The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 87

Karha couldn’t say anything.

It was because, the moment his heart was pierced, he realized what he truly wanted.

It wasn’t that he wanted to become stronger.

It was that he didn’t want to run away.

Emotions he couldn’t handle, realities he couldn’t overcome, moments he couldn’t protect.

Karha had always just run away.

Because he thought that was the right thing to do.

He thought it was the best choice to protect his peace of mind.

But in truth, Karha wanted to stay and face things without running away.

So his deceased mother, the Basilian family, and his young sibling…

He wanted to protect them all.

He wanted to be a reliable shield and guardian for everyone.

However, Karha didn’t have the strength to do so.

He was just endlessly weak.

“If you were going to raise a child in the Basilian territory, shouldn’t you have the ability to protect them?”

The raw words, without any embellishment, sharply dug into his chest.

It wasn’t meant to deliberately belittle him.

Hailon was just stating the facts as they appeared in the current situation.

“I don’t understand what you’re trying to achieve with your lacking skills.”

Karha clenched his teeth at the blue gaze that pierced him like lightning.

If Karha had overwhelmingly strong power and skill today…

He wouldn’t have been running away and hiding in this pathetic state, humiliating himself.

In the first place, when the mercenaries picked a fight, he would have completely subdued them and left leisurely.

There would have been no chance for the public order enforcers to arrive or for the Scaya royalty to intervene as the fight dragged on.

And then he involved the baby.

Karha had created the worst situation, and Hailon was pointing that out.

It also meant that he shouldn’t be greedy without the ability to protect and should entrust the baby to him.

But that was something he could never do.

Karha muttered in a shrunken voice.

“…The baby needs to be in Basilian.”

The Basilian family needs the baby.

That was the fact he realized when he was about to have the baby taken away by the man in front of him.

Feeling the warmth transmitted from the small baby he was holding, Karha quietly met the blue eyes.

“If I want to protect them, what should I do?”

***

Theo returned to the public order enforcement office.

It was because of the news that Ishuel was turning the public order enforcement office upside down, demanding to know where his younger sibling was.

Theo, the chief of the public order enforcers, also had to clean up the aftermath of the incident that had occurred that day anyway.

He promised Ishuel that he would explain the situation and hurriedly left for the public order enforcement office.

Chesha and Karha decided to stay overnight at Hailon’s mansion.

It was because Karha had decided to receive swordsmanship instruction from Hailon.

“I will teach you swordsmanship.”

From that day on, he would provide swordsmanship instruction three times a week until the Minor Saint Prayer Meeting [a religious gathering or event].

Also, he insisted that Chesha also stay at the mansion every time.

“It’s the price of the lesson. Will you accept it?”

Karha’s pride was hurt, but he replied that he would agree if Chesha was okay with it.

Of course, Chesha readily agreed.

At the same time, he was also puzzled.

‘Why is he telling me to stay over too?’

He wouldn’t even be able to see my face.

Hailon was a busy person, and the private residence was mostly empty.

Even that day, he had abandoned all his work and rushed over because of Richecia, so he had to give Karha swordsmanship instruction and then go back out again right away.

But he still told me to stay over; he really had strange tastes.

It just seemed like Hailon liked the fact that Chesha was staying in his house.

‘Still, it’s a really good opportunity for Hailon to teach swordsmanship.’

Karha said that he learned the basics of swordsmanship from Kiernan and then studied on his own afterward.

Kiernan was much better than most knights.

But in the end, he was a wizard.

Compared to those who had reached the pinnacle with the sword, he inevitably lacked in swordsmanship.

In contrast, Hailon was ‘one who had reached the pinnacle with the sword.’

He was the head of the Inquisitors, who were selected as the most outstanding among the holy knights.

That position was proof of his skill.

In fact, every time he faced Hailon as a witch, he was impressed by his swordsmanship skills, which improved day by day.

He was probably one of the best on the continent.

There was no one more excellent than him to give instruction to Karha.

Karha seemed to be well aware of this situation, and surprisingly, he readily accepted Hailon’s offer.

Chesha was surprised that he agreed so quickly.

He thought he would get angry and refuse to learn the sword from an Inquisitor.

Hailon taught Karha the sword in the training ground behind the mansion.

Chesha watched their lesson, sticking to the mansion window.

The lesson didn’t take very long.

It only took as long as it took to cool two cups of hot tea.

In that short time, Karha was a wreck.

Karha used the twin swords he usually used, and Hailon used a practice sword without a blade, but he was unilaterally beaten.

He knew Hailon’s skills were excellent, but he didn’t know Karha would be pushed back this much.

‘Oh my, he’s going to die!’

Chesha stamped his feet anxiously in his heart.

Hailon mercilessly beat Karha to a pulp and then abruptly left to go back to work.

The remaining Karha lay on the floor of the training ground for a while.

He didn’t have the strength to get up, so he stayed like that for a long time, then barely staggered to his feet.

‘I should comfort him when he comes in, telling him he worked hard.’

But Chesha couldn’t comfort him right away.

Karha’s training started then.

Even though he couldn’t even stand properly, Karha reviewed the sparring he had with Hailon.

Tearing apart one by one the trajectory of the sword he had wielded, and how he should have defended and attacked at that moment.

He meticulously examined each movement.

It was after the sun had set and the moon had risen that Karha entered the mansion from the training ground.

“I’m going crazy.”

He looked like he was about to collapse from exhaustion.

Chesha shook his head, creating a yellow freesia flower with the power of the fairy.

When things are hard, smelling the scent of flowers is a good way to cheer up.

Humans may not all be like that, but they will likely feel better.

And Belzeon and Ishuel had good reactions when they were given flowers as gifts.

Karha would like it too, so he prepared one and left the room.

He asked the servant to prepare something simple to eat, and he gathered a lot of ointment and bandages that were good for bruises, and herbs that were good for restoring energy.

He packed everything and went to Karha’s room with the freesia.

“…Baby.”

Karha, who had barely washed, was lying on the bed with only his pajama bottoms on, his hair still damp.

Chesha handed him the things he had brought as Karha stirred and sat up.

Karha looked at the things Chesha handed him, paused for a moment, and then picked up the yellow freesia.

“When I first learned the sword from Kiernan, my mother used to bring me things like this.”

He said, glancing over his upper body, which was covered with bruises and wounds.

“I was beaten like crazy back then, too…”

Then he sat Chesha next to him and silently began to treat his wounds.

He was skilled at chewing herbs, applying ointment, and bandaging himself.

“This is totally bitter.”

Karha, who was grumbling while chewing on the herb leaves, gasped and swallowed.

He accidentally touched the wound while applying ointment to a place that was hard to reach.

He was in a lot of pain, so he bent over and trembled.

In the meantime, he didn’t forget to talk nonsense, worrying about his sibling.

“Ah… It doesn’t hurt that much…”

Chesha took the ointment and diligently rubbed it on the wounds that his hands couldn’t reach.

After applying all the ointment so that his small hands became sticky, he felt a little upset.

He was upset that Karha had been hurt, but more than that…

It was because he was showing signs of being sullen.

He had been so confident, but he had been beaten so thoroughly that day, so he was bound to lose his spirit.

Chesha deliberately fluttered in front of him to comfort him and asked.

“Does it hurt?”

“I told you it doesn’t hurt.”

“Shall Jjeja get revenge for you?”

He clenched his fists and pretended to swing them in the air.

He said, punching quickly, pretending to be agile.

“I’ll go beat them up!”

When he showed off his fists of fury, Karha burst out laughing.

“Haha, what is that?”

It was a clear and melodious laugh.

After laughing happily for a while, Karha grabbed Chesha’s fist and kissed it.

“Don’t do dangerous things, baby. Your big brother will do all that.”

Karha grinned, revealing his sharp fangs.

“Next time, I’ll protect you properly.”