The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 168

쿵, 쿵, 쿵.

Something pounded fiercely in my ear.

It was only later that Cheshire realized it was the sound of her own heart beating.

Why?

Why?

Why was Mom’s portrait hanging here?

She didn’t even feel bewildered.

Her mind was just blank.

Cheshire took a step back without realizing it.

Hata caught her just before she stumbled and fell down the stairs.

“…….”

The hand firmly holding Cheshire trembled slightly.

Shaking eyes looked at Cheshire.

Hata was as shocked as Cheshire.

Cheshire stared at Hata for a while, then turned her head back to the portrait.

Kiern’s voice, sweetly greeting, echoed in her ear.

“I’m home, Rose.”

The woman in the portrait must have been the late Countess Basilian.

There couldn’t be two or more people, no, fairies, with such identical faces in the world.

Naturally, only one possibility came to mind.

‘What if Countess Basilian is the previous Fairy Queen and my mother?’

But even if that were the case, nothing added up.

Richesia was abandoned at an orphanage as a baby and lived there until she manifested as a fairy [a being with magical powers].

After the orphanage burned down, she ran away from slave hunters until she became an adult.

All her memories up to adulthood were vivid.

It couldn’t just be her imagination.

Hailon existed, having watched Richesia grow up.

‘I was born before the three Basilian brothers.’

However, Countess Basilian was pregnant with her youngest child just before she died.

Cheshire should have been the youngest of the Basilian family for the order to be correct.

Completely mismatched timelines.

Unexplainable facts swirled chaotically within her.

She felt a faint dizziness and even nausea.

She was not in a state to think properly.

A strong desire to get out of here surged.

She was about to tell Hata to leave when.

“You followed me after all.”

A low voice was heard.

Cheshire and Hata turned their heads at the same time.

Kiern, having taken off his coat and jacket and wearing only a shirt, stood at the top of the stairs.

With his arms crossed and leaning against the wall, he was dressed casually with a few shirt buttons undone.

His neatly combed-back hair also fell naturally, covering his forehead.

With a light smile, he asked.

“Isn’t she pretty?”

Cheshire and Hata were still hidden.

Even though he couldn’t see anything, Kiern estimated Cheshire and Hata’s location and continued to speak while staring at them.

“She’s my wife.”

The pride subtly underlying his words was palpable.

It was as if he wanted to boast to the entire continent.

But even while feeling so proud, he didn’t give the portrait a single glance.

As if afraid it might accidentally catch his eye, he didn’t even tilt his head and only looked straight ahead.

Elegant, long fingers moved as if dancing.

The shadow that sprang from under the frame grabbed the cloth and pulled it down.

The portrait of Countess Basilian was once again covered in white cloth.

“I wanted to brag, but there was nowhere to brag. Lately, I mean…….”

It was only then that she realized what Kiern was saying as he mumbled languidly.

That was why Kiern had let those chasing him be.

He wanted to show off his wife.

To bring those who might do anything into the mansion just for that.

He was out of his mind.

But it was also very Kiern-like.

He must have let them follow because he was confident he could subdue them no matter what they did.

Although it wouldn’t happen, if he were to be in danger because of an existence he couldn’t handle.

‘He must have thought it didn’t matter if he died.’

Because he always had that look in his eyes.

However, sympathy for Kiern did not last.

“Anyway, shall we show ourselves soon?”

He slowly approached Cheshire.

“I don’t know how you hid your appearance, but…….”

Each time he playfully snapped his fingers, the mansion shook.

To be precise, it wasn’t the building, but the darkness covering the mansion that was shaking.

Kiern smiled and said.

“Will you appear if I kill you?”

He had been somewhat lenient in the alleyway earlier.

Cheshire’s face turned pale at the sight of the shadows surging like black waves.

Of course, once Kiern knew it was Cheshire, he would clear away the shadows as if nothing had happened.

He would be overjoyed at the emotional reunion, but.

‘I don’t want to meet him now.’

Any other time would have been fine.

But she didn’t have the confidence to see Kiern’s face right now.

Her messed-up head felt like it was about to explode.

The darkness crashed down like a tidal wave.

A faint ticking hallucination brushed her ears.

In this urgent moment, she thought of Kiern’s pocket watch she had seen in the illusion.

The letters engraved on the lid of the pocket watch.

‘Was Mom’s name Rose?’

Suppressing the sudden surge of curiosity, she was about to somehow avoid the attack when.

Hata suddenly took off the flower attached to his forehead.

“I, I was wrong!”

The charging shadow stopped abruptly at Hata’s shout as he revealed himself.

Kiern and Cheshire looked at Hata with surprised eyes.

Hata forced himself to continue speaking, trembling with tension and fear.

“Hata was, curious about, the beast potion…. So I followed you.”

Hata had also seen Countess Basilian’s portrait.

Having been together for a long time, Hata was more sensitive to Cheshire’s feelings than anyone else.

He noticed that Cheshire was confused and wanted to avoid Kiern right now, so he deliberately stepped forward.

It was a situation where his head could be blown off by an angry Kiern, but Cheshire’s puppy was brave.

He wanted to protect Cheshire’s heart from being hurt, even more than his own life.

“…The witch’s dog.”

Kiern muttered briefly and chuckled.

“You were this skilled? How did you know about the beast potion?”

“I accidentally smelled the potion at Miya’s costume shop…….”

“Ah. You’re the same beast and you make potions, so that could be possible.”

Hata, who hated Miya, didn’t even go near her costume shop, but he had been there a few times, so it was a plausible lie.

“I won’t tell anyone what I saw today.”

Hata said, swallowing hard.

Kiern stroked his chin with his hand, lost in thought.

“I have to either kill you or erase your memory…….”

Each time he muttered a word, Hata’s shoulders twitched.

“Since I still want to make a good impression on my daughter’s birth mother, I’ll let it slide.”

After all, she needs to know my identity anyway, Kiern said, showing an uncharacteristically generous side.

Cheshire, who was about to step in front of Kiern if necessary, breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

“However, there’s a condition.”

Of course, he wasn’t going to let him go for free.

“As you know, I lost my daughter. Perhaps the witch can find her…….”

Speaking slowly, Kiern slowly scanned Hata up and down as if assessing him.

“I want to meet the witch, so bring her here on the first day of the week after the Palen Emperor’s birthday banquet.”

Since Cheshire had disappeared for a year, Richesia had naturally been missing as well.

Kiern demanded a meeting with Hata as if it were the most natural thing in the world, even though no one had found the witch.

His eyes flashed red.

A question fell that didn’t even consider a negative answer.

“You can do that much, can’t you, mutt?”