A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 20

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 20

Jedo outskirts.

Pearl City, a port town where ships bound for the southern continent dock.

The popular pub 【Jester】, where renowned mercenaries gather, was bustling with people today as well.

“Breaking news! Breaking news!”

A woman with bandages around her neck burst through the door.

All eyes turned to her, but she didn’t care and ran across the tables straight to the bartender.

“Danzu! This is huge, huge! A really massive incident, for real!”

At her voice, a man who had been sipping gin at the bar slowly turned around.

Disheveled black hair under a hood.

Meeting his cold gaze directed at her, the woman opened her mouth.

“Some new mercenary group passed through the Gateway? The problem is the founder is…!”

“Here we go again.”

Suddenly someone nearby cut off her words.

Another man with his navy blue hair tied up was looking at the woman with annoyance.

“Livia. Don’t you truly understand the phrase ‘Age of Great Mercenaries’?”

One of Livia’s eyebrows shot up.

“What?”

“Rookie mercenary groups being formed at the Registration Office is an everyday occurrence. Must you steal Danzu’s rest time with such trivial talk?”

Livia’s eyes flashed.

“…Why is this crazy bastard picking a fight again? What would a damn fool like you know about what news I brought!”

At the sharp insult, Victor, the navy-haired swordsman, faced Livia.

“Well. Whatever news it is, it’s all the same in being worthless.”

“This bastard, I’ve been patient but…”

It was when Livia drew her sword from her waist.

“Victor. Livia’s words are true.”

One more person revealed themselves through the pub entrance.

The one who entered was a short silver-haired man.

With expensive-looking orbs (spheres that store and amplify magical power) dangling from his chest, the man strode forward.

And stood before the one who had been called ‘Danzu’ all along.

“It seems an oddball has appeared, Danzu.”

The entire pub fell silent as if cold water had been poured over it.

Instead of ‘Danzu’, Victor quickly asked back.

“Oddball?”

“Yes, a mage. A quite powerful one at that.”

Victor’s expression instantly became blank.

“What do you mean? Are you saying a mage formed a mercenary group, Aleric?”

“That’s right.”

Victor furrowed his brow.

Mages were rare in Talochium these days.

That was because becoming a mage required both innate talent and acquired effort simultaneously.

They first had to be born with abundant magical power in their bodies,

Then through training learn to transform that magical power into desired forms,

And also know how to freely control it outside their bodies.

The problem was that those capable of such things were very limited.

‘For that reason, weren’t all mages monsters?’

Indeed, every mage Victor had met in his life was slightly insane.

Of course, Aleric before his eyes was the same.

Looking at ‘Danzu’, Aleric continued speaking.

“But that oddball handles quite a unique attribute.”

Mages each had something called an ‘attribute’.

In Aleric’s case, he was a water-attribute mage who used orbs, and he’d heard there were mages with even more impressive attributes among those belonging to the Imperial Palace.

But a unique attribute?

“What kind of attribute?”

At Victor’s question, Aleric stared at him.

“That oddball is a necromancer.”

“Necromancer?”

He’d never heard of a mage with such a title.

To be precise, he had heard of it, but didn’t know if they actually existed would be more accurate.

“What the hell does that mean? So what attribute exactly does he handle?”

“I can’t say for certain. But if I had to guess, there’s a high probability it’s dark attribute. They say he summoned skeletons.”

The quiet surroundings instantly became noisy.

A dark attribute mage.

That existence, which had never appeared once in history, suddenly emerged and summoned ‘skeletons’, creatures that only existed in legends?

“Is that true? That story.”

Then the one who had maintained silence finally opened his mouth.

It was the man who had been called ‘Danzu’ by Victor, Livia, and Aleric.

The man swirled his glass with some liquor remaining and looked directly at Aleric.

“Is it verified information?”

Aleric bowed his head respectfully.

“It’s certain. It’s information I obtained by searching through the paladins’ communication network.”

“I see, so that’s how it is…”

The man trailed off as if finding it interesting.

“Where did this guy appear from? I thought the higher ranks had already swept up all the mages.”

“That’s why he seems to have earned the nickname ‘oddball’. There haven’t been cases of mages directly forming mercenary groups before.”

Mages were usually positioned to be ‘recruited’ by mercenary groups.

This was because no matter how powerful a mage was, they couldn’t lead battles due to mana limitations.

Mercenary groups, by structure, found it difficult to entrust the position of ‘leader’ to someone who couldn’t lead battles.

‘But an unknown mage formed a new mercenary group?’

It meant they were either insanely confident in their abilities, or actually that strong.

Aleric placed several sheets of paper in front of Danzu.

“Agabelt?”

Interest sparked in Danzu’s eyes.

The mercenary group, 【Agabelt】.

Currently four members.

First, he saw the name of Basto Paerix, who had been the vice-leader of 【Death Hound】,

“Nordics and Veil?”

He knew nothing about these two.

That probably meant they were worthless small fry with high probability.

But the last one.

“Commander King…”

His gaze stopped on the clearly written words.

Soon a smile slowly spread across his lips.

“What’s this, this bastard. Don’t tell me he’s hiding his real name right now?”

His eyes, colored like a mix of green and brown, seemed to curve, and then loud laughter echoed throughout the pub.

“Ah… quite an interesting fellow, isn’t he.”

Commander King.

Everything about this person was intriguing.

From hiding all this time and suddenly appearing, to handling dark attribute magic that had never existed before.

Even the fact that he was already going around with nicknames like “freak” and “necromancer” felt refreshing.

And the information written at the end was….

“Commander King, they say. He probably came up with that name himself, right? It’s hilariously insane.”

The man chuckled for a while before putting down the paper.

He rested both arms on the bar and slowly looked around the interior of the pub.

“Well now, you guys should start getting nervous too. Right?”

Bewildered laughter, sighs, and curses erupted from various places.

However, the man didn’t care and just shrugged his shoulders.

“You guys were already having a hard time fighting for ranking positions because of me….”

He waved the paper back and forth.

“This one already seems far from ordinary, so what now? They say he goes around looking like a four-year-old girl.”

The pub stirred with murmurs.

“Seems like a formidable lunatic. He might climb up the ranks soon, who knows.”

Only the man remained relaxed.

Seeing this, Ripper, the leader of 【Grim Ripper】, ranked 2nd in the Imperial Mercenary Guild, spoke up.

“How ridiculous! Shouldn’t you be nervous too?”

At the hostile voice, the man slowly turned to look at Ripper.

“Even if you’re 1st now, no one knows how long that glory will last! Don’t act so arrogant.”

“…Ah, this guy’s pretty funny too.”

“What?”

The man lifted the corner of his mouth into a smirk.

“Friend, do you think you could take 1st place if I slip up?”

“You, you bastard!”

“Being a mercenary doesn’t mean you should just use brute force like an idiot. You need to use your head, Ripper.”

The man tapped his own head with his index finger.

Then he spoke to Ripper, mimicking an aristocratic voice.

“Stop fantasizing and accept reality a bit. If you keep being so annoying, I won’t leave you a single mastone to eat in the future, okay?”

Ripper’s face turned red and blue with rage.

Unable to contain his anger, he slammed the table, but the man just smirked and brushed past him.

Numerous people followed behind him.

They were the man’s subordinates and members of the mercenary group he belonged to.

Inside the now empty pub.

Ripper ground his teeth furiously.

“That, that…!”

Tesedan Beronio, that damn bastard!

He was famous for being insufferable, but no one could stand up to him.

That was because he was the leader of 【Trebaga】, which maintained an unshakeable 1st place,

had never dropped from individual ranking 1st place since his debut,

was a master called the current world’s strongest, and simultaneously,

“That crazy bastard!”

was notorious in the industry as a complete lunatic.

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