My Daddy Hides His Power Chapter 309 - Side story Part 2 Chapter 5

“Lword of Wizward Tower! What iz dis!” 

 

“You, you, you… Enoch?”

 

Axion asked. The baby nodded.

 

“Wow.”

 

Axion and baby Enoch looked straight at Oscar.

 

“Lword of Wizward Tower! What iz dis!” 

 

“Young Master Manuel, I understand you’re angry, but please don’t do this. We only stepped out for a moment—we need to get back to the meeting room.”

 

“No, excuse me…” 

 

“Tuwn mwe bawck into exactly whawt I was!” 

 

What is he talking about? He can’t understand what he’s saying.

 

But one thing he does know is this: both Axion and Enoch know that this was Oscar’s doing.

 

Oscar calmly shook his head.

 

“It’s not me.”

 

“Then who else besides Young Master Manuel would do this magic to Enoch?”

 

“Thawt’s right!”

 

“….”

 

Wow. This is driving me crazy.

 

“It’s like a transformation spell. Well, of course he didn’t cast it himself. Someone must have cast it with malicious intent.” 

 

“….”

 

“….”

 

Axion and the baby were silent.

 

Both of them had the same expression. The kind that said, “That must’ve been you.”

 

“Hey, I’m telling you, it really wasn’t me! If I had to guess, wouldn’t it make sense that someone who doesn’t like you did it?”

 

“Yweah, it’s you!”

 

“….”

 

…That’s true. But it really wasn’t Oscar.

 

Feeling wronged, Oscar quickly tried to clear up the misunderstanding.

 

“Someone who knew you were in an important meeting with the King of Teneba—someone who planned this out carefully to strike at just the right time, just to mess with you. And on top of that, someone with enough mana to cast transformation magic on Dos of all people.”

 

“….”

 

“Even among the Dos, he’s easily in the top three, so narrowing down the suspects shouldn’t be too hard. Now.”

 

Oscar lifted his chin toward the baby and asked.

 

“Do you have any guesses?”

 

“You.” 

 

“Haa…” 

 

That’s right. It’s me.

 

But it’s not true.

 

Oscar sighed and waved his hand.

 

“First, we need to get back to the conference room quickly, so for now, cast the transformation magic on yourself directly—return to your original form.”

 

“I can’t.” 

 

“What? Why can’t you do it?”

 

“I’ve been trywing to do it evwer since I changed bawck, but it just won’t wowk…”

 

“What?!”

 

“….”

 

The baby glared at Oscar again.

 

“Why are you giving me that look? If you—the person with the most mana in this country—cast a spell you can’t even suppress, of course it’s not me. So why am I the one being suspected?”

 

“I down’t knwow! Lword of Wizward Tower has been hidwing magic tricks all this time! Who knows what strange thing yowu might’ve mawde this time!” 

 

“Wow!”

 

He was going crazy from the injustice. To clear his name, he had to find the real culprit.

 

Oscar thought calmly.

 

‘To cast transformation magic on that monster of a man would require an enormous amount of mana, so the culprit has to be Dos. In fact, among the Dos, only Cheshire or me could do it. Since it’s not me, by process of elimination, it must be Cheshire. But there’s no way he would do something like this, right?’

 

Back to square one.

 

“Hwurry up, turn me back!” 

 

“Young Master Manuel, please!”

 

“Damn it, I’m thinking about it, so wait!”

 

Who on earth is this ultra, ultra, ultra high-ranking wizard capable of casting transformation magic on Enoch Rubinstein…?!

 

“…Primera.”

 

Oscar muttered. Baby and Axion were momentarily speechless upon hearing that.

 

The baby immediately shouted.

 

“What is pwincess doing with thwis theory!” 

 

“There’s no time, Young Master Manuel. For now, I’ll head back to the conference room. Please take the baby here.”

 

“…? Excuse me.”

 

Axion handed the baby over to Oscar and said.

 

“Please calm down quickly and restore Enoch to his original form.”

 

“Hey!”

 

Axion quickly left.

 

Oscar looked down in disbelief at the small baby trembling in his arms.

 

“Hwuwwy up, tuwn me bwack!!” 

 

“Haha, hahaha….”

 

Looks really matter in people. No matter how many times he said it wasn’t true, even the persistent baby who kept questioning him wasn’t so annoying—after all, the kid was pretty cute, so he didn’t get too mad.

 

“Hwuwwy up!!!” 

 

“Let’s move somewhere else for now.”

 

Oscar picked up Enoch’s clothes that had fallen on the floor while holding the baby.

 

Even so, his mind kept racing. Who on earth was the culprit?

 

“I’m really innocent, but right now, the most likely explanation is that Cheshire has some grudge against you and cast the spell… Ah!”

 

As he said that, he was about to leave the bathroom.

 

A strong suspect flashed through Oscar’s mind.

 

The baby, who saw Oscar pause, asked sharply.

 

“What? What aw you talking abwout?”

 

“….”

 

* * *

 

The top floor of the Wizard Tower. 

 

The residence of Oscar Manuel, Lord of the Wizard Tower.

 

On the luxurious leather sofa of the wealthiest noble in the duchy’s penthouse, a baby with a sulky expression sat.

 

The homeowner sitting across from the baby was nervously biting their nails.

 

‘It definitely seems like the Lord of the Wizard Tower is involved in this situation.’

 

Baby Enoch recognized the look on Oscar’s face—a look that suggested he had figured something out.

 

Though he hadn’t fully opened up yet, his unusually anxious demeanor made it clear.

 

“Ah… Abu, abu? (Why don’t you just tell me the truth already?)”

 

“….”

 

Oscar was shocked as he watched Enoch babble.

 

About two hours after becoming a baby.

 

Enoch was in serious condition.

 

“Can’t you speak at all?”

 

“Abu… Ha, I….”

 

As he tried to speak clearly, his underdeveloped tongue and mouth muscles tingled with discomfort.

 

“Is it difficult to pronounce if you try to force it?”

 

“Uhh…. (yeah….)”

 

As he adapted to the baby’s body, he realized a few things.

 

First of all, he thought the baby was at least a year old because of its size—but that wasn’t the case.

 

Enoch’s current physical state was barely around three months old.

 

To be exact, it could be said that he had ‘regressed’ into the body of a baby about three months old.

 

The reason he suspected it was regression was that Enoch was currently unable to use mana at all.

 

It wasn’t just his appearance that had changed—he had reverted to the baby body stage where his mana core hadn’t yet awakened.

 

“Is your mind still the same?”

 

“Mhm.” 

 

For some reason, the brain didn’t degenerate, so his mind was fine.

 

But the problem was that, strangely, he couldn’t overcome the limitations of the baby body. Even though Enoch knew how to walk, he couldn’t.

 

It felt as if some unknown force had placed a powerful restriction on him—demanding that he behave exactly like a baby of that age.

 

Unlike normal babies who gradually develop their muscles with age, Enoch couldn’t freely use his muscles at all.

 

Not only was it difficult for him to articulate proper speech with his underdeveloped mouth muscles, but he couldn’t even stand on his own.

 

He still… can’t even roll over!

 

“Woobyabya! (What are you going to do!)”

 

Thinking back to Lilith’s infancy, she had managed to roll over at around six months old—so this body was even less developed than that.

 

Since his vision was clear and he could babble without much difficulty, he estimated the body to be around three months old.

 

“He’s ridiculously big for a three-month-old though…”

 

Oscar looked at the baby, who couldn’t even support the weight of his own head, and sighed in sympathy.

 

Even now, he was only reclined at an angle on the sofa—it was a stretch to say he was really sitting.

 

“Ha, I’m going crazy.”

 

Oscar roughly ran a hand down his face, then snapped his fingers sharply into the air.

 

Then, the front door opened and Axion, who had roughly cleaned up the conference room, appeared.

 

“Please sit down.”

 

Oscar offered Axion a seat as he hesitated.

 

Axion, arriving at the living room sofa, was shocked to see the baby’s unchanged condition but then picked him up and sat down.

 

“Wubya? (Hey, why are you holding me?)”