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Surviving as the Devil’s Child

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I didn’t even want to make eye contact with him yet.

Bihan huffed and followed Warren out.

Masha let out a soft sigh and picked me up.Full novel: Surviving as the Devil’s Child — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

“My lady, were you scared?

Lord Warren is so intimidating that all the children in the dormitory burst into tears the first time they saw him.

But you didn’t even cry.”

Lately, I had grown to like being held in Masha’s arms.

She smelled wonderful, and her embrace was soft and warm.

Though I had regressed so many times, I had never been held in such an embrace, in this way, even once.

Masha.

Even if the world ends, I will protect you.

“Abyaaa.”

“Oh dear, did you wet yourself?”

“…”

* * *

Now, I slept in the crib, while Masha slept on a small bed in the corner of my room.

I tried telling her to sleep comfortably in the larger bed (“Byaaa.

Amoooo.”), but it didn’t work.

I stared quietly at the moonlight filtering through the curtains.

Perhaps because I was in a child’s body, the passage of time felt incredibly slow.

‘I’m bored.’

I need to at least be able to walk to get anything done.

After the first destruction of the world, I lived an incredibly busy life.

To prevent the apocalypse and build my strength, I hadn’t wasted a single second.

In my very last timeline, when I regressed to around five years old, I had practiced my swordsmanship with broken tree branches even though my skills had already reached mastery.

All to become stronger.

And yet, here I was, reduced to just breathing while lying in a crib carved with Bihan’s face.

I couldn’t stand the waste of time.

I turned my gaze to the “normal mobile” Warren had bought.

It was a mobile adorned with miniature swords, shields, dragons, and wizard staffs.

It wasn’t exactly normal either, but it was a massive improvement over Bihan’s.

Staring at the motionless mobile in the windless room, I gently tried to gather mana.

As mana gathered in a fragile body not even a year old, my blood vessels began to scream.

‘This isn’t going to work.’

I quickly broke my concentration.

‘I want to at least be able to use Clairvoyance.’

Clairvoyance.

It was one of my special spells.

It was a technique I had extorted from a dragon after defeating it in one of my past timelines; it wasn’t something a human could learn on their own.

Being dragon magic, it required an immense amount of mana.

No human mage would possess enough mana to cast it.

But with Clairvoyance, I could observe distant places without moving an inch.

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