A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 143

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 143

 

One week later.

 

Central Branch of the Compensation Office.

 

Beep-

 

Beep-

 

Beep….

 

In the silent office, red light blinked regularly.

 

It was the light that came out every time Compensation Office employees Ornel and Remi operated the scanner.

 

When the examination of all cores was finished, Remi began gathering the cores into a bag with tired eyes.

 

Ornel, who had put down the scanner, raised his head.

 

A knight with a calm atmosphere sitting across from him—no, a mercenary—was looking at him.

 

Ornel asked.

 

“Um, yesterday you brought a bag of cores obtained from a small Mastone, didn’t you…?”

 

“Yes, that’s correct.”

 

“The day before that, you sieged a medium Mastone.”

 

“Yes.”

 

The day before that was two small ones….”

 

“Probably so.”

 

Ornel was at a loss for words and closed his mouth.

 

“Ah, the compensation goes this way.”

 

Meanwhile, another member of Agabert was loading the compensation into a cart.

 

Watching this scene, Ornel barely managed to part his lips again.

 

“Just how do you do it…?”

 

Enzo, who had been counting bags of gold coins, raised his head.

 

Raul, who was beside him, asked back with a faint smile.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“The sieges! How do you do them so quickly?!”

 

20 years working at the central branch.

 

Ornel had met countless mercenaries during that time.

 

And most of them were people with considerable reputation in the mercenary industry.

 

Only people of that caliber would travel to The Order, form alliances with Paladins to siege Mastones, and such.

 

However,

 

‘Even the famous Grim Reaper or Trevaga didn’t bring cores at this speed!’

 

Ornel recalled the past week with a dizzy head.

 

Agabert had visited the Compensation Office without missing a single day.

 

To register siege facts and exchange monster cores for compensation.

 

“Are you perhaps dividing up byproducts from Mastones you sieged in advance and bringing them separately?”

 

Raul burst into laughter.

 

“The scanner would tell you that even without us, Director.”

 

Looking toward the scanner, Remi answered in a dry voice.

 

“…The coordinates are different. Today’s are from Gargonta Swamp, yesterday’s are from Selbun Glade Plains.”

 

Ornel’s mouth opened wider.

 

“T-that’s exactly it! That makes it even stranger! Gargonta Swamp is in the north of the Empire, and Selbun Glade is in the south…!”

 

“Well, that’s right?”

 

“It takes a month just to travel between those two places once! But you’re saying you visited both today and yesterday respectively…?”

 

Ornel shook his head vigorously as if trying to regain his senses.

 

Then he swallowed dry saliva and pressed Enzo.

 

“I got it! You must be using multiple Idongchin overlapped, right? But can you do that with Idongchin? If you burn dozens of Idongchin just to siege one Mastone, wouldn’t that be a loss instead? No, wait. Is it not Idongchin…?”

 

Idongchin wasn’t something that could unconditionally get you close to Mastones just by using multiple sheets.

 

Due to safety issues, they usually activate leaving a distance that takes anywhere from two hours to a day to walk.

 

“Then just how….”

 

As the confusion in Ornel’s eyes grew deeper, Enzo spoke playfully.

 

“How we sieged them isn’t important. What’s important is that we did siege them. Thanks to that, Mastones threatening innocent Empire citizens are decreasing daily, right?”

 

He smiled good-naturedly while putting bags of gold coins into the cart.

 

And patting Raul’s shoulder, he said.

 

“Let’s go, hyung.”

 

The two men stood up, bowed to Ornel and Remi, then withdrew.

 

“Well then, we’ll see you tomorrow.”

 

The office door closed with a thud.

 

Ornel made a “Huh!” sound and slumped into his chair.

 

“Has the Commander King… gone crazy?”

 

Mastones are scattered sporadically across the entire continent.

 

So normally it takes several weeks just to go siege them, and several more weeks to return.

 

Not only that?

 

Whether Paladins or mercenaries, being human, it’s normal to take a few days of rest after fighting hard battles with monsters.

 

‘But sieging Mastones without rest? Just how did they traverse such long distances so quickly….’

 

During the past week, Ornel had met almost all members of Agabert except the Commander King.

 

On the third day, he even met a middle-aged female housekeeper who worked at that house.

 

‘Oh my, all our unit members are very busy. So I came instead.’

 

That housekeeper, despite not being a mercenary, brought along a young boy and took the compensation.

 

He was worried they might get robbed of the compensation on the way back.

 

“Director, this.”

 

Then Remi brought documents related to Agabert.

 

It was a document stating that registering today’s cores had caused another ranking change.

 

“9th place?”

 

Surpassing three top-tier mercenary groups in one week.

 

Ornel stamped the document while muttering like someone who had lost their mind.

 

“They’re crazy, yes. Definitely crazy….”

 

He recalled the Commander King who brought tremendous amounts of cores and smiled cheerfully as if playing children’s games.

 

Since that first meeting.

 

In Ornel’s mind, the Commander King was recognized as terror itself.

 

“They’re a worse monster than Tessetan. It gives me chills.”

 

“I get chills from this workload.”

 

He was so busy recalling the Commander King’s appearance that he didn’t properly hear what Remi had said.

 

Meanwhile, Remi took the stamped Agabert documents and moved to another spot.

 

The center of the office.

 

She headed toward where wooden boards were installed across the entire wall.

 

The wooden boards had status reports of active mercenary groups posted on them.

 

Remi was fixing Agabert’s document to the right end when she discovered something and closed her mouth.

 

On Trevaga’s document posted in the middle of the board, recently updated content was briefly displayed.

 

[Trevaga – Status Report.

 

Siege activities in the northern continent remain vigorous.

 

Thanks to this, considerable profits have been secured from the Escaro Duchy, and His Majesty the Emperor views this positively.

 

P.S.: There was an unpleasant conflict between some Trevaga unit members and the Order. Currently all are safe….]

 

Remi left the front of the wooden board with a disgusted expression.

 

“…It’s not just Agavert. The mercenaries, they’re all insane….”

 

Meanwhile.

 

Tie was sitting in a dining hall chair, waiting for Raul and Enzo.

 

As she swung her legs back and forth, Veil, who was sitting beside her, asked.

 

“Child. Are you going again tonight?”

 

Tie shook her head.

 

“No? Today is a rest day!”

 

Veil immediately looked surprised.

 

“You’ve been begging to go siege every day. What wind is blowing today?”

 

Instead of answering, Tie gestured to her side.

 

In front of Ppupppu, who was on the dining table, lay Marbas, whose wood grain had dried and twisted over the past few days.

 

[Ugh, I can’t do any more…! I must conserve my strength for today at least!]

 

Tie shrugged her shoulders.

 

“Marul says that enhancing two Idongchin every day is too hard. So Tie told him to rest today and tomorrow. Tie is a kind boss!”

 

A satisfied expression spread across Veil’s face.

 

“Right, you need to rest sometimes too.”

 

For a week, the unit members had sieged Mastone without missing a single day.

 

Small ones were easily sieged even without Tie stepping in, and medium ones weren’t too difficult either.

 

Now that Agabert had so much money it was rotting away.

 

Just having proper weapons and armor had dramatically increased the unit members’ combat power.

 

“Kamang, you did something big.”

 

But more amazing than any weapon or armor was Lucalion’s barrier.

 

Ppupppu’s fog also seemed to help by momentarily blocking the monsters’ vision.

 

“Compared to when we ran missions without eating properly, our movements are incredibly light, you know? People really need to be well-nourished.”

 

Just as Basto chuckled at Veil’s words.

 

Ding!

 

The entrance bell hanging in the dining hall rang clearly.

 

Tie jumped down from her chair.

 

“Raul and Enzo must be here!”

 

Tie went to the entrance with quick steps along with the unit members.

 

And opened the door wide.

 

“Raul, Enzo…! Huh?”

 

But standing in front of the door weren’t the Wavrill twins.

 

“Excuse us! We’re a bit late because the sea route was blocked…! We came to pick up our Selina!”

 

There stood their neighbors from the front mansion.

 

The Belmore Couple, with faces that looked ready to cry at any moment.

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