A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 272
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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 272
Tie stared at the door, forgetting even to blink.
Creak-
The floorboard beyond the door groaned.
Her right hand instinctively clutched at her collar.
She could feel her palm growing damp with cold sweat.
‘Could it be the priests?’
The priests were said to patrol the Pilgrimage Hall two or three times a day.
They would use the excuse of checking whether Agavert was staying comfortably.
However, that was usually during the morning or afternoon, and it was typical for no one to come at such a late hour as this.
‘Besides, there’s a fire at the Parish, so everyone went there…’
Her frightened eyes turned toward the gap under the door.
There, a single dim shadow was faintly cast.
“It’s okay.”
Lucalion approached and quietly wrapped his arm around Tie’s shoulder.
Even setting aside the fact that they were gathered in one room late at night.
Right now, Tie was holding the drug they had secretly taken from the basement.
The moment that was discovered, combat would be unavoidable.
“It’s okay…”
Tie unconsciously murmured along with Lucalion’s words.
Right before her eyes, the blade her father had drawn glowed blue.
Then.
The door handle moved with a click.
Through the slightly opened door gap, a silhouette revealed itself.
Black robe.
A deeply pulled hood.
Though the face wasn’t visible, hidden in shadow, Tie slightly parted her lips.
In that instant, Livia, who had been pressed against the wall beside the door, leaped into the air.
She gracefully spun once in mid-air, landed, then thrust her sword tip at the intruder’s neck.
“Who are you?”
The room was quiet as if holding its breath.
Only the distant sound of extinguishing the fire at the Parish could be faintly heard.
“If you don’t answer, I’ll ki…”
The moment Livia readjusted her grip on her sword, looking at the silent intruder.
Whooom-
A short vibration rang through the air.
Simultaneously, an unknown force deflected Livia’s sword.
The sword that shot skyward and spun around stuck into the ceiling with a thud.
“Damn, what the hell is this guy!”
Veil rushed forward at this unfamiliar combat style.
Basto also charged at the intruder from the opposite side.
Everything flowed slowly before Tie’s eyes.
The scene of the intruder’s robe slowly fluttering.
The charging unit members, even Father preparing a strike from behind.
However, among all of this, one thing was clearly visible.
The drooping sleeve.
The intruder’s hand revealed beneath it.
“Stop, stop it!”
Veil and Basto’s movements ceased.
Tesetan also turned to look at Tie.
Tie got down from her chair and stood facing the intruder, swaying.
Her green eyes trembled.
“Why…”
Her gaze was still fixed on the intruder’s hand.
The thin back of the hand with protruding knuckles.
The dark spot that had spread like a stain on one side.
How could she not recognize it?
Though it was comfortable and familiar now, Talochium had initially been nothing but strange and lonely.
She knew how much that hand had comforted and soothed Tie within that place.
Holding her when her legs hurt.
Patting her back when she couldn’t sleep.
It was the hand that always said it was okay, that it was nothing.
Tie’s eyelashes trembled finely.
“…Why did you come?”
Her voice, barely swallowing back tears, permeated the room.
“When you left on your own…”
Tears welled up in her large eyes.
Veil and Basto frowned.
A puzzled expression also crossed Tesetan’s face.
But the next moment.
“…Astie.”
The intruder answered.
The hood he wore was slowly removed with a rustling sound.
What was revealed was an utterly exhausted face.
Deep dark circles.
Tightly pressed lips.
White hair and an expression soaked with sadness.
“…Old man?”
Veil muttered.
Basto also froze in place.
The intruder, no, Nordics took a step forward.
His bent back trembled as he slowly knelt on his left knee.
“…I regretted it. Even if I went back, I would have no choice but to do the same thing.”
A hesitating hand reached out from under the robe.
However, that hand stopped in mid-air, unable to reach Tie.
“I know I have no right. But just once… just once I wanted to see you again…”
Tie pursed her lips.
Tears dripped from the child’s eyes.
The child ran over and embraced Nordics tightly.
“Bad Grandfather! Grandfather is a bad spy grandfather!”
Tie buried her damp face in Nordics’ shoulder.
With both arms, she hugged Nordics’ neck tightly as if she would never let go.
“If you’re our team, be our team, and if you’re a spy, just be a spy!”
When Nordics disappeared.
When they somewhat deduced that he was the Pope’s subordinate.
She didn’t know how much her small heart had been wounded.
That was because Nordics was always someone who reminded her of 107 Grandmother.
“Bad… huueeng, the worst in the world!”
She had thought that Nordics had abandoned her.
It was an approach that had been intended from the beginning, and he had believed that everything was fake.
There had been many times when he had struggled alone, wanting to hate such a Nordics.
However, when he finally faced Luciano in the Central Continent.
When he confirmed with his own two eyes that Luciano still knew nothing about Tie.
“Sniff…”
“…”
“Did Luciano bully Grandfather? Did he not give you food and tell you to starve? You have more wrinkles on your face…”
Small hands traced Nordics’ face.
Nordics’ eyes also reddened.
The emotions he had suppressed were surging as if they would burst from his pupils.
“No, no. I’m fine.”
Tie could tell.
Nordics had never abandoned Tie.
Because even though he knew everything about who Tie was and where he came from, he hadn’t reported it to Luciano.
From Nordics, he could feel warmth that was not just warm but hot.
Then suddenly, he remembered what Nordics had said to him long ago in front of a campfire.
‘Child, when a person is confused, look at that person’s hands.’
‘Hands?’
‘Yes. A person’s heart is all revealed in their hands. Words and expressions can deceive as much as they want. But there’s no place for lies to hide in fingertips.’
At that time, he hadn’t fully understood the meaning of those words.
But now, somehow he felt like he understood everything Nordics had said.
What was more truthful than words and expressions were hands.
More precisely, the warmth of the hand patting his trembling back at this moment.
Tie sniffled and buried his cheek even deeper into Nordics’ embrace.
Inside the now quiet room.
“…How annoying.”
Veil, who was sitting on a chair, muttered.
Tie, who had been in Nordics’ arms, opened his eyes wide.
However, Veil only showed an even more sullen expression.
“What, so what. Did I say something wrong?”
Veil glared at Nordics with a displeased expression.
“You should have noticed he was a traitor from the start. Like an idiot, not even knowing that…”
“Veil. Using profanity in front of Tie.”
Basto seriously intervened.
Tie also nodded from the side.
“Right! Using bad words in front of Tie! And Grandfather isn’t a traitor! He’s a double spy!”
Veil made a tsk sound and sighed.
“…I thought I’d never see you again until I died. How did you even get here? Weren’t you supposed to go back under the Pope?”
Nordics finally slowly raised his head.
He answered in a low voice.
“Wasn’t there a commotion at the parish? I took advantage of that gap to come out briefly.”
Veil frowned.
Tesetan, who had been listening, asked.
“Are you staying at the parish?”
“I don’t know if you could call it staying. It would be more accurate to say I’m confined…”
At the word confined, Tie’s eyebrows drooped.
Meanwhile, Nordics continued speaking.
“More than that, there’s no time now.”
The members held their breath.
Nordics continued speaking while tightly holding Tie’s hand.
“Did you manage to secure the Silensium from the underground labyrinth?”
At the word Silensium, Tie tilted his head.
But soon a faint gleam appeared in the child’s eyes.
Tie took out the bottle containing the drug from his embrace.
“This? Is this Silen?”
Nordics’ eyes widened.
Soon he nodded.
“Yes. It’s a type of poison that paralyzes the brain to erase short-term memory and dull emotional responses.”
Veil made a tsk sound.
“We know it’s poison too. We took it out in the first place to make an antidote.”
However, Nordics shook his head.
“No, you won’t be able to make it. Absolutely not.”
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