LIGHTNOVELWORLD My Daddy Hides His Power
Chapter 194
“Hey!”
Dad quickly grabbed the old man. ‘He has to survive.’ I quickly checked my bracelet. – “Ah.” It was impossible. An area not permitted even to Primera. The words the old man left us touched the worst prohibition. “My name is Alberto Manuel.” I know that name too. A missing person whom Dad has been searching for across the continent. He is believed to have used regression magic. Oscar’s grandfather. “Damn it!” Dad, who had touched the old man’s neck, fell down helplessly. His breath stopped in an instant. Without even closing his eyes… Dad bit his lip as he missed the clue to return that he had barely found before his eyes. “Princess, first of all…” Dad stretched out his arm and tried to separate the body and me. “Dad, I’m okay. But, we know Master’s grandfather’s face, but it’s not this person. But why…” “Wait a second.” Dad wiped the blood from the corner of the old man’s mouth. And he stared at the face of the corpse whose blood had not yet cooled. “…No way.” “Ah.” At the same time, I was also surprised. It was definitely a blurry impression. A face that I couldn’t put in my head even if I tried. However, it wasn’t until after the old man died that I could clearly see his appearance. “That’s right…” With trembling hands, Dad gently touched the old man’s eyes. Bright golden eyes. He was older than the portrait depicted, but unmistakably him. “It’s Alberto Manuel.” The face hasn’t changed. The old man looked the same as when he first entered this room. But only after he dies. So, with his life, he broke the taboo he was carrying. We finally became aware of his existence. “Disappearing means…” Dad muttered absentmindedly. “…Something like this.” I realized it too. The price of regression magic. The caster didn’t die and disappeared. However, it is just erased from everyone’s memories. As if it doesn’t exist. No one can recognize it, It is not even recognized. He couldn’t even make his existence known through words. Because he’s bound to a ban for the rest of his life. “This is the worst.” Dad mumbled in vain. Should we be glad that Oscar’s final fate was not death? Or not, Should we consider it a misfortune that his existence disappears from everyone’s memories? Is this hope or despair? I couldn’t figure it out. * * * Even though I knew exactly what the cost of regression was, there was nothing I could do right away. Don’t let people forget you. Free me from prohibition. – Despite the countless winds, the bracelet stubbornly clung to its slender form. Because this is the law of the world that exists above Primera’s power. “Are you going to tell Master?” The next day. Dad said as he helped me prepare to go to the Wizard Tower. “Just think about it. But we must allow the Lord of the Wizard Tower to collect his grandfather’s body.” “If Master knew that his grandfather was alive, he would have noticed everything because he is smart.” “I guess so. Please tell him that Dad coming to see him today, princess.” “Mhm.” At that time, a mumbling voice was heard from outside. “Ah?” I was puzzled, then suddenly startled, and quickly walked to the window. “We also have the right to live like human beings!” “Guarantee public security and crime prevention!” A crowd of commoners, shouting loudly, even reaching the noble residential areas. They were protesters. In the original work, the ten people who led that protest were beheaded. So, I tried to find out who the protesters were in advance, and a few days ago Rico sent me their profiles. “D, Dad?” I looked back at Dad in surprise. As soon as I received their profiles, I passed them on to Dad without any hesitation. Should we find those people in advance and stop the protest, or should we leave it as is— “If a protest breaks out, it’ll be a huge help for Dad’s business. But the ones who start the protest end up dead.” —and leaving the choice up to Dad. I believed that Dad, being the righteous protagonist, surely wouldn’t overlook their sacrifice. “Princess.” With a startled grip on my shoulder, Dad locked eyes with me. “That’s a very good change.” “Oh, that, that’s right. That’s right.” Right. That’s right, but… “If we don’t step up boldly like that, nothing will change.” Revolutions are written in blood. It’s a cruel fact. Knowing that, I didn’t act alone and left the decision to Dad. “Don’t worry about the princess.” But deep down, I had hoped for it. Because Dad is a righteous protagonist. By finding a way, somehow, I believe we can succeed without their sacrifice. “Oh, okay. I’ll… I’ll go! I’ll tell Master you want to see him!” I hurriedly left the room, leaving Dad behind after briefly kissing him on the forehead. Somehow, Dad felt unfamiliar to me. * * * “They seem to have too much courage, really.” Oscar laughed as he looked out the window. The protesters were roaming around various parts of the capital, chanting loudly. The Wizard Tower was no exception. “Yeah, it should be like that.” Oscar was satisfied. “You can’t just eat what your father feeds you every day.” He’s right. ‘Yeah. It’s a good thing. Dad isn’t pretending not to know that he’s a bad person.’ The protests serve as an opportunity for the commoner to gradually raise their voices and eliminate their instinctive fear of the emperor. ‘Because he really needs it for business. This kind of change is necessary even if it requires sacrifice.’ So let’s stop thinking about it now. I shook my head and pressed my face or eyes firmly against Oscar’s, just as I had been doing until a moment ago. “Hey.” “….” “Hey!” “You surprised me, yes!” Oscar frowned. “What’s wrong with you? Just tell me.” “No? Nothing’s wrong.” “But why are you looking at me so intently? You’ve been staring at my face blankly for an hour now?” “Heuk. Really? I didn’t realize… Well, I guess Master is just so handsome that I can’t take my eyes off it…” “Haa.” Oscar burst into laughter. “You want me to believe that?” “It’s true…” “Something is wrong! Speak quickly!” “No, really, there’s nothing.” “Whoa!” Now his face is captured so clearly in my eyes. But, when the final day comes… Could I really fail to recognize Oscar? “Why is the kid, who used to leave promptly after lunch, now lazing around for 30 minutes? Why aren’t you studying?” “Oh! Studying, yes. I should. But…” “….?” “I can’t if I didn’t see Master…? Uh-hng…” “…? Hey!!! What are you, really!” As I kept looking at Oscar in my eyes, I ended up crying again. * * * The office of Emperor Nicholas. Nicholas, who was looking through the window with a dumbfounded expression, chuckled in disbelief. “I’m out of my mind.” Commoner protesters even came to the imperial palace to raise their voices. “It seems like you’re not afraid to risk your life.” Nicholas turned around. Enoch appeared out of nowhere. “So, what’s going on?” “What do you plan to do with them?” “Are you asking because you don’t know?” “This fire incident has caused significant damage. They have legitimate demands. Please don’t punish them and strengthen security in commoner residential areas as they wish.” “Haa.” Has Enoch finally lost his mind? Nicholas was dumbfounded. “They are setting fire to their land and daring to make demands of me. Will you listen to them? I think this incident is a play made by those uneducated b*stards.” Nicholas, who approached Enoch, added quietly. “Do you know that it seems like all the criminals have committed suicide as if they had promised, making it impossible to even investigate?” “….” “I graciously gave them a piece of land. Instead of being grateful or satisfied, they are expecting even more. I wonder why.” Nicholas laughed, squeezing Enoch’s shoulder. “It’s because you gave them room to climb. But look, what happened?” “….” “Now they dare to do business with me, even destroying their own land, as if there is nothing scary about them.” “….” “That’s because of you.” Gritting his teeth, Nicholas brought his face closer to Enoch’s. “I’m climbing the tower I built.” “….” “If bowing your head and apologizing isn’t enough, what? Will you save the b*stards and listen to their demands?” Despite the emperor’s harsh words, Enoch didn’t blink an eye. “We can investigate. Because we secured one of these guys who was preparing the arson.” “….?” That moment. Nicholas stiffened. His heart started beating rapidly. “…What did you say?” “From what I found out, it was a planned crime with someone behind it. Further investigation will determine whether the arson was indeed a farce orchestrated by the commoners, as His Majesty suggested, or…” Enoch added, making sharp eye contact. “We will know for sure whether it was a terrible prank pulled by someone for personal gain.” Nicholas’s hand, which was holding Enoch’s shoulder, slowly dropped. Although he was pretending to be calm, his mind was now more noisy than ever. ‘They clearly said that all the bugs had been eliminated. Are you doubting me?’ Enoch spoke as if he could read Nicholas’ mind. “He was paid to participate in crime and then forced to commit suicide.” …He knew. Everything. “Bring it to me.” “I’m sorry, but I can’t do that. I will investigate further.” There was silence between the two for a moment. “Your Majesty.” “….” “If you wish, shall I cover it?” Enoch’s suggestion broke the silence. “….” Without answering, Nicholas slowly turned around. The investigation may have already been completed. He wasn’t sure how much he had uncovered, but he must have obtained evidence linking the royal family to the arson terrorism to some extent. Enoch already knew everything and came to threaten him. “Should I cover it?” He asks again one request. Instead of punishing the protesters who are raising their voices out there, he asks him to listen to their wishes. It was a better choice than having it known that the Capital had been ruined by the hands of its owner, the emperor. “They are also Your Majesty’s subjects and citizens of the empire. I look forward to your merciful choice.” Enoch muttered indifferently and left. “….” Nicholas, left alone, felt his legs give out. He stumbled and could barely stand by holding on to the desk. ‘What is it? Why?’ Is this a joke from God? Enoch Rubinstein. Since his return, Nicholas has often felt like he is fighting an invisible enemy. The whole situation helped Enoch as if it were a lie, and Nicholas was defeated every time. Why on earth… At every decisive moment, Does God side with that man? “Something is strange…” Nicholas regretted it. He made his own choice four years ago, which brought Enoch back to the Capital. Suddenly, he slumped. His knees finally lost their strength and hit the floor. “U, ugh…” A miserable illusion, as if he was kneeling before Enoch. “Aaaahhh!!!” He burst out into unbearable anger.
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