The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 26

Chesha stared at the man blocking her path.

After gazing at him silently, she smiled and retorted,

“So what?”

A flicker of unease crossed the man’s eyes.

He seemed not to expect this reaction.

And for good reason.

In the underworld, the mere mention of the Master usually silenced everyone.

Chesha was willing to back down if possible.

“How insolent.”

If he hadn’t called her that.

The underworld residents, who had hastily fled at the appearance of the Enchantress, were now hiding in safe places, watching the scene unfold.

It was interesting enough that Richessia had returned after so long….

And now the Master was looking for the Enchantress!

For the underworld residents, who were addicted to sensational entertainment, this was a moment they had to witness, even if it cost them their heads.

He couldn’t show weakness in front of everyone.

The moment he obediently bowed his head here,

Chesha’s rank would be immediately determined.

It was a world where the weak were devoured.

He had to appear strong, even if it meant bluffing.

The reason Chesha, a fairy, chose an axe as her weapon was also because of this.

If she didn’t act as cruelly as possible, she would be underestimated.

In the current situation, where she didn’t even know who had taken Hata, she couldn’t afford to be underestimated even more.

Chesha swept back her flowing hair and said,

“Do I have to go just because I’m called?”

The man tilted his head.

Then, black figures appeared on every rooftop of the shops.

They were all wrapped in black cloth from head to toe, just like the man, and there were dozens of them, all holding crossbows in their hands.

The arrowheads of the tightly drawn crossbows were all aimed at Chesha.

The man declared dryly,

“If you don’t comply, we will take you by force.”

“By force….”

Chesha burst into laughter.

As if she had heard a truly amusing story, she laughed out loud for a while.

“Haha…. It’s been a long time since someone said that to me. No one has recently.”

She smiled softly at the man and asked,

“Do you know why?”

The man slowly took a step back.

It was an action he took before he even realized it.

Chesha slowly approached him.

Thorn bushes that had grown between the flower stalks wrapped around the man’s ankles.

The man flinched and tried to pull his foot away, but it was already trapped.

Butterflies that had been flying around landed on the man’s shoulders and head.

He could only watch Chesha approaching, unable to move.

Chesha, who stopped right in front of the man, lowered her axe and gently placed her hand on his chest.

Then, she smiled sweetly and whispered,

“Because I killed them all.”

The man’s bloodshot eyes widened.

It was the moment when someone who sensed death was about to scream.

“Wait.”

A man in a sleek suit fell from the sky.

He swung the whip he was wearing on his waist and cut off the thorn bushes.

The man entangled in the bushes hurriedly ran away.

Chesha looked at the newly appeared man with a crooked gaze.

The man who retracted his whip with a flick was uniquely shaped.

With a slender physique, he had long gray hair tied into one, and his eyes were covered with a cloth with intricate patterns.

‘Can he see?’

That was the first thought that came to mind, but he seemed to be able to see.

The man looked directly at Chesha and apologized.

“I apologize for the rudeness of my subordinate. The order was wrongly conveyed, and he committed a discourtesy.”

Chesha smiled silently.

There was no way the order was wrongly conveyed.

He had tried to probe her to gain the upper hand, but it seemed like it wouldn’t be easily dealt with, so he was quickly trying to fix it.

Seeing her silently with eyes that knew everything, he revealed his name.

“I am Jahan.”

“…!”

Chesha was a little surprised to hear the name.

Chesha knew about Jahan.

He was the Master’s direct subordinate.

The man who didn’t express emotions like a doll was known as a symbol of misfortune in the underworld.

The reason was unknown, but it seemed that most of those who met Jahan had died.

Jahan politely asked Chesha.

“The Master has ordered me to bring Lady Richessia. Would it be alright if I guide you?”

“I lost my puppy. Finding my puppy is the priority.”

“It is also related to that matter.”

Related to Hata’s disappearance?

Chesha, who was about to ignore him, became interested in Jahan.

Jahan asked again in a blunt voice.

“The matter is important, and the Master has exceptionally requested to meet you in person. Please comply.”

She had been rolling around in the underworld for a long time, but she had never met him.

In fact, most of the underworld residents never got to meet the Master until they died.

The Enchantress Richessia was the same.

Even though she had made a name for herself in the underworld, she had never seen the Master’s shadow.

‘Why is he suddenly calling me?’

It was quite suspicious, but once he mentioned Hata, it became an offer she couldn’t refuse.

Chesha gathered the flowers and butterflies.

The road, which had been full of abundant flowers, turned back into a dirt road, and only the thick scent of flowers remained.

Chesha also scattered the axe into flower petals.

Then, she nodded her chin at Jahan.

“Alright. Lead the way.”

***

The Master’s residence was not officially known.

However, there was one place that underworld residents guessed was the Master’s residence.

The place with the most lush plants in the barren land where only dust blows all year round.

A mansion where someone with so much money that they would do the useless act of bringing water to grow plants one by one would reside.

There was no one openly guarding the place, but the moment you crossed a certain distance and got closer, a crossbow arrow that flew from somewhere would immediately fall at your feet.

The story of reckless guys who gathered in droves to try to rob the mansion in the past and died with arrows densely embedded like hedgehogs was famous.

It was a place where underworld residents would never even dare to approach.

Chesha had only seen it in passing, but this was the first time she was seeing it this close.

As she entered through the main gate, an exotically decorated garden unfolded.

The garden, with lanterns everywhere, was dreamily beautiful, but Chesha inwardly felt a chill.

‘This is all money.’

She was simply amazed when she thought about the money that would go into growing each plant.

She thought that those who came and went here would naturally be intimidated from the garden.

“This way.”

The place she entered following Jahan’s guidance was a quiet room.

On the table in the room, simple food was set up along with alcohol.

Of course, she had no intention of touching it, nor did she have any intention of sitting down.

Chesha looked at the innermost part of the room.

There, a black cloth was draped.

It was a thick cloth that made it impossible to see who was on the other side, not even a silhouette.

“…….”

A small sound was heard in the quiet room.

The sound of a clock ticking somewhere.

Chesha opened her mouth expressionlessly.

“Where is my puppy?”

Then, laughter was heard from beyond the cloth.

It was a voice that had been magically altered.

The voice, transformed so that neither gender nor age could be known, called Chesha’s name.

“Enchantress Richessia.”

Chesha crossed her arms and asked,

“Are you the Master?”

“Yes. Thanks to you, it’s become quite a headache.”

The one called Master laughed lowly again.

“Seeing you in person, I can see why such a thing is happening.”

Like Jahan, who covered his eyes, the Master also seemed to be able to see beyond the cloth.

He was using a subordinate who used magic.

Or he seemed to be able to use magic himself.

There were not many wizards on the continent, so it was easy to trace them back.

‘It seems like I can reveal his identity enough.’

Chesha did not reveal her thoughts and retorted nervously.

“What are you talking about? Stop talking nonsense and get to the point quickly.”

Chesha glared and said,

“Where is my puppy?”

If he was stalling for time with lies, she was going to start axing him, Master or whatever.

“Calm down. That’s why I called you.”

“Tell me quickly!”

Even with Chesha in a state to swing her axe at any moment, he leisurely brought up the preamble.

“Let me ask you one question first.”

If he made some trivial noise this time, she was really going to take out her axe.

The Master asked Chesha, who had her eyes sharpened, in a tone that was annoyingly dead.

“Why are you having a love fight in the underworld?”

And Chesha, a beat late, blurted out a stupid reaction.

“…What?”