My Daddy Hides His Power - Chapter 127

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Dad hiding his strength
Chapter 127
“If you possess Holy Power, you could afflict her with Holy Fever.”
Ability Users suffer from certain sicknesses.
Mana Collision, Runaway, Holy Fever.
Mana Collision occurs in Ability Users whose Holy Power and Mana stats are equal.
Runaway and Holy Fever manifest in Ability Users whose Mana and Holy Power stats, respectively, are excessively high.
Among these, Holy Fever is a kind of rite of passage that temple-born believers undergo once in their lifetime.
“Since it’s a sickness rooted in Holy Power, couldn’t Your Majesty perhaps induce the child into Holy Fever through your own ability?”
“…Yes, I could.”
Nicholas’s mouth opened slowly.
When Holy Fever manifests, an Ability User falls into deep sleep and begins to suffer.
Most who endure Holy Fever for about a week wake naturally, though some Ability Users do end up dying from it.
There is no way to forcibly awaken an Ability User afflicted with Holy Fever.
Save through Primera’s boundless power.
“Don’t you remember, Your Majesty? When you personally awakened the young believers of Pavil Temple from Holy Fever.”
It would be a shame if a high-tier Ability User died without overcoming Holy Fever.
Even more so if they were believers of the New Doctrine, his allies.
So Nicholas made it his practice to personally awaken the New Doctrine believers suffering from Holy Fever at Pavil Temple.
Since it was rooted in Holy Power, it took almost no Life Force to awaken them—an easy task indeed.
“Who could possibly know whether the child fell into Holy Fever through Your Majesty’s ability?”
“Quite right. Yes….”
If she possessed Holy Power, the only certainty was that it dominated her Mana.
Whether her Holy Power stat was high enough to trigger Holy Fever remained unknowable to anyone.
“Only the great Primera possesses the Divine Power to awaken one afflicted with Holy Fever, does she not?”
Timothy added as he watched satisfaction bloom across Nicholas’s face.
“Enoch will have no choice but to come seeking you on his own two feet, begging: please, awaken my daughter.”
Then.
Knock, knock. A sound at the door.
“Your Majesty, Enoch has arrived.”
Advisor Ramon’s voice announced the awaited visitor.
“Yes. Show him in.”
The corners of Nicholas’s mouth curved up with contempt.
* * *
I’d eaten a hearty breakfast, and now climbed the Back Mountain with Axion and Cheshire.
Axion, tasked with a full day of child-rearing, ground his teeth the whole time but played with me eagerly anyway.
“Hehehehe! Uncle, catch it~!”
Thwack!
“Oof!”
The snowball I’d thrown flew from my hand and struck Axion’s thigh with sharp force!
Impressive combat power.
Maybe I’m pretty strong after all?
“You’re done for, kid.”
“Huh? W-wait, Uncle! Hold on a second! Time out!”
Axion packed together an enormous snowball.
It was a different scale entirely from the one I’d thrown.
“That’s not fair!”
“What’s not fair?”
“Eek!”
I spun around and crouched. The snowball smacked against my back and exploded.
“Owww, that hurt!”
“Stop whining. It wasn’t packed tight.”
“Hehehehe.”
Truth was, I felt it as it hit—loosely packed, falling apart the moment it struck.
“This is fun!”
I sniffled and started gathering more snow with both hands.
Then I suddenly noticed Cheshire sitting quietly in the distance, watching Axion and me.
‘Hmm.’
Cheshire seemed as mentally unraveled as Dad, and he appeared angry with me too.
‘I should apologize, shouldn’t I?’
You won’t do it for me.
Cheshire said it clearly, firmly: he wouldn’t choose my sacrifice for the survival of many.
My shock was short-lived.
I felt sorry toward Cheshire.
‘I really went too far.’
I’d been so terrified of dying that I begged Cheshire, who knew nothing, to save me dozens of times.
And after confusing him like that,
‘now I’m basically saying, if there’s no other way, just kill me already—and yeah, I’d be angry too if I were him.’
Besides, I’d already become quite a precious friend to Cheshire.
Of course he couldn’t bring himself to kill me without hesitation.
“Cheshire! Want to have a staring contest?”
“No.”
I called to him, but Cheshire was firm again.
I pouted and began gathering my energy to focus my eyes once more.
“Aren’t you cold?”
As I sniffled, Axion drew near.
“No, I’m fine.”
“What do you mean fine? You keep sniffling.”
I really was fine.
I was wearing a thick coat with a red cloak draped over it, a fur hat, fur boots, and gloves fitted snugly on my hands.
“Come here.”
Axion faced me and pulled the bell hanging from the front of the cloak, drawing it snug.
“Your ears are red.”
Next, he pressed the fur hat down to cover my ears, then pulled out a pair of chick-yellow gloves from his pocket.
What? When did he get those?
“Your gloves are wet, so change into these.”
“Okay!”
He peeled off my wet gloves and held my reddened hands, warming them with his breath.
Then he put on the new gloves and collected the wet ones.
“Hehehehe…”
“What? Why are you laughing?”
Axion raised his eyebrows at my laughter.
“Because you’re so good at taking care of me…”
“What?”
Axion stiffened.
Was it because of that strange lucid dream I’d had?
I found myself newly grateful that Axion was on Father’s side.
「As the end drew near,
Enoch’s revenge—which had always come before the greater good—was finally coming to completion.
Axion spoke carefully to Enoch, who sat in long silence clutching his daughter’s doll, worn with the marks of his hands.
“I’ve been regretting it.”
“…What?”
“That day, with you.”
…….
“Taking your daughter from you.”」
In the last chapter of the original story, Axion said that.
There was nothing to apologize for, nothing to regret.
And yet—a person who felt all the anguish and guilt nonetheless.
‘Whew, I was right to follow Father’s lead and come back to Jedo. That way everyone’s hearts stay at ease.’
If I’d dragged things out, I’d have been kidnapped for sure, and that would’ve meant death.
Since Father was a deserter, the Emperor had plenty of justification to kidnap me and keep me then.
But now?
The daughter of the strongest man alive—someone even the Emperor can’t pick a fight with lightly—and an Octava at that!
As long as my identity doesn’t come to light, the Emperor won’t dare openly torment me.
So I have absolutely no regrets about my choice to return to Jedo.
“Uncle!”
“What.”
“You know how my father bothers you a lot… but still, please be his friend for life.”
“Why would I?”
Axion grimaced.
“I’m just counting the days until I can retire and never have to look at your father’s face again. And now you’re talking about being lifelong friends? Don’t say things that’ll give me nightmares.”
“No, no, no! That won’t work!”
“What do you mean it won’t work! I don’t like it!”
I grabbed Axion’s leg as he tried to stand, hanging on to it. He was fighting back a smile even as he protested.
“Uncle, uncle! Now a snowman! Will you make a snowman with me?”
“Sigh, what is this… you’re just like your father. The child never gets tired.”
Axion grumbled, but he began rolling up his sleeves all the same, apparently willing to build a snowman.
I made two tiny snowmen beside him.
“Hehe, Cheshire! Look at this!”
And I ran over to him.
“I made these! You and me!”
…….
Cheshire gazed at the snowmen silently.
I set them down gently in front of him and sat at his side.
“Cheshire, I’m sorry.”
…….
“I was only thinking about myself. If someone told me to kill you, I couldn’t do it either. I can’t do that, so I’m sorry for asking it of you.”
…….
“Can I change my request?”
Cheshire looked at me. Then he spoke.
“You don’t have to say it. I know what you’re going to ask.”
“Oh? You know without me saying anything?”
“Yeah. You’re going to tell me not to fail.”
Smart as always.
“If you succeed, no one has to suffer. You’ll be safe, and everyone else will be safe too.”
“Right, that’s true.”
I nodded and watched his expression carefully.
“By the way, did you talk to Father about something yesterday?”
“A lot. I know everything now. What the man is doing right now, and what I need to do.”
“I see.”
Father, who had been teaching Cheshire for the future.
But he surely hadn’t intended to tell an eleven-year-old everything all at once.
‘Ugh, that letter.’
Because of me, everything had been accelerated.
What must Father have been thinking when he asked an eleven-year-old boy if he could behead the Emperor for the sake of world peace?
And what must have been going through Cheshire’s mind when he heard it?
“Did you… say you’d do it?”
“I have to.”
Cheshire answered without hesitation and added:
“I’ve always wondered why I’m a Dos—a non-ability user mixed-blood—yet I was born as an Ability User who can use power without Primera’s permission.”
…….
“But now I know the reason.”
I nodded.
Perhaps it was a divine calling of sorts.
Cheshire was the protagonist who would save the world.
The only Ability User capable of striking down a wicked tyrant.
“Because I need to save you.”
Ring.
But I stumbled at his unexpected answer.
“Huh?”
“Only I can do it. So I have to succeed, no matter what.”
Cheshire turned away from me and spoke while looking at the two snowmen.
“With you… I’ll survive.”
* * *
“With you… I’ll survive.”
A solemn vow.
Lilis, hearing it, didn’t know what to do, then whispered shyly.
“Yeah. Thank you.”
The two of them sat in silence for a long while.
As if the warmth of each other’s presence was conversation enough.
Cheshire felt Lilis lean gently against his shoulder, and he continued staring at the two clumsily crafted snowmen.
We can make it.
We’ll be able to survive like this.
The Emperor.
How terrifying a being he truly is.
How far he can threaten us—I don’t know.
But….
Thump.
Just then, one of the snowmen toppled forward.
“Oh.”
Cheshire reached out to right it, then turned to look at Lilis, still leaning against his shoulder.
“Lilis.”
…….
“Hey?”
Was she exhausted? Lilis had fallen asleep in an instant.
“Wake up. It’s cold—let’s go inside and sleep.”
Cheshire shook Lilis gently.
He thought she’d wake with a start any moment now.
“…Lilis?”
Lilis went limp at his touch and collapsed limply onto the snow without resistance.

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