A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad (Novel) - Chapter 50

Chapter 50

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Translated by Sylph

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“This too!”

“You want to put this in too?”

“Yes! This too!”

“But this is just rope.”

“Even so, let’s put it in!”

Meanwhile, Tie, having arrived at the armory hall, was looking around here and there with shining eyes.

Though Veil tilted his head, he obediently gathered the assorted things Tie pointed at.

By now, the large cart they had brought from the entrance already held dozens of miscellaneous arms and equipment.

“Huhk!”

At that moment, Tie, who had been walking ahead, stopped somewhere.

The child was looking at a helmet and armor displayed in the exact center of the armory hall.

Before the equipment, which looked extremely valuable even at a glance, stood a single plaque.

[The Heart of Krazar.]

“The Heart of Krazar……?”

Tie looked at the plaque, then lowered her gaze to the explanation written below it.

[This armor is a legendary armament crafted using the core of the ancient monster Krazar.

It changes size and form in response to the wearer’s body and will, and nullifies all attacks until its durability is exhausted.]

Her lips parted on their own.

Armor and helmet that changed size to fit the wearer.

And that could block all attacks entirely!

And the explanation did not end there.

[The ancient monster Krazar was found in a large magic stone that rose on the outskirts of Populosa Weapons District 35 years ago.

The core was recovered through the donation of the conqueror ‘Valentis Luminen,’ and in the hands of the master artisan ‘Velugon Gregor,’ it was reborn as armament.]

Tie swallowed hard.

“A large magic stone……”

All the magic stones Tie had conquered until now had been medium magic stones.

From Tie’s point of view, even medium magic stones were by no means easy to conquer.

And yet he had conquered a large magic stone.

After looking around, Tie pattered over to Veil and whispered,

“Oppa Veil. Who is Valentis Luminen?”

At the name of the head of House Luminen coming from the child’s mouth, Veil’s expression turned awkward.

Valentis Luminen.

She was one of the men the Agabert members had once suspected of being Tie’s biological father.

But she could not simply tell Tie that.

Veil cleared his throat, rolled his eyes, and answered.

“A holy knight.”

“A holy knight?! Like our dad?”

“Yeah.”

The green eyes of the child began to sparkle.

“Then is he super strong? He conquered a large magic stone too, so he’s super strong, right?”

“Well, that’s true.”

Valentis Luminen had already been leading the Holy Knights at the very front for close to thirty years.

And even that was not all. He had also raised his sons to be powerful holy knights just like himself.

Gesturing to the place on the plaque where it said ’35 years ago,’ Veil continued.

“I think Valentis Luminen conquered Krazar’s magic stone when he was twenty. For an inexperienced young holy knight, it was an absurd achievement.”

“Twenty……!”

Large magic stones were incomparably bigger and more powerful than medium ones.

That was why the large magic stones that had risen in the world so far could be counted on one hand.

“‘And yet he conquered a magic stone like that when he was twenty.'”

What was even more amazing was the part that said he had donated the monster core he obtained as spoils to Weapons District.

“‘That’s really, really cool.'”

Was this what the older kids in Deer Blossom Class had meant when they said something was ‘hip’?

Feeling her heart pound, Tie looked up at ‘The Heart of Krazar.’

The armor was fitted perfectly onto an iron mannequin.

The faint red aura wavering around it seized Tie’s gaze and would not let go.

“Must be expensive……?”

Veil burst out laughing.

“Of course it’d be expensive. More than that, I don’t think it’s for sale in the first place.”

Tie’s gaze fell to the very bottom of the plaque.

There she saw the clearly engraved words [Not for Sale].

The child’s lips became slightly pouty.

“……That’s too bad. If they sold it, Tie would wear it.”

“You? The armor?”

“Mm-hm. It says it right here. Tie can wear it too.”

The child’s finger pointed at the line saying, ‘It changes size and form in response to the wearer’s body and will.’

Then Tie let out a long sigh.

“This is really pwetty, I wanna have it……”

Tie could not take her eyes off Krazar’s armor, as though enchanted by it.

She felt as though she wanted it even more than when she had first seen the Ice Princess Rosa dress at the big mart in the neighborhood.

As if there was some instinctive pull to it.

But Tie was not a child who threw tantrums.

“If they sell it later, then I have to come back……”

Tie idly touched the backpack full of jewels.

“Then I’ll save money even harder……”

After looking back at the armor a few more times, she had just managed to move her feet away from The Heart of Krazar when,

“Ahem!”

Someone blocked Tie’s path.

Tie raised her head and her eyes widened in surprise.

Right in front of her was a crowd of uncles with soot all over their faces.

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Olek, one of Velugon’s apprentices, steeled his heart.

“‘Don’t panic. If I lose in momentum, it’s over.'”

Standing before him was the Necromancer King, the necromancer whose rumors were loud these days.

Platinum hair as if it had been roughly braided down.

Round eyes looking startled.

The chubby cheeks undeniably looked like those of a small and cute child, but,

“‘If I get fooled by the appearance, it’s over! That appearance is only a deception!'”

The blacksmiths of Weapons District, Olek included, already knew.

Who it was that was inside that innocent appearance.

There was a rumor that the Necromancer King’s true body was the size of three ordinary people.

And was that all?

They also said that his entire body was thick with hair, and that just seeing him made ordinary people wet themselves and run away.

“‘Focus, focus.'”

Above all, Olek had to chase such a Necromancer King out of the armory hall without incident.

Whether they would leave obediently was another matter.

“Are you the little commander of Agabert?”

In order to create a heavy atmosphere, he asked that, and the Necromancer King’s lips parted.

He looked back at his companion behind him, then nodded with a wary face.

“Yes. But why?”

Olek gave an ahem, then looked around.

He could see the other Agabert members, who had been looking at weapons in other sections, gathering in this direction.

He exchanged glances with the other blacksmiths.

“‘Since getting into a physical fight would be a burden, the wisest course is to avoid it as much as possible.'”

Just a few days ago, something like today had happened too.

Every time mercenary companies great and small visited for weapon repair and purchase, Velugon unfailingly ordered them driven out.

Of course, the condition of the weapons those mercenary companies brought was not especially good.

Their frayed and torn edges testified to how those men had used their weapons.

“‘But even so……'”

How was one supposed to revere weapons while fighting monsters in brutal battles?

Thinking of the situation that had been repeating to the point of exhaustion for months, Olek’s face hardened again.

“‘Throw them out! If you fail to throw them out, all of you will be stripped of your apprentice status!'”

What in the world made Velugon order them to chase out customers every single time?

“‘We can’t leave! We only came because our weapons were damaged and we need to buy new ones, and now you’re suddenly telling us to go? We’re your customers! What kind of nonsense is this!'”

And then the mercenaries refused to leave……

So in the end, Olek and the blacksmiths had to get into something that was practically a brawl every time with the mercenaries.

Naturally, it was no easy task to subdue large, strong mercenaries.

In fact, last time his hand had gone wrong during the scuffle, and weapon forging had suffered for several days because of it.

“‘If the Necromancer King is involved, it’ll take even more work than those guys did……'”

A deep shadow fell over Olek’s face.

Even so, he could not ignore Velugon’s order.

It had only been ten years since he had at last persuaded the unwilling man and begun learning techniques from him.

He could not get thrown out of his apprentice position now.

Firming his resolve, Olek shouted at the Necromancer King.

“Please leave at once! And put down every weapon in the cart!”

The Necromancer King’s eyes widened.

As he waited for the reaction that would follow, Olek swallowed hard.

Would he become furious or show displeasure?

Would he start using magic at once, saying how dare you look down on him?

If another brawl broke out, then how in the world were they supposed to subdue this newly founded mercenary company people said were monsters in themselves……

“Why?”

But the voice that followed sounded strangely polite and sensible.

Stopping his thoughts, Olek stared at the Necromancer King with a tense expression.

Then the Necromancer King spoke again.

“Why do we have to leave? We weren’t noisy. We didn’t do anything wrong……?”

With a face that looked very, very aggrieved.