A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 267

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 267

 

Tick- Tick-

 

The sound of the clock’s second hand echoed through the room.

 

The morning Pilgrimage Hall with refreshing wind swaying the curtains.

 

‘…What on earth.’

 

Mel, who was Luciano’s subordinate and a cardinal of the Order, furrowed his brow.

 

His gaze was directed toward the unbelievable scene unfolding before his eyes.

 

“Hueeng, I don’t want to! Tie doesn’t like this!”

 

A body sprawled across the bed.

 

Tightly clenched fists.

 

And two legs continuously kicking toward the ceiling.

 

“…Danzu? We’re late. Ah, we have to go now?!”

 

“I won’t go! Brother Veil is a stupid poop! If there’s no pink clothes, Tie won’t go anywhere!”

 

Finally, an uncontainable sigh escaped from Mel’s mouth.

 

‘Was this what His Holiness was referring to?’

 

Last night.

 

The content that Luciano had informed his close associates came to mind.

 

‘The Commander King has no schemes or strategies whatsoever.’

 

‘…’

 

‘He was a being who lacked even the reason to devise such things from the beginning.’

 

At first, he couldn’t understand what that meant.

 

Wasn’t the Commander King the very being the Order had been paying the most attention to?

 

Astie was a mage who appeared in the Forest where the Great Spirit Lucarion Disappeared.

 

He manifested unprecedented magical power, wielded dark attribute sorcery, and commanded the dead.

 

‘There were too many suspicious aspects to call it mere coincidence.’

 

Because of this, the Order and Mel had to rack their brains constantly.

 

In truth, if the Commander King and Agavert had just taken ordinary actions, it wouldn’t have come to this point.

 

They would have made up some excuse and brought him to the Central Continent long ago.

 

However, the Commander King created friendly forces wherever he went and reached the pinnacle of the continent in an instant.

 

No matter how powerful the Order was, it wasn’t easy to unilaterally summon such individuals.

 

‘At least thanks to the Talochium Empire’s cooperation, we were able to bring him under the pretext of an expedition.’

 

‘He was playing house with Valentis.’

 

The content he heard from Luciano was shocking.

 

The Commander King, who they thought was hiding something tremendous, turned out to be just a four-year-old who knew nothing.

 

“Okay, okay. Look, Aunt Livia brought a pink princess skirt over there? How about this, is this good enough?!”

 

“Hueeng! No! The shoes too, pink! Pink shoes!”

 

Finally, Mel covered one ear with his hand.

 

The priests standing behind approached restlessly.

 

“It seems his tension has been released after confessing everything to His Holiness, Your Eminence.”

 

Weak veins were already bulging at Mel’s temples.

 

It was good that Astie had confessed everything to Luciano.

 

However, that truth left everyone in the Order frustrated.

 

More precisely, it would be more accurate to say it left them feeling deflated.

 

To think that the being they thought could become Luciano’s greatest enemy was just such a little child…

 

‘I plan to use him.’

 

However, Luciano quickly found a new path even in the midst of this.

 

‘I’m thinking of keeping him in the Grand Cathedral for a while and having him prepare for the offering.’

 

Offering preparation.

 

The process of purifying the mind and cleansing the body so that the sacrifice would willingly submit to experimentation.

 

‘Then what about the Commander King’s other subordinates?’

 

‘What I want is the flesh, not the shell. We’ll dispose of the scraps at the right time.’

 

Mel immediately began preparations.

 

Anyway, completing the offering preparation would require at least several days.

 

The plan was to start the preparation with breakfast.

 

However.

 

“I won’t go! Tie won’t go!”

 

“Ha, I’m going crazy…!”

 

Seeing the Commander King and his subordinates engaged in this struggle felt suffocating.

 

“Your Eminence. What should we do?”

 

The priests asked again from the side.

 

However, Mel couldn’t easily answer.

 

Had there ever been anyone who caused such a disgraceful scene in the sanctuary?

 

No, there wouldn’t have been.

 

Everyone knew that acting like that would get you dragged to the gallows.

 

‘But that one seems to truly not know.’

 

Mel pressed his forehead.

 

Astie had now gotten down from the bed and was sprawled spread-eagle on the floor.

 

“I won’t go! I won’t go! I won’t go!”

 

Finally, a grinding sound escaped through Mel’s teeth.

 

A dangerous thought crossed his mind.

 

It was a plan to sweep away all the Agavert Members at this opportunity and forcibly drag the Commander King away.

 

However, that was impossible.

 

‘It’s too dangerous.’

 

The Commander King’s sorcery could only be handled by him alone.

 

In other words, it meant there were no other mages in the world with the same attributes.

 

When dealing with unprecedented power, one always had to be cautious.

 

Right now, when the World Tree’s remnants hadn’t been completely dealt with. Luciano’s order was not to ignore even the smallest risk factors.

 

‘How should I handle this…’

 

While he was pondering.

 

The largest among the Agavert Members approached Mel.

 

It was someone called Basto Paerix.

 

“It seems Danzu didn’t sleep well last night. When he’s tired, he sometimes acts like this.”

 

Mel let out a deep sigh. He widened his eyes and retorted.

 

“His Holiness is already waiting in the breakfast hall. Isn’t it bad enough that we’ve kept him waiting, are you planning to make him just leave?”

 

“That sounds a bit harsh. We have no intention of getting on the Pope’s bad side either. Whatever the case, we came to siege the Mastone of the Central Continent, and we’ll need to join forces for a while, so why would we commit such rudeness?”

 

“Then why…!”

 

“We can’t help it either. If you’re so concerned, why don’t you try persuading Danzu yourself.”

 

Mel, left speechless, closed his mouth.

 

Basto shrugged his shoulders and gestured toward the back.

 

“Our leader has been hiding his real age throughout his entire time as a mercenary. It means he’s always pretended to be an adult. Now that he’s finally found a place where he can be comfortable, it’s natural that he’d want to act a little spoiled.”

 

Basto sighed and continued speaking.

 

“In my judgment, being tired is the problem. He’ll keep whining like that until he gets another good night’s sleep.”

 

Mel squeezed his eyes shut. He was about to say something, but soon muttered ‘Oh God’ and turned around.

 

“…Fine. Then we’ll prepare the meeting again as an evening banquet. It would be good to be grateful for His Holiness’s mercy.”

 

The priests hurriedly followed behind Mel as he left the room.

 

The door closed, and for a moment the sound of footsteps going down the corridor and stairs continued.

 

Once the main gate of the Pilgrimage Hall closed as well.

 

“Hueee… Eng.”

 

Tie, who had been lying sprawled on the floor, quietly got up from his spot.

 

Then the members who had been pretending to comfort Tie also pressed close to the window.

 

“Mel went toward the main palace, and the other two priests disappeared to the opposite side of the Pilgrimage Hall.”

 

Perhaps relieved of tension, Veil plopped down heavily in the chair beside the bed.

 

Tie completely stopped crying and crawled up onto the bed.

 

The child who had checked outside the window with his own eyes slowly turned around.

 

And showed a thumbs up toward the members.

 

“Wow, success!”

 

At that sight, Basto let out a hollow laugh.

 

Tie made an ‘ahyohyo’ sound and sprawled out on the blanket.

 

“Throwing tantrums really is exhausting…”

 

Veil stared at Tie in disbelief.

 

“You’ve got talent, kid. Even knowing it was acting, I nearly died from having my energy drained!”

 

Tie scratched his head with an embarrassed expression.

 

Soon after, Lucalion, Marbas, and Ppupppu popped out of Tie’s preschool bag.

 

“Kyuut! Kyuu-”

 

Ppupppu rubbed his head against Tie’s cheek, saying he did well.

 

Tie was stroking Ppupppu’s head with a pleased face when his eyes widened.

 

“That’s right! Is Father doing well?”

 

Tesetan was currently at the building where the Paladins were staying.

 

It was to share the newly updated operational situation.

 

This morning, right after the priests came to tell them to attend breakfast.

 

Tie had moved to the next room and confessed everything he had seen the night before to his father.

 

The existence of the underground labyrinth that could be entered through the fountain, and even Eloa’s warning to be careful of food here.

 

At the end of their conversation, father and daughter reached the same conclusion.

 

‘Luciano is plotting something.’

 

And he’s using meal occasions like breakfast or dinner to do it.

 

But there was a problem.

 

‘If we keep refusing, Luciano will also notice that something’s strange.’

 

They couldn’t just keep rejecting Luciano’s proposals forever.

 

How should they solve this situation? Just when father and daughter were racking their brains in worry.

 

‘How about going again tonight?’

 

Lucalion stepped forward.

 

‘Let’s go and bring back a little of the poison from the food storage.’

 

‘The poison?’

 

‘Yeah. If we analyze the components, we might be able to make an antidote.’

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