A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 311
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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 311
Tie swallowed hard as she pressed her palm against the transparent cocoon wall.
Valentis stepped forward from the end of the corridor.
“Serafina. As the Empire’s holy sword and paladin. I, Valentis, challenge you to a duel.”
The movement of the butterflies covering the corridor stopped all at once.
Serafina’s gaze turned to Valentis.
“A duel, you said?”
“That’s right. A fair and square match between just you and me.”
Valentis’s eyes became serious.
“…Until one of us draws their last breath.”
Alexander drew in a short breath.
The other unit members looked at Valentis with equally surprised faces.
But Serafina was different.
A gleam slowly filled her previously indifferent eyes.
“…Is that so.”
A subtle smile spread across her lips as she muttered.
“That sounds like quite a fair match.”
Silence fell over the room.
While everyone held their breath.
Serafina nodded her head.
“I accept. For a paladin, the sword is their word, and the match is their righteousness.”
Tie’s heart pounded as she watched from inside the cocoon.
“She accepted the match…?”
Mel had only attacked the unit members indiscriminately using monsters.
But Serafina seemed somehow different from Mel.
Meanwhile, Serafina looked around and said.
“This corridor is advantageous to my White Leaves.”
She looked directly at Valentis.
“There’s a ruined atrium behind the shrine. How about moving the battlefield there?”
Valentis nodded his head.
“I accept.”
“Good. Then I’ll be waiting.”
When Serafina raised one hand, the butterflies wrapped around her body as if they had been waiting.
The same happened to Tie’s cocoon floating on the corridor ceiling.
When the gathered butterflies scattered as clusters of light.
The spots where Serafina and Tie had been were completely empty.
Veil hurriedly approached Tesetan.
“…Are you sure this is okay? You’re really going to let the Commander King face that woman alone?”
Tesetan let out a short groan.
Meanwhile, Valentis and his subordinates had already left the corridor, heading toward the atrium Serafina had designated.
With a darkened face, Tesetan said in a low voice.
“Now that the duel has been established, no one else can interfere.”
Veil’s expression hardened.
Tesetan added in a low voice.
“…We can only hope that Serafina loses.”
The atrium.
Serafina’s robes fluttered in the wind as she stood in the center.
Ten paces ahead, Valentis held his sword in a ready stance.
“Grandfather…”
Tie pressed her nose close to the cocoon wall, completely tense.
Valentis standing alone before Serafina looked precarious.
“To challenge me to a duel, truly befitting the Empire’s Commander King. I acknowledge it. You are a true paladin.”
Serafina said.
She slowly drew her sword and gazed intently at Valentis.
“Even after the duel ends, I will remember your chivalry.”
White Leaves began gathering around them one by one.
Valentis also concentrated his holy power into his sword.
“What do I do, what do I do…!”
Tie stamped her feet anxiously inside the cocoon.
Tie had already confirmed once how strong Serafina was.
In the corridor, neither Lucalion nor Ppupppu had been a match for the Serafina before them.
“Grandfather…”
Of course, Tie understood why Valentis had made this choice.
Fighting in the corridor would hurt everyone, so he probably wanted to get Serafina outside the building first.
But no matter what, if the situation continued like this…
‘Only Grandfather will get hurt.’
Unable to bear watching, Tie squeezed her eyes shut and pressed her forehead against the cocoon wall.
“…Huh?”
Tie’s holy power briefly resonated with the cocoon, and something unfamiliar appeared hazily in her vision.
“I appoint Serafina El as a candidate for Holy Order Leader!”
Fluttering banners.
Someone standing on a high dais.
“Serafina?”
Tie’s eyes widened.
The Serafina before her eyes looked no different from now.
However, instead of expressionlessness, the face of the woman in the scene showed a triumphant smile.
“Once a few procedures are completed, Serafina will become the Order’s youngest Holy Order Leader! At that time…”
Cheers erupted beyond the High Priest’s continuing voice.
Rose petals scattered like rain, and banners fluttered high in the sky.
Serafina raised her sword high with a proud face.
However.
The scene soon changed.
“Urgh-!”
Black smoke covered the view.
Cracked stone floor, tangled groans, and even terrible screams.
“Urgh… Aaaaah!”
The petals and cheers were nowhere to be found.
Serafina clutched her arm and collapsed to the floor.
Her armor was torn away, and vivid bloodstains spread across her skin.
“You should have known your place.”
The rough hands of the men pressed her down to the ground.
“I can’t understand the High Priest. Pathetically weak, yet Holy Order Leader? What a joke!”
Kicks, curses, and mockery poured down relentlessly.
One of the men trampled on fallen Serafina’s right arm again.
A dull sound came from her already twisted arm.
Serafina’s arm was damaged beyond repair, clearly unable to ever hold a sword again.
“Don’t get the wrong idea that you’re stronger than me just because you won a duel, El.”
Someone who walked out from among the men smiled with a bloody grin.
“I am the heir of a deeply rooted knight family, and you’re nothing but a pathetic wench who begged in the alleys. Don’t you understand that fact?”
“Ugh… Ah, uugh…”
“My father was the one who took in such a wench and taught her the sword. But you tried to steal such a person’s honor! How dare, how dare you try to steal my position! Then you should have been prepared for at least this much!”
The man climbed on top of Serafina.
The corners of the man’s mouth, stroking her face, twitched slightly.
“Of course I know too, El. You must have had a hard time as well. How painful it must have been to covet a position you could never even touch, hmm?”
He roughly grabbed Serafina’s face.
“So I’ll help you. I’ll make it so you can never hold a sword again. So that words like paladin or whatever will never come out of that mouth again…”
Serafina’s eyes, looking up at the man, trembled emptily.
“I’ll personally make it for you.”
“Then let’s begin.”
At the voice heard in that instant, Tie suddenly came to her senses.
Her vision returned and she saw the glass cocoon again.
Beyond it, Serafina and Valentis were just opening the first chapter of battle.
Tie slowly drew in a breath.
“Wh, what just…”
Her hands trembled.
The scene she had just witnessed still remained in her mind.
“What was that? Tie didn’t do anything…”
The child unconsciously placed her hand on the cocoon wall again.
Then, as if it had been waiting, the cocoon’s trembling was transmitted to her palm.
“It’s crying, isn’t it?”
Like a living heart.
The cocoon’s surface pulsated.
At that moment. A thin voice brushed past her ear.
[This cocoon belongs to her.]
Tie quickly raised her head.
[Child, you are now trapped within Serafina’s breath. What she sees, what she feels, what she recalls. All of that is soaked into this shell.]
That was unmistakably the World Tree’s voice.
Tie drew in a short breath.
“What Serafina is recalling, Tie saw it?”
The child hurriedly turned her gaze to watch Serafina battling Valentis again.
A face filled with tension and excitement.
However, at the same time, subtle guilt and anguish could be glimpsed in her expression.
At that moment.
A distant monologue echoed within the cocoon.
‘…Easy. Everything is read and seen far too easily.’
Tie drew in a short breath.
Her eyes instinctively followed the battle between the two.
Serafina was lightly deflecting Valentis’s penetrating sword.
‘This is not a duel.’
The cocoon vibrated.
‘If it’s a paladin’s sword, it should be faced with fair strength and fair spirit. Haven’t I already surpassed the realm of ordinary humans?’
The butterflies that had been swirling around hesitated.
The cocoon’s surface glowed faintly.
Tie listened to the increasingly clear monologue.
‘I am… deceiving. If that’s the case.’
Red blood finally flowed from Valentis’s mouth after taking a blow.
She should be happy since she had gained the upper hand.
But Serafina’s face was rather distorted.
‘What makes me different from them?’
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