How Can You Pay Back The Kindness I Raised With Obsession?

CHAPTER 112

Ants were really persistent. Could it be that the ones that haven’t been laid down were climbing over the firewood?

 

Srarg! Srarg!

 

She snapped her fingers a couple more times and completely blocked up the crypt with firewood. Still, the Grand Duke and Sir Daniel took care of the ants that were trying their best to chase through the gap.

 

“Wait a moment. Where am I?”

 

After taking a breath, Giselle looked around and asked. She thought she had no idea where the crypts were because they all looked the same, but unfortunately the letter X was not carved into any of the roots. It’s not that she didn’t know where she was, it’s that she was lost. She couldn’t help it. They decided to go back down the road after the ant swarm calmed down and sat down there.

 

“Huh, mom…”

 

The child, who was so scared that she couldn’t even cry, looked at them and started crying again.

 

“Shh, if you cry, ants will come.”

 

The moment Elliot warned him, the child stopped crying. He was so scared that the little child would stop crying when he heard that ants were coming.

 

“Hi, my name is Hazel. What is your name?”

 

The child looked at her with his wary, tear-filled eyes and answered in a crawling voice:

 

“…Iannis.”

 

“Iannis, nice to meet you. How old are you?”

 

The child held up his four fingers. It was just as Hazel thought. Seeing as he has short hair and was wearing pants, she didn’t have to ask about his gender. But why was the child here alone? How did he get caught by ants? She had a lot of questions. She wanted to give him a cookie and ask for it, but there was nothing left in the bag. The only things inside were carrots, broccoli, and other things the child didn’t like.

 

“Hmm…”

 

She was rummaging through the bag and was about to close it again when the child suddenly shouted.

 

“Danggeun!”

 

“Do you like this?”

 

“Yes!”

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes!”

 

This was her first time seeing a child who likes raw, natural carrots. She wiped the child’s muddy hands with her handkerchief and gave him a carrot.

 

“Anyway, are you hurt?”

 

He was being dragged around so cruelly by ants, and there was no way his body was healthy. As she was about to look, the child pointed to his knee and whimpered.

 

“Iannis, ouch.”

 

“I will treat you.”

 

Giselle came up and she took the child’s hand.

 

“It tingles here and there.”

 

“The wound is healing.”

 

Oh, this was her first time seeing her heal with holy powers. She had to use her hand to treat every wound, but Giselle seemed to be able to heal all the wounds on her body just by holding his hand. The scratches on the child’s face quickly disappeared.

 

“But Iannis, how did you end up here?”

 

“It’s a secret.”

 

Secret? Why? Who? She was curious, but she decided to break down the child’s guard first.

 

“We have no secrets. The floor suddenly opened wide and we fell down here.”

 

The child, who was listening to her while chewing a carrot, opened his eyes as round as buttons and nodded his head sharply.

 

“We fell off the floor.”

 

“We?”

 

It meant that the child did not come here alone.

 

“With who?”

 

“With mom and dad…”

 

She guessed he decided not to keep it a secret anymore. The child began to open up about his family.

 

“Hammoni, my sister, Samchom, the uncles, and the ajumas…”

 

What? That much? It was a time when we were all in a daze as the number of people who fell here together continued to increase.

 

“Wait a moment.”

 

Elliot covered the child’s mouth and he placed his index finger on his lips. His keen gaze was on the side that was not blocked by firewood. She understood why. She felt something at the bent corner of the crypt. A power resembling magical power. As soon as he realized it, his power exploded and he started rushing towards her like a ferocious animal.

 

Bang!

 

At the same time, the holy power that spewed out from the hands of Elliot and Lord Daniel formed a shield and collided with the magic power.

 

“Who are you! Reveal your identity!”

 

She exclaimed as Elliot stood up with his hand outstretched in the air. At that moment, an old woman with a large cane appeared from around her corner and tilted her head.

 

“Sacred power?”

 

Elliot immediately lowered his hand. Although his shield did not disappear, the opponent would think that the holy power came from Sir Daniel, who was still reaching out.

 

“Hammoni!”

 

The child who was sitting on the floor eating carrots stood up and tried to run as soon as he saw the old woman.

 

“Wait a moment.”

 

Elliot grabbed the child’s cloak tightly.

 

“Nah. I’m going to Hammoni!”

 

“Let go of the child!”

 

A young woman’s voice was heard from around the corner, and this time a woman who appeared to be the child’s mother appeared. She wasn’t the only one. As the child said, wouldn’t it be that everyone from his father to her older sisters, uncles, uncles, and aunts showed up in droves?

 

“What are you people?”

 

Elliot asked as they confronted them and the atmosphere became tense.

 

“With platinum hair and blue eyes.”

 

Was that suspicious?

 

“Besides, those hiding in the crypt are carrying very good swords.”

 

Ah, that’s suspicious. Even though she didn’t know much about it, the sword was made of high-quality iron, had a sharp shape, and had a fancy pattern engraved on the handle. That wasn’t something a commoner could use.

 

“I am asking a question!”

 

A young man pointing an expensive sword at them shouted.

 

“They seem to be from the South, right? Is this an assassin sent by that woman?”

 

“That woman?”

 

When Elliot asked back, he smiled as if he would soon understand.

 

“You mean Regina?”

 

What? Why did the dead princess appear here? The child’s family was as surprised as she was.

 

“From what I know, I guess he was an assassin sent by the queen.”

 

“No. The reason I know is because Regina is already dead.”

 

“…what?”

 

“The war already ended months ago. Billund was defeated by the Vrilland Empire. I am Grand Duke Blaine of Briland, the new owner of this land.”

 

As the unknown people who were trying to attack us became even more dazed, Elliot let go of the child and asked.

 

“Is this how the former royal family of Billund repays the benefactor who saved their child?”

 

The child’s family was none other than the collateral royal family of Billund. It was said that when they were in danger of being executed for opposing the war, they ran away and hid here.

 

“I am grateful that you saved my son.”

 

The child’s father and the younger brother of the former King Billund greeted them, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his tone. Elliot happened to point that out.

 

“But there are things you can’t be thankful for.”

 

“It’s unbelievable.”

 

They couldn’t believe that the war was already over. They had never gone out and met anyone in that time. So it has to be that way. Elliot not only told them in detail how the war started and how it ended, but also vividly told them the final moments of the king and queen, but they were still skeptical.

 

“Then why do you think I would come to this dangerous place and tell such a lie?”

 

“A spy sent by the queen…”

 

“Something like an assassin…”

 

The escort knights who were listening behind the man muttered.

 

“If I was planning on assassinating you, I wouldn’t have saved the child. How can two swordsmen and a witch assassinate a group of twenty people?”

 

It was naturally a secret that Giselle also had holy powers and that her true identity was the Pope.

 

“And a spy.”

 

Elliot snorted lightly at her.

 

“What does Regina have to gain by dragging you guys out of here?”

 

“We were a thorn in her side.”

 

The old woman said, staring at Elliot with her fierce eyes.

 

“That would also be a story from when Regina was alive.”

 

“Is there any evidence that she is dead?”

 

Elliot lifted his gaze upward. It meant he was on the ground.

 

“Then let’s go out together and check it out for ourselves.”

 

“Nonsense!”

 

The people of Billund began to murmur that if they went out together, they might lose their lives to the waiting army. In the end, they agreed to leave half of their party here and send half overland with two men from Billund.

 

“Wait a minute, Elliot. So, is there a way to get out of here?”

 

In response to her question, he pointed to an old woman who seemed to be the leader.

 

“The fact that you walked in here on your own means that you know how to get out.”

 

As if it were true, the old woman did not refute, but instead led them somewhere.

 

‘Oh my, my legs. I’ll know.’

 

It was a time when he was walking for a long time until her legs hurt, along the crypt where the same scenery continued.

 

“It falls. be careful.”

 

The moment the old woman shouted something incomprehensible, his body floated upward and flopped down to the ceiling.

 

“Ouch, what is this?”

 

She stood up with Elliott’s support and rubbed her numb buttocks. She looked up and saw her footprints clearly on the ceiling. Apparently, the place where she was stepping earlier suddenly became the ceiling. It’s upside down. It seems like a place where gravity was distorted.

 

“It’s here.”

 

After a few steps, a pit appeared in front of her. She thought it looked like the hole we fell into had been turned over, but she guessed she wasn’t quite wrong.

 

“If you fall here, you will fall to the ceiling of that underground passage. Watch your butt. There’s no broccoli there.”

 

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Translator Note:

Hello there! This is RJR. I hope you liked it <3

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