The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 17

Count Rudin and his wife stared, mouths agape.

It was a statement and action that completely shattered social norms.

And Chesha, witnessing the twins’ vehement reaction, was also left speechless.

‘Is he being protected just because he carries the Vasillian name?’ she wondered.

He was an adopted child brought in out of necessity.

Of course, they had become a bit closer recently, but…

‘He’s still just a fake,’ Chesha thought, examining the twins with a slightly new perspective.

Meanwhile, Belzeon belatedly rose from his seat.

“Karha, Ishuel!” he called their names coldly, glaring at them.

The twins simultaneously pouted.

Karha picked up his sword again and went to Ishuel’s side.

Belzeon apologized to Count Rudin and his wife on behalf of the twins.

“I apologize. My younger siblings are still young and immature. Please, forgive them with generosity.”

No matter what, they shouldn’t treat a fellow noble, especially Count Rudin, a key figure in the capital’s social circles and even a servant of the Emperor, in that manner.

Regardless of his true feelings, Count Rudin’s outward actions were a ‘help,’ making it even more imperative to maintain decorum.

Belzeon’s actions were the result of extremely rational judgment.

Count Rudin, finally encountering someone who understood common sense, flew into a rage.

“The father and the sons are all equally rude!” he shouted, saying he had disliked them since they came up from the East.

Beside Count Rudin, the Countess burst into tears.

Belzeon quietly apologized once more before Count Rudin, who was sputtering and yelling.

“I apologize.”

“Hah! I don’t want to talk to children anymore. What is Count Vasillian doing while this is happening?”

“Count Vasillian is…”

Belzeon paused mid-sentence.

Count Rudin pressed him again.

“Why isn’t Kiern Vasillian rushing over here! Contact him immediately!”

“…”

Belzeon moved his lips several times.

But in the end, he couldn’t say anything.

Count Rudin chuckled in disbelief.

“I can see how the Vasillian household is run.”

He lowered his voice and muttered quietly. “This is what happens when they grow up without a mother…”

Fire flashed in Ishuel and Karha’s eyes.

They looked ready to kill the Count and Countess this time.

But they couldn’t do anything because Belzeon sent them a warning look.

“…”

The twins gritted their teeth and endured.

Meanwhile, Count Rudin warned them with a very arrogant attitude.

“I will never let this matter pass.”

He took care of his sobbing wife and stormed out of the drawing-room.

Because he threw the door open with a bang, all the servants came running in surprise.

Count Rudin shouted loudly, as if for the servants to hear, “Count Vasillian had better come and apologize for this rudeness himself!”

The servants chased after Count Rudin, who was huffing and puffing as he left.

Only the three Vasillian siblings and Chesha remained in the drawing-room.

The twins and Chesha looked at Belzeon.

“Brother! I’m going to kill him right now…!” Ishuel, who was shouting with his eyes shining red, suddenly closed his mouth.

It was because Belzeon’s atmosphere was unusual.

Belzeon wasn’t angry.

He was expressionless for a moment, then just let out a small breath.

And then he slowly turned around and said, “Don’t do anything.”

He left only those words and disappeared.

The little ones left in the drawing-room were very dispirited.

Normally, the two of them would have been making a fuss, but the atmosphere was gloomy.

Ishuel hugged Chesha tightly and muttered, “Brother apologized.”

He bit his lower lip until it turned white, then said again, “It’s too humiliating.”

“…Me too.”

The twins were silent for a while.

A gloomy silence settled between them.

Karha, who had been pressing his lips tightly, suddenly shouted, “But what did I do wrong? That woman started it first! She was talking about orphanages to a baby!”

Karha pointed at Chesha and yelled, “She’s small like this, but she has ears! She can understand everything!”

“I guess putting up with that is what the social world is like,” he grumbled.

“How can I stand it? What if I can’t stand it?”

“We need to have more power.”

“We don’t have it now, power.”

“That’s right.”

Karha clenched his fist in frustration.

“Should we just kill them?”

“Let’s kill them. Shall we go tonight?” Ishuel actively supported Karha’s opinion.

Perhaps a little scared now that Ishuel had set the stage, Karha pretended to back out.

“Hey, what if we get caught? Belzeon will be really angry.”

“Are you too scared of Brother to kill someone?”

“No, that’s not it…”

While the twins were arguing about Count and Countess Rudin, Chesha pursed her lips.

Seeing Belzeon apologize and the twins being depressed made her feel strange.

Especially the boy who couldn’t say anything in front of the angry adults.

The small figure that quietly disappeared after cleaning up everything kept flashing before her eyes.

‘He’s really bothering me…’ she thought.

In the end, Chesha decided to go find Belzeon.

“Ttake me downstairsh!”

“Huh? Do you want to go to the bedroom?”

“Yesh.”

When she said she would ask the servants to take her, they readily let her go.

Perhaps the twins were still planning to execute Count and Countess Rudin in the drawing-room.

Chesha, who came out of the drawing-room, summoned a small butterfly.

It was a butterfly that could find people within a certain range.

“Belzeon,” she said.

As soon as she said the target’s name, the butterfly began to flutter its wings.

After flying for a while, the butterfly landed in front of the study door.

Chesha, who had been chasing the butterfly, looked up at the door for a moment.

She was briefly worried about how to open the doorknob, but fortunately, the study door was slightly open.

Chesha was able to enter without difficulty.

Of course, she didn’t forget to prepare a bribe for Belzeon before entering.

The study, bathed in the afternoon sunlight, felt languid.

The study, filled with the unique smell of books, was a space with a warm atmosphere.

There was a long sofa and tables, so you could read comfortably.

But even after checking each of the chairs filled with fluffy cushions, Belzeon was nowhere to be seen.

After searching for a long time, she finally found her target.

Belzeon was holed up in the corner of the study.

The corner between the bookshelf and the wall.

The boy crouching on the cold stone floor looked small.

The way he pulled his knees up and hugged them looked endlessly young and weak.

It was hard to believe that he had been acting so mature in the drawing-room outside.

‘Is he crying?’ Chesha wondered, tilting her head and examining him.

Belzeon wasn’t crying.

He was just staring blankly at the floor with dry eyes.

But that look bothered her more than crying.

She felt like it would be better if he just burst into tears.

Chesha approached carefully.

Deliberately making a thumping sound, Belzeon, who had been staring only at the floor, slowly raised his head.

“…”

He frowned slightly when he found Chesha.

But he didn’t kick her out, just looked at her and then turned his gaze away.

It was a silent permission.

Chesha came right in front of Belzeon.

“Dere,” she said, choosing an ambiguous title because they weren’t close enough to call him ‘older brother’ yet.

“Ttersha shitting here too,” she added, offering a poor excuse.

“…Legsh hurt.”

She wanted to give him some plausible comfort, but she didn’t know how.

So she just decided to be there with him.

‘Hata [Father] also liked it when I was with him when he had nightmares,’ she thought. ‘She wondered if it would be similar.’

Belzeon and Chesha sat side by side on the stone floor for a long time.

When the cold stone floor became lukewarm with body heat, a low voice was heard.

“Karha and Ishuel stepped forward because you carried the name of Vasillian. It’s not for you.”

She wondered what he was going to say, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was a hurtful statement.

Belzeon looked at Chesha.

“And I’m the one who doesn’t want you to become a Vasillian.”

His red eyes drew a firm line.

“It means that there’s nothing to gain from flattering me.”

“What ish flattery?”

“…”

Chesha just pretended not to understand.

After all, it was too profound a story for a 2-year-old baby to understand.

She handed the bribe she had prepared to Belzeon, who was sighing.

It was a lily of the valley with white flower buds dangling.

“Take dis.”

Everyone feels better when they smell the fresh scent of flowers.

She just hoped that Belzeon’s mood would improve even a little.

Belzeon looked at the flower with a blunt gaze, then took it.

His eyes, which had been looking at the flower indifferently, gradually trembled finely.

His jaw stiffened.

It was because he was gritting his teeth and holding back.

His thinly trembling body was pitiful.

Chesha, who had been hesitating, carefully brought her hand to his cheek.

The moment her small hand touched him, tears fell from Belzeon’s eyes.