A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad (Novel) - Chapter 39

Chapter 39

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Translated by Sylph

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Pearl City dock.

Behind the large passenger ship Death Hound had bought, Tie’s sailboat, even larger than that, cut through the water and came in.

They were on their way back after completely conquering the medium magic stone that had risen from the sea.

The monster cores loaded on the deck alone were far more than a sackful.

“It’s Agabert! Agabert has come back!”

A great many people who had returned to the village were crowded at the dock.

“Thank you, truly thank you……!”

People burst into tears and crowded toward Tie’s party as they disembarked.

The same went for the sailors who had fallen into the water or had almost been killed by Death Hound.

Tie blinked blankly, and Nordix, who had come out to meet them, stepped in.

“Please calm yourselves, everyone. The Necromancer King must rest, having used a great deal of strength.”

The people retreated as though regretful.

Tie scratched the back of her head, feeling somehow strange.

“‘……Tie is okay, though.'”

It was the first time anyone had ever been this grateful to her.

She wanted to tell each and every person, ‘Tie is okay!’ but Basto approached.

“Commander. You should go in and rest now.”

After thinking about it, Tie nodded.

“Mm. I think I might be a little sleepy too.”

Was this what mana expenditure felt like?

Ever since becoming a mercenary, there was something the members had worn their mouths out saying to her.

That mages like Tie must always be wary of mana depletion.

But Tie still did not know how much mana she had.

So she did not know how many super-strong techniques she had to use before she ran out of mana.

Even today, she was not that tired, so naturally she could not guess.

“‘My arms and legs kind of feel all swishy, though……'”

It was hard to tell whether that was simply because she had not slept, or whether it was really because she had used too many techniques.

Just as she was thinking seriously, she heard a splashing sound from behind.

When she turned her head, Tie’s sailboat was returning to the sea.

The sight of the giant wrecked ship quickly disappearing into the water was more than enough to overwhelm the gathered crowd.

But while everyone stared blankly at that scene.

Something jumped out from the foam and shot quickly through the crowd.

It burrowed into the inside of Tie’s cloak at a speed so fast that no one noticed.

No one, including Tie herself, knew that fact.

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Agabert headed not to the inn but to the government office.

Because Governor Marianne had invited them to the finest guest room in the government office.

Tie fell into a deep sleep the moment he lay down on the bed in the guest room, and Basto, Veil, and Nordix gathered in the drawing room.

To organize the cores and weapons they had collected.

Raul and Enzo came to find them around lunchtime the next day.

“You want to join Agabert?”

Veil sat in the seat of honor in the drawing room with his legs leisurely crossed.

At his severe-looking appearance, Raul and Enzo swallowed hard.

Enzo spoke first.

“Yes! Please let us meet the little commander! No matter how you may have seen us, we know how to handle swords fairly well.”

“The same is true for me.”

Veil tilted his head with interested eyes.

“Doesn’t look like it, seeing how useless you were out at sea earlier. You know you only lived because of me when you were about to die for sure, right?”

“I know.”

Raul’s expression turned serious.

He had been unable to take his eyes off Veil for some time now.

Because he had watched Veil fighting monsters on the ship the whole time.

“‘No matter how I look at it, this is a person worthy of respect.'”

Veil used two swords, and those movements were definitely far from orthodox.

That did not mean there were openings or that it was sloppy, absolutely not.

“‘This person’s movements are efficient, and fast.'”

That meant it was a sword with no useless ornament at all.

For someone with a woman’s body to have reached such a realm. It was enough to make him doubt his own eyes.

To be honest, Raul wanted to take Veil as his master and train his swordsmanship.

Enzo, on the other hand, seemed to admire Basto more than Veil.

“Could it be that the little commander does not like us?”

Enzo asked, recalling the image of the commander, the ‘Necromancer King.’

The Necromancer King was a frighteningly strong mage.

He had let his guard down because of that smiling face, but when he remembered how the man had suddenly changed and raised a wave of death……

Enzo spoke in a tone that had become slightly less confident.

“Of course, I know we did not catch that person’s eye, but……”

“The Necromancer King listens to anything I say anyway.”

At that moment, Veil cut off Enzo’s words.

Veil looked somehow excited.

“Because I’m the member the little commander favors the most inside the mercenary company.”

Raul and Enzo’s eyes widened.

But at that moment,

“Say that properly, Veil.”

From a little distance away, Basto cut in with a sullen voice.

He stopped checking his weapon and frowned.

“The one the little commander relies on and likes the most is me. When it’s urgent, the little commander always looks for me.”

“What are you talking about, you muscle pig.”

Veil continued as if in disbelief.

“What does the brat, no, the little commander rely on you for? All you’ve done is drag us through hell because of you. In truth, wasn’t it basically the little commander who caught Karl Warben too.”

Basto pressed his lips shut tightly.

“That was……”

“Both of you, stop.”

At that moment, Nordix, who was sitting at one end of the table looking through a thick book, spoke.

He was looking at Basto and Veil with a kind smile on his lips.

“Wouldn’t the one who is most likely to be relied upon be me? Whatever else one may not know, experience is not something to be ignored.”

Veil’s mouth fell slightly open.

“Why are you butting in, old man?”

“I am not butting in. I have only spoken the truth. When we conquered the magic stone in Tenebraum Cave before, if not for me, would the little commander not have been gravely injured?”

“That’s cheating if you count that! Back then the mercenary company hadn’t even been formed yet!”

“In any case, it does not change the fact that the little commander owes me his life. In a word, that means I stand in the exact opposite position from the two of you.”

“Old Man Nordix, I do not think that is right. In effect, the actual fighters are Veil and me, are they not. You were on land the whole time even today……”

Raul and Enzo stared, dumbfounded, at the three people arguing.

If nothing else, one thing was certain.

“‘These people…… really like the Necromancer King an awful lot.'”

So they were fighting like concubines trying to monopolize their lord’s favor.

Raul swallowed hard.

“‘Not only is he strong, his leadership and command are excellent too.'”

The Necromancer King was, truly, an amazing mercenary.

When he recalled the way the man had dominated the sea with dark-attribute magic, even Raul felt like pledging loyalty on his own.

Meanwhile, Enzo was thinking something similar.

“‘At this rate, I’ll have to do it.'”

Become the member who received the commander’s greatest favor, that is.

Raul was a little stiff and awkward, but Enzo was confident in his social skills.

Even when they had been in the knight order, the one who always monopolized the affection of the upper ranks had been Enzo.

“‘What kind of person would he want.'”

He suddenly began to wonder what sort of subordinate the Necromancer King preferred.

The type who silently and diligently did his work well?

Or the flexible, quick-footed type who moved well on his own?

Strong people usually tended to be lonely, so perhaps he preferred a strategist type who could share serious conversations with him.

“‘What should I do, I can do all three.'”

A strange current spread among the five people sitting in the drawing room.

All the while not knowing what kind of dream Tie, lying spread-eagled on the bed, was having.

“‘Tie. Who do you like best?'”

“‘Answer me, brat! Who do you like best.'”

“‘Astie. You’ve got snack crumbs on your lips again while eating.'”

The brow of the dreaming Tie narrowed.

Tie made little murmuring sounds and agonized.

And for good reason. Basto was holding pizza, Veil was holding seasoned fried chicken, and Nordix was holding a hamburger.

“‘Ti, Tie……'”

Just as she was growing restless, unable to decide.

[Benefactor.]

Someone called Tie in a gentle voice.

When she opened her eyes at the hand stroking her shoulder, what she saw were irises shining in rainbow colors.

Those eyes that had been staring at Tie soon curved beautifully.

[The sea god Seradin greets the savior of his life. You have undone my shackles.]