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My Daddy Hide His Power - Chapter 162

Published at 18th of March 2024 10:48:43 AM


Chapter 162

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Enoch realized something as he looked at Oscar, who was half out of his mind.

 

That one, just by looking at it.

 

‘He doesn’t seem to know?’

 

He didn’t seem to know that Lilith, who went on a pilgrimage to the holy land, wouldn’t be at home or in town.

 

He came to class as usual, but the child wasn’t there, so he guesses he only found out now. 

 

“Did you hear about it from the butler? She went on a pilgrimage to the holy land. Lilith said she got permission from you too.”

 

“When did I…!”

 

Oskar, who was furious, stopped.

 

Yeah, the kid definitely said something in class last week. 

 

“Ah, this is crazy. Is that what she was talking about back then?”

 

Oscar became so concerned that he grabbed and dropped his cheek. 

 

“She told you, right? Ey, what is it? You forgot when you heard it.”

 

Tsk tsk, Enoch clicked his tongue and turned his eyes to the mirror again. 

 

“Why on earth are you sending a child there!”

 

Oscar screamed from behind.

 

“You will have to walk all day, sleep on the street all the time, and you’ll suffer all the hardships! Argh! Bring her! Bring the kid back quickly!”

 

“Calm down, Lord of the Wizard Tower. Do you think I wouldn’t have stopped her? But she says she has to go. Do you remember when I scolded the kid before?”

 

Enoch shook his head.

 

“If there was anything she wanted to do, I just asked her to tell Dad, but I never thought she would say it so straight away…”

 

“Just because of that, did you easily allow it? Not only is it difficult, but it could also be dangerous, so you should have just said no!”

 

“I said that, but I can’t win. You know. Lilith knows the future. She says that nothing dangerous will ever happen?”

 

Yeah, she knows everything… 

 

No, no matter what!

 

“There’s something called ‘Just in case’!”

 

“Of course I was worried about that too. But Cheshire is going with me too, right? So don’t worry, Dad—she says something like this?” 

 

In the royal palace, they personally assign a guard escort for the pilgrimage group….

 

At this time, it is customary for one of the DOS rank corps commanders to lead the escorts. 

 

“We haven’t even received the royal order yet. How do you know whether Chesire will go or who will go? I asked her that.” 

 

“Then?” 

 

“But the commander of the magic swordsman was originally the escort for this pilgrimage?”

 

Enoch added, sticking out his tongue.

 

“Wow, it was exactly as she said. I got goosebumps. It was decided the next day that it would actually be Cheshire. I wish it were me.”

 

“Haa.” 

 

“She’s looking very far into the future. She says it’s not dangerous and has a good reason to go, so how can I stop her?”

 

“What is the reason that she must go?”

 

“….” 

 

Enoch naturally kept his mouth shut in response to that question.

 

And looked around.

 

“No, and. There is another crucial reason why I couldn’t stop her. She was crying and yelling at me, and I felt a bit stung, right?” 

 

“….” 

 

“Dad, how long are you going to keep me locked up and raise me? If Dad is not here with me, I can’t go on trips or have fun alone for the rest of my life~?” 

 

“….” 

 

“Dad, I’m so sick of going to Aunt’s or Uncle’s house every time you go to war! Dad, this is overprotection~!”

 

Enoch, who was imitating Lilith, put on the mustache he had been holding

 

Of course, he didn’t tell Oscar the real reason why he had no choice but to give permission.

 

Daughter’s approval document, number 8.

 

I want to make sure I can change Master’s fate.

 

Enoch’s face darkened for a moment.

 

Four years ago from now.

 

“The price of regression is the extinction of existence itself. I think Master will disappear without a body in 10 years.”

 

After Lilith convinced him that he had only vaguely guessed that there would be a price to return.

 

In order to find a way to safely save Oscar, Enoch has been busy day and night.

 

Was he as eager as he was to prepare for the business?

 

He also looked into ancient magic and studied the historical records of previous high priests known for performing miracles.

 

He even searched for traces of old wizards who were said to have gone into exile in other countries…

 

Really, there’s nothing he hasn’t tried. 

 

“Hey.” 

 

“Ah, yes.” 

 

Enoch quickly cleared his darkened expression and looked back at Oscar.

 

He had no idea that Enoch and Lilith knew that he had six years left to live.

 

He has every reason to feel resentful.

 

You might hate me.

 

But, really…

 

“…Are you listening?”

 

“O, oh, what? Sorry.” 

 

Oscar, who was looking at Enoch pitifully, pointed to his face.

 

Blonde hair that was changed by magic.

 

An awkwardly attached mustache. 

 

“You sent her, but are you worried? So now, you’re going to disguise yourself so poorly and secretly follow her?” 

 

“Correct.” 

 

Enoch spoke brightly and looked back at the mirror.

 

“Are you stupid? If you change your hair color and just add a mustache, do you think the child won’t recognize you?”

 

“Of course the princess will recognize me. All I have to do is not recognize other people. I will follow her secretly without being seen.” 

 

“What are you going to do with magic?”

 

“Oh, Lord of the Wizard Tower. I was already going to ask.”

 

Enoch glanced around.

 

“Is there any magic that can change my height and facial features to look like a completely different person?”

 

“Haa.” 

 

I’m going crazy, really.

 

Oscar sighed as he covered his face with his hands. 

 

* * *

 

Here is the capital, the Temple of Pavil.

 

Ahead of the pilgrimage to the Holy Land, many people were gathering wearing white pilgrimage clothes.

 

It has become a capital not only for local priests and officials but also for deeply religious nobles.

 

I sighed.

 

‘2 weeks of being homeless, is this real?’

 

The essence of a pilgrimage route is enduring hardship, so overnight stays were planned throughout the entire distance, which takes two weeks for a round trip.

 

However, the most reliable way to go to Moloch, the destination, to understand the situation and resolve the disaster was to join the pilgrimage group.

 

‘Well, my back might feel a bit stiff when sleeping, but there isn’t anything particularly dangerous.’

 

The safe return of the pilgrimage group is described in the original work

 

‘Also, because there is Cheshire.’

 

I knew that Cheshire would act as an escort for the pilgrimage group. 

 

Originally, the guard captain in this episode was the head of the magic swordsman. 

 

Originally, the commander of this episode’s guard escort was the commander of the Magic Swordsman Division. 

 

‘…Although they are not the same person.’

 

The previous commander of the Magic Swordsman Division died during the Holy Beast incident four years ago. 

 

“But Cheshire. Does what I say make sense? Do you also think I’ve been rude? Isn’t it Master who was too much, not me?”

 

I was complaining to Cheshire while waiting for the entire pilgrimage group to gather.

 

During the last class last week.

 

This is what happened when I lost my temper with Oscar.

 

“I’m trying so hard to save Master, how can he casually say that he’s going to die soon?”

 

Honestly, I felt emotional.

 

He could easily say that there wasn’t much time left, but for saying that dirt would soon get in his eyes…(t/n : Means that he will die soon.) 

 

“I know. You must have been upset.”

 

“Right? Master did something wrong, right?”

 

Unlike me, who was wearing pilgrimage clothes, Cheshire, who was wearing full armor, nodded.

 

Cheshire also knows the situation of Oscar, who only has six years left to live. 

 

For the past four years, Dad, Cheshire, and I have been doing everything we can to save Oscar. 

 

“No, and why on earth is he talking about dating out of nowhere? You should worry about yourself; is it time to worry about my relationship?” 

 

“….”

 

“Is that right? Mhm?” 

 

When I asked, Cheshire slowly blinked and stared at me for some reason. 

 

He looked confused and thought about something for a moment, then sighed.

 

“Hey, Lilith.”

 

“Mhm?” 

 

“That… I think I know why the Lord of the Wizard Tower was so worried.” 

 

“Hmm. Why?” 

 

Cheshire pressed his lips and hesitated before speaking.

 

“Actually, last week… You know, the day of the calling conference.” 

 

“Ah, mhm.” 

 

“I escorted the Lord of the Wizard Tower to his house at that time…” 

 

At that time, 

 

One of the attendant priests of the main temple spotted me and came hurriedly over to me.

 

“Hello, are you here to participate in the pilgrimage today?”


“Ah, yes!” 

 

“The gathering time has come to an end, so we are checking personnel. Nobles who are not part of the temple, please stand in the other line and register on the list. Did you bring the rank slit?”

 

“Yes!” 

 

There was already a long line of people at the place the priest pointed to.

 

“Cheshire, I’m going to quickly submit my name! Let’s talk again later!” 

 

I left Cheshire behind and stood in line.

 

I turn the bag on my back forward and carry it, and take out the rank slit that serves as an identification card—.

 

“….?” 

 

—Tuk, tuk.

 

Someone touched my shoulder.

 

When I turned around, there were two old men with white hair standing there.

 

“Hohoho.” 

 

“….” 

 

What is it? 

 

First of all, I said hello politely.

 

“Hello. Is there something wrong?” 

 

“Hohoho. The cute little girl is very polite. You’re so pretty that you greet us.” 

 

“Ah. Thank you.” 

 

“I am~ the grandfather head priest in southern Argonia. This is my friend, deputy priest.”

 

So they were priests.

 

The old Argonia priest tapped the shoulder of the deputy priest standing next to him.

 

Unlike the head priest, who seemed very friendly, the deputy priest looked grumpy, as if he were dissatisfied with something.

 

“I’m Lilith Rubinstein.  I’m not a member of the temple, but I’m here to pray. Please call me Lilith and speak comfortably.” 

 

“Hohoho. Is that okay? Oh my, such an angelic girl. You’re very polite and cute, just like my daughter.”

 

“Ah! Do it in moderation, in moderation.”

 

When the head priest spoke with a relaxed tone, the deputy priest looked sharply and suspiciously.

 

I asked as I walked along the shrinking line.

 

“Well, what should I call the priests? There are many other priests here…” 

 

“Ah! My name is…” 

 

The head priest paused and rolled his eyes.

 

“…I think I’m getting old and forgetful. It feels like there was some name.  Just casually call me Rick. And over here.” 

 

Rick looked at the deputy priest and hesitated for about a second before speaking.

 

“…This is Grandpa Scar.” 

 

When Rick introduced him instead, deputy priest Scar covered his face and sighed.

 

Then suddenly he glared at me.

 

“Why on earth did you come here? Walking with sore legs, sleeping on the street, and eating tasteless food for two whole weeks, huh? Are you here to explore what suffering is? Do you want to go home now?”

 

He shouted in a voice that sounded like he was old and had difficulty breathing.

 

“…Yes?” 

 

I was dumbfounded.

 

What does it matter?

 

Rick gave Scar a slap on the back as I stood bewildered and hesitant.

 

“Argh!” 

 

“Wow, what a person! Instead of praising the cute girl for going to pray, you won’t even bother giving compliments for how impressive it is! 

 

“Excuse me.” 

 

Rick said with a smile, regardless of whether the annoyed Scar gritted his teeth or not.

 

“And if your legs hurt, you can have Grandpa Rick carry you on my back!” 

 

“Y, yes?”

 

I stepped back and looked up and down at Rick and Scar.

 

A skinny body that looks as if it will collapse at any moment.

 

In fact, from the first time I saw it, I was curious as to how these two old people planned to survive the two-week journey of walking and sleeping in the open without stopping.

 

It’s not like you’re carrying me; it’s about me carrying you…

 

‘No, and when did you see me…’

 

Rick, who pretends to be friendly, and Scar, who always gets irritated, are a bit strange.

 

‘Dad told me to never follow someone who pretends to be friendly with a stranger and to be suspicious first!’

 

My turn is almost here.

 

I thought to myself as I held on tightly to the strap of my bag and stood in line as if running away. 

 

These grandfathers, I should be cautious of these grandfathers.

 





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