Chapter 312 – Abduction.
“I want to go with you!”
“…I’m sorry, Her Highness the Princess.”
“No. It would be better for your nephew to go with someone he likes.”
“Auntie. But aren’t we nephews?”
“I like the lady too…”
Spike was about to turn around. Even at his early age, there was only one person here who had to be told that Cornelia was his nephew. Sophie, daughter of Euphemia. Strictly speaking, the other children were Woojin’s children, but they were not Euphemia’s children.
If he just moved quietly and quietly, he would have left the city and arrived at the house where Woojin lives. Delia, who had a lot of affection for her, spoke of Cornelia as if she were comforting her, as her face hardened at Maria’s words, until Maria asked a question she didn’t even need to ask. But that, too, is something that would hurt Cornelia’s pride. Princess Britannia comforted by Woojin’s 5-year-old daughter.
“All of you are nieces and nephews.”
She smiled as Cornelia managed to keep her composure. Spike started to get anxious. Guilford and General Dalton, who had already quietly followed Cornelia, had a slightly stern look on their faces. Maria is one of Woojin’s children with a very mild taste. Kids like Milo and Miko must be running around here somewhere in town right now. Although she is now in a position to find and return home.
When she heard the story, Cornelia seemed to have seen Sophie when she was her baby. It is unknown how much these children have grown into bloody children now. Originally, all newborns are cute. Milo and Miko must have been cute too. Although I feel different now.
Can Cornelia stand up after seeing their actions? Speaky felt his stomach start to ache. Being a fisherman, just moving with the princess by her side was extremely stressful. Now, however, the children she was responsible for taking care of were provoking her Cornelia knowingly or unknowingly.
“But why do I feel there is such a subtle difference between Sophie and us?”
“You’re saying all kinds of things about children.”
“Ha.. Haha…Because I’m a child. Princess.”
Maria’s bold questions continued. Cornelia looked at her Maria with her expression of amusingness. You could tell whose daughter that child was just by looking at the color of her hair. She used to be by Lelouch’s side, but she suddenly moved to Woo-jin’s side.
Did she say Katarina?
For Cornelia, her name, C.C, is more familiar. Because she had heard more names that consisted of nothing more than initials. When Sophie was a newborn baby, Katarina was pregnant. She’s kind of full. It wasn’t enough that she had stolen her sister, who wouldn’t hurt even if she put it in her eyes, and how disgusted she looked at Woo-jin, her rare asshole with seven wives, at that time, except for her Woo-jin. Nobody knew
In a yard that is not enough even if you live with only one Yufi in your life, there are six of her wives besides Yufi. In addition, if you look at the characters one by one, they are outstanding women who can go on a winning streak wherever they go. A scientist who created the energy wing, a scientist with world-class modularization technology. The pinnacle of female nightmare pilots. A master of special warfare. She is a witch who has not died for hundreds of years. And…
“Ummm…”
Cornelia swallowed her moans. Biretta Nu. A pure-blooded female knight. Lieutenant of Jeremiah Gottwald. According to her background, she was the least special person. But she has no brazenness in her Cornelia to the extent that she would disparage her.
She is a benefactor who took care of Euphemia, who was on the run, until Woojin returned to her when Woojin was imprisoned.
A man walking cautiously next to him, keeping an eye on himself. The cute girl with silver hair and chocolate skin in Speaky’s arms must be Biretta and Woojin’s daughter.
I thought that Ai was also kind and affectionate, just like Biretta. The image of Biretta in the past was a cold-blooded, calculating woman with no humanity who could even sell her soul for a title. She was a petty woman, she thought, unable to give up her ambition to become an aristocrat. Biretta, who met Woo-jin and abandoned her ambitions, is a wise mother even to herself.
Perhaps that child will also become a wise mother.
Delia couldn’t have been more cute as she stared at him with her bright eyes as she cradled in Speaky’s arms. Her Sophie, riding her wooden horse, looked just like Yuffie when she was a child. Although she is kind, she is surprisingly stubborn and cantankerous. Because of their resemblance, every time Cornelia saw Sophie, it brought back memories of her childhood playing with Yuffie. Of course, the way she treated Sophie was subtly different from the way she treated other children.
“What time are you supposed to meet the kids?”
Cornelia asked Speaky. But before she could even give her answer, Maria, who was walking while holding his left hand, took the timing from Speaky to answer, and she shouted first.
“Of course it’s before dinner! Doesn’t the lady know that too?”
“…”
At Maria’s words, veins formed on Cornelia’s forehead. At least before she went to the mansion where Yuffie lived, she felt the need to change the perception of the children a bit.
“I think of all of you as nephews, but you don’t think of me as an aunt.”
“Ugh!”
Cornelia said to Maria with a grim expression on her face, as if she were deliberately disappointed. Delia, Sophie, and Andrew, who were listening to her from the side, had a prickly expression. Eventually, the children turned their arrows of resentment toward Maria, who had been tickling them from the beginning.
“Ugh!”
Although Maria was an old child pretending to be a grown-up, she was still a child, although she often behaved harshly. Maria, who had been mostly with her hot-tempered partner because of her own words and actions, was at a loss when Cornelia gave her brooding expression instead of her hot-headedness. This was Delia’s way. Delia weeps bitterly when Maria reproaches her. She is the type that Maria has the hardest time dealing with. She’d rather be evil and attack like Sophie, she’s not guilty, but if she’s wearing a hurt expression, she’s feeling guilty.
“Maria was wrong.”
“Right. Maria was wrong.”
“Maria is bad.”
“Ugh.”
Maria was shocked. The first three are Andrew, Sophie, and Delia. It didn’t matter what they said. But Spike is different. She overheard Speaky and threw it away. The man who was strangely friendly and wanted to be friendly sighed when he saw his behavior.
Maria opened her mouth and stiffened.
“Uh…Uh…”
“Now. Call me Auntie.”
As Maria went icy, Cornelia smiled and squatted down, meeting Maria’s eyes. Embarrassed, Maria avoided Cornelia’s gaze. Losing her whereabouts, her eyes moved back and forth and turned to Speaky, who was looking at Maria and talking with her expression.
‘Quickly call me aunt!’
Ugh.
Since I was born as the youngest child, I pretended to be an adult as much as I could because I didn’t like her family, where there were no younger siblings or the same age, and all older sisters and brothers. But now, among them, Sophie’s aunt, who quarreled with Maria the most, had to be called Aunt. It was the first time in her 4-year-old life that she felt so humiliated. But Speaky urged. Maria did not want to be hated by Speaky. Because her second favorite person after her mom and dad was Mr. Speaky.
“This… Hee hee…”
“This?”
As Maria whimpered like her broken robot and couldn’t keep up with her words, Cornelia pressured her Maria, pushing her own face more uncomfortably. The more Cornelia urged her, the more the only sounds that came out of Mary’s mouth were jeez. Cornelia looked at Mary with her twinkling eyes. Maria wanted to cry, but she quickly held it back. Because she wasn’t a crybaby like Delia.
At that time, I heard Delia’s voice muttering softly from above.
“Maria. I can’t use it.”
“…Aaaaang!”
That’s how she heard her bitter voice to Delia, who cried whenever she wanted. This, too, is the first time in her life, Maria. That Delia! Delia, who had never said anything unpleasant to people, now spoke her bitter words to Maria for the first time. Sorrow exploded. Her favorite here, her Speaky, was also not on her side. She is now that she didn’t have a single one of her own here. This situation was a very unfair situation for a young 4-year-old girl to accept.
“Uh…Huh?”
Cornelia, who had intended to tease her a little, was taken aback when Maria suddenly burst into tears, screaming at her. She didn’t even think she would cry. And her mother is the person Cornelia hates the most. When Cornelia was little, it was Mary’s mother who even changed her diapers.
She was in trouble