A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad (Novel) - Chapter 49

Chapter 49

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Translated by Sylph

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Tie groaned as she stuffed jewels into her Hanbit Kindergarten bag.

“Two gold bars and……”

But the gold was so heavy that she absolutely could not carry it.

“I will carry those for you.”

Basto, who had been watching, put Tie’s two gold bars into the leather pouch hanging at his waist.

Only after confirming that Basto had tied the mouth of the pouch tightly did Tie start packing the rest of the jewels.

“This and this too……”

She did not know how many poison dart bombs she would end up buying, but in any case they could not run short of money.

“Done!”

At last, after finishing packing the bag, Tie let out a whew sound and wiped the cold sweat gathered on her forehead.

“‘It was a good thing I took the treasure chests from the sailboat.'”

The wrecked ship Tie had summoned in Pearl City had been filled with treasure chests.

Tie had brought only the ones that looked the most valuable among them, and she intended to use some of them at the armory hall today.

Looking at the bulging bag, Tie spoke as if being generous.

“Tie decided. Today Tie is paying!”

At those words, the members who had been getting ready to go out turned to look at Tie.

Tie pushed out her chest proudly.

“Tie will buy swords for Oppa Enzo and Grandpa Nordix and Oppa Veil! Because Tie is the commander!”

Veil burst out laughing.

Then he came over, picked Tie up in one motion, and said teasingly,

“Works for me. Unlike those rich young masters over there, I’m terribly poor.”

Enzo and Raul gave awkward smiles.

Nordix, standing beside them, also chuckled.

“I will not refuse either.”

With her arms around Veil’s neck, Tie shouted sturdily.

“Oppa Veil. If Tie buys poison dart bombs, from now on Tie will protect Oppa Veil!”

Veil put on a lukewarm expression.

“Why are you talking like you’ve never protected me before. How many times have I nearly died and lived because of you.”

“Even so, as the Necromancer King, I have to become an even more wewiable commander!”

Veil and the other members exchanged looks.

All they did was shrug as if they had no idea what she meant.

Veil set Tie back down on the floor as if it were nothing.

“Brat. But why did you start thinking like that?”

Tie closed her mouth for a moment, then continued hesitantly.

“Mm, well, just. Because I want everyone not to get hurt and not to be injured……”

“Are you worried we might get hurt?”

“Yes.”

Tie lifted her head with a face that had turned a little downcast.

“This place is nice, but there are a lot of monsters too……”

And there were also many people who had lost those they loved to such monsters.

“‘And Tie knows.'”

What it was like to lose someone you loved.

Because Tie too had lost Dad once.

The child’s eyes sank in a strange way.

“Now everyone here is Tie’s family…… so it would be nice if no one got hurt anywhere. Because if people I love get hurt, Tie gets sad……”

“What are you talking about!”

At that moment, Veil shouted.

For some reason, his face had gone bright red.

“Brat, are you stupid?! How could mercenaries not get hurt?! You’re the one who almost got hurt yourself last time!”

As if startled by the loud voice, Tie’s cheeks puffed up at once.

The child opened her eyes wide and shot back at Veil.

“Tie got hurt less than Oppa Veil did!”

“Yeah! Then don’t you get hurt either! If you get hurt, huh?! You’re so tiny! Huh?! I think I’d be a little worried too, so don’t get hurt!”

“I’m not gonna get hurt! The one who gets hurt first is the idiot!”

“Oh, then obviously that’ll be you! Because even if I die and wake up again, there won’t be any reason for me to get hurt!”

“Eek……”

Huffing, Tie went hmph! and kicked open the door of the lodging.

“Where are you going by yourself! Do you want to get hurt? Huh?!”

Veil hurried after her, and only four people remained in the lodging.

“It’s strange.”

The one who murmured first was Enzo.

Raul then followed.

“It is. The commander…… is much kinder than I thought.”

To think of them as family.

To say she loved them.

They were words with such weight that none of them had heard them easily in life.

“Let’s go.”

Then Basto, who had been silent, muttered.

Raul and Enzo nodded and followed Basto out of the lodging.

The eyes of Nordix, left alone, lowered to the floor.

For some reason, he stayed silent for a moment, then opened the door and went out.

Tie was already well ahead.

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The central furnace section of the giant blast furnace.

Sparks flew before Velugon, the Factory Manager of Populosa Weapons District.

“Master. Well…… I looked into what you said.”

The hammer in his hand, which had been striking the anvil, stopped dead at the apprentice’s words.

“It seems that Basto Faerix really did go to the armory hall together with the Agabert members.”

When he turned his head, Velugon’s brow was tightly furrowed.

Behind him, melted iron glowed red-hot.

“I am sure I told him. That he would have to wait two months.”

The apprentice nodded.

“Yes. But no matter what, it’s two months, so I imagine they may be looking for a new weapon to use in the meantime……”

“That damned bastard.”

Though smaller in build than average, when Velugon brought his hammer down against one side of the anvil, the ground trembled.

“So he intends to abandon the weapon he used before and get a new one? How can he do something so trashy!”

The apprentice approached him in an attempt to calm Velugon down.

“C-come on, su-surely he doesn’t intend to abandon the war hammer! He must only be looking for a weapon to use for the time being.”

But Velugon’s expression did not calm easily.

Grinding his teeth while looking at the glowing iron, he muttered,

“Go and tell the blacksmiths at the armory hall. Tell those bastards to throw them out of my exhibition section at once.”

Embarrassment crossed the apprentice’s face.

“But Master. Again?! You’ve kept doing this since before, and because of it we’ve lost important customers……”

“Customers or no customers, I won’t forgive bastards who treat my weapons carelessly!”

The apprentice closed his mouth.

He was about to say something, but after meeting Velugon’s fierce eyes, he had no choice but to turn away.

The moment he stepped out of the central furnace section, the other blacksmiths who had been waiting crowded around him all at once.

“Wh-what did he say?”

“Was he angry? Don’t tell me he’s telling us to throw them out again?!”

With a troubled face, the apprentice nodded.

Everyone, staggering from the shock, soon drooped their brows with gloomy expressions.

“This is bad……. That Basto fellow, with a build like a mountain, doesn’t look easy to throw out at all.”

Velugon Gregor.

Called the Ironblood Smith, he was always counted a legend among blacksmiths.

He was the overseer of Weapons District and its Factory Manager, and the weapons he made always symbolized power itself rather than being mere tools.

But as you can see, the problem was……

“Ha! Really, the more I think about it, the more impossible this is! No matter that he’s a master, if he keeps doing this, what are we supposed to do, huh?”

It was his personality, which had become strange at some point.

“Weapons are good, sure, but he should look at people and circumstances too. Who would just suck their fingers and wait when weapon forging takes two months!”

“Exactly. If it were me, I’d go look for a weapon to use in the meantime too!”

Velugon was, in a word, someone who valued weapons above anything else in the world.

To the blacksmiths’ eyes, it looked as though he held more conversations with weapons than with people.

“And these days he keeps saying to expel every random person from Weapons District…… I mean, has he already forgotten how he nearly got executed last time, or what.”

Two months ago.

That much was obvious even from the fact that he had flown into a rage at the Emperor for bringing back a sword he himself had made broken, and as a result had nearly been sentenced to death.