The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 41

“What is he even thinking?”

Chesha wasn’t normal, but Kieren was the ‘real deal.’

To trespass into the Imperial Palace garden just to show a baby some flowers…

What does he think of the Palen Empire’s Imperial Family to act like this?

‘…Was it ‘old pig bastard’?’

Kieren’s words for the Emperor belatedly came to mind.

Remembering that, it all seemed to make sense.

Chesha let go of her reservations and looked at the rose garden with a peaceful heart.

Kieren leisurely explained why it was okay to trespass into the Imperial Palace garden.

“It’s a detached palace, and it’s empty right now. You can look around as you please.”

He said, placing Chesha in front of a pink rose bush.

“You like flowers, right?”

That was true.

She liked all flowers, but roses were Chesha’s favorite.

Chesha took a deep breath.

The scent of the flowers instantly lifted her spirits.

The rose garden in the moonlight was fantastically beautiful, softening her heart even more.

Chesha felt like she understood why Kieren had to trespass into someone else’s garden.

‘I think I’d want to trespass in a place like this too.’

While Chesha was sniffing the roses, Kieren plucked a flower.

It was a rose with round, light pink petals forming a perfect circle.

Kieren held the flower up to Chesha, gauging its size.

The flower was a little small, making it the perfect size for Chesha.

After checking the size of the rose, Kieren bent down and squatted in front of Chesha.

He began to pluck the thorns off the rose with his bare hands.

The way he trimmed them looked precarious.

It seemed like he would get hurt, and eventually, his skin was scratched by a thorn.

Blood quickly welled up on his index finger.

“Ah…!”

Chesha was startled, and Kieren laughed, licking the scratch on his finger.

“Were you surprised? It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt at all.”

He really seemed fine, so she stopped worrying.

Then Kieren grumbled.

“Still, worry about me. You should say, ‘Let Daddy blow on it,’ Chesha.”

“…”

‘Just pick one.’

Chesha was dumbfounded but did as he wanted.

“Want me to blow on it?”

“Yeah.”

The answer came back as if he had been waiting for it.

Kieren held out the scratched finger, where the bleeding had already stopped and only a pink line remained, in front of Chesha.

She felt the urge to bite it, but obediently blew on it.

She pursed her lips and blew hard, and the drama queen giggled.

Seeing this, he really acted just like the twins.

‘How old is he acting so childishly?’

Chesha clicked her tongue inwardly.

But for some reason, she also wholeheartedly completed the ‘blow on the wound’ mission.

After receiving treatment from Chesha, Kieren became engrossed in trimming the rose thorns again.

Although his finger was hurt, Kieren seemed quite skilled at trimming flowers.

It seemed like he had trimmed and gifted flowers to someone before.

Even though he was trimming it quite nicely, something didn’t seem to please Kieren.

He twisted and tore off a leaf, grumbling softly.

“It’s not working out since it’s been a while…”

He trimmed the leaves, removed the thorns one by one, and finally ran his hand down the stem to check for any remaining rough spots.

After checking carefully two or three times, he decorated Chesha’s short hair ribbon with the rose.

He smiled with satisfaction.

“Pretty.”

“Tanks [Thanks].”

The moon, which had been shining brightly on the garden, was half-covered by clouds.

The surroundings, which had been bright, became a little darker.

Chesha looked at his face, which was deeply shadowed.

Kieren slowly closed and opened his eyes.

“Were you sulking because your brothers scolded you?”

“…”

“But you should be scolded if you go to dangerous places.”

He let out a long sigh.

“I don’t want Chesha to go to such places. There are many bad people.”

Now seemed like the perfect moment to inquire about the connection between the underworld and the Basilian family.

“Does Daddy go there too?”

“Huh?”

Chesha tilted her head and asked, pretending not to know anything.

“Does Daddy go to dat pwace [that place]?”

“Where?”

“Da undawoyld [The underworld].”

He pondered for a moment because of Chesha’s short pronunciation, then asked as if confirming.

“…The underworld?”

“Yesh [Yes]!”

Kieren rested his arms on his bent knees.

He smiled with his eyes, resting his chin on one hand.

“Why would you be curious about that?”

He was not an easy opponent after all.

Chesha threw out the line she had thought of in advance.

“Because Owaberoni [Everyone] go dere [there] too.”

She paused for a moment, then spoke again in a voice full of resentment.

“Eberyone [Everyone] goes exshept [except] for Chesha.”

“We have to go. Daddy too, and your brothers too.”

“Why…?”

Kieren gave a troubled laugh.

In front of him, hesitating and unable to answer easily, Chesha drooped her shoulders.

“It’sh [It’s] okay if you don’t tell me.”

And she muttered, pretending to be pitiful.

“Becaushe [Because] I’m not a Bashilian [Basilian].”

“Oh, Chesha.”

Kieren seemed a little surprised.

And so was Chesha.

She had intended to speak in a tone of mild complaint, but somehow the words came out too sincerely.

But anyway, thanks to that, Kieren was completely won over.

“Were you very upset? What should I do?”

He looked at Chesha anxiously.

Chesha shook her head silently, meaning she was okay, which made him even more at a loss.

Kieren was good at acting slyly, but he had no talent for sincerely comforting and consoling.

He would have gladly taken care of it if Chesha had asked him to pick out about 10 people he hated and kill them.

Kieren, who was struggling with how to comfort a small baby, finally opened his mouth.

“Chesha.”

He held Chesha’s hand tightly and urged.

“You have to keep this only to yourself.”

Chesha was inwardly surprised.

He was a man who acted sweetly in front of her, calling her his daughter and such, but never gave her complete trust.

‘I thought he wouldn’t say anything this time either.’

She thought he would slip away like a snake, but she didn’t expect him to really answer.

A breeze blew.

The tens of thousands of roses filling the garden swayed, emitting an even stronger fragrance.

Kieren smiled softly amidst the rose scent.

Surrounded by the darkness of the night, the faint moonlight, and the splendid roses, Kieren was frighteningly beautiful.

Chesha quietly held her breath and waited for him to speak.

“Daddy is doing… well, some kind of work in the underworld.”

The whispering voice tickled her ear like a snake.

“So your brothers are going in and out with him to help Daddy. But it’s nothing. It’s not dangerous…”

Kieren continued to whisper softly.

But Chesha’s mind was already half-scattered from his words.

The moment she heard Kieren’s confession.

Everything that had happened so far unfolded in her mind.

The report on the vixen Richessia.

The report contained information that could not be known without being involved in the underworld.

The day Kieren and the three brothers all left the mansion because something important had happened.

That was when the underworld was in a state of emergency because of Hylon.

Even Karha had come to Hata’s hat shop.

The strange thing was not only that.

The twins, who seemed familiar with the streets of the underworld, and Jahan, who showed a strange politeness to the twins.

The master who knew that Hylon had the vixen’s mark.

In addition to that, all sorts of suspicious memory fragments poured out and were neatly pieced together like a puzzle.

Only one conclusion could be drawn.

‘Could it be…’

Chesha bit her lip hard.

She couldn’t be more grateful for the darkness covering all sides.

Otherwise, her pale face would have been completely revealed.

‘Kieren is the Master?!’

Completely, really, seriously, it’s a big problem.

‘I’m doomed.’

Looking at the softly smiling Kieren, Chesha had only one thought in her head.

‘I have to run away right now!’