A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 113

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 113

 

The coachman’s brow furrowed.

 

He looked back and forth between Tie and Raul, then opened his mouth.

 

“What’s a little kid doing on a horse over there…”

 

“If you suddenly cut in while driving, you’ll get caught on black box and go to jail! Jail! Prison food!”

 

The coachman’s face became bewildered.

 

He glanced at Tie and the unit members, then quietly turned his carriage to the opposite side.

 

While grumbling and adding his words.

 

“Ah, then why don’t you quickly move forward and get out of the way! What are you doing crawling along with a horse on a road that’s already busy because of the festival?”

 

Great shock appeared on Tie’s face.

 

“H-how could you say such a thing…”

 

The coachman’s comment just now was an insult to a child’s driving skills.

 

And compared to other carriages, Tie wasn’t even going that slowly!

 

Tie stared at the coachman with intense eyes.

 

“Tie was driving at normal speed. Hammer was speeding!”

 

And speeding is really, really dangerous.

 

When she went to the market and saw speeding cars, she remembered what 203 Aunt used to say.

 

‘Oh my? If you speed like that, you’ll take the sky road instead of the regular road.’

 

In other words, it meant you’d get to heaven quickly by being in a hurry.

 

Not only that?

 

‘The hardware store uncle said so too.’

 

‘Look, Tie. You see people driving like this? Someday they’ll definitely! cause a big accident, that’s what I’m saying.’

 

If you drive strangely, you’re bound to have an accident someday.

 

Then you’ll be on YouTube and TV, completely humiliated.

 

Tie let out a deep sigh.

 

Then she looked at the coachman with strangely pitiful eyes.

 

“Hammer, speeding isn’t saving time!”

 

“What?”

 

“It’s wasting life. That’s what the adults said.”

 

The coachman flinched.

 

But Tie kept looking at the coachman until the end.

 

“And also, just because you go slowly doesn’t mean your destination will run away. So if you’re in a hurry, you should have left earlier yesterday…”

 

The coachman burst into a hollow laugh.

 

He exclaimed in bewilderment, ‘What, what kind of kid is this?!’ and turned his carriage.

 

For some reason, he had clearly slowed down compared to before.

 

Tie checked the safe distance that was secured again and made an ‘ahem’ sound while puffing out her chest.

 

“Raul oppa. Tie defeated the aggressive driver.”

 

“Oh, well done, Danzu.”

 

Tie waved one hand as if it was nothing.

 

Then she stared straight ahead again and opened her eyes wide.

 

“Huh? There are more carriages than before!”

 

She had only been bickering with the speeding aggressive cutting-in criminal for a moment.

 

Before she knew it, the bridge crossing the Isera River was completely blocked.

 

In the distance, she could see the bald coachman who had been driving aggressively toward Tie earlier was also stopped.

 

“Child, come here.”

 

Just then, Veil’s voice was heard from the side.

 

When she turned her head, Veil had already dismounted and was extending both arms toward Tie.

 

Tie quickly embraced Veil and got down from the horse.

 

“Maybe there was an accident up ahead.”

 

Basto, who had dismounted with Veil, muttered.

 

Nordics also frowned from inside the carriage.

 

“That’s strange indeed. I’ve never heard or seen the old god’s boundary being this complicated.”

 

It was when the unit members were looking at the endlessly continuing procession of carriages.

 

“We’re screwed! The Paladins have blocked traffic up ahead!”

 

Diagonally ahead, a coachman wearing a strange fur hat shouted to the carriage next to him.

 

Then the neighboring carriage’s coachman frowned.

 

“What?! Then how are we supposed to get in!”

 

“I don’t know either! They say they’re controlling everything because it’s the lantern festival period! It’s chaos up front too!”

 

The unit members unconsciously listened to their conversation.

 

“No, so you’re saying we have to keep waiting here like this?”

 

“I don’t know, it seems like they’re opening the square up ahead, but they’re making a fuss telling all the carriages on the bridge to park there!”

 

“Hah, really…”

 

The neighboring carriage’s coachman finally let go of the reins in annoyance.

 

Basto, who was watching this scene, carefully approached.

 

“Excuse me, what’s happening?”

 

The neighboring carriage’s coachman got down from his horse.

 

He took out a cigar from inside his collar and said.

 

“It’s because of the lantern festival. They suddenly prohibited carriage traffic.”

 

He was about to light it but saw Tie and put the cigar back in his pocket.

 

And he looked ahead at the completely blocked road in frustration.

 

“It seems more people gathered than expected. That makes sense since today is the second day of the festival.”

 

When Tie made a bewildered expression, Enzo, who had been driving the luggage carriage behind, got down and approached.

 

“It’s called the lantern festival, a 3-day festival held in Jedo. It’s an event where people light lanterns and make wishes during harvest season. I didn’t know the dates would overlap like this…”

 

Tie looked across the bridge again.

 

No wonder. She had thought the city center’s lights were unusually bright even though it was late.

 

‘It was because of the festival!’

 

Meanwhile, the neighboring carriage’s coachman continued his conversation with Basto.

 

“They say all the carriages on the bridge now have to move to a nearby unused square, but what kind of situation is this…”

 

“Then what about the cargo loaded in the carriages?”

 

“Well, if it’s urgent, you’ll have to carry it and walk in. What else can you do?”

 

“Pardon?”

 

When surprised Basto looked back at the unit members, Nordics muttered as if troubled.

 

“We have a lot of luggage, including the monster cores…”

 

Nordics raised his head.

 

“I say, about that square where we have to park the carriage. Do you happen to know how long it takes to get from there to Rosewerbel Street?”

 

The coachman’s eyes widened.

 

That was because Rosewerbel Street was a street where nobles’ townhouses were clustered.

 

But he thought for a moment and answered.

 

“It’ll take at least an hour or two on foot. The square is that open field across the bridge. Rosewerbel Street is much further in.”

 

The unit members’ gazes turned to where the coachman pointed.

 

There, an open field where dozens of carriages were already lining up was located.

 

The coachman muttered to himself again.

 

“How many people must have gathered for them to control carriages…”

 

He climbed back onto his horse.

 

“Anyway. Then have a good journey.”

 

It was when Basto and Nordics, who had lost their words after he left, were exchanging glances.

 

“Come, come! Move along!”

 

A loud voice came from up ahead.

 

Soon the blocked path began to clear little by little.

 

“Let’s go for now, child.”

 

Veil urgently picked up Tie and climbed into the carriage.

 

Raul, who had taken the reins again, drove the horses following the paladins’ guidance.

 

How long had they been following the long procession?

 

Before long, they arrived at a run-down square with broken streetlamps and an uneven ground.

 

Tie, who got off the carriage, gulped.

 

‘It’s much bigger than a mart parking lot…!’

 

And before her eyes, dozens, no, hundreds of carriages were parked at regular intervals.

 

“Load this!”

 

“Uh, Your Excellency. Is it okay to bring this kind of cart inside?”

 

“Is the security reliable?! If anyone so much as scratches my carriage!”

 

The surroundings were full of people with fierce expressions.

 

Basto sighed and said.

 

“First, let’s gather the luggage we need to bring inside.”

 

The unit members all began unloading luggage with tired expressions.

 

But the problem didn’t end there.

 

“Child, come here. I’ll carry you on my back.”

 

“Wait a moment, Veil.”

 

At Nordics’ words, Veil, who was about to carry Tie on his back, stopped awkwardly.

 

Nordics looked around and lowered his voice.

 

“It seems like information brokers have attached themselves to us.”

 

At those words, Tie’s eyes widened.

 

But it was true.

 

Looking around, she could feel some kind of busy presence.

 

“They identified us by our appearance. That we’re from Agabert. They’re probably trying to dig up information about Astie.”

 

Just then, Tie spotted someone hiding in the distance.

 

When he made eye contact with Tie, he was startled and hid behind a nearby carriage.

 

But Tie had already seen his suspicious behavior.

 

‘Watching… Tie?’

 

And the reason was to extract information about whether Tie was really powerful or not?

 

Veil looked at Tie as if troubled.

 

“Child. How do you want to move? Still, it would be better if you just let me carry you…”

 

But Tie had already made up her mind.

 

The child shook her head with a determined face.

 

“Tie will walk too.”

 

She was, in name, the leader of Agabert.

 

Now that they had come all the way to Jedo and were under surveillance.

 

She, who was called the Commander King, couldn’t just be carried around by the unit members like a baby.

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