A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 221

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 221

 

A few days later, afternoon.

 

“Tie, an invitation has arrived from the Imperial Palace.”

 

At Basto’s words, Tie looked up.

 

The child put down the Ppupppu she was holding and asked.

 

“An invitashun? What kind of invitashun?”

 

“It seems the Imperial Palace will hold a grand event for those who will depart for the Central Continent in a month.”

 

Tie’s mouth fell open.

 

A grand event. The image of a magnificent party began to form hazily in her mind.

 

‘Come to think of it, Tie has never been to a big party!’

 

The people of Talochium would throw parties at the drop of a hat.

 

The frequency was higher the more prestigious the host’s status and the more money they had.

 

According to Selina, parties had honey-glazed pudding, cakes as big as people, and bread and sweets that never ran out no matter how much you ate…

 

“Ugh, disgusting.”

 

At that moment, someone wiped Tie’s mouth.

 

“Are you already drooling just thinking about food? Huh?”

 

When she turned her head, Veil had appeared at some point and was grumbling as he picked up Tie.

 

Tie blinked in surprise.

 

‘Veil, are you done being upset now…?’

 

Ever since the argument at the dining hall last time, Veil had been avoiding Tie for some reason.

 

At first, that made her very sad.

 

So she had secretly confided in Father before bed.

 

‘Father. I think Veil gets angry too much.’

 

‘Why?’

 

‘Just because. Whenever Tie mentions Nordics Grandfather, he always gets angry. No, even if just the “grand” part of grandfather comes up, he gets angry.’

 

‘…’

 

‘Does Veil actually dislike Nordics Grandfather? So even though Grandfather is gone, he doesn’t feel sad about it? Right?’

 

‘That’s probably not it.’

 

‘It’s not?’

 

The story Father told her that day was both sad and surprising to Tie.

 

‘Veil probably really loved Nordics Grandfather deep down too. But Veil just doesn’t know how to express those feelings of longing and sadness.’

 

‘…Why can’t he express it? He could just say he’s sad with words. Or he could cry like Tie does?’

 

‘There are people who can’t do that. Actually, Father isn’t very good at it either.’

 

‘Father too?’

 

‘Yes. You know Tie’s Father’s armor? The one he wears when fighting monsters. When people get too shocked or sad, they put armor on their hearts too. So their hearts won’t get hurt.’

 

‘…’

 

‘When you wear that, you end up acting opposite to what you think. You pretend to hate someone you really love, and you pretend to be strong when you’re sad. You act tough because you don’t want your weak feelings to be discovered.’

 

‘Tie knows that.’

 

‘…’

 

‘Like how Father was cold to Grandfather and the uncles?’

 

Father’s eyes when he heard Tie’s answer were warm yet somehow wistful.

 

‘Yes. But our daughter removed all the armor from Father’s heart.’

 

‘When?!’

 

‘Long, long ago, when you were born.’

 

Those were somewhat puzzling words.

 

Tie learned for the first time that day that Father had worn armor on his heart, and that she had removed it.

 

‘But anyway, it’s good that it was removed.’

 

Tie quietly looked at Veil’s profile.

 

Veil was frowning as usual.

 

He asked Basto about the ‘grand event.’

 

“The event is called the Sacred Departure Ceremony? It’s already sounding flashy. What’s the main point? So.”

 

“It’s written here. ‘An event hosted to send off those who have received sacred appointments with honor.'”

 

“Send off with honor? They’re kidding. Since when was pushing people like pigs to a slaughterhouse honorable?”

 

“…Ahem.”

 

Basto cleared his throat.

 

Only then did Veil hurriedly shut his mouth.

 

When he checked Tie’s expression, fortunately the child looked like she didn’t understand anything.

 

He had worried that she might be shocked by hearing words like ‘slaughterhouse’ and ‘pigs.’

 

“Anyway.”

 

Veil, having caught his breath, flashed sharp eyes again.

 

“The invitation coming to the stronghold means they’re inviting all the mercenaries too?”

 

“Anyone included in the expedition is invited. Also.”

 

“Also?”

 

“Family and relatives of the invited are also allowed to attend. It says anyone who wishes to share the moment of departure is welcome.”

 

As Veil’s eyes widened, Basto asked.

 

“Do you have anyone else to invite?”

 

Veil looked up with a start and mumbled.

 

“No, well…”

 

“I think you mentioned having siblings back home before.”

 

Tie’s eyes sparkled.

 

Come to think of it, though not often, she remembered Veil occasionally talking about his siblings back home.

 

‘Ugh, those little brats. They obviously look like troublemakers.’

 

‘Can Veil tell who’s a troublemaker just by looking?’

 

‘Don’t need to look. Kids that age are all troublemakers. Leave them alone and they’ll definitely break something. My siblings were like that too.’

 

Or.

 

‘Child, how do you act exactly like our youngest ones?’

 

‘Youngest? Veil has youngest siblings?’

 

‘Yeah. Really disobedient and noisy kids. Just like you, child?’

 

‘Hey!’

 

Most of the stories were like that.

 

‘But still, Veil really loves his siblings.’

 

Tie had seen it several times.

 

When they went to Flint Cove together or passed by roads, Veil’s gaze would linger on young children for a while.

 

“Veil! Let’s call your siblings!”

 

When she said this brightly, Veil hesitated and turned his head.

 

“…My siblings?”

 

“Yes! Now we have money and a home too. The ceremony is a big party, so there will be lots of snacks!”

 

“…”

 

“Don’t Veil’s siblings like snacks like Tie does? And if you go to the Central Continent, you might not see them for even longer! You should see them now.”

 

Veil ran his hand through his hair as if he had a headache.

 

“That’s true, but….”

 

“Tie is right, Veil.”

 

Basto chimed in.

 

He glanced at Tie once before continuing.

 

“Didn’t you hear roughly from the Regent? That there might be more work than expected once we go to the Central Continent.”

 

Veil’s gaze darkened.

 

In truth, he knew it too.

 

The fact that this expedition wouldn’t be a simple matter.

 

Suddenly, he recalled how Tesetan had gathered him, Basto, and other unit members a few days ago.

 

“Once we set out, it’ll be hard to back out then.”

 

Tesetan, who had been hesitating for a while about what to say, suddenly spoke like that.

 

“I’m saying I have no intention of dragging anyone by force. It’s just that there might not be a chance to choose later, so make your decision now.”

 

All of Agabert’s unit members had their memories controlled by the Sacred Rite of Oblivion.

 

In other words, it meant anyone could safely leave the mercenary group if they wanted to.

 

While cleanly forgetting important information and memories that could become burdens or dangers.

 

“You should assume that trouble will almost certainly happen once we go to the Central Continent.”

 

Tesetan’s words were actually obvious.

 

To prevent Tie’s extinction, they needed to investigate the World Tree.

 

However, the already secretive Order wouldn’t let them approach the World Tree.

 

The World Tree was in Roxe Forest, and even now the Order strictly controlled the forest’s outskirts.

 

“Aside from sieges, we’ll end up doing things like kidnapping, infiltration, and interrogation against the Order. Strictly speaking, that’s not all.”

 

“….”

 

“We’ll also need to fend off those villains who approach the child with impure purposes.”

 

In the end, an outcome anyone could predict was drawn.

 

‘We’ll end up making enemies of the Order.’

 

And not in Talochium, but in the Central Continent, the Order’s stronghold.

 

That was no different from telling them to risk their lives on this expedition.

 

“Th-then I think this is as far as I go.”

 

“You may call me a coward. However, I have family too, and it’s too risky to take such chances….”

 

Indeed, several low-ranking unit members expressed their intention to leave the mercenary group on the spot.

 

Tesetan didn’t criticize them in the slightest.

 

He only calmly wished them good fortune.

 

“I didn’t know the uncles were sick. How upset they must have been, not being able to tell Tie all this time?”

 

After that, Tesetan also took on the role of making plausible excuses to Tie.

 

Thanks to this, Tie believed the unit members left due to trivial personal circumstances.

 

In truth, Veil had plenty of opportunities to leave if he wanted to.

 

However.

 

“Seems like you have many people to be responsible for.”

 

That evening.

 

When Basto casually asked.

 

For some reason, Veil couldn’t answer readily.

 

“As you know, I have nothing to lose. At this point, if there’s anything I want to protect, it’s only Tie.”

 

“….”

 

“But it might not be the same for you. Leave if you want to. Tie might be disappointed at first, but she’ll be fine. She’s found her father now.”

 

However, at least that conversation clearly reminded Veil of his original purpose.

 

‘…Right. I came here to make money.’

 

The main reason he had stepped foot into the mercenary group.

 

Veil lowered his gaze to the suddenly heavy weight he felt in his pocket.

 

In his hand opposite to the one holding Tie, he grasped a handful of gold coins he always carried.

 

‘…I used to go hungry because I didn’t have a single penny.’

 

Now there were dozens, no, hundreds of these in the safe in his room.

 

His expression grew serious.

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