The Baby Raising A Devil

Emulin's eyes grew. He shook his lips several times, as if he were trying to say "Moore." I stopped him by grabbing Emulin's shoulder.

"We'll be able to get along. Isn't that right?"

Augustino smiled like a human being. But the filthy lust that permeated my eyes was not hidden.

* * *

Augustino greeted Emulin alone before leaving Dubled Mansion.

"May the blessings of God be with you in your life."

"Phew... Phew, priest..."

The relentless Emulin grabs Augustino's cuffs.

"My mother is not a maid. I'm about to be eleven years old, and..."

"Emulin."

A little while ago, Augustino's face was cruelly contorted.

Flattering Emulin takes his hand off his sleeve, disguising his compassionate expression again.

"How heartbreaking is it that you, young man, have not known the truth because you have been swayed by the circumstances of adults so far."

"……."

"Your mother lied in good faith so far to protect you, the owner's daughter."

"Well, but....."

Looking at the door of the mansion, Augustino bends his knee and gazes at Emulin.

"The important thing is that you found your father. Look how warm and sweet it is in there."

"……."

"God has not worshipped power and wealth in your life. So you don't have to repay me for that."

Augustino smiles as he reveals it.

"Right?"

"…… Yes, Priest."

"Yeah, it's a big day. Go in and see."

When Emulin returns to the well mansion, Augustino's eyes are turned.

As his face calmly sank, the paladin who escorted him from the temple approached.

"Wouldn't the child say nonsense to the Duke?"

"Can't you see that lust in your eyes? He barely got a match under his leg. If you enjoy the Hosa for one night, you will never let the Duke go."

"Is that so?"

"You can bet. I'm not gonna let her run again."

I'm going to kick your ass to believe that the lies I've made are the truth.

When Augustino's purchase went up smoothly, the paladin smiled.

"It's a really great plan. If this is the right thing to do, can't the priest hold Dubled and shake him?"

"And soon it will come true. The Duke is a terrible writer for a child who is destined for adoption, so how much for his biological daughter?"

"If the diocese finds out about this, this year's Cardinal Stan will not be set aside."

There is a selection of cardinals this winter.

The honour of Cardinal Seo, enjoying only the most outstanding of the '21 Priests' of the Central Temple.

'This time, it is me who enters the diocese if I make the right contribution.'

"I will reduce it beforehand, Priest."

"Shall I enter the diocese alone? It's time for you to wear the Pope's insignia."

"I will only trust the priest and wait."

The paladin followed Augustino, who was walking ahead with a shaking tail.

He knocks on the paladin's shoulders as he pulls out his fistful yellow teeth.

Perhaps those fools in Dublin don't know. Even that we're being exploited.

* * *

Trigon narrows his eyebrows by singing a humming nostril.

"What do you enjoy so much?"

"Isn't Trigon fun?"

"You can't have fun. The Baby Bird is the weakness of the Duke of Dublin and his princesses, who are forced to suffer as they know it. You can't be glad Dubled's weakness was exposed to the Temple."

Trigon and Seria were shocked to hear that the Shrine brought Emulin as a baby bird.

'So as soon as I heard about it, I snuck into the mansion.'

I looked at the Chairman with a smile.

"Does the Chairman think so?"

"…… I don't think the situation is as serious as I thought."

"Why?"

"Because she's making up some other scheme."

I'm also the Chairman.

I'm not the chairman of Senator Dubled for nothing.

"We knew a lot about Augustino bringing Emulin."

'The man of the tattoo is a man of the diocese.'

The man in the tattoo helped Duke Valois once to create a fake baby bird. So if we bring a new baby bird from the temple, it will never be easy to believe.

By the way, bringing a new baby bird without any evidence means that the man of the tattoo has never done anything to Dublin Red.

When I explained it, the Chairman, Seria, and Trigon nodded.

"But what can we do if we know that?"

"Yes, my lady. No matter how Dublin is, it doesn't bring down the nation. The diocese is a symbol of Neriad."

The Chairman opened his eyes while the two men were making doubtful faces.

"Are you planning to divide the Neriad curriculum?"

"That's right! The temple is strong when it's clustered, but not when it's divided. So I said....."

I laughed and spoke.

"The Emperor Yvonne is assisted by the Pope, right? Our enemy."

"Do you intend to attach an ally from the Temple to Cecilia?"

"Yes."

"But how did you....."

It was then.

John came in with a knock.

"My father calls me."

"For what?"

"…… I brought a fake baby bird from the temple, so we need to find a defense book. The baby bird is our weakness."

John's face was cold.

As expected, families who had been hit by a fake baby bird could never think that Emulin was real.

I waved my hand to my people and followed John to my father's office.

I asked carefully.

"Brother, are you upset?"

"What's wrong?"

"The baby bird keeps getting used to....."

As I stretched my eyebrows and asked, I stroked my head.

"My father asked me to discuss it with you in case you think so."

"Yes……."

"LeBlaine."

He who called me hesitated for a moment and said,

"I tried to find the baby bird without telling you....."

"The baby bird is not dead. It's proof, isn't it? Of course we have to go find it. And if anyone finds out, they're gonna try to use the baby bird like this, so we have to keep it a secret. You have to be careful, even if your family can leak horses."

"…… yes."

John smiled faintly, turning my hair behind his ears.

"Thank you for your understanding."

I smiled at him.

And when we entered his office, Ishak and Henri were raising their voices.

"If the child brought by the Shrine proves to be a fake, there's a reason to go to war with the Shrine! If we have a reason, even the nobles can't attach easily to the Temple, so this time...!"

"Even so, it's a war against temples. You're not going to fight without getting ready!"

"Does that mean that the temple has to bear witness that the baby bird keeps trying to shake us?!"

Henri and Ishaq raised their mouths, and their father watched them quietly.

I didn't think it was peaceful at the moment, but in fact Henri and Ishaq were so different.

Once a dispute arises, neither of them retreats.

"I'm just so scared."

"You're the first to get a fist like you and the first to die."

"What? I've always seen you as a weakling!"

"You shouldn't be mistaken that running first is all about fighting."

From the hands of two, Aurora began to growl. When the fists just point at each other.

"Stop!!"

I got caught in the middle.

"LeBlaine!"

"Kid, are you crazy?"

"What if I get hurt!"

"Look, are you hurt?!"

I put my hands on the waist and shouted, pushing back the hardened Henri and the flashing Ishaque, respectively.

"I can't! Brothers punch each other!"

"……."

"Apologize quickly."

"……."

Henri and Ishak turn their heads stubbornly. So I decided to use the last resort.

"Hey, LeBlaine, I'm looking for my real dad and my mom....."

"I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry."

I glanced at the two of them with slow eyes.

"An apology must be made in good faith."

"……."

"Hello, Ishak. Hello, Ang..."

"I'm sorry I punched you, brother."

"I was able to say it nicely, but I reflect. Brother."

That's good.

I sat down and said to Henri and Ishaq, who looked at each other with trembling faces.

"So the problem is that the temple keeps using baby birds, right?"

I looked at me like my family agreed, and I said, "Ahem."

"Then there's a way."

"How?"

"What is that?"

I smiled with a mean face.

"It's a very bad way to keep me from using it again, and to fight back."

I whispered a way to my family, and the family's eyes widened.

"If that is....."

"This is really bad."

"Yes."

I looked at my dad.

"May I?"

"…… Dubled is a specialist in vulgar and vulgar behavior."

My father's permission has fallen.

I lift my eyebrows as I look out the window at the small central temple building.

"It's been fun, hasn't it? Not anymore. '

The next day, I was rumored to have found a baby bird. That's very stimulating, too.

* * *

Augustino, who drank tea casually in the temple garden, was an exceptionally pleasant face.

The temple was divided by the cardinal's standing. There were more priests who supported me than Stephano.

No matter how supportive the people may be, it cannot be accepted without the consent of the diviners.

'In the meantime, if Dubled comes into my hands through Emulin....'

Dubled was doing very well.

As long as I waited for the baby bird, the fact that my youngest daughter was alive as soon as I took Emulin, and rumors of her return to the family, flew all over the country.

Now that Emulin is in, Dublin Red can shake it with my hand.

"Priest!"

I heard a good dog calming from a distance. Augustino, a handsome paladin, asked with a humble expression.

"Did you get Emulin from Dublin Red?"

"That's not it...!"

Augustino asked, narrowing his glans.

"No, what's so urgent?"

"Children from all over the country who claim to be baby birds are flocking to Dublin Red……."

"What?"

"An orphanage, a beggar paddle, even a farmer raising a picked-up child, lined up in Dublin with a ten-year-old child!"

"What's that supposed to mean! There's an Emulin, how the hell...!"

Augustino raises his body.

* * *

I looked at the baby birds in rows in front of the mansion and smiled.

"Oh, I think all the baby birds in the world are together."

I shook my head with the face that the maids were bored.

"There's also a boy."

"Some people claim that a girl who might have been seventeen is ten years old."

"Everyone is greedy……. It's a genius's chance to be a Dublin Red Mermaid."

At that time, Augustino came to the mansion with his face fluttering out the window.

'Well, here we go.'

I went down the middle stairs with a smile.