The Baby Raising A Devil

[I'm the thirty-sixth pillar, Storas. Who summoned me?]

After a look around the people, he fixed his gaze on me holding Etwal.

[O Daughter of the Abandoned God. You're with the unpleasant.]

Then Etwal shines and fur pops out.

[The servant of the unclean is that he dares to be offended!]

[A few centuries later, your stupidity is no better. It's a relief.I can't believe you haven't read the pomegranate. Your head is no better than Boone's.]

[How dare you compare me to Bune. My fire will not forgive you!]

[I will taste black flesh rather than despair.]

Etwal shines again and hears the voice of the withdrawal.

[There is such a disease in the world that I lived in.]

'The bottle?'

[Medium-Two.]

I don't know what ails me, but Storas and Fur's tone was never normal.

Fur and Storas were tearing each other apart and staring at each other. Now a black aura echoes along the contours of the body, and I'm flattered to see it, and I'm caught between the two.

"Enough, enough."

If you two fight, the office will be destroyed.

'How much did I buy this building?'

Blue groans and retreats.

[I can't believe it's just a human. You haven't grown a bit since Ivan. [Stupid thing.]

Ivan time?

When I look blue with my eyes open, he grinds his teeth and looks at Storas.

[He is the one who follows the Creator. What's the problem with me helping him.... Argh!]

Even before Pur's words were finished, there was a fire in his body.

"Pur!"

I tried to catch him with a shout, but before that, it became ashes and disappeared.

When my face is freshened, fortunately the blue jewel of Etwal shines. It was like returning safely to Etwalo.

But there was no answer to the question whether it was okay. It's like we've lost communication.

[You should be punished for breaking the law. He won't be able to communicate with you for a while.]

"What the hell does that mean? What's Ivan and what's the rule? Blue has never followed Ivan. What he's after is a warrior Tesla."

[That's ridiculous. Humans who have even erased their names because they have disobeyed God call him a warrior.]

"Are you saying that Ivan was a forgiving Tesla?"

He used to lift his eyebrows and sit on the couch. Silence has become a sufficient answer.

'It was Ivan. The warrior Tesla was Ivan!'

He was a priest of the devil, so he couldn't record his achievements. So I deleted Ivan's name and wrote it under the pseudonym Tesla.

Evil God's child's genealogy did not lead to Ivanteslana. Ivan (Tesla) was me.

'I don't understand why Duke Marche wanted to take Tesla's record so badly.'

The Duke of Marche somehow wanted to take possession of Tesla's records because they contained that one of Marche's householders helped Tesla.

In other words, Duke Marche helped evil.

Since the temple knew about this, it has been able to control the Duke of Marche.

Wait, what's the rule? The other demons didn't tell me this..... No, you didn't. '

I couldn't tell you.

Because it was being constrained like blue.

So how can Storas talk?

[On the subject of the servant of uncleanness...!]

Thinking of what Pur said, I approached Storas and said,

"Among the demons, there are those who follow the Devil and the Neriad. Those who follow evil are constrained. Because evil has been defeated by the god Neriad. Right?"

[You're smarter than I thought.]

It was strange, by the way.

I couldn't subjugate Pymon, but Blue could subjugate if I wanted to.

Because Fur is evil, and I am the child of evil. '

Demons who follow demons can be subjugated even if they don't want to.

People who can't see the devil stare at me with confused faces.

"Miss, is there something there?"

"…… yes."

"You have successfully summoned!"

When Seria speaks with a happy face, Trigon is also excited.

"If you do, ask for merit."

"I think it would be hard to get a merit. I can't do decentralization, and when you tell me everything like this, my wish is pretty hard."

[What a clever kid you are.]

Storas, you put your mouth up.

I sighed and asked.

"So what's your wish?"

As soon as I asked him, his body glowed red. He flew up and sat down on the window frame, being an owl.

"Clear all traces of that bitch who's going to tear and kill her."

Finally, the people who saw the devil changed their gaze with a puzzled expression.

'You're gonna rip that bitch to death?'

I asked him if he narrowed his glans.

"What's the trail?"

"Meria Pool."

[Maria Poole hasn't caught a clue yet?]

The Maria Poole I threatened Taylor with?

This is how it's intertwined?

"So the woman that Storas so grumbles about is the Virgin Mary?"

"These times are ridiculous. What do you call a goddess?"

"You're not a goddess?"

"She is the one whom God gave the light to make the world better. He's a pioneer. He's a fool for making grass out of the power of God."

Seria, who was listening to my conversation with Storas, said:

"Isn't Meria Pool a legendary herb? How did you……."

"I know where I am."

"Well, thank goodness."

"It's not a good thing……."

When I frowned, people opened their eyes and held my head.

'That's a grass that can make antibiotics!'

In the future, antibiotics will be a common medicine for anyone. It's not because it's an inexpensive medicine that is not medicinal, it's because it's good enough to be used very commonly.

In this age, people die of the cold. Because pneumonia spreads easily, antibiotics suppress secondary infections.

The reason for the deaths of the wounded is also largely due to secondary infections.

Drugs that are effective in the inhibition of secondary infections as well as in bacterial diseases.

Medicine is something that is valuable enough that one can divide before and after the invention of an antibiotic.

Seeing me groaning, the Chairman asked, noticing that Meria Pool was very important.

"First, ask Yi Yi. If the power is useless, you don't even have to put that demon's wishes on the scale."

That's right, yeah!

When I look at Storas, he shines again and turns into a handsome accessory with a brilliant line and sits on a window frame.

He pulls his tail slowly.

"I know all the knowledge you need. Some very special things Pymon doesn't know."

"Something special?"

"I'll tell you about the gems that can summon demons and their abilities."

"No wonder the Temple was securing the Devil's Passage first....."

"It is my power."

I glanced back at people.

"Shouldn't we have antibiotics? Survive by will, humanity."

"Antibiotics..... I don't know what Jay is, but isn't it a very important medicine for humanity?"

"But I need that talent!"

As I squirmed my lips out like a child, people looked ridiculous.

* * *

After returning to the mansion, I pondered over the temples with both my hands.

'Eliminating Maria Grass is possible now. But if you get rid of it, there's a precious antibiotic.....'

It seemed like LeBlaine and the current LeBlaine were fighting for the first life with the Angel Ring in their heads.

How many people would die without antibiotics. Think of them.

There are treatments that have similar effects, even without antibiotics. You just need to be purified by the Shrine.

Do you know how much it costs to be cleansed by a newcomer? Ordinary people won't get cleansed once they make a lifetime. Without antibiotics, they'll die without a hand.

What does anybody care? Your family, your friends, they can be cleansed by the Shrine.

"What is it, kid? Why are you doing that?"

I heard Ishak's voice as I was pondering intensely.

I sigh and rub my cheeks on my desk.

"I have something to think about……. But Ishak, why are you wearing a suit?"

"I'm not going to the hospital."

"Ishak is going to get sick?"

You're not going to kill him?

When I opened my eyes slowly, Ishak said, "Somehow the child's eyes feel bad....." I made an impression.

He tugged his elbow, and lightly slapped Henri said.

"Marquis Shuhail is dying."

"Marquis Schuheil, who was Duke Marche's sniper? Ishak's friend Edgar's father?"

Ishak said, "Not a friend." I said, but Henri nodded.

"In the aftermath of the torture, he said he had to cut off his leg."

"Haven't you been purified by the divine?"

"It looks like it even though I got it."

Ishak shrugs.

I held my chin and murmured.

"..... the purification didn't work."

"Maybe so……."

Henri increases his horsepower.

"Or?"

"It could be a shrine tail-cut. Marquis Schuheil would have summoned a high priest by now, but there's no way purification didn't work."

"You must have sinned of the temple's filthiness under Duke Marche. Edgar will be upset.... Anyway, goodbye."

Ishaq leans his head.

"Kid, you should go, too."

"Why would I?"

"Marquis's invitation. If there's a child of God's Blessed Destiny by my husband's side, he'll want to catch a Jeep."

Marquis Shuhail's death was on me.

Duke Marche targeted Dubled and identified John as the culprit in the Noble Raid.

I have sinned against Marquis Shuhail to save John.

Since he was one of the people who falsely accused John, he took revenge.

'By the way, when you call me, I can see that everyone is really dying....'

Henri covered my shoulder with a coat and said,

"Marquis Schhayle has a group of our peers, princesses. Masks will help you build connections."

"Yes? Then let's go...."

I nodded and followed them.

Marquis Shuhail was a more spectacular place than I thought. He was considered a reject, except for his father and Duke Marche.

When I entered the reception room, as Henri had said, there was a gathering of young princesses and princesses.

'Awesome……. There was a reason Henri wanted to come.'

Marquis Herrington's eldest son.

The only son of Count Tenedomor.

Marathon's youngest son.

And the youngest cardinal candidate.

'Did you send someone from the temple?'

The brilliant furry boys looked at me with sharp eyes.