episode_0051

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of footsteps echoed loudly down the hallway of the mansion, leading up to the stairs.

Bam!

Then, when Baekryun and Attila each opened the door in front of them, the duke and his wife and the attending physician came into view.

“Is it true? I heard that Madam is pregnant…”

“Bell…! Are you okay?!”

Bernacien chuckled, perhaps because he found the sight of the two people running so hurriedly funny.

“Yeah, that’s right. There’s a kid in there. Isn’t that amazing?”

Bernacien gently stroked her own belly. She, who had never even paid attention to gold or silver treasures, stroked her belly as if it were a precious treasure.

“That can’t be…”

Baekryeon put her hand under her chin as if she couldn’t believe it.

‘Crossbreeding…was possible?’

Witches were considered to be a completely different species, even though they looked exactly like humans. He was surprised to hear the news of Bernacien’s pregnancy, as if common sense had been shattered.

At that time, the attending physician encouraged the Duke and Duchess before they left.

“It appears to be the 5th week of pregnancy. It is not a time to go about your daily life without straining yourself… but please be especially careful when moving around.”

“Thank you.”

Bernacien gave his thanks to the attending physician in an elegant manner. It was a common occurrence for long-time acquaintances to loosen up, but it seemed that the position was gradually creating a person.

Afterwards, when the attending physician left, Herais knelt down on one knee and felt Bernacien’s stomach.

“… Can I listen to your ear, Bell?”

“Idiot, there’s no way there’s movement already?”

“Oh, is that so? Yeah. Hmm. ”

Heresy had never learned about pregnancy from a book. Now, she was at a loss as to what to do because the fate that had come to her so unexpectedly was so precious and precious.

“Butler, tell the entire dukedom to declare a festival period immediately!”

“I will follow your orders.”

As soon as Baekryeon left the Duchess’ bedroom, she called the servants together. Thus, the conflict between Baekryeon and Attila came to an end.

Meanwhile, Attila remained in Bernacien’s bedroom, watching the couple’s joy closely.

A strange flame flickered in her eyes. It was a blazing flame, the embodiment of a desire to burn and incinerate everything.

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It was early summer and the excitement of the festival was dying down.

Bernacien’s belly was a little swollen, but it wasn’t to the extent that one would think of a pregnant woman with difficulty moving around.

While Herais went out to inspect the territory, Bernacien took a walk around the manor under the care of Baekryeon.

“I feel strange.”

“Is there anything inconvenient?”

“It’s an inconvenience… Is it inconvenient that they’re so strict even though there are only two of them?”

“…”

“It’s okay, so just tell me. I don’t know when I’m watching, but even when it’s just the two of us, it’s awkward and I can’t stand it.”

“… Yeah.”

“Okay, okay. That’s it.”

Only then did he start humming as if he was in a better mood. His voice sounded dirty no matter when I heard it. His attitude of having lost his sense of pitch was like that of a victim abandoned by the god of music.

‘I think it might be bad for prenatal education…’

It would be worse to point it out. While I was pondering such foolish thoughts, the cursed humming suddenly stopped.

Taking advantage of that moment, Baekryeon asked.

“So, what’s weird?”

“Nothing much… I just thought that there are witches who serve the warrior. And they even came to kill me?”

“I hope that doesn’t happen, for the sake of the unborn child.”

“I can guarantee you that. That will never happen.”

“That’s a great confidence.”

“It can’t be helped.”

Bernacien smiled bitterly. Baekryeon had difficulty interpreting the bitterness contained in her smile.

“Hey, can I ask you a favor?”

“Listen and decide.”

“Um…if the child is born.”

She asks.

“Will you be my godfather?”

“… Godfather? Me? ”

“Yes, sir.”

She gave him a look of great anticipation. But Baekryeon politely declined.

“If a mere butler claims to be the princess’ godfather, he’ll only be laughed at.”

“What does that matter… Well, fine. If that’s true, I’ll ask again.”

The corners of Bernacien’s mouth hang over the clown.

“Sir, will you be my child’s godfather?”

“… A warrior, not a butler.”

“Was it fatal?”

“You know so well.”

Baekryeon scolded her in a sarcastic manner, but the woman who was being scolded just chuckled pleasantly.

“Was it burdensome?”

“That’s not the problem.”

“Then?”

“I am not qualified. If I touch your and Herace’s precious fruit without caution, it will be tainted in an instant. ”

“Why do you think so?”

“Because I’m just a hollow shell warrior.”

Baekryeon realizes that she is a hopeless coward. As proof, she has failed to properly protect anything she really wanted to protect.

There will never be a time in the future when I will claim the title of warrior. It would be a misfortune for this world that such an incompetent person would claim to be a warrior.

But Bernacien’s thoughts were completely different.

“You are wrong, warrior.”

“What?”

“You’re not a warrior in name only. You’re just more delicate and gentle than others. How horrible would the world be if we were to look down on you like this?”

In Bernacien’s eyes, Baekryeon was a person who could do anything.

If he had the will, he could easily claim to be the king of a country, and even if he lived a moderate life, he could obtain the title of a saint based on his overwhelming military power.

But Baekryeon doesn’t do that.

He chose to live a life where he possessed the karma that could burn down the whole world, but used it to light a bonfire and light up the surroundings. That was clearly courage in a different direction, and an expression of intention.

So, in her eyes, Baekryeon was still a warrior.

“… What do you want me to do? Tell me what you want.”

“I’m not asking for anything grand. I just…”

Bernacien gently strokes her slightly swollen belly.

“… Even if I’m not around, I want you to protect this child.”

“Reject.”

“Huh…?”

“Even without you, Rani. I don’t want to accept a request mixed with such a dirty family.”

Bernacien stared at Baekryeon with a blank expression at her answer. It was a stupid expression on his face for some reason.

After a while, Bernacien burst into laughter, patting Baekryeon on the back.

“Pfft, hahaha…! What were you thinking, idiot. I was going to ask you to be my babysitter while I was away from the mansion for a while, but what were you thinking? Huh? What kind of assumptions does a negative person ask?”

“… It’s noisy.”

“Huh, huh… Ah, this is fun. You pretended not to, but I guess you’ve grown attached to me?”

“I would appreciate it if you could keep it closed, even for the sake of the prenatal care.”

“Ah, the Duchess of Femme Fatale is a pain. It’s not for nothing that Herais was jealous of you.”

This duchess has a knack for making fools of people. Baekryeon felt herself growing tired after being so badly beaten.

Bernacien didn’t stop there, but persisted in pushing the agenda from earlier.

“Anyway… won’t you be my child’s godfather? ”

“That story again.”

“I’m giving you a chance.”

“What kind of nonsense are you talking about?”

“You’re being sophistry in front of people, I’m telling you, you’re really cynical.”

Baekryeon’s cold response was no obstacle at all. In some ways, she was a person who really stood out for her tenacity.

“I wanted to give you a chance to love yourself. To become a true warrior who protects our child, and not belittle yourself by calling yourself a shell or anything… I wanted to give you a chance to accept yourself.”

“…”

“Would you accept the request of a femme fatale and a thoughtful witch? Warrior.”

“Sigh…”

To be honest, I don’t feel like it. I understand Bernacien’s intentions, but I feel embarrassed to be the godfather of a child who is about to be born.

Was black a symbol of misfortune and death?

I am even afraid that this symbol will be transferred to the Duke and Duchess’ child.

‘Opportunity… I guess.’

I’m not even greedy for opportunities.

If I had seized that opportunity, I would surely be saved. However, looking back on my sinful life, it was difficult to even accept being saved on my own.

So, this is not for yourself.

It is simply a service for new life. It is an extension of the work without any other selfish motives.

With this mindset in mind, Baekryeon nodded quietly.

“… I will accept your request.”

“Really? There’s no such thing as softness?”

“Yeah.”

“Yay! That’s great, my baby. Right?”

Bernacien asked the unborn baby for consent. I found his behavior annoying, so I quickly looked away.

I feel like I’ve been taken advantage of somehow.

It was an aftertaste, as if I had unknowingly signed an unfair contract.

“Berna.”

“Why are you calling? By the way, I won’t turn down your request, right?”

“Do whatever you want.”

“Aha, then what is it?”

Baekryeon scratched the back of her head. She didn’t want to say it out loud because it was too embarrassing to mention.

Still, I advise her to be prepared just in case.

“Don’t harbor resentment.”

“It’s obvious, but why are you telling me that?”

“… As a father, it is not acceptable to kill a mother in front of a child. Please be careful with your behavior. ”

“Wow, you’re already calling me a godfather? I can now feel relieved and shake off my foolishness.”

“Listen seriously.”

“Yes, yes.”

Their walk ended after circling the huge mansion three times.

Soon the two reached the front door of the mansion.

Before opening the door, Baekryeon asked.

“Have you decided on a name for your child?”

“Of course I decided.”

She chuckles. It’s as if she’s anxious to tell me the name she’s been thinking about for days.

Soon happiness flowed out of Bernacien’s lips.

“If it’s a boy, Leder.”

“What if it’s a girl?”

“If it’s a girl…”

She tells fate.

“Letia.”