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The Baby Raising A Devil (copy)

Three reincarnations. Fourth life. She is chosen to grow up as a Child of Fate; but when the real Child of Fate appears, she is sacrificed for that child. In the second life she is abused. In her third life she lived as a beggar. “This country is not safe. Let’s defect!” LeBlaine chooses to be re-born into a new family to defect. The family she choose is … a family of the future biggest villains in the Kingdom. “Let’s try to get along until the time of my exile!” is what she tried to do. But what happened…? “My daughter is the cutest IN THE WORLD!” “Give me that building, I can use it as my sister’s bathroom.” “Don’t worry, LeBlaine asked me not to hit you. Not to not kill you.” “WHO, WHO MADE MY SISTER CRY?!”

SoraWinter · 奇幻言情
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219 Chs

The Baby Raising a Devil Ch.50

TL:Zimming

"Is there many of them?"

"My owlder sister who lwived near the nursery showed me that there are a lot of these things."

"Really? Are you sure it's Spinel?!"

"It looks like it…"

The vassals glanced at each other at my words.

Viscount Dubos came close to me and asked.

"Who is the owner? Where is it?"

"Sister Sese!" I shouted and gave them a description of the place vaguely.

***

Viscount Dubos sent an administrator to the place that Leblaine had told him.

And three days later, the administrator really brought a box full of spinel.

"Is there really a spinel landfill owner we didn't know…"

Viscount Dubos was shocked, and the vassals asked the administrators.

"How did that happen?"

"The woman named Sesera is smart. It seems that the commoner knew that if it was known that she owns a spinel landfill, it would be taken away."

"That's why she didn't release the Spinel on the market?"

"It took her time to get ready to set up the store."

The people's face brightened.

"This eliminates the need to lean on the church. I'll call in the messenger who is negotiating."

The Duke, who was tapping the handle of the chair, opened his mouth.

"No. Don't let the church know that we had spinel."

"Why is that…"

"Nos, buy the whole of Spinel as soon as the owner sells it."

"Is it necessary to stock up that much?"

"It's not to stock up. It will be distributed at a bargain price on the market."

The people were smiling but Henry was deep in thoughts.

"You're trying to lower the value of Spinel."

If the spinel is supplied too much on the market, the price will inevitably fall.

If the value of Spinel, a source of funding for the church, was reduced, the church would naturally face a direct hit.

The vassals, who understand the Duke's intentions, asked in a worried voice.

"It's going to have an effect on us, too." Henry replied,

"The church won't last long. They'll be forced to sell the worthless Spinel mine."

Then Spinel will eventually become monopolized. Raising the price was enough.

"But it would cost us a fortune to buy all those spinels and sell them back at a bargain price. Will we be able to hold on,…"

Isaac, who sat loosely beside Henry with his eyes closed said.

"Are you an idiot?"

"Pardon?"

"Do you forget who we are?"

In addition to being the villain's lair, there were other nicknames for Dubbled.

It is Western's gold.

They have unrelenting financial strength.

In money games, Dubbled always had a winning percentage of 100 percent.

The vassals bowed their heads at once.

The meeting finished and the vassals who came out said.

"Isn't the little miss full of luck?"

"Yes, without her, we would have been fooled around by the church."

"She has saved the Dubbleds more than once. Like a goddess of luck."

Each of the vassals fell into their own thoughts.

'Is she also an angel?'

'Dubbled's little fairy….'

'Cute…'

At that time, Leblaine was unaware of her increased in followers.

***

I woke up after taking a nap for quite a long time.

A few days ago, I used the divine power alone for the first time without Boone because of Roman. I had wasted much more divine power than planned.

'Since then, I nearly became a complete child because of it, so I'm not feeling well.'

I stretched out and came down from the bed.

"I'm hungwy, I want to eat byead." (I'm hungry. I want to eat bread…)

I was surprised because I unconsciously suck my finger.

'I think this time is serious, I used up too much power.'

Compared to when I try to maintain Boone.

Her mind was returning to a child due to her using too much divine power.

Suddenly, I felt like I wanted to cry. There was no one in the room, so it was scary.

"Huu…"

When I was crying, the maids came into the room.

"Oh my, little miss. What's the matter?"

Surprised at the sight of my tears, the maids quickly came to me.

"Alone scawed…." (Alone scared…)

The maids were restless and soothed me.

"Come on, little miss, don't cry. We have good news."

"Good news?"

When asked, the maids exchanged glances with each other and grinned.

"Your room is complete!"

It's finally finished.

I was staying in the guest room the Duke had given me when I first came to Dubbled's Castle.

Immediately after I was adopted, I had to have my room in the west building, but it was delayed to install safety devices.

'My room….'

For some reason, my heart was pounding and I cried.

Only having my own room, decorated for me, is the first time since my first life.

'Even in my first life, it wasn't my own room.'

They give me an empty room and only give me a new desk and a bed.

The maids showed me into the room.

'We're in the west building.'

I walked with the maids, looking around the West Wing.

"Here you go."

I opened the door and took a deep breath.

A large window and a beautiful wall.

All the furniture in the room is white, and the corners were decorated with beautiful gold frames.

The sofa is a lovely peach coloured. On the tables and on the bookshelf lay a sweet-scented candle.

It is so enormous that it cannot be compared to the guest room that I have been staying so far.

"This is the parlor. That's the door to your personal library where little miss can read or study."

"There's a bedroom on the right side. There's a bathroom and a dress room."

"In the dress room, we've got a new dress, new accesories, and more."

"There is also a big, wide bathtub in the bathroom, and…."

I had stiffened up while the maids explained the structure of the room.

"Little miss?"

The maids looked at me in wonder.

"Don't you like it?"

I couldn't say a word, I was restless.

The Duke of Amity let me stay in the pretty Mina's room before handing me over as a ritual offering.

The Duke of Vallua also let me rest in such a pretty room before the abuse.

"It's time to fulfill your mission, LeBlaine."

"You have to pay the price for enjoying the things I give."

The voices of Duke Amity and Duke Vallua came to mind.

I curled up in the corner of the room and begged

"It's my fault. I'm wrong. Please kill me, I'm sorry." I desperately begged for it.

Then, familiar people came in from outside the door.

The employees flooded to both sides like the Red Sea, and the brothers, who had walked through it, looked at me.

"What's with the noise."

Isaac looked around my room and continued to talk.

"It's near my room. Hey, kid. You can't just come by at night and say you're scared."

Then he said, "Come only three times a week. Do you understand?" and coughed vainly.

"...."

"What, why aren't you answering? Oh, I got it. You can come four times a week. Is it enough?"

"...."

"What is it? What's wrong with you?"

Isaac looked back at the maids as if he was wondering what was going on. But the maids shook their heads as if they didn't know anything.

Henry asked,

"What's wrong?"

"Thwis is not Blaine's room."

"This is your room, Leblaine."

"Well, but this is princess's room!"

Henry asked back, "Pardon?"

Isaac said "What are you saying?"

"The room is too big and too pwetty…"

"What are you saying? Hey, kid. The bigger and prettier, the better! And your room so far has always been spacious and nice."

"That's a gwuest room. The guest room is nwice! But Blaine's room is narrow and dark. So it's not my room. It's big and it's not my room!"

Stop talking about the former Leblaine! But my thoughts are not cooperating, I kept getting scared.

If you give me a nice room like the Duke of Amity and the Duke of Vallua at first, It might be taken away again later.

What if it hurts like that again?

What if I repeat that again?

It's really, really painful when I think about it.

It was a pain that felt like my whole body was splitting up and then sticking together again.

I looked at brothers with a frightened face. Their eyes were trembling.

***

Henry stared blankly at LeBlaine. Then when tears began to gather in her eyes, she came to her senses.

"You don't have to stay in a narrow dark room now."

"...."

"This is your room, and this castle is your home."

Henry wiped LeBlaine's wet eyes with his sleeves.

"So please don't cry. It breaks my heart."

He patted my head very carefully.

When LeBlaine calmed down, Henry said to the servants,

"For now, keep her in the guest room."

"Yes, Master."

Just in time, Lea came and to see the child and saying, "Oh my God, little miss!"

Henry turned around as he watched Lea took Leblaine away.

But Isaac is standing with the same posture as when Leblaine began to cry.

"What, don't get in the way, get lost."

said Henry, narrowing his brows. Isaac looked at his brother, discouraged like a dog with its ears and tail hanging down.

"Brother, what room did LeBlaine used to live in?"

Born as the youngest of the Dubbled's brother, he couldn't easily think of a narrow, dirty room.

It was the same with Henry.

"There's a record of Leblaine being sent by the Empress to the Administrator's Office. It's going to say where she grew up."

"Let's go."

"Okay."

The brothers immediately headed to the administration office where Nos was located.

When the brothers, who had come in out of nowhere, asked for the record of Leblaine, they were all perplexed.

"Do you have the data from the nursery? Same thing about the room."

"Yes, I checked the other day, and here it is."

Isaac looked into the picture given by the administrator and narrowed his eyes.

"No, the room where the kid used to stay. Not the barn."

"That's her room."

"What?"