The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 10

Baby Fairy is a Villain – Episode 10 (10/200)

When I first met Hata.

Poor Hata had been abandoned, left in a pile of trash.

Chesha chased away the underworld denizens [residents of the underworld] who were circling, hoping to scavenge something to eat, and rescued Hata herself.

Hata was a dog beastkin [humanoid with dog-like features] who had been abandoned after being experimented on.

Because fully grown dogs aren’t considered cute.

He was a product of human greed, created by those who wanted eternally young and small dogs.

Due to the experiments’ side effects, Hata was incomplete.

Unlike other beastkins who could perfectly transform into human form, his body stopped growing, leaving his ears and tail permanently visible.

He was trapped in a body that ceased development around the age of seventeen.

Perhaps due to the repeated experiments, his mind was also somewhat immature, and he had lost most of his memories.

Therefore, he couldn’t provide Chesha with any helpful information in her search for her mother’s whereabouts.

Still, Chesha healed the dying puppy and used her fairy powers to hide his ears and tail.

Hata, saved from the brink of death, desperately wanted to pledge his loyalty to the fairy.

“Hata wants to stay with you forever, Fairy!”

It was absurd, as it was already difficult enough for her to survive on her own.

Naturally, she ignored him and left alone.

But Hata was persistent.

He followed Chesha around, diligently trying to prove his usefulness.

“Hata is helpful! Look at this. I made it for you, Fairy.”

He gifted her with handmade hats and accessories.

He gifted her with various potions made using his beastkin abilities.

“Hata has gathered information!”

He sold the items he made to gather useful information and brought it to her.

The way he struggled to gain Chesha’s favor was no different from a dog meeting its new owner.

Chesha found the annoying Hata bothersome, but she didn’t want to kill him.

Was it because he had been experimented on, like her mother?

She was always a little lenient with Hata.

One day, while ignoring Hata and wandering around as she pleased,

Hata disappeared.

His sudden disappearance was strange, as if he had finally given up.

Chesha, concerned, went to look for Hata.

And she found out that he had been dragged away by those who held a grudge against her.

This is why she didn’t want to keep anyone by her side…

Chesha was furious and went to find Hata.

She didn’t even remember how many people she killed that day.

She only remembered rampaging like a mad fairy’s daughter.

Chesha, covered in blood, finally found Hata.

As expected, he was in bad shape.

She held an axe to Hata, who was sprawled out with his limbs twisted in strange directions.

“Don’t ever show your face in front of me again.”

She warned him, holding the axe blade dripping with blood under his chin.

“Because I’ll kill you.”

She thought he would understand her this time.

But Hata suddenly started to shed tears.

“I’m sorry… Hata isn’t cute… Because I’m a big, ugly dog.”

He hadn’t shed a single tear or groaned even when his limbs were broken until Chesha came, but now he was trembling all over and crying.

“It’s only natural that the pretty fairy hates Hata……”

The foolish dog beastkin didn’t even know how to cry properly.

Hata cried and laughed.

“Hata is a cripple. A useless son of a bitch.”

Chesha frowned at the words he spat out so familiarly.

Perhaps they were words he had heard in the laboratory.

Repeated countless times, enough to remain vivid even after losing his memories.

“A dirty, filthy son of a bitch, sob, doesn’t even know his place, to the fairy…. Sniff, I’m sorry…. B, but……”

The corners of his mouth, forced into a smile, trembled.

Stuttering through the rising tears, Hata brought his cheek to the cold axe blade.

He didn’t care even as a red line was drawn and blood droplets flowed down, and he pleaded.

“Can’t I just, stay behind, and follow you……”

He was really annoying and bothersome.

But it didn’t seem like it would be bad to raise a puppy.

The first thing Chesha did when she decided to keep him by her side was to seize his lifeline.

Because there was nothing more foolish than trusting others in the underworld.

It was something she had to do.

She rummaged through his torn and tattered clothes and placed her hand on Hata’s left chest.

Gorgeous flowers bloomed everywhere.

Hata, enveloped in fluttering petals and butterflies, blinked blankly, then groaned in pain.

“Ugh……!”

He endured the pain, sweating profusely.

At the end of the time of endurance, a mark was engraved, binding his heart.

Hata, who had confirmed the flower pattern blooming on his skin, wore a blissful expression.

The puppy, collared with a leash that determined his life and death, was overjoyed by that fact.

Chesha, looking at Hata with his face flushed red, commanded.

“From now on, live as my puppy.”

From that day on, Hata became the fairy’s dog.

The loyal dog risked everything for Chesha.

He did everything more diligently than necessary, and if there was anyone who threatened Chesha, he would be the first to run out and bite them.

To an excessive degree.

Still, she let him be because he looked like a fluffy dessert, but his barking like a beast was cute.

‘Now is not a good time! Why are you here already!’

Chesha felt like her soul was escaping.

Karha, who was holding Chesha in one arm, placed his hand on the hilt of the sword attached to his waist, screaming inwardly.

“Wait a moment.”

Clang, at the same time as the sword was released from its sheath, a dazzling flash of light flashed.

The sound of air splitting was heard, and a little later, a heavy thud followed.

The fountain that had been in front of Chesha until just now was neatly split in half.

The overflowing water drenched the garden’s lawn.

Karha smiled crookedly as he swung his sword.

“Let’s catch one dog and talk again.”

Karha’s intuition, which had split the fountain in half, was accurate.

Hata was hiding behind a bush not far from the fountain.

Hata, who had hidden his appearance by placing a butterfly sent by Chesha on his head, glared fiercely at Karha through the bushes.

Judging from his sparkling purple eyes, he seemed to have misunderstood the situation.

That Karha was harassing Chesha.

Hata was ready to jump out and bite Karha at any moment.

‘Hata! No!’

She desperately gestured to Hata.

Hata, who had been growling, immediately became docile when he met Chesha’s eyes.

The well-trained puppy looked at his owner with gentle eyes.

Chesha gestured with her chin at him, secretly from Karha, asking him what to do.

It was a signal to run away quickly.

But it didn’t seem easy for Hata to escape.

That’s because Karha, who had accurately followed Chesha with his animal-like intuition, was now walking straight towards where Hata was.

It was completely different from when he was smelling the flowers and following Chesha with a wagging tail.

There was a murderous intent in his eyes.

Chesha glanced at Karha’s sword.

Two swords hanging side by side on his waist.

It was a short sword, shorter than a commonly used sword.

Judging from his light and nimble movements, it was likely a two-sword style based on quick swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship focused on extreme offense was the opposite of Hata, who was a beastkin focused on melee combat.

He was holding Chesha now, so he only drew one sword, but if a full-scale brawl broke out…

Chesha’s puppy might be minced like a lump of meat by the two blades that would pour out endlessly.

‘That can’t happen.’

Chesha’s eyes sank.

It was the moment she was about to use her powers, ready to reveal her identity.

Suddenly, she felt the ground shaking.

It was the vibration caused by dozens of horses running.

The bells rang from the ramparts [protective wall of a castle or fortified place], and lights were lit all over the castle.

The castle, which had been shrouded in darkness, was instantly illuminated.

Karha frowned at the loud ringing of the bells.

“…Ugh.”

Karha gave up on catching the dog due to the sudden commotion.

Instead of chasing after Hata, who was running away, he lightly ran towards the castle gate, holding Chesha.

And he hid behind the bushes where the castle gate was visible.

He kept his hand on the hilt of his sword so he could draw it at any time.

In front of the castle gate was a knight order waving red flags.

It was a flag with the imperial family’s emblem.

Kieren, who was wearing an outer garment over his simple indoor clothes, walked out slowly.

A nobleman who had come with the knight order looked down at Kieren without getting off his horse.

He said arrogantly.

“Count Basilian, obey the imperial order.”

As if he had been sleeping, Kieren yawned with his eyes half-closed.

The nobleman’s scolding fell upon his unkempt behavior.

“How dare you be so arrogant! How can a nobleman who receives the imperial order act like this!”

“Ah… I wish you had come during the day.”

Kieren, who roughly combed his messy hair with his hands, replied in a languid voice.

“Tell me the imperial order.”

The nobleman gritted his teeth and took out a scroll from his chest.

He tore off the beeswax seal with the emperor’s seal and read the imperial order in a sharp voice.

“Count Basilian, enter the imperial palace immediately upon receiving this letter. This is the emperor’s order, and failure to comply will be considered treason. Also, you must…”

He said, pressing each word, one by one.

“Enter the palace with the adopted child you have newly brought into your family.”