The bitter memories of yesterday’s children’s expressions surfaced.

Sicar continued to talk about what happened yesterday, holding only one of the child’s arms, and the director was trembling in fear, as if he were looking at someone possessed.

The people of Lecador had no idea that Sicar could read people’s memories, but they were more afraid because they had at least heard the rumor that Sicar saw through everything.

“Why did you take the toys back? Did you take them to sell them again?”

“No, no! I didn’t steal the children’s gifts, I just stored them!”

“It turns out you received quite a lot of sponsorship money from the Leper Orphanage, but the children didn’t receive any support.”

Sicar let go of the child’s arm with an indifferent face again. I picked up the arm that Sicar let go so the child wouldn’t panic and smiled at the child.

Sicar looked at the director with a somewhat bothersome tone and said,

“Director.”

“Yes, yes, Your Grace.”

“What happened to all the sponsorship money you received?”

“Th, the sponsorship money… There’s no such thing!”

“Don’t try to deceive me.”

The low, heavy sound of Sicar’s voice was chilly and creepy.

“I, I don’t know what you’re talking about……”

The director did not tell the truth even while shaking his arms and legs.

When Sicar tried to get something from the enemy, he didn’t bother touching the opponent while they were alive. He checked by picking up the opponent’s hair after taking their life.

Right now, he seemed to be trying to read the director’s memory in that way.

‘I have to stop him!’

Sure enough, Sicar was about to draw his sword to swing at the director. So, I threw myself and grabbed his arm. No, I almost hung on his arm.

“No, don’t do that, Sicar!”

“Get out of the way.”

I whispered to Sicar by pulling his arm.

“You can’t do that. There are kids here! They’ll be scared!”

“So you’re telling me to touch that filthy human’s living skin?”

“No. There’s a way!”

I reached out and grabbed the director’s hair. The director, who had his hair torn out in an instant, staggered while holding his head.

‘I also avoid violence, but it’s better than death.’

“Ah, Lady Duke! Why are you doing this!”

‘I’m trying to save you. Sin is hateful, but life is precious.’

“Quiet if you don’t want to die!”

“Please, save me, Lady Duke!”

‘I’m not saying I’m going to kill you, I’m saying you won’t die if you do this!’

I handed over the director’s hair that I was holding to Sicar.

“Just grab the hair like this.”

Sicar didn’t take the hair quickly. When the director kept screaming, he knocked out the director with the back of his sword and grabbed the hair.

“That makes sense.”

Sicar, who was holding the director’s hair, seemed to be quietly looking at the memory. I sighed a sigh of relief and began to soothe the startled children.

“It’s nothing. The Duke is just casting a spell for a moment. As soon as the spell is over and the director wakes up, the Duke will buy you a delicious chocolate cake.”

At the mention of chocolate cake, the children’s eyes widened. Indeed, chocolate is the best for children.

“Wow! Chocolate cake!”

The chocolate cake was indeed great. The children seemed excited about eating a chocolate cake, as if they had already forgotten that the director had collapsed.

Sicar, who had let go of the director’s hair, immediately ordered Durion and Bica to search the basement.

“I’m good at demolitions!”

Durion ran off as if he was happy to finally loosen up, but Bica walked lazily with an annoyed face.

“Then you go and search all by yourself. I’m lazy.”

Bica and Durion quickly found the money that the director had hidden in the basement. He had been collecting the sponsorship money without using it for the children, but instead to fill his own belly.

‘Sicar must have liked the sight of punishing the principal. I have to show him that there are such just acts too.’

I told Bika to wake Kian, who was asleep in the carriage. Rubbing his eyes with a sleepy face, Kian came walking and, seeing the principal on his knees like a sinner, was startled and looked at Sicar.

‘Yes. Kian. It’s about opening your heart a little by seeing Sicar punishing a bad person.’

Sicar was about to put his sword to the tip of the principal’s chin again, but remembering my words that children are watching, he put it back in the scabbard and said.

“Is all this money embezzled from the donations?”

“Your…Your Grace. Please, save me! I will explain all the circumstances under which I embezzled the money… please….”

“It’s not my business why you embezzled the money or what happens to your life or death. Soon the capital guard will arrive, so go and tell them.”

“I will tell the truth and give the money back, so please give me one more chance. Your Grace!”

The principal pleaded desperately not to hand him over to the guards, confessing even his own sins as if he were devastated by the hidden money being seized, but Sicar handed the principal over to the guards without showing any interest.

“The remaining matters will be resolved by the capital guards, so let’s leave now.”

“Oh, no. Look at the children.”

I grabbed Sicar’s arm, and quickwitted Sicar realized that all the children were looking at him.

“Why are all the children looking at me?”

“Well…”

Before I could explain, Sicar grabbed my hand and narrowed his eyes.

“Did I say I would buy a chocolate cake?”

I smirked awkwardly, pulled my hand out, and smiled faintly.

“You might want to buy it from now on.”

“I don’t think so at all?”

“Really, you don’t plan on buying it?”

“Why would I, for children I don’t even know or care about?”

“Because, the children will cry.”

“Whether they do or not, it’s none of my business.”

“It might not be?”

I took a quick glance at the children. There must be a big crybaby among them.

Who would be the biggest crybaby among these?

When I turned around, I could see a child who seemed ready to burst into tears at the slightest touch.

I feel a bit sorry to make the children cry, but if they can eat a chocolate cake after crying once, it wouldn’t be so bad.

I approached the child who seemed about to burst into tears and told him that we couldn’t eat the chocolate cake today.

“Why, why?”

I looked at the child with a sadly elongated eyebrow.

“I’m sorry….”

As expected, the child, who had high hopes, trembled his lips as he couldn’t eat the chocolate cake, and soon burst into a cry with a ‘uaang’.

“I can’t eat the chocolate cake…! Uaaang…!”

Good. He’s crying really bravely.

Soon, one child’s crying quickly spread to other children. In other words, the entire orphanage soon became a sea of tears.

“Uaang…! Chocolate cake…!”

I frowned at Sicar, who was frowning tiredly, and looked stern.

“I’m more scared of the children crying than your sword. So I wish you bought the cake.”