The Baby Raising A Devil's
Chapter 63

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‘I need to find out if the church sells it to anyone other than the Queen Mother.’

I followed him who left the hall to take medicine.

As I approached the Queen Mother who had just walked out of the door, she asked me,

"Why aren't you in the hall?"

"I want to be with you. I was scared because there were so many people in the hall."

Few people hate children who follow them.

The Queen Mother laughed as she watched me painstakingly follow her, like chicks chasing their mother.

‘Suri's mom didn't think I was so special when I was a kid. I think I did well this time.’

But then, then,

"Your Majesty."

A familiar voice flowed into my ears. I looked back in wonder.

‘Prime Adolf.’

Five years ago, he was the one who pressured Dubbede with spinel and constantly tortured me in my first life,

“Why don't you hang yourself when you're declared a fake? Don't you see how damaged the reputation of the church is because of you?”

The Queen Mother looked pleased, but immediately glanced at me and said,

"What are you doing here? Dubbede would be mad if they saw you."

"I brought more medicine. I'm afraid your medicine isn't enough."

"Yes, the stock is almost gone because I drink it every day and night."

As the Queen Mother laughed, the priest gave the box containing the medicine bottle to his servant.

The Empress pushed a little bit on my back. "This is the child of destiny. He's growing up a lot, isn't he?"

The one who said earlier that he would not call the priest to the palace when I came, received a box of medicine, then that person introduced me to the priest.

The Queen Mother was indeed this kind of person. He would immediately switch sides if someone gave him something bigger.

Adolf seemed completely uninterested in me, but he greeted me to please the Queen Mother.

"It's nice to meet you, little lady. I am Adolf of the central church. You have grown a lot."

"Hello."

"Practice and stay focused, you have a bigger mission than you think, so you need unlimited patience."

Adolf looked at me as if looking at a parasite, smiled and looked back at the empress.

"Your skin looks better.”

"Everything thanks to you. The medicinal properties are amazing."

"It must have been painful, I've tried so hard to make it for you because the original medicine was sold with limited supplies."

He's shameless about stealing my recipe.

Adolf from the past until now, will always steal from others.

Several times he stole the sacred formula that I painstakingly finished and gave it to the Vatican.

"Thank you. Hope's peak produces a low amount, and I can't afford it unless I go there myself".

"Don't worry. I'll prepare a lot of medicine before it runs out."

"Selling a drug this good would be a good thing, but wouldn't you be too busy to take care of this old lady after you started selling it?"

"Cannot be. I'm just making medicine for the Queen Mother."

Thanks to both, I was able to figure out the situation.

Mina looked at the efficacy of the Luminous medicine and said:

“Ah, I saw the steroid come from this medicinal plant.”

Steroids are drugs with serious side effects if misused.

If they used it sufficiently, it was a special medicine that could cure various diseases, but if they used it incorrectly, they would die in the most severe cases.

It is not without reason that I hire doctors to check for symptoms of side effects and sell luminous drugs only to those who really need them.

It's to protect my customers.

'If she only gave it to the Queen Mother, the others would be safe.'

They only took a small amount of the medication according to the instructions of the doctor I had placed, so they were less likely to experience side effects.

However, if Adolf made so much medicine, the Queen Mother would suffer its side effects.

My medicine has no side effects because of the small dose, but another story if in large doses.

Meaning, she should take full responsibility for the Queen Mother suffering from side effects.

The Queen Mother laughed and told me.

"Isn't the pastor good?"

"Yes, he's so good!"

I spoke cheerfully as the priest smiled.

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Upon returning from the party, I looked around and went to the corner of the dressing room and picked up a communication device.

I connected my device to Seria and explained what happened today.

"There will soon be cases involving the drug Luminous. Build trust so customers won't stop treatment immediately."

"Because it's dangerous if they suddenly stop drinking it."

[Yes, little lady. But what about the Queen Mother?]

"Well, that... It's none of my business."

[Sorry?]

I'm not a good person. The good Leblaine who was worried about the life of the Queen Mother who ruined my life so many times, was not here.

‘What I have to do is wait.’

Thanks to Adolf's greed, all I did was watch him dig his own grave.

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A week later.

I came out of the room and walked down the hallway.

'I have to look around the mansion!'

As many events were going on, there was no time to look around the mansion properly.

The view between the mansion and Dubbede castle is very different.

The castle is always crowded with many employees passing through the corridors.

But in this mansion very few people passed by. So that they are not seen by their master.

I don't know why, but that's the rule of Dubbede's employees.

They were like tools, so they had to walk without disturbing his master's gaze.

Same with the Vallua mansion. But in the mansion Amity only has one butler and few servants because of its frugality.

‘This place is very quiet.’

Wouldn't the people who lived here be lonely?

I went for a walk without a waiter following me, so I got a little excited.

The servants said that I could go anywhere except my aunt's room, Javelin.

The mansion is so vast that I can run from end to end of the corridor freely.

Walking around the second floor, I found a room decorated in a slightly different pattern.

'Where am I?'

When I opened the door a little, I found a small room with no windows.

I think it's a warehouse, but it's very well maintained. There was a table, a pretty chair, a closet, and a small bed.

'Is this the servant's room?'

But is there a servant who can get a room in the mansion?

Without windows and narrow enough, there's no way this is a Javelin room.

I sit in a chair. There was a small drawer under the table, and when I opened it, there was a bundle of letters.

Can I read it? I pondered for a moment

They say it's okay to go anywhere, so if there's something I can't read, they're definitely against me, aren't they?

[You were not polite! So apologize to me. Isn't an apology something to be said when someone feels sorry?]

[I don't know why it's rude to take down a crying woman. If you're distracted when I see you crying, don't worry. You are not special enough to be kept in my memory.]

[I'm not crying! I just practiced horse riding! Rough enough to grip my nape while practicing horseback riding.]

[You attach your whole body to the horse like a flying squirrel crying. It's not horse riding.]

It's a neat adult handwriting.

The record is endless.

[Sorry I shouted yesterday. I was just about to put some medicine in the bathroom at the request of the butler for you to recover from exhaustion. I never thought you'd come to the bathroom naked.]

[I wrote again because it seemed like my apology was not well conveyed in the last letter. Ii'm sorry. And I've never made a rumor about your snake.]

[One more talk of cobras, I'll burn your room.]

[I'm sorry if I saw him, really. I hope you're not glaring at me like before, it's scary. It's true that my words about cobras in the bathroom were previously referring to your cobras, but I really didn't make any rumors.]

[I'm really going to light a fire in your room.]

I sniggered and read another letter.

[Are you okay with the injury yesterday? If you don't get treatment, the wound will get worse.]

[It's none of your business. Do not leave anything useless in front of my room.]

[It wasn't in vain, it was medicine. It's a beautiful day. By the way, I hope today there is a cold pudding. Please tell the butler about that. And I'm sorry for asking for your help when you were injured.]

[You owe me.]

[Thank you for the pudding.]

[Do you know how happy I am to soak my feet in ice water in the shade of a tree in summer?]

[Thank you for the ice water.]

They suddenly respect each other, and I feel love in their handwriting and sentences.

[Why didn't you come out yesterday?]

[If your body hurts, say it hurts, don't hold it.]

The other party seemed to have started writing letters first.

My heart is pounding. Is this a love letter?

[I will not marry.]

I'm right!

[Why did you say that to me?]

[Then why don't you relax your eyes when you hear I'm getting married?]

[Because there's something in my eyes!… But are you really not getting married?]

[Yes.]

The letter became sweeter.

[I want you to calm down a little.]

[That's not an apology. If you didn't know I almost jumped into the lake because you kissed me in front of the house back then, you would never apologize.]2

He kissed!

My heart was pounding and I wrapped my reddened cheeks.

[Are you okay yesterday?]

[I am not weak.]

[It's been three months.]

Three months what?

'Is he sick?'

No more records. I touched the end of the note with a worried face.

I just peeked at their letters a little, but my heart ached and I wondered how they were doing now.

"M." mm." I groaned miserably and tried to tie the letter well and return it to the drawer.

But I can feel something in the corner of the drawer.

When I took it out, it was a pair of rings. There was nothing beside him, but in the middle was a pomegranate stone.

I looked around the ring with a wide circumference and found carvings inside.

"Ri, settee... Risette?!"

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