My Daddy Hide His Power Chapter 179

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Enoch, who returned to the capital, heard about the fire that occurred in the commoners’ residential area and immediately headed to the scene. 

 

When he arrived.

 

He was surprised by the unexpected sight. With the support of both Wizard Tower and even Martha, the fire had already been brought under control. 

 

‘What happened?’

 

Even if the Wizard Tower’s involvement could be explained, it was surprising how quickly high-ranking Wizards responded to the situation.

 

There is no way the emperor would have readily allowed the support… 

 

“Your Excellency.” 

 

At that time, a man dressed in a robe came up, greeted Enoch, secretly gave him a note, and left.

 

[Securing clues to the leading forces of terrorism. Please visit.]

 

Below the short text, a picture of a hawk was drawn in red ink.

 

This was a communication from Rico, the head of the intelligence guild <Red Hawk>. 

 

‘Terrorism? Damn it, what the hell is going on…’

 

He was about to grab a nearby support worker and ask him the whole story.

 

Axion and Oskar arrived at the scene.

 

“Axion!”

 

“Ah, are you here?”

 

For some reason, Axion seemed to have no strength at all. He patted Enoch on the shoulder and passed by.

 

“The child is at home with Cheshire. don’t worry.”

 

“What? Why is the child suddenly…” 

 

“Let it go, let it go.”

 

Enoch, who was trying to follow Axion, was caught by Oscar.

 

“Lord of the Wizard Tower, what on earth is going on?” 

 

Oscar scratched his forehead in trouble and then spoke. 

 

“The child is safe.”

 

“Why does this story about princess keep coming up?”

 

Enoch’s face was pale with ominousness. 

 

“Since she’s safe… uhm, don’ get worked up and just listen.” 

 

* * *

 

“Princess!”

 

When Enoch returned.

 

Lilith was sitting calmly in front of her desk, scribbling something.

 

“Dad, you’re here?”

 

“You… are you okay?” 

 

“Mhm? Oh, eung! I’m not hurt at all. His Majesty the Emperor rescued me.”

 

It was when she was unexpectedly brought before the Emperor, in a startled state of mind, that he asked if everything was alright. 

 

The child appeared nonchalant.

 

“…What about Cheshire?”

 

Enoch, who was watching, asked carefully, and Lilith turned around.

 

“Don’t say anything to Cheshire.”

 

“Huh? No, Dad is…” 

 

“He went there today because of me. I didn’t know there would be a fire, but I knew many people would die there.” 

 

“….” 

 

“…Did a lot of people die?”

 

Was she just pretending like nothing happened?

 

Enoch, noticing her trembling voice, knelt in front of Lilith.

 

“No, nobody died. Fortunately, capable people arrived quickly. There are some injured people, but don’t worry. They’re all being treated at the temple where Priest Zadkiel is.” 

 

“Ah, that’s a relief…” 

 

Lilith said, rubbing her chest and laughing.

 

“Uhm, and Dad. Can you please stop hunting monsters and just stay in the Capital? It’s been really hard and scary without Dad around.”

 

“….” 

 

Enoch paused.

 

The child was right. If he hadn’t left the capital himself, things wouldn’t have escalated to this extent. 

 

“I’m sorry.” 

 

“Dad.” 

 

“Mhm…”

 

“I, you know…” 

 

Lilith was hugged helplessly.

 

“I know I should save people, but I don’t want to die in their place.”

 

“….” 

 

“I don’t mind using a little vitality at all, but I don’t want Dad, Uncle, or Cheshire to be in danger as a result.”

 

“…Yeah, mhm.” 

 

“I’m sorry… I’m Dad’s daughter, but I’m not as brave or strong as Dad… So, I’m sorry. I don’t think I can save everyone…” 

 

“No, princess. Dad is…” 

 

Enoch was unable to continue speaking.

 

A child’s whole life, he grew up looking at it. 

 

All people are the same.

 

Sick people need to be helped.

 

You have to share with the poor people.

 

Because Dad is strong, he has to fight on behalf of the weak people.

 

Those teachings had already become an obsession for the child.

 

She made herself believe that as a noble, as a skilled individual, and as Primera, she had to do something.

 

“D, Dad is sorry…” 

 

Enoch hugged Lilith tightly with trembling arms.

 

Only then did the nervous child begin to cry sadly in her father’s arms. 

 

* * *

 

The next day.

 

Lilith Rubinstein, splendidly resurrected!

 

1. We must prioritize our own survival.

 

2. Prevent the rebels from being caught.

 

3. …

 

I read through the paper outlining the directives for changing course multiple times. 

 

The reason for not worrying despite openly writing down words that could get me in big trouble if caught?

 

Because it is written in Korean.

 

No one can read it except me.

 

“Hmm, the juice is delicious.”

 

Sipping on fruit juice in a fancy glass, I waited for Oscar.

 

This was the Wizard Tower; it was the reception room. 

 

Suddenly, Oscar burst through the door, panting heavily, and sat down in front of me. 

 

“What is it?” 

 

“Mhm. I had plenty of time. You didn’t have to rush like this.”

 

“…I didn’t come running?” 

 

Lie. 

 

It was obvious that he ran as if he were surprised because it was my first time coming to the Wizard Tower. 

 

“First of all… Lord of the Wizard Tower, thank you for taking the time to see me. I’ve come because I had a favor to ask.”

 

“….?”

 

Seeming puzzled by the unfamiliar title for a moment, Oscar soon snorted and crossed his legs as he sat down. 

 

“Are you telling me to listen seriously?”

 

“Yes.” 

 

“But you look good? I thought you’d be in bed for a few days.”

 

“It’s not like I’m sick or anything. Well, and where would I find the time to stay in bed anyway?”

 

I’m not even a child. I need to quickly get myself together and deal with the situation

 

“Master, it’s not something else!”

 

I placed my hands on my thighs, bowed my head modestly, and asked.

 

“I need to meet with His Majesty the Emperor, so please arrange a meeting for me!”

 

“….” 

 

Oscar blinked quietly and scratched his right ear.

 

“Maybe I’m getting old, but these days I hear all sorts of nonsense. Say it again.”

 

“Yes. I’ll go see His Majesty the Emperor…” 

 

“What should I do, you?”

 

Oscar, interrupting me, wore a sympathetic expression.

 

“You lost your mind. But I understand.”

 

“….” 

 

“The fire broke out right before your eyes, you were suddenly dragged in front of the Emperor, and then Cheshire showed up with his sword. It’s enough to drive anyone crazy.” 

 

“I didn’t lose my mind, I’m perfectly fine.”

 

“Really? Then I guess you know how I will respond, right?” 

 

“Master, I’ve realized something this time. Do I need to be afraid of meeting His Majesty the Emperor? It’s not like ‘Primera’ is written on my forehead, is it?”

 

“Your liver grew so big that it burst, huh?”

 

“The liver is attached properly. There is a reason why I must go see His Majesty the Emperor with you. Please help me.” 

 

“Yeah. Even though I’m not going to help anyway, let’s hear what nonsense you’re talking about.”

 

Oscar crossed his arms over his chest and crossed his legs with the attitude that he wouldn’t listen, no matter what was said.

 

I read the paper I brought with me.

 

“The reason why I should meet His Majesty the Emperor, number one. I want to show His Majesty that I am a child who can be easily persuaded as long as they speak well.” 

 

“What?” 

 

“To be honest, even if I were Primera, I’d still lose in a fight against His Majesty the Emperor, whether with badges or without.”

 

“…So?” 

 

“Then it’s better to be a child who listens well to His Majesty the Emperor. He will think there’s no need for him to use his power to control me.” 

 

“….” 

 

“You might think I’m crazy, but I’m really not afraid of meeting His Majesty the Emperor anymore.”

 

“Oh, I’m glad you know. You’re crazy.” 

 

“Come to think of it, I gained a lot from this incident. His Majesty the Emperor can no longer easily doubt my identity.”

 

“What kind of nonsense is it?” 

 

“You saw it yesterday, right? When His Majesty brought me here, he didn’t notice anything strange?” 

 

There was information I was always curious about but could never find out on my own.

 

The question is, how much life does it take for Primera to control Primera?

 

“He used his power thinking I was Octava, right? If he had sensed that he used more vitality than expected, wouldn’t he have found it strange? But there was no sign of that, right?” 

 

“….” 

 

“That means, dealing with Primera doesn’t consume much vitality. It’s as easy as handling Octava.” 

 

It’s a sad story, but I kind of guessed it.

 

An empire that has never had a history of rebellion.

 

How could that be?

 

Even if there is a balance of power between two Primera… If it were difficult for the predecessor to handle the successor, wouldn’t there have been a rebellion at least once? 

 

—That’s what I thought. 

 

‘Rebellion? They couldn’t even think of it.’

 

I definitely realized this through this incident.

 

Primera was more omnipotent than any other ability user, but conversely, they were utterly powerless in the face of another Primera.

 

“Perhaps it’s fortunate that he directly used his ability on me? Since it didn’t consume much vitality, it’s like I very convincingly proved I’m Octava, right?” 

 

“Well, he’s surprisingly carefree about this. I’m not sure if we can call that fortunate… Anyway, fine. But…” 

 

Oscar frowned and leaned forward. 

 

“Just stay still. Why are you jumping to conclusions and assuming the Emperor will wield his power against you? Why rush into the lion’s den?”

 

“Ah, that’s.” 

 

“When he bring you here when the fire broke out? The justification is that I was trying to save you. The Emperor wouldn’t just kidnap you without reason, so don’t worry.” 

 

“No. It’s not because I’m worried about that, it’s because I have a very strong feeling that I have been targeted by His Majesty this time.”

 

Until now, I have lived without being on the Emperor’s radar. 

 

Because my rank was Octava, he couldn’t easily manipulate Dad by using me.

 

‘But not anymore. That Cheshire’s vitality at that time. There’s no way the Emperor didn’t recognize it.’

 

I guess the emperor guessed why Cheshire was so angry.

 

And, maybe…

 

He may have come to the conclusion that the reason is me.

 

“So far, I haven’t been particularly useful to His Majesty the Emperor, right? But now, looking back, he will think, huh? Master really cherishes me, and also…”

 

“Yeah.” 

 

Oscar sighed. 

 

“Cheshire, that guy too. If the Emperor isn’t a fool, he must have felt something strange about him this time.”

 

That’s it.

 

The powerful people the emperor covets are tied to me like sausages.

 

At this time, what would I do if I were the emperor?

 

‘Of course you have to lure me out and use me.’

​

This may be, 

 

A blessing in disguise.

 

The Emperor will think that only by getting me can Oscar, Cheshire, and Dad move. 

 

Then, isn’t it ironic that I am holding the leash of the emperor who is trying to use me?

 

At this negotiation table, I was never the subordinate.

 

“The second reason why I should meet His Majesty the Emperor!”

 

I eagerly put my hands together.

 

“It’s because of Uncle Axion.”

 

* * *

 

“Hmm.” 

 

The Emperor, with a solemn expression, slowly scanned the map spread out on the table with his hand.

 

Despite that insignificant action, several capable people gathered in the conference hall were nervous and trembled like aspen trees.

 

“Here.”

 

Soon, the emperor’s finger pointed to a certain place.

 

[Moarte Islands]

 

Silence came to the conference hall.

 

Soon, Tuk.

 

Someone was so startled that they lost the pen they were holding.

 

“Sir Axion?”

 

“…Yes, Your Majesty.” 

 

“What if we push out all the demonic beasts that have settled here and plant our imperial flag?” 

 

“….” 

 

The Emperor chuckled as he looked at Axion who remained silent.

 

“You’ll take command. I’ll organize the third army of capable people under your command. And…” 

 

The Emperor added, pointing to those sitting around him.

 

Ten DOS class capable people.

 

Perhaps… the Emperor only called those he wouldn’t regret losing.

 

“From here, you can choose the people you want to go with. About two people?”

 

Someone swallowed their breath nervously.

 

Afraid of being called out themselves, they were all trembling pale.

 

‘It’s cruel.’

 

Axion laughed to himself.

 

This was nothing less than giving them the choice of who to be buried with in the same grave.

 

“It’s alright.” 

 

Eventually, Axion stood up.

 

“I will go alone.”