The Baby Who Raised the Devil

Let's Make Dubbede Mandiri (5)

“Isaac!”

A red-haired boy approached us. Victor is the only son of Count Tenedomor.

Isaac frowned and clicked his tongue.

"What's the fruit fly rushing for?"

Some of the boys behind Victor frowned. “Haha,” Victor just laughs and smiles brightly.

"I don't know. It's just that our parents told us to do a task. You're our target this time. ”

Therefore, Victor bowed politely towards me.

“Nice to meet you, Miss Dubbede. My name is Victor of Tenedor Duchy. We all attended the same academy with Lady's two grumpy older sisters.”

Isaac, who was sitting on the sofa first, tapped on the chair next to him and said to me.

"What did you say? We are sharp-tongued but not angry. Sit down, Bocil.”

Henry walked to the sofa without paying attention to them.

However, I can't help but think about it.

'Yes, they are the heirs of a family that will rule Dubbede in the future.'

The current power structure of the empire is as follows:

<4 Duke>

Originally, there were 5 dukes, including Duke Vallua, but they were destroyed and became 4 dukes.

And when I reach the age of 15, this power structure will change drastically, Duke Dubblede will win against 4 Duke.

So will the other noble families decline like dukes?

Of course not.

When a strong family declines, a new family comes to power.

'Our family has to gain more power to become independent.'

After I bowed to Victor Tenedomor, I headed to the sofa where my brothers were.

Then I grabbed Henry's sleeve and whispered.

“Why does the temple send the youngest cardinal candidate?”

“You mean Clovis? They said he would go to the academy this year as well. He also came to the academy student meeting.”

“Temple sent Clovis to the academy? There are separate educational institutions for the temple.”

"Well, I don't know, but there must be something they're headed for."

I glanced at Clovis, who was standing in the corner of the living room.

He is a quiet and shy person. In the end, Adrian will be the youngest cardinal, but in terms of ability, he is far superior to anyone at the temple.

There must be a reason why Clovis was sent.

As I tilted my head, I took a deep breath at that sudden thought.

'They must be preparing for the arrival of a new child of destiny.'

They weren't sure that I was the child of fate, so they were preparing for Mina's arrival.

I now have many connections within the empire.

I had my great godmother, Camilla, the Empress Dowager took good care of me, and Dubbede grew day by day.

Meanwhile, they were worried that if Mina came, they would be destroyed, so they prepared Mina to attend the academy, the meeting point of future powers.

If Clovis were to settle in the academy first, it would be easier for him to infiltrate.

"The cunning people."

I understand why the temple acts like that. The Academy is the powerhouse of the future. This is the golden connection field.

Mina is a smart and beautiful child, everyone will love her as before.

Later, even if Dubbede pushes out 4 dukes in the future, a new path will be opened for Mina with her connections.

I whispered to Henry and Isaac.

“Hey, how do I get them to side with me? If I can't get them on my side, at least I don't want to be their enemy.”

"What?"

"What are you talking about?"

Henry and Isaac looked at me with puzzled expressions.

Isaac looked puzzled the entire time, but Henry noticed my intentions and said,

“They seem to be the key to the future.”

"It's true."

“Leblaine, you know, sincerity, friendship, and bonding are of no use at all. In the end, what matters is how helpful they are for us.”

“…….”

“Show them you are the coveted person.”

“What's there way?”

“It's the right time. Helping Marquis Shuheil is the perfect advertising tool to prove your ability.”

Henry looked around and whispered.

“If that happens, at the worst moment when their lives are threatened, they will all think of you. Then they will not be able to easily hold the hand of the child of true destiny. ”

Henry grinned as he and Isaac looked at me, and I smiled broadly.

This is Dubbede's way.

The honesty? Of justice?

The kind-hearted Leblaine who believed in such a thing was sacrificed in my first life and died miserably.

Just then, Edgar Shuheil entered the living room with a haggard face.

I raised my hand and ran towards him.

“You must be very worried.”

“...... What does Lady mean by that?”

“If you don't mind, can I see your father? Actually, I have a very special ability.”I said shamelessly, raising my eyebrows.

“Special capabilities? Do you have healing powers?"

I smiled mysteriously. Edgar Shuheil, who misunderstood my silence, took a deep breath and said to the servant at the door.

"Bring the Lady to my father!"

Actually, I don't have any healing powers. But I have a slave, my uncle who is famous for his expertise in that field.

***

Healing requires concentration, so all members of the Shuheil family have reluctant expressions on their faces when asked to leave the room.

The Marquess took the initiative and drove them away.

Edgar Shuheil bit his lip as it was pushed by his mother.

“The Shuheil family never forgets our enemies.”

It was a threat that he wouldn't shut up if I did something to his father.

After which, the Marquess grabbed my hand and lowered her head several times.

“Please share thanks to the Gods. Please…"

I closed the door tightly after telling her to calm down.

And I brought Taylor from the mansion via long-distance teleportation.

He frowned and pressed his temple as his fork fell from his hand due to the impact.

“Nak, why are you looking for me?”

“Check Marquis Shuheil's condition. He wanders at the door of death.”

"You…"

“Ah, fast~!”

“What is Dubbede prison convenient? Caged again will not be as comfortable as before.”

When I asked, he clicked his tongue and got up. Taylor took a close look at Marquis Shuheil. After lifting the blanket and checking his right leg, he,

“His leg is infected. There is nothing to do but amputate.” he said.

“He has been sanctified by the priest. What is an infection?"

"Purity? If it's been purified, it won't be like this. I think they haven't paid in full, that's why the temple didn't do anything.”

"Can he survive if you amputate his leg?"

“It won't be possible. Purification is also required and operation. ”

What Taylor meant was that she could not survive without the help of the temple, either amputated or not.

“... What if there is meria grass?”

“He can live without his legs. Why, will you tell me where the grass is?

Taylor raised an eyebrow.

I took a deep breath.

The question now was whether to make a contract with the demons or save Marquis Shuheil first.

'So, what would that be the devil's information? Or will it be a relationship with strong people?'

I groan and pensive.

Then, an owl appeared in front of me.

[If you make a stupid decision, it can't be solved with human power anymore.]

Storas' eyes were filled with fury, and an energy flew from his body. My lungs were tightly pinched by the feeling of pressure.

As my skin turned pale, Taylor asked while frowning.

"Hey, Son!"

That's when I breathed.

'Looks like his hatred for meria is deeper than I thought.'

I pretended to talk to Taylor, and looked towards Storas.

"If I make the decision you want, can you promise to help me?"

Taylor nodded, understanding that he could save Marquis Shuheil if I told him where the meria grass was.

"Yes." Yeah."

Stora also nodded.

“You made a 'contract'. This is a contract for souls that can never be breached.”

[I promise you with my name. If you can remove any trace of grass from the human world, I will pay whatever the price.]

Taylor nodded.

“If you give me a meria grass, I will do whatever you want. I promise."

Then my hands flushed red, reminding me of two different contractors.

One from Storas, and the other from Taylor.

And I made a decision which contract they should fulfill.

“Rumput Meria ....”

Their gazes were on me.