A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad (Novel) - Chapter 154

Chapter 154

The ring of covenant was put on the child’s hand.

That fearsome magical device, which could chop a person’s wrist clean off, had been put onto Tie’s hand.

“You filthy bastard so dirty even a beast wouldn’t eat you-!”

But when Veil rushed at Tesetan,

“Calm down a little.”

someone blocked his path.

The one who caught Veil by the shoulder was Victor, a member of Trevaga.

Toward Victor, who was slim and tall and had long dark-blue hair tied back in one knot, Veil growled fiercely.

“……Take this off, got it?! Before I cut off that bastard’s neck, do you want me to cut off your wrist first?”

A smile spread across Victor’s face as though he found it interesting.

“Your mouth is quite rough. Of course, if it’s a beautiful woman, I’m not particular. If you want……”

Before he could even finish speaking, Veil punched Victor in the cheek.

Victor, struck squarely in the mouth, went on as though surprised.

“So your fists are fierce too, is that it?”

“As if I haven’t seen enough of you, you bastard!”

“Hey! Aren’t you getting away from Victor?!”

Livia came rushing toward them as well.

In her hand she held an unusual weapon whose blade curved inward.

“Why are you attacking someone else’s executive and causing a scene! Are you crazy?!”

Enraged, he thrust the weapon at Veil.

Veil, too, did not back down and instead stepped forward.

“What is something with hair that looks like monster guts saying? Who was it that did trashy things first right now!”

“Wh, wha, monster guts?!”

The atmosphere froze in an instant.

A knife-edge tension ran between the two mercenary companies.

“Just because your mouth has a hole in it, you talk however you want? If I just……”

As Livia bared her teeth and shoved her face toward Veil,

“If you come any closer than that, I won’t stand still.”

This time, from behind Veil stepped forward Basto carrying a war hammer.

When he lowered the hammer, dust rose from the ground with a thud.

“Do you want a melee? If it’s that, we won’t hold back and we’ll take it.”

Livia opened her eyes wide.

“Fine, so you’re going to keep coming at us like this? Good. I was itching for something like this anyway.”

Daggers spun tautly between her fingers.

“I’m sick of taking monsters apart day in and day out, so for the first time in a while……”

“Stop! Stop stop stop!”

But someone hurriedly pushed himself in between Trevaga and Agabert.

“It’s Tie’s fight!”

The one shouting with a thoroughly frightened expression was Tie.

Basto and Veil looked at Tie in surprise. The members of Trevaga too stopped what they were doing and looked at Tie.

Tie continued in a trembling voice.

“It’s Tie and th-that person fighting. We decided to settle it fair and fair!”

A hollow laugh burst from Veil’s mouth.

“Seriously, from a little while ago…… who do you think doesn’t know that? Fine, let’s say the duel of honor happened. But that insane bastard put a dangerous thing on you too……!”

“Don’t call him bastard.”

Tie’s voice trembled finely as though she were crying.

For some reason, Tie was looking up at Veil with the tip of his nose reddened.

A faint whirlwind of mana rose around the child.

“Don’t say bad things! That person is……”

The child, who had kept his mouth tightly shut, added,

“Tie’s duel opponent.”

Livia narrowed her brow.

Basto and Veil too lost their words and shut their mouths.

Tesetan’s face stiffened subtly.

‘Is he saying that even if I’m a duel opponent with no breeding, he’ll at least show me respect?’

But ordinarily respect was something done mutually.

Not something only one side did unilaterally.

Just a moment ago, Tesetan had seized the Necromancer King’s wrist and put the ring of covenant on him.

He had done it while knowing that touching another person’s body without permission was an insult and a breach of manners.

There were two reasons.

First, because he had been suspicious that the Necromancer King might somehow evade the ring of covenant,

and second, because he had deliberately tried to create a vicious atmosphere and induce a light melee before the duel of honor.

But the Necromancer King had neither avoided nor brushed off Tesetan’s touch.

Rather, after letting him obediently place the ring on, he was now personally stopping the company members who were rushing at Tesetan.

‘Did he read my intentions?’

Before the duel of honor, Tesetan had judged that if he sapped the Necromancer King’s strength first, his own chance of victory would rise.

Because mages had a fatal weakness.

Mages, for the most part, fell into a combat-incapable state the moment mana depletion struck.

“Everybody get back. No cutting in!”

But the Necromancer King had not been drawn into her scheme.

Even though he must have seen through his thoughts, he did not show even the slightest agitation.

“Tie, you……”

The faces of Agabert’s company members went blank.

Tesetan looked over them, then turned his gaze back to the Necromancer King.

Tie.

The Necromancer King’s true name, which she had already heard once, still sounded like a woman’s.

And because it had not even the slightest part that suited the alias Necromancer King, it was a bland name, just like the way she looked.

“Tie, just why are you……”

Several of Agabert’s executives walked over to the Necromancer King.

But the Necromancer King hurriedly retreated from them, then,

“Ppuppu!”

abruptly shouted at empty air.

At once, a dark red fog wrapped around the surroundings.

With the smoke blocking their sight, Victor, Aleric, and Livia too quickly stepped backward.

Tesetan frowned and drew the sword hanging at his waist.

“We promised!”

From beyond the fog came a voice on the verge of tears.

The blurred Necromancer King, hazy behind the fog, was looking at her with a complicated face.

“The losing side has to listen to what the winning side says! All of it!”

Tesetan lowered his gaze.

Silver light flared from the ring of covenant on his left wrist.

It was proof that the oath had been established.

Smiling, Tesetan gladly took up a combat stance.

“Good.”

Then he added in a low mutter,

“If I kill you today, then I get back rank one in employment, don’t I?”

Golden energy gathered around the sword.

Before long, the sword aura that shot out split the red fog.

The First Sword Strike of Tesetan, which informants occasionally used to report.

That Skybreaker which, they said, could cut down in one blow even stealth-type monsters that were supposedly so hard to kill.

Kwagwagwagwagwang-!

Astie’s fog split left and right without even a point of resistance.

* * *

“What do we do?”

Leonardo asked.

Valentis could not answer at all.

Before his eyes.

In the open ruins, explosions, smoke, and waves of mana he had never seen before were swirling.

“Commander! You’re doing great! Keep pouring it on!”

The members of Trevaga shouted in rising excitement.

Valentis swallowed dryly as he looked toward where their gazes were directed.

Within the fog, where one could not see even an inch ahead, golden light flashed and lit up every direction.

It was Tesetan hurling out sword aura in order to find the Necromancer King’s true body.

At that moment the red fog gathered toward the exact center of the ruins.

The fog swelled like a giant tidal wave, then began to surge high into the sky.

“……!”

At the overwhelming sight, Tesetan’s sword aura, which had seemed as though it would not stop for a long while, halted.

He was standing in combat stance, looking up at the fog surging into the sky.

Before long the fog transformed into the shape of a beast.

Then, opening its jaws wide, it charged at Tesetan without even the slightest hesitation.

“Commander!”

Leaving the company members’ cries behind, Tesetan held his sword vertically.

Through Awakening of Sacred Sight, Valentis saw Tesetan’s sword aura being reorganized.

‘……Theseos, you.’

The hair on the back of his neck stood up.

Until now, Tesetan’s sword aura had been split into multiple branches.

It had remained in an unstable and explosive state, forming a wide-area attack structure in order to find the Necromancer King hidden within the fog.

Yet the moment the Necromancer King’s fog rushed at her.

Tesetan gathered up his own sword aura, which had been like scattered sand, at a speed beyond imagination.

Then in the blink of an eye he condensed it firmly into a single point.

Valentis closed his mouth.

It was a talent impossible to believe even when seen with one’s own eyes, and an overwhelming and destructive power.

The sword aura clinging close to Tesetan’s blade had become sharp enough to be visible to the naked eye.

‘……Yes, so that is it.’