A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 107

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 107

Inside the lord’s castle’s 2nd floor bedroom where the fireplace blazed brightly.

Drawing the curtains tightly shut, Veil anxiously spoke up.

“What exactly is mana depletion? Exactly how dangerous is it?”

Lucalion, who had been examining Tie, raised his head.

His red eyes, having returned to his boyish form, were deeply sunken.

“I don’t know much about mana depletion in humans either.”

“Kyu…”

Soon Ppupppu leaned her head against Astie’s cheek and wiped away tears.

Lucalion let out a sigh.

“All magic is activated by mana. When mana is depleted, a state of thirst naturally comes to the caster.”

Basto approached closer to the bed.

“I know that too. But nothing like this has happened before.”

Tie had activated tremendous magic countless times before.

But she had never struggled this much until now.

“…Originally, manifesting the dead requires enormous amounts of mana.”

Then Lucalion muttered.

He looked around at the other unit members.

“Remember the spirits Astie summoned in Pearl City?”

Raul and Enzo nodded.

How could they forget?

The shipwreck that fearlessly cut through the stormy sea.

And the blue souls that densely filled the area around it.

“The shipwreck, the spirits, and the skeletons summoned today are all results of Tie using remnants of something to revive a ‘part’ of it.”

“A part?”

“Right. You can tell just by looking at the principle of summoning skeletons.”

Basto’s brow furrowed.

He remembered what Tie used to say about her bone friends.

“…Right. She said she could only summon them if there were graves nearby.”

“That’s inevitable. That’s magic that’s only possible when there are material remnants like bone fragments or corpses nearby.”

“I see…”

“The shipwreck summoned in Pearl City was the same. She called up a ship that had sunk into the abyss and temporarily controlled it. The spirits’ case is fundamentally the same too.”

“Fundamentally the same?”

Lucalion pointed outside the window through a gap in the curtains.

“Originally, spirits are everywhere. We just can’t see them with our eyes.”

Veil gulped.

“The problem is that they have no consciousness. They have no basic memories like who they were or what they did in life.”

“So… they’re souls wandering around not even knowing who they are?”

“Right. What Tie does is inject mana into them to gain temporary control. Literally creating subordinates she can command for a while.”

Raul and Enzo’s gazes met.

From a while ago, Lucalion had been talking as if all of this was nothing.

But Tie was the only mage who could communicate with the dead and inject mana into them.

She was also the first.

Meanwhile, Lucalion continued speaking.

“But connecting the underworld and the world of the living is a completely different matter.”

“…”

“That’s not adding mana to remnants to complete something, but something the caster must do entirely from start to finish themselves.”

Manifestation of souls.

That was an attempt bordering on impossible – trying to perfectly recreate the past life of something already dead.

But Tie had not only manifested a dead person before a living person, she had even made conversation possible.

“She restored the dead person’s memories, emotions, personality, and even physical traces, so it’s natural for her body to be strained.”

“B-but wasn’t there a similar incident in Pearl City?”

Basto spoke up as if confused.

“In Pearl City. Cal Worven saw my dead wife. They seemed to be having a conversation too. Of course, I couldn’t see her, but…”

“That wasn’t a manifestation. It was resentment.”

“What?”

“Your wife showing herself to Cal Worven wasn’t Tie’s will. That woman Eve did it directly by her own will.”

Basto, left speechless, closed his mouth.

Lucalion sighed.

“Also, Cal Worven was on the verge of death at the time. Since the connection between his body and soul was about to be severed, he could see your wife vividly.”

The memories of that day came alive before Basto’s eyes.

The towering waves.

The Death Hound’s ship swaying precariously.

Even Cal Worven trembling like a leaf surrounded by spirits.

“I see…”

Basto slumped into a chair.

Silence descended upon the room, and quiet continued for a while.

“It’s because of me, damn it.”

Veil muttered.

He was looking down at his knees with a pained expression.

On his knees were his hands wrapped tightly in bandages and a silver necklace clutched within them.

“There must have been another way. Listening to what that bastard Reginald was saying, I just couldn’t stand it…”

Instead of answering, Basto stared blankly at Veil.

He didn’t want to blame Veil at this point.

But he was puzzled too.

Why had he, who usually showed no interest in others’ affairs, been unable to restrain himself this time and rushed at Reginald?

“…I worked in a coal mine too. When I was young.”

But at that moment, Veil muttered quietly.

He kept his head down, gripping the necklace in his hand so tightly his knuckles turned white.

“My parents sold me when I was two. To human traffickers and such.”

A bitter laugh escaped Veil’s lips.

“But what that bastard Reginald was saying… was exactly the same as what the manager of the first coal mine I worked at used to say, damn it.”

‘Narrow mine shafts like this are meant for little kids like your brother, boy.’

‘The narrower and lower the mine shaft, the more convenient it is for kids to work in.’

The moment he heard those words, Veil felt all the blood in his body turn cold.

Was it because he remembered the past when he worked until he coughed up blood to avoid sending his siblings to the coal mine?

Or was it because he remembered when he finally left the coal mine and began dirtying his hands?

When he briefly lost consciousness and came to his senses.

Beneath him lay the unconscious Reginald.

Veil’s gaze turned toward Tie, filled with guilt.

“…I should have endured it.”

That’s what he thought as he was being dragged away by soldiers.

I should have endured it. I should have endured it and instead snuck into the castle late at night.

Then I could have killed him quietly, without anyone knowing.

Just like how he had cut the throat of the coal mine manager before leaving his hometown.

“The child is suffering because of me for no reason…”

His gaze was sinking ever more gloomily.

“Mmm…”

A soft groaning sound came from the bed.

Veil quickly raised his head.

Tie had somehow faintly opened her eyes.

“Child?”

“…Tie!”

Everyone jumped up from their seats.

But Tie, who had opened her eyes, looked at Veil first.

“…Brother.”

Veil froze, then answered with a trembling voice.

“Uh… yeah, Child. Are, are you okay?”

However, instead of answering, the child slowly examined Veil’s appearance.

Then she looked at his bandaged hand and said.

“Is brother’s hand okay?”

Veil’s eyes immediately turned red.

Tie stretched out her arm worriedly and grasped Veil’s hand tightly.

“Sorry, Tie is Danzu but came to rescue you so late…”

Veil took a short breath.

‘Brother, did it hurt a lot?’

‘Sorry for making you do dangerous things every day, hyung.’

The faces of the siblings he had left behind in his hometown were overlapping on Astie’s face.

Without realizing it, something dropped onto his knee.

“B-brother. Are you crying?”

Surprised, Tie struggled to sit up from her position.

But instead of answering, Veil roughly wiped his eyes and pulled Tie into his arms.

“You fool. Even so, what were you thinking pushing yourself like that?!”

Despite his rough voice, hot tears continued to pour down his cheeks.

“You haven’t even recovered from your cold yet, so why did you manifest your soul or do such things!”

Then Tie immediately began to pout her lips.

Soon the child answered while sniffling.

“Waaah, Tie just wanted to help Adelin unnie meet her mother…”

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