The Villain’s Sister Suffers Today

Chapter 2: Hidden

Ppukk!

There was a creepy sound.

The child was young, but he knew very well what that sound meant.

“Kkhh!”

Crack, the man who pierced his stomach on the sword vomited blood and collapsed to the floor.

The soldier put another sword over the fallen man.

It was cruel enough to frown up, but no one blamed such a ruthless hand.

Because everyone was already doing that.

“Argh!”

“Help me……… Argh!”

“Don't miss a single one!”

The knight on the horse shouted, chasing after a woman running away then cut her back.

“It's the lord's command! Don't leave any single one alive!”

The soldiers with orders on their backs rallied.

Women, elderlies, or even children of 5 or 6 years old.

Regardless of age or gender, they fell recklessly under the sword of a soldier.

The child saw a man who had collapsed bleeding right next to him couldn't even close his eyes.

The child, Davery could tell.

It was a dream.

It's just a dream made up of his imagination.

It must be because Davery had never seen the territorial war in his hometown province with his own eyes.

By the time the war broke out, he was a toddler who couldn't even open his eyes.

Later, it was not until his head grew a little bit bigger than he heard that the war was more like a massacre than a war.

Maybe that's why.

The dream is about this.

No matter how much he looks at it, this scenery, which matches the name of unilateral slaughter, unfolds in front of his eyes like a dream.

“Run away…… Argh!”

A middle-aged woman whose legs were cut off after dragging her family away from far away sounded distant.

Davery in the dream was five years old.

The person who felt pity and raised Davery, who was orphaned as a baby, was killed by a robber when Davery was five years old.

It was, of course, the unhappiest time of Davery's life.

‘The worst dream ever.’

The combination is just like this.

He doesn't know whose head it came from, but…….

‘Oh, it's my head.’

Davery stood in the middle of the village with bitter smoke rising from all over the place and thought so blankly.

He didn't feel anything else.

He just wants to wake up from this dream.

From this irrelevant and disorderly dream that its values ​​cannot be found even after washing his eyes.

At that time, a soldier rushed toward Davery, Who was only a five-year-old child.

The horse lifted its front leg and attacked Davery, and the next moment, Davery opened his eyes from his bed.

“…….”

Davery raised his upper body.

The blanket slid down his body, revealing his upper body with nothing on it.

It is a body that would have impressed anyone who saw it.

It wasn't just because of delicate and solid muscles trained with the same training every day.

Scar.

His upper body, which was filled with detailed muscles, was no less full of minor scars.

“…..…Haaa.”

Davery breathed a short sigh.

The bedroom was dark. The window was lit at dawn, but it was dusk.

It was not yet morning, which meant that he had unintentionally woken up earlier than usual because of his nightmares.

He doesn’t like it.

Especially when it comes to announcing the start of the day.

There must be no luck for today.

Davery thought so, removing the blanket from his body with a bit rougher hand than usual.

***

“How are you, Miss? Are you all right?”

Bessie asked. It's been about two months since the news about my pregnancy came out.

My answer was mostly fixed.

“Yes, good.”

“Have some of this, Miss.”

Bessie held out a steaming cup in front of me.

It was cocoa. Well, cocoa is good.

Sweet and warm.

In particular, there is nothing better than this to drink when the weather is cold like these days.

However, if there is a problem, I am buried in a blanket right now.

I honestly expressed my feelings at the moment.

“It's hot.”

“It's hot? Wait a minute. I'll tell Alex it's time for more fire.”

“Wait, Bessie! I said I was hot! I didn't say I was cold!”

Bessie looked at me as if she had finally come to her senses, and after hesitating, she removed a blanket from my shoulder.

It was a very reluctant touch.

But even though she removed the blanket like that, it was still on my shoulder.

I took off my blanket, but there's another blanket. Magic.

How many layers did she cover for me?

Bessie was startled when I moved my shoulder and acted like I was going to take the rest off.

“You have to keep yourself warm!”

“Bessie.”

I calmly expressed to her how excessive the blanket layers I had on my shoulder was.

“Today's weather is a little chilly, not that cold, and my clothes are pretty thick because I'm wearing my winter clothes in advance, and most of all, this is not outside, but inside a well-heated mansion.”

“You have to keep yourself warm.”

It didn't work.

I glanced at Bessie's face with no sign of backing down and gave up.

Well, I knew it.

I was fiddling with a cup of hot cocoa and got up.

The blanket on my lap flowed down and fell.

“Where are you going?”

“To the first floor. I think it would be better to drink cocoa in the living room.”

I'll go to the living room at least because it's obvious that she'll be against going out to the terrace.

When I opened the door thinking so, I saw an unexpected face right in front of me.

“Ash.”

“I'm here to see your face…….”

Ash asked me when I was about to leave the room.

“Where are you going?”

“To the living room……”

“Is that so?”

Ash took the cocoa cup from my hand with a gentle touch and handed it over to Bessie.

Then, he immediately lifted me up with his empty hand.

“Let's go.”

“…….”

I watched Ash walking down the stairs holding me in his arms.

I got a slight fever in my ear.

Oh, my God.

Of course, I don't have any complaints about being hugged by Ash, but the situation was also embarrassing.

‘I can walk by myself, too.’

I can go down the stairs, too. Of course. Both of my legs are fine.

‘It's all because of the Doctor.'

I found an excuse to resent someone who is not here.

About 8 weeks, so 2 months ago.

I was enjoying a leisurely walk in the backyard when I smelled tart and suddenly felt nauseous.

I was surprised, Bessie and the other maid were surprised, and the chef who made the tart was also surprised.

Soon, the doctor, who had been panting his eyebrows to flutter, said solemnly after finishing the examination.

‘Congratulations.’

‘……!’

Everyone there knew what the word meant. Of course including me.

It was no wonder since nausea came up without notice, but I can't believe it was true.

I was puzzled. It would happen to me one day, but what I thought and what I really faced was as far apart as the sky and the earth.

When I put my hand on my lower abdomen carefully because it was not realistic, the doctor continued to ask.

‘As you may know, the early stages of pregnancy are more unstable than other times, so special care is needed.’

‘….….’

‘First is stability, second is stability, and the third is stability. Don't overdo yourself. Keep that in mind.'

And that was the beginning and the final blow.

After that day, I became the official glass body of the mansion, which must be broken if I hit somewhere or if my foot touches the ground.

‘No, no matter how…….it couldn't be………a person's body…….’

I couldn't even be alive until now if the thoughts of what would happen if I hit something or stepped on the ground.

However, Ash and other people in the mansion never seemed to want to stop their arbitrary interpretation.

‘Even the early stage of what the doctor’s said has passed…….'

The Doctor told me that the early pregnancy was up to 12 weeks.

I entered the 14th week this week. In other words, my pregnancy has already passed its initial stage and entered its mid-term stage.

It's a time when I can walk around as much as I want on my own feet, assuming that I don't overdo it.

‘But even if I say so, it won't work.'

How long do I have to stay in a glass body that's buzzing when hit a little…

Is there any end to this treatment…….?

While I was thinking about it, I arrived in the living room, and there was a butler and Sir Davery.

“Madam, how are you feeling?”

Greetings came out. I answered familiarly.

“Very good.”

“I heard from the doctor that it's past the time to be particularly careful, and the chef said your morning sickness is almost gone.”

“That's right.”

I nodded my head in an insignificant way. All he said is true.

It's not an empty word for me to answer “yes” to Bessie or the butler.

Like that, my physical condition has been really good recently. Even if I go back to the previous days, there has never been a particularly difficult time.

I was worried, but my mood swings weren't as bad as I thought, and I just covered my morning sickness with food.

‘You're a good son.’

I thought about the creature that might look small as a fly in my stomach.

I can call him a good son, right? Well, he’s not making me suffer yet.

“Then, madam.”

At that time when I was pleased, the butler took something out of it from his arms.

I didn't know what he was going to do, so I watched him.

“Please choose.”

It was then, the map that the Butler laid out on the table.

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