seats, more seats! Kid's ass kicks!"

"Is this all you have left of LeBlaine's clothes? I guess there's no foolishness in life or madness or one of them while I'm gone."

The chairman nodded as he looked at the family with blurred eyes.

"If I knew the past, I'd be in trouble."

When my father and brothers imagined setting fire to the temple, my back was frowning.

Then why don't you call it the Temple?

"When you go to war with the Temple, all the Dubled people die....."

"You'll never have to save me."

I nod.

We got on the wagon, greeted by the Dublin people.

* * *

It took me two days to get to the Islands.

When I first came to Dublin on the Imperial Palace carriage, it took me ten days to get there, and it was fast.

I opened my mouth from the wagon.

An endless garden.

Well-maintained gardeners.

The mansion was the largest and most magnificent building in the archipelago I have ever seen.

The three buildings continued in the shape of a downward projection that looked like they were reaching the sky.

Numerous employers stood in two rows on the street facing the mansion and bent their backs.

"Good to see you, sir."

Surprised by the voices of the employers, I hugged my father's arm.

At that time, a gentleman dressed as a haircut was approaching among the employers.

"Good to see you, baby."

When I hid behind my father's arm and frowned, he smiled.

"It's Heatherson. It's an honor to meet you, baby."

"It's LeBlaine....."

"You're more lovely than I thought. Everyone at the mansion waited for the baby to come."

My father hugged me and said,

"And Javelin?"

Javelin is my father's half-sister, Gomo to me.

One of the two survivors of the Kalburim between the Dubled brothers in the past.

He now manages the Islands' mansion with the help of the Bunga Arijuga.

"You went to a party."

"If my aunt went to the party, I'll be back in four days."

When Ishaque spoke loudly, Chamberlain Hetherson smiled.

We went into the mansion together. The interior was more spectacular than the exterior.

My father and brothers went straight to the library and the Knights, and I followed Heather to see my room.

"Here's the baby's room."

Awesome!

It wasn't as big as my room in the castle, but it was extravagant, with a parlour, a dress room, a bedroom, a library, and a bathroom.

It was more like a room for a girl than a room for a castle.

I rushed to the couch and hugged the bean cushion as I ran up my ass.

Leah, who came with me, laughed, "Do you like it?" I asked.

"It's too late."

"Thank God."

"But Leah, today's clothes are different."

I usually wear a maiden uniform, and today I wear a black cape that symbolizes Dublin's knighthood.

"While I'm in the Islands, I'm your escort."

"Wow!"

"Is that so good?"

"Leah, it's cool."

"I'm glad."

While Leah and I were talking about Dorando, the butler brought someone.

She was an attractive girl with clear red hair, rusty eyes and freckles stuck in her nose. He looks about fifteen.

"It's Laura. She was assigned as your maid."

She was a cheerful and bright child. Leah said, "This is Linda's cousin's brother." and whispered.

Aha.

Other employers came to me and greeted me.

I was greeted by fifty people, from maids to deacons.

"So how many were there before?"

I want to.

* * *

After five years in front of Theodore Dubled, who returned to the mansion, everyone was forced to tighten their shoulders.

Theodore sticks to the ledge, whether it was on the battlefield for almost a year or a natural pile in the mid-30s.

I grew up without even knowing the contributors who stood beside him. As I grew up, the eyes of the two connoisseurs who resemble my father were as frightening as those of the slayer.

The Duke looked around at the numerous knights who had bent one knee and the clerks and managerial hires who stood beside them.

The clerk swallowed the dried saliva, which was delicate to the cool eye light.

The Duke called the people as soon as he arrived at the Islands. From here defending the Islands mansion to Dublin's proud female counterpart (intelligence department).

It seemed to me that I had gathered all these people.

Is it a territorial war with other families?

Or was it a Gearco Saddle in the Senate?

The Duke finally opened his mouth.

"If there is a spider on Leblane's fingernails, it is your fault."

The eyes of those who did not understand him rolled quickly.

Password?

Tolerance?

What do you mean? '

As I was pondering, the princes said beside the Duke.

"Kid..... Even if LeBrain sleeps, it's your fault."

"Don't think of dying comfortably if you have one of her hair."

…… Yes?

The clerk, who looked at the Dukes and Princesses on the mountain with foolish eyes, drew his eyes.

The duc's low voice fell over the eaves of those who were puzzled.

"Deploy ex-combatants to the escort of the LeBlaine Islands. Once the bastard approaches, stab him and identify him."

It was the beginning of the life of the institution, which will later be called the Nan of Issuance.