I Became an Immoral Child in the Game - I Became an Immoral Child in the Game chapter 46

46 – 8-The Unlet Down

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“The marquis returned to Stemwind and listened to the will of the princess holding the young master in his arms. And a week later, he sat on the throne he had longed to avoid.”

By the time the nanny had finished her story, she had run out of the bottle.

Many thoughts came to my mind, but there was something I wanted to ask first.

“How did Helga come to follow her mother?”

“At the time the princess was making a stir in the capital with her astrologer, Lord Sentle was dispatched to investigate whether the princess was not a demon cultist.”

When rumors of witches circulated throughout the capital, he secretly followed her princess, trying to find a clue about her relationship with the devil.

If she was a commoner’s child, the interrogators of her heresy would have pulled her out and roasted her.

Of course, her mother was not a demon cultist, so her charges were soon cleared.

But her imperial family wanted to use her to pressure her duke.

Her further orders to Helga, who had declared her innocence, were to fabricate her allegations and convict her of witchcraft.

“It seems that the honorable Sir Sentle could not see the princess fall into a political scapegoat. The sir refused the order and revealed everything to the princess.”

After that, she lost her job and her mother hired her as a personal driver.

Since a knight from Ambu was attached to her mother, it must have been difficult for the imperial family to fabricate charges any longer.

That doesn’t mean all my questions have been answered.

“Well, honor. If you’re a dark woman, you’ve seen all sorts of dirty things.”

Was it honor or compassion that Helga helped her mother? She

Is she or is she a love affair that she had to hide secretly.

I vaguely knew why he was following me.

And it wasn’t just Helga’s heart that seemed to know.

After hearing all the tragic family history, I sighed.

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“Haa, my mother is a swindler who swept through the middle of the country.”

“…….”

The nanny closed her eyes tightly.

Why? That’s not entirely wrong, is it?

Still, the mother did nothing wrong.

The real sin lies with Kaniel.

Parents meet by mistake and suffer from each other.

My mother, Kanniel, and me too.

The best of them all must be me.

I knew he was a stupid father, but I never thought he would be so pathetic.

After listening to the nanny’s story, I realized what Kaniel was holding in both hands.

“Why do parents do the same to their children as they did when they were young?”

The nanny didn’t answer.

Since she didn’t answer, I didn’t ask the nanny any more.

It was late at night, the alcohol was empty, and the drunkenness was rising.

The nanny held up an empty bottle and said to me.

“I would like to visit the princess’ grave with the young master someday. Would you please?”

“If it’s the nanny’s request, I’ll do it. Let’s go together after the meeting.”

If you survive.

I didn’t add anything behind my back.

The garden was quiet, and the cry of a small insect spread widely.

Before the nanny finished getting her ready to go home, she heard the rustling of grass in the corner of her garden.

“Nanny. Behind me.”

Helga can’t come into the garden like a thief at this late night.

It was yesterday that I left to gather information in the first place.

It was already insufficient time to collect evidence.

I pulled out the sword that was scattered on the table and increased my eyesight with mana.

The person at the epicenter of the sound was an unexpected person.

“……Aidan? What are you doing here?”

“Ahahahaha, I was caught. I was going to sneak in and surprise you.”

Unlike his smiling face, his whole body was full of scars.

It looked like it had been swept away by the thorns of a rose grown for security on a garden fence.

While the nanny went to get the ointment, I asked as I brushed off Aidan’s dirty clothes.

“Why did you come over the fence without using magic? What if it leaves a scar?”

“Hyung, you really don’t know magic? If you use magic recklessly in your nature, you can’t get caught right away by Marjorie. At that moment, you’ll be dragged away by your mother?”

Then you won’t be able to see your brother.

Aidan opened her chest wide as if to praise herself for her smartness.

When his older brother returned to Stem Wind, he joked that he tried to talk to him, but things didn’t work out.

I was too confused to accept Aidan’s flair as usual.

What the hell is this all about?

You’re not an assassin at night, why are you sneaking into my garden?

The Aidan I know doesn’t enjoy childish pranks.

There must be a reason for doing this.

It wasn’t difficult to guess Aidan’s next words.

“I’m here to say something I didn’t say to my brother. An apology I should have made a long time ago.”

I’m sorry, I’m really sorry.

Aidan bowed his head and apologized to me.

What do you mean?

Have you stolen the credit for mass-producing glass?

That was Kaniel’s own will, it’s not Aidan’s job to apologize.

Is Eileen bullying me?

What the hell can young Aidan, now 11 years old, do against his mother?

Then why is this little boy begging for forgiveness from me with bitter wounds?

It must have deepened secretly, what do you put in it and say you’re sorry?

Aidan, do you bother me with the words you least want to hear?

Why is it that you can’t even hate someone?

At that moment, I realized that I couldn’t let go of anything with my hands full of what I wanted.

“Like you said, you should study hard. If it did, it might have been different. Then hyung and I…”

“It’s not your fault.”

You are not bad.

I couldn’t help but say that while petting Aidan.

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It was midnight, the third day after her recess, when Helga returned.

She didn’t wash properly, she couldn’t sleep, and for three days she hunted out the demon cultists, so that appearance was unreasonable.

“As Bjorn-sama expected, Count Haenrel was behind the Demon Cultist who permeated the North.”

After making a fuss about what to do with Haenrel, he seems to have calmed down when he faced the truth.

Helga told me the information she had gathered.

“……Above all, this is the location of the Demon Cultists who permeated Stemwind and its surroundings. It was easy because Bjorn-nim was in trouble with the issue of the successor, and security was lax. I think most of them have identified the whereabouts. “

There are a total of 27 marks left on the wide-open Stemwind map.

If you expand to the suburbs, the number exceeds 50.

With this in mind, it would be safe to say that virtually all of the spoons in the De Yewitz family passed to the Haenrel family.

There are so many of them, but seeing as they are not obvious, they must have been slowly and secretly increased over several generations.

“And this is the list of demon cultists I have identified.”

A servant of a noble family residing in Stemwind, a wandering poet, a military purveyor, a tavern owner, a burial priest, a tongsman…….

Looking at the list, Mogol was apologetic.

The circumstances of the nature of the de Jejitz family were at least better.

It’s me who found the first clue, but Helga looked amazing when she got all these out.

Is that really different from those from the dark side who work secretly in the center of the empire?

Among them, I matched the list that I researched separately with Mion for De Yewitz’s nature with Helga’s.

Mion can only be found by those who have signed a contract, so the number on Helga’s list is much higher.

But there was a missing name.

“I don’t see Eileen’s name.”

“Your wife is not a demon cultist.”

“It’s too much of a joke. That devilish b*tch isn’t a prisoner. Heaven must laugh.”

“Earl Haenrel seems to have judged that if he accepts the wife, who will always be attached to the head of the household, as a prisoner, information may be leaked.”

At this point, Mrs. Hae-seon was thoroughly exploited by the Count.

The words Helga added made me think.

If the couple’s relationship deepens, she could do something wrong for her husband, so she was excluded from the dialogue.

Should I be thorough?

Or was it blindfolded to make it easier to use?

Neither way, it wasn’t very pleasant.

She longed for Eileen that she would be a demon cultist.

Helga still had a lot to say. As soon as I shut up, she continued her report.

“Lady Bjorn, Count Haenrel ordered the assassination. He said that Bjorn and the Jinn of Flame are with you. What did you find in the dungeon when you were going to take the entrance exam? Really? The Jinn of Flame was sealed in that dungeon, did you sign a contract at that time?”

“It’s a contract… That’s not wrong.”

“Is there anyone around?”

“……Isn’t it?”

Jin is still busy with danjeon expansion surgery under me, but I lied because I was wondering what Helga would say.

As soon as she heard that there was no djinn around, Helga couldn’t understand.

“There are three gods, so why did you sign a contract with the mad flame god!”

Helga ran amok all the way through her, asking what kind of mind she had for doing such a thing.

She was a part of folktales where we could see how stupid Jin is.

[Mi, madman…… Fire god…… ?]

Of course, our goddess was quite displeased.

Jin’s flames swayed violently, and he looked pitiful.

“Bjorn-sama, don’t you know what the man who signed the contract with the god said?

Jin was annoyed at Helga’s words, as if she couldn’t stand it.

[What is he saying now? The agony and fate are now on my shoulders!]

It’s definitely unfair from Jin’s point of view, who’s been working on his danjeon expansion all night long.

But I could understand Helga’s feelings.

From his point of view, I threw myself into a god-sent mortification to escape the fate my parents gave me.

It’s useless nagging to my ears.

“Helga, I made a choice. I made a pact with Jean and escaped my destiny. Unlike my parents, I was free to choose.”

“…You’ve all heard the princess’s story.”

“Already through the nanny. So, stop cursing Jin at this point. If you don’t want your tongue to burn.”

Our god has a taste for burning the tongues of those who say blasphemies.

I didn’t want to hear any more nagging, so Helga licked her lips as if checking her tongue.

“So, when and how do you assassinate?”

“There is no mention of the plan itself, perhaps because Cameron intends to do it arbitrarily. The only thing to say is to gather the knights and demons who have infiltrated the castle. I will carry out the assassination plan tomorrow. ….”

“In other words, you know nothing but when?”

“I’m sorry. I could have found out if I stayed longer, but since the assassination plan was scheduled for tomorrow, I had to stop infiltrating at this point and report it.”

This is not Helga’s fault.

It has been a long time since demonists infiltrated the Djeevitz mainland.

You have probably made similar assumptions and simulated several times.

Even Helga can’t figure everything out in two days.

It’s unfortunate that we didn’t have enough time and manpower, but we’ll have to bear with it.

From here on, it was the realm of reasoning.