The Baby Who Raised the Devil

Spreading Rumors (5)

I looked towards the chairman and continued.

“Rather than going to the mercenary union, let's take a look around the shopping district. Also, please call Lane. ”

"What should I tell him?"

“Try to influence the nobles. So we can accept disrespect rather than neglect if possible.”

As I laughed, the chairman frowned.

"What are you thinking? All right, I'll do it.”

"Yes please."

I answered while looking around Lululala Street.

***

In less than a day, the upper class community buzzed. It was because of the rumors spread by Lane, my ball-jointed puppet who had received my orders.

'This is about me not being the child of destiny. My birth date is inaccurate. He severed contact with the temple under the pretext of being Dubbede. Because when the temple reevaluates the boy, he must relinquish all the rights he enjoyed as a child of destiny.'

Addition,

'Lane has proof that I'm not a child of fate!'

Along with my failure to heal Marquis Shuheil, the possibility of it being embedded deep in everyone's minds.

As always, rumors can be powerful and will revolve to other aspects.

Why did the boy treat Cecilia Olga so well? Maybe that kid is Cecilia Olga's daughter.

It is also strange that Duke Dubbede adopted a child of fate sent from the temple.

Ah, that's true.

Leblaine must be the illegitimate son of Duke Dubblede and Cecilia Olga.

No, I heard from my nephew's cousin-in-law that the duke was tricked too.

Cecilia Olga lied to him, she's not the duke's son.

Oh, my God, that's terrible.

Rumors spread from the upper class to the commoners. Those in a hurry camped in front of the temple and demanded an explanation.

Things are starting to increase.

And someone from the Vatican came to Dubbede's house.

That's Cardinal Reginald.

He got straight to the point after he greeted my father.

"Do you know how much damage the temple suffered because of your hasty actions?"

"Is that a hurry?"

Reginald's mouth twisted when he was asked back.

“It's an untested drug. Even now, the situation was escalating out of control, but if Marquis Shuheil was summoned by a God, how big was the storm?”

Johann, who met the cardinal with me, said while holding the teacup.

"So?"

"……Sorry?"

“Don't beat around. Say."

“Starting today, I will take care of the education and protection of the child in the temple.”

"That's impossible."

Johann's cold gaze and the cardinal's arrogant gaze collided in the air.

"Dubblede was responsible for that mischievous behavior."

“Those who are in the arms of the Gods, pay attention to the weak. Isn't that temple doctrine? As a child of destiny, my little sister only follows the orders of the Gods.”

"It's only when he has the ability."

Isaac's body trembled with anger.

'No no!'

I blinked immediately, and Henry grabbed Isaac's wrist.

I pretended to be stunned.

“I healed Marquis Shuheil. He's not conscious yet, but.”.

“Nak, it's not that I don't understand your desire to be with your family. But do you have to lie?"

Right enough. As I thought he wouldn't believe.

Cardinal continued.

"If you reject the Vatican's decision, we have no choice but to blame you."

“…….”

“If that happens, imagine how difficult it will be for your loved ones. This servant of the Gods is looking forward to your growth.”

My father said, "Stop." and looked at the cardinal.

"Don't intimidate the kid."

"Please make the right decision."

The cardinal, who lowered his head in front of my father, smiled cunningly.

I pretended to be scared and hid behind my father's back.

The cardinal's visit to the mansion further inflames the rumors.

It was something about me that caused another problem that the cardinal had no choice but to visit me.

Situation deteriorates.

Maybe that's what Cardinal Reginald is aiming for.

Pressuring Dubbede to make them have no choice but to give me the end.

***

The next day, I went to the party out of necessity.

My godmother Camilla, who came to the party with me, said with a worried expression.

“It's not a good situation now. How about going back to the mansion today?”

“If I hide, it looks like I'm really sinful. Cecilia's charity party invitation was rejected repeatedly because of my rumors, so I have to get rid of her this time.”

As I clenched my fists lightly, my godmother sighed softly.

“Sometimes you're too brave, I'm worried. ……Then let's go inside.”

I grabbed my godmother's hand and entered the party hall.

Today's party is hosted by one of the socialites, Countess Wiltro.

The party where I met Duchess Vallua and her son Niel for the first time in this life was also on her 10th wedding anniversary.

Madame Wiltro came to me in amazement when she saw me with my godmother.

"Oh my God, I didn't know Miss Dubbede was coming."

My godmother took my hand and looked around the party hall that was beginning to buzz.

“If godmother has an invitation letter, there is no need to announce the presence of her adopted daughter (another name for a child educated by a woman).”

"Oh sure. I also have some adopted daughters.”

Madam Wiltro smiled kindly at me and gestured to Isabella Hadero here.

“Isabella. Let the young girl know where the lychee juice is.”

"Yes, godmother."

Bu Wiltro's foster daughter, Miss Hadero, quickly approached me.

As I followed her, Mrs Wiltro whispered to my godmother.

"Why did you bring Miss Dubbede?"

"Why? Is something wrong?"

“I owe you one. How could I think badly of that boy. But I'm worried about the rumors that are circulating-”

Miss Hadero, who heard it with me, laughed awkwardly.

"Lady, that's .... not everyone believes the rumors."

“Where is lychee juice? I love lychee juice!”

Miss Hadero, realizing that I had deliberately changed the topic raised her eyebrows.

"That's right there."

I walked to the table, next to Miss Hadero.

The juice prepared by Countess Wiltro, who owned the largest fruit plantation in the Empire, was both sweet and delicious.

Sipping lychee juice, I grabbed the glass with a grin.

A voice began to reach my mind.

'My body has fully recovered. Storas has to go back.'

It was already a day or two late because I was very worried about the rumors, so my body did not recover as I expected.

"Let's clear my mind now."

I closed my eyes and thought.

If I succeed, it's hard for Storas to read my mind.

“Lady Hadero!”

A familiar voice came from behind him.

A group of girls and boys were watching me and Miss Hadero.

The orange curl-haired girl in the group gestured to Miss Hadero.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry?"

The girl quickly grabbed Miss Hadero's arm and pulled him towards the crowd.

"Didn't you hear the instructions?"

“B, but that's just a rumor. I don't like that-”

Then Blake Arabelle, whose arms were crossed in the middle, opened her mouth.

“Nona Hadero good. However, it is necessary to distinguish between kindness and ignorance. Even though the engagement was broken, you are still the former fiance of young master Shuheil right? Remember how much that family has helped you.”

“It...”

“We have seen their kindness since young, that's why I sided with them.”

Then the others joined Blake.

“Don't be affected by your feelings.”

“Taste?”

"I know how deep your love for one of Dubbede's young masters is."

“Ah, I heard it too. You mean about Miss Hadero stalking Henry?”

thing.

As laughter erupted, Miss Hadero's face turned pale.

“I-it's not stalking! i, i....”.

Blake smiled kindly and grabbed her shoulder.

“Do not misunderstand. There are such rumors, so don't act rashly. This is advice.”

“Then...b, but, I...!”.

I clasped Blake's wrist on Miss Hadero's shoulder.

Blake quickly looked at me and clasped his other hand in mine.

The slap!

With a sound, the back of his hand became hot, and every eye was fixed on me.

Blake frowned, stroking the wrist that was holding me back.

"Aren't you taught that touching someone without permission is impolite?"

"I knew. However, I think we ignored that rule, because you touched Miss Hadero's body without permission first.”

Then she bit her lips.

"Miss Hadero and I have known each other since we were born.”

“Then you can touch his body without permission? If so, can the coachmen, butlers, and slaves illegally purchased by Count Arabel from abroad touch you?”

"What…! Stop saying such vulgar things!”

"Is it more vulgar to catch someone or make rumors and avoid people?"

Blake laughed out loud as I asked with his eyes wide open.

"Do you think we're bluffing you."

I glanced at the clock on the wall for a moment.

'7:54.'

As time went on, I looked towards Blake.

“Then why are you ignoring me?”

It's a shame for me to talk about my situation here. Blake's crowd couldn't hide their sneers.

Blake shrugged and looked back at his group.

"Are we?"

"Yes, you just did. ”

“Nona, I will teach you as a leader. It seemed that the Lady did not know the situation well. There's a very vulgar rumor about you. It's about you not being the child of destiny.”

"So?"

I shook my head and looked at Blake.

“If you are not a child of destiny, it means you are just an ordinary person. Can nobles be friends with commoners?”

"Geez, you're pathetic."

It was an act of ridicule.

“So, you know why?”I said casually.

“That's because you're a regular person. Miss, don't be so angry"

"No. You just have no other way to attack me. ”

"… what?"

“I am a Dubbede, the son of destiny and have an honorable title. You must have taken this opportunity to attack me. ”

“... You are very confident.”

“Then tell me. What makes you better than me?”

Blake frowned as I blinked innocently.

"I don't want to make such a low quality comparison!"

“When I'm not around, that's all you're talking about, right? I became an ordinary person? Can't you say anything else?”

Everyone is confused.

Blake's face flushed.

The look I gave her was as if I had the upper hand.

When we panic, emotions take precedence over reason.

"I…!"

"Look, you have nothing else to say."

And I pushed him to the edge with an attack.

“I understand it too. If Lady has holy power, do you think you can become a child of destiny? Do you also think you can receive an honorable title? If you don't have your title, you're just a useless child. Actually, you're afraid of me, right? ”

Then someone from far away scoffed.

Blake blushed and was about to escape.

Blake was never known as a good guy. That's a famous fact.

I grabbed his wrist and whispered.

“You were the one who attacked me first. Everyone here is a witness, right?”

"…… What?"

The slap!

Blake staggered backwards as he grabbed his cheek.

“K-you hit me? How dare an ordinary man hit the nobility!”

"But I'm not an ordinary person right now, am I?"

“You are an ordinary person! You are not the child of destiny! You killed Marquis Shuheil! A murderer! You will be back to being a regular person!”

At that moment, the clock showed at 8 and rang the bell.

Just in time, someone came to the door.

"Marquis Shuheil has regained consciousness!"

"…… What?"

Blake opened his eyes and looked at the man.

The man continued,

“His leg has fully recovered. The child of fate has healed! This is an unprecedented ability -!”

Then, the faces of the crowd that mocked me, including Blake, turned pale.

“Do you succeed in healing? Then you really are the child of destiny?”

“But I have proof from Sir Lane that he is not the son of destiny.!”.

"Blake, how did this happen!"

I gave one last blow.

Dubbede executives including the chairman went into the room.

Then pushed a piece of paper onto Count Arabel, who rushed towards Blake.

No, chief administrator, said in a low voice.

"Blake Arabel has spread malicious rumors about Lady Dubbede, and we are filing a formal complaint to the Imperial Palace."