The Baby Raising A Devil

The Emperor cried out.

"Court of Justice! Get a doctor, now!"

After the servant was heavy, the knight of the goddess's palace embraced her.

The goddess went to the knight and found no consciousness. I saw a doctor running to the knight outside the Feud.

After the goddess returned to the palace, people's gaze turned to one person in Asura.

To the Imperial Highness who has no choice.

'No way.....'

'Did you really buy drunkenness?'

If the goddess does it, it will fall after the Seizure is revealed. The Emperor has not avoided any doubt.

"Oh, no. No. I, I was just trying to find a weakness to stop deglid from getting involved in the mansion...."

"Mother!!"

The Emperor's old age resounded in the Feud. The Empress, holding her hands tightly, narrowed her shoulders.

"Ah, Alec……."

"How could you let me down? How long do I have to endure what my mother did!"

"Uh, how could you say such cruelty? You don't see any respect in your eyes. How can you be so afraid of me...."

The Emperor's eyelashes trembled, but the Emperor's gaze did not fade.

Sitting on the throne, he commanded the soldiers in a careless voice.

"Take Mofu to the palace. The gates of the Emperor's Palace will not be opened without the command of the latter."

"Aleksandr...!!"

The Emperor shouted, but the soldiers quietly approached the Emperor.

As I was dragged out of the war, the Emperor's cry did not cease.

The face of the Emperor, who was always upbeat, disappeared. What's strange is that when his face disappears, he really sees it.

Aleksandr Ruerg, not the Emperor, who stands in a cold and lonely position.

His essence seemed to be captured.

"What do you have to say to Jim?"

I winked at the Emperor's voice, and looked at him.

'Ahcha, I have been granted permission to enter the Imperial Palace on the pretext that I have something to say.'

"It must have been a long time since I saw you find your luggage at the time of the landslide. Your father has something to tell you."

"So... uh, that's..."

I would have used water sources or long-distance movers as an excuse, but I hesitated to answer.

The emperor has suffered since he was a child.

I could see his suffering even if I could see that the Emperor's fierce predecessor had entrusted his education to the goddess.

The godwife was a good person, but she had a protégé, Duke Rokar. No matter how sincerely she treated the Emperor, how she felt about the young prince looking between her maternal hats.

I could understand the image of Duke Amitier and Mina as the country I had seen behind my back.

Not only that, she was constantly in an accident after returning to the Emperor from the hands of the godmother. Because of the Emperor's reign, he grew angry with Sun-hyung and was discriminated against by other princes. To solve this, he had to lay down his life at the age of fifteen, make a contribution on the battlefield, and live flat in the most humble places.

I could guess the Emperor's mind at an age when he was desperate to be recognized by Duke Valois.

I know because I live with a parent who is in trouble, and the pain they cause is worse and worse than any pain.

What was needed at that solitary moment was a man's hand, rather than a gain.

'So what the Emperor needs now.....'

I turned my gaze, Zec. To Cecilia, who stands at Uduckerny and looks at the Emperor.

"Your Majesty seemed to be heartbroken today. So he doesn't want to be alone. Cecilia treats the sick. So the Emperor's mind can be healed."

"How dare you peek at the royal family's wealth for that reason? That's ridiculous. You mock him or him or Jim."

The Emperor's thirsty gaze turned to Cecilia. She panicked for a moment.

'Go, Cecilia.'

As I squealed silently and pulled the sleeve, she stepped forward cautiously.

"May I come by your side?"

"Jim was on a foolish subject."

"I want to go."

"……."

"I'll go."

Cecilia slowly approached him. Sitting alone on the throne, he slowly nods as she gets closer. At the end, when his head fell completely, he hugged Cecilia's waist.

"You're mean."

Cecilia, who was looking at the Emperor with her embarrassed face, stroked his head very carefully.

Between her fingers, a golden hair that resembles Adrian flows gently.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I'm mean."

"I dug up the weakest moment on the subject of stupidity."

"Yes."

"Damn it. Stay by my side."

"…… Yes."

When the servants lived, they went to war. The Emperor's Chamberlain would give me a way. "" I whispered.

I was drawn into the hands of the Grand Chamberlain and looked inside the door that was closing little by little.

The emperor collapsed from the golden throne, holding Cecilia's waist with his head down, and Cecilia stroked the lonely man with her back bent.

'It's a good match.'

I smiled and left the Feud hallway.

* * *

That evening, accommodation.

I stared at the slack on the note with the tip of the pen in my mouth.

[It is the play that the goddess fell in the Feud.]

However, when the Emperor is defeated at the time of his discovery, the Emperor will call the court justice immediately.

Since the court justice is the Emperor's person, it is easy to say that he is not a drunkard if he is seen.

'The goddess can't have that kind of numbers.'

I shook my head and put scissors on the crest.

[It's a real intoxication.]

No, no matter how short-sighted the Emperor was, he would have tried to kill me.

'There's no reason. It's ridiculous to even do it for marijuana. There's still a third and fourth exam left.'

Even before the regression, the Empress was not hostile to the goddess.

One more time, I looked at the last sentence.

[There has been a merger.]

On the day of the 2nd exam, I nodded my head, remembering that I was wearing a handkerchief and coughing.

"No matter how you look at it. I had a bottle, but it went down in good time. But what kind of disease is it? '

Even if I stayed in the back room, I would have received extreme care from the doctors.

If the goddess is sick, the subject will not know him.

'Is it an unusual disease?'

An unusual bottle that suddenly develops.

I had a crazy idea until then. I grabbed the end of the note.

Then I quickly took out the communication stone.

[Yes, LeBlaine. How are you?]

Henri's sweet voice flowed from the communication stone.

"Does the goddess have divine power?"

Henri replied in a curious voice as he hurried.

[Probably.]

"Perhaps?"

[I used to lead the Crusaders during the Great Depression. Sunbae was fiercely restrained, so he didn't reveal a detailed inner lining, but it means that he led the Crusaders, not the Central Army. I ran away from the battlefield.]

"Running away?"

[Yes. I withdrew from the battlefield as an excuse for paranoia.]

"When was that? Where was the battlefield?"

[Neutral republic, it was winter 30 years ago. I came back with the excuse of paralyzing the soldiers, but I didn't have a problem when I was in the hospital.]

The puzzle started to fit.

I laughed evil.

"Maybe this will benefit us."

[Profit?]

"I know. She didn't run off the battlefield. It really hurt."

[But the doctors couldn't figure it out. So far.]

That's because ordinary doctors are special illnesses they never know.

"Harrow flower allergy."

[The goddess is allergic to Haro Flowers?]

"Yes, the wizards are like medicines, but those with divine power are extremely rarely allergic to Haro Flowers. You have me, too."

[If the goddess is allergic, there is a harrow flower in the Imperial Palace.]

[Harrow Flower?!]

[Haro Flower!]

John and Ishaq heard their brothers' voices while they were listening.

"It's okay. I brought the cure. If the symptoms are not severe, it is enough as a remedy..... for God's sake."

I was terrified as I tucked, dropped the pen.

"If you fall, your symptoms are serious! '

This requires a future doctor.

'But I can't bring a doctor from the future, and no matter how knowledgeable I am, I can't treat the disease as perfectly as a doctor!'

I was embarrassed and someone came to my mind while rolling my eyes.

[I want you to call me uncle.]

[So, what are you going to do to me, the savior of life?]

[Let me give you a kiss from my cute niece.]

Duke Dubled's half-brother, father and aunt, who was born by mistake overnight.

Dr. Mad, rumor of an unauthorized human experiment on a thousand people.

A madman who poisoned my half-brethren at the age of fifteen.

Taylor Dubled can cure the goddess.

"Beyond the mountains. '

How did you get help from that Taylor Dubled...!

I clasped my head with both hands, screaming without a sound.

* * *

But you can't give up because it's hard. All you have to do is improve the goddess and there is a gold mine in front of your eyes.

I came here with the Emperor's permission.

The Emperor said he would save all the dying goddesses and reveal that she was not a prostitute, and he sent me out immediately.

[If you solve this, I will show you. I'll give you the Emperor's name, I promise.]

Even the Emperor's name should do something more.

I told my dad the news and headed to where Taylor Dubled is.

"This lunatic will be quietly attached to his spirituality, why the hell would he go down to the folk house?"

"If you were attached to territoriality, that would be a nuisance."

..... with Ishaq, Henri, whom my father gave me.

I believe it, but Taylor Dubled said she didn't believe it and asked me to stay close to her brother in case of similarity.

I stare at Henri and Ishaq with blurred eyes, whose faces have been harsh since I came down to the realm.

'But Dad, I don't think they're going to make similarities.'

From the beginning, Ishaque was holding the sword, and Henri's hand lamp had a starter.

"What, why are you staring at me with such cute eyes?"

"It's not unusual for LeBlaine to be cute."

I bowed my head with a tired face, took a deep breath and stretched my index finger.

"We're going after Taylor to get help. So you have to keep your head down this way."

He pointed at me with his index finger and said,

"The master is over there."

He pointed back to the point where Taylor was with his index finger.

Ishaq had an unworthy expression, but when I opened my eyes, I held my back with my bare hands and said, "I understand." He replied.

I take a deep breath and close my heart, and then I open the door of the shop.

The objective was empty. Taylor said he rented the entire guesthouse in barrels.

You don't have one?

I was laughing at my head, and I heard a popular voice in the kitchen. Ishak is banging on the kitchen door! Let's kick it inside. "Ugh!" I heard a woman screaming.

And then someone walked out. He was a tall man, not a screamer.

Half-sleeved shirts, blistered lipstick marks on the side of the mouth, and fine black hair wrapped around a sharp jaw line. Similar to my dad, but regressive and different.

'Taylor Dubled.'

Henri kicks his tongue, Tsk, and Ishak says, "Damn." I closed my eyes, muttering.

"What are you doing in the kitchen, you lunatic?"

"LeBlaine listens."

Ishaq frowned as I pushed both hands.

"Don't look at that because it's dirty."

"Yes, LeBlaine."

I said with my eyes open.

"I know all about it."

Ishaq said, rinsing, snoring.

"What do you know?"

"I know. It's from human reproduction."

When I put my fist on the waist dance, and spoke with a conscientious expression, there was a whining, a breeze between the three.