The Baby Villain Dreams of Conquering the World

Chapter 66

Episode 66

After all, there wouldn't be anyone who would send dangerous people to the Lucifer household.

'...Ah, right. I almost died, didn't I?'

'Come to think of it, who on earth sent that assassin?'

Unfortunately, Elena didn't know the identity of the suspicious assassin's backer.

She said she was just so consumed by revenge that she joined hands with them without checking who they were, simply because their goals aligned.

The tap, tap sound of knocking came again.

'...At least if it were an assassin or kidnapper, they wouldn't be that cautious.'

Besides, with the Northern Demon here, what was there to fear about kidnapping?

If an assassin had come again, this time she should have Janet capture them alive.

'...Wait a minute. Could the information about the Shalias have already leaked?'

If so, it would make sense for a new faction to appear, trying to kidnap Flora in pursuit of immense wealth.

'No, the timing is too short. It's still too early. The rumors probably haven't even spread yet.'

Flora stood in front of the window, worrying about the imminent future.

'Phew, money this, money that. First of all, I want to change the color of this dreary curtain.'

Grumbling internally that it didn't suit her aesthetic sense, she drew back the dark-colored curtain.

And simultaneously, she jumped in surprise, leaping back from her spot.

"Basi!"

Basilian, whom she had waited for so eagerly, was precariously perched on the windowsill.

"You're crazy, crazy! How can you sit there like that!"

It looked like he would topple over and plummet straight down if she just lightly touched him with her finger.

"But how did you get all the way up here?"

It's not just a regular house; it's a castle.

'In terms of building height, it's at least five stories high. A mere nine-year-old boy couldn't have climbed the wall, could he?'

"For someone who's going to be a mercenary in the future, this is a piece of cake."

"Basi, you really talk nonsense well."

"...I jumped down from the windowsill of a room on the upper floor."

"Wow. With that body? You're crazy."

No matter how much Basilian was going to be a mercenary in the future or had strong nerves, Flora couldn't tolerate such dangerous behavior from a young child, especially one who was injured.

"You could have just come to see me properly and knocked on the door!"

"It's too late... I was just going to leave if you were sleeping."

"Phew, thanks to you, I also found out that assassins can break in through upper-floor windows. Should I be thankful for that?"

At Flora's outcry, Basilian made an awkward face and stepped inside.

It was unclear how long he had been outside, but his previously white cheeks and the tip of his nose were visibly flushed red.

"You're really impossible. Come here!"

How many places could a young child have to wander that he stayed outside until he looked like this?

Unable to contain her distress, Flora made a big decision and led Basilian to her bed.

Well, she tried to lead him.

"That's a bed over there."

"In my room, the bed is the warmest place!"

"...Anyone can see that. But isn't the bed a bit...?"

He timidly expressed his opinion, but since the chill of their clasped hands showed no sign of disappearing, he couldn't break Flora's stubbornness.

Flora sat Basilian on the bed and draped a thick blanket over his shoulders.

Then, moving her small body diligently, she stealthily secured a spot beside him.

Pulling the blanket inward brought the two closer together.

"Hey, we're, we're close."

At the sight of Basilian trying to move away in horror, Flora didn't hesitate and just wrapped her arms around his waist.

"They say you have to share body heat to get warm."

"Where did you learn that saying?"

"If I say it is, then it is."

"Anyway. I won't back down even one word."

To be fair, Flora was the type who couldn't be satisfied unless she won at everything.

Seeing Flora's confident face, Basilian let out a stifled laugh. Then he stopped trying to pull away and quietly sat next to the child.

'It really warms up quickly.'

Perhaps because she was still young, Flora's body was warmer and softer than Basilian's usual body.

'Nice smell.'

Surrounded by the fragrant scent of soap and cozy warmth, Basilian unknowingly smiled a comfortable smile.

"Good?"

"Yeah, it's nice."

"See?"

When Flora grinned as if to say "I told you so," Basilian closed his eyes peacefully, saying he would rest for just a moment.

Then Flora's eyes quickly began scanning Basilian's body, hidden under the blanket.

'Hmm, there are bandages wrapped around him, so I can't tell how bad the injuries are.'

She examined him sharply with hawk-like eyes, but as expected, she couldn't tell just by looking.

'Then I'll have to touch him.'

Without even thinking, Flora immediately placed her hand on his stomach.

"Ah!"

She had just lightly placed it, but at his sudden exclamation, Flora flinched and removed her hand.

"Gasp, does it hurt?"

At her wide-eyed, urgent fussing over his body, Basilian recoiled in shock.

"A-ah, no!"

"If it doesn't hurt, why did you yell? You scared me!"

"No, why are you suddenly to-touching me? I-I was surprised because you touched me!"

How is this even considered touching?

'Well, I did touch him, but anyone can see it was just for checking.'

His reaction was such that one might misunderstand that Flora had been deliberately kneading him like dough.

'...Hmm, was I too careless?'

Thinking about it, it did seem impolite.

"Can I touch you?"

"Why, why?"

"I want to see if it hurts."

"...Ah, what was I thinking."

Who knows what he was thinking, but fortunately, the red flush on Basilian's face quickly returned to its original color.

As if telling her to do as she pleased, Basilian stayed still, and Flora carefully touched his arm.

She could feel the warmth of his skin, which had now warmed up, along with the bandages covering it.

Fortunately, it didn't seem like the worst had happened, like the bandages being stained with blood or the wounds reopening.

"...I'm not in pain."

"Liar. I saw everything, you know."

"It's true. They're all healed."

"Hmm."

When she lightly pressed on the bandage, Basilian's brow furrowed momentarily.

"Even like this?"

"Th-that's just because you pressed suddenly!"

When she pressed a little harder, this time he definitely grimaced.

Trying to act cool for a kid who doesn't want to worry her, he should do that when he's older.

'I want to heal him, but since he wasn't injured by a monster, it'll be difficult. I can't even try openly.'

"Sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Just because. I'm sorry, so I apologize."

Originally, a Great Demon is a demon who never bows before others.

But she's not such a narrow-minded demon that she can't even apologize to someone who dedicated their entire body to protect her.

"And thank you."

She was now a demon, no, a Lucifer with such excellent character that she knew how to express gratitude.

"...You really are."

Basilian drew out his words and firmly pressed his palm against his forehead. Since his hand covered his eyes, the face beneath was fully visible.

His small face had turned red again.

"I just did what I had to do."

"Nothing is 'had to do.'"

"I wanted to save you, so I moved. You don't have to apologize. I couldn't even actually save you and just collapsed."

"That's because you're an adult. When Basi becomes an adult, you'll become strong too."

Whether her earnest consolation had an effect, Basilian lowered the hand covering his face.

"Do you think I can become strong?"

"Ung, of course?"

When she answered seriously, Basilian began pouring out his honest feelings like a confession.

"I'm too weak."

"I just said it. We're still young. It's okay to be weak."