The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 145

Belzeon slowly narrowed his eyes.

Though the sky was blue and clear, he kept hearing the sound of rain.

The phantom sounds clinging to his ear and the intense floral scent stinging his nose tightened his breath.

It was a moment no different from the funeral on that rainy day.

It would have been better if he had never known from the start.

His mother, and his new youngest sibling.

Like a bright star, she fell into the gloomy serpent’s castle and shone brightly.

She gave them dazzling warmth and made them realize what happiness was, only to disappear.

Those left behind were left to suffer, clinging to a past that would never return.

Unable to let go, even while being pricked and hurt by thorny memories…

Wasn’t this a curse?

A hollow laugh escaped him involuntarily.

Losing strength, he dropped the sword he had been clutching.

He carelessly let the cursed sword fall onto the flowers and stared at Kieren.

He was already completely out of his mind.

The only reason he didn’t use black magic at the last moment was thanks to Cheshire.

If it hadn’t been for Cheshire, Count Vasilian would have undoubtedly revealed himself as a black magician in the heart of the Holy Empire.

He felt dizzy and squeezed his eyes shut before opening them again.

At his mother’s funeral, Kieren had decided to revive the dead and threw his magic into the darkness, becoming corrupted.

So, what would he try to do this time?

Now that he had lost his young youngest sibling and the sacrifice to revive his dead mother.

Belzeon spoke a title he hadn’t used in a long time.

“…Father.”

Kieren, who had been staring at the spot where Cheshire had disappeared, turned his head expressionlessly.

“Get a grip.”

As he said the same words as that day, the corners of Kieren’s lips curled up slightly.

He looked at his sons.

The blood relatives shared the same thoughts and feelings.

So accurately and identically that it was chilling.

Kieren, who had never learned to cry, smiled.

The bewitching smile was beautiful, but it was as fragile as if it would break at any moment.

“…To be honest, I want to kill you all.”

Kieren whispered with a sigh-like laugh.

“Then I’ll be hated, right? I have to be a good dad…”

He ran his hand over his face.

Red blood streaked across his pale cheeks.

Looking disheveled, he slowly looked around.

As Cheshire disappeared, the flower bushes were also slowly disappearing.

Those who had been charmed by the fairy were regaining their senses one by one.

They were embarrassed by the fact that they had been momentarily charmed, but they couldn’t forget the short but intense ecstasy and kept replaying it.

Remil, who had yielded the crown to Cheshire and created this whole situation, was sitting on the floor with a foolish expression.

Staring at Remil, Kieren opened his lips.

“There should be a fairy that the Holy Empire is keeping locked up for experimentation… Should we go find it?”

It would be much faster to find a fairy locked up than to catch fairies roaming around.

And if it’s a fairy, they would definitely know how to get to the Fairy Kingdom.

Kieren chuckled and muttered.

“If I catch them all and ask… one of them will guide me to where my daughter is, right?”

He didn’t want to just wait quietly until Cheshire came back.

No, he couldn’t wait.

Vasilian would no longer long for anyone.

***

“Kkyaaa!”

Cheshire screamed.

When the view, which had been completely obscured by flowers, cleared again.

Her body began to fall.

Cheshire, flailing her short limbs, widened her eyes.

“Ah…?”

The speed at which she was falling quickly slowed down, and the surroundings came into view.

Cheshire was falling in a narrow passage like a rabbit hole.

All sorts of junk were floating in the passage.

A chessboard, a broken doll, crushed and broken cakes and cookies, flowers of brilliant colors, and even tangled thorny bushes.

They all looked familiar.

Cheshire, looking closely around, reached out and grabbed one at random.

After examining it carefully, she muttered in amazement.

“It’s from my phantasmagoria [a dreamlike sequence of images]?”

They were all things that existed in Cheshire’s phantasmagoria.

Only the size was slightly smaller to fit the narrow rabbit hole passage, but even the broken parts were exactly the same.

After checking them one by one, Cheshire suddenly realized.

The way to find the Fairy Kingdom.

It was through the fairy’s phantasmagoria.

‘The Fairy Kingdom is also made up of a giant phantasmagoria.’

Opening a new path through the phantasmagoria to get to the kingdom.

Then that would explain why things from Cheshire’s phantasmagoria were floating around here now.

‘But…’

Cheshire blinked slowly.

The speed of falling had now decreased enough to leisurely look around.

‘This isn’t in my phantasmagoria.’

Very rarely, there were things mixed in that didn’t exist in Cheshire’s phantasmagoria.

Cheshire carefully grabbed an unfamiliar object.

It was the silver pocket watch that Kieren carried around.

Tick, tock, tick.

The sound of the second hand turning was clear when she held it to her ear.

After hesitating, she pressed the top of the watch to open the lid.

Inside the watch, there was writing engraved in soft cursive.

[Rose]

She stared blankly at the letters meaning rose.

Tick, tock, it was when she was unknowingly listening to the sound of the second hand.

“… !”

Suddenly, everything around her flowed down like paint.

Darkness melted away and a new landscape unfolded.

What appeared before Cheshire’s eyes was a vast flower field.

A woman was walking lightly across a field where flowers were blooming profusely.

Her long blonde hair was carelessly let down, and she was wearing a large white dress, which was so dirty that it was difficult to tell that it was white.

Her bare feet were covered in dirt and blood, and her exposed arms and legs were full of all sorts of wounds, making it painful to even look at.

The woman, whose face was not clearly visible because it was covered by her messy hair, walked while singing.

And every time she moved.

The flowers withered and the fields dried up as she walked.

The lush leaves instantly lost their vitality, turned yellow, withered, and crumbled.

Everything was breaking down, but the woman was smiling.

She staggered and took endless steps, singing an unknown song.

Why was that?

Cheshire couldn’t take her eyes off her.

Her gaze, which had been fixed as if stuck, suddenly turned to the woman’s stomach.

The only part of her body that was roundly swollen in her otherwise parched body…

A lightning-fast intuition split her head.

Cheshire opened her lips without realizing it.

“Mom?”

It was a word she had never spoken out loud.

She called her as if it was popping out from inside, but the woman didn’t look back.

She just kept walking forward.

Not having the courage to call her again, Cheshire hesitantly followed her.

The woman laughed and sang for a long time, then suddenly collapsed.

“Mom… !”

Cheshire hurriedly approached the woman.

But this was a fragment of memory held by the phantasmagoria.

As when she saw Hylon’s memories, Cheshire’s hand only futilely brushed against the woman.

The woman lying on the floor gasped for breath.

She trembled and clutched her stomach, groaning in pain.

Cheshire stopped breathing at that moment.

She couldn’t even breathe and just stared at her.

The child she would have had through an unwanted relationship.

Maybe it was because of me that Mom couldn’t escape the lab properly.

No, maybe she went crazy because of me…

That’s what I had been guessing.

So, I thought Mom would definitely resent Cheshire.

I thought she would curse the baby in her belly and scream in resentment.

“Baby.”

The woman whispered with chapped lips.

“My beloved baby.”

She hugged her swollen belly on the dead flowers and whispered affectionately.

“Mommy is sorry…”