The Baby Raising A Devil

Marquis Shuhail twitched. As he lengthens his bloody axes several times, LeBlaine hurriedly turns his head to the horoscope.

'It's a big deal.'

Trigon, who was watching the horoscope, asked evil of him.

It's blood. I've never heard of this situation.

'Something went wrong.'

Even Taylor Dubled, the genius of tax evasion, did not have enough clinical trials after developing the drug.

'Things are going well, damn it. I was in such a hurry!'

Trigon hastily stopped the shipment. The horoscope turns black, and the energy bursts out all over the annex.

"What's going on! Check the horoscope!"

"A horoscope? Have you seen this man? We need to send someone to the Marquis right away! Dubled Younger killed Marquis!"

Screaming and screaming were okay in the annex room.

Shuhail's wizards, nobles, and goddesses shouted in a loud voice.

"That's what I said. You should have seen the essence before you were blind to the title of the child of destiny! I didn't say nine-year-old girl who likes to stand out!"

"I left Marquis' life in the hands of a nine-year-old, who had no blood on his head. Is this what you did?"

"More than that, doctor! No, the Shrine...!"

"Marquis, what are you doing!"

As the marquise's wife shrivels and shook her feet, Edgar shouts out in a vicious voice.

"Send someone right now!"

Employers and doctors in Shuhail rushed to the Marquis' room where the healing was underway.

I just jumped into the door, and someone blocked my eyes. It was Taylor Dubled.

"The child of destiny is healing the Marquis."

"I saw a problem through the horoscope!"

"It's a healing process."

After a while, the aristocrats came.

The aristocrats who were intertwined with Shuhail, who simply did not win the curiosity, who wished for the fall of Dubled.

The eyes of the crowd were filled with mistrust towards LeBlaine.

"Get out of the way!"

The nobles rebuked Taylor with a hateful expression.

"Duke Dubled gave me the cure of a nine-year-old with what he thought!"

"It's obvious. This time, I would have wanted to acknowledge that my daughter has divine power."

"Even the seeds of Dublin, who are blind to Amman's greed, should not be fooled with human lives. It's terrible. It's terrible."

The marquise's wife came running late in the morning with a fluttering body.

"What happened to my husband……?"

Then Schuheil's wives quadrupled and drove the marquis away.

"This is all because of the weakness of the Marquis, who leaned on the name of the fateful child. Marquis's foolishness killed Gaju!"

"I…… I……."

The Marquis's wife bites the sweet flesh in her mouth with a blue face.

Edgar yells at Gazin, who sees his mother twisting her mouth without even saying a word.

"Don't hold your mother accountable! Having the help of a child of destiny is something we all agree on!"

"Even though the Lord has become this territory, can you not escape the skirt of the Marquis? Be Aware as a Successor!"

In front of the Marquis's room, there was an uproar.

The marquise, holding her cheeky toes tightly, quietly approached the visit.

Knock, knock.

She opens her mouth after a few knocks.

"Can I continue to believe in my spirituality?"

[…….]

The answer didn't come back. The marquise's wife swallowed the dried saliva.

No matter how fateful the child was, he did not fully trust a child who was only nine years old.

I was desperate enough to lean on that child.

He was young, and he didn't have the strength to protect him.

My husband was a suspicious man. Power only monopolized itself and allowed no one to stand by it.

That meant there was nothing to protect her hat after her husband's death.

The end of life, devoted to the family like a household, was a feeble mother who had no power to protect her son.

The psychics tried to plunder Hositam's husband's power, and she needed time.

My husband must live one more day. Let your son grow up one more year.

All she could do was lean on the invisible god.

At that time, a small voice was heard through the door.

[Marquis, if you believe me.....]

"……."

[Believe me, I will repay you for your faith. in any way.]

"……."

A laughter burst out around me.

"Pull out the Dublin Red Favor now!"

"Gaju's life is at stake."

"Madame Marquis."

"... Stop!!"

The marquise's wife is old.

Surprised by the cries of a woman who had been weak, the people looked at her with their eyes open.

The marquise's wife looked around with her back for a visit.

"Please return to the annex."

"Foolish idea……!"

"I have chosen the spirit. I'm responsible."

"……."

"I am the owner of the main house where the Lord is not. Follow the order of the Bonga."

The wives murmured to say "Moore," but the marquis said in a low voice.

"Say one more word. I'll tell you how far a mother with a cub on a cliff can go."

In the eyes of Marquis Sussex Furan, Schuheil's witches did not let anyone out.

Edgar said, "Mother....." I grabbed her hand.

Immediately after his father fell, the heat was in his hands all the time. There was no shaking.

The gazelles turned their backs, and the nobles who watched the situation either picked up the communication stone or summoned the audience.

"Stop doing business with Shuhail."

"Recover the investment you put in Dublin Red."

"I need to see Duke Marche right now. Now that we're in the flow, let's get the Dubled out of the Islands."

There was previously no tension in the Islands.

* * *

I left the Marquis's room with a tired face.

When I left the room, there was no one, because the Marquis' wife was keeping a firm watch on the visit.

"What happened?"

"……."

As I nodded with a dead face, Marquis and Edgar ran into the room with a white-faced face.

At the end of the hallway, people barked. He who scoffed them out was a familiar face.

It was the Chairman, Henri, and Ishak.

Henri and Ishaq hastily dragged me out of the mansion, stopping others from coming to me.

Dubled wagons were waiting right in front of Schuhale's innards.

First the Chairman and Taylor sit down, then Henri and Ishak take me on a ride.

"Let's hurry back to the mansion. My father's waiting."

"Yes……."

"You're still young. No matter what you do wrong, we are responsible."

Henri's expression hardened infrequently. Ishak smiles and knocks on my back.

"I asked you to prepare a bunch of snacks. Eat and sleep well. You can forget the same day as today!"

Ishak held my hand tightly and spoke.

"Kid, you're not bad. Those who have created a situation where they have no choice but to lean on a child are bad."

And the door was closed.

The chairman, who was in the wagon one step ahead of me, asked.

"What happened?"

I said with a smile.

"Great."

Henri and Ishak, the chairman, looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"What?"

"What?"

"Yes?"

I saw the joggers gathered outside the window and quickly closed the curtain and said, "Shh!" Shh! "he pressed his mouth with his index finger.

"People listen. If we have to pretend to be more serious, the rumors won't spread."

The Chairman asked with an absurd expression.

"So this is....."

"Bad rumors are faster than good rumors, aren't they? When you all think of the worst, Marquis Bam! Open your eyes. Others will think of me in the worst of circumstances."

"Huh...."

The Chairman placed his forehead in a stalemate.

"It was all a show?"

"Choreography. Choreography."

"Do you know how surprised I am!"

The Chairman shrugs.

"But this way I won't be called around. Think about it. I've accomplished a miracle I can't temple. Dead people are all over the earth, right? Then they won't all be looking for me."

"So?"

"So this is it. I was right to do miracles, but people only look at the blood and misunderstand me and curse me. What happens then? I, a poor child, can't heal because of the trauma caused by my family's humiliation."

"How the hell did you think that.... Did you say anything?"

"It was something I didn't think of. Only then did you say," I can do it. "But now that you're embarrassed, you think you can make things go back pretty fun?"

I am not a child of real healing fate.

There is no such thing as the power to really save people like Mina.

And Taylor's medication was not a panacea.

When I'm called around in this situation, it starts to sound like someday I don't really have the healing power.

I'm crazy about the idea of putting a safety pin in it.

"I can also give them a flat nose to piss off at this opportunity. Look, it's been a long time."

Then Ishaq said to Henri with a frozen face.

".... Was the kid a genius?"

"Didn't you know?"

Henri grins and strokes my head.

I shook my feet with a pleasant expression, stroked by Henri.

'Now, cheer up, you tachyons.'

Thinking.

* * *

The Pope's office.

The Cardinals, gathered in haste, sat around the table and shouted loudly.

"Here comes the chance! Now we have a chance to get our destiny child!"

I didn't even know I was caught by a fishing rod in LeBlaine, and the fish were enjoying themselves.