The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 59

Belzeon was startled by the twins’ sudden intrusion.

While he was frozen in surprise, the twins, who had diligently climbed in through the window, chattered noisily as they looked around the room.

“What is this? I thought a temple would be shabby, but the room is nice?”

“I know, right? This is pretty good. We should get something like this for our Count’s residence.”

“Ugh, no way.”

As they were giving their reviews, Belzeon set Chesha down on the floor and stood up.

He quietly drew the magic sword from his waist.

*Swish*. The chilling sound of metal echoed, and the twins both paused.

Placing Chesha behind him, Belzeon pointed his sword at his brothers.

Ishuel, seeing the sword aimed at him, blinked rapidly as if in disbelief.

His long platinum eyelashes fluttered.

“B, Brother…”

Unlike the shocked Ishuel, Karha remained calm.

Karha narrowed his brows.

His eyes, now full of animosity, glared at Belzeon.

Karha’s hand moved to the sword at his waist.

However, he only placed his hand on the hilt.

He seemed to grip it for a moment, but in the end, he didn’t draw it.

Karha exhaled and completely removed his hand from the sword.

“Let’s keep it reasonable.”

A glimpse of sharp fangs was revealed between his lips as he grinned wryly.

“Blowing up the Count’s residence and leaking information to assassins… Thanks to you, Ishuel and I almost died for real, you know?”

“Go back.”

Belzeon didn’t lower his sword.

He simply retorted in a cold voice.

“If you don’t want to die this time.”

Karha gritted his teeth so hard that his jaw muscles tightened, and Ishuel bit his lip.

The atmosphere, which had lightened with the appearance of the twins, rapidly turned hellish again.

“So, you want to do this?”

Karha smirked and finally drew both of his swords.

A murderous aura began to emanate from him.

“If you don’t want to die, let’s quietly go back home.”

Chesha, hiding behind Belzeon, sighed inwardly.

He was horrified when he saw the townhouse explode, but it turned out that wasn’t the end of it.

Of course, that alone wouldn’t have been enough to hold Kiern and the twins back…

‘He even hired assassins.’

Now, he was even pointing a sword at him right in front of his eyes.

It seemed like he really shouldn’t mess with Belzeon.

‘Anyway, I can’t let the brothers fight each other.’

Chesha sighed and toddled forward.

As Chesha came within sword’s reach, Belzeon hurriedly lowered his sword to the side.

Karha raised an eyebrow as if surprised by Belzeon’s actions.

Chesha stood firmly between Belzeon and the twins.

And he resolutely stretched out his hands to both sides and shouted.

“Stoppit!”

The three brothers all flinched.

They all looked at Chesha.

Chesha raised his eyebrows and glared at Belzeon and Karha alternately, scolding them.

“Put da swords away!”

“…Oh, sorry.”

“…….”

Karha apologized first and put his sword away.

Belzeon also silently returned his sword to its scabbard.

Now that everyone had obediently put away their swords at Chesha’s command, the atmosphere became a little softer.

The three brothers looked at Chesha with a slightly subdued air.

Chesha, seeing the boys looking at him, sighed and said.

“Chesha no go back.”

The twins’ eyes widened at the declaration that he wouldn’t go back.

Ishuel quickly shouted.

“It’s a misunderstanding, Little Brother!”

Chesha tilted his head, not knowing what he had misunderstood, and Ishuel knelt down.

He carefully said, meeting Chesha’s eye level.

“You are Basilian.”

He seemed to be constantly worried about what Belzeon had said.

“Father also thinks of you as Basilian. Everyone thinks so…….”

Ishuel, with his hands on his knees, looked quite small and pitiful.

Chesha’s eyes fell on Ishuel’s lips.

He had bitten them so much that they were injured.

With his injured lips, Ishuel mumbled gloomily.

“I’ve never had a younger brother before…. I wanted to treat you better…….”

Karha also squatted down next to Ishuel.

“Baby.”

The way he called him was filled with affection.

He knelt down just like Ishuel, reached out a hand, and gently touched Chesha’s cheek.

He pressed his finger against the plump cheeks, which were like freshly baked bread, and then took it away, saying.

“It’s no fun without you. The house is too quiet.”

Unlike when he confidently confronted Belzeon, Karha asked in a subdued tone.

“Won’t you come home with your brothers?”

Chesha didn’t know how to react, so he pursed his lips tightly.

The twins sincerely wanted Chesha to return.

He had imagined them using him as a tool for the Saint Prayer Meeting and chasing after him with fire in their eyes after he escaped from being a plaything….

‘Why are they acting so pitiful?’

It was a difficult situation for Chesha.

‘I’ll die if Master finds out I’m a witch!’

He could only chew on his plump lips and couldn’t speak easily, so the twins’ eyes and mouths drooped downward.

‘Ugh!’

It was the pitiful attack that Chesha was most vulnerable to.

Watching the two of them like that, Chesha forgot his own situation for a moment and wavered.

Until Belzeon snatched Chesha up and hugged him.

“Stop it.”

Belzeon looked down at the twins while holding Chesha.

“To try to get what you want by cunningly manipulating a young child who is still immature in his judgment… It’s a shameless act.”

He sharply scolded the twins.

The twins, who had been making expressions like rain-soaked puppies, clicked their tongues and returned to their original faces.

“But we’re serious.”

Karha retorted to Belzeon with a very annoyed expression.

“Brother, think about it again. It’s impossible anyway. How can Father revive a dead person? Is he a god?”

“…….”

“Just pretend to go along with it and help him without getting caught. Then everyone wins. We get our youngest brother, and Father gives up his futile dream.”

Chesha was genuinely surprised.

He didn’t expect Karha to be thinking like that.

He seemed like the one who lived without thinking the most.

‘He was a hidden schemer?’

Belzeon also looked taken aback.

Karha, as if frustrated, sighed openly and continued.

“And you know there’s no point in saving Mother anyway. She wouldn’t want it either…….”

Recalling past memories, Karha murmured quietly.

“Because Mother abandoned us.”

***

It had been too long since Mother had become ill.

The Serpent’s Castle, which had briefly shone, had returned to its original gloom.

With every groan of Mother’s pain, the castle sank further into darkness.

Every day, Karha picked flowers for his mother, who couldn’t get out of bed.

He made a bouquet of her favorite fresh, vibrant flowers and tiptoed into the bedroom.

He tried to make as little noise as possible, so as not to wake her if she was sleeping.

‘She’ll like it, right?’

As always, she would smile brightly when she received Karha’s gift.

He was tormented by his sick mother’s tired and weary face.

Karha had come up with a way to make his mother smile after much thought.

Hoping that she would smile, even for a brief moment, when she received the flowers….

However, Karha couldn’t enter the bedroom when he reached it.

It was because Kiern’s voice was leaking from the slightly open doorway.

Karha muffled his breathing and carefully put his eye to the gap.

“Why do you keep saying that?”

Kiern raised his voice.

He seemed quite angry.

‘Mother’s sick.’

He didn’t know what was going on, but did he have to shout like that?

Anyway, he didn’t like it.

Karha pouted his lips into a triangular shape.

Kiern’s voice became even harsher.

“If I’ve done something wrong, if I’ve done something to make you angry……!”

Mother smiled faintly in front of the shouting Kiern.

Mother slowly moved her lips.

At that moment, Kiern stopped the harsh words he was snapping out.

He closed his mouth and remained silent, so as not to miss a word Mother said.

She whispered softly.

“It’s not your fault.”