The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 12

The baby fairy was a villain – Episode 12 (12/200)

He was an incredibly handsome man.

His smooth, silver hair seemed spun from eternal snow.

His well-defined features possessed a strong, cool air, creating an untouchable aura.

His clear, almost transparent blue eyes greatly enhanced the man’s ethereal presence.

If Kieren was made of dark, sinister shadows, this man was his opposite—a being of the brightest, purest light.

The man, who had been sitting upright on the sofa in the audience chamber, slowly rose.

Fully standing, the man was tall and slender.

However, Chesha knew well that the body hidden beneath the pure white uniform was all muscle.

The large, firm hands hidden beneath the gloves were rough with calluses.

Every time those hands touched her, it felt like her skin was being scraped…

Chesha bit her lip, noticing the white bracelet glimpsed beneath his sleeve.

She had hoped it was just someone else with the same face, but seeing that bracelet, she was certain.

‘Hylone.’

Chesha quietly whispered his name in her heart.

The blue eyes turned indifferently towards Kieren.

Then, the moment Chesha was caught in those calm eyes.

“…!”

Agitation flickered across his face, which rarely showed any emotion.

Chesha quickly averted her gaze.

But it was already too late.

Hylone approached, his face contorted.

He strode forward and reached out his hand.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch Chesha, a force blocked Hylone.

“The esteemed Holy Knight.”

The veins on the back of Kieren’s hand bulged, and blue sinews rose.

Kieren smiled sweetly, applying crushing pressure.

“Is there something you need from my daughter?”

“……”

Though his wrist was twisted, Hylone still couldn’t take his eyes off Chesha.

His persistent gaze scrutinized Chesha.

The curling golden hair.

The small lips and fingers, the sharp-tipped eyes.

Even the delicate pink eyes, like flower petals.

He observed Chesha’s eyes for a particularly long time before shifting his gaze to Kieren’s red eyes.

Those with great power are spared from the aging process.

Hylone stared intently at Kieren, who appeared to be in his early thirties at most, and slowly spoke.

“…I apologize. She resembled someone I know.”

Unfortunately, Hylone’s apology only provoked Kieren further.

“Is that so?”

Kieren’s smile twisted at the word ‘resembled.’

“I’m curious who she resembles.”

Kieren scanned Hylone from head to toe with an openly scrutinizing gaze, adding one more word.

“Very.”

Chesha felt like she wanted to faint as the situation spiraled in a bad direction.

Chesha wasn’t the only one who wanted to faint.

Count Ludin rolled his eyes and shouted.

“He belongs to the 1st Order of Holy Knights!”

It was a desperate plea to avoid any rudeness. [The 1st Order of Holy Knights is the most elite knight order.]

Count Ludin looked ready to knock Kieren down right then and there.

Hylone, who stopped the rampaging Count Ludin with a simple glance, briefly introduced himself.

“Nice to meet you. I am Hylone.”

Kieren also briefly introduced himself in return.

“Kieren Basilian.”

Count Ludin, on behalf of Kieren, began to introduce his background in detail.

“This is Count Basilian, who governs the Eastern Basilian Territory. You may know, but the Black Forest is somewhat famous…”

“I am aware.”

Hylone coldly cut off Count Ludin’s words and silently stared at Kieren.

Kieren, who had been feigning attentiveness with a picturesque smile, opened his mouth.

“It’s my first time meeting a knight of the 1st Order of Holy Knights, so it’s quite fascinating.”

‘Ugh! That guy isn’t a Holy Knight! He’s an Inquisitor!’

Chesha, the only one here who knew Hylone’s true identity, was internally frantic, unable to say anything.

Holy Knights are great beings.

Especially the 1st Order of Holy Knights, which Hylone was impersonating, was the most elite knight order in Hildegard.

It was the core that led the massive Holy Knight Order, which consisted of 36 orders, and belonging to it meant being a highly capable person in a very important position.

However, Inquisitors were even more impressive.

The highest-ranking clergy, positioned directly below the Holy King along with the Cardinals.

That was the Inquisitor.

The only 13 Inquisitors possessed the power of summary execution and indulgences [official pardons].

They were forgiven in the name of the Holy Empire for whatever they did.

Hylone was the leader of those Inquisitors.

Moreover, Hylone wielded the ‘Chains of Condemnation,’ a sacred artifact that no one had ever been able to handle, and was revered even in Hildegard as proof of divinity.

In simple terms, he was a noble figure whom even the Emperor would have to rush out and treat with respect if he called.

‘But what is he doing here!’

To be suddenly in the Emperor’s audience chamber.

The identity of the Inquisitor was confidential.

She knew that they usually pretended to be Holy Knights so as not to reveal it carelessly.

But seeing Hylone saying he was a Holy Knight with such a brazen face in the Emperor’s audience chamber was dumbfounding.

“But why is the Holy Knight here?”

‘Yes! Disappear for a bit!’

Chesha glared at Hylone, clutching Kieren’s sleeve tightly.

Kieren shrugged and continued.

“I thought I would be spending some intimate time alone with His Majesty. It’s embarrassing how obvious it is that His Majesty’s favor has waned.”

He narrowed his eyes and sneered.

“It seems the new favorite is Sir Hylone?”

Count Ludin’s face turned red at the mention of favor.

However, Hylone himself didn’t show any particular reaction.

He was a man who had almost no emotions to begin with.

It was impossible to shake Hylone with ordinary taunts or provocations.

The only times he rarely showed emotion were in front of the vixen Richessia.

Hylone spoke with a face as expressionless as a statue.

“I came to see you, Count Basilian.”

“Me?”

“Is this child the one who will participate in the Minor Saint Prayer Meeting?”

“Yes.”

“The newly adopted child has an unclear identity, so a verification process must be conducted before attending the prayer meeting.”

“I didn’t expect you to do the verification so suddenly like this.”

“It is unavoidable as no external factors should be involved. Especially since the reward for this prayer meeting was once a sacred artifact, the Count must know that we must be even more thorough.”

Hylone finished speaking coldly.

“Cooperate.”

It was a notification that allowed no room for refusal.

If he refused here, Chesha would not be able to participate in the Minor Saint Prayer Meeting.

Kieren seemed to have noticed that fact as well, his eyes turning coldly.

“If you put it so threateningly, I have no choice. However…”

Kieren wore a thick smile.

Unlike the smiling mouth, undisguised murderous intent was revealed in his eyes.

“There should be no repeat of what happened earlier.”

It meant not to act rudely towards Chesha.

Hylone readily admitted his fault.

“I will be careful.”

Kieren’s eyes softened just a little.

Count Ludin, who had been cautiously observing the tense atmosphere, quickly interjected.

“Well, Sir Hylone will stay here, and the Count can come with me to another audience chamber.”

Kieren ignored Count Ludin’s words.

“Chesha.”

He gently massaged Chesha’s hands and urged.

“If anything happens, call Daddy. Okay? No, it’s okay to call just because you miss me.”

“Yes!”

“And… remember what Daddy said?”

Of course, she remembered the words that he would give everything if she achieved just one thing.

Chesha nodded.

Feeling that it wasn’t enough, she patted Kieren’s chest with her small hand.

“Don’t worry.”

“Okay.”

The gesture to reassure him was effective.

Kieren smiled faintly, kissed the back of Chesha’s hand, and carefully placed Chesha on the sofa.

“Daddy will be back.”

Kieren turned back several times as he left the audience chamber.

Chesha waved to him.

The door to the audience chamber closed, and the small child was completely out of sight.

Kieren stared silently at the closed door for a moment.

“……”

He licked his dry lips and slowly followed Count Ludin.

As he entered the audience chamber where the real Emperor was waiting, an old man with a grizzled beard was lazily drinking tea.

He put down his teacup and smiled kindly.

“Finally, Count Basilian has arrived! Thank you for your hard work in coming.”

The generous Emperor did not leave out Count Ludin either, praising him.

“You have also worked very hard, Count Ludin. I will make sure to take care of your efforts later. You may leave now.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Count Ludin bowed and paid his respects, then glared at Kieren one last time with dissatisfaction before leaving the audience chamber.

Thud, the door closed.

The moment the space was separated, the atmosphere of the audience chamber completely changed.

The face of Kieren, who had been wearing a polite smile until just now, turned coldly.

The supreme Sun Emperor of the Palen Empire stuttered without realizing it.

“Co, Count.”

Kieren strode forward.

And grabbed the Emperor, who was sitting on the sofa, by the collar and lifted him up.

“Kkeoeok…!”

The Emperor made a dying sound but didn’t even dare to think of resisting.

He simply hung his limbs limply and trembled in fear.

The red eyes glaring at the Emperor gleamed with a strange light.

“Answer me.”

Kieren smiled crookedly and asked.

“Is that bastard an Inquisitor?”