‘While it wasn’t an attempt to really kill me, it was a clear warning.’

She was still short of breath.

Frowning, Delpia headed toward Matthias’s western mansion.

If there was a problem… it was the fact that this mansion also didn’t welcome Delpia.

“Pretty well defended.”

Divine power was poured in.

And right after returning to the mansion, she ran into assassins sent by Matthias Mirmod.

After dealing with all the assassins, Delpia’s forehead wrinkled.

Both Duchess Lucella and Matthias Mirmod were eager to protect Cien.

It just meant Cien Mirmod was their weakness…

‘While it’s understandable for Matthias, how did Duchess Lucella get twisted into this?’

Delpia slightly narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Little Cien Mirmod was becoming increasingly appealing.

In all her life, she’d never been charmed by a child, but this one was different.

Clearly, there was something about this child that brought everyone into his fold.

Could it be because she’d found an interesting opponent for the first time in a long while? Her heart began to thump excitedly. She was the kind who got riled up whenever she found an exciting task…

“This is exciting for the first time in a while.”

So excited that her power was hard to control. Her white hair fluttered and a subtle smile appeared on Delpia’s red lips.

She glanced at the maid who’d rushed to her side.

“Cien Mirmod, he doesn’t seem to be within the family estate. Where is he?”

Initially, she’d only intended to find Matthias’s weakness.

But as she came to know more about Cien Mirmod, he kept catching her attention.

It seemed like the tables were turning, but who cared? It was fun.

She wanted to torment him properly.

She spoke to the maid once more.

“Answer me. Where did he go?”

“Uh, that is, from what I’ve found, he’s supposedly in Meloang Youth Academy’s happiness class… But I can’t be sure. His traces are erased.”

“Then let’s go.”

Delpia chuckled.

“Let’s go see something interesting.”

‘And that “interesting thing” is, of course, Cien Mirmod.’

Whether Cien Mirmod was some brat or a cunning one, she’d felt enough to be aware that now it was time to check him out directly.

(This is a time divider.)

In the end, led by my dad’s hand, I’d barely opened my eyes when I was dragged into Meloang Academy.

‘Cien, want to go eat pork cutlet with Daddy?’

‘Yeah! Love pork cutlet!’

Clearly… we were supposed to go eat pork cutlet.

I couldn’t understand why I was in this academy filled with bright sunlight and cute animals.
‘What on earth is this?’

I looked around the academy with a face full of discontent, my lips pouting.

I was at Dasil.

It was a peaceful space where welldressed adults and children gathered to enjoy tea.

People smiled warmly as they saw me blinking. My dad was also smiling affectionately.

Indeed, the time for meditation that cleanses the soul had begun.

“Every human is beautiful.”

“Learn to love people here.”

I let out a deep sigh internally.

‘Just let it go in one ear and out the other. Humans are wicked! I’m the strongest!’

……I shall never be tainted by virtue.

Sadly, there was a critical obstacle, specifically……

“Seems like the people of the world are beautiful, aren’t they?”

My dad, who was meditating next to me, spoke to me affectionately.

Even his eyes were quite warm and tender.

My already kind dad was becoming even kinder.

“The teacher says, reach out to those who are struggling.”

“……”

“Sien?”

“Uh…… yeah.”

“Meet friends, share what you have, care for the wounded, love warmly.”

My dad had become the successor of the villainous Mirmod family.

So, he needed to be tainted by evil to dominate the villains, and he couldn’t just look at the world happily.

But right now, my dad was overly kind. It was troubling in many ways.

‘He’s even trying to make me kind again……’

I looked at my dad while letting out deep sighs.

“Phew……”

“Our Sien will grow up to be so kind, right? Dad’s happy.”

My dad softly curled his eyes and smiled.

All that came out of my mouth was just sighs.

“Absolutely not.”

I shook my head vigorously and looked forward again.

Fortunately, thanks to my insistence, Acid and Leonhart were by my side.

Of course…… their presence was almost negligible.

I glanced at them, busy burying their heads and zoning out, and clenched my teeth slightly.

Acid and Leonhart looked almost halfdead.

Why were they so zoned out, I wondered.

‘Did they do something last night?’

I let out a long sigh and clasped my hands together as if to pray, just like my dad.

Never mind those two. That wasn’t important.

‘If Sun Dad becomes even more of a Sun character, it’ll be troublesome.’

Urgent action was needed.

(This is a time marker.)

Unaware of what Sien was thinking, Acid was dozing off. He was constantly reminded of what Leonhart had said during dessert time last night.

Sharing dessert that day, Leonhart arrogantly lifted his chin and said,

‘You’re too weak.’

‘……Well, that.’

Unable to argue because it was true. Watching Acid, Leonhart smirked.

‘Only I can protect Bamtol.’

He couldn’t argue with that either.

‘I’m much weaker compared to ‘Him’ too. But I plan on gaining strength soon.’

‘Who’s ‘Him’?’
‘As I mentioned earlier, Matthias Mirmode. It seems he’s after Bamtal—no, Cien’s life.’

Hearing the arrogant yet dry voice of Leonhardt, Acid felt defeated.

Just as he said, he was merely a young kid from the slums.

Saved by the grace of Lord Cien, if it hadn’t been for her, he would still be begging to survive… he was nothing but a little kid.

Faint noises from people meditating nearby reached his ears.

However, he didn’t truly hear them. Wrapped up in his own thoughts, strength flowed into Acid’s small fist.