I’Ll Protect My Tyrant Dad! [EN]: Chapter 105

The Tyrant Father I’ll Protect! Episode 105. Acid is Strange (105/140)

105. Acid is Strange

December 1, 2023

“…You’ve come faster than expected, Matthias Mirmord.”

I blurted out in surprise.

‘There’s no way that shady figure, looking like a villain, is our Dad…?’

The Pope was looking at Dad as if it was natural, even while startled.

“W-what is it!”

I blinked, trying to understand what was happening.

Then, the black figure moved with surprising speed and gracefully snatched the Pope’s neck.

“What do you mean, what is it? It’s Dad.”

Dad smiled kindly and began to strangle the Pope.

The Pope groaned, struggling, but he couldn’t break free from Dad’s grip.

I was dumbfounded to see Dad smiling as he choked the Pope, like some evil villain.

‘Isn’t this a complete character shift?’

Dad, who was always gentle, purely good, and kind, was capable of such an expression.

I froze, shocked.

“Wh-where’s Delphia, Sister?”

“I shoved Delphia away… no, I safely took her home.”

“W-what! You said you shoved her away!”

It was shocking enough that the frail Dad overcame all obstacles and came to the temple’s basement, but Dad’s current state was just bizarre…

‘…W-what. Why does Dad look like *that*?!’

The Pope gurgled, unable to resist, and was thrown to the floor.

Considering this is a temple and the Pope can use divine power to attack Dad, this was quite strange. Dad was acting like…

‘Our Dad looks like the strongest person in the world!’

Besides, Dad had an incredibly eerie expression right now. It was exactly the ‘villainous expression’ I often sensed when I saw Dad.

I widened my eyes.

Come to think of it, it wasn’t just the expression.

Near Dad’s feet, a large sword overflowing with black energy lay discarded, and translucent skulls were rolling around. That’s…

‘Dad, anyone can tell you look like a necromancer [one who raises the dead] right now!’

But there was no way Dad was a necromancer.

Even evil black magicians avoided necromancers. A necromancer meant someone who dealt with evil souls, even among demons. The Pope and Axel weren’t important right now.

The biggest shock to me right now was that our Dad could smile so evilly.

I stared at Dad with wide eyes.

Dad muttered lowly with a terribly hardened expression.

“Daughter, you look upset. Dad will take revenge for you.”

He looked like a wicked archvillain.

I moistened my parched lips and hurriedly observed Dad’s surroundings.

“D-Dad? There’s something strange around…”

“No, Ciel. It’s not strange.”

I asked back in a trembling voice.

Even in the midst of all this, the Pope was being crushed to the floor like a bug.

Now Dad wasn’t even touching the Pope.

He was rolling him around on the floor as if he was annoyed, and stirring him up with his shoes.

“Huh? D-Dad…?”

“…Yeah, Ciel.”

‘No way!’

I pointed at Dad in astonishment. Dad wiped his forehead and muttered.

“Ciel, I told you not to point at adults.”

There was blood on Dad’s cheeks. I didn’t stop pointing, my mouth wide open, and shouted.

“Is that what you say while k-killing someone?”

“…Oops.”

Dad lightly stepped on the Pope and said.

“I haven’t killed him yet.”

He said it as if he was acting cute, but he couldn’t hide the coldness in his eyes.

I was still staring at Dad with my mouth wide open.

‘This is a dream! How could our Dad make such an expression?’

Pope or whatever, my mentality was literally half-broken. I stomped my feet and glared at Dad.

“This is a dream! Right!”

I seriously closed my eyes tightly, and Dad whispered in a sweet voice.

“Yeah, it’s Dad’s dream. When you wake up from the dream, Dad will go back to being Ciel’s good Dad.”

After facing an excessive scam, did I want to escape reality?

For a moment, I felt dizzy and had an absurd thought.

‘Is it really a dream…?’

…No, no!

I glared at Dad with wide eyes.

“You liar! If it was a dream, my heart wouldn’t hurt like this!”

Dad, still stepping on the Pope with his shoes, asked as if he was bored.

“Why, does your heart hurt?”

“B-because Dad isn’t a pushover!”

Only then did Dad look shocked. There were so many loopholes that the Pope, who was wriggling like a rag on the floor, could aim for a counterattack.

“…Did you think Dad was a pushover?”

“Uh, uh…?”

‘Wait, I destroyed Dad’s innocent image for a moment… no, that’s not it!’

“No! Dad isn’t a pushover! Why are you making a sad face? Dad!”

“Dad is nice.”

It was quite a bizarre comment for someone who was stepping on the Pope’s throat, who was wriggling like a bug and looking for a chance to counterattack, and made him lose his mind.

He smiled kindly and said.

“Our baby.”

Dad, who was wiping the blood off his face again, grinned eerily.

A person was dying under his feet, but his smile didn’t have a drop of warmth in it!

It was truly madness.

I chattered my teeth and asked.

“…Wh-who’s the baby? Dad, you scammer!”

At the word scammer, Dad looked like he had been stabbed in the stomach.

Even though the Pope was the one who was actually being stabbed, metaphorically speaking.

Dad reverently put one hand on his chest and made a sad face.

“Dad is hurt.”

I narrowed my eyes and answered cynically to Dad.

“I’m more shocked!”

Just as we were constantly arguing, the Pope groaned and muttered.

“What… are you doing…”

Dad looked down at the Pope as if he was annoyed and said.

“Our baby, close your eyes. I need necromancer abilities to deal with the Pope, so I just released some power for a moment.”

“Uh…”

In an instant, the Pope was captured, and Axel Mirmord, who had been limply drooping, began to pant.

At the same time, the flames surrounding Acid’s body subsided. I barely held back the feeling that I was about to cry and applauded inwardly.

‘I-I’m alive. I can breathe again!’

However, I was relieved by Acid’s survival only for a moment.

‘What on earth is Dad doing!’

While I was blankly staring at Dad with my mouth open, a magic circle containing divine power began to ripple under my feet.

I realized that this magic circle containing divine power was trying to attack me.

As soon as my toes curled up sharply, a pure white blade made of divine power accurately aimed for the carotid artery in my neck.

“The stupid thing is making a last-ditch effort.”

Dad, who was watching the scene, raised the corners of his mouth as if he was sneering and swung his sharp sword through the air. At the same time as the black aura was expressed from Dad’s sword, the divine power that was trying to wrap around my feet was dismantled in vain.

‘What on earth is going on!’

Like an idiot, I blankly looked back and forth between my feet and the sword.

Before I knew it, the Pope had been thrown to the floor like a bug, and I was in Dad’s arms.

As soon as his sturdy arms embraced me, I could only pant in embarrassment and couldn’t say anything.

Dad whispered in a seemingly sweet tone.

“So, I told you to leave it to Dad.”

In the space that had become a scene of carnage.

I blankly blinked my eyes and thought.

‘What on earth is going on!’

***

After a few minutes, Dad grabbed the Pope by the collar, dragged him to the floor, and then put restraints on him so that he couldn’t exert divine power.

The series of actions was so elegant that I could only stare with my mouth open.

Of course, Dad didn’t subdue the Pope without any problems.

Whether it was because divine power was definitely incompatible with Dad, he vomited blood a few times in the process.

It was when I was looking at Dad with a very worried expression.

“D-Dad?”

“It’s a side effect of the necromancer’s ability. I’ll be fine if I throw up some blood.”

That attitude as if vomiting blood was nothing!

It was completely like that of a great villain.

I stood near Dad with a dazed expression, then suddenly remembered Acid on the altar.

I had forgotten because Dad was suddenly acting too much like a villain, but Acid was on the altar. Of course, all the flames had disappeared!

However, before me, Axel, who had been thrown into the corner, was near Acid.

As soon as the Pope was subdued, Axel wiggled his body like someone who had been released from some kind of brainwashing. He had been obedient to the Pope’s orders even during the big commotion, but suddenly he seemed to have regained his vitality.

Axel Mirmord glanced at Acid and smiled. He was acting smugly as if he hadn’t lost.

‘Something’s fishy.’

When his eyes met mine, Axel raised the corners of his mouth as if he was sneering.

“I told you? Your father is an evil bastard. Like the strongest in the world. How does it feel to have your purity trampled on?”

“…”

I bit my lip tightly and chose my words carefully.

Dad’s hand, which was stepping on the Pope and putting the last restraints on his body, slowed down in an instant.

Dad rolled the Pope on the floor carelessly, then looked at me and said urgently.

“Ciel, don’t listen to such words. Close your eyes. Dad will take care of that bastard.”

“What nonsense. Don’t close your eyes, look straight. Shouldn’t you know how evil your father is?”

When I was silent for a while, Axel’s lips curled up strangely.

He seemed to be happy at the thought that he had destroyed the purity in my heart.

Even if his plan failed in the meantime, he seemed to think that it would be enough to shock our father and daughter.

His attitude, as if he didn’t feel anything about his own death, was even eerie.

I fixed my wavering gaze on Axel, then looked at Dad for a moment.

Dad said to me with a sad look, mouthing the words ‘I’m, sor, ry’.

Of course, I couldn’t offset my betrayal of Dad with just one word of apology.

Now that the premise that Dad was a kind farmer that I had been trying to protect until now had been completely shattered, it was true that I was grinding my teeth at the betrayal.

‘…I’m confused.’

I gritted my teeth and looked at Axel, who was grinning.

‘But, I’ll punish Dad later.’

Of course, a serious sense of betrayal about Dad deceiving me was welling up from deep within. However, the betrayal of Dad was by no means ahead of the desire to deal with those villains.

With that thought, I clenched my fists and shouted.

“So what if our Dad is a bad guy! Dad! That guy who’s worse than Dad hit me!”

Dad’s face, which had been embarrassed and blank since entering this place, melted away.

“Did he?”

“Yeah! I’ll close my eyes, so hit him!”

To be honest, I felt a little strange.

‘Was Dad deceiving me all along? Was he pretending?’

…That kind of betrayal was rushing in like a tide.

‘Why on earth is Dad like that….’

Even though that kind of question was overflowing in my heart…

‘Still, our Dad came to save me. Let’s just think about that now.’

In the end, the feeling that Dad had safely come and was saving me was rushing into my heart like a wave, and I couldn’t stand it.

I was about to close my eyes and stay still until Dad dealt with Axel, but I widened my eyes at the unusual sound.

“…Hic.”

Is our Dad’s personality okay like this?

In front of Dad’s eyes, Axel was almost a pulp.

The Pope had already been thrown into the corner and lost his mind.

Looking at the Pope, who seemed to be unconscious, and Axel, who seemed to be already dead, I thought sullenly.

‘Dad… was more of a villain than I expected.’

After thinking that, I somehow started to feel chilly.

The villainous Dad probably had incredibly keen senses.

He brought his fingers, sharpened to tear, near Axel’s blood-stained mouth, but as soon as I opened my eyes, he stopped almost immediately and awkwardly threw him to the floor.

“This is too cruel anyway. Since he seems to be almost dead, I’ll leave him here, Ciel.”

That’s *more* cruel, Dad!

But instead of telling Dad not to kill Axel, I said sulkily.

“Dad, release Acid.”

“Ah, that’s right. Our daughter’s heart hurts. I’ll release Acid.”

Now he looked a little like the usual fool-for-his-daughter Dad.

I watched Dad sigh with anguish as he saw the scratches on my wrist.

“Dad, Acid, not me. I’m okay now. Take care of Acid first.”

Dad nodded, making a reluctant, still worried expression.

“Okay, Ciel.”

Dad, who was looking at Axel with an expression as if he was looking at something inorganic, turned his gaze and looked ahead. I carefully opened my mouth.

“The Pope… said something strange about Acid, Dad.”

Dad looked at the altar with narrowed eyes, and looked at the incense stick hanging next to the edge of the altar.

Since earlier, as the ritual progressed, Acid seemed to be gradually losing his mind.

Fortunately, he didn’t seem to have collapsed, but looking at his expression from afar, there was nothing more to be seen.

Dad, who went up to the altar, put his hand on Acid’s cheek with a blank face and muttered a meaningless word.

“Dad is too scared….”

“Liar. Dad is a villain.”

Dad flinched as he drooped his shoulders as if he was weak. He was a very thorough actor, as expected of someone who had deceived me for 15 years.

If I hadn’t seen that terribly scary appearance earlier, I would have thought, ‘Our Dad is being pitiful again like that!’

“Dad, stop pretending to be weak again!”

Dad’s mouth drooped down. He really looked like a ‘foolish pushover’.

I opened my mouth wide. Then Dad raised the corners of his mouth again like a villain, pulled Acid down to the floor of the altar, and muttered.

“It’s Dad’s habit. I’ve been pretending to be weak for over fifteen years, so that’s it.”

“Yeah, I know. Dad doesn’t have to pretend anymore.”

Dad made a bitter face. He even fidgeted and frowned when he saw my lips pouting slightly.

Where did Dad’s appearance go, who had smashed Axel and confidently threatened the Pope, and now he had the expression of a tail-wagging puppy.

“Dad seems to be hurt too… I have to protect Acid first, right? I understand.”

He was a little cute, looking jealous of Acid, who was an adult and probably only half Dad’s age.

‘But Dad has to go home and be properly punished first!’

I clenched both fists and then paused for a moment.

Acid’s lips, which had looked fine until just now, were turning pale, and strange ancient words were spreading across his cheeks.

I approached Acid, who was tied up with empty eyes that contained nothing, a little closer.

However, even though I approached, Acid seemed to have lost both reason and mind.

‘Always, when I got close, he would sparkle his eyes and call me Ciel-nim [Ciel-sama, a term of respect].’

He didn’t do that now.

There wasn’t even a hint of life in his eyes.

“D-Dad. Acid is strange….”

I thought he would be okay if I pulled him down from the altar, but what on earth were those bizarre ancient words?

Unlike Axel, who seemed to be already dead, I heard the Pope giggling from behind, who was still breathing.

Even though he couldn’t do anything because he was only half-restrained, his expression looked very happy.