A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 123
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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 123
‘A child who awakens magical power in a Paladin family is impious.’
This was a fact known to everyone who belonged to the Order.
But there was something even they overlooked.
Where exactly do those impious children go?
Edmund, Leonardo, and Alexander also didn’t know.
Their one and only younger brother.
Not until Theseus became that ‘impious child.’
“Ugh, sniff. Tesetan, it’s okay. It’ll be okay…”
Leonardo still remembered even now.
The sight of the Paladins tearing four-year-old Theseus away from Mother and dragging him off.
“Mother! Father-!!”
The young brother struggled repeatedly with his small body.
The more he did so, the more magical power rampaged irregularly from the child’s body.
The Paladins fastened restraints on Theseus without a moment’s hesitation.
“Ah-!”
The child twisted his body and screamed.
But the knights only watched such a child with indifferent faces.
When Theseus collapsed from resisting, the Paladins finally slung the child over their shoulders like luggage.
“Then we’ll see you after the ‘purification’ is finished.”
With that, the door slammed shut.
In the manor where silence had fallen, Mother let out screams like wails.
Valentis held his collapsing wife while clenching his fists until his knuckles bulged.
It was the day when Theseus, who was born with magical power in the noble Luminen family,
was dragged away to the Central Continent under the Order’s command.
Theseus returned only two months later.
Noticeably thinner compared to the day he left the manor.
“Mother, Father… brothers…”
“Tesetan!”
Eleonora hugged the returned Theseus as if she would break.
“Tesetan, my baby, sob…”
Theseus looked exhausted.
His eyes were sunken from whatever he had experienced in the Central Continent, and his cheeks were hollow.
But the child instead tried to reassure his family.
“I’m okay, Mother. They said I’m all purified now, I’m okay…”
Magical power no longer flowed from the child’s body.
That magical power that had started suddenly one day and had been erupting irregularly ever since.
From the day Theseus returned, he lay sick in bed.
And he couldn’t get up easily.
Only a quiet and gloomy atmosphere pervaded the manor.
The air was cold, and deep shadows lingered over Mother’s face that the three brothers remembered.
“How can I be fine…! When my child is in pain, when he’s crying in pain, how can I…!”
“Eleonora, please…!”
“It’s because of us. If only I hadn’t been a saint who manifested unprecedented holy power. If only you hadn’t been the Marquis of Luminen, Tesetan, our Tesetan would…”
Mother was not in her right mind.
Every time she saw Theseus suffering, she would collapse.
“Purification, they call it. Putting terrible restraints on a young body, on this child’s heart that’s barely a handful, and calling it purification…”
The brothers only learned later.
What the Order had done after dragging Theseus to the Central Continent.
They had placed a kind of sacred restraint on Theseus’s body.
So that magical power wouldn’t burst outward.
So that it would only accumulate layer by layer inside the child’s body.
Without caring at all what kind of pain this would cause the person involved.
But should it be called fortunate?
Before long, an unexpected miracle occurred.
“…Mother.”
“Tesetan!”
Theseus, who had only been sick, miraculously began to recover his strength.
The child gradually began to come out of bed and live normally.
He smiled like before being dragged to the Central Continent, played pranks with his brothers, and.
“Father, I want to do it too!”
At some point, he was able to set foot in Valentis’ Training Ground again.
Eleonora became much more stable seeing Theseus looking healthy.
The nights of crying quietly disappeared, and she no longer skipped meals for days at a time.
Edmund, Leonardo, and Alexander thought.
That happiness had finally returned to the manor.
So from now on, everything would be okay.
It was because they really didn’t know.
The fact that Theseus’s pain still continued.
The fact that as the suppressed magical power accumulated, its level kept rising higher and higher.
The fact that young Theseus was just enduring it all.
…Because they really never knew, even in their dreams.
“Huh?”
Tie stood in the courtyard of the magnificent Luminen Estate and opened her eyes wide.
‘Carriage Hammer and Lantern Hammer?’
It was because the two people greeting her right in front of her were familiar faces again.
The other party seemed equally surprised.
“Ah…”
The day of arrival.
Alexander, who had treated Tie’s knee in the carriage, approached with a bewildered face.
“It’s nice to meet you again. I’m Alexander Luminen.”
Tie gulped.
‘Luminen?’
In this place, surnames are placed after given names.
That meant Carriage Hammer’s surname was the same as Commander King’s.
Also, they said Commander King had four sons,
“Commander King’s son…?!”
Alexander smiled, crinkling his green eyes prettily.
“That’s right. I’m the third son of the Luminen Duchy.”
Tie, who had her mouth hanging open, turned her head.
This time she saw the rich Lantern Hammer standing to Alexander’s left.
“Are you also Commander King’s son, Hammer?”
Edmund extended his hand to Tie.
“As you can see. I’m Edmund Luminen.”
Tie hesitantly took Edmund’s hand and shook it lightly.
Then, the butler standing behind the young masters guided them.
“Please come inside. Commander King is waiting.”
Tie looked around at the unit members before carefully taking a step forward.
Basto, Veil, and the other unit members followed behind her.
After passing through the luxurious corridor, they arrived at an enormous banquet hall.
The dining table in the banquet hall, which could easily accommodate at least two hundred people, was already set with all kinds of food.
And at the head of that table.
“It’s been a while, Commander King.”
Valentis, who had been sitting quietly, rose to his feet.
Feeling his heavy presence once again, Tie gulped nervously.
Meanwhile, a butler pulled out a chair at the seat closest to Valentis.
“This way, please.”
Tie hesitantly shuffled forward.
Then carefully climbed up onto the chair.
A high cushion was already placed on the chair so that Tie could be at eye level with the others.
“The rest of you may sit over here.”
Basto and the unit members took their seats in a row to Tie’s left.
Soon after the three princes of Luminen sat down across from them, Valentis spoke.
“You’ve worked hard. Were there any particular incidents on your way here from the Weapon District?”
Tie’s eyes widened.
‘Any particular incidents…!’
The child was about to quickly raise her hand and tell him about Kaldenbain-Ridge.
Basto gently grasped Tie’s hand under the table.
Tie realized.
‘Oh no.’
The people of the Luminen Duchy, including Valentis, didn’t know that Tie was a child.
She had revealed her secret at the Weapon District and used the Sacred Art of Oblivion to erase the Commander’s memory.
So to stay safe, it would be best for Tie to speak as little as possible.
As expected, Basto spoke on Tie’s behalf.
“We stayed in a village called Kaldenbain-Ridge for about two weeks.”
“Two weeks?”
“Yes. We got entangled with rebels who had usurped the position of the local lord.”
“For such circumstances, you crossed the border of the old gods without much delay.”
However, Valentis gave a brief response and turned his gaze back to Tie.
“Commander King, you seem to have grown a bit taller since last time.”
Tie’s eyes went wide.
She had grown taller!
At such a proud and happy compliment for a child, her resolve to pretend to be the Commander King melted away.
Tie unconsciously wiggled her bottom.
“Really? Actually, Tie has been eating so much food lately…”
“Ahem!”
At that moment, Veil coughed loudly.
Coming to her senses, Tie quickly shut her mouth again.
‘Oh no no no!’
She had made another mistake!
Ever since establishing a base and tasting freedom, Tie kept forgetting that she needed to act as the Commander King.
Tie glanced nervously at Valentis and continued rambling.
“Eat. Eating, so maybe I gained a little weight on the top of my head…?”
But then.
Valentis set down the napkin he was holding onto the table.
Then he calmly looked around the banquet hall.
“If I don’t address this now, similar situations will likely repeat, so I’ll speak up.”
His gaze turned to Tie once again.
“Commander King. The Sacred Art of Oblivion doesn’t work on me.”
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