The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 8

It felt like I’d been hit in the back of the head.

My first thought was:

‘Is he crazy?’

My next thought was:

‘Well, of course, he’s crazy, but still.’

This was truly insane.

Even among black mages who wielded forbidden powers, there were taboos.

Specifically, resurrecting the dead.

Life and death were the domain of the gods.

No matter how noble a royal might be, they had to face death just like a beggar on the street.

Tinkering with death was an act of defiance against the gods.

That’s why even the most wicked black mages didn’t attempt such magic.

Moreover, I’d heard it came at a tremendous cost…

‘Who is he trying to revive?’

The moment I thought that, something immediately came to mind.

The deceased Countess Basilian.

The story of the current Count Basilian, Kiernan, falling in love with a commoner girl he met by chance in the Black Forest was famous.

In reality, she was merely called a commoner girl.

Whether she was a slave or a resident of the underworld.

Her identity was unknown.

Nevertheless, Count Basilian loved her.

To formally marry her, he even went directly to the Emperor to obtain a minor title, making her a noble.

After much effort, they married and had three sons; their relationship was known to be good.

Then one day, the Countess suddenly died.

Numerous rumors swirled around her death.

She was pregnant with her fourth child and died during childbirth along with the baby.

In truth, she was forced into the marriage and died trying to escape from the Count.

They couldn’t find her body, so they held a funeral with an empty coffin, and so on.

All sorts of ridiculous rumors spread, but nothing was ever properly revealed.

The Basilian family didn’t express any position and simply remained silent.

As always.

The Count, who had rarely engaged in external activities, completely shut himself in his castle after his wife’s death.

After a long period of silence, he suddenly emerged, claiming to adopt a baby.

“I don’t want to condone the disgusting act the Count is trying to commit.”

Belzeon slowly moved his lips to declare.

“And I don’t want to create a sacrifice for that짓거리 [deed/action, often negative].”

“I have no intention of offering the baby as a sacrifice either, 형님 [hyung-nim, older brother or respected male figure].”

“But if the situation unfolds as the Count wants, eventually…”

Belzeon, who had been arguing with Ishuel, suddenly stopped talking.

Then he bit his lower lip.

The shadows in the room rippled like water.

The wriggling shadows rose as if alive.

A man with hair as black as the shadows emerged from the darkness.

“Having fun without me?”

With a playful voice, a strong stench of blood permeated the area.

It was Kiernan, wearing a hunting suit stained crimson.

He smiled and strode towards Cheshire.

He immediately tried to pick up Cheshire, but couldn’t.

Because blood was dripping from his outstretched white hand.

The fallen drops of blood left ugly stains on the carpet.

“Ah… sorry.”

As Kiernan paused to apologize, Ishuel openly frowned and threw a handkerchief.

Kiernan snatched the handkerchief from the air and wiped the blood, smiling habitually.

His gaze remained fixed on Cheshire.

“Were you surprised, Cheshire? I came straight here as soon as I got back from the Black Forest.”

Cheshire had seen blood so often that she wasn’t particularly surprised.

However, Kiernan’s condition seemed a bit strange.

He was pretending to be fine, but something felt off.

Kiernan, with a strangely dazed look, smiled at Cheshire.

“My daughter.”

Kiernan grabbed Cheshire and lifted her high into the air.

“Cheshire.”

Then, gazing intently into her pink eyes, he called Cheshire’s name several times.

“Cheshire, Cheshire, Cheshire…”

Ishuel shook his head, but Kiernan didn’t care.

No, he wasn’t in a state to care.

He seemed slightly deranged, focusing all his attention on Cheshire.

“How could Daddy use Cheshire as a sacrifice? That’s ridiculous. He said he’d give me everything if I just did one thing, right?”

His words were rambling.

It was completely different from his usual self, when he clearly stated what he wanted.

Cheshire stared at Kiernan.

Taking advantage of the fact that the sly black snake seemed out of it, she asked a question.

“What is it?”

Kiernan was one to always gloss over unfavorable questions.

But this time, he was honest.

He looked up at Cheshire and whispered.

“Bring me the Fairy Queen’s Crown.”

“…!”

Cheshire froze.

Kiernan smiled brightly at the frozen Cheshire.

“Let’s go to the Holy Empire together, Cheshire.”

***

I’m screwed.

I’m totally screwed.

Cheshire slammed the cushion with her small fist.

She wished it would make a loud bang, but in reality, her fist just sank into the cotton.

But she felt like she would burst if she didn’t do something, so she diligently beat the cushion.

“I’d rather kill someone!”

She would have been able to do that easily.

She would have thoroughly minced them with her cherished man-eating flower and favorite axe.

“But why does a black mage want the Holy Empire’s 성유물 [sung-yoomool, sacred relic/artifact]!”

She couldn’t understand why a black mage would covet the Hilderd Holy Empire’s sacred artifact.

The ‘Fairy Queen’s Crown’ was a wreath woven with flowers that would never wither.

It was a sacred artifact of the Holy Empire, with a legend that the Queen of the Fairies offered it to the Holy King while praising God.

However, opinions were divided on whether it was worth preserving as a sacred artifact, as it was an object created by a heretical being.

Conservative holy priests even argued that the wreath should be burned immediately.

After fighting over the wreath for a long time, they recently concluded that it should be excluded from the sacred artifacts.

However, since it was a precious item, they decided to send it out of the Holy Empire in a way that looked good, rather than recklessly destroying it.

That was the ‘Little Saint Prayer Meeting’.

They gathered pure children who had not yet been tainted by the secular world and announced that they would give the wreath as a reward to the child who proved the most faithful.

Their intention was to exalt the name of God and to teach the doctrines in advance to the children of noble status who would become future leaders.

The reason for limiting it to children was simple.

Because ordinary humans could not touch the wreath.

Only pure children under the age of five.

The Holy King, who was recognized by God.

And only fairies could touch the wreath.

Cheshire had heard rumors that the Little Saint Prayer Meeting was being held.

Because the residents of the underworld told Cheshire about the Fairy Queen’s Crown.

But she didn’t pay any attention to it.

‘The mom who gave birth to me is a crazy fairy, so!’

She was obviously an existence that had nothing to do with the Fairy Queen.

So there was no reason to go to Hilderd, which was swarming with holy knights and priests, just to get a wreath.

It was like walking into a lion’s mouth with her own feet, saying, “Please catch me.”

But Kiernan was about to shove her into the lion’s mouth.

“There’s a prayer meeting for babies, and Cheshire has to be number one there.”

Kiernan soothed and coaxed Cheshire, reading her blank reaction as worry.

“There’s no need to worry.”

“Daddy will make sure Cheshire is number one, no matter what.”

He even smiled and spun Cheshire around.

Ishuel couldn’t bear to watch and snatched Cheshire away.

Belzeon forcibly dragged Kiernan somewhere.

“I’m going to bring him back to his senses.”

And Cheshire, left alone in the bedroom, was beating the cushion.

After venting for a while, she sighed deeply.

It seemed like she should just run away, regardless of information or anything else.

Besides, a fairy attending a prayer meeting was too funny.

Imagining herself praying in the temple made her want to vomit.

“I really hate it…”

Shaking her head in disgust, Cheshire clenched her fist tightly.

“I must escape.”

Firmly resolved, she gathered a little strength and created a butterfly.

“Hatta, bring it.”

The butterfly, having received the order, fluttered its wings for a while and then disappeared.

The loyal subordinate would come to the Snake’s Castle within a few days at the latest.

When Hatta brought the antidote, she would take it, restore her body to its original state, and then leave the castle.

Of course, she would do what she had to do before that.

A flower bloomed at Cheshire’s feet.

The flower bush climbed up her small body.

When her body was completely covered in flowers.

Cheshire disappeared cleanly.

The place where Cheshire, who had been in the bedroom, reappeared was the darkest place in the gloomy Snake’s Castle.

The underground prison.

There was a truth she had learned while rolling around in the underworld.

You could ignore favors, but you had to repay grudges.

The moment you decided to forgive with a soft heart.

The guys who smelled the weakness would swarm in like a pack of dogs and tear you apart.

‘I can’t just let it go after being kidnapped.’

Therefore, Cheshire was planning to tear off an arm each from Morgan and the one-eyed man.