The Baby Fairy is a Villain Chapter 27

What nonsense is this?

 

She was dumbfounded, and even her will to fight collapsed.

 

With her mouth open blankly, the Master continued to talk nonsense.

 

“It may be necessary to push and pull between lovers, but it is difficult if it causes harm to others.”

 

“Wait for a second. I think you’re misunderstanding something strange. A lover, I don’t have someone like that….”

 

For a moment, someone flashed in her mind.

 

“I don’t have….”

 

The tip of Chesha’s words sagged and became small.

 

“You don’t have?”

 

At the curious question, Chesha stretched out her hand to ask for a moment to stop.

 

And with the other hand, she touched her forehead.

 

It’s such a serious matter that the Master dares to meet her in person, but Hata is involved….

 

Chesha asked, wiping her dry face with her hand.

 

“I can’t believe the guy who took Hata…. Is it a holy knight who has just entered the Underworld?”

 

“Is Hata your dog? Yes.”

 

She was going crazy.

 

It was really wild that she would jump up and down.

 

There was only one holy knight to take the puppy.

 

‘Hilon…!’

 

Why is that crazy guy taking someone else’s dog and making a fuss?

 

If Hilon was in front of her, she wanted to hit him.

 

‘What are you thinking?’

 

He is a person who could make good and right judgments, but how could he have had such a big accident?

 

He did not hesitate to do something that might have sparked a dispute between continents. He looked like an absolute madman.

 

She means, just call her.

 

“And witch fairy.”

 

The Master spoke leisurely to Chesha, who was half-blanked.

 

“Don’t lie to me. He is not a holy knight.”

 

The point he gave as if gently admonishing him was sharp.

 

Chesha, who was distracted by Hilon, straightened her face.

 

“I have no obligation to tell you the truth.”

 

Master let out a low laugh.

 

The number of Heresy Inquisitors is thirteen.

 

Their personal details are unknown.

 

They did not participate in external events and never showed their face in unnecessary matters.

 

In fact, it was natural to live without knowing about them.

 

Seeing the Heretic Inquisitor means you have become their target.

 

Only at the level of the country’s emperor could anyone continue his life without incident, even after meeting the Heretic Inquisitor.

 

The Underworld was a place that had never had anything to do with the Holy Empire.

 

The Master wouldn’t have dared to take the risk to uncover the Heretic Questioner’s identity.

 

‘How can I know?’

 

Chesha raised her vigilance against the master even more.

 

“Okay, let’s assume he’s a holy knight for now.”

 

The Master asked with a tone of knowing everything but letting it go.

 

“If he’s not your lover, why’s he doing this?”

 

She couldn’t say there was no relationship.

 

Chesha pursed her lips for a moment, then spoke slowly.

 

“It’s just a little complicated, personally. Anyway, I caused the problem, so I’ll try to solve it. And be as quiet as possible.”

 

“That’s a satisfactory answer.”

 

“What if you’re not satisfied?”

 

“I must have tried to negotiate by tying you up with a ribbon and offering you to the holy knight.”

 

It seemed he had called her to this place with that intention, so it didn’t feel like a joke.

 

Chesha stared intently at the black cloth.

 

She vaguely imagined his existence beyond the cloth and asked a question.

 

“Let me ask you one thing. Why did you think we were lovers?”

 

Usually, when this happens, it is expected to assume that the holy knight has crossed the line in his burning desire to capture the witch fairy.

 

However, Master was initially convinced that it was a fight for love.

 

“It’s been a while since I’ve heard of a holy knight roaming in and out of the Underworld.”

 

“Is that all?”

 

“Mmm, and.”

 

Grin, he continued with a laugh that seemed amused.

 

“You put your mark on his private part.”

 

What do you mean by private part?

 

I put the mark on the collarbone, how can he distort the story?

 

Chesha held back her temper and asked the question again.

 

“You’re acting as if you’ve seen behind the uniform of a holy knight, are you?”

 

It was a question she asked, and she pretended not to.

 

However, the master immediately noticed the fishing hook, trying to discover his identity.

 

After a moment of silence, he let out a long breath.

 

“Witch fairy.”

 

The short call was the coolest of the voices he had ever uttered.

 

“I tend to like you. I also hope that you will survive for a long time and cause a lot of interesting things in the Underworld.”

 

“….”

 

“So don’t be curious about me.”

 

It was very noble to say that you stop paying attention if you don’t want to die.

 

“Don’t order me.”

 

“It’s not an order, it’s advice.”

 

“Yees, that’s right.”

 

Responding casually, Chesha tried to infer his true identity.

 

‘I guess he’s a noble.’

 

It was felt in his cultured choice of words and speech skills.

 

At least he was a highly educated person.

 

A vague feeling as if she knew something about him kept tormenting her head.

 

But now it was urgent to find Hata.

 

“Is the conversation over? I’ll go look for the puppy.”

 

Chesha ended the conversation unilaterally.

 

“It was a pleasure meeting you, let’s not see each other again.”

 

Master laughed behind, and she left the room.

 

Jahan, who had been waiting before her, approached right away.

 

“I will guide you outside.”

 

“No. I don’t have time for that.”

 

It was late at night.

 

She had to go home before dawn.

 

Chesha immediately raised her strength on the spot.

 

Jahan showed a slight surprise at the flowers and butterflies blooming everywhere.

 

Chesha moved right away without leaving him a greeting.

 

To where Hilon is.

 

The place where Chesha arrived was a large old warehouse.

 

It was dark inside the warehouse, with moonlight streaming in through the broken windows.

 

However, Chesha was able to find the person she was looking for right away.

 

Because he seemed to be wrapped in brilliance alone.

 

Silver hair tinged with moonlight shone softly.

 

A man in a pure white uniform was sitting on a chair, sharpening his sword.

 

It was unrealistic to see him rubbing the white blade of the holy sword with a dry cloth in the moonlight.

 

Hilon slowly raised his gaze.

 

Flashing blue eyes looked straight at Chesha.

 

“….”

 

He said nothing.

 

Chesha also did not consider opening her mouth.

 

A subtle stillness settled inside the warehouse.

 

Thirsty for no reason, Chesha licked her dry lips.

 

The blue gaze that met eyes briefly directed Chesha’s lips and then fell.

 

Unexpectedly, it was Hilon who spoke first.

 

“Witch fairy.”

 

He lowered his holy sword and stood up from his chair.

 

“Are you crawling into your grave just because of one dog?”

 

A white light emitted from the chains entangled like a spider’s web behind Hilon’s back.

 

As the darkness of the warehouse receded, Chesha found Hata limp, hanging from the center of the chain.

 

Dog ears were sticking out of his head again.

 

Because of the divine power, the fairy’s power was purified, and the ears and tail that Chesha had hidden came out again.

 

“Hata!”

 

When she called his name in surprise, Hata flinched.

 

The head, which had fallen helplessly, was slowly lifted.

 

Hata’s eyes widened when she saw Chesha.

 

“Ri, Richesia-nim…!”

 

Seeing his crying as if he would burst into tears at any moment, her heart became impatient.

 

Perhaps the impatience was revealed, Hilon laughed.

 

“This time, you crossed the line.”

 

She approached him and said.

 

“Quickly give me back my puppy. Before I really kill you.”

 

Hilon, who had been listening to Chesha while standing still, approached.

 

To narrow the distance, Chesha had to walk two steps, but he did in just one step and stood right in front of her.

 

Chesha looked up, and Hilon looked down.

 

Eyes intertwined.

 

He stared blankly at Chesha and suddenly said,

 

“Today… It’s a full moon.”

 

The moment the soft whisper mixed with his breath, she was speechless.

 

It was because they were words she hadn’t thought of.

 

The image of him sharpening his sword under the moonlight.

 

And his voice mentioning the full moon….

 

It reminded her of a moment from the past.

 

The day she first met Hilon.

 

It was also the night of the full moon.