My Daddy Hides His Power - Chapter 106

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Father conceals his power.
106
“Grandfather!”
“Stay there. Don’t move.”
With that, Grandfather wrapped a Blue Shield around me.
As if it were a signal, three of them rushed at him all at once.
Clang!
Grandfather blocked three heavy blades alone. It looked like he was straining.
‘What do I do….’
After that, I couldn’t bear to watch.
Three swords came at him relentlessly without pause.
Yet Grandfather held his ground against them without giving an inch.
“S-stop…!”
But as time wore on, the outcome became clear.
Streaks of Blue Sword Energy and Black Sword Energy came flying through the gaps, leaving wounds across Grandfather’s body.
“Ugh.”
“G-grandfather!”
Then.
A Magic Swordsman, seizing the opening with a vicious lunge, tore a deep gash across Grandfather’s side.
I immediately ran forward, fell to my knees, and threw myself in front of him as he staggered.
“S-stop! Please, stop!”
The Imperial Guard lowered their swords.
I clasped my hands together, begging.
“I-I-I’ll go! I’ll go! I w-will, so p-please… grandfather, stop. Stop…. Ugh.”
Fool.
This isn’t the time to cry.
“S-sob, p-please….”
I wiped my blurred eyes roughly with my sleeve and looked back.
“U-ugh, g-grandfather….”
“…Lilis. You can’t. I… ugh… go behind me….”
“Grandfather, I’ll g-get father! Without anyone getting hurt, I’ll hurry back with father right away!”
“Lilis! Ugh.”
I pressed my hands against Grandfather’s bleeding side without hesitation.
Slowly the wound sealed.
Grandfather stared at it in a daze, then quickly grabbed my hand.
“G-grandfather. Sob. I’m… I’m fine. So let me go get father quickly. Please don’t fight….”
“N-no. That’s not allowed. Where do you think you’re going? What is….”
Grandfather, his face ashen, trembled as he tried to pull me into his arms.
But a rough hand from behind wrenched me away from his grasp.
“Lilis!”
“Grandfather, w-waah. D-don’t worry. When I go, my brothers will be there, and Cheshire too, so… I’ll be all right. Really, I will be.”
“You bastards! Let go of her!”
Grandfather’s eyes blazed with blood as he tried to rise.
But then.
Clank, clank.
Two Holy Knights’ blades cut off his path.
“G-grandfather….”
“W-what is this….”
Grandfather stared at me, his eyes wide and wet with tears.
I wiped away my endless tears and burned his image into my memory one last time.
“Ah!”
A Magic Swordsman hoisted me like luggage and turned to leave.
“Lilis! Stop! You bastards, stop!!!”
Grandfather’s desperate cry continued to hammer at my ears.
* * *
A granddaughter lost from his arms in an instant.
Nordic stumbled to a desk and pulled out a single sheet of paper.
The hand holding the pen trembled violently.
“Haah… haah….”
He could not calm himself.
I needed to stay calm, but my body refused to listen.
Gripping my right wrist tightly with my left hand, I couldn’t shake the dreadful images flooding my mind.
Nordic filled in the letters on the paper, one by one.
“Hurry… please hurry with this.”
A single letter, barely finished.
Nordic handed it to a boy soldier and picked up a discarded sword again.
“Take it to Enoch… go, quickly now.”
“Yes, Nordic.”
The boy soldiers were being deployed to Central Wurgen, or so they’d said. He would follow without delay.
But over three hundred Corrupted Holy Beasts….
To subdue that horde in one stroke and rescue Lilis and the children safely, there was only one capable person.
In Nordic’s knowledge, only one.
His own son.
“Tell him as fast as you can. The rest of you, come with me to Wurgen.”
“Yes!”
The boy soldiers answered with force.
The soldier who received the letter bowed deeply, his throat tight with emotion.
“Even if I must lay down my life, I swear to deliver Nordic’s command to the Duke without fail. Please, stay safe.”
* * *
I was dragged out by the Imperial Guard and immediately thrown into a carriage.
The carriage held other Octava Rank ability users like myself.
Adults and children alike, without exception.
They were all trembling with fear.
‘Stay calm. I have to stay calm.’
I took a deep breath and steeled myself.
There was no time to fall apart like a seven-year-old now.
‘This is different from the original story. The Magic Swordsman Unit Commander was supposed to survive until the end, but he’s dead.’
Commander Sian of the Magic Swordsman Unit would later hand over his position to Cheshire and continue to appear.
He was on our side, one who survived to the very end.
‘Then this Holy Beast attack shouldn’t have happened at all.’
Corrupted Holy Beasts that had appeared in Southern Olden.
The situation was grave enough that every active soldier in Jedo had been sent to Olden.
‘But Dad’s the Commander… why? Why would he do something so foolish? What happens if he doesn’t leave any forces here?’
And then it struck me.
“Oh.”
Dad would never do that.
It must have been the Emperor’s order.
“Good grief.”
If that were true, then everything fell into place perfectly.
To send boy soldiers out.
To mobilize even Octava Rank ability users under the guise of an emergency.
The Emperor had deliberately sent every soldier in Jedo south.
“Why!”
…Because of me.
Regardless of rank, to show Dad that he could control me whenever he wanted.
“Damn.”
All strength drained from my body.
At that moment, the carriage arrived at the Imperial Household.
“Everyone out.”
I stepped down from the carriage following the Imperial Guard Swordsman’s command.
The Imperial Training Grounds.
Boy soldiers awaited deployment, gathered in formation.
I walked forward, trying to ignore the racing of my heart.
As I drew closer to the ranks, familiar faces came into view.
Leon and Theo….
Gerard, whom I was seeing for the first time since leaving the Training Institute….
And even Cheshire.
They were all here.
They’d been talking with serious expressions, but when they spotted me, surprise flashed across their faces.
My throat tightened, and I ran toward them.
“Lilis? Why…?”
Cheshire’s face had gone pale, and he reached toward me with a vacant stare.
“What?”
But Leon got there first, moving like lightning, and pulled me close.
“You—what are you? Why in the world are you here?”
“Oh, brother…!”
I fought back the tears and buried myself against Leon’s chest.
Then an Imperial Guard Magic Swordsman stepped forward.
“Boy Soldier Unit 103 alone cannot undertake a Holy Beast extermination. Therefore, His Imperial Majesty commands that we dispatch Octava Rank ability users as reinforcements. You are to march out together.”
“What—you mad bastard?”
Leon’s fury erupted at once.
“If you’re short-handed, why don’t you just go with them?”
“We are the Imperial Guard. Our first duty is to the security of His Imperial Majesty. We cannot leave his side even for a moment.”
“You—you…”
“Commander of the Wurgen Holy Beast Extermination Corps, Magic Swordsman Unit soldier Leon Antrase. Immediately formulate your suppression strategy and prepare to march out. A Warp Gate will open to Wurgen Temple in thirty minutes.”
“Right.”
Leon staggered back.
I looked around at the scene before us.
Unlike the armed boy soldiers, the Octava Rank ability users who had been hastily summoned stood trembling in their everyday clothes, terror-stricken.
I was no different, dressed in my gown as I was.
The whole thing was absurd—laughable.
Apparently Leon thought the same, for he gave a hollow laugh as he looked over the gathered ability users one by one.
“What is this…what even is this?”
“Brother…?”
Twelve years old.
Too young—far too young—to become a commander, to bear the weight of everyone’s lives on my shoulders, to stand at the vanguard with a sword in my hand.
* * *
At that same moment.
In the south, in Olden.
The situation there was indeed grave enough to justify sending every soldier Jedo could muster.
The Corrupted Holy Beasts raged without cessation, their numbers staggering.
Just when they seemed to be suppressed, fresh waves erupted every thirty minutes or so from somewhere.
That made five times now.
More than a thousand Holy Beasts culled in total.
“This is maddening.”
Enoch spread a map across the table in the Command Tent, wrestling with the puzzle.
Thirty minutes until the next wave of Holy Beasts emerged.
While the others caught their breath, Enoch alone could not rest.
“Where are they coming from? I have to find their source.”
“Something’s wrong about this. I’ve never seen Holy Beasts move in packs like this, attacking so aggressively.”
Axion, who had been studying the map alongside him, spoke his thoughts aloud.
Yes, he was right—something was deeply wrong.
Holy Beasts. Beings that wielded power rooted in Holy Power, creatures that were meant to be sacred.
Corrupted though they now were, it was rare for them to threaten humans or attack settlements without extraordinary cause.
So why now…?
“Brother-in-law. Send Axion to the rear as well. Holy Power users will just get themselves killed out there.”
Alexei, standing behind them, spoke to Enoch at that moment.
He was receiving treatment from Ordia, bandages wrapped around his shoulder and ribs.
“And you—stop that. Conserve your Mana. A little spit and these wounds will heal right up.”
“What are you talking about?”
Ordia swatted Alexei’s shoulder sharply.
“Ow.”
“Nearly dead, bleeding everywhere, dragging yourself back—and now you tell me to stop? Really?”
“But then how will you take down these Holy Beasts without a scratch on you?”
Enoch watched the husband and wife bicker, his expression clouding with concern.
Just as Mana-type ability users struggle against Demonic Beasts, Holy Power users struggle against Holy Beasts.
That was why he’d stationed the Magic Power Unit in the vanguard and the Holy Power Unit in reserve.
But now that the Magic Swordsman Unit had fallen entirely.
“Please, endure just a while longer.”
The one struggling most in the vanguard was his brother-in-law, the Holy Power warrior Alexei.
“Look, I’m fine. Just send Axion back instead.”
There were only two Holy Power users at the vanguard.
Enoch and Axion alone.
“Right. That’s better. Next time, you clean up the stragglers from the rear.”
“Fine. I’m still in one piece.”
But Axion’s condition, by his own account, was far from good.
An unforeseen situation….
Enoch ran an irritated hand through his hair.
That was when it happened.
“Sir!”
Someone burst into the Command Tent.
A familiar face.
A soldier from the Duke’s household.
“What is it? How did you get here?”
The moment Enoch saw the soldier’s ashen face.
A grim foreboding seized him.

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