A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 235

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 235

 

[Actually, the history of Armingdal isn’t that long. At most, maybe a hundred years?]

 

Marbas had learned many things about Armingdal in a short time.

 

[What’s strange is why the Pope would need a group like Armingdal in the first place. Think about it.]

 

‘….’

 

[Who is the Pope? God’s representative. His duties are presiding over ceremonies, interpreting doctrine, delivering divine messages. But.]

 

‘….’

 

[For someone in such a position to employ direct assassins. It’s suspicious. Very, very suspicious.]

 

Marbas emphasized this point to Tie again and again.

 

[The Pope must have some dirty secret. A very dirty one at that.]

 

‘Dirty?’

 

[Yes! It wasn’t like this before I was sealed. A direct army for the Pope? The doctrine itself states this:]

 

‘….’

 

[Book of Purity, Chapter 2, Article 1. The Pope shall not shed blood and must be only a mirror reflecting God’s will.]

 

‘….’

 

[It means the Pope must not dirty his hands. The holy ones defined by the Order are those who protect life. Not those who take it.]

 

Those who take life.

 

And those who protect life.

 

That night, Tie asked Father about the stories Marbas had told her.

 

“Father. Has the Pope killed many people so far?”

 

Father looked slightly surprised as he answered.

 

“Did the Unit Members say that?”

 

“No, Marul did. He said Tie needs to know about the Pope so she won’t be in danger later.”

 

Tesetan hugged Tie tightly and said.

 

“He has harmed many innocent people. He’s been unnecessarily cruel in divine trials many times.”

 

“But why is he still Pope?”

 

“Hm?”

 

“Can’t the Pope be impeached? Just fire him.”

 

Father looked up at the ceiling for some reason before answering.

 

“…There probably have been attempts a few times. But they all failed.”

 

“Why?”

 

“The Pope’s holy power is too great and magnificent. In that field, no one can deny the Pope.”

 

Holy power was both sacred strength and power that not just anyone could possess.

 

Therefore, the Pope’s holy power was an object of admiration and worship for everyone.

 

“To bring Luciano down, there needs to be someone to replace that position. But currently, there’s no such person.”

 

“The Pope has that much holy power…?”

 

“Yes. Tie, you know Grandmother, right?”

 

Tie’s Grandmother.

 

Eleonora Richard was the woman who had manifested the greatest holy power in history.

 

However,

 

“Luciano has surpassed even Tie’s Grandmother.”

 

“….”

 

“He’s even surpassed the saint who was considered the strongest on record.”

 

At some point, Luciano seemed to have ascended to the ranks of gods.

 

As proof, on days when the Pope went on pilgrimage, people would swarm the streets like ants.

 

This was due to rumors spread across the entire continent that any disease could be cured with just one glance from Luciano.

 

‘But… still.’

 

Tie couldn’t shake off an uneasy feeling for some reason.

 

The conference room of the Compensation Office.

 

Looking up, she could see Ison still standing by the window.

 

Tie ran over there.

 

Then she climbed onto a chair and pointed at the button Ison had put down.

 

“It’s the Pope!”

 

Veil flinched.

 

Basto also approached the table with a serious expression.

 

“Marul told me. This button is only used by the Pope’s subordinates. Armingdal!”

 

“Arming… you mean Armingdal?”

 

Veil narrowed his brow and looked at Tie.

 

“If it’s Armingdal, they’re assassins.”

 

Basto also said.

 

“Why would they attack our carriage?”

 

There were usually only two cases when carriages were attacked.

 

Either the carriage was loaded with many goods that could be plundered.

 

Or there was an important person inside who could be a target for elimination.

 

But Agabert’s carriage didn’t fall into either category.

 

Veil stared at Ison.

 

“Wait. Earlier you said the coachman tried to sell you out. What does that mean?”

 

Ison’s face darkened.

 

She patted the back of Noi, who was in her arms, and looked around at her other siblings sniffling in the corner.

 

“It was this morning… we were probably almost at Jedo.”

 

Ison’s eyes calmly settled.

 

This morning’s events unfolded vividly before her eyes.

 

“Hammer! How much further do we have to go?”

 

Noi shouted with her head sticking out the carriage window.

 

“Haha, we’re almost there, so just be patient a little longer! We’ll arrive in half a day!”

 

Though the repeatedly asking child could have been annoying, the coachman smiled good-naturedly as he had throughout the journey.

 

Ison pulled Noi’s arm and sat her on her lap.

 

“Noi, that’s enough now. Sister told you not to bother Hammer because he’s tired, right?”

 

“But my bottom hurts so much. I want to get off…!”

 

“The more you complain, the longer the travel time becomes. Janne and Ed are all being well-behaved, so why is only Noi acting like this?”

 

Noi pressed her lips tightly together.

 

The child looked at her siblings sitting quietly and puffed out her cheeks.

 

Ison gently stroked Noi’s head.

 

“When we arrive this evening, let’s eat something delicious and rest well. You’ve been singing about missing Veil, haven’t you, our Noi?”

 

As soon as Veil’s name came up, Noi’s expression brightened.

 

“…Yes! Now I get to see Veil, right?”

 

“Of course! And, you know the leader of the mercenary group where Veil works? He’s supposed to be really kind and nice. He’s rich and seems strong too? Considering he’s stronger than even Veil.”

 

“Wow, really?”

 

“Yes! Also, his house is so big that even if we all sleep there, there will still be rooms left over.”

 

“Sister. That person is the Commander King, right?”

 

Janne, who had been reading a book in the distance, approached.

 

Ison nodded contentedly.

 

“That’s right. The most successful mercenary group in the Empire lately. Other continents are desperate to hire Agabert but can’t.”

 

“How did your brother get into such a mercenary group?”

 

“That’s what I’m saying. Brother Veil is really the best.”

 

Rosack and Ed, who had been pretending not to listen, also joined in.

 

Ison smiled broadly while looking at her siblings’ faces.

 

“So when we arrive, you know what we have to do. Always be polite. Especially to the Sorcerer King—absolutely, absolutely must not be rude, okay?”

 

“Yes!”

 

“If he’s Brother Veil’s benefactor, then he’s our benefactor too. He even lent us this carriage…”

 

That’s when it happened.

 

There was a rattling sound, and then the carriage shook violently.

 

Ison’s eyes widened as she stuck her head out the window.

 

She saw the coachman getting down from his horse.

 

“Um, you said your name was Ison, right?”

 

The coachman approached the window with a friendly smile.

 

“I need to relieve myself, so I think we’ll have to take a side road for a moment.”

 

Where the coachman gestured, there was a small path branching off.

 

“The checkpoint road is too big and wide, you see. I thought it would be better to take a detour if I’m going to do my business and change clothes.”

 

The coachman’s tone was very kind.

 

But that’s exactly why there was something strangely odd about it.

 

Ison smiled and answered for now.

 

“Of course. You don’t need to ask me—just do whatever’s convenient for you.”

 

“Oh my! But you’re customers! Of course I have to tell you beforehand!”

 

The coachman laughed heartily while placing his hand on his waist.

 

“Well then, let’s get going again… ah.”

 

But as he was about to turn back, he turned around with a subtle expression.

 

“Um, you contacted that brother of yours, right?”

 

“What contact?”

 

“That we’re almost there. I heard you’re like family. I was wondering if he gave you a communication device or something.”

 

Ison closed her mouth.

 

It wasn’t her imagination.

 

Again, she could see the coachman’s pupils shaking slightly and quickly.

 

Ison answered naturally.

 

“I haven’t yet! But I’m going to soon.”

 

The coachman’s eyes blinked briefly.

 

“Ah, really? Then you should, of course. You should indeed.”

 

The coachman looked around with leisurely movements.

 

“Let’s see, where are we… you can tell him we’re at One-Eyed Rock.”

 

Then, contrary to his voice, he climbed onto his horse with somewhat hurried movements.

 

Shortly after, the carriage began rattling again.

 

Ison silently watched the coachman’s back.

 

Rosack approached with a frown and asked.

 

“Sister, why did you lie? We don’t have a communication device.”

 

Ison didn’t answer.

 

She just looked at her siblings’ faces with a serious expression and uttered one phrase.

 

“…Everyone get dressed.”

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