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Do All Mothers in Childcare Novels Have to Die [Novel] Chapter 27 – Whispers of Light and Shadow

Previously

Liliana sings a commoner's lullaby to Helio until they both fall asleep; Helio realizes his feelings for her are deeper than expected and vows to make her feel safe. The next day, Liliana visits the Imperial Library to study spirit magic and encounters Bail Gabriel, who reveals he is also a spirit user.

Liliana looked down at Choo Choo, who sat quietly on her hand.

Though frightened, Choo Choo was listening intently to Bail's words, as if eager to be freed from the shackles.

Liliana decided she needed to hear this conversation through to the end, if only for Choo Choo's sake.

“What do you sense?”
“May I touch your spirit's shackles?”

Liliana looked at Choo Choo. Choo Choo gave a nod first, and Liliana nodded in turn, extending the hand that held her.

At that moment, Shasha flitted forward and pressed against the iron ball, only to recoil in disgust as if repelled by a foul stench.

“Ugh! What a sickening smell!”

Scowling, Shasha darted back to Bail and clung to his cheek.

Leaving Shasha there, Bail began to roll the iron ball between his thumb and forefinger. Liliana found the sight uncanny. No one had ever been able to see or touch the ball, yet here was another person holding it.

Bail squeezed the iron ball firmly, rolled it across his palm, and then tapped Shasha's back with his index finger.

“It is the power of darkness.”

Bail's tone sounded decidedly ominous. Liliana asked in concern,

“Does that mean it's something bad?”

Bail shook his head with a smile.

“No, not necessarily. It simply pertains to one of the six elemental attributes of spirits. Many equate darkness with evil and assume it is inherently harmful, but that is not the case. The power of darkness merely means a spirit possesses the attribute of shadow—just as the night that falls with the setting sun is a necessary part of the world.”
“Yet the other spirit said it smells foul, did it not?”

Shasha remained pressed against Bail's cheek, visibly unsettled.

“It is true that spirits are averse to conflicting attributes, but in this instance, the dark energy lingering in the iron ball is unusually dense.”
“Is… is that so?”

Liliana tilted her head in wonder.

She did not entirely understand.

Choo Choo had always been bound to the iron ball, yet never seemed repulsed by it. Perhaps Shasha was exaggerating, or perhaps Choo Choo had grown accustomed to it over time. If it were the latter, that was deeply pitiable.

Liliana cast a sorrowful look at Choo Choo, who simply nodded toward the iron ball, seemingly indifferent.

“I don't smell anything strange at all.”
“Really?”
“Though I still want this stupid iron ball gone this instant! It's utterly infuriating!”

Choo Choo's resentment toward the iron ball seemed born of conscious grievance rather than primal aversion. Bail looked thoughtfully at Choo Choo, then murmured in a low voice,

“Fascinating.”
“What do you mean?”
“Is she not a wind spirit? The only attribute compatible with darkness is light. All other spirits naturally abhor dark energy. Yet this spirit feels nothing at all, as though entirely unaffected.”

Liliana's knowledge of spirits was still far too meager.

“Is that truly so strange?”
“Indeed. Can this spirit wield wind magic freely? As a wind spirit ought to?”
“Choo Choo is a wind spirit! I've just grown a tiny bit weaker, that's all!”

Though Bail had voiced no direct reproach, Choo Choo suddenly piped up in protest.

She then turned an aggrieved look toward Liliana.

“Once I'm rid of these shackles, I'll be able to use the wind properly again!”

Liliana offered Choo Choo a comforting look, while Bail glanced between the two of them before offering an apology.

“Forgive me, it seems I spoke carelessly and invited misunderstanding. What I meant is that this spirit's power—Choo Choo's power—appears to be suppressed by the magic within that iron ball.”
“She's no spirit, she's a butterfly! A butterfly!”

Shasha's spiteful remark made Choo Choo's face turn blue with fury. Bail gently peeled Shasha away from his cheek, his expression turning stern.

“Shasha, that is quite enough.”
“Hmph.”

Letting out a petulant scoff, Shasha darted onto Bail's open palm as if hurling itself there in protest.

With a soft sigh, Bail cradled Shasha in his hands. The moment they touched, a flicker of flame ignited, and Shasha vanished without a trace.

Liliana stared with wide eyes, but Bail brushed his hands together as though flicking away specks of dust, his calm smile returning.

“When you forge a contract with a spirit, it resides within its contractor's body.”
“Ah… I see.”

Liliana murmured quietly, and Bail offered a cautious smile before asking,

“Are you familiar with spirits, Your Majesty? I have heard that the Kingdom of Niita is rich in crystal gems, and by extension, spirits of all kinds.”
“I only ever stayed within the confines of my palace. I had no tutor to teach me such things. That is why I came to the library today—to learn the basics.”
“I understand. Still, choosing the right volume from among so many is no simple task.”
“Yes, indeed.”

Liliana nodded, taking his point in stride.

Bail watched her, smiling slightly.

When Liliana turned an inquisitive gaze back toward him, Bail let out a dry, exasperated sigh and murmured,

“In such cases, were you to ask my advice on which text would serve you best, I flatter myself that I could prove quite helpful.”
“Ah, is this to count as one of your three favors?”

Bail finally broke into a soft laugh. Remembering himself before the Queen, he quickly smoothed his expression.

“A small matter like that I would gladly offer freely.”

Liliana fingered the tips of her hair, hesitating. She was not accustomed to having someone offer help so readily.

With Helio, his intentions had been easy to grasp.

She was, after all, a Queen who answered to him, and she felt a certain sense of duty in return. Accepting his aid came naturally.

Bail, however, was a different matter entirely. She knew there had to be an underlying motive behind any help he offered.

Before she could answer, Bail pulled three introductory primers on spirits from the shelves and presented them to her.

Liliana received the books cautiously and immediately opened the first cover. The lines were penned in graceful calligraphy, accompanied by illustrations detailing the traits of the six spirit elements. Turning the page, a particular sentence caught her eye.

[Though light and darkness are commonly believed to be irreconcilable, they are, in truth, the only two attributes entirely blind to one another.]

Pondering the passage, Liliana lifted her gaze to Bail.

“You mentioned sensing the power of darkness within this iron ball, did you not?”
“I did, Your Majesty. Since you have the sensitivity to perceive it, with proper training, you too will be able to distinguish between the attributes.”
“Then… according to this line, could a spirit aligned with darkness or light undo these shackles?”

Bail placed a hand on his chin, considering the thought for a moment before nodding.

“It would certainly stand a far greater chance than wind or fire.”
“What if I were to form a contract with a spirit of darkness or light?”
“No!”

While Liliana contemplated a way to free Choo Choo from the iron ball—wondering if contracting a light spirit might be the answer—Choo Choo reacted with fierce defiance, throwing a frantic tantrum.

“What?! A contract with another spirit?! Absolutely not!”
“But how long can you go on like this…?”
“You could simply find someone with a light or dark spirit and borrow their aid instead!”
“Would that really be faster…?”
“Without question, it would.”

Bail answered firmly.

“In fact, I happen to know someone who holds a contract with a light spirit. How would you like me to introduce you, by way of assistance?”

Bail's eyes gleamed; he was clearly not about to let this opening slip by. Yet Liliana did not answer right away, regarding him with wary caution.

“And who might this person be?”
“My sister, Agrina Gabriel.”

A Gabriel again.

Liliana's guard went up at once. Noting her wariness, Bail took a respectful step back and inclined his head slightly, continuing in an even, measured tone.

“As I said, I do not see eye to eye with the current head of House Gabriel, and neither does my sister. Naturally, you need not take my word for it just yet. Only after you receive the assistance I promised can you decide whether to take my hand or walk your own path.”

Bail was demanding nothing from her for the time being.

Liliana looked at Choo Choo, who hovered helplessly in her shackles, and then glanced at Bail's crimson hair. Drawing a quiet breath, she spoke evenly.

“Very well. I shall meet with Lady Gabriel.”
“Then name the time, and I will see to the arrangements.”
“Understood… Until then.”

Liliana handed the books to Sophia and hurried away from the alcove. Having achieved his aim, Bail made no move to follow.

Once they had left the library and turned onto a quiet corridor, Sophia asked in a worried murmur,

“Are you certain it is safe to cooperate with someone from House Gabriel?”
“I am not entirely sure. But just as Her Highness advised, I must tread carefully and gather allies. She made a subtle mention of House Gabriel as well. I may not be skilled at swaying people to my side, but at the very least, I must keep a close watch on those who approach me.”

Liliana managed a faint smile, though fear still gnawed at her chest. She had no real experience with such intrigues.

Having grown up confined to a modest palace in Niita, managing household pennies was familiar enough, but politics was an utter mystery to her.

What she did best was staying hidden in the shadows, surviving by escaping notice. Yet Bail's proposal was the exact opposite of remaining unseen.

“In any case, if I can gain an ally within House Gabriel… if it works out, surely that would be a good thing, wouldn't it?”

Liliana asked hesitantly. Sophia tilted her head, considering the matter before speaking.

“By the way, Your Majesty, is there truly a spirit with you?”
“Of course there is! I'm right here!”

Choo Choo puffed up with pride, planting her hands firmly on her hips.

Liliana let out a soft laugh and teased her, lightly tapping Choo Choo's head with a fingertip.

“Even if you are, no one else can see you.”
“Is she really right there?”

Sophia murmured, reaching out toward Liliana's hand. But having no spiritual affinity, she could neither see nor touch the spirit, and her fingers passed harmlessly through empty air.

Exchanging quiet banter, they drew near the Emerald Palace, only for Sophia to freeze in surprise.

“Whose carriage is that?”

Liliana, too, caught sight of the carriage drawn up before the palace steps.

She recognized its crest at a glance.

“Vesty Gabriel.”

The very person Liliana feared most was waiting right outside the Emerald Palace.

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