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BRV Chapter 001
BRV Chapter 001
I pressed the soft bed, I managed to get up, and then I looked at the mirror on the wall, and I
saw...
Fluffy cheeks.
No matter how i look at it, this short body belongs to a four-year-old child
'Again. I'm back again. I can't believe I'm going to live again in this crappy life.'
My name is Leblaine
I was the only orphan born on 29th February, to have divine power and for that reason I am
called 'the child of fate'. I am surely lucky
The child of fate would surely need an impressive backing, so the empress decided to have me
adopted into a high standing noble family.
Just by sitting on the lap of the Empress Dowager and choosing one of her portraits, I became
the child of my chosen family.
1. The Duke of Amiti, a warrior of justice that protects the order of the Empire.
2. The Duke of Val Lua, a well-known family that produced a thousand scholars
3. The Duke of Dubble, who possessed great military power and goods, but was the villain
among the villains.
He was quite a good father. As a prudent, just and rational person, I followed him with respect
as a new father.
It was a peaceful life until she showed up, the real child of fate. In fact, i was a child of false
destiny. Unlike me, who trained for three or four hours a day, but failed to develop my divine
power properly, Mina was a perfect "child of fate."
Mina was dazzling like the sun. She was loved by everyone even the duke of Amiti. Father and
Mina were attracted to each other like fate, eventually with some help Mina become father's
second daughter.
During the drought, she called the spirit and prevented the war through her foresight, And I...
I was happy when I first returned. I thought it was a new life opportunity given by God.
For the second life, I chose "The Duke of Val Lua." But i was badly beaten by duke Val Lua
everyday.
He used to beat me with his hands, saying it was education every day. He only washed and
decorated me when I went to the palace.
I got a beating and hit my head on the edge of the desk, but when I opened my eyes, i was back.
In the third life i ran away. But what can a child do?
The moment I turned out to be a fake, how cold these eyes get.
When I saw three portraits, I broke down and i closed my eyes with my chubby fist.
'I can't just die being a beggar like i did in the past. A family that can live quietly and then defect
without worrying about starvation or death until exile. That's the kind of family i choose.' 'Then
this time–'
"Oh my God."
The maid and Empress, who saw the portrait I chose, opened their eyes wide. When I arrived at
the family to be adopted along with the empress's letter, I saw a man who would be my father
and swallowed a dry saliva.
A neat nose and defined lips. a solid figure concealed by a shirt. Tall height. broad shoulders.
What was strange was that such a beautiful man's eyes was that of a killer.
In conclusion, what I chose was the Duke of Dubble, the villain of this world. The man's
lieutenant stood beside me and said in a very awkward tone.
"The Empress asked you to raise the child."
The Duke of Dubble, touched his sleek chin with his long fingers
Then he made a declaration without hesitation, and said, "Send her back."
"But your excellency, it's a chance to take care of your relationship with the Church. Rejecting
the empress's request at once will complicate matters afterwards."
This is the only place to run away after growing up to a certain extent. Amiti, who puts the
cause before the individual, and Val Lua, who values honor as life, will not even give me a
chance to run away. A man who was not interested in me was perfect for a stepfather.
He didn't seem to understand me. He looks surprised by the sudden babble. 'it hasn't been long
since my return, so my tongue isn't working properly.'
I saw it clearly in my previous lives. This winter, the tax evasion master Dubble, paid a huge
fine.
The Duke has three sons, so I think he can understand. People who had dealt with children
would understand it quite well.
I had hope but quickly gave up. That cold-blooded bastard couldn't have grown his son with his
own hands.
'I wish I could write, but I'm not good at it, so I can't make a difference.'
The Duke hugged me in a blink of an eye. His eyes were so sharp that I could almost feel the
pain in my throat.
"There's a tax audit on December 7th?"
How did you get that? I felt strange. I pretended to be as innocent as possible, just in case he
thought I was not a child.
"Nos."
"You can't believe a four-year-old baby knows the word unannounced tax audit?"
After answering so, the lieutenant ran out of the room quickly. The duke and i looked at each
other.
This appearance, wealth, power, living without a wife must have been because of this...
"Yes."
The woman bent over with me in her arms, and I left the room dangling from her neck.