I’Ll Protect My Tyrant Dad! [EN]: Chapter 113

The Tyrant Father I’ll Protect! 113. Those Who Believe in Fate and Those Who Try to Change It (113/140)

113. Those Who Believe in Fate and Those Who Try to Change It

2023.12.29.

And so, another three years passed.

I lay in bed, hugging my timid heart, and sighed deeply.

There was one year left until Acid came, and today, I was starting the day without a letter from him again.

‘He said he got a messenger bird, but was that a lie?’

He said he got a messenger bird, but no letters had arrived for over three years.

When he first sent the cute bird, I thought I would be able to exchange letters with Acid.

‘That was just my naive thought. Acid must be very busy now.’

He was busy, and he was busy trying to save me, so it would be troublesome if I acted childish and pouted.

I powerfully got up, pushed aside the canopy, and stepped out of bed.

“You’re up early today?”

“Uh-huh. I’m healthy! I woke up really early, full of energy.”

Listening to my determined voice, the maids looked quite embarrassed.

“You didn’t get a letter from Acid again today, did you?”

I felt momentarily embarrassed at those words.

“……How did you know? Is it that obvious?”

“You’re like that on days you wait for Acid’s letter. You seemed a little more gloomy than usual today.”

“Sigh……. I can’t do this. Tell me how to build muscle! I’m going to build up my strength and run away!”

I became convinced that it would be better to build up my strength than to be listless while waiting for Acid’s letter.

Of course, even while building up my strength, I couldn’t stop thinking about Acid.

‘……He’s not going to stop sending letters until it’s been five years, is he?’

My heart felt a little, no, a lot lonely.

I sighed and was lost in thought as I quietly read the letters that were all worn out at the edges. He said he had a messenger bird and would send a letter once a year…….

I shook my head, trying to shake off the anxiety that washed over me.

‘Surely, he’s not dead, is he?’

Hiding my anxious and uneasy heart, I closed my eyes and opened them again. I even shouted loudly as if giving myself a pep talk.

Just doing that filled my mind with the thought that Acid couldn’t be dead.

Yes, Acid would not be dead.

‘Because he said he would protect me.’

And so, time passed quickly without any reply from Acid.

Five years was enough time to change the landscape.

The Mirmord family was enjoying prosperity like never before, with Grand Duke Selbastian ascending to the position of Crown Prince and Dad rapidly growing as his public supporter.

I, too, was about to make my debut as a princess of Mirmord.

But…….

‘I didn’t know that time would pass like this without catching Melodia or hearing from Acid.’

Nothing had changed regarding Acid and Melodia.

I was happy among the many people surrounding me.

But sometimes, very rarely……. I would go up to the high spire of Mirmord on nights when the moon shone brightly.

After climbing the spire, it had become my habitual routine to anxiously wait for Melodia’s prophecy, which was far away, and to dwell on thoughts of Acid for a long time.

“Acid is changing fate, and Melodia is trying to maintain fate.”

My murmur flowed out on the moonlight.

At that moment, I was seized by a strange intuition that I might be able to meet Melodia soon.

***

“Only two weeks remain out of the five years that God has prepared to execute Mirmord.”

As Sien predicted, Melodia was preparing to see the light of day.

Meanwhile, Melodia, who had evaded pursuit for five years, was wearing a black robe and drinking soup made by crushing strange ingredients such as tart cherries and herbs.

Unlike when she was in the temple, the food was tasteless, and there were no people who revered her. That fact was inwardly uncomfortable, but that was all.

Melodia had the divine talent of ‘brainwashing’ and the ‘prophecy,’ a story of the future given by God. She was virtually invincible. An unbeatable being that no one could stop.

The believers who stared at her as if she were a true god said in unison.

“Finally, the day when God’s blessing descends is coming!”

“That’s right. The day when God’s prophecy is realized is coming.”

The believer, who looked at Melodia with reverence, nodded enthusiastically.

“When the day comes when the prophecy is realized, God will bless those who have helped me. Thank you, believers.”

“Thank you? You’re welcome. We are just worshiping Melodia!”

The believers bowed their heads in emotion.

Unlike saying thank you, Melodia had a stiff expression as she looked at their round backs of heads.

In fact, she wasn’t very grateful to them. The reason she hadn’t been caught was not because these believers were protecting her.

The reason she hadn’t been caught was because the divine prophecy said that she would be able to evade Mirmord’s pursuit.

As the prophecy said, she was never caught. No matter how hard the Mirmord family tried, they were human.

She had God’s blessing engraved on her hand, and she also had the ability given by God. And the day that God had set as the deadline for ‘punishing Mirmord,’ the fifth anniversary of the saintess being kicked out of the temple, was also fast approaching.

Melodia smiled warmly as she recalled that fact.

It was then.

As if their hearts were connected thanks to the five years they had spent together, one fanatic hurriedly raised his head and said adoringly.

“Fortunately, we were able to perfectly decipher the prophecy with only two weeks left until the day of fate, Melodia!”

How hard she had worked to decipher that prophecy over the past five years.

Melodia’s brow furrowed as she recalled the arduous years of being trapped in a cabin and deciphering the prophecy using divine power.

When she was in the temple, she could have borrowed the divine power of the priests to decipher it.

But now was the time to avoid Mirmord’s pursuit. She couldn’t call a priest.

It took a long time to decipher the prophecy using only her divine power.

Perhaps because she used her divine power so often, Melodia’s soft skin became rough, and her fingertips were covered in blisters.

But she had achieved some results, so she didn’t regret it at all.

“Because God told me to do so.”

Yes, it was God’s will.

The fanatic, watching her hopeful smile, nodded his head and shouted in a praising tone.

“According to the contents of the prophecy you told us, things might be easier than we thought!”

“You said that we just need to kill Sien Mirmord, the daughter of Mirmord, by borrowing the hand of the sword, right?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what was written. If our God wants to put the world in His arms and make the wheel of fate turn completely, isn’t that an easy task! If our God wants that, killing a human is easy!”

Melodia nodded, looking at the fanatic with satisfaction.

Even before the prophecy was completely deciphered, she had vaguely guessed that killing Sien Mirmord was the way to save the world.

So she tried to kill Sien by borrowing the Crown Prince’s hand, but she failed.

‘I thought it was my failure at the time, but when I think about it now, that’s not the case. God must have told me to kill Sien Mirmord at the right time.’

In the end, it was all God’s will that Sien survived at that time.

‘As expected, my God, and the prophecy…… are perfect. Everything is based on fate.’

Admiring her God’s will to kill the sacrifice at the right time, Melodia whispered in a rather affectionate tone.

“That’s right. Killing a human and correcting the cause and effect to dedicate this world to God. It’s such a beautiful thing. It’s also interesting that the power sealed in Sien Mirmord’s body will pour out into the world as she dies, and that’s how the world’s order will be corrected……. Our God seems to like interesting things.”

“That’s right! Worship God!”

It was truly ecstatic that if they killed the daughter of Mirmord, who had dared to trick her, this entire world would be reorganized around God.

Melodia smiled a captivating smile.

Even though she was wearing a black robe and facing people in an old cabin, she was still beautiful enough to win everyone’s hearts.

Two devout believers who were in that place were moved to tears. Melodia put her hand on their foreheads and said kindly.

“God will return soon. Because the day when our sword cuts down the daughter of Mirmord is not far away. However…….”

She pointed to a small dagger picture drawn in the prophecy with her finger. The two believers looked puzzled.

“It seems that the time has come for us to leave this cabin according to God’s will in order to find this sword.”

Until now, Melodia had never left the vicinity of the cabin.

The most she had moved was to pick cherries in the bushes right next to the cabin.

When she said she was going to leave the cabin, the believers were terrified.

“Mirmord still has his eyes wide open.”

“That’s right. Even if we just go down to this cabin, they have rooms posted in the rural village [meaning wanted posters].”

“It’s also difficult to use the magical tool for disguising our appearance anymore, Melodia.”

Melodia made eye contact with each of the worried believers. As soon as her gaze reached them, the believers’ pupils began to blur.

The effect of her charm and brainwashing was occurring.

“Our God is with my steps.”

“Ah…….”

The believers looked at each other, stared at Melodia, and made impressed expressions.

Melodia looked at them with a satisfied expression.

It was the expression that believers in front of the saintess should have. Now, it felt like everything was slowly returning to its place.

“Now we have only one thing left.”

“What is it, Melodia?”

“We must go to find the blade that the sword, which is prepared to kill Sien Mirmord, will hold.”

Melodia never doubted that the prophecy would not come true.

The sword would surely kill Sien.

That was the cause and effect of fate.

‘Fate must be kept. Because that’s God’s will.’

At the very moment she was trying to keep fate, there was someone else struggling to change fate in another place.

It was Acid.