The Baby Raising A Devil

Cecilia looks at the chairman who came with Seria and hardens to panic. I would have known the chairman as well as I did in Dublin.

"Why is Nuanok here...."

I stepped forward and took off my big hat.

"Hello, Miss Olga."

Seeing me, Cecilia's expression became strange. I look at Seria in a hurry to find out why I'm here.

"Is this child my niece?"

The Chairman replied at that point.

"Sir Olga, I'll introduce you to him."

"…… the name of the article has been abandoned for a long time."

"You still suffer from the guilt of failing to protect Reset. Is that why you don't hold the sword like Lord Leah Shabanol?"

"…… introduce the child first. Who the hell is this guy?"

"You're Dubled Young-ae."

Cecilia's face was twisted.

"A child of destiny. Ball! What the hell were you thinking...! It's hard to believe that the Lord cares for the child that the Temple has set up like a child, but this child in front of me who was the blessing of Reset..!"

Cecilia looks at me with a fit around her neck and is furious.

I couldn't cover my back and forth in excitement, but I felt a deep feeling on my face that I shouldn't tell such a story in front of me.

"It's not your fault, baby, I'm not your fault."

"I know."

"……."

"I know, Cecilia. You can hate me."

Reset's death was due to the army being pushed by his father to regain power.

And among the soldiers was a mix of paladins. I can't be sure it wasn't the blessed one, but Leah clearly felt the divine power.

The people around Reset were convinced that the Sunbae and the Temple were in agreement.

That's why Aunt Lisette was so distressed when she saw me.

You can't hate a child, but when you look at me, the temple comes to mind.

But I was fine. I've been hated since my first life. If there's a child as resistant to hatred as I am, tell him to come out!

I smiled in my heart and shook Cecilia's hand with both hands.

"But I mean, trust me. I know where Cecilia's niece is."

"……."

"I was in an orphanage in the Islands. So I have orphan friends. They did. There's a boy named" Tree "in Max's Giant Hand."

I couldn't reveal the fact that I was a regent, so I told a subtle lie.

Cecilia said, "Tree?" I muttered, and I nodded.

"Her real name is Trilloni."

So I was remembering.

In that sense, Cecilia squeezes her cloak.

"Trilony……."

"Trilloni raised in a Westian orphanage."

"……!"

Seria handed over a portrait of a tree that she had drawn in advance through a painter.

It looks very similar to Cecilia, but it's a portrait of a child with a dot underneath her sister's jaw.

Cecilia stops her mouth.

Chairman, in exchange for Seria's gaze, I laughed.

I found my nephew. So let's get to know each other? Be very close.

'And please save the tree from the risk of the plague, Aunt Tree.'

[Buy a clean shirt with this money. So you don't go to the temple and get ignored.]

[But this is Tree, the money you saved for three years.]

[You can raise more money!.... You know, LeBlaine. I can hate you. I hope to be happy.]

His bad intentions ended up killing me, but I didn't erase any good memories.

The boy who pushed me into the pit with bad care was desperate enough to understand.

I laughed bitterly

* * *

"The tree... Oh, he calls himself a tree. He's a nice, sweet, sweet, very nice kid."

"I see....."

Cecilia strokes the portrait of the tree with her thinly shivering hands.

"I grew up without the protection of an adult, but I'm such a good kid. Maybe you look like a strong sister like this."

It was a very sweet face.

"But why did you lose the tree?"

"She was against me raising my sword. I expressed my divine power when I entered the Knights of Dublin in opposition. I wouldn't have liked it any more. If you had divine power, you could be a godfather and live comfortably, but you wouldn't want to be an oblique knight."

"……."

"If you refuse, I've lost touch with my sister. And it happened."

"Reset and the baby bird....."

Cecilia nods.

"After being attacked by a freak, we lost Reset and the youngest girl, and I wandered around. During the fortnight, my sister died of the plague, and no one in the village knew where my niece was."

Tree's mother died of the plague....

I couldn't protect my loyal master and my precious baby bird, but even my sister died of the plague and lost her niece.

Cecilia's life was so instrumental and ecstatic.

"I retired and went looking for my niece. The master will give you a long vacation. He gave it to me, but I didn't have the confidence to catch the sword again. We don't need knights who can't keep anything."

"Cecilia……."

"I found out last year that Trilloni was in the Westian provincial nursery. But then the whereabouts were in the ducks, and they almost gave up. I tried to live for her peers on behalf of her nephew."

"……."

"It's the baby's virtue. Really, really thank you."

Cecilia, who once bent her back deeply, said in a delicate tone.

"This grace will one day cost me my life. It's a vow of a knight once, baby."

"If so, please repay me now."

"…… Yes?"

I lived in my first life as the daughter of Duke Amitier, who believed in goodwill and justice.

It was sad and painful, but I learned something funny from it.

I know what works best for this type of person.

"When you went to the orphanage to find the tree, you saw the kids there, right?"

"…… it was horrible. The vast majority of private nurseries have snow disposal garbage only for grants."

Ugh, I heard this going, and I nodded.

"So, Cecilia. Don't you want to change the world?"

"Yes?"

[LeBlaine, and Mina. My father is a dreamer. We see a world where justice takes precedence over desire.]

"We can create a world where justice takes precedence over desire."

Cecilia's eyes trembled.

"A world where children are not hungry."

"……."

I pointed to Cecilia with both hands with a very loving face.

"It's made by Cecilia Olga."

A clean vote of support for your people…… No, your people!

"……."

Cecilia opened her eyes in circles, the chairman pointed her forehead, and Seria said, "You're clever!" I was happy.

A long silence followed. And you are.

"Foot."

Cecilia shook her shoulders with her mouth closed.

"That's a solid copy. It's never gonna work in the world these days."

"This is what makes it work."

I knocked my chest on the ground.

We have Henri, the leader of the polls, and Duke Dubled, the most wealthy patron in the Empire!

"You must be a very special person. In many ways."

The words Mororo were strange. It was never the eyes of a nine-year-old.

"Oh, my God, I can't even notice! '

Then I asked Cecilia the most important question.

"So, Cecilia."

"Yes."

"What's the history?"

Tell me quickly before I make you Emperor.

Cecilia said.

When I was a kid, I broke the throat of the troublemakers who harassed the old man in the market.

"I have a history of assault. compared to other people."

"I see. It's a very healthy sin."

This won't be difficult to find out. It could be used as a means to inflate and gain the support of the people.

"Then I'll send someone soon. I'm getting ready."

After finishing the conversation, I got up on the couch. Chairman, she yelled at me trying to get past Cecilia with Seria.

"For the baby...!"

Surprisingly, she bites her lips.

"I don't hate your baby. The baby is innocent."

"……."

"So don't take hatred for granted, little lady."

When I saw Cecilia smiling faintly, I followed her.

'Oh, I love Dubled's knights so much.'

Auntie, Leado, Ceciliamazer.

* * *

The tree in front of the bowl hugs its shoulders. I trembled as if I had been hit. It became autumn and caught a cold because of the large crossing.

The tree growls among the children who sing the Max Composition, the composer's beggar song. The heat rose and turned blurry in front of my eyes, but I couldn't get out.

I had to earn as much as Emulin was stuck in the house. I don't think Max will be able to see Emulin anymore, but if he even takes a break, he may be expelled.

"We're hungry. I can't eat breakfast or lunch. My back is full."

"I'm hungry!"

"Passing uncle, please give me one franc. I want to eat bread today. I'm hungry. We're hungry..."

I keep sniffing and tearing, and the squeaks are shattered. Max, who was dancing among the kids, said, "Hey!" I came running.

"I was delighted to die. Are you gonna keep crying like that? The kids are crying!"

"Oh, it hurts....."

"Where are the sick people here? Mr. Wang!"

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Marx raises his hand when he sees the tree singing in a tangled cry.

"Come, you want to thresh today? Yes, let's get Emulin's share... Argh!"

Someone picks up a matching bowl and lowers Max's back.

"What?!"

It was when Max turned his head, screaming.

The assailant's face was covered in a sea shadow.

"Why hit me. Why are you hitting me?"

It was a girl who braided her head together. In the alley, you're wearing a lavish dress that's hard to see.

"Well, what is it, you."

"The money they spend on you alone, eating your own stomach every day, getting greasy and not letting the sick rest!"

"Yes, what are you...!"

"Get the hell out of here."

"This is real! You want to die?!"

The girl swung the bowl. Max, who was feverish, grabbed his fist and ran. He quickly walked up and down his leg and jumped up to the boy.

"Don't worry, Max is right."

"Wow, wow……."

The children looked at the girl who opened her eyes and brutally banged the rugged boy.

In the end, the exhausted Max ran away.

"You, you're really dead. I will kill you...!"

When she saw Max running and screaming to the end, the girl grabbed her fist one more time.

"Stand there, you son of a bitch!"

"Mr. Lee!"

Except for Max's crookedness, the girl struggled for a long time.

"I figured out all the beating patterns when I was a beggar loser."

A little muttered child shoots a panicked tree.

"Mothers, voices…… at the packaging shop……."

It is clear that she was with a beautiful boy.

The girl wipes her nose with her sleeve and bends her knee in front of the tree. The panicked tree unintentionally recited a song that she always sang in the street.

"Woo, we are hungry……."

And he's a puck! and lowers the shoulders of the tree. None of it hurt.

"Don't call me!"

"……."

"Why come out. It hurts. Why are you here?"

"……."

"Why are you upset, you idiot!"

The tree looks at the child in a dazed, messy look, without matching his fancy dress.

Why is she crying so hastily when she sees herself for the first time?

As the tree squirmed its lips and held its tears, the child said.

[Hello, LeBlaine. Nice to meet you. I'm Trey!]

"Hey, Tree. Nice to meet you. I'm LeBlaine."

I greeted her the first time I heard of her.