A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad (Novel) - Chapter 120

Chapter 120

“What? Fifteen thousand gold in total?”

After returning to the mansion, Tie nodded to the astonished Veil.

Then he took out a handful of gold coins from the sack and held them out to Veil.

“Should I give hyung a little?”

Veil opened his eyes wide.

But soon he waved his hands.

“I-it’s fine. I haven’t really done anything all this time. Give it later if I do anything.”

“Why haven’t you done anything? You adventured with Tie from the gate all the way here.”

“That, I did. All the while only burdening you. I even caused trouble in Caldenvine Ridge.”

Tie opened her mouth wide.

‘So Veil hyung was still blaming himself!’

Ever since the time he had thrown a punch at Reginald.

Veil had still been in a dispirited state.

To the point that whenever Reginald was mentioned somehow, he would look at Tie anxiously and then avoid his seat.

“Tie kept saying it’s okay……”

But no matter how much he told him it was okay, Veil could not easily recover his spirits.

It was when Tie had no choice but to put the gold coins back into her pocket.

“Now our mercenary company has income worthy of being called income too, Astie.”

With a benevolent expression, Nordix stroked his head.

“Let us gradually think about how to use that money. Since it is such a large sum, I think we should also consider where to store it……”

“Kyut!”

It was then.

Feeling something tap-tap against her knee, Tie lowered her gaze.

At the end of his gaze was Ppuppu, pointing at the air with his nose and staring with round eyes.

“Kkyurung-”

“Huh?”

The next moment an exclamation burst from Enzo’s mouth.

Because a black hole had opened wide where Ppuppu was pointing with his nose.

Tie, realizing what it was, cried out.

“It’s subspage!”

Nordix’s, Veil’s, and Basto’s eyes widened.

In the meantime, Ppuppu cheerfully climbed onto the sack holding the gold coins, then took out one gold coin with his nose.

Then he ran to the front of the subspace and threw it inside.

“Waaah-!”

Tie hurried over to the subspace Ppuppu had made.

The child’s eyes sparkled as he peered inside.

“It’s a subspage storage room!”

“A storage room?”

Only then did the members all crowd around the subspace one after another.

Inside the not-very-large entrance.

Really, the one gold coin Ppuppu had thrown in was sparkling on the wooden floor.

“……Kyut! Kkyurung.”

“He says if we put it in here, nobody can steal it. And also, whenever we need it, we can take it out again and use it.”

At Tie’s words, Nordix’s expression brightened.

“Is that really so? That’s very good. Then there will be no need to rent a national vault separately.”

Usually, when nobles became wealthy, they would convert some of it into currency or pure gold and store it in a national vault.

But in order to use a vault, they had to pay an enormous usage fee every year, and in order to simplify the procedures, they also needed a separate finance officer.

“It really was Krazar……”

Meanwhile, Veil muttered from beside them.

Basto nodded with a stiff face.

“Yes. I had roughly known it, but seeing it again like this……”

Krazar, who had been known to have vanished, was alive and well.

And in a harmless form at that, beside Tie, who was known as the Necromancer King.

“This, is this really okay?”

It was when the anxious Veil and Basto exchanged glances again.

“Enough, enough. It’s all in the past.”

Nordix laughed and lightened the mood around them.

He picked up one sack, tied it tightly, then threw it into the subspace.

“Move these too, please.”

Basto and Veil began moving the remaining sacks of gold coins into the subspace.

As if he had been waiting for it, Ppuppu enlarged the size of the entrance to the subspace.

“C-could a person enter here too?”

Enzo, who had been watching the sight, asked.

Tie smiled brightly.

“Yeeeng. He says people can enter too.”

“Oho……”

“N-now then. If you’re all done, you should slowly have lunch, shouldn’t you?”

Just then, Marshall came walking out from the direction of the dining room holding a large ladle.

Whatever he had made, beads of sweat had formed on Marshall’s forehead.

“To celebrate Agabert’s first profit, I tried making some meat pies and homemade sauce.”

“Wow, I was hungry. Thank you.”

Raul stood up with a bright face.

Enzo followed behind him.

After checking that the subspace had closed, Tie quickly lifted Ppuppu onto her shoulder.

“Lucariong! Let’s go eat!”

When he shouted, Lucarion slowly appeared from the second-floor stairs.

Holding a book covered with unknown ancient letters again.

‘What kind of book is it?’

Tilting her head, Tie grinned anyway.

Then he tightly held Lucarion’s hand and headed toward the kitchen.

Thinking that having a house.

And having family who lived together in that house was a good thing.

The next day.

The Agabert members sat huddled together in front of the fireplace.

The first-floor living room gave off a very cozy atmosphere because Marshall had laid down a soft carpet.

“It’s this evening.”

Veil, who had been lying at the end of the eight-person sofa, muttered while looking at the ceiling.

“In all my life, to think I would get invited to the house of a holy knight, and not just any one but the Grand Commander.”

Raul, sitting on the carpet, nodded too.

“You can say that again. It is something I could not do even when I was in the Holy Knights, yet I never knew I would do it after becoming a mercenary.”

“Come to think of it. Did the Grand Commander not say a precise time separately?”

Tie, holding a teddy bear orb, raised her head.

“Mmm. He didn’t say the time, and the date is today.”

The date the Grand Commander had said to meet was the day the second full moon rose in the sky, counting from the day she and Tie had met.

“The first full moon rose while we were in the weapons district, and Grandpa Nordix said the second full moon rises today.”

“Then today is correct. They will have information capabilities too, so they will know that we have established a base. Will they send someone in time?”

It was then.

Knock, knock, knock.

A distinct knocking sound came from the front entrance.

Basto and Veil, who had been leaning against the sofa, raised their bodies.

Marshall, who had been sitting in the chair beside the stairs, also opened her eyes round.

But before the members could step forward.

“Waaah!”

Tie, springing up, ran to the door.

Then he cried out in a greatly excited voice.

“This is Tie’s house! Who is it?”

After the silence that followed.

From beyond the door came a youthful and neat answer.

“I came from the mansion across from yours.”

“Huh?”

Then the door opened.

With the doorway between them, Tie opened her eyes round.

That was only natural, because seeing the guest standing before his eyes made his mouth open of its own accord.

‘So pretty……’

A girl about her age with her hair tied back in one bundle was looking at Tie with a prim face.

Then her purple eyes sparkled like jewels.

“Are you the people who moved into this mansion yesterday?”

If this were Hanbit Kindergarten, she would surely have been a child in the same Quail Class.

“Th-that, um……”

Tie’s eyes shook at the calm and clear pronunciation that did not suit a child.

The girl continued speaking.

“I came to tell you that Rosewobel Street has an old tradition. If there is a house moving in, it is proper manners at the very least to show your face at the surrounding mansions and greet them by saying that you ask for their kind treatment.”

Oh no.

Was there really also a culture in Daddy’s hometown where, when you moved in, you went around sharing rice cakes?

While Tie was flustered, the girl folded her arms.

Then, for some reason, she asked in a prim tone.

“Are you a young lady?”

“Mmm……?”

“Is the owner of this mansion a young lady?”

Tie unconsciously closed her mouth.

Even so, the girl continued speaking.

“It is the role of the owner to come out to the front entrance and receive guests, and yet a young lady came out, so.”

The girl stared straight at Tie.

“That means the young lady is the owner of this mansion, doesn’t it?”

Tie blinked blankly.

Then he thought.

‘Who is young lady……?’

This was Tie’s house, though?

All he could do was wonder why the girl kept looking for a person called young lady.

In the end, Tie, after agonizing, opened her mouth hesitantly.

“Th-that is, the owner here is Tie.”

“Pardon?”

“Not young lady, but Tie.”

When Tie innocently pointed at herself, the girl’s brow narrowed.