The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 107

‘This is a disaster.’

Chesha’s mouth fell open.

The scariest person in the Vasillian family was Belzeon.

Of course, Kieren was scary too, but in a slightly different way.

When Kieren did something crazy, I just thought, ‘I knew he would.’

But when Belzeon did something crazy, it felt like an unexpected disaster had struck.

This was especially true because he did things that even surprised Kieren.

“No, what is going on here……”

The Cardinal swept his hand over his chest and checked on Remil first.

After confirming that Remil was alive, the Cardinal shouted, his face reddening with outrage.

“Hevatton royalty!”

It was as if he was saying, ‘How dare a count’s family, stuck in the backwoods of the East, even touch royalty?’

Of course, this threat meant nothing to Belzeon.

Belzeon asked in a low voice.

“If they’re royalty, should I just stand by and watch them kill my brother in front of my eyes?”

“…That’s not what I meant.”

The Cardinal hurriedly tried to make excuses, but he stammered, unable to think of a plausible rebuttal.

“I don’t think you understand the situation properly.”

Belzeon, who was speaking coldly, hesitated as he reached for his waist.

It was permissible to carry a sword within the Holy Empire, but it was not allowed in certain places.

So, he had left his magic sword behind when he entered the hall where the participants of the minor saint prayer meeting were gathering.

The hand that brushed past his empty waist picked up a small knife from the tea table.

The knife, which was placed there to cut the bread served as tea food, was not very large.

The blade was not very sharp and rather blunt.

However, from the moment it was held in Belzeon’s hand, its presence changed.

Belzeon spoke as if he were giving a very logical explanation.

“Even if I kill the Prince of Hevatton here, it’s self-defense.”

The Cardinal, smelling the scent of a madman overflowing from his calm voice, shouted instinctively.

“Seize him!”

The holy priests belatedly moved in a flustered manner.

But they were not trained knights, and their movements were clumsy.

Belzeon easily avoided them and quickly tried to swing the knife, but.

“Belzeon, Brother……!”

He stopped at the small hand that grabbed him.

Red eyes turned to Chesha.

Chesha urgently gave him a desperate look.

‘Snap out of it, you crazy bastard!’

If he killed Remil here, it would all be over.

Chesha had used the power of the fairy, but it was pushed into Remil’s body, so it was not visible on the outside.

Only Remil himself would have felt the strange power suppressing his divine power.

‘But if I pretend not to know about this, it’ll be fine.’

Finding out about the rampage first could be easily excused with a suitable excuse.

So, if he used the Cardinal’s mistake well, it was an opportunity to create a situation favorable to the Vasillian family…….

It was strange that someone who knew that fact better than anyone else was so excited and overreacting.

“……”

While Belzeon hesitated, the holy priests reached out and grabbed him.

Belzeon, bound by adult men, did not seem afraid, but only swallowed a hollow laugh.

‘Hooah…….’

Chesha breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

She was relieved that Belzeon had come to his senses.

He used only the strength of his wrist to throw the knife he was holding.

The knife, which flew like a dagger, cut through the air and plunged into the sofa.

It was right next to the neck of the fainted boy.

The Cardinal and the holy priests gasped and froze.

Belzeon glared at the Cardinal.

His neat hair was now disheveled and falling over his forehead.

Red eyes flashed between the dark navy hair.

“I will formally protest today’s events.”

Belzeon declared, glaring at the Cardinal.

“In the name of the Vasillian family.”

***

The footsteps walking quickly and fiercely down the hallway were fast and fierce.

Thump, thump, thump.

His heart had been beating too wildly since earlier.

The force of the beating was suffocating.

Belzeon clenched his teeth.

He tried not to hug his brother too tightly, but it was not easy.

The continuation of the Vasillian family.

It was the mission left to Belzeon and the most important axis of his life.

“I’m counting on you, Belzeon.”

From the moment his mother smiled faintly and asked him that, Belzeon had lived only to protect Vasillian.

But…….

Belzeon squeezed his eyes shut and opened them.

Why couldn’t he be patient?

He knew he had to endure because he needed the support of the Cardinals.

When he came to his senses, he was already about to swing the knife.

If Chesha hadn’t stopped him, he probably would have killed the Prince of Hevatton.

Even though he knew it would ruin the Vasillian family.

“Brother…….”

A small voice awakened his mind, which had been stretched to its limit.

Belzeon stopped abruptly.

And placed Chesha on a low cabinet nearby.

Chesha, who was placed on the cabinet, was as cute as a doll.

Chesha wiggled, feeling awkward about the situation of standing face to face at eye level.

Belzeon stared at Chesha silently.

A small body that had not yet matured.

A child who was accepted into Vasillian, but whose blood was not connected, so she was not born with a strong body and strength like the Vasillians.

A younger sibling who would break like a glass craft if faced with malice, an infinitely weak sibling.

“Chesha is a fairy. A fairy with power strong enough to become a queen.”

Kieren’s words flashed through his mind.

“But she is still young and immature. Her heart is tender, she is not cunning, and she willingly tries to help others with her power, even in situations where she could be in danger.”

“So we have to look after and take care of Chesha.”

Kieren smiled quietly after saying that much.

At the time, Belzeon thought he fully understood what he meant.

But he was completely wrong.

The moment he saw the small figure who was the first to notice the rampaging divine power and jumped into the place of death without hesitation.

He felt something snap in his head.

Swinging the knife was also something he did in a half-crazed state.

He was terribly angry.

He felt like he was going crazy because of a child who couldn’t take care of herself.

He managed to stop it today, but that was only for ‘today’.

There was no guarantee that luck would strike next time.

Belzeon called out her full name in a stiff voice.

“Chesha Vasillian.”

Then Chesha straightened up like a soldier with perfect discipline.

Belzeon stared at Chesha without blinking.

The longer the gaze lasted, the more Chesha sweated.

Unable to withstand the long silence, the child mumbled.

“I was wrong…….”

“About what?”

“……”

That was the problem, she didn’t know.

As Chesha only looked at him, Belzeon turned his head to the side for a moment to hold back his anger.

He suppressed his snorting breath.

He squeezed his eyes shut, swept back his hair, and opened his mouth again.

“What do you think of me?”

Chesha opened her lips at the question he threw at her.

She didn’t understand why he was asking this question.

Belzeon slowly opened his lips.

All sorts of words were boiling inside him like a swarm of bees.

Don’t die in front of my eyes.

Don’t make me fail helplessly without being able to protect anything.

From the moment I decided to accept you into Vasillian, you are also a child I have to protect.

Vasillian, the family I want to protect, becomes complete when you are there.

Why are you trying to abandon me so easily?

Are you going to die and leave me like my mother?

The inner thoughts that were trying to burst out recklessly were so messed up that even Belzeon himself was embarrassed.

Calming his mind, telling himself not to act like a child, he took out the words he had filtered out.

“If you think of me as your brother, don’t ever stand in front of me again.”

He wanted to preach coldly and rationally.

But it didn’t work out as he wished.

Words that he couldn’t filter out flowed out between his parted lips.

A weak plea followed in a gloomy voice.

“Please don’t do anything dangerous…….”