Meanwhile, in the Mercy region, Matthias had opened the gate between the demon realm and this world. From within, demons poured out.

If it were Axel Mirmod, he would charge at the demons as if he were insane. His fanatical unit that followed him, reveling in slaughter, would do the same.

But they would not know that these demons were the end.

The moment all the demons died, the gate to the demon realm would open.

And Axel Mirmod would be dragged into it.
Even if they survived in the demon realm, they would likely have to stay there for about ten years, unable to return, and trapped in a dire situation. Returning with all their powers lost would only make them an easy target.

Matthias chuckled mercilessly and stroked his chin.

One could call it a cruel fate. However…

In his mind, the image of a little girl, Sienna, who used to chatter incessantly, not like now, but five years ago, popped up.
The little baby who couldn’t cry easily.

And Sienna, who had clung to her chest.

‘Isn’t it better to just abandon this pathetic child?’

‘Shut up.’

‘That’s the cursed bloodline. You’ll die if you get too close.’

He wanted to trample Axl Mirmod, but having just returned from trial, he had to devote himself only to saving Sienna.

It was because of a request from the woman who had been condemned as a witch at the trial.
The woman who had been accused of summoning demons in the empire and was called a villain.

Sienna’s mother, Yuela.

Now, no one knew her name anymore, but Matthias still remembered it.

Matthias recalled Yuela’s last words with pink hair and green eyes just like Sienna’s.

This child’s name is Sienna.

She had asked him to raise her as a kind and affectionate child, even if she died.
Until he heard those words, Matthias had not said anything.

He didn’t particularly have any affection for Sienna.

But when he met Sienna’s innocent, green eyes that looked up at him, he abandoned his predetermined destiny as the heir as if being led by fate.

After summoning himself, insulting and branding Yuela as a witch, and killing the judge who had condemned her, he left behind the role of heir entirely for the sake of Sienna’s happy life.
However, during all this time, he had been pondering the words Yuela had said.

The long stories about people conspiring to kill Yuela and Matthias, about being unjust… When he recalled those stories, Matthias’ lips twisted.

He had been biding his time for five years to seek revenge, and now it was time to truly draw his sword.

Matthias muttered this with a grim expression, gripping his sword hilt tightly.

“Deal with it as quickly as possible.”
Axel Mirmod would soon be thrust into the abyss of the demon realm. A cautious aide, seeing his chilly expression, cautiously spoke up.

“Yes, but there is something more important.”

“What is it?”

If it’s more important, then there can only be one thing.

“Miss Cienne has established the upper ranks.”

That’s right, Cienne.

“What?”

That five-year-old, the countryside little girl?

My adorable daughter?

“Is there someone trying to take advantage of Cienne?”
Momentarily taken aback by the unexpected news of Cienne.

“Yes. Furthermore, it seems that something unpleasant has occurred…”

An aide began to whisper in Matthias’ ear.

His expression contorted without mercy.

There was no doubt that the upper ranks created by my daughter’s delicate hands had fallen into a trap.

“A guardian is needed to oversee the upper ranks. They say your father, Matthias, cannot do it, and immediate family is not preferred.”

“A guardian…?”

Deadlyri sighed deeply in response to my question.

“It’s originally an obscure system, but there have been a flurry of anonymous reports to the palace. People are questioning whether it makes sense for a five-year-old to create the upper ranks, accusing it of child exploitation.”
Instead of coming to the palace in person, the imperial court sent a written notification, which seemed to terrify the Mirmord family. I sighed heavily as I gazed at the fluttering notice in the air.

“If there’s no guardian within a week, they’ll close down.”

“Gasp.”

“Eek.”

The gasp didn’t come from me.

I simply scratched my cheek with a very potato-like expression.

“Hmm.”
“They call it child labor exploitation. Some people use children’s names to run these organizations and evade taxes.”

“Rich, good law, isn’t it?”

Not good for me, though.

Anyway, what’s more important is that someone set a trap targeting me.

Since Axel Mirmord is currently busy with the recent disturbance, the list of suspects narrows down.

I looked at Sir Ted, who stood there solemnly, and said, “Ted.”

“Yes?”
I looked at him innocently and asked, “Ted, does Gabrielle like me?”

“Uh…”

“Do the people in the temple like our family?”

Ted bit his lips as if he couldn’t find the words to continue.

“…I’m sorry.”

That apology alone conveyed his intention clearly.

I waved my hand as if shaking my head.

“What’s wrong with you, Ted? Never mind.”

“I’m someone who despises taking collective responsibility, you know.”