The Baby Raising A Devil's
Chapter 45

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Viscount Roman secretly called out to the followers.

"We must take down Theodore Dubblede, and kill the child of destiny for the sake of Dubbede's future!"

However, the Roman words did not appeal to the followers.

"Is that necessary?"

"What?"

"I'd rather see it as a good thing."

"The son of fate is a fake! Ordinary people!"

"Well, that's just a rumor."

A follower who said so, smiled and looked at others.

"Didn't you witness the kindness that our little miss did last time?"

"That's amazing."

"He is also certain to have increased his holy power. The church is very happy."

"In fact, it is very rare for people to increase their holy power."

The followers, who said that they would never acknowledge Leblaine as the Dubbede family, changed their minds, and all sorts of praise was given to her.

"Nobody is as beautiful and generous as her."

"No matter how small a child is, they can tell the difference between evil and good, it is clear that he is an angel who came down from heaven when he saved us, even though we did that."

"This man...!!! Control yourself. The little girl was not the child of fate, but the demon that had influenced the Duke!"

The other follower shouted, "Oho!"

"You talk too much!"

"Your life was saved by little lady, you should be grateful for a little!"

The followers teamed up and drove out Roman.

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After dinner, Duke called me to the office.

I stood in front of him and glanced at the Duke.

"Grou."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why didn't you give me a flower ring?"

"What?"

As I looked at him, he pointed to Henry and Isaac, who were smiling brightly.

They reached out and looked at her all day, saying, "Love flower language" and "Love Leblaine." and finally, it sounded all the way to Duke's ears.

I pointed at Duke's index finger.

"Dyuke, there's been a ring on board."

I said as I pointed to the stamp of Dubbede on her index finger. Immediately he took off the ring and threw it at Nos.

"No more rings."

Can he throw it away like that...?

It was an incredible sight because back then, Duke Vallua held a stamp like glorifying that thing.

'It's dark to find violets.'

I wondered what I should do and found the yellow tulip stuck in the vase.

I took her and made her a flower ring.

The tulip had a thick stem, so I couldn't tie it into a ring, so I turned it into a bracelet.

"Done."

After finishing the flower bracelet and putting a stamp on Nos' hand, I sighed.

Duke glanced gently at the flower bracelet I made.

'What if he doesn't like it after wearing it?'

I didn't know that the flower ring was made of small flowers, but that big bracelet seemed a bit annoying.

The Duke looked at the two brothers. Then he lifted his arm.

"My tree is bigger."

'Huh!'

"It's twice as big as yours."

'Stop!'

"Isn't I prettier?"

'Stop that mouth!'

I feel ashamed of it.

I panicked and looked at Henry, Isaac, and the others

Lea and the servants were envious, squeezing the broom in their hands, and Isaac was angry.

"But I'm the first to."

As the boy spoke, the corner of Duke's mouth lifted. Isaac was angry and did not know what to do.

But Henry was silent.

'As expected, Henry is the only normal person here.'

Unfortunately, Henry smiled brightly and looked at Duke.

"Yellow flowers mean wasted love."

".... What's?"

"While the violet violet violet language is love."

Henry stared at the ring gently, and the Duke hardened.

Then Isaac smiled, alternately looking at his purple flower ring and the yellow flower bracelet in Duke's hand.

"Aha, love for nothing."

After the Duke looked at her with a cold gaze, I tried hard to calm her down.

"Bwaine doesn't understand the language of flowers."

"....."

"I'm going to get a flower ring tomorrow. Duwa's ring!"

Duke's expression softened only after I promised to make it in half.

I sat on Duke's lap and sighed.

Bizarrely.

Why do I feel like I'm raising a child?

Duke gave me a glass of orange juice.

"Drink."

He said in a friendly voice.

When I drank the juice, Duke fixed my messy hair.

"Are you sick? You're sweating."

"No."

It's because I've been trying to keep Boone all this time.

The first time Boone showed up, I thought it would be difficult, but it was quite bearable because there was Etwal around my neck.

"Your Majesty!" Viscount Dubos rushed into the room.

"What's the problem?"

"Then what's the problem?"

"The volcano erupted and buried the mine with lava."

Viscount Dubos continued with a frown.

"Now this... We're at war with the Kingdom of Kruger, and if we don't get Spinel, we won't win."

Kruger is a country famous for its powerful wizarding army.

Since the magician protects the Kruger knight from behind, the opponent must use spinel (a stone containing sacred power) to build a defensive line.

'This is what happened this year.'

But why is Dubbede preparing for battle with Kruger?

It should have been Duke Amity who entered this battle.

'Did they surrender in battle because they didn't have enough Spinels?'

The spinel mine did not recover.

Since then, the price of Spinel has soared.

Even if it was expensive, it would somehow be obtained with Dubbede's funds, but the problem was that they would not be able to get enough to give to everyone in battle.

'After the Spinel mine, the church supplies the most spinels.'

The church must have sent spinels to Duke Amity to keep Dubbede under control.

Duke called out to the followers at once.

...***...

Followers shared their opinions for hours, but there was only one answer.

To get help from the church that supplies the most spinels besides the spinel mines.

Viscount Dubos made contact with the church.

I glanced from the Duke's lap towards the followers who were waiting for the conversation with the church.

A familiar voice came from a magic stone that was connected by the witches. Adolf had a bad relationship with the Dubbede family.

[I'm sorry about the situation in Dubbede, but we're also in trouble because of the poor quality of the goods and the high demand for Spinel.]

On the surface, he seemed to feel guilty, yet he could not hide the ridicule from his eyes.

Viscount Dubos tried to contain his anger.

"His Majesty the Emperor himself has issued a war decree for Dubbede. Without Spinel, this war would kill all our soldiers."

[If you really want it, there seems to be no other way.]

"What's that?"

Viscount Dubos' face brightened.

[If His Holiness asks the Pope directly, how does the Most Merciful refuse that request?]

"What?"

The followers harden.

I looked towards Adolf, who was just smiling gracefully.

'Adolf was always a jerk.'

He considers Dubbede, who is unlike any other family who is not afraid of the church, to be like a thorn.

Deliberately sending him out to negotiate with the church maybe they tried to arrest the Dubbede leader.

He doesn't want to give us spinels, so stop.

The Duke looked at him, and knocked on the table slowly.

"No."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Mother Leblaine. It's too much for a child to hear about this conversation."

I quickly left the room.

"I'll go alone, Nyos, Dyuke."

I sent Nos back to the meeting room and walked alone in the hall to return to the room.

'It's weird.'

[What's up, son?]

'I feel like I'm forgetting something.'

I think I've heard something about Spinel.

'No matter how much I think about it, I can't remember it. What're those?'

That's when I turned the corner while worrying about it.

Bruk!

I hit someone.

While sitting, I rubbed my forehead and raised my head.

"Are you okay?"

When I saw the man who hit me, I opened my eyes wide.

Although he was old, he had broad shoulders and a smooth wrinkled face.

When he was young, he was probably a man who had many admirers.

'He must be the chairman of the board.'

As he shrugged his shoulders, the chief said.

"You must be surprised."

"......"

"Come, I'll lift you up."

He lifted me up and looked at me.

His eyes were sharp, as if he was looking inside.

Since he was a strong man who was not friendly to me, I felt very tense.

I looked at him slowly.

"You're as pretty as I hear you."

"Thank you?"

When I asked if I should say thank you, the chief's eyebrows shot up.

"Mr Noanoke!"

A familiar voice came from far away.

It was Roman, the elder who tried to expel me by influencing the followers.

He frowned when he saw me.

"What are you doing here? And what kind of trick are you trying to do...!"

"Stop." Hearing the chief's words, Roman clicked his tongue.

"Let's go. The followers are gathering to handle the Spinel case."

As Roman spoke, the chairman looked at me and took a few steps.

Roman himself grumbled and followed him.

"What do children of destiny do here.  Ever since he came here, all sorts of misfortunes have started to arrive."

"If you make fun of him in the castle, your tongue will be pulled out."

I looked at the two and muttered, "Ah!" with a small voice.

'I remember.'

Where have I heard the story of Spinel!

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