The Baby Who Raised the Devil

Let's Create Mandiri Dubbede (6)

"I'll give it to my uncle."

[D-hai!!]

Storas roared, the ground rumbling as a gust of wind blew into the room. Curtains fluttering wildly.

Taylor, who was looking out the window muttered, "Is this an earthquake?"

I spoke to Taylor without taking my eyes off Storas.

"However, I will have distribution rights to medicines made from meria grass."

“... You are worse than your father. We call it a slave contract.”

I glanced at Taylor and said.

“It is unfortunate that the empire does not have the law to govern such a contract. So, you don't like it?”

"No."

Taylor looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

"That's great. Give me grass meria.”

The contractor was glowing red.

[Damn this ……! For generations to come you will regret it!]

Storas flew after roaring. As soon as I saw it disappear like dust, I shrugged.

After that, I returned Taylor to the mansion and left the room.

The first thing I did after leaving the room was to secretly contact Seria.

“Seria, bring the grass I mentioned earlier to mansion.”

[If it's grass. Okay.]

After hearing Seria's reply, I went to visit Marquess Shuheil and her son Edgar.

“How, Lady? Can my husband live..?!”

The Marquess grabbed my hand and almost begged.

“Quiet, Mom. He will wake up safely. Maybe he doesn't even need to amputate his leg.”

"Huh?"

As the Marquess's face brightened, Edgar Shuheil asked with a frown.

“How are you sure of that?”

"That's very…"

I know where the meria grass is, and it could be used to make antibiotics, and maybe even a better cure if it's Taylor.

'...I can't say that.'

I put my hand on my chest.

“Somehow, I think someone whispered the medicine to me.”

Looking around with careful eyes, Edgar laughed out loud.

"Does that make sense"

“Edgar.”

The Marquess stopped her son with one hand and said to me,

“Both doctors and priests cannot be trusted. The only person we can count on is that Lady.”

Hearing marquess' words, I smiled.

People look for Gods in their worst moments.

I glanced at Edgar as he turned his head, biting the soft flesh in his mouth.

Yes, child of destiny heard the voice of God, what are you going to do?

'Oh, my title as the child of destiny is very helpful.'

Mina, please come as late as possible so that I can enjoy my title to the fullest. No, it's better if you don't come. You always want to go back to your home world.

I smiled brightly and grabbed the hand of the marquess.

"I'll do my best. Please don't lose hope, ma'am. ”

“Ah, miss.”.

Marquess crying.

***

Me and my brothers returned to the mansion.

Taylor, who usually didn't care if I came or not, was waiting for me in the courtyard.

“So, when are you going to go looking for grass? It won't take long if you use long-distance teleportation, but if you want to do a search in the deep mountains, at least three or four days ... "

"Are you not going?"

"What?"

Taylor frowned and said.

“In our contract you gave me meria grass and I saved Marquis Shuheil.”

Just then, Henry, Isaac, and Johann, who had descended into the courtyard to find me, looked at him.

Johann looked at me and asked.

"Contract?"

Isaac grabbed my wrist at him. Hearing my contract with Taylor, my brothers became worried.

"You crazy? Bocil, do you know how dangerous 'contract' is'? If the contract is not executed properly, all those entangled must suffer terrible things!”

As Isaac shouted, Henry pushed him with a stiff face.

“That's meria grass. How do you find the legendary grass that only appears in myths?”

Johann gave orders to the knights guarding the courtyard.

“Gather the knights. Let's gather everything we know about myth.”

Henry looked at Johann.

“We have to go to Mount Enox. In myth, it is written that grass grows on Mount Enox-”

"What?! If it's Mount Enox, it belongs to Duke Marche! Damnit. Can we get permission to enter before Marquis Shuheil dies ?! ”

Isaac shouted "Ah!" and pointed to Henry.

“Let's sacrifice our oldest brother. When she becomes their daughter-in-law, we can go there easily!”

“... Lady Marche 13 years older than me.”

"Certainly? the laps are entangled in the contract! If he fails, his skin could melt or he could lose his sight!”

Johan said,

"Well, if we're only gonna get engaged for a little while ..."

They must be crazy! I immediately intercepted their crazy ramblings.

"No, you don't have to go!"

"What?"

"Huh?"

“Rumput Meria is near here!”I screamed, putting my hands on my waist.

Just then, Hans, Duke, and Seto who were sent by Seria arrived. I let them see what they brought.

“This is meria grass. You idiot! ”

Seeing what was in my hands, my brothers and Taylor narrowed their eyebrows.

Taylor took the grass out of my hand and examined it. He looked at me with a doubtful expression.

"Isn't this a mushroom?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"It's not grass, it's mushroom."

“Oh, because it is.”

They can't find it because everyone is focused on the word grass like Taylor. The grass is the name of the mushroom.

“That's meria grass. Grass is just part of its name.”

The fungus fell out of Taylor's hands.

***

I sat side by side on the sofa with my father, staring at the bright outdoor building at night.

My dad put Taylor in the villa. He attached many elite knights to him so that he could not escape.

With both hands on my chin, I glanced at Taylor's flickering shadow by the window.

“He's really excited..”

As I muttered, my father, who was checking the documents, glanced at me.

"What?"

“Pamanku. He's not a good guy, is he? He performed many human experiments, injured his brother, and more. But it's strange that he really likes drugs.”

I blinked my eyes and continued.

“Medicine is about saving people. The fact that he, who had killed so many people until now, was so eager to save lives.

While muttering, I suddenly realized something and shook my head. My father looked at me questioningly.

"I don't think my uncle is that bad."

“Why do you think so?”

“Because he killed so many people until now, doesn't he want to compensate by saving more people?”

My father replied, turning his eyes to the paper again.

"Compensation won't bring the dead back."

"But…"

“He killed many people, so made amends for the world by reviving so many people. What's with that logic?”

“…”

“It was just to entertain myself. His sins will not be erased. Don't feel sorry for him.”

“Then it's the same for us? you can't give excuses to me, my brothers, and everyone in Dubbede who sinned?”

"Yes. That's the price we have to bear for taking a different path.”

As I lowered my head, dad patted the top of my head.

“Blaine, there is a lot of value in the world. Justice, reason, goodwill, that kind of thing.”

"I know."

“Why do you think it's worth it?”

"……Huh?"

“Because it's hard. Not taking the money that has fallen before your eyes, sacrificing for so many people, and turning your eyes away from your true desires is harder than anything else. ”

"Yeah……."

“We choose easier way than others. We take other people's goods, sometimes threatening them with their lives, and we do not hesitate to threaten the peace of others to protect ourselves.”

“…….”

“It is a burden that we have to shoulder that we cannot avoid.”

“... Isn't it very quiet?”

“That's the price we have to pay.”

I hugged my father's waist tightly.

"Stay, I love you dad."

My father became stiff. She looked at me who was pouting and had a pouting expression as she carefully held onto my cheek.

"It's enough."

As I stood on the sofa and hugged my father's neck, he stroked my back very carefully.

“You can say I love you back. I'll listen."

"…… Yeah."

My father was a pathetic criminal who couldn't tell me he loved me.

At most, he could only say yes. That's just a common answer, but I get it. The affection contained in those short words was immeasurable. I laughed and rubbed my face around his neck.

***

The next morning, Taylor covered her haggard face with her palm.

"It's harder than I thought."

He knew it was best that making antibiotics would not happen overnight, but progress was too slow.

Then he heard the door open.

"Hey. I told you not to come to the lab..”

He muttered, and lowered his hand.

"Why are you here? Theodore.”

Theodore looked at him and put something on the table. It was a bag full of paper and money.

"…… What."

“That's the material in the Grand Duchy Vallua archive. See, it might be useful for your experiment. ”

“.... You suddenly do this kind of kindness to me? What is the sunrise in the west? Do you have a change of heart? Huh uh?"

Theodore said arrogantly to the sarcastic comment.

“Because my daughter loves me.”

“..... Hah?”

“I want to help him. It's not like doing good to a fucking enemy.”

"Save Marquis Shuheil."He said, clutching Taylor's chin.