The Baby Fairy is a Villain

“Haa, haa….”

 

She lost so much blood that her vision was blurred.

 

Before her eyes, she couldn’t see everything right, and it was all hazy.

 

Richesia, who had just emerged as a fairy, was young and immature.

 

Fairies who did not know how to handle their powers properly were delectable prey and an excellent toy with which to play.

 

The hunters easily surrounded Richesia.

 

So far, she has been lucky enough to survive, but this time, she had a strong hunch.

 

She is really going to die today.

 

The tears she had been holding back to the end were welling up.

 

Why?

 

How can?

 

Why is it me?

 

I didn’t want to be a fairy.

 

Never once.

 

I just wanted to live a normal life.

 

Tears mixed with blood ran down her cheeks.

 

Richesia continued running without stopping.

 

A hard stone beak was kicked at her foot.

 

“Argh!”

 

The body that was staggering and running eventually collapsed.

 

Richesia collapsed on the floor.

 

A body already full of injuries hit the ground.

 

A suffocating pain ensued.

 

She couldn’t even groan appropriately because of the pain.

 

She thought, trying to calm her trembling body.

 

She has to wake up soon.

 

But all she could do was wiggle her fingers a little.

 

Her body couldn’t move anymore.

 

Her vein went numb.

 

Only one thought flooded her mind.

 

Richesia thought blankly.

 

I am really going to die.

 

The last moment is in the back alley of the slums, and it is really pathetic.

 

Blood slowly spread out, soaking the dirty dirt road.

 

It was a time when she waited for the approaching death amidst the smell of blood vibrating everywhere.

 

“….”

 

Richesia’s mouth opened.

 

It was because of the white hand that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

 

White, clean hands had unusually long and pretty fingers.

 

Who has such pretty hands?

 

Even while dying, she was curious, so she lifted her gaze with difficulty.

 

A blue light appeared in the blurry vision.

 

Its eyes resembled the sea and the sky.

 

The moment she saw those clear blue eyes, she suddenly had a thought.

 

Wouldn’t it be better to die by this person than to die by the hunter?

 

Then, at least her corpse won’t be insulted.

 

Gathering the last of her dying strength, she stretched out her hand.

 

She begged, barely holding on to the tips of the white fingers.

 

“Kill me….”

 

After those words, Richesia lost consciousness.

  

***

  

She didn’t pass out the whole time.

 

She doesn’t remember it well, but she did get conscious in between.

 

It wasn’t clear that her mind had come back.

 

It seemed like she was talking nonsense because she just opened her eyes.

 

It was the same as praying for help, begging to find her mother.

 

Fragments of shattered memories revealed that she had committed a shameful act.

 

When she came to her senses, it was in the middle of the night, and it was dark.

 

“…!”

 

Richesia jumped up from the bed, startled.

 

She was startled by the feel of the soft blanket she was clutching in her hand, then looked inside tremblingly.

 

And she let out a sigh of relief as if collapsing.

 

“Haa….”

 

Her body was fine.

 

She thought the hunters would have cut off at least one arm or leg….

 

Bandages were also neatly wrapped around the wounded body.

 

Judging from the bitter smell of herbs lingering in his nostrils, she seemed treated correctly.

 

While checking her body condition, she tremblingly checked her ankle.

 

Fortunately, there were no shackles or chains.

 

However, Richesia did not relax.

 

She has been through too many things so far to believe it was an act done solely with good intentions.

 

She looked around for a useful weapon and picked up a fork that had fallen beside the bed.

 

Creak.

 

The old wooden door opened with an unpleasant sound.

 

Richesia immediately grabbed a fork.

 

When the door opened, she glared at the person who came in, but her hand slightly lost its strength.

 

He was a boy who still had a hint of youth on his face.

 

It was similar to or younger than Richesia, who was sixteen.

 

The boy’s features were surprisingly well-groomed.

 

The precious silver hair and clear, vivid blue eyes made the boy’s atmosphere more sleek.

 

He held a basin of water and a dry towel in his hands, which were as beautiful as the first snow of winter.

 

He looked at Richesia, who was wary and put the basin and towel on the floor.

 

Without recklessly approaching, he stood before the door and thought for a while before opening his mouth.

 

“… Because today is the full moon.”

 

He chinned the window.

 

“It’s nice to see the moon.”

 

He didn’t know what to say, so it felt like he was spitting out anything.

 

As she looked at him dumbfounded, the boy hesitated momentarily before speaking.

 

“You must be hungry, I’ll bring something to eat.”

 

He closed the door again and disappeared.

 

Richesia, who finally relaxed, dropped her fork.

 

She woke up immediately, but her hands shook slightly because it was too much.

 

Richesia took a slow breath.

 

She was so nervous that her heart was still beating fast.

 

She took a deep breath and suddenly looked out the window.

 

‘… Ah.”

 

A huge and pretty moon was floating in the night sky.

 

It was a round and beautiful full moon.

 

She couldn’t take her eyes off the elegant silver moon.

 

Until the boy returned, she kept looking at the moon.

 

After a while, the boy returned and brought soup and a loaf of bread.

 

He placed the tray of food on Richesia’s lap.

 

Richesia stared at the bowl of food.

 

Thin soup and little wheat bread.

 

Her stomach hurt from starvation for a long time.

 

She wanted to put it in her mouth immediately but couldn’t eat it.

 

The memories of getting into trouble with drugged food tied her hands together.

 

The boy sitting in the chair beside the bed immediately noticed why Richesia was hesitant.

 

The boy let out a small sigh and picked up the soup bowl.

 

Then, while making eye contact with Richesia, he brought the bowl to his mouth.

 

Gulp.

 

The neckline moved clearly.

 

After taking a bite of the soup, the boy tore off a corner of the bread and put it in his mouth.

 

After confirming that the boy had thoroughly chewed and swallowed, Richesia raised the spoon.

 

The moment she ate the warm soup, tears flowed down.

 

She couldn’t help but burst into tears.

 

She didn’t want to cry but cried like she was broken.

 

The relief of surviving.

 

And it was because of the mixed feelings about the food she hadn’t had in a long time.

 

“….”

 

The boy looked the other way without speaking.

 

Richesia ate the soup and ate the bread while sniffling.

 

After emptying the bowl cleanly without any bread crumbs, she felt full and drowsy.

 

It was as if the tension had been released.

 

Blinking slowly, she looked at the boy.

 

“I don’t know what happened.”

 

The boy took the tray and said.

 

“I am an apprentice knight of the Holy Empire. I have no intention of doing anything, so you can rest assured.”

 

The boy’s remark made Richesia feel as if she had been hit in the head.

 

An apprentice knight of the Holy Empire.

 

Ordinary people would have put their heart and trust in that status.

 

However, to Richesia, a heretic existence was one of the most avoided opponents.

 

Thankfully, the boy didn’t know that Richesia was a fairy with discordant powers.

 

If he had known, he would have swung his sword right on the spot, let alone saved her.

 

‘Somehow, his appearance looked like a holy knight.’

 

Still, she hasn’t been caught yet, so wouldn’t it be okay to stay here a little longer?

 

She would have been caught within a few steps if she had run away now.

 

Her physical condition was at its worst.

 

‘And I’m so sleepy….’

 

She was already half-conscious because of the unbearable drowsiness.

 

After slowly closing and opening her eyes a few times, the hesitant boy raised his hand.

 

She blankly watched what he was doing.

 

The boy carefully laid Richesia down.

 

The hand that covered her with the blanket and wiped her sweaty forehead was warm.

 

As she obediently accepted the boy’s hand, he said.

 

“Just sleep.”

 

Like magic, she immediately fell asleep as soon as she heard those words.

 

She thought she had to run away as soon as she woke up tomorrow.