A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 59

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 59

However, contrary to their concerns, the Mercenary Association’s actions were unexpected.

‘The association gave the commission rights to whom?’

‘They gave it to a small mercenary group recommended by the Lord of Lindelfel, one that knows Lindelfel’s terrain well.’

‘That’s ridiculous. Is that really true?’

The Mercenary Association began distributing national commission rights in a very clean and proper manner.

This shattered everyone’s expectations that corruption and lobbying would run rampant.

‘Didn’t Trevaga also request commission rights? I naturally thought the association would hand it over to Trevaga…!’

‘They say the association seemed to be considering it too. Since if Trevaga moved, a Mastone siege would be possible without major risk.’

‘But why? Why did they leave Trevaga aside and give it to some unheard-of small mercenary group?’

‘I told you. That mercenary group’s leader is a Lindelfel native. They said he knows the terrain so well that he could flexibly respond even in chaotic battles.’

‘…I can’t believe it.’

‘Right? I can’t believe it either.’

The Mercenary Association treated all mercenary groups very fairly.

They didn’t show favoritism to higher-ranked mercenary groups or discriminate against those without power.

Thanks to this, the number of mercenary groups joining the association naturally drew an upward curve.

‘It’s been quiet for the past few years, so I temporarily forgot.’

In reality, Basto had no reason to care about the Mercenary Association since leaving Death Hound.

When he was going around sieging Mastones alone, what use were national commission rights to him?

“…But to think that association would step forward to rescue us.”

Agabelt wasn’t even affiliated with the association, after all.

What was even more surprising was something else.

The fact that the targets of the mobilization order were the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd places clearly listed in the rankings.

Among them, Grim Ripper and Silvar’s reputation was understandable, but Trevaga was truly unexpected.

Befitting their unshakable 1st place, they were big shots among big shots who charged hundreds of thousands of gold per commission.

“From what I can see, it doesn’t seem to be entirely because of us.”

Then Veil interjected.

He was rolling the communication device in his hand back and forth, lost in some thought.

“The Factory Manager is also trapped in the subspace with them.”

Basto was momentarily dazed, then quickly came to his senses.

‘Come to think of it.’

His head was so full of worry about Tie that he had completely forgotten about Berukon.

Berukon was the greatest blacksmith currently existing in the Empire.

So much so that even the Emperor would personally visit to receive weapons from him.

“That guy talked back to the Emperor and still survived unscathed. Did he get house arrest for just a day or two?”

Basto also knew about the incident where Berukon had raged at the Emperor who came with his broken weapon.

‘He even made such an outrageous statement in front of nobles and Paladins, so rumors spread throughout the entire Empire.’

That the mighty Emperor had been disrespected by a mere blacksmith.

If it had been anyone other than Berukon, they would have been immediately beheaded and their head hung in the Imperial Capital.

But the Emperor spared Berukon.

Even though there was talk of executing him, in the end he was left alone to continue making weapons.

And behind this was the strong bond between the Imperial Court and the Order.

“If something happens to Berukon, the Paladins’ weapon supply will immediately become difficult. They’re already a group with high weapon dependency, so if they can’t siege due to lack of weapons, the Emperor’s reputation would be at stake.”

After speaking, Veil also sent a meaningful look to Enzo.

“In that sense, it was a good idea. Asking the association for help, I mean. I was honestly so scared I couldn’t think of anything.”

An awkward expression crossed Enzo’s face.

“No. I just did what I should naturally do as a unit member.”

He looked like he couldn’t smile comfortably due to worry about Astie trapped in the subspace.

Basto, growing anxious, clenched his fists and looked out the window.

The time flowing until support personnel arrived felt complicated.

‘Even just half a day trapped in subspace… you should consider them dead with high probability.’

Half of the half-day Olek mentioned was already passing.

Once again feeling the blood drain from his body, he was silently holding his forehead when—

“Look here!”

The workshop door opened and a blacksmith rushed in with an urgent face.

“A formation has appeared in front of the Armory!”

The appearance of a formation meant that one of the mercenary groups that received the mobilization order had just arrived in the Weapon District.

Basto jumped up from his seat and looked around at his unit members without breathing.

“Let’s go.”

Then everyone followed him out of the workshop.

“Geez, how troublesome.”

Mercenary ranking 2nd place.

Ripper Aldobrat, leader of Grim Ripper, muttered while putting on a gauntlet with one hand.

When he raised his head, he could see the desolate appearance of the Weapon District.

From the dry leaves rolling across the barren ground to the gray buildings with no aesthetic appeal.

“This is why I don’t come here. Everything looks so black.”

“Leader. Still, you can’t ignore Populosa’s products. You only use armor forged here anyway.”

As Vice-leader Gaebon spoke, black smoke rose from the chimney of a building.

Ripper grumbled and pulled his gaiter up over his nose.

“Yeah right. Berukon’s been getting more and more annoying, so I was thinking of changing suppliers.”

“Were you really?”

“Yeah. But of all things. Who would have known I’d be mobilized for a job to rescue that Berukon bastard. If it wasn’t a national commission, I would have…”

Ripper trailed off and clicked his tongue while turning around.

Not far away, the Armory with its impressive grandeur came into view.

He muttered in a strange voice.

“Anyway, Krazaar’s subspace is open there.”

There wasn’t a mercenary who didn’t know about the great monster Krazaar.

Even though only its core remained now.

“Do monster cores normally just revive on their own? It was originally a weapon. That old man Berukon, I told him dozens of times to sell it, but he refused to give it up no matter what.”

Gaebon scratched his head.

“Well… from what we heard from the association, it doesn’t seem to be a full revival.”

“Then?”

“What was it? The magic power remaining in the core might have created a subspace?”

“That’s revival. Actually, it doesn’t matter what it is. Just smash it and it’s over.”

When Ripper struck his chest, his iron armor and gauntlets clashed, making a metallic sound.

Gaebon reluctantly nodded.

“Yes, well. But the subspace isn’t visible from the outside at all. I think Tesedan Beronio needs to come first.”

“Why that bastard again!”

“Even though he’s annoying, don’t we need to use ‘those eyes’ of his to dispel the subspace’s concealment?”

Ah—

Ripper briefly groaned and nodded.

If that was the case, they would definitely need that Tesetan bastard’s help.

But just then.

“Oh my, what should we do? Trevaga might not come.”

A gentle voice came from behind.

When he turned his head, a silver-haired woman in a white blouse and beige apron was staring at Ripper and Gaebon.

Ripper’s eyes instantly narrowed.

“…Elanes?”

Ranking 3rd.

It was Elanes who led the ‘Scream of Silvar’.

She waved the wooden ladle in her hand and smiled.

“How long has it been, Ripper? It’s been way too long.”

Ripper’s expression twisted.

He looked Elanes up and down with a displeased face.

“Why do you look like that? As if you just came out of a kitchen.”

Elenes waved the wooden ladle in her hand back and forth.

“Oh my, how did you know? I did just come from the kitchen.”

“You? In a kitchen?”

“Well, I felt bad always eating meals my husband made, so I tried to cook something myself. I didn’t know a summons would suddenly come down though.”

Ripper shook his head back and forth.

Then he spoke with suspicious eyes.

“But what did you just say?”

“What?”

“That talk about Tesedan Beronio might not come.”

Elanes made an “Ahh-” sound and smiled.

“Well, you see.”

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