My Daddy Hides His Power Chapter 300 - Side story Part 1 Chapter 40
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One of the few geniuses acknowledged by ‘that’ Oscar Manuel—Maller Palette.
After Mr. Maller claimed victory in the clash between two proud geniuses, we immediately paid the commission fee and stepped outside.
I had wanted to paint against a beautiful backdrop, so it was a bit disappointing that there were only fields nearby.
“You think I’d really use a field as the background for a once-in-a-lifetime wedding portrait? Don’t worry—I’ll make sure to fit a nicer background in.”
That’s what Mr. Maller said. And since we had already seen his genius firsthand, I wasn’t worried at all.
Of course, Oscar was still a little skeptical…
“Grandpa, are you sure you can really draw it without seeing it yourself?”
“Why wouldn’t I be able to? Is that supposed to be hard?”
Mr. Maller tilted his head as if he couldn’t understand.
“I’m just taking out the beautiful landscapes I’ve seen all my life, which are preserved in my head, and using them as the background.”
As Dad said, Mr. Maller used Oscar’s “annoying genius way of speaking” exactly. “Why can’t I do that?”…
“….”
For a moment, Oscar was at a loss for words, but then he flashed a grin.
Oscar, who was speechless for a moment, smiled.
“As expected, you’re a genius, right?”
It seemed like Mr. Maller had instinctively recognized that he was of the same ‘kind’ as Oscar.
The rural outskirts, vast rice fields.
The faint, nostalgic scent of cow dung wafting in the air.
Amidst it all, my warm and loving family.
Our happy moments were gradually engraved on the canvas of the genius painter.
“Grandpa, I’m really curious, but what kind of face is so hard to draw?”
Oscar and Mr. Maller had quite a bit of casual chatter.
“There are people who are particularly difficult to paint. Generally, those people are smart. They have a lot going on in their heads. They’ve lived complicated lives, and all those twists and turns show up on their faces.”
…No way.
So that’s why Oscar’s estimate was 3 million gold.
“Aha, did a genius recognize a genius?”
Oscar was immediately convinced and pleased.
Dad watched the warm atmosphere of the geniuses and quietly muttered next to me.
“Tch. This is boring…”
Oscar seemed to have lost interest when he wasn’t getting any more.
It took a long time for the painting to be completed.
I thought it would be quite difficult to maintain the expression and posture…
“Ugh. Let’s take a break and continue.”
… but our stamina was overflowing, and since Mr. Maller called for a break every 10 minutes, it wasn’t as tiring as expected.
So, the work that had started early in the morning was finally completed when the sunset stretched long into the sky.
“Done! Take a look!”
We ran with anticipation.
Our impressions of the paintings by the genius painter Mahler’s palette…
“Wow!”
“Ooh!”
“Hey…”
* * *
A clear day, with a beautiful wedding venue in the background.
Me, smiling brightly with my arms linked with my dad and Oscar.
And the precious affection reflected on the faces of the two people toward me.
It was our happiest moment, forever.
“Wow, it’s really pretty…”
“Right…”
Erich also admired as he looked at the beautiful wedding portrait I had moved to my study.
“Will the portrait of the groom and bride be drawn just as beautifully?”
“….”
“I can… see it, right?”
“….”
“…I hope you survive and can safely paint the groom-to-be as well.”
“Ugh.”
I sighed.
February 11th.
The day a week before Oscar’s birthday.
Erich had come to my lab for a strategy meeting.
The topic of the meeting was <How to inform Oscar of the wedding date without either of us getting beaten, burned, or killed>.
And the key to achieving this goal smoothly is “making Oscar the happiest person in the world first,” but…
“Hmm.”
“Haa.”
We just sighed with the same expression.
In fact, we’ve been brainstorming for several days now, but no good ideas have come up so far.
“First, we should prepare a birthday gift, right?”
“Birthday gift? Well…”
Erich made a sour expression.
“Something material? Not really. To make Oscar happy with a birthday gift, it might be better to write a handwritten letter.”
That’s right.
Currently, the highest-paid in the duchy!
Ranked number one in assets among the duchy citizens!
Oscar Manuel, the Lord of the Wizard Tower, was the kind of man who could acquire anything he desired, no matter how expensive or rare it was.
Moreover, he doesn’t really have any material desires.
And it needed to be something meaningful, but we just couldn’t come up with anything good.
So a material gift was…
“Ah!”
At that moment, a brilliant idea struck me like lightning, and I clapped my hands.
Let’s go over the conditions for a gift that would truly make Oscar happy, one by one.
- It must be something that even Oscar’s wealth could never acquire.
- It must be something that holds a “special meaning” between the giver (me) and the receiver (Oscar).
- It must be the kind of gift that would bring the greatest satisfaction to a “father” when received from their child.
“That’s it!”
I covered my mouth and cheered.
There was only one gift that met all three conditions.
A gift that only I could give!
No one knows, and only Oscar and I can know what it is at this point!
A gift that has tremendous meaning to both of us!
“Did you come up with a good idea?”
Erich asked in surprise.
I felt sorry for him, considering how much he had helped so far, but I couldn’t reveal the gift just yet.
“Sorry, Brother. I’ll tell you later!”
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Southeast.
I was alone in the Parman River basin, where land prices are ridiculously high. This vast 100-acre piece of land is my private property.
It turned out that I, the youngest daughter of a wealthy family, received my first birthday gift from my grandfather when I was seven.
I’ve been using this place quite well so far. I’ve used it as a horseback riding practice range, and as a date course.
The reason why the land price is so damn expensive is..
“Wow~ The sunset is crazy!”
It was because of the beautiful sunset scenery falling beyond the river.
The sunset can usually only be seen from the western territories, but there are a few rare “eastern sunset spots,” and the Parmann River basin is one of them.
“Really perfect! It’s close to the south, so the weather is almost like spring! It should get even warmer in a week!”
I became so happy that I spun around endlessly by the riverbank, with the sunset casting its glow.
Thank you, Grandpa.
At that time, if I had refused to accept the land as a seven-year-old child, it would have been a big mistake.
“Oh no, this is not the time.”
I came to my senses and looked at the bracelet.
Oscar’s <birthday gift> was something I intended to create myself, using my own abilities.
‘It won’t be a small amount. Of course, I already expected that!’
That is, the ability of ‘creation.’
Although I’ve never used one, it’s like saying ‘come out, gold, poof!’ with a goblin club, so it’ll obviously cost quite a bit.
‘Let’s see…’
I closed my eyes tightly and imagined ‘that’.
It was something I could never afford in my whole life, even if I worked my bones to the bone as a graduate student!
Starting with the flashy exterior, it’s packed with all sorts of great options on the inside too!
After imagining it, I looked at the bracelet.
–
“What is it?”
The meaning of this stick is that even if you pour all your remaining lifespan into it, you still can’t buy it.
“No, is that all?”
No matter how expensive it is…
“There’s no way that’s possible?”
Actually, I thought it wouldn’t be impossible even if it was a bit expensive.
Because I remember that even the emperor, who is currently rotting in hell, used this ‘creation’ ability.
He had once exchanged the ‘Princess Lara Magic Wand’ I received as a gift from Cheshire during my training center days for a magic wand with a real jewel.
‘Wasn’t that the power of creation?’
The guy who trembled in fear for his life all his life wouldn’t have invested that much of his remaining lifespan just to look good to me…
“Oh, that’s right!”
As I thought about it, I realized what the problem was.
* * *
40 minutes later.
A cart loaded with baggage was placed in front of me.
I hurriedly arranged it by asking the estate manager.
‘The Emperor didn’t create something from nothing; there was a basic framework already in place.’
Just like the fairy godmother in the Cinderella story, who turned a pumpkin into a carriage.
“Okay, let’s try again!”
I looked at the bracelet.
56years
“As expected!”
As expected, the price has dropped significantly.
But.
‘This is expensive too!’
If the price is reasonable, Oscar will be happy to receive it. But if I tell him it’s a gift made after 56 years of work, he’ll think I’m crazy and try to kill me.
“T, then…”
I nervously bit my nails as I started the negotiation.
‘I planned for it to run without fuel… I’ll take care of the holy power charging conversion myself. So, excluding that option…’
24years
Ugh, it is still expensive!
‘T, things like heated seats, or a rearview camera… Anyway, let’s remove all the interior options…’
15years
“No, heuk… Why is it so expensive…?”
I collapsed in frustration.
And I tried to bargain one last time.
‘Ugh… I’ll just go with a toy… a can that doesn’t do anything… a chunk of scrap metal…’
8months
“Ugh, I feel like swearing.”
Only then did I receive a reasonable price estimate for the delivery.
I made the full payment immediately!
As soon as the payment was completed, the carriage in front of me instantly transformed into ‘that’.
“C, crazy!”
I quickly ran over and circled around ‘it’, marveling at the sight.
I couldn’t help but be amazed when I saw ‘it’, feeling the nostalgia of the 21st-century graduate student world.
The bright red color.
A sleek and well-designed body shape.
Since it’s a sports car, the lid can be opened and closed.
I quickly climbed onto the coachman’s seat(?).
“Wow! This is insane! Lilith Rubinstein, you did it! Whoa!”
The inside was also fantastic.
But this is just a can.
It’s not just a tin can, it’s a toy that doesn’t even have basic movements!
No engine, no internal combustion engine…
A lump of scrap metal that looks good on the outside!
I tried pressing this and that and even stepped on the pedal just in case, but as expected.
There was no response.
“Yeah! It’s okay! What do you want in an 8-month-old carriage!”
From now on, I have to engrave the magic formula into every internal device to make this work.
7 days until Oscar’s birthday.
Even if I die and wake up, I can’t do it alone.
But I had ‘him’.
“The greatest genius! The best next-generation Lord of the Wizard Tower!”
Sitting comfortably in the driver’s seat, I stretched my arms toward the air and called out its name with a joyful voice.
“My love, Hans Weaver~!”
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