A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 252
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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 252
“Open wide.”
A dessert spoon approached before her eyes.
Tie opened her mouth wide with a “waah” sound.
Ardiana smiled brightly as she put the spoon into Tie’s mouth.
“You eat so well, my baby.”
Tie felt the whipped cream melting in her mouth and blushed.
‘It’s incredibly sweet.’
Both the cake and her current mood.
“Don’t choke, daughter. Have some water too.”
Just then, Tesetan returned from the kitchen with a glass of water.
Tie grabbed the glass with both hands and drank it with gulping sounds.
As if she had been waiting, Ardiana held out the spoon once more.
That’s when it happened.
“I’ve already expressed concern several times about the honey content in the cake exceeding pediatric standards…”
Marbas muttered from the corner, staring off into the distance.
He made his eyes square-shaped and looked at Ardiana, steadfastly continuing his words.
“Too much honey not only harms a child’s dental health but also…”
“Now, now. That’s enough~”
At that moment, Marshal appeared holding something in her hand.
“Not a single drop of honey went into the cake that Danzu is eating, you know?”
What she was waving around was a thin syrup in a bottle.
“They were selling sugar cane at the market, so I made three whole containers of syrup. I hadn’t had a chance to use it until now, but this worked out well. People say it’s a healthier sweetener than honey, don’t they?”
Marbas closed his mouth.
Marshal grabbed the wrist of Marbas, who was standing there dumbfounded.
“So our little gentleman should come to the kitchen with me. Stop disrupting the peace here.”
Marbas frowned.
“L-little gentleman? Now see here. I am the Master’s…”
“I know, I know. I can tell just by how much you talk. You’re that wooden block that used to roll around on the floor all the time, right?”
“W-wooden block?!”
“It’s amazing that wooden blocks can talk now – what a wonderful world we live in. But that doesn’t mean you can disturb Danzu’s happy snack time.”
Marshal winked at Ardiana.
A smile formed on Ardiana’s lips.
“…Marshal is still the same.”
Though this was now Agavert’s stronghold, this building originally belonged to Ardiana.
She had inherited this building from the Empress, and Marshal was someone who had once worked in the Empress’s Palace.
‘Though she couldn’t become a maid due to her status, I heard Mother trusted her more than anyone.’
The Empress had left this manor to Ardiana when she passed away.
And she had asked Marshal to become the manor’s caretaker.
But a few years ago.
Ardiana had chosen to dispose of the manor through Adelin.
It was a time when she had half-given up on life, so even her mother’s only inheritance felt meaningless to her.
It was even more so because if she were eliminated anyway, Rosewarbel 89 would surely fall into the hands of the Emperor or Pides.
“Mother, Tie finished eating.”
Just then, Tie spoke.
Ardiana smiled faintly as she looked at Tie opening her mouth wide as if asking for more.
‘But to think that house was passed down to my daughter.’
Even though it wasn’t intended, it had found its way to its rightful owner on its own.
“A miracle…”
“Miracle?”
Tie repeated Ardiana’s murmur.
Ardiana brushed back the curious child’s hair.
“Yes, a miracle.”
Ardiana put down the spoon.
She pulled Tie, who had been sitting on her lap, into a tight embrace.
“You are my miracle, baby.”
Tie’s eyes grew wide.
Her mother’s heartbeat echoed softly in her ears.
‘A miracle…’
Tie knew what a miracle was.
When something you wished and dreamed for deep in your heart became reality.
When something that was only possible in imagination unfolded before your eyes.
‘To Mother… Tie is a miracle.’
Tie was so happy that she pressed her lips tightly together.
It felt like tears might well up in her eyes.
But at the same time, a formless fear washed over her from somewhere.
‘What if Mother and Father get hurt while fighting the bad Luciano…’
Or what if the World Tree ends up swallowing Tie after all?
Having more meant having more to protect.
“Tie.”
At that moment, noticing the child’s expression darkening, Ardiana called to Tie.
She looked at Tie with loving eyes and said,
“Do you know what happens if the weather is always clear?”
Tie, who had parted her lips briefly, shook her head.
But she couldn’t help the thought that entered her mind.
‘Isn’t clear weather a good thing?’
Tie disliked rain.
It always rained on lonely and sad days.
But Ardiana’s following words were quite unexpected.
“If the weather is always clear, that place becomes a desert.”
Meeting Tie’s eyes, she continued calmly,
“It gradually dries up until finally it becomes a wasteland where nothing can survive. So.”
Ardiana held Tie’s hand tightly.
“Let’s think of the rain falling now as nourishment that will make our roots deeper and stronger.”
“…”
“When this rain stops, we’ll be bigger and stronger.”
Ardiana smiled.
“And then, I promise I’ll be by your side.”
A calm silence settled between them.
Soon, Tie nodded slightly.
“Yes!”
The two embraced each other tightly without either taking the lead.
Then they gazed side by side at the moon shining outside the window for a while.
A few days later.
“Extra! Extra! Buy your newspapers!”
A newspaper boy nimbly crossed the bustling main road filled with people.
“Princess’s expedition withdrawal! Decision to remain at the Imperial Palace!”
At the boy’s words, someone stopped their carriage by the roadside.
“Give me one.”
Sire skillfully moistened his finger with saliva and picked up a newspaper from the top of the pile.
“20 iron.”
The man who bought the newspaper roughly pulled out 1 gold from his pocket and handed it over.
“Gasp…!”
The startled Sire looked back and forth between the gold coin and the man.
“Thank you!”
As Sire turned around and moved away shouting ‘Yahoo!’, the man inside the carriage turned the first page of the newspaper.
“Princess’s name disappears from expedition roster. Imperial Palace silent… Ha, really.”
“I told you, didn’t I? She’s the Princess. No matter how much of a puppet royal she is, who would dare impersonate a Princess?”
Next to the man.
Someone else revealed their face from the seat hidden in the shadows.
Silver hair styled up like a distinguished noblewoman of Jedo.
Beautiful, sharp eyes reminiscent of a cat.
It was Elanes, the leader of 【Silvar’s Cry】, now fallen to the 4th-ranked mercenary group.
“Damn, I was uncertain even while coming here, but it was really true?”
And the man sitting next to her, the one who bought the newspaper, was Ripper.
He was the leader of the 3rd-ranked mercenary group 【Grim Reaper】.
“Ha, if she really is the Princess, I… I’m getting too nervous…”
The skinny man sitting across from them was Plum, leader of the 6th-ranked mercenary group 【Black Flag Corps】.
Plum put down the letter he had been holding while biting his nails onto the seat.
Ripper stared at Plum.
“I guess I should look at it once more before we arrive. Let me borrow your letter…”
However, before he could even reach for Plum’s letter.
Plum recited the contents of the letter fluently with an anxious expression.
“The Empire’s borders were established where you fought. However, you were abandoned in the frontier, and some of you weren’t even recorded by name.”
Ripper closed his mouth.
“I know that injustice. Therefore, as one who will establish a new order, I call upon you.”
Elanes let out a sigh and recited the last sentence in place of Plum.
“If you wish to receive just compensation for the blood you shed, come alone… Each of us three received one of these.”
Silence fell inside the carriage.
Just then, the coachman shouted from outside.
“What should we do, shall we continue?!”
Ripper made a groaning sound, then waved his hand out the window.
“…Go! Let’s go for now!”
And some time later.
At the Northern Abandoned Station Warehouse they arrived at.
Elanes, Ripper, and Plum could only freeze in place.
“Oh? Brother Ripper!”
“…What, Jackie?”
“Elanes! How long has it been!”
The warehouse was already bustling with leaders of numerous mercenary groups.
From mercenary groups that weren’t top-ranked but had long histories, to those who had only been active on other continents for the past few years.
“Ah, no, how did this…”
Just as Ripper was bewildered.
Ding-
A clear bell sound rang from somewhere.
Where they turned their heads, there was someone standing on a half-collapsed platform, looking down at them.
The leaders began to murmur.
The one wearing a jet-black dress and gazing at them was,
“Your Highness the Princess…?”
Unmistakably Ardiana.
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