My Daddy Hide His Power

Lilith came running with tears in her eyes.

Enoch, who was standing in a daze, hugged Lilith, who was running, and clapped his lips.

“O, our princess….”

“Daaaad!”

“Eung. Our princess is….”

The pretty face that he couldn’t see for a while.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her and tried to look at her, but for some reason, Lilith was busy looking after her father, moving her small body for some reason.

“Stay still. Let me see your face.”

“Dad, aren’t you hurt?!”

“Eung? Dad won’t get hurt.”

“Are you okay?”

“Of course I’m fine.”

“W, whaaaa…!!!”

Enoch’s eyes widened.

Lilith started crying as if she was relieved after checking on her father, who was fine.

“No, princess. What’s wrong!”

Surprised, Enoch looked around only then.

All the family members who would have gone to pick up the daughter instead of him looked at the father and daughter with unstoppable eyes.

Enoch found his brother-in-law, Alexei Antrase, in between.

The two talked in the shape of mouths.

‘What? Did you tell her?’

‘It’s because brother-in-law came late!’

That’s true. How surprised she must have been when she didn’t have her father, who should have been here since dawn.

When the child asks why her father is not here, she will be surprised if he says he went hunting for monsters.

He purposely kept it a secret that he would subjugate because he thought she would be worried like this—.

“Uh, whaaaa!!!”

“No, Princess. But. Wait.”

Enoch felt awkward when he saw his daughter crying and making a fuss about him.

“Dad is…”

“Whaaa!!!”

“Ha.”

Enoch Rubinstein. He’s—.

He became a swordmaster at 14.

He was officially appointed and became a knight commander at 16.

When was the last time he received ‘worry about getting hurt’?

His memory was fuzzy.

If there is one thing he can be sure of on a battlefield where life and death come and go every second, isn’t it his own safety?

It was acknowledged by Enoch and all those who knew him.

So Enoch felt awkward.

“H, hiccups.”

To hold this little creature who is anxious that something wrong might happen to him.

“Princess? Dad, I’m really fine. There’s nothing wrong. Are you worried?”

“Hng. Eung… Dad w, went to catch the monster but didn’t come….” 

“Sorry. I’m sorry, princess. Dad is not late because Dad got hurt while catching the monster.” 

Enoch hugged Lilith, who was exhausted and comforted her. 

“Then, then why are you late…” 

“Eung, I was late because the warp gate was broken. My princess, Dad said Dad would pick you up, but I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise.”

“Hng. Noo. Then that’s all right. I’m fine as long as Dad is not hurt.”

“Oh, my.”

Enoch was about to cry. No, it’s a little.

“Lilith, long time no see! Wow, did you really graduate in one month? A bird I haven’t seen has grown so much?” 

“No, you’re draining all your tears and runny nose like this again…” 

“Whoa! Uncle Philip! Uncle Axion!”

Lilith waved to Philip and Axion, who followed him.

Looking at the child who sniffed and greeted them warmly, Enoch was amazed.

“Haa.”

A small, weak, fragile child who couldn’t speak.

The child who seemed more appropriate to be called a creature rather than a human being—.

“Dad, what are you doing! Are you crying? where does it hurt?”

“No. Daddy doesn’t cry.”

“Lie!”

When did she grow up like this?

She talked, cried, and laughed, and went to the training center without her father.

“Dad! Hehehe.”

“Eung?” 

“I’m back!”

Lilith, who wiped her nose and laughed, dug into Enoch’s arms.

And she says.

“…I miss you.”

The father cried and hugged her little daughter tightly.

“Eung, Dad too.” 

* * *

Coming from the central region to the Capital, going to the temple first to see Dad, waiting for him, meeting Dad, and returning home—.

For more than half a day.

‘No one’s really asking?’

I was dumbfounded.

No one asked me.

They didn’t ask me anything?

‘Why the hell is no one curious about my grade…?’

Right, my grade.

After graduating from the training center, I thought it would be an issue my family would be most curious about.

I wondered if Uncle told them in advance, so I asked—.

“There was no time to talk.”

―and that’s what he said.

On the other hand, everyone who heard Cheshire’s grade was shocked.

“Dos?! Whoa. Really? That’s amazing?” 

“Congratulations! But I thought Cheshire would be special. Uncle didn’t teach you for no reason, right?” 

“It’s really amazing. There are cases like this. Will you get a lot of attention in the future?” 

“Well done. Work harder.”

I missed the timing to reveal my grade in the gap. 

Because I realized that it’s not that my family doesn’t care about my grade.

‘Of course, it’s Dos, so I don’t think there’s any need to ask….’

It was.

And the same goes for Dad.

“Oh my, my princess. Who told you to be so pretty? Eung?” 

Before going to bed. Dad, who even made me wash my face, wiped my face with a towel and kissed me on the side.  

“Okay, now that we’ve brushed your teeth, let’s go to bed!” 

I lay down on the bed in my pajamas next to my Dad. 

“Before we go to bed, should Dad listen to where you made a lot of friends?”

“Dad.” 

“Eung.” 

“Why don’t you ask?”

“Eung? About what?” 

“What grade did I get!”

“….” 

Dad quietly closed his eyes.

And then he laughed.

“Ahaha, do I have to ask that? Since my princess is a genius, you must have received the best one, right?” 

“The best one? Dos?” 

“Yes, it is. Because my daughter is smart.”

“I see. That’s the best.” 

When I pretended to be sullen, Dad jumped up as if he sensed something strange.

“Princess?” 

“Eung.” 

“Where is the badge?” 

“Shall I show you?”

“Eung.” 

“Okay!” 

I got up quickly and opened my teddy bear bag in one corner of the room.

And I wore a green rank slit on my arm and brought the badge to Dad.

“Ta-da!”

“….” 

Dad, who had been watching it quietly, blinked for a while, then tilted his head.

“Whose is this?”

As expected. The expected reaction.

“Mine!”

“…What?” 

“Really. I guess I wasn’t a genius. Dad, are you disappointed that I’m not the same as Dad?” 

“No, not that.”

Dad stared at my 4th-grade, Octava badge in his hand for a while.

About five minutes.

And from then on, his hands began to tremble.

His mouth slowly opened, and he made eye contact with me after a long time.

“Octava…? You?” 

“Eung, I’m sorry. Because it is not a good grade.”

“No! Oh, damn it!”

Dad got up.

“I’m sorry, Princess. Dad was so surprised that I ended up using bad words.”

“It’s okay.” 

“No way. This. This is. How the hell….” 

Dad clasped his head with a confused face.

Soon, Dad, who sat down on the bed as if he had lost all his strength, burst into laughter.

“Whoa, no. Whoa.” 

How can a person like this…

It was such a look.

‘Haa. To this point. In fact, it’s Primera, so Dad would be in trouble if he knew it would be my death.’

So I had to be the only one who was worried and sick.

“My princess.”

An emotional Dad hugged me.

“Good job. You did so well. Good job, my princess. Congratulations on graduating and receiving your grade.” 

“Am I good? But this is Grade 4…” 

“Ah, of course! Good job! Princess did the best in the world! So what if you’re 4th? To Dad, our princess is number one!” 

“Hehe.”

Dad kept looking into my badge, hugging me, kissing me, and being moved for a very long time, as if he still couldn’t believe it.

Then, I noticed that Dad’s eyes got sharper in an instant. 

‘Oh, he’s thinking terrifying thoughts.’

Dad has no weaknesses now.

I am a 4th grade with no compulsory obligation to belong to the imperial elite army.

No matter how much the Emperor was, he couldn’t force a person with a low rank to enlist.

It’s like an implicit promise between the Emperor and the powerful people.

‘If he starts making exceptions at will, the nobles will be dissatisfied.’

There are many aristocratic parents who shed bloody tears while sending their children to the battlefield because of the forced conscription system.

I suddenly thought about how Duke Schmidt cried when he saw Gerard, who had just been discharged.

Both of his sons were killed in battle—.

‘Bad emperor. Let’s hit it.’

With nothing you can’t do, what will the God-like Primera do? 

The number of powerful people is much higher. 

Even the Emperor can’t do anything if everyone fights with one heart and mind.

That’s why Dad’s rebellion in the original work was also successful.

‘Oh right!’

Rebellion reminded me of something I had forgotten.

How could I forget this important thing? I grabbed my head and was horrified.

“Dad, Dad, Dad!”

“Eung?” 

“I saw Uncle Joseph!”

“Really?” 

For some reason, Dad was calm, but I couldn’t care about his reaction because I was nervous.

Obviously, in the original story, Joseph was the Dad’s irreplaceable machinator.

If he made up his mind, it would be a disaster indeed!

“Eung. Dad, listen. You know. I have a friend with whom I fought in the training center.” 

“Huh. Why did you fight with your friend?”

“He was a very, very bad friend! He bullied my commoner friends and asked them to bring bread?” 

“Really? Then you fought well. What did princess say?”

“Eung, it was! Anyway, he was such a bad kid, wasn’t he? It must be because he learned that from his father, right?”

“That’s right. He got the wrong home education. What’s his name?”

“Bruce! Bruce Chambers!”

When he heard the name of the Chambers, Dad’s face hardened slightly.

I continued to talk. 

“But, but. Uncle Joseph is going to make friends with his father!”

“….” 

Dad stared at me.

I explained it as much as possible, but Dad is smart enough to understand, right?

I said the machinator he chased seemed to have caught another man’s rope, so check it out quickly.

Please!

“Dad! What if Uncle Joseph doesn’t make friends with Dad and becomes friends with other Uncles?”

“Princess.” 

Dad called me

For some reason, Dad looked at me with strange eyes.

At that time.

When I looked at the main character’s sharp eyes, I knew something was wrong.

“Don’t worry about Uncle Joseph. Actually, Uncle Joseph came to see Dad first.” 

“Ah.” 

“By the way, can Daddy ask you something?”

No, don’t ask.

My heart was beating wildly.

“Is it the princess who wrote the letter to Dad?”

“Eung? Letter? What letter…?”

The smiling Dad said, throwing his fist vigorously in the air.

“Listen, Duke Enoch Rubinstein!”

Oh my.

“—That, the letter begins with it.”