I Raised the Villains Preciously - Chapter 12

Why on earth is the captain here enjoying sewage, who has to be busy inspecting the temple?

 

Cesar’s eyes slowly opened when he felt Hannah approaching him late.

 

César looked extremely tired, whether it was just waking up or having those dazed, drowsy eyes.

 

“Hello.”

 

When Hannah greeted awkwardly, Cesar raised his hand again and received a greeting.

 

‘Strangely cheeky.’

 

At the moment she seriously thought whether all four of the officers could be lacking.

 

By the way, should we just go back because there are passengers who occupy their seats like this?

 

When Hannah dilly-dallied, Cesar, who raised her body, opened her mouth.

 

“Sit down.”

 

Hannah was surprised by the voice she heard for a moment.

 

It was because his voice was lower and thicker than she thought.

 

To add to the exaggeration, it was even as sweet as the song of soil echoing deep in the ground.

 

Oh, I just said this because it’s so cheesy.

 

Anyway, his voice was very good.

 

“Ah····· Yes.”

 

Strangely, his words seemed powerful.

 

I even sat next to him when he was asked to sit down.

 

Cesar’s bored eyes crossed over Hannah.

 

It was such a short time that I didn’t even notice.

 

“Have you worked in a nursery for a long time?”

 

“Oh, no. It hasn’t been long.”

 

“For that, the children followed well.”

 

His voice was curiously lackluster, but there was something that kept people, focused.

 

“When did you see it?”

 

He doesn’t seem interested in the world. When did he observe himself and his children?

 

“I’ve been lying here since morning.”

 

He looked where he was lying, and Hannah’s gaze followed.

 

The grass in the seat where I lay down was very damaged.

 

It was obvious that the grass had been overworked for a very long time.

 

“······I guess you weren’t so busy.”

 

I purged very properly the question of whether I was sleeping here in peace.

 

“I’m busy.”

 

Oh, my.

 

“Yes, even during busy work, you need to rest.”

 

They greeted each other quickly.

 

No matter how much he seems to give his subordinates all the work, the person in charge will be in charge, so he won’t be offended.

 

“It’s supposed to come from a place where you don’t care about the leak.”

 

“What?”

 

As if he knew what Hannah was thinking, Cesar put his arm on his knee and put his chin on it, and said;

 

‘What, unlike of how you look, you’re very tactful, aren’t you?’

 

Cesar’s cold wall was directed at Hannah.

 

I didn’t know because it was half closed, but his eyes were shining like clear seawater.

 

It was blue that didn’t match the cheeky tone.

 

“I thought it was a rotten temple, but I’m not sure about that.”

 

“What?”

 

“It’s well built.”

 

Cesar had already known before he came to the temple that the temple had embezzled funds and bribed all responsible people to silence them.

 

Naturally, I thought that the children of the nursery school also used it to receive subsidies from the rotten temple, but his judgment was a little shaken by the appearance of the nursery, which had traces of well-run contrary to his expectations.

 

“I heard you were from a nursery here, too.”

 

“Oh? Oh! Yes.”

 

She recalled that the real Hannah was from a nursery and snapped back.

 

“Maybe it’s not completely irreversible.”

 

Hannah thought she’d have to make a little different assessment of this strange Daishin Pavilion.

 

Whether he was a good person, smarter than ordinary people, or he was too lazy to just put it on, his silver hair fluttered as the wind blew.

 

“Instead, you’re something ······ Well, you’re special.”

 

“Don’t say too much, Hannah, who’s just being a weirdo and hitting the nail on the head, says, ‘This guy is way too tactile.”

 

I had to admit that I was going.

 

At this point, I wondered if it was because I secretly worked hard every night to look tired and drowsy.

 

“If you have something to say about the temple, you can say it.”

 

It was a secret question that if the temple does something bad, it can be told.

 

But he already knew what he knew, and Hannah didn’t speak to Votel.

 

‘Oh, come to think of it, ·····.’

 

I was wondering if I should tell you now that I have an ulterior motive for selling children secretly.

 

There’s no physical evidence, and if this thing turns the nursery upside down and the temple disappears, the children will be scattered all over the place.

 

“What happens here if our temple falls short of the standard of the central temple?”

 

“It’s going to disappear.

 

“Nursery, too.

 

“Of course.”

 

“Then children ·····.”

 

“and send it to another temple.”

 

It was just as he expected.

 

For now, I needed time to think.

 

“····· If I have anything to tell you, I will.”

 

I quickly became depressed at the thought of maybe being away from the kids.

 

“Should I just live with him?”‘

 

At the moment, the wind blew hard, and Hannah’s hair blew.

 

The headband that was wrapped to fix the bangs was released and flew into the air.

 

“Oops!”

 

Tabs.

 

Cesar caught the flying turban.

 

Hannah looked at Cesar’s hand holding the headband and found something unusual.

 

Tattoo?

 

He was wearing white new gloves on his hands at the first meeting, but now he has no gloves.

 

I saw something like a red tattoo on the back of my bare hands.

 

The red thing was long arm-length along the flowing foot of the new official robe.

 

“Arrows······?”

 

I felt strange the moment I found a red tattoo shaped like an arrow.

 

A strange familiarity that bothers me.

 

“Hwall······· New Building······ Cesar·······.”

 

Hannah’s face hardened for a moment.

 

My body began to fluff out.

 

‘How did you forget that?’

 

Soon her eyes were dyed with astonishment, and Cesar stared blankly at the hairband he had held out.

 

Just go.

 

The hairband fell on Hannah’s hand, and Hannah looked at Cesar.

 

‘…the light of judgment.’

 

Cesar.

 

Called the Light of Judgment, he was the enemy of the villains in the novel.

 

A bloodied shrine that catches all the villains.

 

It was a vicious substitute view that he would have been at the height of the villains if it had not been for the title of the Divine Hall of Judgment of Evil.

 

Isn’t there such a saying?

 

Even if they were born with the same fate, depending on where you are, someone becomes a general who cuts livestock, and someone becomes a general who travels around the battlefield.

 

He was at least born a god-loved body and became a believer instead of a villain.

 

The red arrow on his arm was a weapon from God.

 

Cesar was able to create a golden bow with just his hands held, and when the tattoo on his arm shines, the arrows pour out endlessly.

 

They were usually used to kill villains.

 

“Oh, my God.”

 

The man in front of him is the best enemy of my precious babies!

 

How did you forget that name?

 

No, I imagine myself.

 

Cesar, the villain of the villains, was not this image, but an image of a murderous ghost close to the devil.

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

There was no way that the image of such a fierce, bored slob and the human being could overlap.

 

“·······”

 

Isn’t this a scam?

 

Three young scoundrels, a vicious scoundrel hunter, are now in one place. Was Cesar here in the original?

 

“It’s warm.”

 

It’s so incongruous to see that you’re enjoying such a warm breeze, instead of turning the blood of villains and exterminating evil!

“Teacher! Teacher!”

 

“Huh?”

 

Jeremy came running with a heavy breath to Hannah, who collected her confused mind and entered the nursery with a laundry basket.

 

“What’s wrong, what’s wrong?”

 

“Ma, Masha·····!”

 

“What’s wrong with Masha? Is he hurt?”

 

I waited anxiously for Jeremy’s backbiting.

 

“Ah, ····· the egg!”

 

Jeremy was quite excited.

 

“Where?”

 

“Kkokkokko! Kkokko!”

 

“Ah? Kkokko?”

 

Watching Hannah reflecting on Jeremy’s words, Jeremy banged his heart as if he were frustrated.

 

“Kkokko came out of the egg!”

 

“What?!”

 

Hannah was startled by Jeremy’s words and dropped the laundry basket.

 

Oh my god.

 

It really hatched?

 

“Hurry up! Hurry up!”

 

Jeremy dragged Hannah’s hand.

 

“Kkokko!”

 

When Jeremy walked into Masha’s room, there was Masha and Ian.

 

“······· Masha?”

 

There was really something wriggling in Masha’s hand.

 

“Teacher!”

 

Masha greeted Hannah with a big smile.

 

Hannah carefully went to Masha’s side and squatted in front of him.

 

Masha put the small creature in his hands before Hannah’s eyes.

 

“……”

 

Hannah became deeply troubled by it.

 

“Is this the color of a normal chick?”

 

In front of her was a baby bird with fluffy gray fur instead of a yellow chick.

 

I wondered if this world’s chicks are gray.

 

The children shook their heads.

 

“Are those horns on its forehead?”

 

It looked soft and lumpy, but everywhere it looked like a horn on its forehead.

 

Again, the children shook their heads firmly.

 

“Yuck!”

 

“Doesn’t it cry weirdly?”

 

“No way.”

 

[Note: I am not so sure with what they were saying here.]

 

Ian answered back.

 

The unidentified creature in Masha’s hands is not a chick.

 

However, it was also not a duckling, nor could it be a sparrow, and I doubted whether it was even a bird.

 

A horn on its forehead.

 

What does it mean with the horns?

 

“Teacher! The egg cracked and Kkokko came out!”

 

“······ Chu, congratulations. Kkokko.”

 

First of all, the birth of life is to be celebrated.

 

Hannah clapped soullessly.

 

“She thinks I’m her mother! Look at this!”

 

The honorable Kkokko hereinafter was an unidentified bird.

 

As Masha said, the baby bird seemed to express affection to him.

 

Isn’t this weird, too?

 

Can a bird that just hatched from an egg behave so accurately?

 

They usually can’t even open their eyes, can they?

 

“······”

 

It is increasingly doubtful.

 

“How did you take care of such a pretty bird, Masha?”

 

“I pat him every day, and I hugged him day after day.

 

Don’t tell me it’s like a drink. [Note: Not so sure with this as well.]

 

I heard that black magicians practice their evil deeds.

 

Without even realizing it, Masha’s potential magical power woke up.

 

What am I imagining?

 

Hannah shook her head like a log.

 

“But ·····.”

 

No matter how hard I try, the bird in Masha’s hand is strange!

 

“Is its name Kkokko?”

 

“Yes, that’s what Kkokko’s been called since he knew it!”

 

“······ I see.”

 

I couldn’t bring myself to tell Masha that it wasn’t a cute little thing.

 

“Yes, Kkokko······.”

 

As soon as you are born, you open your round black eyes and make eye contact.

 

“Oh, my God.”

 

I think that Kkokko should be hidden well.

 

Never let the temple know.

 

“But what does he eat?”

 

In addition to the three children, the unidentified bird’s food worries were added.

 

Please don’t just eat meat or something.

 

Please

 

I don’t want to hate Masha for secretly abandoning you at night.

 

Hannah’s tears at the appearance of a strange being could not be unfolded all day.