The Baby Raising A Devil Ch.208

TL: Zimmings

'That crazy bastard!'

It seems that he was aiming for this time because he had been quiet these days.

Storas was certainly more mean than the other devils.

He knew that I can't summon Pur to fight him in this environment.

They were also high-ranking noble children whom I can't offend.

If I summon Pur, the story will definitely leak somewhere.

Since the temple is aware of Pur's existence, it will soon find out that I can summon a devil. Then it wouldn't be difficult to guess that the events that caused the temple to lose its status were my fault.

'If I were to be discovered before Mina came, then…'

I gritted my teeth.

Isaac and Henry looked into the empty space I was looking at. Both of them, who had been attacked by Glasalabolas the other day, seemed to have realized that this was the work of the devil.

"Kid, this...!"

I nodded at Isaac's words, and Henry hardened his face.

"First, let's get them into the safety zone-"

"Calm down! Let me talk."

Storas and I can share our thoughts.

If I think of something, it will be passed on to Storas as well.

Henry, who quickly understood what I meant, shut his mouth.

Around that time, the vassals, knights, dad and Johann came to the drawing room in search for the origin of the roar.

Surprised by the sudden earthquake, the children were crouched and trembling.

"Little sister!"

"Blaine!"

My dad and Johann ran to me.

They, like Henry and Isaac, had also been attacked by Glasalabolas, so it was not difficult to guess that it was the devil's work.

Henry hastily moved his servants and knights to protect the students.

Dad, Johann, and Isaac surrounded me as the students left the drawing room along with the knights.

"Location?"

My dad asked me

"3 o'clock. It's about two meters from the floor."

The magical tool he had flew towards Storas.

However, Storas easily avoided his attack, and the magical tool hit the wall.

Thud-!!

Part of the wall collapsed with a roar.

"Dodge to the right!"

Next up is Henry.

The magical ball poured out one after another from his hands.

Storas made a light barrier to block Henry's attack.

Isaac leaped off the sofa and swung the tip of his sword towards the place where mana was condensed.

In an instant, a crack appeared in Storas's barrier. It was weak, but it was a crack that was visible even to ordinary people.

"I can see it!"

When the irie, who had come with the knights shouted, the archers fired arrows loaded with aura.

As the aura's arrows constantly pierced through the small cracks, the barrier Storas made was broken with an explosive sound.

"Step back, 11 o'clock!"

"15 centimeters to the right on the spot!"

Following my instructions, the blade with the aura and the condensed magical power exploded on Storas.

[Good job, yes! Attack! Kill that idiot!]

As the etwal, hidden in my pocket, became hot, I heard Pur's excited voice.

I rubbed my sweaty hands on my skirt.

A little bit more.

I have to push it hard enough that it can't attack. If the students get to the shelter safely, they can take-

'No, if I think about it…!'

When I saw that the corners of Storas's lips were up, a condensed bright red mana flew from Storas's hand to the door leading to the evacuation shelter.

The wall collapsed with a sound.

A huge shard fell towards Edgar, who was moving beneath it.

"No!"

There was the sound of someone screaming.

***

Edgar crouched down with one arm wrapped around him, slowly lowering his hand.

It's strange.

'It doesn't hurt.'

When he opened his eyes, he could see someone's shadow

"...Lady."

"Are you okay?"

"...Yes."

Blood was dripping down Leblaine's forehead.

"Leblaine-!"

The faces of the Dubblede men, who were like monsters full of desire to kill, suddenly turned pale.

Theodore, Henry, and Isaac, who were dealing with the devil, Johann, who was guiding the students, even the knights and servants rushed to her without anyone saying anything.

They hurriedly removed the fragments and lifted her small body.

"Leblaine… Please calm down. Don't close your eyes…"

Henry repeated those words like a parrot.

"Ah, Doctor, doctor… anyone, please-!"

Isaac's scream pierced his ears.

The child's beautiful dress was stained with blood, and her body became limp.

Edgar looked at Leblaine blankly. Everything felt unreal.

Why did she save him?

And, why…

"Ah, ah."

A maid, who covered her mouth with her trembling hand after confirming that he was safe, sat down on the floor.

While the rest was crowded on Leblaine's side, unable to say a single word.

The monstrous man who was known as a terrifying slayer crouched down humbly in front of his daughter, embracing her.

Without saying anything. Like a fool.

That maid looked at him with such eyes. She looked at him in a similar way to his mother who was always by his side on gloomy days, and Theodore looked at Leblaine similarly to his father, who always gave him a share of cold water in summer. Their gaze was exactly how a parent would look at their precious child.

'So why is she looking at me like that?'

The cold fingertips that barely touched the boy's cheek were trembling.

After reconfirming that he was safe, Linda came to her senses and crawled to Leblaine.

Before she knew it, Leblaine, who lay on the floor, managed to grab her cold hand.

"I saved Linda's precious…"

The child smiled brightly.

"Linda has always saved me, so this time I protected Linda's precious person."

"Lady…"

"Because I like Linda. So… … ."

"Lady!"

Linda cried out as she grabbed the child with her eyes closed.

"So I'll gwive it to Linda. It's a secwet, but I like Linda the most!"

Her life was always achromatic.

She was betrayed by the man she loved, and the child she gave birth to was taken away.

She lived for that exact reason. She knew that living rather than dying would be a revenge for those who did that to her.

It was a little girl about the same age as her son who saved her.

A girl with oversized clothes that doesn't fit her body.

She is the child of fate from the temple, the very temple that helped the man take her child away from her.

The girl who reminded her of her child.

She didn't have a good feeling for Leblaine from the start. Especially since she kept reminding her of her child.

She fed and washed her just like how her master told her, but that's it. She never tried to take good care of her.

Her child was taken away because she was not a noble, she was resentful to the lucky child that was born as a commoner and sent to a duke's family. It felt unfair to her.

She hated her, but it was more like her hatred towards the world went towards the innocent child.

On the days she was in charge, there were times when she only left her in the room and brought her food.

[I want water… I'm sowwy, water…]

There were times when she would only give a glass of water to the child. But when the child saw her, she always followed her.

Wearing clothes that were too big for her, she fell several times because she couldn't keep up with adult steps, yet she always followed her.

She was also there in her darkest times.

"Here, pwetty flowers."

"...."

"I think Lingda needs pwetty flowers."

How can she not love a child like that?

How could she not love her?

This child was her salvation.

It's amazing how much her feelings changed.

It was nice to see the child grow up. She wanted to live again.

Her achromatic life had found colohr little by little

The color of the child's hair.

Her eye color.

The color of her ribbons.

Also the color of the wild flower that she handed to her.

She was always grateful to her. Linda clasped her child's hand and wept.

***

I tossed and turned in bed.

'Ugh!'

The moment I tossed and turned, my back felt like it was going to break.

'Is it going to break? No, it might have already broken! Damn Storas!'

Ouch, let's open my eyes.

"…ah."

The surroundings were full of people.

"...."

"...."

I looked at my dad in front of me and laughed.

"Good morning?"

"...."

Isaac, who was by my father's side, gritted his teeth.

"Good morning? Did you say good morning just now? You idiot!"

He banged my forehead with his.

"It hurts!"

"Why did you throw yourself! What kind of warrior are you? Are you a hero? You can't even protect yourself well!"

Isaac shouted.

It was the first time I had ever seen him so angry, so I said while stroking my forehead.

"I'm sorry…"

"Do you know how much I…!"

"But sto… Wait, what happened?"

Henry sighed and said,

"It disappeared."

'Aha. It assimilated with me, so it disappeared when I wasn't feeling well.'

Thinking like that, I clicked my tongue.

'If I had known this would happen, I would just hit a wall and pass out…'

A light bulb in my head lit up.

"Anyway, kid, I'm very angry! I'll give it a very big punishment when you get better…!"

"Good idea.

"What?"

"… I must take revenge."

When I raised the corners of my mouth, people looked puzzled.