A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 17

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 17

“What did I steal and run away with?”

Basto’s voice trembled low.

His expression was completely distorted.

The Paladin answered him.

“I don’t know the details either. I’m just following orders from above. According to my superiors, you engaged in behavior inappropriate for becoming a mercenary…”

“The behavior inappropriate for becoming a mercenary was done by that bastard Cal!”

When Basto slammed the table with a thud, dust fell from the ceiling.

Even Veil was startled and looked at Basto, seeing the fierce anger dwelling in his eyes.

Basto continued, bursting with indignation.

“Just be honest! Did that bastard Cal Worven bribe your superiors? To make sure I can never work as a mercenary again!”

The Paladin flinched.

His anxiously wavering eyes and furrowed brow showed that he had been hit right on target.

“Just what kind of person is that bastard Cal Worven backed by that the corruption reaches all the way down here? Tell me right now!”

“Basto Paerix. That’s…”

“How long has it been since I left that bastard’s mercenary group! If anything, he’s the one who followed me around stealing credit…!”

Basto gasped for breath.

He seemed too angry to speak properly.

Tie stared at Basto in surprise.

‘Uncle Basto… his eyes are red.’

Basto’s eyes were bloodshot red.

His clenched fists trembled faintly, and his Adam’s apple moved slowly several times.

Tie’s eyebrows gradually drooped.

‘He’s thinking about his family.’

Uncle Basto’s family had left this world because of the bad Cal.

Tie looked at the Paladin again.

The Paladin was looking at the furious Basto with a somewhat complicated expression.

‘He doesn’t seem like a bad person…’

Tie knew what bribes were too.

When they watched TV together, 107 Grandmother and 203 Aunt talked about similar things every day.

‘Look! That bastard, you can tell he took money! How could that happen without taking money? Huh?’

‘Sister, these days they give money in strange ways.’

‘Strange ways? How do they do it strangely?’

‘Instead of putting it in apple boxes, they openly put it in luxury bags?’

‘Oh my…’

Right, bribes are about feeding money to someone.

Not putting it in apple boxes but in luxury bags, asking them to move as they please.

Originally you shouldn’t do that, but there are many scumbags in the world…

“How can my identification number be restored?”

Basto growled low at the Paladin.

The Paladin pressed his lips tightly shut, then opened them in a small voice.

“…I know your situation too. I also know well that Cal Worven is a pretty rotten guy.”

“Then why the hell!”

“In principle, I shouldn’t be saying this, but…”

The Paladin checked that the tent entrance was closed, then continued.

“The person Cal Worven bought off is no pushover.”

Silence fell.

Veil frowned, and Nordics remained silent.

Tie also vaguely understood and tilted her head.

The Paladin continued.

“The commander who was recently appointed to the 1st Gate. You’ve heard about it, right?”

Veil, who was well-informed about Gateway news, stepped forward with narrowed brows.

“I know. The rumors are already spreading throughout the area, right? Isn’t he the guy the Emperor personally placed?”

The Paladin made a shushing sound and looked toward the entrance again.

He leaned his upper body close to the table and continued.

“Even among the Paladins, there’s a lot of talk about him. We can turn a blind eye to a reasonable extent, but he goes too far. He interferes so blatantly that there’s talk even within the unit.”

Veil narrowed his brows as if dumbfounded.

“What good will talk do? He’ll never get fired anyway.”

“…Right. That’s the problem.”

The Paladin looked at Basto with pity.

“I don’t know exactly, but seeing how he’s still doing this to you even after you newly passed the mercenary exam, it seems the commander received quite a large sum from Cal Worven.”

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

Though he had countless grievances and frustrations, it meant there was ultimately only one way to break through this situation.

“So in the end, money is needed?”

A very large amount of money at that.

The Paladin nodded.

Veil let out a hollow laugh, and Nordics clicked his tongue.

Basto felt dazed and stopped moving, standing blankly while looking at the Paladin.

Money.

How could he have any of that left now?

Even the reward money he should have received for conquering the Mastone had been completely stolen by that bastard Cal.

An ominous premonition spread through his mind.

Perhaps he might never be able to become a mercenary again.

The mercenary work of hunting monsters was like the only thread connecting his life and himself.

‘That work I’ve been doing with the heart of avenging you, Eve, and Lilia…’

His nose stung and breathing became difficult.

Basto slowly lowered his head.

However, he soon pulled himself together and covered his eyes with his thick hands.

“…Veil.”

He felt Veil looking at him.

“Time is pressing, so you take Sire and enter Jedo first. I’ll find a way here and later…”

“How much did that bastard Cal eat?”

At that moment, a cold voice was heard.

When he looked up with a start, he saw Astie leaning crookedly in her chair, looking at the Paladin.

Astie had a rarely angry face.

“I’m asking how much that Cal, who’s worse than a dog, gave to your commander!”

The Paladin seemed flustered, but soon answered hesitantly.

“Th-that is. I don’t know well, but I heard he received some chest full of bills…”

It was at that moment that Tie climbed up on the chair.

The child reached behind her back and took off the pink bag she was carrying.

Then she silently opened the zipper with a zip- and turned it upside down over the table where everyone was gathered.

Then dozens of somethings rolled and spilled onto the table.

Pure gold bracelets engraved with ancient patterns.

Necklaces set with fist-sized sapphires, hair ornaments made by intricately crafting gems never seen before.

Pearls, diamonds, garnets, emeralds, rubies, spinels, amethysts, topaz…

These were things that the bone friends who emerged from the ground had picked up and given to Tie one by one on the day they conquered the Mastone.

“Me. Tell this great mage Sorcerer King to give more.”

Everyone stared at Tie with their eyes wide open.

Only Tie tilted her head slightly.

“Selling your conscience for a measly few boxes of cash?”

Then she added.

“I’m different from such petty guys! Tell them to put it in a designer bag and give it openly.”

Paladin Caut, who had left the tent, returned exactly one hour later.

“…Basto Paerix. This is your new identification number.”

Holding Basto’s new identification number approval documents in his hand.

Naturally, only the section for writing the mercenary group’s name remained in the registration form.

“Make it Agabert.”

Tie readily answered the Paladin’s question about the mercenary group’s name.

“What, the name’s better than I expected? Huh?”

Veil’s eyes widened in surprise,

“Ooh- Agabert. How did you come up with that?”

Basto and Nordics also stared at Tie as if it was unexpected.

Tie lifted her chin as if it was nothing special.

“Just made it up randomly.”

But it was actually a lie.

‘…Mercenary rankings.’

Tie’s gaze turned toward the huge paper attached to one side of the tent.

While the Paladin was away, Tie had carefully read every single letter written on the paper from beginning to end.

‘The small letters were too small to see, but I could see the big letters.’

The big letters were the names of mercenary groups.

Those currently ranked on the continental rankings.

Among them, what definitely caught Tie’s attention was the name of the 1st ranked mercenary group.

Looking at the clearly written name, Tie had simply thought.

‘Ooh- that would work if I reverse it!’

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