My Daddy Hides His Power

Chapter 203



* * *

 The day Cheshire returned from meeting the emperor.

 

The rebels held another emergency meeting.

 This time, Enoch, Cheshire, and Joseph were gathered together.

 “Good job, Cheshire.”

 

Enoch was bewildered. 

 Cheshire not only avoided marriage talks with the imperial family but also brought out the emperor’s desired request.

 It’s not that he didn’t have expectations.

 ‘The harvest far exceeds expectations.’

 Joseph was also happy.

 “Thank you very much for your hard work.”

 The Emperor expressed his will right on the spot.

 “By the way, Joseph.” 

 Joseph was looking at a map while listening to Cheshire about the emperor’s blueprint for continental unification. 

 “The emperor showed his cards too easily. I thought he would at least slowly share where he was planning to invade and the specific war plan. If this is a trap…” 

 “Ah, no.” 

 Joseph smiled and shook his head.

 Why is he so sure it’s not? 

 Cheshire is puzzled.

 “There’s no need to hide it.”

 “There’s no reason to hide it.”

 Enoch and Joseph spoke at the same time.

 “Is there anyone who doesn’t know that the emperor wants to start a war of aggression?”

 Joseph pointed to a name on the map.

 Kingdom of Isolem

 “I knew this place would be the top priority. The rest of the kingdoms are allies of Isolem and are protected by Isolem, and they are all non-competent.”

 Joseph added, pointing out the names of various kingdoms.

 “Once you conquer Isolem, the rest will naturally follow. It’s an obvious plan with nothing to hide.” 

 “Ah, I see.” 

 “From now on, Sir Cheshire’s job is to monitor this plan as the Emperor’s closest aide.”

 “You need to hide your strength.”

 Enoch, who was listening, touched Cheshire’s arm and said.

 Joseph nodded his head.

 “During the last three years of our preparation, if a war were to break out, it would be disastrous. Sir Cheshire, please do your best to prevent that.”

 

“Yes.” 

 “It would be best to conceal Cheshire’s remarkable growth as much as possible so that he doesn’t feel that his military power is complete enough to force a war.”

 “I understand, however…” 

 Cheshire was puzzled.

 “Is the Isolem Kingdom army that strong? Is it enough for the emperor to hesitate to invade right now?”

 “I guess so. Many powerful people from the empire fled to Isolem. Of course, the newly born talented people cannot open their cores, so they are no different from non-competent people.”

 “Still, there are many capable people in the kingdom. Because people with new abilities are still leaving the empire and continuing to seek refuge in the kingdom.” 

 Enoch received the word.

 Why? 

 Why would someone born with a blessed talent choose to abandon the empire and leave?

 Cheshire, who was about to ask more, soon understood their thoughts and nodded his head. 

 “The kingdom is much better to live in. It’s not just a few competent people who are fed up with the empire’s insane class system and suffocating atmosphere.”

 Joseph stroked his chin and chuckled as he reminisced.

 “In particular, the number of competent people who abandoned the empire during the seven years that Enoch Rubinstein disappeared must have been very, very enormous.” 

 “Why?”

 “As long as there is no duke in the empire, the kingdom doesn’t have to worry about being invaded. It makes the country safer and better to live in than any other place.”

  Joseph added, looking at Enoch.

 “Well, now that the rumor has spread that Enoch Rubinstein has returned, they will always be afraid of an attack.” 

 The more Cheshire listened to him, the less he understood.

 As long as Enoch isn’t there, they don’t have to worry about being invaded? 

 “If we talk about the kingdom’s army, doesn’t that mean they are all competent people from the empire anyway?” 

 “Right?” 

 “If that’s the case, there seems to be a significant difference in power between the two countries. Are there any capable people in the kingdom as strong as the Duke? Why didn’t the emperor start a war without the Duke? If he simply invaded with the talents he can mobilize now, wouldn’t he win?” 

 Questions that come up constantly.

 Enoch and Joseph blinked.

 “Ah, I’m sorry. There are a lot of things I don’t know.” 

 The two thought for a moment, looking at Cheshire who lowered his head, and then realized.

 “Oh! It seems Cheshire doesn’t know much?”  

 “There’s nothing to be sorry about, Cheshire. We lacked an explanation.”

 Enoch said.

 “The last time the Empire attacked Isolem, it was before Cheshire was even born.” 

 Joseph nodded.

 “The imperial army cannot even penetrate the defense lines of the Kingdom of Isolem.”

 “Yes?” 

 What are you talking about? 

 “Because, the Kingdom of Isolem…” 

 * * *

 “…It’s like a fortress. There are dozens, no, hundreds of high-level defensive magic spells in place.”

 “Ooh.” 

 History study time with Oscar.

 The story I heard from him about the Kingdom of Isolem was very interesting.

 “If magic users can handle such defensive magic, wouldn’t they also possess corresponding offensive magic? That would be a concern.”

 Oscar shrugged his shoulders. 

 “Of course, Isolem actually has very destructive attack magic. No one knows. If we rush in hastily, even if we somehow manage to break through the defense line, we won’t be able to recover even a single bone.”

 “R, really? No, Master, how on earth do you know that? Are you from the kingdom? Or could it be, did the Master steal the magic formula?”

 “Oh, it’s similar. My father was the one who handed it over.” 

 I opened my mouth in surprise at the dull response. 

 “Yesss?”

 “If not, Isolem would have been conquered long ago. He must have done it to prevent war.”

 “Wow, oh my. Master’s father was truly an incredible person, wasn’t he?” 

 To prevent the tyranny of the empire and not tremble from the fear of invasion.

 He would have shared magic with other countries.

 “Well, he did get a quick ticket to the afterlife by selling out the country and getting stabbed by the Emperor.”

 “….?” 

 What is it? The more I listened, the more I was amazed.

 “He, he died because of the Emperor?” 

 “There is no evidence, but it is obvious.”

 “….” 

 “He was a stupid person.”

 Though he spoke calmly, there was a deep longing for his father in Oscar’s intensified gaze.

 “Ah, that. Hmm.”

 I hesitated and said nothing.

 “But then there’s nothing to worry about, right? How do you break through such a formidable defense? I was worried for nothing about starting a war!”

 “Well, it can be broken through. After all, it’s people who are defending it.”

 “Eh. How? I heard it’s a really great defensive spell, but can you break through it?”

 Oscar said with a grin.

 “You just break through brute force. Don’t give their magic users a chance to recover their mana. Just keep attacking relentlessly, without giving them a moment to rest.”

 “Pft.”

 I laughed. 

 “I thought there might be some incredible method~! But is it only the kingdom’s army that will run out of mana? Won’t the imperial army also run out? And besides, they say the kingdom has much stronger offensive magic, right?”

 “No, Lilith.”

 Oscar’s expression suddenly became serious.

 “The empire has weapons.”

 “…Yes?” 

 “To be exact, a monster.”

 “Monster?”

 

“A very fearsome magical beast with nearly infinite mana. I know that demon beast well, so I asked him about it before, but he doesn’t know his own limits either. It’s a demonic beast that has gone very crazy.” 

 “Yes? You can talk to demon beasts? What is it?” 

 “Mhm. It’s an intelligent demon beast. He can ignore the kingdom’s attack magic and just push in and wipe it out. If that demon beast keeps cutting day and night, the defense line will eventually be breached.” 

 What is it really?

 Oscar’s expression was so serious that it almost seemed like he was joking, so I was scared.

 “What kind of demon beast is this?”

 “Are you curious?” 

 “Yes…” 

 “Really?” 

 Oscar leaned in close to me, as if giving me a warning. I nodded, swallowing hard.

 Soon, he smiled brightly and said.

 “It’s your father.”

 * * *

 A month-long festival to commemorate the conquest of the Moarte Islands.

 The mock sparring between capable people held in the imperial palace at every official event was the best attraction.

 In particular, the two who will be sparring this time are Enoch Rubinstein, who has unrivaled talent in name and reality, and Cheshire Libre, who has emerged as a powerhouse of a new era. 

 All nobles who were entitled to enter the palace and see it in person gathered.

 “I’m looking forward to it.”

 “Ah, yes.” 

 The main character of the festival, the conquering hero Axion Libre, had the honor of sitting right next to the emperor.

 A huge training ground.

 Two capable people standing facing each other and paying respect to each other.

 

 Wooong—!

 Soon, a trumpet sound was heard announcing the start of sparring.

 It’s scary to start.

 Whoosh—

 Whoosh—

 Whoosh—

 Cheshire Libre swung his sword, and waves of power erupted relentlessly every second.

 The astonished nobles forgot their manners and erupted into cheers.

 There was no gap in the attack that an ordinary swordsman would need to save up mana and fire the next sword attack.

 Truly, extraordinary power.

 “Hmm.” 

 The emperor smiled with satisfaction.

 But soon.

 “….” 

 It suddenly hardened.

 Without even pulling out the sword.

 Clank!

 Clank!

 Clank!

 Enoch lightly swings his arm and catches and blocks all of the flying sword energy with his sword sheath.

 Facing Cheshire, who was unleashing attacks that were difficult to approach, Enoch charged forward without hesitation.

 Soon.

 The moment they narrowed the distance to some extent.

 Claaank—!

 

As soon as Enoch drew his sword, a heavy wind blew at his opponent.

 Cheshire was pushed straight into the safety line barrier of the training ground. 

 “…..” 

 At that time, Axion became nervous when he noticed that veins were sprouting on the back of the Emperor’s hand as he tightly gripped the armrest of his chair.

 A gap that could be said to be heaven and earth.

 Enoch didn’t use a sword to avoid inflicting fatal wounds. 

 He’s clearly aware of the difference in power between himself and his opponent,

 A leisure that only the strong can take.

 ‘…Is it still not enough?’

 The emperor’s new sword, the powerhouse of the younger generation.

 It was still far from being able to reach someone with legendary abilities.

 “Tsk.”

 Eventually, the emperor gritted his teeth in displeasure and left the place.

 


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