The Baby Fairy is a Villain - Chapter 6

The witch fairy Richesia was the most popular individual in the underworld.

Because of that, there were a lot of people who were annoying to her.

The man who came in just now was also the one who had once been chasing Richesia and harassing her.

‘Was his name Morgan?’

He was particularly persistent, so she punished him a little, and after that, he ran away even at the sight of Richesia’s shadow.

‘But what is this guy doing here?’

After a moment of bewilderment, Morgan looked at Chesha and put on a puzzled expression.

“You look like Richesia…?”

While he looked at Chesha several times, Chesha pretended not to know and rolled her eyes.

Morgan, who was confused, put Chesha in a large bag as if there was no time.

Then, he hurriedly left the room.

Being tied and locked in a dark bag, Chesha furrowed her eyebrows slightly.

Flutter, a small butterfly appeared.

As the butterfly clung to the bag, the field of vision that had been covered by the cloth was wide open.

Chesha watched the situation outside while being inside the bag.

Count Basilian’s bedroom was located on the top floor of the castle.

Grabbing the bag, Morgan went straight down.

While passing by, he encountered several servants, but none recognized Morgan.

It seemed that he had used a magic potion from the underworld.

At this point, she was a little curious.

Why Is he doing this crazy thing?

‘Shall we take a look at it?’

Chesha calmly watched the situation.

Breaking out in a cold sweat and moving quickly, Morgan managed to reach the first floor.

He headed straight to the backyard.

There was a wagon full of flowers.

A man with an eyepatch on one eye hovered nervously beside the wagon.

The one-eyed man who had spotted Morgan hurriedly approached.

Morgan opened the bag and showed the man what was inside.

“This…?”

The one-eyed man wearing an eyepatch looked at Chesha with suspicious eyes.

Chesha, who had calmly stretched out, looked at him with a meek expression.

“I heard that Count Basilian took this child after visiting all kinds of orphanages, so I thought it was something amazing…. Isn’t she just an ordinary baby?”

The one-eyed man’s thick eyebrows twitched.

He murmured as he felt the ambiguity.

“But just looking at it, she seems to resemble someone.”

Then, as if Morgan had been waiting, he agreed.

“Doesn’t she look like Richesia?”

“Oh, is that so? Does she look like the witch fairy? Although the eye color is different.”

The eye of the one-eyed man, which is only one, opened and suddenly chuckled.

“This, this, the superiors will like it. Perfect!”

Morgan glanced at Chesha and put on a puzzled expression for a moment, but then urged the man.

“You’ve checked the goods, so please give me the money quickly.”

At Morgan’s urging, the one-eyed man pulled Chesha out of the bag. He replied, hiding Chesha in a pile of flowers in the wagon.

“You won’t have a dime until we’re completely out of the Black Forest.”

“Crap…! Then let’s get out of this damn castle quickly.”

Morgan spat on the floor. Then he murmured with a curse.

“It’s a very unpleasant castle.”

“That’s right.”

The one-eyed man muttered as he looked up at the snake’s castle.

“What’s with the Basilian, asking you to kidnap even a child like this….”

It is said to be one of the three great families of the Great Empire of Palen, but the Count of Basilian always felt far behind.

The Duke of Ibroiel, was a descendant of the imperial family and a lineage of noble wizards.

The Marquis of Nemea, firmly held the imperial military power based on the mighty Knights.

But the Count of Basilian had nothing.

While other families shook the empire in splendor, it just existed quietly.

Like a snake swimming beneath the surface.

Despite their insignificant presence, the Imperial Family, the sun of the Great Empire of Palen never looked down on the Count of Basilian.

The same was true of the Duke of Ibroiel and the Marquis of Nemea.

As one of the three noblest families, they always referred to and respected the Count of Basilian as well.

Other noble families had no choice but to pretend to respect the count.

Even so, the atmosphere of subtly ignoring it could not be helped.

So did the inhabitants of the underworld.

Everyone used to look down on the Count of Basilian as a gloomy, loner aristocrat.

Only Chesha, who had been investigating the three families for a long time, thought something was suspicious and dug into it.

‘Who is behind the orders for the kidnapping?’

It was the time when she was quietly eavesdropping on the conversation between the one-eyed man and Morgan, in case she found out more information.

A heavenly voice was heard.

“There, old men.”

Morgan and the one-eyed man turned their heads in amazement.

The owner of the voice was a boy wearing a large parasol.

The boy’s chest-length platinum-colored hair was tied together, and the eyelashes that drooped down were long and dense.

He had a pretty face like a breeze and a slim body, giving off a strong androgynous look.

The clothes he wore were also decorated with lace and frills, unlike normal men’s clothes, so at first glance, he could be believed to be a girl.

But as soon as they saw the boy, the bearded men froze like mice before snakes.

It was because of the red eyes.

The boy was the third son of the Basilian, Ishuel Basilian.

“Can’t you hear me?”

Ishuel tilted his head and smiled.

“Are you deaf?”

Morgan and the one-eyed man came to their senses belatedly.

Morgan replied with a servile laugh.

“Yes, yes! Young master. We are here to deliver flowers. Please let me know if you need anything.”

“Ugh, keep your mouth shut.”

“…Pardon?”

Ishuel frowned.

His eyes seemed to say ‘dirty and vulgar things’ conveying the swear words.

The one-eyed man said, breaking out in a cold sweat.

“Nothing! I will keep my mouth shut! Please let me know if you need any flowers.”

Instead of answering, the boy approached lightly to the flower wagon.

Morgan and the one-eyed man quickly exchanged glances.

They quietly put their hands on the daggers they hid in their arms.

The bloodshot eyes trembled with tension as they stared at the boy.

Either that or not, Ishuel gently picked up the flowers with his slender fingers.

Chesha, who was buried in the flowers, looked at Ishuel through the flowers.

Their eyes met.

Ishuel’s eyes widened slightly.

The boy was silent for a moment, then muttered very curiously.

“So you’re pretty?”

Ishuel stared at Chesha, who was covered in petals and spoke again.

“It’s the first time to see someone as pretty as me.”

Chesha was taken aback for a moment by the narcissistic remark.

Of course, Chesha was a fairy who lived to her own taste, but….

‘I think he’s worse than me.’

It was the first for Chesha to meet someone like this.

While admiring, Ishuel took Chesha apart.

“Interesting…. You’re not even crying.”

Shiny glassy pink nails crushed the petals.

Hihi, a brief mocking sound was heard.

“Or is she an idiot?”

This brat?

Chesha was furious, but she didn’t bother to respond.

Ishuel tilted his head for a while as if in agony, then backed out without regret.

“I need to wait a little longer.”

The thick lips drew a curved line.

“Until she cried and begged for help.”

Ishuel left with light steps.

Watching the boy’s back, Chesha was acutely aware of what Kiern had said.

‘He’s really insane….’

At this level, even in the underworld, he was a high-level madman.

When Ishuel disappeared, Morgan and the one-eyed man let go of their breath.

“Whoa, damn it, let’s get up fast!”

“Yeah, let’s leave right now. It seems that the third boy will, fortunately, pretend not to know.”

The one-eyed man hurriedly climbed into the driver’s seat and grinned.

“Well, he probably won’t be happy with a new younger sister to share his property with.”

That was what Chesha agreed to.

‘But I’m a temporary worker.’

Kiern’s affection for me now, for no reason, was only an act with a purpose in the end.

Chesha knew very well that everything would disappear like foam anyway.

Suddenly, she remembered the lullaby he had sung.

In the deep morning when everyone is asleep.

A messy lullaby hummed by a languid voice.

‘That’s an action that won’t make any sense.’

She suddenly felt strangely unwell.

“….”

Chesha crouched down even smaller.

In the meantime, the wagon ran recklessly.

Because of the hurried running and rattling so severely, the flowers it was carrying fell into a mess.

But nobody cared.

They were only thinking of getting out of the snake’s castle and the black forest.

Chesha’s eyes, which had been buried in the flowers, sank.

‘Boring.’

The moment she thought about going back to the castle.

Bang!

The wagon, which had been galloping along, suddenly shook with a roar that seemed to break apart.

It came to a rough stop as if it had crashed into a huge rock.

A terrible scream erupted.

“Aaarrgh!”

A clear voice cut through the deafening noise.

“Are you still not crying?”

The flowers on the wagon soared into the air.

The dark vision was brightened.

Chesha opened her eyes wide.

Amidst the scattering of flowers, a boy wearing a parasol lazily descended from the air onto the wagon.

Ishuel threw off the bloody glove and smiled.

“When are you going to cry, lil sis?”