The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 51

Duke Ibloel’s tracking magic was disrupted.

Despite the failed tracking attempt, she was elated and enthusiastically offered her help.

Upon learning that Chesha might be with Belzeon, she nearly lost her composure.

“That child must possess incredible magical potential! It’s common for those destined to become great wizards to cause a stir or two before formally learning magic. This is undoubtedly one of those instances.”

She excitedly claimed that Chesha seemed to have unconsciously used her power to nullify her magic.

“How do you consistently find such gems, even through adoption? Our grandson is so uninspired! I want to adopt her!”

She was a whirlwind of emotions, alternating between joyful outbursts and envious remarks.

Although the tracking magic failed, Duke Ibloel was still a valuable ally who could assist him in numerous other ways.

Therefore, Kieren patiently calmed her down.

Afterward, he returned to the hotel.

It served as a temporary residence, replacing the burned-down townhouse.

He had acquired another mansion in the capital, but it required time to prepare it for occupancy due to the lack of proper furnishings and maintenance.

He needed a place to stay in the interim, so he rented out the most luxurious hotel in the capital entirely.

It was somewhat inconvenient, as he had to compensate the guests several times the room rate and arrange for them to stay in other hotels, but it was necessary for security reasons.

His wealth was so vast that he didn’t concern himself with the cost.

Naturally, those unaware of the Basilian County family’s hidden wealth were astonished by the news that he had rented out the entire hotel.

The hotel manager was incredulous and only proceeded with the accommodation contract after Kieren presented physical items, such as jewels, instead of checks as proof of his ability to pay.

According to the manager, the only other person who had rented out the entire hotel since its opening was a foreign royal renowned for their immense fortune.

The manager was eager to continue the conversation, but Kieren cut him off.

Kieren had no time to spare.

“Father.”

Upon returning to his hotel room, the twins were waiting for Kieren.

He had instructed Jahan to locate them and bring them to him immediately, but it had taken a day.

It seemed they had traveled quite a distance.

“Read this.”

Kieren tossed Belzeon’s letter to the twins.

Karha caught the letter mid-air.

The twins quickly huddled together.

The two boys, standing closer than ever, read the letter together.

They remained silent for a moment after finishing the letter.

Karha summarized his impression of the letter in a single word.

“…Well, we’re screwed.”

Belzeon’s letter was written in elegant calligraphy using a quill.

The content conveyed by the neat handwriting, which could serve as a textbook example, was concise.

[I will not allow the family to commit an irreversible crime.

I will also not allow a child who is not a Basilian to be caught up in our sins.

This is what I am doing as the heir to the Count of Basilian.

I will endure any blame.]

It was a letter conveying a firm determination not to back down.

Ishuel bit his lower lip.

“A child who is not a Basilian… Then did Brother Belzeon take our brother away by force?”

“Probably.”

“I was already worried about what Brother said to our brother last time.”

Ishuel looked up at Kieren with teary eyes.

“He told our brother that he wasn’t a Basilian. Of course, Brother didn’t mean it in a bad way, but our brother is still young, so he doesn’t understand.”

So, Ishuel bit his lip until it was almost bleeding, saying that he would have gone willingly if Belzeon had asked him to.

Unlike the emotional Ishuel, Karha surprisingly thought coldly in these situations.

“But Belzeon is right.”

Karha placed his hand on Belzeon’s letter on the table.

“What are you going to do, Father? Is our brother going to be disposed of after the Minor Saint Prayer [a ritual or ceremony] is over?”

“No. I will continue to raise him as a Basilian.”

“Why? You can just use him and throw him away.”

Red eyes met.

Karha voiced words that no one else would dare to say.

“Do you want to keep raising him because he looks like Mother?”

The air turned frigid in an instant.

Ishuel was so startled that he stopped biting his lip and looked back and forth between Karha and Kieren.

Karha muttered quietly.

“I was just curious. Why are you doing that, Father? You’re not usually like this. You’re being nicer to the baby than you need to be.”

Karha was right.

He was a child brought in because he had a purpose.

He had to win his heart, so he acted kindly to make him fall for him.

It was also clear that he was being nice to him because he resembled his wife.

However, at some point, Kieren was being kinder to the child than necessary.

It wasn’t just that.

He focused on everything about the child and was also interested in it.

The words he babbled with his short tongue.

The unexpected actions that surprised him.

The pouting or giggling expressions…….

Without realizing it, he kept watching the child.

It wasn’t something he did consciously.

For no reason, he just kept getting interested in the child and observing him.

He wondered what he was doing when he wasn’t in front of him, and when he saw him in front of him, he wanted to go and poke him.

It was an emotion and action that he himself couldn’t understand why he was doing.

However, one thing was certain.

It was that the recent days had been colorful because of that child.

All the times he laughed sincerely, not just with a habitual smile, were because of the child.

Rather, the parts he didn’t know when he was by his side were properly seen when he took a step back.

Kieren wanted the child to be by his side.

“I don’t think Father can revive Mother. No matter how good Father is at magic, he’s not a god, so how can he revive a dead person?”

Kieren laughed without realizing it at the words that were so honest that they hit the bone.

Karha is the one of the three sons who I don’t know what he’s thinking.

I couldn’t have imagined he was thinking this.

Ishuel quickly pulled on Karha’s sleeve.

However, Karha grabbed Ishuel’s wrist and pressed it down.

“Of course, you’ll try to do it anyway, but that’s okay as long as you don’t get caught. I believe Father will do that much well. Anyway, it’s not a crime if you don’t get caught, so the baby won’t get caught up in it.”

“…….”

“If Father says he’s going to raise him as a Basilian, I won’t object.”

Ishuel, who had been watching, quickly added a word.

“Me too. I wish I had a brother.”

A moment of silence fell.

But soon Karha spoke again.

“Father. Our family needs that child. In another sense.”

Karha, who had been speaking without hesitation, hesitated for the first time.

The boy hesitated for a moment, then carefully continued.

“When the baby is there, I think less about Mother…….”

Karha’s voice slowly faded.

“Because everyone laughs without crying.”

Karha was wrong.

The men of the Basilian family didn’t cry.

But everyone was on that day…….

It was true that they were still trapped in the rainy funeral day.

They lived every day soaked in the pouring rain.

The one who blocked the pouring rain for a while was the child.

Kieren lowered his eyes.

It was as if he could hear the sound of rain, so he took a breath to regain his composure for a moment.

Jahan appeared from the shadows.

“Master.”

Jahan spoke in an unusually fast and urgent tone.

“I have found Lady Chesha and Young Master Belzeon.”

The eyes of the twins and Kieren sharpened at the same time.

They were about to rush out immediately, but they paused at Jahan’s next words.

“A holy knight has taken the lady and young master.”

“…Holy knight?”

Jahan carefully replied to Kieren, who asked back in disbelief.

“It was a holy knight named Hylon.”