The Baby Raising A Devil's
Chapter 57

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If Dubbede and Adrian meet, they will naturally become enemies. I made a mistake and used the name Isaac.

Isaac read the letter.

"Waiting for a chance to meet again, huh?"

I jumped up and said, 'I,

"Umm, you might have sent it wrong! More than that, eat the cake. Sick."

And then I brought the cake closer to Isaac's mouth and tried to take the letter.

Henry suddenly made a sound with narrowed eyes,

"In this castle, Leblaine is the only girl who can wear those shoes."

Then Isaac's expression changed drastically. Dad said,

"Which bastard?"

"Paste tracking magic, Dad."

"Dad, I'll lead."

...Since when do they get along?

I try to pretend to be sick. "Ouch..."

As I put my hands on my stomach and groaned, people ran quickly towards me.

"Are you okay?"

"What's going on!"

"Blaine."

Pretending to be sick is embarrassing, but it's the best way.

I pretended to be sick. "A stomach is atit..." I murmured as my father carried me.

"Doctor!"

And he took me to the medical center.

The forgotten letter was left in the garden, and I gestured to Lea with a gesture of my hand.

'That one! Mine!'

The faithful Leah looked around and slipped the letter into her apron.

...***...

My stomach ache was well resolved and the letter was soon forgotten.

Lea, who brought me a letter, looked at me and began interrogating me.

"When I'm at church, I get a friend! I want to write him a letter."

As I made excuses, the good Lea gave me a letter without asking further.

After Lea came out, I sighed and touched the paper

I could imagine father and brother would instantly kill him even though they knew he was a prince.

'However, I'm glad Dubbede and Adrian didn't meet.'

Both are enemies in the future.

People say, if one of them dies, the other one dies too.

In fact, Dubblede faces a major crisis when Adrian is on the verge of dying from Dubblede's ruse.

I opened the letter.

It contained only one line that Isaac had read. It's not even written what the name of the sender of the letter is.

Just looking at this, I could tell Adrian's mind was writing this letter.

Adrian knows me as a witch. And if he's smart, he knows how dangerous it is to call me.

It was clear how many Royal families did not like being in contact with Magicians.

'Hoes.he saw my shoes.'

Shoes for noble children are very good quality. I don't come out often so my shoes are much simpler than the shoes of other noble children, and there are no embellishments, but they are made for noble children, so they won't wear out even if I use them a few times.

On that day, I was walking to the mountain, so my shoes were not good when I met Adrian.

I smiled and hid the letter in an invisible place.

I retaliated.

'It's a pity we can't meet now.'

Because of Adrian's situation, I couldn't easily meet him.

If she's involved with me, little miss Dubbede and destiny's son, the Queen Mother will be more strict with her

If he's involved in the fight for the throne, I can't guarantee Dubbede's future.

But I'm worried about him.

The sight of him sitting in a large room alone, holding onto objects that had lost their power, continued to be in my memory.

I wrote a reply by tearing the paper.

[Thank you for the gift. The shoes are beautiful and the flowers are too. I will think of you while looking at the gift you sent me. I exchange letters often!]

After I finished writing, I closed the letter and asked the chairman to deliver it to the church where Adrian was.

In the afternoon, Dad came to see me.

"How's your stomach?"

"It's better."

Father gently rubbed my stomach with his hands, pulled the chair near the bed and sat down.

"Blaine, I formally express my desire to educate you in the church. What say?"

He must be in a hurry to get rid of the Queen Mother.

"Dubblede has many enemies. You'll be in danger as long as you're here. If you're in church, you don't need to be criticized for being in a den of criminals."

"......"

"In return Dubbede could also get support from the Queen Mother. You can develop your holy power earnestly. That's good for your future, too."

"... You want me to go to church?"

Dad smiled thinly.

"You'd be surprised to know what you and I have done to keep you out of the church."

"Because you deserve to be in the light."

Dubbede does not assess the applicant's status and their identity in exams for administrators or employees. Of course, a criminal can enter the castle.

And to make the family prosperous, Duke Dubbede did everything.

People in the country refer to Dubbede as a hotbed of criminals.

But you protected me from the church.

The real Theodore Dubbede would not do such a thing, so I was a little surprised.

I leaned my head into my father's big hand.

"I'm happy here."

"....."

"I like my father, brother, and oang-oyang in Dubeldi. I don't want to go."

Dad stroked my hair and smiled thinly.

"You remind me when I thought I'd be a good father."

Looking at her warm eyes, I was surprised.

'I'll stay here with my family.'

To achieve my goal and be safe.

So I have to get ready to face the world.

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Time passes very quickly.

Five years have passed, now I am nine.

One fine morning.

Sitting in a chair, I looked in the mirror with my hair in Lea's hands.

My fingers that were once short grew longer, and my hair that had once only reached my shoulders now touched the back.

"Do you want to tie your hair?"

"Well, I want a ribbon."

Even my bad pronunciation is gone!

With the great effort of pronunciation practice, I can now speak without bad pronunciation.

I covered my mouth with both hands as I held back my laughter and straightened my back.

The servants laughed and carried ribbons.

"You're so pretty today."

"Miss Blaine, you're nine now, you're an adult."

The servants smiled as they spoke.

I'm nine years old now. A grown girl.

How hard have I been in the last 5 years? Because of living as a beggar, I had almost forgotten the ethics of nobles, so I had to endure a terrible training.

'The hardest thing is to practice my holy power...'

This was the first time I actually practiced magic.

Since I couldn't get the priest's help, the witches in Dubbede helped me practice every day, read books about sacred power, and taught me.

However, the witches were unable to comprehend the divine power completely and sometimes my magic failed and my knees were scratched.

Every time that happened, my father and brother were furious.

Every day I had to comfort my father and two older brothers, who tried to strangle the witch's neck, by saying, "Blaine would be sad every day if the witch left."

Recalling the past, I lowered my shoulders with a sad expression.

That's when.

"Mr Duke is back!"

A bright voice came from the butler. I got off the chair and left.

The servants followed me.

As I headed towards the gate, I saw the Dubbede Knights who had returned from the victory march.

On the front line, I saw a man riding a dark horse.

The armor that supported his sturdy body and the luxurious fur robe on his shoulders.

His handsome face stood out more than his beautiful clothes.

"Dad!"

Starting with the battle against the Kruger Kingdom, he was my father who conquered eleven kingdoms.

Last year, the empire sought the support of my father, who conquered the Kingdom of Kruger in just eight months.

And after a year. The enemy surrendered with a white flag and prostrated under Dubbede's feet.

"Belk!"

"Girlaine!"

My two brothers who fought together with my father jumped off the horse and ran towards me. I also ran quickly towards them.

Not for those who run towards me with open arms, but into loot boxes.

I ran without hesitation, put my hand in and searched inside the box.

After hearing their victory, I waited for this day to come.

Did they bring him?

I finally found her after desperately searching for her.

The cotton bag I want.

'Hore!'

At that moment I hugged the bag. Somehow the temperature here seems to be dropping.

"A year we haven't seen you,..."

I could see both of my brothers looking at me with grim expressions.

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