The Baby Raising A Devil's
Chapter 6

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I silently looked around and glanced around. People's eyes were trembling in fear.

"Are you going forward to defend me?"

I'm shy.... Cheerful words had just come out from the mouth of a heartless person.

‘Actually I just want to hit Marco.’

Marco rubbed his dry eyelids, then snorted.

"No way! Why would I say that? That's lies....!!"

"Enough."

His low voice got stuck in my earlobe. That's Duke Dubbede's voice.

When Duke's gaze turned to Marco, Marco shrugged and Duke opened his mouth again.

"He's a child under my protection," The murmuring voice was terrifying.

Marco flinched without realizing it, forgetting to make excuses and gulping down dry saliva. Baron Jude then approached, saying, "Wait, Mister."

"It's not fair. Don't you think so? My son won't call you that...!"

Duke Dubbede approached Marco. A hand gripped Marco's chin.

"Your father said so, I'll give you a chance."

"What...?"

"Prove that what you say is true, even if your tongue is tied and your eyes are dug out."

"........"

"Of course, when you can't prove it, it won't end with just you."

There's no way he can prove it.

‘You told him to die.’

Marco became blue and stiffened, and Duke's gaze sank deeper and deeper.

"I'll ask again. Are my son's words wrong or right?"

"........"

The pressure that Duke exerted was not something an ordinary child could handle.

Marco's hand trembled like an aspen tree. His trousers were wet, and a yellow liquid ran along the ankles.

"Be.... Right."." Right."

In the end, Marco said.

Baron Jude's face turned blue. His son admitted so, he could no longer even make excuses.

The baron fell down and bowed.

"Ma, I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I have sinned and deserve to die."

When the Duke released his hand, Marco, who had lost all his strength, sat on the floor.

"Get them out."

The soldiers commanded by the Duke charged in.

Meanwhile, Baron Jude and Marco shouted, "I'm sorry... Your Majesty!"

But Duke's expression wasn't very good.

The duke had remembered their faces well, so it might be difficult for them to live in the empire.

As I watched them drag Marco and his father, the followers gathered around me with a new look on their faces.

"How awesome."

"It's great to see this boy standing tall against a boy bigger than him."

"By calmly explaining the situation, it's great."

The followers poured their compliments on me.

It seems the misunderstanding that 'I stormed Marco, who dared call Dubbede a dumpster' has not been resolved.

My conscience pierced me, but I decided to think positively.

The person gathered here was the Duke's closest ally. And the Duke is on my side.

I glanced at Duke. He looked at me a little better than usual.

I felt relieved and sighed involuntarily, then one of the followers reached out.

"Are you tired? Sure oes. Now, here. I'll take you to your room."

Followers who say that, have an excellent face look.

‘This is the first time I've seen you...’.

I reflexively stepped back with alert eyes and the other followers burst into laughter.

"Based on this guy. You never heard of it? She's very shy of grown men. She must be scared because you're big."

"But he's okay with Duke?"

"Well, it's okay if the kid likes you."

"He always smiles at Duke."

Duke's eyes were on me. I laughed because our eyes met.

It's like walking backwards without showing your back when you encounter a savage beast.

I'm not going to incite you. Don't attack me.

I mean-

The followers gave a big smile.

"The baby likes it a lot, don't you think?"

"So so..."

"The last time I heard about the Church, she was always sitting on her lap."

‘What...’

"You must be happy to be loved by that child."

"It's normal."

The mouth of the Duke, who said those words, somehow looked arrogant.

‘I said, let's have a good relationship, but you sell expensive.’

I felt depressed because of my poor judgment.

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Are they saying that after hard times, good things will come?

When I met Marco, I had bad memories of it, but good things happened afterwards.

‘Because they started liking me.’

They seem very proud of me running towards a big man with a small body to defend Dubbede.

And when I catch the attention of people who have a strong influence, there's a tremendous change. Even administrators and managerial employees started to notice me.

At first, I used everything given by the employees to taste.

After all I will be returned to the capital soon, so there is no reason to buy 'my belongings.'

But when I got the attention of the management staff and the administration officers, I was able to purchase some items for myself.

I was so happy to go out to the store with Lea and the other waiters.

Dubblede shopping district is a paradise. Can't compare to what Vallua has.

‘There is a toy store.’

This was much more luxurious than the toys in other stores that noble children were looking for.

The children hugged their toys one by one and left the store.

A five or six year old little girl wearing a big hat was hugging a doll that looked very soft.

‘Oh yes. They release the doll now.’

It's a doll in various animal forms, and when you hold it tight, it will say, "I like you."

Suddenly the first life came to my mind. That doll was the first and last thing I ever asked Duke Amity for.

"Dad, I want that doll." (Dad, I want the doll.)

Duke Amity, who was clasping his trousers, said firmly.

"Leblaine, if you donate money and don't buy the doll, you can save a lot of hungry people. Do you still want it?"

"No...."

"Great. You will gain compassion and reward instead of a puppet. "

The Duke smiled as he said so. I liked her smile so much that I never forced her again.

‘But I really want it...’.

Eighteen-year-old Mina received the doll as a gift from her.

Duke, seeing Mina hug the doll and look like a child, smiled brighter.

‘No, don't think about it.’

"Little lady"

"Yes." Yeah."

"How about we buy a toy?"

I think they think I want toys.

‘Lea very sweet...’.

"You can choose anything."

‘Anything?’

When my eyes became bright, the servants recommended toys.

"How about a puzzle game?"

"Don't you think the block game would also be fun?"

‘Toys...’.

Looks like my boy's brain is screaming, "buy it!" But I close my eyes tightly.

I tried hard to look away and point to other products. That's a red carnation corsage.

"But it's not a toy."

When Lea looked at me with an inquisitive look, I replied with my fingers twitching.

"The kids in the foster care department told me to give it to the people they like." (Children at the foster home told me to give it to someone they liked.)

"Oh, that's right. It's Thanksgiving soon."

In Wigentra, it is common for children to give carnations to their parents on Thanksgiving Day.

"And I will also give this to adults as a gift..."

‘To Lea.’

Originally, I would have given it to Duke, but I could think of what he would say later, "That's not worth it," and decided to stop.

‘You couldn't be more annoying and hateful like now, right Duke?’

Instead, I'll give it to Lea, the best woman in the world.

Lea, who knew nothing, smiled innocently.

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Duke and the followers moved to the meeting room to discuss the issue of jurisdiction.

While walking down the hall, the followers chatted lightly.

"Oh, that's a carnation corsage. Did you get one from your daughter?"

The follower who wore a red corsage, puffed out his chest triumphantly.

"Yes. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving."

"I'm proud of you."

Followers, who were looking for an opportunity to show off, bragged about it.

"When my daughter gave me this corsage, I thought this was the happiness of life."

He laughed as the other followers shook their heads.

"There is nothing happier than having children."

"Yes. What is the use of honor and wealth?"

"That's right. What do you get when you accumulate wealth in the warehouse? If you don't feel that happiness."

"You're right. Getting carnations is the ultimate happiness."

Then another follower asked the Duke.

"Your Majesty will also accept carnations. I'm sure you felt happiness then."

"I don't know."

"What?"

"none. Never had carnations."

In an instant, the place turned cold as if someone was pouring cold water over them.

The followers swallowed dry saliva as they watched Dubblede, who said, "I have three sons, but I have never had carnations."

The Duke and his three children were handsome and talented enough to be mentioned repeatedly, but they were cold-hearted and indifferent.

From the beginning, this was not a relationship that wanted affection for each other.

"No, that's. boys aren't usually careful enough. There's a lot like just saying thank you for raising me."

"I've never heard of anything like that."

"......"

Then the other followers went to great lengths to correct this conversation.

"What is the importance of words or carnations? On Thanksgiving, hugging each other is enough."

"......"

The Duke did not answer.

The followers gulped dry.

The more they opened their mouths, the more they felt like they were falling into a landmine.

The duke moved his brows as he looked at the pale-looking followers.

The followers desperately rolled their eyes to find a way out with a whitened face.

Then they saw Leblaine and the servants coming from the opposite side. He might have just come home because he was wearing clothes to get out of the house.

And saw. Carnations in Leblaine's hands!

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