That Day I Became A Daughter Of The Demon Lord
Episode 4
"My respect to you, ruler of the whole country."
Lilya bowed her body, looking downwards to humble herself before the ruler. Justright. Edgar is here. Lilya should have said it earlier so I wouldn't have met that psychopath here.
"What are you doing here?" Edgar's voice sounded cold, as if Lilya would become an ice stone if it lingered nearby.
"I am here to bring the princess to see the beautiful blossoming higanbana flower, my king. Babies also need warm sunshine in the morning for perfect growth. Therefore I took him to the garden while showing the beautiful higanbana flowers that are blooming."
Lilya explained it very well, but still...IT WAS A COLD MORNING!
"Ah, so."
He gave a short and very cold response. His eyes were looking straight at me, but it was so empty. I don't really understand what the devil's gaze really means. I don't know what's on his mind.
Edgar slowly approached, making my heart beat fast. Is this the end of my life? But the time of my death should be 9 years and 9 months. Oh God—AAAHHH!
"OEEEK!!!"
Ahh what is this? My head felt like it was being stung by high-voltage electricity right in the crown. The pain penetrated my brain and spread to every corner of my head. Ahh. Ahh why is it suddenly sick like this?!
"Lady princess? Why are you crying all of a sudden?" Lily looked a little surprised. Her hands moved to the right and left, swinging my tiny body while saying soothing words.
"That's noisy. Why is she crying?"
What the fuck is this guy? Are you bothered to hear the screams of pain of this adorable little creature? Then please get out of here!
"I don't know either, your majesty."
The wind again blew, making the blanket on my head shift from its position. Lilya quickly rearranged to have the blanket back in position. But the Lilya movement stopped. His face was shocked mixed with worry.
"Your highness.the princess just prayed."
Edgar looked ordinary, there was no significant change in his face. His feet stepped to get closer, his eyes focused on my head.
His right hand was raised, instantly a black flame enveloped his wrist up to his fingers. His mouth moved, casting spells I did not understand. His hands slowly approached, so I could feel the temperature near me starting to warm. God, is he gonna burn me alive? Ohh no, don't do that, I'm still three months old!!!
My crying has completely stopped. The pain I felt had also completely disappeared. Edgar's hand was raised, letting Lilya stroke him while giving me a warm smile.
"The princess is the devil, the princess is forbidden to pray to God."
Ahh, that's the problem.
Lilya continued, "When the princess prays, there will be a great pain in the head of the princess, even burns will form there."
Ahh really? So my head now has a scar? Is that ugly?
"Fortunately the noble one is here. Princess is okay now. The scar is no longer there."
Also true. He treated my pain. But..why? Wasn't he a heartless demon who let me live only to be killed when he needed additional strength? Isn't he the psychopath who killed his own family mercilessly? Even he killed the woman he was pregnant with the baby in the womb of the woman?
Wasn't it Edgar the last boss of the Underworld game who loved to torture his only daughter, Felicia, and drink her blood to gain extra power?
He should have killed me mercilessly instead of saving me. What happened to this game? Has God changed the story of this game?
"Why are you lecturing the baby? You think he understands what you're saying?"
Lilya looked at Edgar while smiling warmly, then explained. "Your majesty, babies can understand human speech. They just can't answer it well. Frequently talking to her, lecturing her, and telling her fairy tales will make her brain develop properly."
Edgar seemed to be listening seriously. "Oh, so."
Now his eyes are focused on me. His gaze remained cold, not implying any taste. I don't understand that look. But the smile on Lilya's face seemed to imply something. He understood what was on Edgar's mind.
"What does your highness want to try holding Princess Felice?"
Hey!!! You want me dead?!
Edgar's hand slowly moved, leading me to his sling. It felt uncomfortable for a moment. This may be the first time she's held a baby. But..this aroma? A very calming aroma. It felt much more comfortable than the sling of Lilya and Lexy. Is this what it feels like to be carried by a father?