The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 48

Running away with Belzeon was pleasant.

He had come thoroughly prepared.

His preparedness was as different as heaven and earth compared to Cheshire, who had only brought Hata in her bag.

Belzeon arrived at an abandoned house in a hired carriage.

He changed completely from head to toe with the clothes hidden there.

Cheshire also completely changed clothes with Belzeon’s help.

Even the bag containing Hata.

She was dressed in shabby commoner’s clothes, but because her face was aristocratic, she didn’t forget to cover herself with an old hooded robe.

Then, they took another hired carriage to the square.

It was an unexpected choice to go further into the center, not out of the capital.

“If it’s the Count, he will definitely track us down quickly. It will be more confusing if we move slowly.”

A boy and a baby, similar in size to Cheshire and Belzeon, were riding a hired carriage, diligently heading out of the capital.

The plan was to induce them to chase after that carriage, while the real Cheshire and Belzeon hid in the center of the capital for a while.

“And if we set too demanding a schedule, it will be hard on you.”

It was the last thing he said, but it was easy to guess that it was the part Belzeon considered most important.

Belzeon walked quickly through the square.

The capital’s square, touched by the morning sunlight, was vast.

The magnificent imperial palace was designed to be seen beyond the open square, with red flags bearing the sun emblem, the symbol of the Palen Empire, fluttering everywhere.

It was a place meticulously designed to inspire awe in the imperial family among the empire’s citizens, as well as foreigners visiting the capital.

As Cheshire looked around, Belzeon asked quietly.

“Do you want to look around?”

Cheshire, who was hiding in his robe with only her face showing, shook her head.

A two-year-old from the orphanage might be visiting the capital’s square for the first time, but the enchantress Richesta had been here countless times.

‘The tea house behind that building is really good.’

Cheshire smacked her lips inwardly.

While crossing the square, they naturally passed by the square bulletin board.

In the center of the large bulletin board, in the most visible spot, were several wanted posters of the enchantress Richesta.

Cheshire frowned as she read the phrases written on the wanted poster, such as heinous, atrocious, and outstanding appearance.

‘Why did they draw me so ugly!’

The drawing didn’t even come close to her real self.

She wanted to find the artist who drew the wanted poster and smash their head.

In the meantime, a warning message was also written on the wanted poster in large red letters.

[Anyone who damages or removes this wanted poster will be severely punished.]

Because the enchantress Richesta was famous, there were those who tore off and collected such wanted posters.

In the underworld, there were so many wanted posters that no one picked them up, but strangely, the people outside were more excited.

‘Well… is it because the underworld residents see my real face often?’

Belzeon paused his gaze on the wanted poster for a moment.

But he didn’t say anything.

Instead, he was interested in something else.

“Extra, extra!”

It was the sound of a newspaper-selling boy shouting.

“A massive explosion in the capital this morning! Shocking news that Count Basilian’s mansion has collapsed!”

Thanks to the sensational article, newspapers were selling like hotcakes.

Belzeon naturally joined the crowd, gave a coin, and bought a newspaper.

Cheshire, wrapped in his robe, opened her mouth while clinging to the hem of his clothes.

“Um, Do-ryeon-nim [young master].”

“Call me ‘Oppa’ [older brother, as called by a female].”

“Ah, yes.”

They were on the run, and it seemed too obvious if a baby called him ‘Do-ryeon-nim’.

It would be right to call him ‘Oppa’ while on the run.

As she nodded, Belzeon said indifferently.

“You can keep calling me that.”

“…?”

“You don’t have to be real siblings to call someone ‘Oppa’, do you?”

He tossed it off as if it were nothing and took care of Cheshire in a calm voice.

“Why did you call me?”

“Can Hata peek out too?”

“…Do as you please.”

Hata, having obtained permission, poked his head out from under Cheshire’s face.

Thanks to that, a two-story tower was built with the baby and the puppy.

“…….”

Somehow, a small smile seemed to flit across Belzeon’s lips.

It disappeared so quickly that she couldn’t confirm it properly.

Belzeon arrived at an old inn.

Before he opened the door and went inside, Cheshire and Hata hid back inside the robe.

He paid the innkeeper for the lodging, and only after entering the room did they become free.

Belzeon hadn’t shown it, but he seemed quite nervous.

He put Cheshire and Hata on the bed, sat on a chair, and quietly took a breath.

His long exhale was clearly one of relief.

“Let’s stay here tonight and move on from tomorrow.”

In the meantime, he didn’t forget to kindly inform Cheshire of the plan.

From then on, they had a leisurely time, unlike fugitives.

While Belzeon was out for a while, Cheshire briefly searched the surroundings of the inn with Hata to see if there were any suspicious people.

And they had a late breakfast and lunch with the food Belzeon brought.

A loaf of bread, water, and a small piece of cheese.

Belzeon saw Cheshire eating dry bread without jam and his face darkened for some reason.

“…Are you okay? If it’s hard to eat, I’ll get something else.”

“Huh? It’s good!”

She didn’t know why he was suddenly like this when she was eating well.

Cheshire tried to appease him in her own way.

“I ate this often. In the old days.”

She was a baby from an orphanage, so it wasn’t exactly a lie.

However, Belzeon’s face became even darker at Cheshire’s answer.

His face kept getting dark whenever she said something, so Cheshire just stopped talking and ate the remaining bread cleanly with Hata.

After finishing the meal, Belzeon went out again, and only returned after sunset with dinner.

Dinner was a hot stew.

While the full Cheshire and Hata were sprawled out on the bed.

Belzeon took out his sword and began to groom it.

‘Hoo.’

Cheshire watched Belzeon with interest.

It was the first time she had seen him holding a sword.

She had only ever seen him holding a quill…

His posture and actions when handling the sword were skillful.

He seemed to be a pretty good swordsman.

Belzeon’s sword was very unique.

The dark navy-blue blade was the same color as Belzeon’s hair.

‘Was there a navy-blue metal that could be used for a sword?’

Come to think of it, Kiernan’s sword was also unique.

Its blade was also the same jet-black color as Kiernan’s hair.

‘Was it a sword specially made for the Basilian family?’

Perhaps he noticed her curious expression.

Belzeon, who was shining the blade in the lamplight, opened his mouth indifferently.

“The successor who inherits the title of Count Basilian makes a magic sword.”

A magic sword.

It was the first time she had heard of it.

“He feeds it the blood of its owner for a hundred days, the blood of different living creatures for a hundred days, and finally the blood of the magical creatures living in the Black Forest for a hundred days.”

After feeding it blood every day for three hundred days without fail, if you stick it in the soil of the Black Forest for ten days.

The color of the blade changes and a magic sword is born.

“You don’t know because you’ve never been deep into the Black Forest.”

Cheshire had recently visited the Black Forest and seen the treasure Kiernan had hidden.

But she pretended not to know, closed her mouth, and listened to Belzeon’s words.

“To possess a magic sword is to inherit the duty of dealing with the monsters that live there.”

Belzeon put the sword back into its scabbard.

“So don’t be interested. You’re too young to know, but later you’ll be grateful that you got out of Basilian.”

He wrapped the scabbard in cloth and declared coldly.

“The Basilian family is cursed.”

She didn’t think she would have any other thoughts later.

Cheshire didn’t bother to voice her thoughts.

Instead, she quickly asked what she had wanted to ask since earlier.

“What about getting rid of the Black Forest?”

Belzeon smiled faintly.

He was smiling because he thought it was a childish thought.

“It’s something that can’t be solved with human power.”

Cheshire thought to herself.

‘Then what about the power of a fairy?’