The Baby Who Raised the Devil

Choosing a Gift (8)

Johann's face hardened.

“Only because we are investigating the orphanage, we cannot confirm if the assumption is correct.”

In this world, there was no other way to confirm father.

At most, they could only compare it to the characteristics of their parents, or use magic to check if their flow of magic power or holy power was the same.

However, Leblaine does not have similar characteristics to Dubbled except for his blue eyes.

Since 30% of the imperial population had blue eyes, it was not proof that they had inherited Dubbled blood. It is impossible to compare the flow of magic.

All of Dubbled's relatives have magic powers, and Leblaine has sacred powers.

Except for Lisette, who had holy power, coming back to life and comparing her flow, there was no way to prove that the child was their youngest daughter.

"Unless we eliminate Trigon's magic, we won't know anything."

"But it might add credibility to speculation."

As Johann lowered his gaze, Theodore gave a stern warning.

“You did your own research. No one should pay attention to it. ”

"I knew. If proven false, Henry, Isaac, and.It would hurt Leblaine too.”.

"Yes." Yeah."

Theodore, who was looking towards Leblaine through the gap in the door, quickly turned around.

***

Trigon came to the mansion early in the morning. As soon as she saw me through the back door while wearing a veil, she grabbed me and gave me a stack of documents.

"What's this?"

"That's the research material."

"Is this really Trigon's magic trial record?"

I hurriedly picked up the materials. The writing was crammed on old paper that smelled of mushroom.

'So full. Here's the experimental record.'

But why did he leave her like this?

If I were the one who ordered the memory manipulation, I wouldn't keep this record forever.

"He ... Aragon kept it a secret."

Aragon, Trigon's real father. It was Wale's benefactor who forced him into a fake Trigon.

Aragon suffers from dementia, so if it is known that the real Trigon has died, his relatives will take all his wealth and will leave him on the road.

Wale, the fake Trigon, held my hand as he told me about the Aragonese death I had never heard before I returned.

'Aragon, who suffers from dementia, keeps this a secret... ?'

Trigon bit his lip.

"Miss, may ... may ..."

“... Would you like to say that they may be involved in Lisette's case?

Trigon gulped as I guessed his words correctly.

"You're telling me in your last life that I was found to be a fake Trigon and died?"

"Yes." Yeah."

“Aragon was stripped of all his properties by his relatives and left on the street. After my death, someone cleverly damaged Aragon's reputation, so no one took him away.”

"It's so thick."

“It was as if the person who killed Lisette killed Aragon and I, who might have an experimental record to destroy the evidence completely....”.

This is not a story without possibility. No, it's a story that fits like a puzzle.

"The question is, who will do it?"

Trigon's red and red eyes showed hostility. I looked at him silently, sighed and sat down on the chair.

“So you mean help you get revenge? It's hard to say. Sit down first.”

Trigon's eyes widen.

I shrugged my shoulders in a nonchalant manner.

"You have reason to come up with a lot of paper."

"Huh?"

"The real way to erase Trigon's magic, it doesn't exist."

“…….”

I punched the back of his hand with my clenched fist!

“What will change when you give up like this? We have to find the mastermind and get revenge!”

I knew it because I had gone through it, but nothing had changed because of my anger. We still need to do something.

'Then all we're gonna do is-'

I laugh.

"First, find the mastermind."

“…….”

“Second, find out why a series of events happened.”

“…….”

“Three, revenge. Here's the order.”

Therefore, I quietly clenched my fists and stretched out my hand. Trigon looked at the candy I was holding and gave a puzzled expression.

"What's that?"

Trigon asked me gently.

"Lea just gives me this one every day because my teeth can rot."

“So why give me that...”.

"I thought you needed something sweet, so I stole it for you!"

Trigon's expression darkened as I lifted my head triumphantly.

“...Did you notice my mood from the beginning?”

"Little."

“…….”

“You know Trigon, be a normal parent. I think you fit in even though you're narrow-minded ”

“…….”

“You don't fit called a killer. So leave those filthy and despicable things to me. Okay?"

Trigon's eyes trembled slightly.

He looked at me calmly, and bent his knees.

"Oath a-"

“That's what Cecilia did yesterday.”

I cut her words, waved my hand and continued

As usual, I snorted. Trigon smiled as if he had no choice.

“Aragon keeps his diary along with the original Trigon notes. According to the diary, he must have been threatened.”

"really?"

"Yes. The person who threatened the real Trigon was 'the person with the tattoo on the back of his hand.'”

In an instant, I remembered what Seria had said while investigating the person who bought the children in the hope house.

“I can find a clue to the person who bought the children from the house of hope. She has a tattoo on the back of her hand.”

At that moment, I could hear a knock on the door. When I turned my head, I could see my father, holding some parchment, standing in front of the greenhouse with Johann.

"Can we join the conversation?"

"Of course."

I smiled and ran towards my father.

Dad also responded with a smile to my warm welcome and gave me a piece of parchment.

"It's……."

"This is an investigative report from the orphanage where Cecilia's niece, Trilloni, your friend Tri, lives."

"Have you investigated?"

Instead of dad, Johann answered my question. He must have heard the truth about Lisette's death from my father.

“Dubbled investigation team is very good. Interesting facts discovered during the investigation.”

"What's that?"

“The person who brought Triloni to the orphanage has a tattoo on the back of his hand.”

The man who instigated my kidnapping by sending Jacob to the Dubbled mansion when I was five. The one who helped Duke Vallua summoned a demon. The one who was the liaison between Duke Marche and Dukes Vallua.

'The guy has a tattoo on the back of their hand.'

If so, it was as if I had found the answer to the first question.

We know who's behind Duke Marche.

Dad, me, and Johann said at the same time.

"It's a temple."

"Temple."

"Temple."

I squeezed the edge of the parchment and bit my lip.

We didn't say it out loud, but everyone knows.

That the war might start soon.

'Isn't it fun fooling us from behind?'

But we are no longer stupid, I thought, grasping etwal tightly.

"I'm not gonna let them go."

***

Now, we have to find out why the temple wants to kill Lisette and look for Dubbled.

"And revenge."

Father also told Henry and Isaac about this. The reason is so that family members do not know about family problems.

“Backed...!”

Isaac, whose eyes were red and red, shouted. Henry hardened as if he was rooted in the ground. Isaac gritted his teeth.

“Log into the temple now! I need to know why they hurt my mom!”

Henry said in a calm voice.

“Even if we do, does that mean the temple will tell us the reason?”

“But it can't be like this..!”

“We can't continue like this, so we'll think about it together. Is there anyone here who doesn't feel pain?”

“…….”

“We are getting stronger, but we have not been able to win the war against the temple. When we point our swords at the temple, the nobles will collide. They'll be happy because this is the perfect opportunity to destroy that damn Dubbled.”

"Damn!"

Isaac smashed the table and gritted his teeth. My father's expression was not good either.

"Where is our oldest brother going right now?"

When Isaac asked father, he replied after a few seconds of silence.

“I have something to find out, so I told him to leave. He'll be out of the capital for about two months, so there's no need to wonder about your brother's whereabouts. ”

“There is something important now, so sister should......!”

As Isaac groaned, I gently raised my hand.

"Well, we must first make the temple and the imperial family twist each other."

"What?"

"Huh?"

“…….”

My family's staring at me.

“What is the reason why temples could be built in the empire until now? It was because of the support of the imperial family. ”

"good. The emperor previously used the temple for the stability of the people.”

I laughed at Henry's response.

“However, the current Emperor Alexander has a different opinion. The power of the temple had developed to such an extent that he thought it was time to tear it down. ”

“But Bocil, since the Empress Dowager protecting the temple had released them, the temple had no choice but to weaken, right?”

“Not that. Empress Yvonne's strength was much stronger than that of the Empress Dowager. Empress Yvonne and her father, Duke Marche, colluded with the temple, right? That was why even emperors could not weaken the temple willingly. ”

“So what do you think we should do?”

I answered Henry's question with sparkling eyes.

"I've prepared someone perfect for the new empress."

"Cecilia Olga?"

"Yes." Yeah."

“How did you bring him to the Imperial Palace? Marche thinks we're on his side, but if we make a new empress, she'll be watching us. ”

"Let's act like we're not under the new empress."

“……?”

I smiled and placed the communication device on the table.

"Are you ready, Cecil?"

[Yes. I have now arrived at the street where the emperor came out of the dark alley.]

The name of the operation was 'You're the first woman to slap my cheek'.