Becoming The Villain's Family

Chapter 119

“Um, I can’t do that.”

The child just cut it off and refused.

“My father told me to never tell the story of the island to outsiders. The world’s order will change and it becomes dangerous.”

I don’t know what you mean, but I don’t want that.

The child threw the leftover skewers into the campfire and shook his head.

‘Ohh.’

She thought he would go fall for the cake and say it all, but it was a surprisingly straightforward answer.

Even though Aria knew it was a dream in her heart, she almost petted the child. But when she realized that the other person was a distant ancestor, she stopped.

‘So what the hell is that kidnapper talking about…….’

A villain who whispers to a child to sell the secrets of the kingdom with a cake as collateral.

‘Is it an imperial noble?’

Because Atlantis became a vassal of the Fineta Empire. She looked at Raymond with squinted eyes.

“The order of the world… You mean that there is a great power here that can disturb the order.”

Although he was rejected, the man still had a gentle smile on his face.

“People are usually afraid of change. But I was just curious about the story behind the beautiful island.”

Then suddenly a man waved his hand towards them.

“Hey, Ca… whatever! Tell me about your whole country!”

“It’s Cavendish.”

Raymond began to explain more about the developed civilization in which he lived.

Then people gathered around him and listened. Having lived on the island for the rest of their lives, they seemed to be very interested in the mystical stories outside the island.

After some time, the people dispersed.

“I want to ride a horse-drawn carriage, too.”

Raymond said to the boy who, seduced by his words, had his eyes lit up like stars.

“Come on, look. Prince. Everyone loves stories.”

“……”

“Just as the islanders want to hear my stories, I also want to hear the stories of this place.”

I’m not hurting anyone. He added so, shrugged his shoulders and gave a harmless smile.

The child was deep in thought.

“There is something that Shadra has entrusted.”

“Who is Shadra?”

“You don’t even know the name of God?”

“You said you gave a name to a God? No, secondly, can you call the name of God as you please?”

“Shadra gave Shadra’s name. And why can’t you call your friend’s name?”

“Huh, really…”

Raymond burst out laughing as if he didn’t know which part to point out.

“I didn’t think there’s just one or two surprises.”

Muttering like that.

“So, what has God entrusted to you?”

“Feelings.”