A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 173

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 173

 

A puzzled expression crossed Lucalion’s face.

 

“Is it really impossible for your father to remember you?”

 

“Yeah!”

 

Lucalion pondered and asked back.

 

“Why are you asking something like that?”

 

Tie fidgeted and looked down.

 

“Well, Father seems to have gotten a little nicer to Tie.”

 

“Nicer?”

 

“Yeah! When Tie told him she was a child, he treated her better than before! He didn’t say mean things, and he didn’t glare at her scary-like!”

 

“….”

 

“So maybe there’s hope…? Father might remember someday that Tie is actually his daughter!”

 

The room fell into silence.

 

Tie waited for Lucalion’s mouth to open.

 

After a long while, Lucalion spoke.

 

“Honestly, the possibility is slim.”

 

Tie’s eyes grew wide with disappointment.

 

Lucalion took Tie’s hand and pulled her toward the fluffy sofa.

 

“But your father could unconsciously recall memories of South Korea.”

 

“Really?!”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Lucalion spread one hand in front of Tie.

 

Black dots gathered above it and transformed into several old sheets of paper.

 

“I tore these from the Imperial Palace Library.”

 

Tie swallowed her saliva and lay down on the floor.

 

Lucalion spread the papers in a row on the floor.

 

The faded papers were densely covered with squiggly letters that Tie didn’t recognize at all.

 

“It’s written in ancient language, but… it’s about dimensional magic, specifically time magic.”

 

Ppupppu and Marbas, who had approached at some point, also lit up with interest.

 

Lucalion pointed to paragraphs on the paper one by one as he spoke.

 

“Look here, the words ‘Orta’ and ‘Rundle’ appear.”

 

As Lucalion’s hand passed over them, ink marks automatically appeared above the words.

 

Tie forgot to blink and concentrated on Lucalion’s explanation.

 

“Orta. One born following the original flow. And Rundle. One who possesses gaps in time and has been changed.”

 

Lucalion stared at Tie.

 

“Tie, you are a Rundle in This World. Because we came from the future.”

 

Tie’s eyes spun round and round.

 

However, the child answered spiritedly after a moment.

 

“Tie knows too! Here, Tie hasn’t even been born yet, right?”

 

“Correct.”

 

Lucalion pointed to the paper next to the one he had been explaining.

 

“So it’s natural that the people here don’t know you. It’s also natural that your father doesn’t remember you. But.”

 

“….”

 

“Look here, errors that occur because Orta and Rundle have the same essence appear.”

 

Tie’s lips parted.

 

When Lucalion raised one hand, the papers spread out in the air with a rustling sound.

 

Complex diagrams and symbols quickly passed before Tie’s eyes.

 

“On the day of the sword duel. You absorbed Tesetan’s magic power, right?”

 

Tie nodded frantically.

 

That day, Tie had felt power surging explosively around Father.

 

Father was suffering terribly because of that power.

 

When she ran to help Father.

 

Tie naturally absorbed that power.

 

“Actually, you didn’t just absorb your father’s power that day.”

 

“Th-then…?”

 

“You also shared your magic power at the same time. Your father unconsciously took back some of your power to balance his holy power and magic power.”

 

Tie’s lips parted.

 

“Of course, you have so much magic power that you probably didn’t notice. But it says here that such situations cause ‘time magic errors.'”

 

One of the spinning papers stopped in front of Tie’s eyes.

 

“「The moment a Rundle’s aura from the future mixes with an intelligent being of This World. The being sees what will happen in the future with an extremely slim probability. Because it is simultaneously what will happen in the future and the Rundle’s memory.」”

 

Tie’s eyes grew wide.

 

The child who had been holding her breath asked.

 

“Then, did Father remember too?”

 

Tie grabbed Lucalion’s hand and spoke again.

 

“Aura is magic power, right? Because his magic power mixed with Tie’s, did he remember that Tie and Father were family in South Korea? Huh?”

 

Lucalion sat the child on the sofa.

 

And answered calmly.

 

“I don’t know. You saw it, it says ‘extremely slim probability.'”

 

Tie’s eyes became dejected.

 

But the child soon muttered.

 

“No. Father will remember! If Tie gives him magic power again and takes his…”

 

“That’s not something that happens just by continuously exchanging magic power.”

 

“Then…?”

 

“The error only occurs in that one moment when two magic powers mix for the first time. Your and your father’s magic power already mixed once on the sword duel day. Now, even if you exchange magic power again, it won’t work the same way as the first time.”

 

Tie’s mouth closed.

 

So magic power was like colors.

 

Tie had learned with watercolor paints during art time.

 

Once two different colors were mixed, they could never be separated again.

 

The problem was that Father’s magic power and Tie’s magic power were the same.

 

‘Because they mixed once on the sword duel day.’

 

It meant the time magic error could only happen once that day.

 

Lucalion patted Tie’s back gently.

 

“If an error occurred on the sword duel day, your father will gradually start remembering something. We’ll be able to tell then.”

 

Tie nodded weakly.

 

“It’s okay, Tie. Even if it doesn’t work out well, I’ll try to find a way.”

 

“Kyuu…”

 

Marbas and Ppupppu rubbed their heads against Tie’s legs as if feeling sorry.

 

A gloomy atmosphere briefly filled the room.

 

But at that moment.

 

“…No! Before that, Tie will do something!”

 

Tie jumped up from her seat.

 

Marbas bounced off and rolled around on the floor.

 

Lucalion asked with a puzzled face.

 

“What are you going to do?”

 

Tie made a triumphant expression.

 

“You’ll know when you see tomorrow!”

 

Then she dashed out of the room.

 

“….”

 

Inside the room with only Ppupppu, Marbas, and Lucalion remaining.

 

After a moment of silence, a brilliant white light suddenly engulfed the room.

 

Red mist rose from where Ppupppu had been, and soon a long-haired man revealed himself.

 

Silver hair flowing, Ppupppu—no, Krazaru—removed his elephant mask.

 

“Lizard.”

 

Eyes like the Milky Way, dark blue, were revealed.

 

As he raised his hand, the papers Lucalion had summoned flew into his grasp.

 

Krazaru picked up one of them with his long fingernails and spoke in a voice heavy with worry.

 

“Is Mother going to disappear?”

 

Lucalion looked up.

 

Krazaru continued speaking.

 

“It’s clearly written here in these ancient records. The moment Orta and Rundle coexist, Rundle will disappear. What do you plan to do?”

 

“…”

 

“Are you planning to prevent the future Mother, who is this world’s Orta, from being born? But even then, the result of Mother’s disappearance won’t change.”

 

If Tie wasn’t born in this timeline, the future Tie couldn’t exist.

 

In the end, whether Tie was born seven years from now or not.

 

It meant the current Tie would inevitably disappear.

 

Krazaru’s voice trembled with grief.

 

“There is exactly one way for Mother to remain in this world without disappearing.”

 

“…”

 

“Living alone and forgotten, without encountering anyone in the world.”

 

A grinding sound flowed from between Krazaru’s teeth.

 

“Then Mother would have to leave her family again. And that time, we couldn’t even promise to meet again.”

 

“…”

 

“Family. Not just the current unit members, but the moment she encounters even a single person in the world, she’ll crumble to dust and disappear.”

 

Krazaru’s sunken eyes flashed.

 

“Lizard. Why did you bring Mother to this world? Why did you steal her life in the other world from her? If she had stayed in that world, she could have lived at least seven years or more!”

 

Lucalion’s expression darkened.

 

After a long while, he answered in a shaking voice.

 

“…Astie couldn’t stay there alone. The old woman who was taking care of Astie was sick.”

 

Krazaru’s eyebrows twitched.

 

“The others were the same. They weren’t in a position to take care of the child nearby. Of course, there were facilities there that took in orphaned children, but…”

 

Lucalion raised his gaze.

 

“Astie didn’t want that.”

 

“…What do you mean?”

 

“Astie said she’d rather be by Father’s side for just one day than remain alone in that world.”

 

Lucalion clenched his fists and turned around.

 

Black smoke immediately engulfed him.

 

Lucalion, transformed back into the form of a young dragon, looked back at Krazaru.

 

“I’ll find a way. So don’t say anything and just wait.”

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