I’m the Future Crazy Male Lead’s Mother – Chapter 6

Author: isuzuuy

The Viscountcy of Evanroar had absolutely no connection to the Siastor Ducal Family. It was a very humble and insignificant family, with only one noteworthy trait: they had been a family of scholars for generations.

So, even if I suddenly said that I wanted to meet the Duke of Siastar, there was no way I could easily meet him.

But—

Who was Elston, anyway?

He might pretend to be an ordinary mage, but in reality, he was the Tower Master—the very core of power who could meet with even the Emperor in private whenever he wished.

Knowing that he was completely smitten with Axion’s cuteness and couldn’t escape from it, I quietly prepared some tickets.

I wrote the words “30-Second Hug Ticket for Adorable Axion” in neat handwriting on each ticket and placed three of them in Elston’s hands.

As I watched his throat bob nervously and his eyes sparkle like stars, I knew the deal had been made.

And the very next day, through him, I was able to request a meeting with the Siastor Ducal Family.

This is why connections are important.

Hehe.

Unable to hide the smile naturally spreading across my face, I walked briskly.

The stroller carrying the sleeping Axion rolled along, gently rocking with each step I took.

I looked up at the bright, beautiful sky and muttered as though it reflected my happy mood.

“I thought we’d have to wait forever, but I guess the food shortage really is pretty serious.”

That was thanks to the subtle hint I’d given through Elston that I knew a way to solve the problem of finding a new food source.

Duke Dazar was an extremely busy high-ranking noble, and under normal circumstances, I would have had to wait at least several months to get an appointment with him.

But—

Duke Dazar had asked me to visit the Siastor Ducal Residence in one week.

And that appointment was tomorrow.

I had spent the time preparing to meet him, and today, I had decided to take a day off.

“I heard it rained early this morning, but since our Axion came outside, the rain clouds just disappeared.”

“Kyah.”

“If everything goes this smoothly, maybe Vanilla will fall in love with our Axion right away and be able to sever the Demon Dragon’s power?”

“Hehe.”

Axion had woken up without me noticing and was now playing with his hands. I looked down at him and smiled.

The place we were walking through today, on our day of rest, was a cemetery provided by the Imperial Family, not far from the Evanroar Viscountcy.

It was about a thirty-minute carriage ride away.

Was it this way?

The entire floor of the cemetery was made of marble, with small gardens occasionally placed between the graves.

It was far too clean and luxurious to be called an ordinary neighborhood cemetery.

Well, this is where people with complicated stories are buried.

Noble families usually had their own family cemeteries, so nobles were unlikely to be buried here.

Even commoners wouldn’t dare think of burying their family members here.

That was because establishing a grave here required paying approximately a year’s worth of living expenses for an average commoner.

So the people buried here usually had rather unfortunate circumstances.

For example, my half-sister from this body, who had severed ties with the Evanroar Viscountcy a long time ago.

I vaguely remembered visiting this place once before.

I racked my brain to recall the memory and walked deep into the cemetery for about ten minutes.

I placed the flowers I’d prepared in advance in front of the small marble tomb, then held Axion in my arms and spoke quietly.

“…I’ll raise Axion well. So don’t worry too much.”

I had searched through the memories this body possessed as hard as I could, but almost nothing related to my half-sister came to mind.

There was quite a large age gap between us, and she had left home after severing ties with the family when this body was still young, so it made sense that I didn’t remember much.

I’d been thinking that I should visit her grave someday, and since the weather was nice, I decided to come today.

“He’s such a pretty child.”

I held Axion in my arms, knelt down, and whispered.

There had been two people who could have been my mothers.

One tried to die together with me before I was even aware of the world, and the other… tried to kill me.

Because she said I was cursed.

Even if she had made the wrong choice…

There must have been a reason she had no other choice…

Why did you try to kill such a cute child? You’ll never be forgiven.

I didn’t actually think that.

I only thought it coldly to myself as I looked down at the grave, just in case Axion could somehow hear me.

I’d come here today because I wanted Axion to have even a slightly positive memory of his biological mother.

If you never actually meet someone and only imagine what they’re like, you might end up imagining something even worse.

I wanted him to have at least one good memory of her from this cemetery, where we’d come as though on a picnic on such a beautiful day.

“Iiing.”

Axion began to fuss, perhaps because he was uncomfortable.

I adjusted my hold on him and took a rattle out of the stroller.

Rattle, rattle.

I gently shook it to soothe Axion before sitting down on a nearby wooden bench.

I planned to spend a little more time here before heading home.

Huh?

But as I peacefully watched the leaves swaying in the breeze from the bench, I suddenly had to widen my eyes.

Along with a strange sensation, as though something had swept through my entire body, Axion’s eyes suddenly turned purple.

“Axion?”

Just moments ago, he’d been giggling while looking at the rattle I’d been holding.

Now, with his purple eyes, he was staring blankly at something in the distance.

I was so startled that I almost dropped him.

In the original story, Axion’s eyes turned purple when the Dragon Heart of the Demon Dragon inside his heart reacted.

Calm down. Calm down.

This happened quite often in the original story before Axion went crazy.

Because he possessed the Demon Dragon’s Dragon Heart, he was sensitive even to the slightest fluctuations of divine power.

According to Elston, ordinary divine magic couldn’t affect him in the slightest.

But as a side effect, the Demon Dragon’s energy would sometimes leak out, causing his eyes to turn purple like this.

It’s just his eyes turning purple.

I desperately calmed my racing heart and turned toward whatever Axion was looking at.

Ah. Then is someone nearby using divine power?

Axion was staring at a fountain located in the center of the cemetery.

A man was standing in front of it.

The black-haired man was gazing up at the sky as though there were something there.

Even from a distance, his clothes looked expensive, and his straight back and posture gave him an unmistakably dignified air.

He was clearly someone of high status.

Is that man the one using divine power…?

Judging by the way Axion was staring intently at him, that seemed likely.

I slowly stood up.

Axion, who possessed the Demon Dragon’s Dragon Heart, and a man using divine power…

Their compatibility was certainly not good.

It seemed best to leave quickly before this became troublesome.

I’d just taken a step when a low voice suddenly came from directly behind me.

“What is this?”

“!”

I whipped around.

The man who had been standing in front of the fountain was suddenly right there.

I had no idea when or how he’d approached me. He tilted his head slightly and looked down at me.

His appearance was so striking that he could easily have been a movie star, but his expression was so fierce that I didn’t even have time to admire his looks.

The man’s golden eyes slowly examined me.

One corner of his mouth curled upward mockingly.

His threatening voice rang out.

“Your magic is far more vicious and sinister than your appearance suggests. Are you friends with that idiot demon whose head I cut off last time? I suppose you’ve come to get revenge.”

“…What?”

“You boldly tore through the barrier and entered, yet that clumsy expression of yours is rather amusing. You should practice your acting a little more.”

A demon? A barrier?

What nonsense was this man talking about?

I blinked twice with a completely dumbfounded expression.

If he’s talking about sinister and vicious magic… Is he talking about Axion?

No, more importantly, he seemed to be under some serious misunderstanding.

“Your friend had his ankles sliced first, nice and slowly. Where should I start with you? Your neck?”

“No, wait.”

The moment he stretched his right hand into the air, a sword appeared out of nowhere.

And as soon as he gripped the sword, Axion, who was in my arms, began screaming at the top of his lungs.

“Waaaaah!”

“……”

The man’s brow furrowed.