Lord Baby Runs A Romance Fantasy With Cash [EN]: Chapter 277

My dad had gone down to the Paeraton territory with Ares and Ixion.

As I clutched the communication stone, a new notification popped up in front of me.

[Emergency!]

[Sudden Quest Alert!]

It was a quest notification I hadn’t seen in a long time.

Reader, this is a disaster!

The Paeraton territory, which had avoided even natural disasters thanks to tremendous management, is facing a major crisis!

If this continues, a massive flood will paralyze the core of the Paeraton territory!

Reader!

We cannot stand by and watch the territory residents, who always follow and stand in solidarity with you, be swept away by the raging torrents!

Please save the territory residents from this disaster!

– Condition: Prevent the flood threatening the Paeraton territory

– Reward: 10,000 Cash Gacha Ticket, Increased Influence within the Empire

‘I knew it…’

My ominous premonition that a crisis was looming over the Paeraton territory was spot on.

But.

‘Crazy? A flood?’

How can you stop a flood with human power?

Performing a ritual won’t stop a tsunami, and you can’t make it stop raining.

‘…Wait.’

Were there any female leads with such abilities?

There were a few female leads who could make it rain, but I don’t think there were any who could stop it.

‘Female leads who are powerful enough to freeze tsunamis—no.’

The northernmost part of the Paeraton territory is blocked by the Akeralt Mountains.

A rugged mountain range known as the roof of the continent.

The Northern Sea is beyond that mountain range.

In other words, the Akeralt Mountains act as a natural breakwater, so no matter how big a tsunami hits, the Paeraton territory is safe.

‘Then the flood that will occur in the Paeraton territory is probably a flood caused by heavy rain rather than a tsunami.’

But.

‘Paeraton’s water management facilities are on a different level from other waterways or dams.’

They are sturdy enough to withstand most heavy rains.

That’s why the Paeraton territory was not included in the water control project I was in charge of.

If Paeraton’s water management facilities couldn’t withstand it, the entire northern and central parts of the continent would be flooded.

‘…Of course, it could be a continent-wide crisis like the Black Death.’

The only crises I can know in advance are limited to the Paeraton territory.

However.

‘I have a feeling that’s not it.’

Why do I feel that way?

I opened the previous quest list.

And I rechecked the quest details that told me that the Black Death was prevalent in the past.

Reader! This is a disaster!

It’s a plague, a plague!

The entire empire will suffer from a plague that started in a small rural village.

Please save the territory residents, who are satisfied with their lives thanks to the improved welfare index, from this black death!

As I read the quest that appeared in front of me, a phrase caught my eye.

‘The entire empire will suffer.’

On the other hand.

‘A massive flood that will paralyze the core of the Paeraton territory.’

Although that devil doesn’t tell me the whole truth, he doesn’t confuse me on such issues.

Because my influence is related to his power.

‘If the northern and central parts of the continent were severely damaged, he would have written all of that.’

So that I can give help to that side and gain more influence.

[As expected of a romance fantasy reader!]

[How serious are you about the plot!]

[Your ability to infer from a few words of text is truly amazing!]

‘This is not the time to joke around.’

[But you don’t have to be so depressed.]

[You can stop it because you know in advance.]

That’s right.

‘This is a man-made disaster.’

It was easier to prevent than a natural disaster.

‘First of all, I need to contact Dad.’

* * *

The Duke’s castle in the Paeraton territory.

Inside the conference room.

A meeting was in full swing, but the Duke of Paeraton took out a communication stone from his pocket.

That’s because this was a communication stone exclusively for his youngest daughter.

He had a dedicated communication stone—nicknamed the hotline—prepared separately so that he would not miss his youngest daughter’s communication due to communication with other guys.

The flow of the meeting was cut off in an instant, but not only the young vassals but also the elders showed their excitement without showing any discomfort.

“Oh, is it a call from the youngest lady!”

“Do you have to go out uncomfortably? Just receive it here!”

“When will the youngest lady come down to the territory?”

Bustling.

The Duke of Paeraton looked at the vassals who were wiggling their butts with joy with a critical eye.

Then, he got up from his seat and headed to the room connected to the conference room without saying a word.

“Geez. Just receive it here……”

“I wanted to see the youngest lady.”

Hearing the small grumbling voice from behind, he thought it was a good thing he didn’t receive it in front of them.

“Lulu.”

_Dad!_

The moment he heard his lively daughter’s voice, a faint smile appeared on the Duke of Paeraton’s face, which had been stiff.

Fortunately, Ruatisha’s complexion was healthy, probably because the maids were taking good care of her.

“I missed you.”

– Ah, me too.

“……It seems like you communicated because you had something to say?”

– Heheung [sound of playful laughter]. I can’t fool Dad. But it’s also true that I missed you.

“I know.”

Ruatisha, who was laughing, suddenly became serious.

– Dad, I think there will be a problem with the territory’s water management facilities.

“Problem? Facility inspections are carried out regularly, and there was nothing wrong.”

– Um, but I think it will happen. A very big problem. If something goes wrong, the entire Paeraton territory could be flooded.

Ruatisha’s eyes were serious.

“Did you see it with your ability?”

– Yes. I didn’t exactly summon my ability. It’s my basic ability that I can know when the Probability God helps me.

The Duke of Paeraton nodded lightly.

“Eat well, sleep on time. Don’t stay up late just because Dad isn’t there.”

– I know.

“Keep the rest time you promised Dad. I’ll ask Orca [likely a caretaker or maid] everything.”

– Ugh, I know! Nagging!

Seeing his daughter pouting her lips warmed his heart.

“I love you.”

– ……Me too.

Even though she pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, she immediately loosened up and nodded, even more so.

“Ha…….”

The Duke of Paeraton, who had ended the communication, swept his hair back with one hand.

“I need to take care of this quickly and go up to the capital.”

I miss my daughter terribly.

I miss her this much already; what will happen when she gets married—.

‘Marriage is definitely out of the question.’

As I entered the council chamber, my vassals’ eyes gleamed.

“What does the young lady say? Does she mention us at all…?”

“Not at all.”

The vassals became dejected.

“It feels like just yesterday she was following us around, giving us drawings with her tiny hands….”

A vassal, teary-eyed at the ruthlessness of time, shut his mouth at the Duke of Paeraton’s gaze.

The Duke surveyed the now-quiet council chamber and began to speak.

“Secretly monitor the repair facilities. And….”

The speech continued at length.

The vassals tilted their heads, puzzled by the Duke of Paeraton’s sudden command.

‘We already have so many other pending matters; why is he suddenly giving such an order?’

Wasn’t it because the vassals were becoming divided due to the Duke of Paeraton’s obvious desire to finish the territory’s affairs as quickly as possible and return to the capital?

“It’s Ruatisha’s request… She has a bad feeling.”

The vassals knew nothing about Ruatisha’s abilities, so the Duke of Paeraton vaguely glossed over it.

However.

“Ah, the youngest lady?”

“Then we must follow it.”

“If our youngest lady has a bad feeling, then so be it.”

Erkel sweated as he watched the vassals immediately agree.

No matter what, wasn’t the Duke of Paeraton their lord?

To question the lord’s command and immediately agree with the youngest lady’s bad feeling.

‘His Excellency must be feeling displeased—.’

Erkel, who was watching the lord’s reaction, soon sighed as he saw the Duke of Paeraton wearing an arrogant smile as if it were natural.

‘Ah, right. Our Duke is the biggest fool for his daughter.’

He was beyond comparison to the vassals.

* * *

“Your Holiness.”

High Priest Abor entered my office after knocking.

Well, in fact, this room wasn’t originally an office but a dedicated prayer room for the Saintess….

‘Hmm, it has become an office with a temple-like interior.’

I shrugged, looking around at the piles of documents.

High Priest Abor placed another armful of reports on my prayer altar—office desk.

“These are the materials you requested.”

I nodded and flipped through the reports.

“Oh, you managed to gather and organize this much data well.”

“Thank you.”

High Priest Abor smiled brightly.

The problem is….

“High Priest Abor.”

“Yes, Your Holiness.”

His eyes sparkled. As if—

“You’re having a nosebleed.”

“Yes?!”

Abor, startled, wiped under his nose. Bright red blood was on his hand.

I handed him a handkerchief and asked.

“Do you want to rest a bit?”

“No. I’m alright!”

Light burst from his hand.

Even with the minor divine power that priests possessed, they could stop nosebleeds and recover from slight fatigue.

“Didn’t Your Holiness say that it is natural for priests to serve with all their might for the peace of humanity?”

Oh, I did say that, but.

I didn’t mean for them to actually die.

“Your Holiness’s words are the words of God!”

“But bringing documents to me like this… just have a young and energetic layperson do it. It’s tiring for you.”

“No! It is my honor and joy to personally submit approval documents to the noble Saintess!”

“Oh… okay.”

Why does it feel like a cult?

Did I do something wrong?

Why do I feel like the priests are becoming more and more like cult followers?

‘Should I have used them moderately?’

I was worried that excessive workload might have caused something to go wrong with the priests’ minds.

‘It’s kind of like Baron Dier….’

Um, it would be serious if there were this many people like Baron Dier in the world.

“Um, the conflict in the Akelt region has been resolved well, so take it easy for a while.”

“Phew, I was really worried that a civil war might break out due to refugee conflicts… It’s really fortunate that Your Holiness is here.”

“I was a bit worried when I was inaugurated as a Saintess, but I’m glad to hear you say that.”

I jokingly said that I was an administrative Saintess rolling people around, but I didn’t know it would actually become this real.

I have now literally become a disaster control tower [a central authority for managing crises].

“Why were you worried! Where else would you find someone who saves people like the Saintess!”

Um, well.

The direction of that salvation is too different from previous Saintesses, though.

As the praise for me was about to continue at length, I hurriedly opened my mouth.

“So, in the end, the name of God is not recorded anywhere, is it?”

I asked, turning the first page of the report that High Priest Abor had submitted, and he nodded.

“Not only in records. It is not found in legends or folktales passed down orally either.”

“Hmm….”

That’s strange.

Even after searching the Bible, tens of thousands of volumes of temple history, old records, legends, and folktales, the name of God is nowhere to be found.

After being inaugurated as a Saintess, I tried to gather information about Aphthanes and Kiyas Edel by looking through the temple library.

But in every book I opened, the name of God was not written.

I thought it was strange and ordered an investigation….

‘Well, I guess they would just call God, God.’

Even so, shouldn’t there be a name at least?

‘Especially since this is a world made with reference to romance fantasy novels.’

A plausible name of God was essential in a romance fantasy world.

‘Aphthanes is also a god.’

In the end, God has a name here too.

“That page is a direct translation of the original from thousands of years ago.”

“There are no traces of erasing the name. So it was originally written like this.”

Did they not want to teach the name to humans?

‘That’s also strange.’

The power of God is said to come from influence—faith.

So, the more my influence as Aphthanes’s proxy increases, the stronger his power becomes.

Then wouldn’t raising the name be much more helpful in strengthening power?

It was the moment I tilted my head.

“It wasn’t originally like that.”

I was startled by the sudden voice and turned around.

A man was standing there silently.

A tall height and elegant demeanor.

An arrogant and aristocratic face like a carved sculpture.

Like I’ve seen him somewhere—.

“…Have we met somewhere before?”

At my question, a crooked smile appeared on the man’s lips.

“Are you hitting on me right now?”

Ha.

What, a narcissist?