This Goblin Won't Give Up!

Chapter 18

"Young Miss, it's time to wake up~," a sweet voice called out to me.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a blond-haired maid standing over me. The bed crib that I was currently in felt like I was lying on clouds. For a second, I questioned where I was, but then I remembered that the night before, I was taken in by the commander after he dealt with the orphanage director.

"There, are we awake now?" the maid asked, picking me up into her arms. She then quickly took care of my needs and then changed my grey romper with a cute blue baby dress. Huh, how did they get a dress my size so soon? It was weird, though. The dress wasn't what mattered right now. Where were Sola and Tully? I looked around, and the room was almost three times as big as the director's office in the orphanage.

"Tu-we? So-wa?" I asked the maid who was putting baby booties on my feet.

"Oh my~. What an adorable little voice our Young Miss has~," the maid said, looking at me with loving eyes. "Those two are busy right now. It's already past noon. You must have been very tired. Don't worry. You'll be seeing them again shortly~," she said, picking me up into the air and carrying me out of the room.

Several minutes later, I was brought into another room where the commander and Sara were. To my surprise, Sara was wearing a lovely green dress, and the commander was wearing a high-end suit.

"Thank you for bringing her," the commander said as the maid placed me down on a nearby couch.

"It was my pleasure," the maid said, bowing to the commander. "The Young Miss is a very behaved child. She didn't fuss at all while being changed or waking up in an unfamiliar environment."

Young Miss? That was the third time that she called me that. What did it mean? I felt like I was forgetting something... wait... last night... he called me his great-granddaughter! Was that really true?

No, it couldn't be true. If it was, that means that he killed his granddaughter, my mother! There was no way that I would believe that something that messed up was even possible.

"Thank you again," the commander said before dismissing the maid.

"As for you, come here," he said gently, walking over and picking me up into the air before placing me in his lap to face him. "Illya. You look so much like her. I can't believe that I didn't see it sooner." His voice was full of remorse as he looked at me.

"You're still just a baby, so this memory will eventually fade and be forgotten, but I need to say that I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He repeated the same words to me several times to me. Tears started to flow out of his eyes, and I could even see the remorse spread across Sara's face when I looked at her.

"I took your mother away from you. I'm the real monster here."

"Uncle, you didn't know," Sara said, trying to comfort him, but it didn't work. "I should have known the moment that I saw Illya or the moment that witch came. She had a part to play in this; I know she did."

"How can I call her my granddaughter after what happened? How can I raise her, knowing that she'll be hunted down when they realize what she is?"

It was true! I am his great-granddaughter! And he knew! He knew that I was a goblin... but he hasn't killed me yet? That's right. He should have killed me by now. What was he thinking? If goblins were the enemies of humans, then even as a hybrid, he should still want to kill me. Wait, Sola and Tully! Did he kill them!?"

"Uncle, what matters right now is not trying to forgive yourself or worrying about what others think about her. What matters is how she feels. And based on that uncomfortable expression she's making, I don't think that she likes seeing her great-grandfather crying more than she does~," Sara said, winking at me, though I doubt she meant anything by it.