Let’s Start Part 2 of this Ruined Work

    My body was terribly heavy. I wanted to open my eyes, but I couldn't move my eyelids. My temples were dripping with sweat. My skin sizzled. The breath I exhale was so hot that it gave me goosebumps. I wanted to remove the blanket, but my arms and legs couldn't move.

    Even ordinary people will get sick if they receive Leonhart's killing intent right under their noses.

    So it was natural for Adrian to fall ill. However, I didn't know that I would be so weak that I couldn't even get out of bed for three days.

    ‘Whew, how weak is this body.’

    A fresh sigh escaped my parched lips.

    ‘Haa, now is not the time to be sick.’

    There were so many things to do, but I wasted three days. I'd probably have to suffer for a few more days. I was embarrassed because Adrian was weaker than I thought. Compared to my body when I was a warrior, I wondered if this body had a chronic disease or not.

    I wasn’t hurt anywhere, so I couldn't call a priest. I was so frustrated that I had to suffer from it.

    ‘Should I make a bunch of supplements?’

    Was there any medicine here? I don't think I saw it in Part 1.

    It was when I continued thinking uselessly to forget the pain. I could hear a rustling sound outside the bedroom.

    “Milady, you're here again today. Go back to your bedroom now. You need to go to bed early to grow taller.”
    “I, I want, to see Duke…….”

    A friendly middle-aged voice and a voice of a depressed child. It was the butler and Piace.

    “Duke will miss Milady too. But I told you that you can't see her right now because she’s sick, right?”
    “Ooh eung…….”
    “Now, just sleep one more night. Tomorrow you will be able to meet Duke.”
    “You, you said, said that yest, yesterday too……. Even, even the day before that.”
    “……Did, did I?”
    “Yes, yes, can't I see her for a second?”
    “You know you can't enter Duke's bedroom without permission, right? Didn't you get scolded for that a few days ago?”
    “B, but, but……. I, I want to see her even, even if I get in trouble…….”
    “Fuu, I understand. Milady, then you have to come out immediately after seeing Duke's face. You can't make a sound. You can do it, right?”
    “Eung! Piace can, can do, do it!”

    I heard the door open carefully. In time, the sound of cute footsteps got closer and closer. The child's distinctive wheezing sound was heard nearby. My heart melted as I imagined her looking at me with her tiny face on the bed. It would be insanely cute.

    I want to open my eyes. I miss her. I want to cover the face of the child who will be sullen with worry and tell her I’m fine.

    A soft thing touched my forehead. I thought it was Piace's finger. A very small voice tickled my ears.

    “Hehe, pretty. Sparkle sparkle.”

    You promised the butler you wouldn't make a noise. You cute liar.

    “Duke, Piace will take care of you.”

    Will you? Will Piace give you a hug so that I don't get sick?

    “Hoo- Hoo- Pain, go away. Bye.”

    Soft breath spread over my cheeks. My heart was broken by Piace's cute behavior…….

    ‘Uh?’

    The pain is gone.

    Am I mistaken? No, no. It doesn't really hurt, does it?

    The intense fever slowly went down. The throbbing headache and the pain that felt like splitting my skin were reduced, and soon completely disappeared.

    ‘How, how can this happen……. Don’t tell me?’

    Piace was the protagonist?!

    I was frozen in an unbelievable situation for a while. I couldn't stand the information pouring in and fell asleep.
 

* * *

    Blink, blink.

    I blinked my stuffy eyes a couple of times. As I came into focus, my blurry vision gradually became clearer.

    Until yesterday, I was sick as if I was going to die…….

    Like a lie, my body was light.

    “Hoo- Hoo- Pain, go away. Bye.”

    I was lost in thought, thinking about last night. Looking back, the first day I was possessed was the same. Piace grabbed my finger and blew the wind through her mouth.

    Whispering not to be sick.

    Immediately, my body, which had been dull and foreign as if I was wearing someone else's clothes, was refreshed.

    At the time, I thought it was just a phenomenon…….

    “Piace healed me.”

    The identity of Piace, who was cute like a doll, was a saint. In other words, the genre of Part 2 is not adventure fantasy, but parenting.

    ‘What kind of parenting is that in this ruined work? If the protagonist is a child, do you think it'll be a jackpot?!’

    It seems that he took on the challenge of parenting by following the trends. Oh, I'm speechless.

    Yeah, it's all good.

    ‘What's wrong with me?’

    How many years am I going to be kept here? 15 years? 20 years?

    ‘Am I crazy? I'm not doing it! I can't!’

    Then, a sentence appeared with a cheerful ringtone as if reading my mind.

    [Ddi-ring-]

    [To you who finally figured★out★the★genre★of Part 2

    Parenting genre has ‘Ah! It's been 00 years since I woke up!’ function!

    Don't forget that it can be shortened as much as you want depending on your efforts!]

    ‘Ah…….’

    Come to think of it, the parenting books I read were like that too.

    ‘So it doesn't take a decade, right?’

    But not all problems were solved. The protagonist was too young, but her power was too strong.

    Divine power is not omnipotent. It only heals trauma, not disease. If divine power heals everything, no one in this world will get sick and die.

    ‘But Piace healed me.’
 

    I was a little worried if this was the power of the saint.

    If this fact is known, many people will try to use the child.

    Could it be that the meaning of the title <I Became a Saint to Save the World> is not to save the world from villains, but from diseases?

    ‘Still, since it's a parenting genre, the protagonist won't die.’

    It won't be a heavy story.

    I seemed to know my role roughly.

    Although I was a cold and arrogant aristocrat, I became a tsundere guardian who gradually changed into a human being as I realized love and affection through the child named Piace.

    ‘I guess I'm playing the role of a cold-hearted grandfather or a cold-hearted father in other parenting works.’

    That was all I could guess. I'd have to figure out the rest myself.

    I stared into the air and pulled the string. After a while, I heard urgent footsteps outside, and the door burst open with the butler entered.

    “Master…… You're awake.”

    The butler's demeanor was calm, but he couldn't hide his bewilderment. It was surprising to see that a person who had not been able to open her eyes until yesterday woke up.

    He put his hand on my forehead to check the fever.

    “Excuse me, but let me check your temperature for a moment……. Hmm, the fever really went down. Do you have any other sore spots?”
    “I’m fine. It doesn't hurt.”
    “I think you’re all better now. He said it would take another week for you to recover, but it must have been a misdiagnosis. I'm sorry, I'll fire Dr. Albert soon.”

    You don't have to do that…….

    Dr. Albert was not at fault, but I pretended not to know. Piace's power needed to be hidden until the story strand was drawn.

    “By the way, Master.”

    The butler spoke politely. With blood vessels throbbing on his forehead.

    “How could a nobleman be attacked in broad daylight, even in the middle of the Imperial Palace? How lax is the Imperial security?”
    “…….”
    “If I had known this was going to happen, I would not have reduced the number of attendants. Who on earth was it? I'm really curious about the face of the guy who dared to attack the Duke of the Empire.”

    Leonhart Genetic Philio. aka Philio's third light.

    The butler was very calm and silently angry. Actually, I didn't expect him to react like this. He must be truly loyal to Adrian.

    ‘Is this uncle the type who doesn't care about good and evil once he swears allegiance?’

    “Master, did you see the culprit? Was he a nobleman or a servant? What did he look like? Ah, it's not like this, I'll have to call the painter right away. Let's make a sketch first.”
    “W, well.”
    “You don’t remember? Not a bit?”
    “Eung.”
    “Think about it carefully. Even the smallest clue is fine.”
    “I don 't know.”
    “……Then it would be difficult to catch the culprit.”
    “I guess so.”

    The butler's upright shoulders drooped just slightly. I guess he’s terribly disappointed with that…….

    “Please explain the situation. If I listen, I might remember.”
    “I see. Master is right.”

    The butler immediately summoned someone. She was the maid who accompanied me to the Imperial family.

    “Luna, explain the situation to Master. In as much detail as possible.”
    “Yes, Mr. Butler.”

    Luna answered calmly, bowing her head.

    “Even after the meeting, Master didn't come out. So I went into the conference room to pick you up, but you weren't there. Even the aristocrats said they didn't know. I went to the back garden just in case, but Master was unconscious. When I screamed in surprise, the attendants came running and brought you to the mansion.”
    “Was I alone in the back garden?”
    “Yes, you were alone when I found you.”

    Leonhart must have left me unconscious on the ground and gone back alone.

    I wasn't disappointed or upset. Adrian also sent assassins to Leonhart. It was just fortunate that Leonhart left me unharmed after I fainted.

    “Master, how is it? Do you remember anything?”
    “No.”
    “……Skin color, hair color, or even body odor are good. Do you remember anything?”
    “I think I lost my entire memory when I fell.”
    “…….”
    “Pretend it never happened. It's not that I'm seriously injured.”

    I got out of bed, speaking in a sour tone. Why is it so quiet?

    When I inadvertently turned my head, the butler and Luna were staring at me with shocked expressions.

    “What?”
    “You're still going to request an investigation from the Imperial family, right?”
    “I won't ask for an investigation until I remember.”
    “Aren't you going to send a letter of protest to the Imperial family?”
    “It's annoying.”
    “Meeting the nobles…….”
    “Why meet them?”
    “However…….”

    The butler hesitated a little, then approached me and whispered secretly, covering his mouth with his hand.

    “So, do you really intend to quietly move on, without using this incident as an excuse to claim interests from the Imperial family, accuse someone you don't like as a criminal, or incite the nobles?”

    Ah ah, Adrian……. What kind of person you really are.