The Baby Who Raised the Devil

Time to Choose Your Father (5)

There is a support system in the aristocracy.

This is to cultivate talented children from an early age and then develop them into talents that families want.

' Who will be sponsored this time?'

If they were sponsored by a noble family like Dubbede, they would definitely be a famous prodigy.

When I entered the meeting room, I could see followers surrounding someone. He is big enough to be called a child. At first glance, he looked like a teenage boy.

The boy was buried among the adults and could not be seen in detail, but I could hear his voice clearly.

"Hello Mr. Dubos, Mr. Martin, Baron Lux, and..."

The followers grinned as if they were happy with the polite boy who had memorized so many people's names.

"Little Jude is getting smarter by the day."

"My father told me I had to study hard to be like Mr Dubos!"

Dubos laughed and patted his shoulder. Then, one of the followers noticed me.

Back then, I told them about the story of the Imperial Palace and the church, there were some followers here who were also there at that time.

' I'll show it to them.'

"Hello"

As I greeted them mimicking how adults act, they laughed.

"Geez, you learned how to say hello."

When some followers approached me, I started to see the hidden child's face.

I stiffened as I examined the boy's face.

"Marco Jude."

I know the kid, very, very well.

Because he's one of the worst people I've ever met! When I was living as Duke Vallua's son, I attended the academy for a while. Back then, Marco was my professor.

He was a young and ambitious man and a good professor.

But for me....

' There are many temptations.'

He's eyeing a position as Duke Vallua's son-in-law. He touched me improperly. She also hugged me without my consent, I couldn't bear it when she tried to kiss me, so I filed a complaint to the academy.

But they kicked me out as an assailant.

"If this person seduced you and offended you, why didn't you file a complaint from the beginning?"

"If you don't like it, why don't you yell?"

' I was scared, so I couldn't even scream.'

"Then why now.I don't think you like it when you think about it again. Are you a gold digger?"

My protest was unsuccessful.

He was stopped for only six months because he touched a student, and I was forced to leave the academy under criticism for not being picky. After that, I was considered a disgrace to my family.

Just thinking about that time, I wanted revenge.

He's still a kid now. But he will be a bastard in the future!

'Let's just calm down. If I act like that for no reason, adoption is impossible.'

Then, Duke Dubblede walked into the room. When everyone is bowing.

The first order of the meeting was to review the prospective sponsors . Sitting in the back, Marco climbed onto the podium.

"Yes! you have to be familiar with the numbers to get into the audit and inspection board. But math itself is fun. I made some formulas with my teacher ..."

' Liar...'

It's ridiculous for me to know his future.

Far from joining the Audit and Inspection Council, Marco Jude joined the faculty of the marginal academy. So he's a fool who bragged to me that he has a great network. His father Baron Jude laughed proudly.

Judging from the friendly atmosphere, the selection of foster children seems to be done according to the wishes of Baron Jude and his wife.

After a question and answer session, Marco returned to the seat next to me. He looked at me and whispered.

" You see that, son? You will never be able to defeat me ."

Whahuh?

I looked at him because I was dumbfounded.

He's looking after a four-year-old....

Marco Jude seemed to think I came to the meeting because of the sponsorship screening.

His face was feisty for wanting to destroy his rival. He seemed to remind me when he was a professor at an academic institute.

'Well, maybe you think Duke Dubbled has left me alone so far, so I'll end up with what he wants after not adopting.'

He continued with a grin.

" You, they say you're a poor boy ?"

“........”

"I heard the Empress dumped you in a dumpster called Dubbled. It's the same as being trash ."

Marco, who said so, laughed out loud, and I clenched my fists. I was a fool in my previous life.I knew nothing, and being dumped alone was scary.

There were many times when I bowed without being able to say a word like this. But it wasn't me who died three times, now I live my fourth life.

And I really did bite Marco's arm.

" Agh !"

As he lay on his stomach with clenched hands, I quickly clenched my fists and punched him! the piece!

" aah! Aah !"

As the shout rang out, more people or servants guarding the hall rushed over in astonishment.

People immediately tried to keep me away from Marco, but I pulled out a bundle of his hair before I fell.

“ What you do !”

the followers frowned at me and Marco.

" The little thing that made me... I, suddenly ...!"

On the other hand, I calmly straightened my index finger towards Marco.

" Ayow, Bwad boy! (Come on, bad boy!)"

“ What ..”

" He's biwlang Duyke dubwbled sawmpah!. (He said duke dubbled trash!.)”

When I became a beggar, I learned something. The person who throws the first blow wins. The quiet one wins the argument.

Of course, making a fuss in front of the duke's eyes was terrifying, but it was better than looking like a fool who had just been beaten up.

But it's weird.

Why is it quiet around here?