The Baby Raising A Devil's
Chapter 85

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My brothers came to me as if they had been waiting.

"Are you okay?"

"How are you feeling?"

I'm nodding.

“All healed. My uncle was joking before. Even if I don't take any medication, everything will be fine. ”

Isaac muttered grimly.

"Then I should have killed him."

He looked at me and closed his mouth.

"What's wrong?"

Henry asked, holding my hand carefully.

“Let's eat together as you heal. We will eat snacks in the park. ”

When Mireille pretended to be the fourth child, they must have felt sorry for not caring about me.

"It's okay."

“……”

“……”

“You don't have to be like this. You all thought he was the fourth child. It is natural to treat your own brother with value. ”

When I tried to speak cheerfully, the two people shook their heads.

'Oh no, the atmosphere ...'

I immediately changed the subject.

“Where is Johann?”

“Visiting lodging couple on behalf of father.”

"What did you do?"

"He's at work."

"Working?"

“He keeps working. He's always in the office, except for a brief visit he made this morning to you. He's not affected by this more than I thought. ”

When Isaac said so, Henry also nodded.

"He's a very observant man, he doesn't trust completely."

"Yes, he's doing a background check on Mireille."

That's what the two brothers said.

If it was father, he would have checked two or three examinations no matter how much evidence there was. He would not believe it until he finished checking.

'But…'

'How does that not hurt him?'

Dad was never angry at Mireille's excessive childish attitude. It must be because of his hope that Mireille is the real fourth child.

My brothers also never really got angry even though Mireille acted too much.

After living together for five years, I was well aware of their temperament. How much they hate to be disturbed.

They endured it because of their little hope that Mireille was the real child.

When it is revealed that Mireille is not the fourth child, Javelin cannot even go home, and he spends all day staring blankly at the sky.

No one showed it but I knew that this incident was very painful for my family.

***

Nos looked at Theodore, who was secretly looking at the documents until nightfall.

"Um, Your Honor ..."

"How's Leblaine?"

"He woke up today."

“Restore Taylor status as promised. If Leblaine's condition becomes critical in the future, contact her and make her stay near here.”

"Yes." Yeah."

Nos said carefully,

“Let's take a day off. Didn't you stay up all night yesterday?"

Theodore did not answer. In the end, Nos sighed and left the office.

Theodore raised his head only after the door closed and Nos completely disappeared.

The sun is setting at this time.

"I hate sunsets, because it feels lonely."

Theodore moved his questioner again on a sudden memory. He was engrossed in his work, but the memories that came were swept away like a storm.

“Theodore, I should have bought strawberries from the capital too.”

"Send someone to buy it for you tomorrow."

“Then it will take two days. Let's go together now. He said he should eat strawberries now. Our daughter.”

She would never be able to win this mother and child pair.

The girl was already holding the rope even before she was born.

After she told our daughter, they woke up early and went to the capital by train.

“Try touching my belly.”

“Why doesn't the baby move when I touch it?”

When the brothers felt their mother's stomach, the baby moved vigorously. But it was quiet when it was Theodore's turn.

She felt her baby move after eight months. He had a strange feeling in him. Like something tickled his heart.

“A princess will give you many feelings that we cannot teach you.”

He gave more power to the questioner.

His locked memories rushed in.

When he lifted his head, he could hear small footsteps outside. There was something stuck between the windows connected to the hallway.

Small note.

[Sorry.]

[I apologize to me.]

The writing reminded him of Risette.

With her eyes wide open, she looked out the window. He could catch a glimpse of the delicate light brown hair.

“……”

After touching the note for a moment, he wrote a note on the table.

[For what?]

He wrote it down and put it in the window. As he hid behind the wall, he could hear footsteps again.

[You didn't give me a good-night kiss yesterday.]

Some notes in and out.

[Aren't you saying no because you're ashamed?]

[I wasn't ashamed yesterday.]

[I'm sorry.]

[Then, are you going to kiss me good night today?]

When Theodore opened the door, he could see Leblaine who was hiding in the corner being shocked.

He approached.

“……”

“……”

"……Why are you crying?"

As soon as he saw her, his eyes were wet.

“Because my dad looks sad.”

An empty gaze, like a man walking through a wasteland aimlessly, he looked like that.

He bent his knees and looked at Leblaine. When Theodore reached his height, Leblaine hugged his neck.

The small body trembled and sobbed.

"You've been a crybaby ever since you got sick."

"I'm not a whiny."

"Then?"

"I'm just, just, just, dad's daughter."

Theodore, holding the child, buried his face on his small shoulder.

The thoughts that were bothering him greatly faded away.

***

I rubbed my father's eyes with the back of my hand. His eyes were slightly red and no longer looked like corpses.

I laughed because I liked it, and my stomach was rumbling.

'Wow.'

This is not the right time.

'My stomach is starving!'

"You should eat."

“I've eaten, sheep pottage. It was really delicious.”

"You ate it as soon as you woke up?"

“Meats keeps me healthy!”

He smiled, he smiled,

"I'll ask someone to prepare another meal so wait."

"Yes!"

I answered cheerfully and jumped out of my father's arms. And after waving, I left the place. My next destination was the dungeon.

The guard, who was looking at me, asked me in a slightly confused voice.

"What's wrong?"

"I'll go in for a while and come back."

“But we were ordered not to..”

“I'm not just anyone.”

The guard looked a little surprised at my answer, but he immediately retreated.

When I came down the stairs, I could smell the blood.

At the innkeeper's iron bars and his wife prostrate, Mireille was stuck in the iron bars on the right.

I'm approaching Mireille.

The boy, who was trembling, raised his head.

"Hello?"

"What's wrong with you?"

“Ah, you are wrong. Tell me, what's wrong with you, Mireille?”

“……”

He closed his mouth stubbornly.

He blamed me for getting caught. Above all, he was definitely not afraid of dying from the golden liquor.

I smiled, I smiled,

Clangs!

I used my strength and opened the iron gate by force.

Mireille's eyes widened.

"You know, I think you're wrong about something, because being here doesn't mean it's over."

"What?"

I grabbed Mireille by the neck.

“Now, think carefully and answer. Who gave you information about the fourth child? ”

"I, I don't, I don't know— agh !!"

As I used my strength on him, Mireille's neck flushed red.

"I told you to think carefully and answer."

“Who allowed you to come here? Who broke my family's heart?”

“I, I really don't know, really — aaaaghh!!!”

I have a spark in my hand. Mireille shuddered then became pale, and gasped for breath.

When I look into my father's eyes, I want to do this to Mireille.

"Once again, who allowed you to come here?"

“I, I don't know who it is, but he's wearing a blue jacket. And, and, uh, I really don't remember. He wears an eye patch..please stop..!”.

“You shouldn't underestimate someone's memory. If you are desperate, you can think about it somehow. Should I make you more desperate here?”

As I smiled and restored my strength, Mireille shouted.

“Tu, wait, wait... so, so... ah! Erythema! There is erythema on the back of his hand, like the shape of + in his hand!”

After that, Mireille tried to think about it somehow, but she didn't seem to think of anything else.

"OK, that's all."

Mireille's voice lit up now that I released her,

But, uh,

“Aaaahhhh!!”

Mireille who shouted fell.

Then, the familiar sound of footsteps could be heard behind me. The chairman is the one responsible for the torture in the dungeon.

"Why don't you let him die when he's already told us every piece of information?"

"That's my father's specialty, not mine."

He grins.

"Well, I got some people to arrest ..."

Then, the door opened as Johann, Henry, Isaac entered.

I could see a familiar face sandwiched between Isaac's hands.

“Se, save me. Please save me!”

Isaac frowned at him and Johann kicked his stomach.

The crack!

The sound of broken bones resounded in that place.

"Leblain?"

Henry saw.

"Yes, hello."

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm talking to the chairman for a moment .. How about you guys?"

"My father told us to arrest some traitors."

Isaac grumbled.

“He only gave us half a day.”

I look down.

That's the man who went with Viscount Myshank to pick up Johann, Baron Sue.

"He also advised me to hang out with Mireille."

That's not advice to me, it's purely to his advantage.

'They got it for a while. I don't have to catch them myself.’

If my brothers torture them, they will be able to receive information.

As I smiled inwardly, my brothers descended and looked towards Mireille, who was convulsing.

"What, who made it that way?"

I was shocked by Isaac's words.

“It was, so, uh..”

As I muttered, I rushed to the chief.

“Chairman..!”

Then the eyes of the three brothers were fixed on the chairman.

“He has the power? He really knows how to use it well.”

"Has he ever been this strong?"

The chairman frowned when the brothers said so.

And he looked at me as if he was being wrongly accused.

I spoke to the chief behind my brothers.

'Your chief is charming! The best! Great!'

I desperately flattered him. He looked at my brothers and said,

"Yes, I did it."

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