TLed by NolepGuy
Chapter 247
The peaceful Desmond Estate.
A hole was drilled into the ceiling of the estate.
Although the collapsed debris piled up on the floor, Desmond remained at peace.
Because everyone was satisfied.
“Hoo.”
Since the collapse of the estate was a common occurrence, everyone nodded nonchalantly.
“Eeeek…”
Amid the billowing Dust Cloud, the Voice of the Little Devil could be heard. As if to announce how wicked it was with its sharp tone, the malicious being was letting out a cry.
-Gulp.
At the Devil’s Voice, the Desmond Household held their breath and focused. Of course, so did I. Even though I had seen the Devil shrink before, I couldn’t help but feel the strain on my heart.
Because its impact was strong enough to stop one’s heart.
Chubby Cheeks.
A sulking face.
Stubby legs.
Imagining a figure that made you laugh just by thinking about it, I examined the Residual Energy of Dark Magic. It would be troublesome if someone noticed.
[Limit Break increases ‘Dark Magic Resistance’ and erases ‘Residual Energy of Dark Magic.’]
Not feeling any discernible Residual Energy of Dark Magic, I nodded.
‘This should be enough for no one to notice.’
With me, the Top-Level Dark Magic Filter, such an adventure was possible. After conducting several experiments, I confirmed that the Young Lady’s Dark Magic didn’t strain the Caster.
I hadn’t discharged the Young Lady’s Dark Mana through Offensive Magic. Honestly, I didn’t think I could endure that either.
Just thinking about the Giant’s Colossal Eyeball still made my shoulders tremble.
The Young Lady’s Dark Mana had been released in a simple manner. The consumption was maximized while the efficiency was the worst. If I had to compare, it was like pulling an armored vehicle with one’s bare hands. Using an easy-to-understand and trace-free method, Darbav had instructed the Young Lady.
To pull out the capital’s water supply.
Of course, it was an impossible task.
Although a slight Earthquake shook the entire capital, it wasn’t a significant issue, so we managed to deplete the Young Lady’s Dark Mana.
Now, everyone was holding their breath and simply waiting for the Young Lady. Without saying who liked or disliked her.
“…Eeeek.”
They were merely waiting for the birth of the Little Devil.
“Ricardo.”
“Yes, Head of the Household.”
“You said you saw Young Olivia ‘alone’ in the North.”
Darbav, emphasizing the word ‘alone’ particularly strongly, asked me with a serious expression.
“How was she?”
“…”
With a deeper expression than during a meeting deciding the fate of the household, Darbav swallowed dryly and asked me.
“Was she the same as when she was young?”
“…”
“From her fierce eyes, to her Chubby Cheeks, and even her personality—was it all the same?”
Nodding toward Darbav, I answered. This matter was important to me as well. Knowing how crucial advice from an experienced person was, I spoke sincerely.
“She is much cuter, beyond comparison.”
“…?!”
“Imagine her shouting ‘Air Raid Alarm’ with that tiny body. How devilish she is….”
“…”
Listening quietly from the side, Kyle took out a prepared Lollipop from his inner Pocket and nodded.
“Even better…”
Not a single normal person existed in this household.
I didn’t know how this household became the prestigious family that produced the Empire’s greatest Villainess, but I had left such doubts behind 13 years ago, so I nodded lightly.
“It’s almost time.”
-Gulp.
“Hiiik…”
The Dust Cloud cleared.
A silhouette of a Young Girl, clenching her fist and bathed in brilliant Sunlight under the hole in the Ceiling, began to appear before my eyes.
“O..Olivia…”
“Not that I’m expecting much, but Olivia liked Lollipops when she was young.”
“Oh dear… What is everyone doing? Anyway, I bought 20 Toddler Dresses.”
The Desmond Household stood ready, each with their own strategy, fully prepared to welcome the Young Lady who had become smaller.
The Little Devil slowly revealed herself.
Clenching her Tiny Fist and wearing a Sullen Expression, the Young Lady furrowed her brows and spoke bluntly.
“Damn.”
“Oh my God.”
“I think it was worth staying alive until now.”
“Oh my…”
The Young Lady, who uttered a savage curse in front of her parents, rubbed her eyes and nodded.
“Feed me.”
She was quite an arrogant Young Lady.
*
-Rumble rumble rumble.
“Young Lady.”
-Rumble rumble rumble!!!
“Please sit still.”
-Rumble rumble rumble!!!!
“…”
The Young Lady, temporarily able to move her legs due to the Risk of becoming younger, was enthusiastically running through the Corridor.
There was no particular reason.
“Hiiik!!!”
She was simply in a good mood.
The Young Lady, with her small gestures, ran tirelessly from one End of the Hallway to the other.
Could that not be the true Devil?
After running for a while, the Young Lady stopped her Footsteps and stood before me, shouting.
“Ricardo!”
“Yes.”
“Let’s go out!”
The Young Lady, telling me to go out.
If she had a tail, it would probably be wagging wildly. Watching her, I smiled faintly and focused on the Yellow Flower placed on her head.
“Young Lady.”
“Yes.”
“What is that flower?”
“Mother put it on me. She said no one would pick a fight with me if I wore this.”
“Oh…”
I admired Rosanna’s foresight and nodded. She knew her daughter all too well.
By disguising the Young Lady, who would pick a fight just by making eye contact, as a crazy woman occasionally seen on the Street, the Mistress of Desmond sought to prevent any mishaps. Truly, an expert’s touch was different.
Watching the Young Lady, grinning with the flower Rosanna had placed on her head, I let out a sigh of regret.
It would be perfect if she had a Runny Nose too.
“Hnng… Ha-choo!”
Perfect.
She looked every bit the Fool.
Smiling softly at the Young Lady’s simple appearance, I asked her a question with a hint of curiosity.
“Young Lady.”
“Yes.”
“Where are the Head of the Household and Lord Kyle, and what are they doing?”
“Died.”
The Young Lady spoke while looking at the Members of Desmond collapsed in the living room.
-I have no regrets even if I die now.
-Olivia called me Older Brother. Not just Older Brother but ‘Oppa’… It was a joyous life, Mother.
-…Ha, I wanted to dress her up a bit more.
I looked at the Serial Killer and spoke.
“You’ve done it again today, haven’t you?”
The Young Lady nodded while sucking her finger.
“Yes, I handled it.”
“I’m proud of you, Young Lady.”
“I know.”
Leaving behind the Young Lady’s curt response, someone who could probably excel as an assassin, I bent my knees to match her eye level and asked.
“Is there any place you’d like to go?”
“Hmm…”
Pouting her lips and contemplating, the Young Lady shrugged her shoulders and shook her head.
“I don’t know. I just want to go out.”
“Then shall we go for a walk?”
“Yes.”
“Then I’ll grab my wallet. Young Lady, please run around to stimulate your Growth Plate.”
“Run?”
“Yes.”
“Eeeek!”
The Young Lady started running energetically down the Corridor again. Perhaps because she had become younger, she was brimming with energy. I was worried she might get into trouble outside.
Every time the Young Lady’s tension was high, she caused an incident.
Hoping she would tire herself out, I went to my room, grabbed my wallet, and headed outside.
And so, 30 minutes later.
“Damn it!”
The Young Lady had gotten into a fight with the neighborhood Little Kids.
With a cold glare, the Young Lady stood her ground.
The Little Kid, arms crossed, displayed an arrogant demeanor.
Surrounded by the group of Little Kids and dragged into an Alleyway, I scratched my head with a wry Smile.
‘This isn’t easy…’
I thought the Young Lady would start the fight, but instead, she ended up being provoked.
The incident began when one of the neighborhood Little Kids bumped shoulders with the Young Lady. With a ‘thud,’ the Ice Cream, which hadn’t lasted even a minute since being purchased, fell from her hand.
-Eeeek!!!! My Ice Cream died!
-Puhaha!!!!
-…Damn it.
To soothe the Resentment of the deceased Ice Cream, the Young Lady burned with determination.
-Do you want to die?
-What?
-You killed my Ice Cream.
-So what?
-I’ll kill you too.
-Puhaha! Go ahead and try!
If there’s one thing the Young Lady wouldn’t tolerate, it was messing with her food. She chased after the fleeing kids, and naturally, we ended up in the Alleyway.
-Ricardo.
-Yes.
-Destroy them.
-…?
And that’s how this mess started.
The kids standing in the Alleyway looked at me and the Young Lady with a cocky attitude, hands in their Pockets as if they had some solid backing. They shouted at us in an irritating Voice.
“Mister, who do you think you are, interfering!”
“Are you talking to me?”
“Yes, Mister, who do you think you are interfering? Do you want to die too?”
“Ha ha…”
I let out an Empty Laugh, taking in the faces of the kids. Of all things, being called ‘Mister’ was something I couldn’t tolerate.
I smiled and nodded, wondering what kind of backing had raised such brazen kids.
“Interesting.”
“What’s so funny?”
“Ha ha.”
In this world, there weren’t proper laws for Young Children, so what made them so confident? I looked at the kid who seemed to be the leader and let out a hollow chuckle while nodding.
‘Should I kill them?’
For now, let’s wait.
After all, there was an expert in handling situations like this right beside me. I remained silent, watching the Young Lady.
The Young Lady, who used to be quite the troublemaker, was once known as the Flame Fist, a Crazy Woman of the Slum. Of course, back then, her combat prowess was boosted by having Bodyguards, but underestimating the combat power of the Young Lady disguised as a child would be a mistake.
Having once fought her seriously myself, I suppressed a rising Smile and offered my condolences to the kids.
The Young Lady, trembling with anger, spoke to the kid.
“Eeeek… Give me back my Ice Cream.”
“Give it back? Puhaha!”
“Stop laughing and return it. Unless you want to end up in a coffin.”
“Pfft! Do you even know who my Father is?”
“Do you know who my Butler is?”
Realizing she might lose in a battle of Fathers, the Young Lady glared at me with Killing Intent, signaling me not to hold back against the Young Child.
The Young Lady stared at the Little Kid and spoke menacingly.
“Ricardo hits kids too. He doesn’t go easy just because they’re young.”
“Young Lady?”
“Yes.”
“Am I really that bad of a person?”
“Aren’t you?”
“No.”
The Young Lady nodded and said.
“He doesn’t hit kids.”
“Well, I do hit them sometimes.”
“Then what should I say?”
Blatantly consulting with me, the Young Lady sniffled and asked.
“Say I’m a moderately Bad Person.”
“Okay.”
The Young Lady nodded, pointed her finger at the kids, and said.
“He’s a moderately Bad Person.”
“So what?”
“Eeeek…!”
“Isn’t your Butler just a Commoner anyway?”
“…Damn it. Ricardo, bite them!”
“If I tell my Father, both you and your Butler will die!”
I shook my head, focusing on the Little Kid’s fascinatingly bold words. I was curious to see how far they would dig their own grave.
Dealing with them could wait.
To ensure they wouldn’t stray down the wrong path, I decided to give them a valuable lesson. I stayed silent, awaiting the expert’s intervention.
Angry, the Young Lady lowered her head and shouted.
“Eeeek… Ah..”
“Ah?”
“Ah… Ah.”
“Puhaha, are you trying to Apologize now? That won’t work, crawl under my feet and….”
“How dare you act up without a Father!!!!”
As expected of a Villainess.
I raised my Thumb toward the Young Lady, tears of emotion welling up.