The Baby Who Regressed Refuses Childcare - Chapter 7
“I’m sorry, but you can’t take any child from my land.”
Sharon Abner spoke slowly.
Lambert Longton’s expression contorted.
He took a step forward and growled,
“Are you suggesting that you would try to interfere?”
Then he extended his hand to his butler.
The butler quickly handed him a thick bundle of documents.
“I have already consulted with the Imperial Magistrate about whether I can take my daughter from here. We have come here legally, without bringing any military force. There is no provision in the Imperial Law that nobles need permission to move to other territories.”
Sharon Abner smirked like a sly fox and glared at Lambert Longton.
“Yes, I’m going to adopt your daughter from my land. Despite our bad blood, it’s quite possible. However…”
Lambert Longton raised one eyebrow.
“It will only happen if the child you want to take is still under the jurisdiction of the Eve Hill Orphanage.”
An ominous foreboding passed across Lambert Longton’s face, which had frozen in surprise.
“What do you mean?”
At that moment, Sharon Abner looked in a completely different direction.
“I received the letter, my dear.”
It was from my side, half peeking out from behind the barn.
“Your handwriting is better than most of our officials.”
For a moment, I froze as our eyes met.
“Wendell, bring the child.”
At her command, my body floated into the air.
The bag I was holding fell to the ground.
“Anellia, why are you here…!”
Ignoring the scream of Miss Ann, I turned my head.
A tall man who appeared to be over 2 meters tall was holding me.
Amid the chaos, Sharon Abner continued to speak.
“The stories you told have all been quite useful. Thanks to them, I was able to catch and kill all the rats hiding in my house.”
Rats.
She was referring to Longton’s spies hiding in the Eve Hill region.
‘How would Lambert Longton even come to adopt me in the first place?’
Duke Longton had planted her spies throughout the Abner Territory, gathering even minor information about which child was in which orphanage.
I needed to prove my usefulness, so I had included snippets about some of Lord Longton’s affairs in the letter.
Fortunately, it seemed to please Sharon Abner.
“You wrote in the letter that you are a genius. Abner always appreciates talent like yours.”
The hills were covered with snow here and there.
Looking at the forlorn Duke Longton, Sharon Abner extended her hand towards me.
“So, I’m on my way to sign my name on your guardianship documents. How about it?”
***
“Could someone please explain what’s going on?”
“Your Grace…”
Inside the icy-like barracks, the Lord Longton’s forehead contorted infinitely as he sat in front of a temporarily placed desk.
“Why on earth is that insane lioness here?”
Unlike his usual manner, his voice quivered with anger.
Anellia of Eve Hill Orphanage.
She had no family name since she was an orphan.
But she was like a pearl found in the mud.
“Is the anti-tracking magic properly applied?”
“Yes, absolutely. Before departure, when we tore the scrolls to teleport to the Abner territory. After I arrived…”
A short sigh escaped from Lord Longton’s lips.
Ordinarily, high nobles could move freely between adjacent territories.
The condition was that they shouldn’t mobilize an army larger than a guard force, but there were no issues with the movement itself.
So there was no need for expensive anti-tracking or concealment magic.
“We used it, though.”
Tearing up nearly ten scrolls that cost an exorbitant amount for just one sheet.
And all of it was just to avoid a single person’s eyes.
Sharon Abner.
A woman with no redeeming qualities.
When he set his mind on discovering Anellia and adopting her, the only thing that troubled her was that woman.
The fact that the orphanage Anellia was affiliated with happened to be in the Abner Territory.
‘But we can’t just give up on a brilliant child we’ve finally found.’
