My Dream is to Get My Own House - Chapter 120

Episode 120

“Well….”

“No, even if you don’t understand, it’s a misunderstanding. There’s no… there’s no baby.”

“Mung Mungi just heard everything, though?”

“Mung Mungi, do you want to become a completely hairless dog?”

“Eek!”

Mung Mungi quickly fled into the field.

Even if you’re dealing with a baby deity, this isn’t the way to do it.

“What on earth is going on, child?”

“It’s a baby, I’m telling you! A baby! We have to get divorced!”

“Divorce is not an option, absolutely not.”

I have no idea what to do with these wide-eyed adults.

I shrugged my shoulders and looked around.

But right at that moment.

Claude’s eagle eyes pointed to Dylan’s pants pocket, and he exclaimed in astonishment.

“Th-th-there! Look at this dreadful thing!”

“…Huh?”

Inside Dylan’s pocket were neatly folded baby socks.

“Oh my…!”

I felt the need to firmly respond.

“Listen carefully. There’s no baby.”

Dylan’s ears perked up.

“I thought there was…”

“No, there isn’t.”

Duke Saboia interjected.

“There wasn’t?”

“There wasn’t.”

Claude also chimed in.

“There was?”

“No, there wasn’t. It was just nothing.”

Dylan’s eyes drooped.

It might be a bit hard on his feelings, but I was firm, so he should understand, right?

At that moment, Tov’s presence suddenly vanished, and he shook the magic rope around his wrist as he spoke.

“…Seems like everyone forgot, but I’m here too. When do you all plan to transfer the convicts?”

“Are the convicts important right now?”

“Claude, calm down. Obviously, the convicts… aren’t important! Our baby is important!”

“Well, they did cause quite a bit of harm to the empire, so I think the convicts are quite important, in their own way.”

I clapped a few times without enthusiasm and said,

“Of course, transferring the convicts is the most important! For now, Tov, you need to head to the capital.”

Claude grabbed Tov’s shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah. Alright. I’ll send you off and be back.”

“Claude, convey my trust in His Majesty the Emperor’s decision. I believe in his judgment.”

The Emperor might hesitate, but he will undoubtedly choose the best course of action.

The Emperor I know is that kind of person.

Claude nodded and tore the teleport scroll.

Well, now Tov will be interrogated by the Emperor…

“Sweetheart, now it’s time to tell the real story properly. About the… the story that was so dreadful it was too much to put into words.”

…I looked like I was being interrogated by my family, damn it!

“I’m not pregnant.”

“Yeah, my child, if this old man’s own grandchild says so, I believe it. But, uh, maybe, that kind of, that kind of…”

Grandfather, as if he couldn’t have imagined the possibility of my pregnancy until now, trembled slightly and continued to speak.

“Anyway, let’s hurry home. We need to go and rest while getting a thorough medical examination from a doctor. Your lips are already so pale, and you don’t look well.”

“That’s right. It might be a good idea to go to Castilla Grand Duchy and have your condition checked, my lady.”

“There are doctors in the Grand Duchy as well, aren’t there? Well then, we should go to the Saboia Territory.”

The two of them began to argue again.

I exchanged a glance with Mung Mungi and shrugged my shoulders.

It seems like they’ll continue to bicker like this for the next few decades…

“Stop arguing and let’s quickly go to the Saboia Castle! There are doctors there. My husband needs to get treated for his injuries too.”

I smiled wryly and linked arms with the two of them.

The commotion over the pregnancy seemed to pass by lightly.

* * *

Tov was imprisoned in the Imperial Palace prison through a simple process.

After confining him, Claude briefly reported the events to the Emperor.

The Emperor listened attentively to everything that had happened at the Castilla Grand Duchy.

“…So that’s why you’ve arrested him like this?”

“Yes, that’s correct. Ah, all of this is said to be a report to His Former Majesty.”

The Emperor’s eyebrows furrowed.

“His Former Majesty….”

“Yes, that’s right. You can learn the details by interrogating Lotvart.”

The Emperor tilted his head slightly as he observed Claude, who was fidgeting like an itchy dog.

“Claude, why do you seem so busy?”

“There’s an urgent matter.”

“Huh? More urgent than interrogating the Red Castle?”

Claude had no filter.

He said urgently.

“Our baby might have a baby. To kill that despicable person… Ah, I’m sorry.”

“Is that despicable person…”

“It’s Grand Duke Castilla.”

The Emperor’s mouth fell open in astonishment.

The fact that his younger brother was referred to as a ‘despicable person’ left him too shocked to react.

Unbelievable, truly…!

His nephew…!

‘My brother, dying before me!’

He slammed the quill onto the ground and stood up abruptly.

“Ah, this won’t do. We must hold a grand celebration in the Empire!”

“Please refrain from holding a celebration. It’s not appropriate.”

“No, I will.”

A clash of strong egos ensued.

Claude was the first to avert his gaze.

“For now, I must quickly leave to properly ensure Diana’s well-being.”

“Ah, yes. Go quickly. I will interrogate Lotvart.”

“Ah, yes. And there’s something Diana wanted to convey.”

“What? She said she would present her niece to me first?”

“I don’t think so. I simply believe in Your Majesty’s judgment on this matter.”

In that moment, the Emperor’s expression hardened.

“You can trust that. Anyone who has done wrong will face punishment.”

Even if it were the deceased former Emperor.

After Claude left, the Emperor casually pulled the strings, ordering the interrogation of Tov in earnest.

Michael continued Tov’s interrogation up to the third round.

Tov was much more cooperative than expected.

As he looked at the interrogation reports, the Emperor found himself in a somewhat awkward situation.

“The crimes of the <Red Castle> are not as significant as expected.”

Although it seemed like the <Red Castle> did it, there were also many actions carried out by a terrorist group impersonating them.

Furthermore, among the actions attributed to the <Red Castle> so far, there were unexpected benevolent deeds as well.

For example, incidents like bombing attacks by a group of sex offenders, or the assassination of multi-billion-gold economy fraud criminals…

“There’s both virtue and excess, which makes it perplexing.”

As there was virtue, there was undoubtedly excess as well.

It was true that they manipulated righteous individuals into becoming terrorists and created victims of bombings.

The Emperor, with a headache, held his head and rubbed his forehead.

Since the paperwork was finished, it was time to interrogate Lotvart directly and determine the extent of his punishment.

Imagining the weight of the people’s hopes on his shoulders, a hint of a smile appeared before he knew it.

The burden that he, as the Emperor, should bear felt particularly heavy once again.

However, he willingly headed to the prison to shoulder that burden.

And when he arrived at the prison, the Emperor faced a man in front of him.

“It’s been a while. Isn’t that right?”

“You are….”

How could he forget that face?

He had seen Tov before when he visited the former Emperor’s villa a long time ago.

“Father, who are the people living in that house? Why do they keep eating strange things and look in pain?”

“You are to become a ruler, so you need not know the dirt. Forget it.”

“Still, it’s distressing….”

Later, when the Emperor traced the experimental subjects at the villa, all traces had been wiped clean.

Little did he know that those experimental subjects had become the <Red Castle>, wreaking havoc upon the empire.

“So, it’s certain that the former Emperor was responsible for creating the <Red Castle>.”

“It’s fortunate we don’t need to persuade Your Majesty.”

Their gazes met in the middle.

He stood before Tov, who had a smooth smile on his face.

“Tell me in detail.”

Then, he began to listen to the detailed stories about the <Red Castle>, the former Emperor, and Lotvart.

After countless stories that Ishael also knew came to an end, the Emperor chuckled with disappointment.

He had been anticipating it, but his father was even more malicious than expected.

“The culprit behind all of this must receive punishment.”

Whether that person is of noble birth, deceased, or his father.