The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 106

The Cardinal led Chesha and Belzeon into a room that resembled a reception room.

The reception room, covered in the Holy Empire’s signature sleek white marble, felt cool and sterile.

A wide window was present, but the drawn curtains made the room feel even more closed off, obscuring any view outside.

The priests under the Cardinal’s command stood like shadows against one wall.

Their downward gazes were quite unnerving.

The Cardinal filled teacups with tea.

Belzeon, after examining the tea set on the table, frowned openly.

Strongly brewed black tea, large pastries, and overly large and heavy forks and spoons.

There was nothing an infant could eat.

Whenever they were served tea anywhere, he always remembered how Chesha was separately provided with warm milk, small, soft pastries, and baby utensils.

Right now, the Cardinal was being deliberately petty and unwelcoming.

He was taken aback by the hostility emanating from the tea table.

“……”

Belzeon took a small breath and cut the pastry in front of him into small pieces, placing them on Chesha’s plate.

This conspicuous act of caring for the neglected Chesha caused the Cardinal to frown slightly.

However, the Cardinal quickly smiled gently.

It was a smile that seemed to forgive a minor discourtesy, making Chesha and Belzeon even more annoyed.

‘But doesn’t he have anything to eat either?’

Chesha looked at the child sitting across from him.

The boy sitting next to the Cardinal had his hands folded on his knees like a doll.

He didn’t seem to have any intention of touching the tea table from the start.

He was a child who seemed frail from a distance.

Looking at him up close, he was truly frail, to the point where one might wonder if there was something wrong with him.

A pale face, skinny arms peeking out from under the wide sleeves, and a somber expression.

His excessive calmness, unlike a child, was also unsettling.

His hushed posture even gave off a sense of forced compliance.

The child had been glancing at Chesha for a while now.

Chesha stared intently at the child, and when their eyes met, the child glared with wide eyes.

‘Don’t mess with me.’

Perhaps his inner thoughts were well conveyed in his gaze, the child quickly gasped and lowered his head.

While Chesha was establishing dominance, the Cardinal finally spoke.

“I am Milyord.”

He held the generous sleeve of his robe with his other hand and elegantly sipped his tea.

Milyord, who swallowed the tea silently, said.

“I hoped to have a chance to talk at least once.”

Even though Belzeon had been delegated many powers as the next Count Vasillian and was doing work no different from an adult,

he was still underage.

There was no way that calling Belzeon and the young Chesha separately to talk would look appropriate.

Chesha glared at the Cardinal with a fierce look.

Belzeon calmly waited for the Cardinal to speak.

“This child is……”

The Cardinal paused and looked at the child with a displeased look.

It was because the child flinched as soon as he received attention.

The Cardinal placed his hand on the child’s small hand and continued.

“He possesses divine power. He has such strong divine power that he could become a divine priest right away.”

Considering that his power would only grow stronger with age, he was certainly a talent worth boasting about.

The Cardinal looked intently at Chesha and said.

“I believe he has the qualities most suited for this Minor Saint Prayer Meeting, which seeks a faithful child.”

“So, what you’re saying, Cardinal, is.”

Belzeon asked, trying not to reveal a twisted smile.

“You don’t want Vasillian to participate in the Minor Saint Prayer Meeting?”

“No, I wouldn’t go that far……”

The Cardinal vaguely trailed off at the direct question.

However, the meaning he was trying to convey indirectly was ultimately the same as what Belzeon had pointed out.

Did he think that if he subtly threatened children, they would be scared and tremble?

But instead of being afraid, Belzeon accurately uncovered and exposed his inner thoughts, and the Cardinal couldn’t hide his awkwardness.

“I don’t think the standard of faith is divine power.”

“That’s true, but.”

The Cardinal retorted, somewhat annoyed by the lengthening conversation.

“Wouldn’t it be difficult to say that the Vasillian family is a particularly faithful family?”

“……”

Belzeon narrowed his eyes slightly.

It was an expression that looked just like Kiernan’s when he was displeased.

Chesha ate the muffin piece that Belzeon had cut for him and thought.

‘Anyway, it seems that Vasillian is a strong candidate for winning.’

So much so that the Cardinal is resorting to such pathetic tactics.

Although the power of the family is a major factor, the attitude and behavior of the child attending the prayer meeting are also important.

So, he deliberately sat Chesha here to break his spirit.

But now he was in trouble because Chesha wouldn’t break as he pleased.

‘If this happens, he’ll try to show something even more amazing.’

Chesha watched the Cardinal’s efforts with interest.

The Cardinal tapped the hand of the child who had been sitting silently.

Then the child moved his lips.

“…I am Remil Lu Hebaton, the ninth prince of the Hebaton Kingdom.”

A small voice flowed out like a whisper.

The Hebaton Kingdom was a kingdom bordering Hilderred, known to be blessed by God.

This was because many children with divine power were born there.

Thanks to this, they had a very friendly relationship with Hilderred.

In the midst of all this, the prince was born with exceptionally strong divine power.

This would be a truly joyous occasion for the Hebaton royal family.

They would want to receive the Fairy Queen’s crown at the Minor Saint Prayer Meeting and widely boast to the continent that the Hebaton royal family had been chosen by God.

“Since God has given me divine power… I want to be the proof of divinity.”

Remil, who was speaking slowly, glanced at the Cardinal.

Then the Cardinal called a priest standing behind him.

The priest held out his arm without hesitation and took out a dagger from his pocket, making a light cut.

Blood welled up from his skin.

As the red blood dripped, Remil placed his hand on his arm.

A faint, holy white light spread.

It was the healing power of a divine priest.

“Ah, God……!”

The wound healed instantly without a trace.

The Cardinal wore an expression of great emotion at Remil’s divine power.

The divine priest, who had cut himself on the arm, also had a face of admiration.

“……”

Belzeon and Chesha, who should have been surprised and praised the miracle, were indifferent.

This was because they were used to seeing Hylon using divine power extravagantly.

The Cardinal cleared his throat when the expected reaction did not return.

At the signal to show a new talent, Remil whispered with a pale face and cold sweat.

“I can breathe divine power into withered flowers and make them bloom anew.”

The divine priest brought a vase placed on the table in front of Remil.

It was ridiculous, like some circus act.

But Chesha couldn’t laugh.

This was because Remil’s condition was unusual.

And for some reason, very strangely…….

‘Why do I feel the power of a fairy?’

A very faint fairy power was felt from Remil, who was using divine power.

There was no possibility that Remil was a fairy.

Because all fairies are female.

While Chesha was tilting his head in confusion, Remil took his hand to the flower in the vase.

He used divine power again.

The moment a white light rose and enveloped the flower.

“…!”

Chesha got up from the sofa.

And jumped onto the table.

The neatly arranged tea set was messed up by the thudding landing.

But Chesha ignored it and ran across the table, grabbing Remil’s wrist.

Their eyes met.

Bloodshot eyes stared straight at Chesha.

Chesha said, looking at his reflection engraved in Remil’s trembling eyes.

“Stop.”

The white light flowing from his hand grew stronger.

Chesha shouted at Remil.

“Stop now!”

“Ah, I can’t, I can’t……!”

Remil screamed and twisted his body.

The pure white light flowing from his hand was about to explode.

Chesha strongly infused Remil with his own power [Chesha’s fairy power].

The light faltered for a moment as the power of the fairy suppressed the divine power.

“Chesha!!”

Belzeon, who had jumped over the table in an instant, quickly hugged Chesha.

At the same time, he struck Remil’s solar plexus with his other hand.

With a thud, the white light that was about to engulf everything disappeared with a fizz.

Remil fainted and fell to the ground.

No one in the reception room could open their mouths at the sudden turn of events.

Only the sound of Belzeon breathing heavily continued.

“…What are you doing?”

Belzeon, who had finally caught his breath, asked very calmly.

However, Chesha, who was held in his arms, saw it very clearly.

“Weren’t you about to kill my brother just now?”

Belzeon’s eyes were calmly cold.

Just like when he was about to blow up the Vasillian family’s townhouse.