The Baby Who Raised the Devil

The Baby Who Raised the Devil
Mysterious Sounds (4)



As the auction went on, I couldn't help but be apathetic to get up.


Instead of naming this place 'Heaven', 'Hell' was a more appropriate term for such a place.


'Auction for slaves is obviously illegal and forbidden, but why are there so many people in the auction house?'


“The next product is the Lunetia brothers. Both have clean white hair and white eyes. They were equally learned.” the half masked man introduced the slaves with a smile. Without realizing the sickening situation he was in.


The brothers were dragged to the middle of the stage. A long chain shackled both their hands and ankles. Countless wounds stained their entire bodies, leaving ugly marks on their skin.


"What do you think?"


Hearing Isaac's words, Henry said lightly.


“If you want to buy one, just buy one girl. Since he can read, we can have him read a fairy tale book for Leblaine.”


The auction took place and soon the two were forcibly pulled off the stage.


The next slave in turn was a tall man. His long shaggy hair covered his entire face. A roar was released from his mouth, filling the entire hall, as he was dragged out of the slave cage.


An iron shackle hung around his neck, connecting to the countless chains that bound his entire body. His appearance was even worse than the previous slaves. Isaac's eyes glittered with desire.


“Henry, look! That person could probably burn the lantern and circulate it around the castle all day.”


"No. He's too cruel. What if Leblaine gets hurt?”


Henry rebuked his brother. Moving his eyes towards me, he asked.


"Leblaine, do you like any of them?"


“….”


"Leblaine?"


“I will not do any punch...” (I don't want any slaves ..)


Isaac tilted his head at my words in confusion.


"Why?"


“They were amazed at two quuat.” (They are too strong.)


“It means they're good slaves. My ancestors told me that being weak is terrible. “


'Fuckin' ancestor.' I cursed in my mind.


They must have some fucked-up principles. Why do they teach children such things? If they're still alive, I'd love to strangle them into oblivion.


“AGGH!”


An angry roar sounded once again from the shabby-haired man. The audience could only stare at the tremendous gust of wind formed from the center of the stage agape.


"Bending!"


Amidst the wind, the man's chain broke and fell. The blunt sound of chains hitting the floor resounded in the opera hall.


He then hit the ground with his fist and bounced towards the VIP section on the second floor where we were sitting.


"Bending!"


The sound of blunt metal sounded once again. The man is now sitting on the fence. Scanning his surroundings with a ferocious gaze, he tried to find a way out of this hellhole. Unfortunately for him, there was no way out or place to run. He gritted his teeth, tenacity flashed in his eyes and somehow his gaze fell on me.


'Don't tell me.. He wants to take me hostage?'


As if reading my mind, the man extended his hand towards me…


'…!'


I subconsciously closed my eyes and hugged my body, preparing myself for the impending attack. However, no matter how much time passed, no one came. I slowly opened one of my eyes and saw a shocking scene in front of me.


Isaac's sword blocked the man's outstretched hand, and the red mana coming from Henry's hand surrounded me, similar to a cocoon, enveloping me in his protection.


Isaac quickly put his foot under the man's foot, making him stumble from the fence. The man, who was unable to resist the gravity, immediately fell to the ground with a loud explosion. Isaac immediately climbed onto the fence and jumped off the balcony, chasing after the slave. He landed next to the man's sprawled body. Before the man could even get up, the sword was already pointed at his chest.


The slave let out a frustrated roar.


I grabbed the fence in a hurry and looked down at the VIP section. The beautiful floor jutted and cracked like a falling meteor. The man's body shone blue from the line that stretched out from Isaac's hand, a seemingly thin mana line tying up his entire body.


The rope tied him tighter than a metal chain could. Because of that line, he could not even move an inch. His whole body was completely frozen.


Fear crept into the hearts of the spectators as they watched the power of the sisters face to face.


Isaac waved at me from the first floor.


“Nak, it's very strong. You don't want to play with him?"


“It's really a special creature. Born by combining animal and human blood. Especially this guy is young. Little Miss will be able to play with him for a long time. ”


'What are you talking about? You crazy?'


I could only stare in disbelief at the half-masked auctioneer who said those words.


I'd rather go back to the mansion than buy slaves here.


'How can I persuade my brothers not to hurt these people?'


No matter how long I contemplated it, I could only find one way to persuade them.


'...I don't plan on doing this in a crowded place, but....'


Give me my pride, "Wow!" I shouted with an expression full of excitement.


“Isyac and Henwy are kewrewn!” (Isaac and Henry are so cool!)


Isaac and Henry's eyes widened upon hearing my unexpected statement.


“Bwaine does not need new toys. I'd rather play around with Henwy and Isyac. Your bow is cooler than theirs!” (Blaine doesn't need new toys. I'd rather play with Henry and Isaac. You two are cooler than them!)


I hugged Henry, who was standing beside me, tightly. His body immediately stiffened in shock at my sudden action, but I could see his lips moving upward triumphantly even then.


“Then ... should we just go?”


"Yes!"


'Yeah, let's go back. As soon as possible.'


Once I return, I will tell the temple and the imperial family about that disgusting half-masked man.


On the other hand, as if his toy was snatched away, Isaac relented with a disappointed face.


“Oh, fine, if you think so. Let's just go. By the way, Son...”.


“...?” I tilted my head at his unfinished question.


“How fun to play with us?”


“The most fun!” (The most fun!)I said with a big smile.


I could feel the situation finally turning in my favor as the faces of the two brothers brightened.


Suddenly, the entrance opened violently, and someone very familiar with the three of us entered.


“Duk?” (Duke?)


The expressions of the sisters accidentally turned stiff, as if reflecting their father, upon his arrival.


***


A few minutes after the departure of the sisters to 'Heaven', a man sitting on a luxurious leather chair frowned. The waiter who reported Leblaine's small trip to the store, inevitably shuddered under the dark atmosphere of his servant.


'Very bad class, ' he thought, criticizing his son's actions.


'The first thing a child receives will be the most memorable gift, ' the duke thought so, 'If so, then the gift from his son will be more memorable than him.'


As the thought flashed through his mind, his already dark expression became even more ominous, scaring everyone in his room. Not waiting for a second, he put on his outer coat and walked out of the study room. He didn't even heed the Nos and administrator's request to finish the document first.


His mind went back to when he was alone with Leblaine, without the sisters by his side. His life was very peaceful and satisfying. Life was slow and every day Leblaine would sit on her lap all day. His heavy mood would turn light whenever the little girl was by his side.


Unfortunately, after the formal adoption process was passed, the time between father and daughter seemed to decrease. Either because of the incidents that come and go or the documents are increasing. But even with her busy schedule, she is still on her list of favorite people. Only after his son came did the situation change.


Dubbled recalls his first interaction with the girl. At first, he thought he was a nuisance in his life. Only a fearless child who was not afraid of his cold gaze and boldly chased after him.


Every day, he would follow enthusiastically behind her, following her wherever she went. Dubbled never realized, since when did he feel empty without the presence of the little girl?


She doesn't know exactly when or how she started taking care of him.


But she could still remember the anger that had covered her mind when the maid told her that Leblaine had fallen ill. His words revolved around his head like a broken cassette, as if it was the last.


“Duk!”


“Please be my father!” (Please be my father!)


He almost let the anger eat him and ordered the execution of more than a dozen doctors that day. Fortunately, Leblaine woke up before the order was done. He managed to overcome the duke out of the cloud of madness.


Dubbled quietly closed his eyes and leaned back in the comfortable carriage seat. Unconsciously, she reminisced about all the happy moments she spent with her daughter. Suddenly a knock from the horseman's seat woke him from his sleep.


"Your Majesty, we've arrived."


The Duke tightened his outer coat before he got off the carriage. Nos, who had failed to persuade Dubbled to leave from this trip, was now standing beside him.


"Where are Blaine and the kids?"


"They're in the slave auction house, 'Heaven'."


Duke narrowed his eyes. He knows 'Heaven'. It was a slave auction disguised under a beautiful building to hide their activities, auctioning off immigrants and prisoners of war as if they were products.


That place had long been a problem for his domain. The act of selling human lives itself is illegal; however, the opera house is an untouched corner, even for the governor of the country, like himself.


It is more correct to say that the auction has some tricks than being untouched. It is not only customary for the master to ignore some of the major criminal trades, especially those favored by the people. The auction itself had some strong sponsors that made it difficult for anyone to drop the place.


"Did they give slaves as a Child's Day gift to Leblaine?"


“It looks like so.”


Hearing Nos reply, the duke could not help but raise the corner of his mouth, and cursed the brothers' plans.


"They're doing useless things."


The brothers wanted to buy the girl a slave as a gift. Then let's see their reaction when he bought 20 slaves for her.


The Duke was walking towards the entrance, when Leblaine's words pierced his ears.


“How fun to play with us?”


“The most fun!”


When the ridiculous statement passed through his ears, the duke paused for a moment before walking towards the brothers with long strides. He looked alternately at Leblaine and his confused sons before he finally ordered Nos in a cold tone.


"Blow it up."


"Huh?"


Feeling the duke's words to be unreasonable, Nos licked his lips anxiously and prepared for the duke's reply. The duke then declared through his gritted teeth.


"This damn place, burn to the ground."


***


Everything passed in the blink of an eye, and I could only stare blankly at the burning opera house.


The Duke ordered his men to burn 'Heaven', without even spending time to hear any explanation.


As soon as the duke's order came, four maids dressed in black clothes, emerged from the shadow next to him and let out mana from thin air, burning the beautiful building.


Regardless of the commotion he caused, the duke carried me and walked to the entrance of the building.


“BANG!”


A huge explosion suddenly occurred inside the building before the last standing structure finally crashed into a pile of rubble. The good news is that everyone was there on time and there were no casualties.


All because of Nos' desperate cry before the building caught fire.


"Those who want to live, run!" he yelled.


'Fortunately, all the slaves were also released.'


At the entrance, instead of panicking like all the visitors, a lethargic man even counted all the runaway slaves and said to us, “The items are now yours. Pay for it.”


"He should have been buried under the rubble."


I looked at the man with hatred.


“What's up, son? Do you like it too?”


I immediately frowned hearing Isaac's words.


'How did he come to that conclusion?'


There's no way I like someone so cunning.


That's when I realized, Isaac's eyes weren't on that disgusting man. Instead on the shaggy-haired man who was crouching behind him. It was the boy who tried to take me hostage.


“Should we buy it? If you want, you better buy it now. Now that the building has collapsed, we won't be able to enter the auction for a while. ”


“….”


“I will buy it for you, but you also have to play with us even if I buy it.you yourself said that we are the coolest in the world!”


I don't know why he thought I wanted to buy that slave. It never even crossed my mind to buy one of the slaves. I happened to know about this auction because of my brothers. If only they hadn't tried to buy me a strange gift, I wouldn't have known about this terrible 'Heaven. I really need to discipline them both.


'If carrots don't work, then he needs a whip. If licking doesn't work, then it's time to do it the hard way.'


I looked at Isaac and said.


“Now, I won't go...” (No, I'm not going to play.).


"Huh? Why?!"


"Try to tinker with it, you you you're not too cool." (In hindsight, you're not very cool.)


"Why?! No way, you said I was the coolest! ”


Isaac cried out in despair.