A Secretly Capable Child Is Seeking For Her Dad (Novel) - Chapter 70

Chapter 70

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Translated by Sylph

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The Empire’s border, where the large magic stone had been besieged.

Aleric, gathering up the orb, recalled the words of his commander Tesetan.

‘I’ve changed my mind. I said I’m going.’

‘…That’s what’s strange.’

No matter how he thought about it, he could not understand it.

Even when Aleric had listed more than ten rational reasons why they had to answer the summons, he had not budged at all.

‘You said Velugon isn’t the only one trapped in the subspace?’

‘Excuse me?’

‘I’m asking whether the commander of that new mercenary company is trapped there too.’

The moment he heard that the Necromancer King was trapped, the commander immediately changed plans.

‘Prepare.’

‘…Excuse me?’

‘You said we have to go. So prepare. We’re leaving right now.’

The change in attitude had been so sudden that even Aleric, who normally did not get flustered easily, had been greatly bewildered.

Of course, Livia had been disappointed.

She had trailed after Tesetan and pleaded with him.

‘Commander, wouldn’t it be better to just leave the Necromancer King to die? I think that Basto Faerix over there looks really quite good as a fighter.’

‘….’

‘I’m telling you, only if the Necromancer King dies and Agabert breaks apart can we bring Basto over to us. Right?’

However, Tesetan did not answer.

He only packed his weapons with a serious face, as if deep in some thought.

Even now, for that matter.

“There, there! Prepare the teleportation circle!”

“Take all the armaments that might need maintenance, just in case!”

Aleric looked over the busy members, then for now put on his cloak as well.

‘Should I be glad that at least it lessens the chance of the imperial family or the religious order getting something on us.’

But whenever Tesetan acted unreadably like that, something always happened.

Meanwhile, Tesetan was standing leaned against a rock split in half.

Unconsciously stroking the hilt of his sword, he recalled recent memories.

‘Daddy, Daddy-!!’

He was thinking about a certain voice.

A voice that still would not fade even though several days had passed.

‘Daddyy-!’

It was something that had happened as he was leaving Pearl City.

At first he had merely thought some child was standing alone at the harbor and crying bitterly.

Since it was a voice loud enough to break through the ship horn and the sound of the waves, he had even thought that kid certainly had strong lungs.

‘I wondered what he had done to get separated from his parent.’

But something had felt strange.

Because it seemed that the little child shouting at the top of his lungs was looking not at someone else, but at him.

Even now the image was vivid, of the child puckering her lips and trembling in the shoulders when their eyes met.

‘…Who are you calling that.’

Who in the world were they calling Daddy?

The first emotion he had felt had been discomfort close to displeasure.

But that soon turned into bewilderment, which was what made it absurd.

Because ordinarily Tesetan was not someone who felt any agitation at all when dealing with people.

It was unfamiliar for him to be seized by a strange feeling because of a single little child crying sorrowfully.

So he had turned his head away and never looked back toward the harbor again.

Before long, he would regret that choice.

After the ship had been sailing for quite some time, Tesetan, who kept thinking about that child, eventually asked Aleric.

‘…Do you have some child hidden away?’

‘What in the world are you talking about all of a sudden?’

‘Well, it’s not mine, so I wondered whether it was yours.’

‘What?’

Naturally, Aleric responded as though asking what in the world he was talking about.

Tesetan stood at the stern in the wind and sank into deep thought.

Then had that child simply mistaken him?

It could have been something like a lost parent looking a bit like him.

Then that meant that child was an orphan either way.

Though, come to think of it, the child’s face had looked a bit grimy too.

But no matter how much of an orphan they were, was it not a little dangerous to be left alone at the harbor?

What if they lost their footing and fell into the sea?

It was an uncharacteristic concern, and uncharacteristic impatience.

In the end, only after thinking it over about ten thousand times did Tesetan reluctantly head toward the commander’s room.

Because the only communicator on the ship was in the commander’s room.

He intended to contact the imperial family and ask them to send an urgent notice to Pearl City’s governor.

Saying there was some child wandering around the harbor, so please move them away.

Of course, contacting the imperial family, to whom he was not even that close, over something like this seemed a bit excessive….

‘But I can’t just leave it alone.’

The child might fall into the sea.

When he arrived at the commander’s room, the commander readily handed the communicator to Tesetan.

Then, showing how glad he was to meet him, he chattered on and on.

‘Never in my life did I think I would get to see Trevaga’s commander this close. By the way, Commander, did you also see that Necromancer King?’

‘Necromancer King?’

‘Yes. They say Agabert and the Necromancer King visited Pearl City. That mage who handles necromancy. I myself only heard about it right before departure.’

Tesetan slowly lowered the communicator in his hand.

The commander laughed heartily and continued.

‘One of the junior sailors I had briefly sent on an errand says he saw the Necromancer King, and they say she really looked every bit a little child. So much so that it’s hard to believe it was a disguise.’

‘…Is that so?’

‘Yes! About this small, with hair pale yellow-white, and they say he wore Agabert’s uniform and ran up credit at the inn.’

At that moment something flashed through Tesetan’s mind.

A group of strangers he had encountered at the inn.

And the robe that they had been wearing….

That the little child had been wearing.

He let out a short hollow laugh.

‘…What a ridiculous bastard?’

As he left the commander’s room and returned to the stern, he felt the back of his head tingling as though he had been struck by something.

At the same time, a strange curiosity rose up.

‘Sounds like quite a crazy piece of work.’

Those were words he himself had said.

At the pub in Pearl City, and only a few days earlier at that.

‘Then why didn’t I expect it?’

He had already known that the Necromancer King traveled around in the form of a four-year-old girl, and that she was a tremendous eccentric.

‘Daddy!’

But even so.

‘Could it really have been that perfect?’

The tears that had run down those cheeks.

And even that voice so sorrowful that it made the listener feel strange too.

Tesetan gave a dry laugh and gazed at the broad sea.

A mage on the level of the Necromancer King could not possibly have failed to know who she was.

So he must have known and done it.

Knowing that Tesetan was Trevaga’s commander, and on purpose.

‘…What a peculiar way of picking a fight over momentum.’

He remembered the figure swaying precariously on the landing.

The way he had wailed, and the way he had called Daddy with yearning.

“…I got played.”

Sneering, Tesetan unconsciously gripped the stern railing tightly.

And several days after that.

News of Agabert reached his ears once more.

That they had besieged the first magic stone that rose up at sea and left for the Populosa Weapons District.

At the same time, new information began to be posted at reward offices all across the Empire.

That among the hundreds of mercenary companies, Agabert had placed its name at rank 39.

It meant that their magic stone sieges had begun to be tabulated, albeit unofficially.

“Commander! Preparations are complete!”

Tesetan awoke from his thoughts at the member’s report.

‘I had wondered when I might see him again.’

He had not expected the time to come so quickly.

“Let’s go.”

A huge circle rose before him as he stood up.

Aleric approached and said,

“We have been delayed too long. It seems we will have to visualize the subspace the moment we arrive.”

There were countless types of monsters that existed in the world.

And among them, the type that was especially difficult to deal with was without question the ‘concealment-type monster.’

A ‘concealment-type monster’ like Krazar literally launched attacks from a place that could not be seen.

Therefore, when facing a concealment-type monster, visualizing its true body was more important than anything.

In practical terms, that was also the reason the association had requested support from Tesetan.

“Will you be able to activate ‘Mind’s Eye’ right away?”

“I can.”

At Tesetan’s reply, as if they had been waiting, magic power and holy power began rampaging from his sword.

He possessed one of the very few exceptionally powerful and highly rare forces in the world.

Its name was Mind’s Eye.

It was a third eye that could be drawn out through the waves of two opposing energies, and the first sword strike Tesetan had honed since resolving to become a mercenary.