The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 138

It was a space filled with nothing but darkness.

Spending hundreds of years in the dark, it would have been stranger not to go insane.

All those educated there emerged as madmen.

Except for Hylone.

Everyone wondered why Hylone maintained his sanity.

The Holy King and the priests who managed the glyphs [sacred symbols or inscriptions] formed various hypotheses to find the cause.

But no one could figure out the reason.

In the end, they concluded it was a miracle brought about by God’s care and ended by praising Him.

However, Hylone, who had actually been trapped there and came out unscathed, knew exactly.

It was impossible with divine power alone.

Divine power only served to maintain order, allowing those who entered the space to return to the present.

The heterogeneous power mixed in the glyphs twisted time and created chaos.

And that was probably…….

It seemed to be the power of a fairy.

The reason Hylone speculated so was simple.

The dark space felt similar to a fairy’s domain.

Perhaps it was thanks to Richessia engraving the glyph of the fairy on him that he endured hundreds of years in the dark.

That place, similar to a fairy’s domain, was lenient to those with traces of fairies.

The darkness quietly embraced Hylone.

Of course, even if that place was not hostile to Hylone, and even if Hylone had an insensitive personality.

There were moments when he wanted to give up in the endless time.

Each time, Hylone recalled only one person.

“You are my prey, Hylone.”

“So don’t die carelessly.”

“You saved me; who asked you to kill me?”

He retraced the glyph and the memories she had engraved on him.

“Your eyes are a very pretty color.”

“Why do you only follow me around like this?”

“Want to kiss again?”

The voice left in his head, the clear laughter, the glistening eyes, the white and soft hands…….

By obsessively repeating and recalling them, he could maintain his sanity.

He endured with the single thought of getting out of this place and meeting her again.

Richessia was the one who saved Hylone, and she was Hylone’s God.

However, a new being stealthily entered the heart that had contained only one person.

“Hic, hiu…….”

Hylone sighed, holding the still-sobbing child.

He wondered how so many tears could come from such a small body, worried that she might get dehydrated.

He had once lived with the child in his mansion in Palen’s territory.

It was only a few days, but it was a fleeting moment that Hylone would never forget in his life.

Even when he was ‘educated’ by the Holy King this time, he endured hundreds of years with that memory.

She was the second most precious being after Richessia.

But he was frustrated because he couldn’t even soothe her crying right now.

He was praised as the proof of divinity and was the head of the Inquisitors, leading the Holy Knights of Hildred.

But he didn’t know any way to stop a child’s crying.

After much deliberation, Hylone decided to try the only method that came to mind.

He took out what he had been carefully keeping inside his uniform.

“…This.”

Chesha blinked her wet eyelashes and looked at Hylone.

In his hand, wearing leather gloves, was a flower with a subtle mix of purple and pink.

It was a flower torn from Richessia’s dress before.

Was it because it was a fairy’s flower?

He didn’t water it separately, but for some reason, it didn’t wither for a long time and continued to maintain its freshness.

He handed the freshly picked flower to the child.

“I’ll give it to you.”

It was Richessia’s flower, so she would surely like it.

He was worried about what to do if this didn’t work, but fortunately, the child who received the flower stopped crying.

Chesha fiddled with the flower in her hand for a long time.

Her plump cheeks were flushed, so he took off his gloves and cooled them by placing the back of his hand against them.

The child, who had been quietly focusing on the flower, asked.

“…Who gave dis to oo [this to you]?”

“Your mom.”

For some reason, he flinched for a moment, then carefully asked another question.

“…Do oo wike her [Do you like her]?”

There was no need to ask who she was referring to.

Hylone thought of the one who was identical to the child and replied briefly.

“I don’t know.”

The child made a dissatisfied expression at the ambiguous answer.

Her lips protruded with a very upset face.

He poked the beak-like lips with his fingertip and continued.

“It doesn’t seem appropriate to say I like her.”

Indeed, it was.

This could not be explained by simple affection.

Even Hylone, who was inherently insensitive to emotions, knew that this was not normal.

It was when he was slightly bending his eyes at the dissatisfied child.

“Den wat is it [Then what is it]?”

When asked what it was if he didn’t like her, he answered this time without hesitation.

“She is the God I worship.”

The child opened her lips.

She was so surprised that her tears disappeared.

The child’s face, with her eyes wide open, suddenly turned red.

She mumbled with a face as red as a May rose.

“B, but, Knight shouldn’t say such dings [things]…….”

Of course, it was a very irreverent statement that a Holy Knight should never make.

He smiled at her wriggling as if worried.

Hylone unknowingly raised the corners of his mouth.

“So it’s a secret.”

He whispered, lightly pressing his lips on the child’s round forehead and taking them off.

“Only you know.”

“…….”

After a moment of silence, the child mumbled, covering her forehead with her small hand.

“Okay.”

Hylone chuckled again.

The wind swept through the surroundings coolly.

He quietly listened to the rustling sounds of grass and leaves swaying, enjoying the peaceful moment.

Thanks to the little child in his arms.

Hylone could be as happy as if he had the whole world.

***

‘Ah, embarrassing.’

She cried too much.

Chesha, whose face was swollen, writhed in embarrassment.

It was extremely rare for Chesha to reveal the bottom of her emotions like this.

But she showed a lot of weakness because of Hylone.

Even in a place where Holy Knights were gathered.

When she stayed at the Grand Temple of Palen for a while, the Holy Knights treated her like a doll that would crumble if they touched her.

Now, the knights of Hildred here would treat Chesha the same way, as a glass doll.

‘Even though they all saw that I’m a great fairy!’

While Hylone went to a quiet place to soothe Chesha.

The Holy Knights, who had been picking any weeds in the garden, were now enthusiastically ‘finding flowers that fairies like’.

When Chesha returned to the training ground with Hylone, it was already a graveyard of flowers.

“…….”

Were they trying to win with quantity?

A hollow laugh came out at the sight of them all being torn off indiscriminately, but she praised them for their admirable sincerity.

“Tank oo, ebwyone [Thank you, everyone]!”

When she threw a word with a bright smile, they were all thrilled to death.

‘Anyway, they know what’s cute…….’

Even though she thought with a snort inside, she felt not bad.

And after a while.

Chesha belatedly realized that she had been away for too long and was startled.

When she shouted that she had to go back right away, Hylone decided to take Chesha back.

He seemed worried that she would be scolded for going out on her own.

Of course, it wasn’t a good idea.

Kieren, who saw Chesha returning in Hylone’s arms, smiled first.

But soon after, he became expressionless in an instant.

He quietly looked at Chesha and asked.

“Chesha, did you cry?”

Shake, shake.

Chesha quickly shook her head as if she wasn’t.

And stretched out her hands.

And she grabbed Kieren and Hylone, one in each hand.

It was a situation where the main characters were all gathered.

She decided to announce her plan here.

“Papa, Knight.”

The two men, who were waging a silent battle with their eyes, turned to Chesha.

Chesha looked at them alternately and said.

“I have a pwan [plan].”

It was a plan to take the Fairy Queen’s crown.