A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 320
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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 320
Seongnu Gate.
Under the dim light of stone lanterns, an empty liquor bottle rolled around.
“Damn, I lost again! You highway robber, give me back my money!”
“What kind of bullshit is asking for lost betting money back? Shut up, are you going to keep playing or not?”
Daren’s subordinates were half-drunk.
On the Stone Stairs filled with profanity, playing cards were scattered haphazardly.
That’s when it happened.
“Excuse me, sorry to bother you.”
At the unfamiliar presence, their gazes all turned toward the bottom of the Stairs.
There stood a neatly dressed Man.
A small Child was clinging closely to his side.
“What do you want?”
When one subordinate asked bluntly, the Man politely bowed his head.
“It’s just that my daughter lost something and we came to look for it.”
Silence fell among the subordinates.
A few seconds later.
“Pfft, bwahahaha!”
They all burst into laughter simultaneously.
“You came to look for something? When did you lose what!”
The Child dejectedly lowered her gaze.
“Well, during the bell-ringing ceremony, I left behind my favorite teddy bear…”
Pitiful tears dripped from her big eyes.
Two subordinates stopped laughing, but the other subordinates began giggling even louder.
“Bwahaha! Did you hear? The Child lost her teddy bear!”
“Too bad, little one. The ceremony site would have been cleaned up long ago. The Fortress Wall has to be kept clean, so the trash would have already been burned!”
The Child’s face was colored with shock.
“But couldn’t I just take one look and come out? Please…”
Some subordinates put down their cards.
“Well, the top floor would be fine, wouldn’t it? The Elder is in the Basement anyway…”
“Are you crazy?!”
Another subordinate with a fierce expression threw a wooden drinking cup.
The cup shattered and liquor splashed onto the Stone Floor.
He frowned as he looked at the Child.
“Listen carefully, Child. This isn’t a place to look for toys. Especially not today. Got it?”
The Child’s shoulders shrank.
“Today, the only things that can enter the Fortress Wall are liquor barrels, fine feasts, and pretty Miss! Uhahahaha!”
At the mocking laughter, the Child hung her head.
The subordinate glared at the Child’s Father.
“If you understand, hurry up and take her away. Don’t even come near here until tomorrow afternoon.”
The Man, who had been silent for a moment, smiled slightly.
“Understood. Then we’ll be going.”
As the father and daughter walked away, the subordinates picked up their cards one by one again.
“Now, how much is this round’s bet!”
“You damn bastard, you’ll have to pay for today’s drinks!”
Boisterous sounds echoed through the Square in front of the Fortress Wall.
And in the narrow Alley around the Square.
“Hmm, the security is tighter than expected.”
Livia, who emerged from behind a pile of boxes, said.
Tie pouted with a sad face.
“Those Hammer were so mean…! They called Tie’s doll trash.”
Veil also jumped down from atop a building in the Alley.
“I looked around briefly and there are guards on every floor. It seems like the High Priest or whoever has put up a Barrier too?”
Aleric made a hmm sound.
“This is serious. Anyway, it means the only way is to enter through the Main Gate…”
“Uncle!”
At that moment, Tie raised her hand.
“Those Hammer said earlier that liquor, delicious food, and pretty Woman can go in.”
Aleric’s eyes widened.
“So we can get in too! We have a pretty Woman too!”
Livia’s eyes filled with emotion as she hesitated.
“Oh my, Miss!”
She drooped her eyebrows and twisted her body.
“I’m so moved that Miss thought of me that way…! Well, I did grow up hearing that I’d make quite a few men cry when I got older…”
“Ta-da! It’s Veil!”
But Tie was looking at Veil, not Livia.
Veil furrowed his brow.
“…Me?”
Tie giggled and nodded.
“Veil is pretty, so he can go in!”
The Child reached out her hand to Veil.
When Veil awkwardly bent down, Tie untied Veil’s bound hair and pulled it straight down.
“Like this, like this.”
“Aah! It hurts!”
Veil stood up irritably.
As his loosened hair flowed down around his face, Veil’s characteristic prim expression was revealed.
Livia, who had been staring blankly at that sight, made a huh sound.
Meanwhile, Veil frowned at Aleric, whose eyes were shining.
“What. What are you thinking?”
His gaze trembled uneasily.
“No way, right? You’re not really thinking of making me do that… right?!”
Veil’s face, looking around at everyone, was colored with panic.
“No, I won’t do it! I really won’t! I definitely said I wouldn’t! Huh?!”
But Tie already had a pleased smile on her lips.
One hour later.
“Hiccup! Damn, I lost again. One more round…”
Seongnu Gate.
Daren’s subordinate, who was shuffling cards while drinking, paused.
“Oh my~ Hello there?”
At the bottom of the Stairs.
Another visitor had come.
“Who are you now?”
A Woman in a uniquely styled dress awkwardly waved a hand fan.
“I am. A passing. Danzu of a Traveling Troupe? I heard rumors at the Tavern that distinguished guests of the Village are here, so I came!”
The subordinates narrowed their brows.
It was because the Woman’s way of speaking was extremely awkward.
But the Woman stepped forward and continued speaking.
“Our troupe is the strongest, no, the best in the industry~ so we thought we’d boost the festivities with good intentions!”
“Hmm?”
A subtle interest crossed the subordinates’ faces.
The woman, Livia, waved her fan even more dramatically and lowered her voice.
“Of course, I, the troupe leader, won’t be performing directly.”
As she stepped aside, someone wearing a robe appeared behind her.
“This kid, no, this child is our drag-, no, our troupe’s ace and mascot.”
Livia quickly pulled off his hood.
The subordinates’ eyes widened at the revealed face.
Cat-like narrow and long eyes.
A small, straight nose and full lips, leading down to a fair and smooth neckline.
“…My name is Veily…”
Livia grinned wickedly.
This child? Is a heavenly dancer who captivates people of all ages and genders. If you let us in, you won’t regret it!”
The subordinates cleared their throats.
“Veily.”
They exchanged glances.
“…The Elder does like dancers.”
“That’s right, he likes pretty women even more.”
“Right. He’s been in a bad mood lately since Ophilie ran away. That woman would be enough…”
The subordinates who had been whispering stood up one by one.
“Alright. You there.”
They gestured to Veil.
“Leave the troupe leader or whatever behind, only you, Veily, come here.”
A vein bulged at Veil’s temple.
Livia secretly poked Veil’s back.
“…Do well, okay? You saw me acting, right? Just do exactly that much.”
Veil swallowed his curses and stepped forward.
The women’s casual clothes Livia had given him were terribly uncomfortable.
‘Damn it, I should have eaten a lot like Basto and bulked up!’
If there hadn’t been clothes that fit, Astie and Livia would have given up this ridiculous game too.
But it was already too late.
“…Sniff sniff. Did this woman spray perfume? She seems to smell nice.”
Daren’s subordinates looked Veil up and down with unpleasant eyes.
“What kind of dance do you mainly do? The Elder has high standards, you see.”
The tightly closed main gate of the fortress wall slowly opened at their hands.
When he turned his head, Livia was waving contentedly.
‘Just wait and see.’
Veil gritted his teeth inwardly and followed the subordinates into the fortress wall.
The door closed and at the end of the long corridor they reached.
“From the moment you go downstairs, you’ll need to be careful with your words and actions. Both Lord Daren and the High Priest he’s hosting are not to be taken lightly. Understand?”
Veil nodded his head roughly.
But when they finally reached the bottom of the stairs.
“Uhahahaha! Daren, you really have a talent for saying things that make me feel good!”
“What do you mean by that! You know well that I only speak the truth, don’t you? Speaking of you as a priest, you’re the strongest on the continent, a strategist, and…”
“Uhahahaha!”
A somehow familiar laughter pierced his ears.
“There, what’s that?”
At that moment, Daren, who had spotted Veil and the subordinates, turned his head.
Veil froze in place.
Across from Daren.
The one sitting contentedly with dozens of empty plates in front of him was.
‘…Croize?’
The man he had glimpsed through Serafina’s memories at the shrine.
It was definitely Cardinal Croize.
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