The Baby Raising A Devil

Morning.

I woke up in bed rubbing my sleepy eyes.

"Good night. Young lady?"

"Hello."

When I waved my hand, the three maids brushed gently and brought washing water and clothes.

I washed my face in the wash water that Dalia had given me, and put on the clothes that Uni had given me, and sat in the chair, and was comfortably brushed by Linda.

Laura, Linda's cousin's sister, looks at my sister who is brushing her hair.

Dalia and UNIDO were particularly quiet today.

I squeeze my hand and look at Linda in the mirror.

To protect John, who was identified as a suspect in the Noble Incident the other day, I accused Marquis of using Linda who had a grudge against Marquis Schhayle.

Linda's one-year budget splash was Marquis Shuhail's, but I don't know the exact circumstances, but I think Linda, the most rational of my maids, has done such a tremendous job.

"Linda, there.... Marquis Schuheil...."

When I spoke in a dead voice, Linda showed me the ribbon in both hands.

"What color would you like today? Purple or pink? I recommend purple."

Sweet Linda told me in a cheerful voice to stop me from caring about Marquis Shuhail's work.

"…… I like purple too."

"Excellent choice."

Linda, who skillfully tied the ribbon, lowered the comb.

Then I rub my face on the back of my hand and speak in a loving voice as always.

"You're cute today, too. Ah, a hand like a maple leaf...."

"……."

When I stretch my eyebrows, she rubs my eyebrows with a smile.

"I'm fine."

"……."

"You have no idea how much consolation it feels to have me in your troubles for a while."

"……."

She shook my cheek and touched my horse with a prank.

"In the first place, I wouldn't have been able to hurt one of the latter's hair. Just because he was suffering, dying, she was very gracious to me."

"Linda....."

"If you feel sorry for me, be happy today, tomorrow, and tomorrow……. For us, that's the greatest joy."

Uni and Dalia looked at me and laughed.

'Oh, how lucky I am.'

I hold Linda's neck tight and rub her face on her cheek. Linda said, "Haaang……." Let's groan, Uni and Dalia. "Me too! Me too!"

'All I've been unlucky about so far is to meet these people.'

"I will. It's a secret, because Linda and I love Dalia and Uni the most!"

One day, when I was whispering to them, the maids laughed.

The maids used to trim my cloak and say, "Play hard today!" and cheered me up.

I grabbed Laura's hand and left the room.

Then I looked around and whispered to Laura.

"Why does Linda hate Marquis Schuhale?"

"That's....."

"Strange, no matter how you think. If Linda intercepted about a year's worth of money, what do you have to do with Marquis Schuhale? No matter how much Linda's in Dublin Red. But what's the reason you haven't been arrested?"

If my aunt had brought the three maids to the Islands, it would have been easy to contact them.

It's strange that Linda didn't do anything about it after she was falsely accused.

Laura laughed bitterly.

"They took it first. It's precious enough that I can't avenge my sister that only a few of that money was taken."

"Something precious?"

"…… My sister said that she was greatly comforted by you. I was able to raise a girl and give her what she couldn't do."

"……!"

"That's all I can tell you....."

Laura said, "Oh, I left the laundry!" I hurriedly went down to the first floor.

I twisted my mouth and looked back at my room where Linda was.

[Marquis and Marquis care terribly for their only child. He's not standing all the time after marriage, but he's just a son. If I had died, I would have stayed in that distant alteration until the Marquis gave birth and raised my heart to God.]

The Chairman's words came to mind.

'Then Edgar Schuheil....'

Oh, my God. What is this...?

When I shake my head, I hear the voice of withdrawal from Etwal.

[There's no last minute drama! It's love and war!]

"Shut up."

I stuffed Etwal in my pocket and thought,

'Then what can I do for Linda?'

North, who was just in the middle, said, "Lady!" And he called me.

"Good morning."

"Yes!"

"Good timing. A letter has arrived from Veronica in Valois. It is said that you have completed the ship's renovation."

Genius Mage of the Century!

After Veronica's departure, the ship's renovation was over in an instant when it took three or four months.

"That's great!"

"I'll be bringing the news to the goddess soon. And a message from Javelin in the Imperial Palace. The final snack test will be held in a few days."

Good timing.

I nod and reach out to North.

"I'll pass the Veronica report on to my dad."

"Yes."

He handed over the report gently, so I sang a nostril and went to my father's office.

When I entered the office, my father, who was with my three brothers, gave me a light hug and sat beside me.

"This is Veronica's report. And the final home in the Imperial Palace is about to begin."

Ishaq, who was shaking his chin, smiled.

"When did you become a butler?"

"From today!"

He grins bitterly and shakes my nose lightly.

"Where is this little housekeeper?"

Henri throws down his back, his hand.

"Touch again if you want to die. LeBlaine, good night."

"Yes."

I touched my nose and squirmed my lips at Ishaq, and after Henri, Ishaq, who was gripped by John, filled his teeth and tongue.

"You've got to be kidding."

John said, "It's no joke what the other person hates." I warned him coldly.

"I didn't really like it!"

Then Ishaq raised his conscientious face.

"I do."

I looked at Ishak with a grumpy face.

"So, can I ask you a favor?"

"..... Please?"

As he opened his eyes round, he smiled and said,

"All right, whatever."

"You promised? I've decided to listen to everything."

"Yes, I'll bet on the honor of the family."

"Then invite Confucius Schuhale. You two are friends, right?"

"What?!"

Ishak shouted, Henri, who was grinding fruit to me, stopped, and his father and John looked at me with their eyes wide open.

Ishak opens his eyes and grabs the corner of the sofa table with both hands.

"Why that son of a bitch!"

"Because I want to see it."

Linda killed her son.

I got up on the couch and I said, "Well, I'll ask you." I shook my hand with Falang Falang.

My back stings while I'm out of my dad's office.

* * *

One cool breeze blew in the office after LeBlaine left.

The Duke, who was holding his forehead with his big hand, looked back at the people in the parlour with a cold expression.

"What happened?"

"……."

The answers did not return to the sons who were hardened by their different faces.

The only one who goes unnoticed smiles and nods.

"You're old enough to do that. Edgar Schuheil, of course, is not very talented."

Then the deacons and administrators winked and looked at him.

'Don't! Don't tell me!'

"This is what I was trying to do because I was strangely involved in the last Virtual War and the treatment of Marquis Schuheil."

'Stop it!'

"I have some eyes. I've been in the brokerage business many times. In my eyes, the Lady and Confucius of Shuhail will be a real match."

'Shut up, man!'

The sinking gaze of the Duke and the three princes was directed at the sphincter unnoticed.

The duc said in a low, sunken voice.

"I didn't know there was such a great middleman under me."

"Haha! You're exaggerating. I just told you what I saw!"

"Who will tear the eyes of this excellent middleman? Don't ever talk like you see me again."

"…… Yes?"

As the Duke's gaze became bitter, the administrators and employees pulled him out of the office, holding his arms.

"Sir! Sir! I will never speak as I see it again! Sir! I don't think you two fit together at all!"

The office said, "Sir!" Only the voice that speaks echoes.

The Duke tugs, tugs, and lowers the couch armrests.

"Explain why my daughter wants to see Shuhail's man."

Ishaq said with a silent expression.

"Reasons don't matter. That son of a bitch is going to die today."

Ishaq roars with his sword in his hand.

"Son of a bitch! How dare you beat the kid out of my eyes?!"

Henri grabbed his shoulder.

"Calm down."

"Calm? Calm down?"

"Turning LeBlaine's mind back first. If he gets hurt or dies for no reason, it's hard to recover."

Ishaq is toothless, his tongue is full.

But my brother wasn't wrong. Suddenly, when Edgar Schuhale disappeared, the first suspect would be me.

"Dad, I hate you. '

"Hate."

I hate you! '

The angled voice of LeBlaine digs into the ear like a hallucination.

I can't hear the sound of mipping alone.

Ugh, the four men who took it grabbed his fist.

That afternoon.

Four men sat on the sofa in the parlour and approached LeBlaine, who was eating an ohm 뇸 ice cream.

"Kid."

"Huh?"

"I've been in touch, but the bird...... Edgar is busy and can't come to the mansion."

Speaking in the sweetest voice possible, LeBlaine opens his mouth and puts down the spoon.

"Ishaq. I thought, A brother who doesn't keep his promises isn't a cool brother."

LeBlaine looked at him and said,

"Isn't Ishak a wonderful brother?"

"I'm a wonderful brother!"

"All right, let's invite Edgar!"

As LeBlaine smiles, Issac stretches her shoulders with a shimmering expression.