The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 130

How could anyone not love someone like that?

As Karha said, it was impossible.

At the same time as realizing this, Theo also became aware of something else.

He foolishly realized only now what he had wanted that night.

The Vasilians stepped forward bravely to protect the child.

He didn’t want to just stare blankly at their backs.

Theo wanted to stand alongside the men of the Vasilian family.

To be able to confidently say that he would protect Chesha Vasilian….

He wanted to become a true guard knight of the Vasilian family.

His heart swelled.

He felt dazed, as if intoxicated by the newly embraced dream.

Theo couldn’t contain the overwhelming emotion and blurted out.

“I… I like Chesha too. If you give me a chance, I want to serve her closely by her side.”

He was so excited that he blurted out the words without thinking.

Theo blushed and said shyly.

“I want to become Chesha’s guard knight.”

It was a shy confession, like a teenager confessing their first love.

Even if it wasn’t immediately accepted, he expected at least a positive reaction.

“Haha!”

A loud laugh erupted.

As if he had heard a very funny joke, Karha laughed gleefully.

After a while of giggling, Karha’s hand lightly tapped Theo.

Despite the light touch, he couldn’t breathe as if he had been roughly hit in the solar plexus [the soft spot in the center of the abdomen where a blow can cause temporary paralysis].

“Sir Theo.”

Theo looked down at the young boy with nervous eyes.

The bright red eyes captured Theo.

“Can you abandon the Nemea family?”

“……”

“Can you remove ‘Nemea’ from behind your name?”

Theo moved his lips.

He couldn’t say anything.

Karha, who had been watching quietly, said sharply.

“You can’t, can you?”

“…I, I.”

“You must be having foolish dreams because the baby is nice and soft.”

Karha’s eyes slowly scanned Theo.

A simple and kind teddy bear.

Theo lowered his head, as if he could read the words in the indifferent gaze.

A sharp voice like a blade pierced Theo, who was trembling slightly.

“I have no intention of assigning someone like you as a guard knight. Wake up from your dream.”

Don’t talk nonsense to the baby.

With those final words, Karha left Theo behind and went away.

***

The private meeting with the Holy King Sianor was a very rewarding time.

While obtaining Kiernan’s pardon, he created an opportunity to delve into the fairy experiments that Sianor was conducting.

‘I’ll play along with them!’

He was going to act like a docile and cute baby, and actively cooperate with Sianor.

Sianor was coveting the fairy power that Chesha possessed.

He would definitely try to conduct experiments with Chesha.

Chesha’s goal was to subtly dig in and get to the laboratory where the fairies were trapped.

‘It probably isn’t inside the Holy Empire.’

He intended to see with his own eyes exactly what was happening to the fairies.

Chesha, who had achieved what he wanted, became generous.

And Sianor, who had obtained Chesha’s promise, seemed to have regained his composure as well.

As a benevolent Holy King, he bestowed a blessing on the father impersonator.

He was clumsy, but still a black magician.

The man was in pain from the divine power pouring down on him.

However, since the Holy King himself was directly bestowing the blessing, he couldn’t show any signs of pain.

The man endured, with a pale face and dripping with cold sweat.

After the hellish consecration [the act of declaring something sacred], he bowed his head and offered his thanks.

Sianor stroked Chesha’s round head with his hand and whispered kindly.

“Let’s see each other again soon.”

“Yes!”

When he answered cheerfully, Sianor smiled contentedly.

Cardinal Milliard politely escorted Chesha and the man out of the glass greenhouse.

Before completely leaving the greenhouse, Chesha glanced back.

Remil was looking this way.

He should find an opportunity later to grab Remil and ask what that ‘education’ was all about.

‘Should I try to act friendly in advance?’

Chesha smiled and winked at Remil.

Chesha chuckled inwardly as he watched Remil blush as if his face was on fire.

Cardinal Milliard, who had successfully completed the mission of handing Chesha over to the Holy King, seemed completely relieved.

He took Chesha and the man in a perfunctory manner, then dropped them off in a suitable garden.

“Then have a conversation.”

Then he hurriedly disappeared somewhere.

Chesha and the man were left alone.

The man who was holding Chesha began to tremble as soon as they were alone.

Chesha pointed to a chair in the garden with his finger.

The man sat Chesha down on the chair, and he knelt on the ground to match his eye level.

The series of actions was done very naturally, and no one felt anything strange.

The small baby sitting in front of the man kneeling politely opened his mouth solemnly.

“Name.”

“Yes! My name is Norman.”

“Norman Ajusshi [a Korean term for ‘mister’ or ‘uncle’, used to address older men].”

“…Yes!”

Although Norman had become Nomer, he answered with a fully disciplined attitude without any complaints.

Chesha patted him on the shoulder.

“Ajusshi is important from now on. Keep playing the role of Dad. Got it?”

“Yes!”

He was ready to answer forcefully even if he was told to die right here.

Norman was quick-witted, as expected of someone from the underworld.

He didn’t ask Chesha anything.

He only answered the questions he was asked.

He didn’t know much, so he wasn’t very useful.

‘But there’s still a use for him.’

He planned to exploit the Holy King and the Cardinal’s weaknesses by pretending to regard Norman as his real father.

Chesha discussed this and that with Norman.

He still couldn’t believe that he would meet his real father, but it was still touching, and they would get to know each other better in the future….

That was roughly the content.

After creating a heartwarming story of a father-daughter reunion, Chesha decided to return to prison.

He didn’t forget to remind him of the most important thing before that.

“Ajusshi, do you remember what I said?”

“Of course! Never act rashly in front of Count Vasilian!!”

The most dangerous variable in the plan to use the fake father was Kiernan.

His jealousy was so severe that it pierced the sky.

If he made a mistake, Kiernan would quickly get rid of Norman in the blink of an eye.

Chesha sighed, “Ehyo [a Korean expression of weariness or exasperation].”

Norman, who was still kneeling, glanced around.

Norman must have been having a hard time after being bombarded with divine power while receiving the consecration.

He looked a little pitiful, kneeling with a pale face.

He must have been quite tired since he was wearing a magic control device.

Chesha waved his hand at him.

“Let’s go back to jail.”

Just as he was about to be embraced by Norman to use him as a means of transportation to take him back to prison.

A big wind blew.

The leaves rustled.

The fluttering leaves gently landed on Norman’s hair.

Since he couldn’t shake off the leaves because he was holding Chesha, he reached out his hand instead.

It was when he removed the leaves and roughly tidied up his disheveled hair.

He felt something subtle.

Chesha looked down at his feet and blinked.

“…?”

The sun shouldn’t have set that much yet.

‘But I feel like the shadow has gotten really long……?’

While staring at the suspiciously elongated shadow, he suddenly turned his gaze as if someone had pulled him.

Kiernan was standing there.

“…Hic.”

Chesha was so surprised that he hiccupped.

It was clear that Chesha was the one who asked for Kiernan to be released from prison.

‘But there’s no need to release him this quickly!’

Sianor had done it as a favor, but it had come back as a knife.

“……”

Even though he made eye contact with Chesha, Kiernan said nothing.

He slowly blinked with a blank face.

The red eyes briefly stared at the leaves in Chesha’s hand.

Chesha quickly shook off the leaves and threw them on the floor.

Kiernan slowly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

He called his name in a smooth voice.

“…Daddy’s here, Chesha.”