A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 60

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 60

“He says he won’t go. Says there’s no time.”

Tesetan said this and flicked his right hand.

As the thick monster blood splattered in long streaks over the dry fallen leaves, Aleric swallowed hard and stepped forward.

“Danzu. You can’t do this.”

At those words, Tesetan, who had been wiping the monster blood from his body, paused.

When his gaze turned toward him, Aleric unconsciously swallowed dry saliva.

“Was it wrong? For me to do this?”

The questioning voice was gentle.

There was even a faint smile playing at his lips.

But Aleric knew.

That at this moment, Tesetan’s eyes weren’t smiling at all.

“Danzu. What I mean is…”

Aleric anxiously lowered his gaze.

Where his eyes fell, he could see Tesetan’s sword wrapped in strange currents all around.

The air subtly trembling around the blade.

Bluish mana raging as if alive, and golden energy opposing it.

The two energies seemed about to collide yet maintained perfect balance as they undulated.

Aleric swallowed a sigh.

‘He is tired. Very much so.’

Tesetan’s sword energy was always like this.

The more tired Tesetan was, the more wildly it tended to rage.

So while Aleric desperately wanted to let him rest,

“It’s Berukon. The one trapped in Krazaru’s subspace.”

Even in a situation where everyone was exhausted from consecutive sieges, this particular summons had to be answered.

Because,

“What will you do if Berukon dies because Danzu refused the summons?”

Berukon’s life was hanging in their hands right now.

However, there wasn’t even a flicker in Tesetan’s expression.

“What’s there to do. Just show my face at the funeral and be done with it.”

“Danzu!”

Aleric looked back at his companions behind him in frustration.

But they all just shook their heads.

Aleric let out a groan and took a short deep breath.

Then he approached Tesetan and said,

“This isn’t such a simple matter, Danzu.”

“Then what kind of problem is it. You know best what I’ve been doing for the past three days.”

Aleric silently closed his mouth.

Tesetan continued coldly.

“If there’s a problem, it’s not with me but with that damn Frost Association. They accepted me, no, Trevaga as an affiliated group but haven’t given us a single national commission, Aleric.”

“…”

“And then constantly summons. Come do this, come do that. Am I a mercenary or their pet dog? Since when exactly.”

Aleric clenched and unclenched his fist before opening his lips.

“Danzu. Of course I know too. That the Frost Association is being troublesome.”

When they first joined that association, Aleric hadn’t predicted this situation.

‘I thought the association would accommodate us to some degree.’

If the Frost Association at that time was a roughly made aquarium, then Trevaga was a great fish that roamed the open seas.

When such a great fish would personally enter their aquarium.

He thought they’d at least throw some proper food.

‘But they’ve never once given us authorization to undertake national commissions.’

Of course, Trevaga could live quite comfortably just from regular commissions and sieging mastones.

All outstanding members without exception, and already excellent reputation.

There were many who needed them even without national commissions.

However, even for such a Trevaga, when their national commission participation rate had been 0 percent for several years, things changed.

“I also know that our reputation isn’t looking good.”

Aleric added this and looked at Tesetan with earnest eyes.

“But this really isn’t just a simple matter of pride.”

One of Tesetan’s eyebrows rose slightly.

“All the weapons used by the Paladins go through Berukon’s workshop. If he dies and the workshop stops, it means there will be no one to repair the Paladins’ chipped swords immediately.”

The Paladins’ swords basically had to be crafted to contain holy power.

Berukon was one of the few people who could systematically carry out this difficult and complex process.

“Danzu. The moment Berukon dies, all the blame will pour down on us. From the Order, the Imperial Court, and the Paladins alike.”

Tesetan’s motionless head finally tilted slightly.

“We don’t have any particular friendship with them anyway. Do you want to get on their bad side completely this time?”

“…”

“Also, what’s the reason we’ve endured in the association until now? It’s because we wanted to see when those bastards would give us authorization, wanting to get it at least once before leaving.”

“…”

“But if we refuse the summons now, everything we’ve worked for will go down the drain.”

“Ha.”

As if finding it troublesome, Tesetan deeply lowered his head.

He roughly swept up his black hair and glared at Aleric with displeased eyes.

“Should I be honest?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m a bit tired right now so I might be on edge, keep that in mind.”

Tesetan lifted his chin and looked down.

“I just want whatever happens to happen. Damn Imperial Court and Order.”

“Pardon?”

“What will they do if they’re dissatisfied with me? Have I been playing around? Sorry, but I’ve been busy too. Dealing with the large mastones that suddenly appeared here at the Imperial borders.”

Tesetan’s words were true.

For the past few months, Trevaga’s schedule had been incredibly tight.

While not giving them authorization for ‘national commissions’, the Imperial Court always strangely used Trevaga.

Not only that, there was an absurd incident a few days ago.

‘Just when I thought we could rest a bit, large mastones suddenly sprouted in clusters at the Imperial borders.’

The Paladins abandoned the siege as soon as they heard the news.

There were no Imperial citizens residing in that area, so there was no need to siege?

Of course, it seemed like an order from higher up rather than the Paladins themselves…

‘But we couldn’t just leave several large mastones alone either.’

The problem was that there were few mercenary groups in the Empire that could handle siege warfare of this scale.

But just then, the emperor of the neighboring country offered high compensation.

Naturally, Trevaga took on the siege warfare.

As a result, Tesetan’s temper became even rougher.

‘It’s natural that Danzu is tired.’

Tesetan particularly hated sieging multiple large mastones together.

He said just seeing clustered large mastones made him nauseous.

But still, the battle proceeded smoothly, and it seemed the siege would end safely.

But today, as soon as the long siege warfare was finished, a summons came from the association.

For the reason that they had to save Berukon trapped in subspace.

“I feel grimy and want to wash up.”

Tesetan lightly picked up the sword he had leaned against the tree.

“I’ll sleep well for two days, so don’t wake me up.”

“No, but still…!”

Aleric watched Tesetan’s retreating figure heading toward the barracks with a dejected expression.

If Trevaga fell out of favor with the higher-ups, securing national contracts would become even more difficult.

Moreover, other mercenary groups eagerly eyeing the top position would be celebrating like it was a festival.

“…Nothing’s going right.”

As he muttered, a colleague who had been watching from the sidelines approached.

“Aleric, what are you going to wear to the Factory Manager’s funeral?”

It was Livia.

Aleric sighed and glared at Livia.

“Just leave me alone for now, Livia. I have a headache.”

Livia’s eyes widened.

“Huh? It’s troublesome if our strategist’s head already hurts. We need to start thinking about how to scout Basto Paerix from now on.”

“What?”

“I overheard this from ‘Silvar’s Cry’ earlier, but there’s another person trapped with Berukon.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Agabert Prince. That weirdo who goes around pretending to be four years old.”

Livia giggled.

“Isn’t it funny? We were worried because he was supposed to be a monster, but he disappeared on his own like this. When the Sorcerer King dies, let’s make sure we recruit Basto Paerix. Okay?”

“What are you talking about now.”

At that moment, a strange voice came from behind.

When they turned around, Tesetan, who had been heading toward the barracks, was standing at an angle looking at them.

“It’s not just Berukon trapped in the subspace?”

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