A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad - Chapter 68

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A Powerful Child Searches for Dad Episode 68

“Kyuung….”

At the sound of Ppupppu grumbling, Tie raised her eyebrows sharply.

Then she glanced once at Berukon, who was untangling the badminton net wrapped around his ankle from a distance, before speaking.

“Stop making excuses, Ppupppu.”

“…Kyu!”

“That’s just an excuse right now! No matter how much you wanted to hatch, you shouldn’t touch people’s trauma!”

“Kyu, kyu. Kyurung.”

Tie closed her mouth.

‘Ppupppu said he had no choice because he had to survive…!’

Her heart softened at the unexpected answer.

As if sensing this, a faint glimmer flashed in Ppupppu’s eyes for a moment.

The baby elephant put his hands on his hips and began to continue with a longer retort.

“Kyururung. Kyu! Kyukyu!”

“But still….”

When difficult words like ‘laws of nature’ and ‘competition for survival’ came out of Ppupppu’s mouth, Tie’s eyes spun round and round.

Despite calling her mother, Ppupppu seemed much smarter than Tie.

“Kyururung. Kyu? Kyu. Kyurot.”

Then Ppupppu bounced up and down on Tie’s palm.

Tie pondered for a moment before asking back.

“Really?”

“Kyu!”

“You really promise?”

Ppupppu shook his trunk vigorously.

Tie sighed as if she couldn’t win.

“…They say no parent can beat their child.”

Then she gently stroked Ppupppu’s head with her finger.

“Fine. From now on, absolutely don’t bother people.”

“Kyu…!”

“If you’re hungry, Mother will give you mana. Understand?”

Ppupppu, lying flat on his belly, made a heart shape with his trunk.

It was when Tie was giggling.

[I figured as much.]

A sarcastic voice came from below.

When she looked down, Lucalion was sitting demurely on the floor, having appeared at some point.

His black tail struck the floor with sharp thwacks, as if in a bad mood.

[You’re going to share your mana with that guy?]

Before answering, Tie first checked where Berukon was.

Berukon was looking around the Faculty Office and had gone out to the Play Area.

Tie lowered her voice to a whisper.

“Kamang. Ppupppu says he can only survive with Tie’s mana. Otherwise, he gets too hungry and has to eat people’s trauma.”

[Are you seriously going to take in a demon?]

Tie scooted a bit closer to Lucalion on her bottom.

“But he says he can’t remember… The baby is pitiful.”

[What’s so important about that? Forgetting is natural for everyone.]

Tie’s expression became dejected.

Soon her small lips jutted out.

“…But still, Tie doesn’t like it when someone loses their memory.”

Meanwhile, Lucalion barely managed to swallow a sigh.

It was obvious what Astie was thinking about right now.

‘Obviously thinking about that man.’

The man, Astie’s father.

The reason Lucalion knew of his existence was simple.

‘Because I heard about him every day in the previous world.’

Back then, Lucalion was asleep inside the Resting Couch.

And from inside there, he could faintly hear sounds from outside.

Including the sounds of Tie and that man living together, talking with neighbors, and various other sounds.

In the Resting Couch, Lucalion was relatively comfortable.

He felt good when he heard Astie laughing, and felt uncomfortable on days when she happened to cry.

‘…Can I simply describe that as uncomfortable.’

Lucalion felt as if the world was shattering when the child cried.

Should he say that unbearable compassion would rise up, and he felt an obsession that he had to stop the child’s tears by any means necessary?

Lucalion sighed again.

‘That’s why it happened. That day too.’

The moment when Astie first touched him in that box was vivid.

Lucalion’s eyes snapped open as if awakening from a long sleep.

It felt like hot blood was flowing again through his frozen veins.

And then he saw for the first time.

“Kamang. Are you okay?”

Astie, who looked not much different from now.

Eyes the color of fresh buds reminiscent of spring coming to the lakeside.

A small, white face and plump cheeks.

It was a face he was seeing for the first time. Clearly unfamiliar and awkward, yet simultaneously familiar.

That’s why it was bewildering.

The moment he saw the child’s face, he felt a longing as if all the walls in his heart would crumble.

Lucalion literally couldn’t control himself the moment he saw Astie’s tears.

How could he make the child stop crying?

How could he relieve even a little of that sadness?

That’s why he had distorted space and time with the power he had recovered over a long time in the Resting Couch.

What the child ultimately wanted was that man, that is, Astie’s father, but….

‘He was already dead in that world.’

That’s how they returned to Talochium.

But once they arrived, things he had forgotten in his severed memories came back to him.

The fact that before falling asleep in the Resting Couch, he had been chased by something.

The fact that the operation of mana within his body was unusual.

Even the point that although he had brought the child immediately, the man wouldn’t remember her anyway.

Just as his head became complicated with anguish, he fell asleep from mana depletion.

Of course, just like in South Korea, Lucalion could roughly understand the outside situation even from within the Resting Couch.

As long as he didn’t fall into too deep a rest, such things would naturally reach his ears without effort.

The problem was that what he could do from the Resting Couch was limited.

But should he call it fortunate?

During that time, he accidentally discovered something.

The fact that he could absorb Astie’s mana.

It wasn’t even that difficult.

Lucalion just needed to make contact with Astie in any way.

Whether he was in the Resting Couch or manifested.

The moment Astie’s hand touched him, high-purity mana flowed into him abundantly.

As if some law of nature existed between the two.

In reality, from that moment on, the things Lucalion could do increased greatly.

He could have absorbed Astie’s magical power to his heart’s content and left, or prepared to face those who would someday pursue him.

But he couldn’t do that.

Because Astie weighed on his mind.

‘What is it about that child anyway.’

Lucalion stared intently at Tie with resentful feelings.

Astie was a strange existence to him.

From the very first moment his severed memories began, Astie had seemed like a sovereign to him.

A sovereign who must be served absolutely.

An absolute being who gently held his leash, whom he could never defy now or ever.

Because of this, Lucalion couldn’t take deep rest even when he was at the Resting Couch.

He kept his nerves on edge all day, keenly observing the outside situation.

To manifest when Astie was in a dangerous situation.

And when the child was safe, he would return to the couch to rest again.

If he stayed manifested for too long, he would have to absorb more magical power from Astie.

But Lucalion found something distasteful about absorbing Astie’s magical power.

That act felt somehow like wounding the child’s body to drink blood.

Of course, when the child was trapped in subspace, he too had wanted to manifest immediately and eliminate that damn Krazaru.

But perhaps because the location was subspace, manipulating magical power wasn’t easy, which was why his manifestation was delayed.

‘…Whatever the case.’

Lucalion shook his head vigorously to dispel his thoughts.

And with his eyes fiercely open, he glared at the uninvited guest before him.

Right now, at this moment, the biggest problem was exactly that thing.

That strangely shaped, unpleasant monster.

But Astie had said she would willingly give her magical power to that stupid monster.

The magical power that Lucalion had devoted all his attention to conserving, which was so precious and scarce to him.

Lucalion glared at the triumphant-looking Small Elephant and said through gritted teeth.

[I don’t trust this. No, I can’t trust it.]

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