The Baby Raising A Devil-Novel

Chapter 294

TL: Zimmings

I hurriedly grabbed Yuni’s arm and left the room.

Yuni opened her eyes wide and looked at me as if nothing had happened.

“Did I disturb you?”

“No. Thank you so much.”

I almost got in trouble.

Before going to war with Neliard, my family almost had a war first.

Yuni smiled brightly.

“Then I’m glad.”

It was then.

The chairman who was bringing the documents found me and approached me.

“Lady, I have a document for you to review.”

“Hope mercenary guild?”

“Yes.”

“Is it urgent?”

“Not really, is there anything else?”

“I got a letter from Grimoire.”

The chairman’s eyes widened.

“A letter from the Duke of Grimoire?”

“That’s right.”

“Huh… He never really replied any letters.”

“What?”

When I blinked, the chairman said.

“Grimoire is difficult to meet not only their predecessors but also the duke now. They do not show up often, so they humbly ignore letters from noble families.”

“Have you ever sent one?”

“Grimoire is a family who owned the magic tower. As they are the first-class family in magic, many wanted to join hands with them. I also wrote dozens of letters under the dukes name, but no reply came back.”

What does he mean by that?

‘I was really lucky to get a reply.’

The chairman asked.

“Did you get a reply because you wrote something else in the letter?”

“That’s…….”

As I looked up, the chairman looked at me with an anxious expression.

“…… Lady?”

To summarize the contents of the letter I sent to the Duke of Grimoire the other day,

[I know what you did last night. Oh, you weren’t joking? Hahaha!]

The chairman heard me and asked.

“Do you know what they were up to?”

“No.”

“Huh?”

“I don’t know.”

“Pardon?”

“I don’t know, so I sent him a letter to meet and find out.”

“What?!”

When I laughed, the chairman grabbef his forehead as if he was in trouble.

I said “No…” and started talking.

“At first, I wanted to appease him with good words. But they say he don’t get along well with my dad.”

“So?”

“I don’t think I’ll be able to convince my dad either as they’re not on good terms. That’s why… let’s just shout first… If he feel guilty, he’ll meet me.”

So, this was bluffing.

The chairman laughed at me.

“How are you so gutsy? Grimoire is a family that owns a magic tower. Among them, there are countless people who have served as a mage, and the Duke of Grimoire himself is the greatest mage in this continent.”

“More than Veronica?”

“He’s different from Veronica. She is a mage specialized in the development of magic, and Duke Grimoire is a genius in offence magic.”

“I see…….”

“Hurry, check the letter.”

The chairman urged me nervously.

I opened the letter with a nod.

“…… Huh?”

What is it?

After reading the letter, the chairman and I looked at each other and checked the letter once again.

“Is this all?”

“… It seems so.”

The letter of the Duke of Grimoire was briefly summarized as this.

[You’re joking.]

I narrowed my eyes.

“Yuni.”

“Yes, lady.”

“Bring the parchment.”

… I should do this right.

***

For three days, me and the Duke of Grimoire exchanged huge amounts of letters. I couldn’t send another letter, so I sent a text message on the communication device.

To summarize the conversation we had in text for three days, it’s roughly like this.

[How do you know if it’s a lie or not?]

[It’s clear.]

[It’s not. What if I really knlw?]

[Give me evidence.]

[You were going to meet Mina and Reginald.]

[… Well, I’m not sure?]

[It’s clear.]

[How do you know if it’s true or not?]

[Do you know that I deal with people like you not once or twice?]

[Excuse me, you’re quite rude.]

[I’m sorry, grandpa.]

[Are you crazy?]

[Unfortunately, I’m normal.]

In summary, this is how that went and at the beginning of letters, I always started by asking how he was doing, and wrote elegant sentences. But that is all sarcasm.

The chairman asked me while looking at the communication device.

“Is there no more reply from the Duke of Grimoire?”

“Yes. I won.”

Then Seria, who was sitting next to the chairman, burst into laughter. The chairman looked at her and asked her.

“You’re laughing?”

“I’m sorry. Both of you are so similar.”

I looked at Seria stiffly, as if struck by lightning.

“Seria, how can you say that?”

“I am always a loyal and honest follower of yours, my lady.”

Seria looked at me and laughed.

“If someone you don’t know read the letters, they might think of you as a father and daughter. No, is it uncle and niece?”

“Stop saying horrible things, Seria.”

The chairman took a deep breath.

“What are you going to do now? Weren’t you going to meet the Duke of Grimoire?”

I said, leaning deeply against the chair.

“I am going to meet him.”

Seria said while holding a teacup the maids had given her.

“Do you really need to meet him?”

“I need to check if he has colluded with the temple. If that’s the case, even though I can call out ghost soldiers, I can’t guarantee victory.”

If I lack divine power, I can’t keep them.

If the temple and Grimoire really worked together, I must somehow separate them.

‘If I had their hands, there is no chance of winning for the temple.’

I said while rubbing my chin.

“It’s best if we can bring them to our side, and if not, they have to be neutral in this war.”

“Isn’t that hard?”

“Would the Duke of Grimoire be at war with the temple because I’m not the child of fate and made him a little angry? No one is as petty as the Duke of Vallua.”

I heard from Laura, who knows many gossips, that Duke Grimoire is not that irrational.

‘Personally, it’s best to come in to say a word or two to me.’

I pouted my lips.

“I should just work until I get a reply. Seria, are you done organizing the hope mercenary guild?

“I have a few problems for you to solve as well.”

I was preparing to sell the hope mercenary guild just in case there was a real war with the temple.

Even though Dubblede had the best financial power on the continent, the war against the temple will cost a large amount of money.

“Didn’t you forget that the mercenary guild should be sold separately so that you didn’t get caught?”

“Of course. Most of the projects have been sorted out, and only projects related to war supplies such as long-distance teleportation scroll, blue spinel, and suwon remain.”

“Let’s clean up blue dpinel too.”

“Spinel? But it’s an indispensable resource for war, lady.”

“That’s when we have no priest who can give us divine power.”

Most of those with divine power become priests. The only ones left are those who almost have no divine power.

“If we go to war with the temple, aren’t you going to use divine power to make us holy weapons or armor?”

“Of course.”

“Blue spinel is the biggest asset the hope mercenary guild. It gave us huge profits.”

Having said that, I got up.

“I’m going to go see the spinel left in the warehouse.”

“Is it okay if you go out?”

“Yes. I’ll use teleportation.”

I left the maids saying that I was going out to the shopping district, and moved to the hope mercenary guild’s office.

The office was busy.

Me, Seria, and the chairman headed to the blue spinel warehouse.

There were three huge warehouses packed with expensive spinel.

‘Goodbye, my cuties.’

I stroked the spinel with a sad expression.

“Call the mercenary guild of another continent. If it’s the mercenary guild that won’t side with the temple, sell it even at a rather low price.”

“Even so, the spinel will give you an astronomical amount if you keep it.”

“Yes.”

Me, Seria, and the chairman frantically discussed it.

When the discussion was over, the sun was setting. Wearing a robe, I looked at the hope mercenary guild.

Everything that started at the age of four was achieved here.

Seria spoke cautiously.

“Are you really going to sell the building?”

“…… Yes.”

I was choking up out of regret.

I remember the moment when I moved to this building and posted a signboard. I bought a building with the money I earned by attacking the Duke of Vallua.

When I was petting the pillar…

“Leblaine Dubblede?”

Huh?

It was an unfamiliar voice.

When I turned my head, I saw a tall person wearing a black robe like me. From the wide shoulders, it was clear that it’s not a woman.

He slowly took off his hood.

Nice hair that flutters in the wind.

The face that is beautiful enough to be compared to his father.

Beautiful green eyes.

“Duke Grimoire…?”

In an instant, the voice of the communication device was heard.

[He must have come out for a PvP.]

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