A Terminally Ill Villainess Refuses To Be Adopted

“The look on your face. What’s wrong with it? It’s going to be the cold spring soon. We don’t even have any medicine to use if you catch a cold. No, there is, but that is my food…”

Why is cold medicine food?

Sera’s expression grew worse and worse.

“You’re not feeling well either, you have to sleep well.” (Eve)

“Sigh.” (Raven)

Then, a child named Ray, who had been silent, answered.

“Look who’s talking.” (Raven)

“I can’t yield this. Sleep in bed.” (Eve)

“I also can’t give in. I’ll sleep on the floor.”

This, what….

Sera quietly got up from her seat.

“Huh? Se-Sera?”

And when she found Evelyn, surprised and looking her way, Sera headed home, grumbling with a sour look on her face.

‘What the…newlyweds?’

I’m annoyed.

This is the only result she got after spying on them while starving. All she got was a bump that swelled after being hit by a stone.

All of a sudden, Sera felt it was all in vain. It was a futile waste of time and she had no luck.

Unlucky couple.

After Sera went away while muttering like that, Evelyn, who was looking at her with dumbfounded eyes, chewed one of the crispy dalgona cookies.

And told Raven, who stole money.

“Oh, right. Remember that house.”

The place from where Raven brought the silver coin to apologize to her.

I didn’t ask him to return it because it was dangerous, but I told him to remember the house well. I’ve already nailed it twice.

“I have to pay them back later.” (Eve)

Raven, who was gently nodding his head with a strange face at her request, said.

“But the owner is dead.”

“What? Did you kill them?”

Raven smiled as I raised my eyebrows up.

“No. He got caught in a robbery and died, and I brought the money he had left in the sole of his shoes.”

“…two silver coins?”

“Yes.”

“On the soles of his shoes?”

“I told you so.”

“Oh my god. How could that happen?”

If so.

Raven gave a calm, slightly evil smile.

‘Well, he’s really not dead, but I won’t give it back because I stole it from the thief’s house.’

While thinking so.

* * *

Unlike the last time, the Emperor looked impatient.

His face, which had lost even the gentle smile he habitually made, was very cold.

“Tell me again.”

Hearing what was rarely said, the servant, who was lying down in front of him, trembled. 

“There are no traces.”

“Does it make sense to say that there is not even a trace of a ripped patch of clothing?”

“It is thought that the little head of the North family is able to move through space.”

“You’re talking nonsense.”

The Emperor prided himself on knowing the power of the North family better than anyone else in the world. 

So he knew very well how absurd that statement was.

‘No matter how much of a genius he is.’

The boy was gifted enough to make the Emperor covet that blood. As such, the Young Head of this generation has been showing incredible talent from an early age.

A boy who fits very well with the word genius. 

Yes, to be honest, half the purpose of this job was the child.

The Emperor couldn’t leave the boy alone.

Perhaps the answer he wants lies in the blood of that young thing.

If that were really the case, he would have inherited most of the characteristics of a demon compared to all of the descents.

The ability to become greater and more powerful, even if they are of mixed races…

“It seems you don’t know, so I’ll tell you again.”

The truth.

“The power that comes down to the direct line of the North family, that is, space movement, is only manifested in those who have reached adulthood.”

A long-standing nonaggression pact existed between the North Family and the Imperial Family.

That is why the Emperor moved without using his own hands. A treaty was also conditioned to share some of each other’s secrets.

So this is the truth.

“How old is the child?”

“T-Twelve.”

“Then shall I judge you to be mad?” 

“My liege, pl-please punish me, Your Majesty! However-!”

The Emperor took a deep breath, and then let it out. With a dark and violent killing aura that was engulfed in that action, the servant kept his mouth shut.

“That’s a little better.”

I want to kill him, but he’s still usable. Because he was from the Guild Athos.

“Surely, he must be hiding somewhere, even if you have to dig the ground you will find him, if you can’t detect magical power, try to find blood.”

At the command to do everything in his power, the Head of Guild Athos lowered his head deeply.

After he left, the Emperor muttered as he looked at the round footprints that had been impolite left on the floor. 

“No matter what.”

* * *

The stones that quickly embroidered in the air were strange.

“Ho-how are you doing that?” (Eve)

As for the stones, what was on this side was instantly moved to the other side.

“It’s more magical than the stars.” (Eve)

“That expression is quite true.” (Raven)

“How are you doing it?”

Raven sarcastically said, as if it was nothing special.

“……Like breathing?”

“Are you kidding me?”

“I just did it since I was born.”

Now the stones were even dancing.

I looked up in a daze and asked.

“Are you using magic? Do you have mana?”

Of course there is, but the inner meaning of that question was because I knew that mana was sealed. 

How can he do that?

“This is not done by magic.”

Raven, who had been silent for a while, replied quietly with a secret tone.

“Then what it is?”

“…Hmm. Just know it’s a monster’s ability.”

“Monster?”

I frowned for a moment, then I said.

“But if you wear a wig and go to a circus, you can make a lot of money.”

“What money are you going to spend on buying wigs?” 

And I became sullen. 

Now that we had two silver coins, we will be able to relax for a while, but I still had to worry about money.

Then Raven suddenly asked me.

“But can you survive just by eating that grass?” 

“Yes. why?”

“Now, let’s eat bread together.”

With a face that seems to know everything.

What is that all-knowing face? What do you know?

I smiled and shook my head.

“It has become a habit.”

In fact, I was curious about his mother, but that was going too far, so I decided not to ask.

Peaceful times were just as good as they were.

* * *

‘Even though we have money, she doesn’t eat bread, only that grass.’

Thinking like that, Raven frowned.

‘There’s something.’

He was still suspicious as before, but not with the meaning of vigilance, but in the meaning of worry.

He knew that the herb also had a weak analgesic effect.

The North family sometimes made juice out of it and sprayed it over the wound as a temporary measure.

He also knew that it was a little more effective to eat.

Even throw she convinced him that she doesn’t need it for painkillers.

“……”

He decided to watch more.