I’Ll Protect My Tyrant Dad! [EN]: Chapter 48

Tyrant Dad, I’ll Protect You! 48. A Big Shot at the Auction House, Sien (48/140)

48. A Big Shot at the Auction House, Sien

May 16, 2023

‘The original story is told from the third-person perspective, so the dealer’s thoughts are also revealed. That’s how I know the secret of this gun.’

Of course, because Melodia is a saint respected by everyone, the dealer could have given her the auction ticket without any games.

But even so, the dealer was debating whether to play a game with Melodia, and was slightly suspicious of her.

And the original work described the dealer’s thoughts at that very moment.

‘This gun can’t talk, but it’s actually a magical tool and weapon with a fragment of a personality.’

Because it has a personality, it kills humans when it wants to, and spares them when it doesn’t.

And the personality inside the gun recognized the dealer as its owner. So, the gun was programmed never to kill its owner.

‘What if I manipulate the personality inside the gun?’

I smiled quietly and raised my hand.

“Do you know about this, Onni [term of endearment for older sister or female friend]?”

I showed the gun in my hand. The outer surface of the gun was intensely hot, and the word [Dealer] was inscribed in ancient script underneath.

The dealer was flustered and widened her eyes. It was only natural.

“…What, what is this? This is impossible!”

“Why?”

I asked, even though I already knew the answer.

The dealer’s confident expression was replaced with embarrassment.

“That gun only displays that ancient script when the dealer holds it…! Did you manipulate it with magic? You shouldn’t be able to use magic…!”

“I can’t use magic, but I can use other abilities.”

I smiled brightly and looked at the Captain.

He smiled back at me.

There was a reason why the Captain was talking to himself while looking at me earlier. It wasn’t just talking to himself; it was a spell.

Before coming to this casino today, I had a brief conversation with the Captain.

‘Captain, I have a question. If a magical tool has a personality, can you control it too?’

‘With a spell?’

‘Yup!’

‘It’ll take some time, but it’s probably possible.’

Today, the shaman, Captain, gave it his all.

Of course, you couldn’t carelessly use magic inside the casino. It was designed to neutralize external magic.

But… Among the abilities that magicians dismiss as insignificant, there was something called Gypsy shamanism.

I used that very shamanism to manipulate the magical tool.

Unlike magic, shamanism was an area that manipulated psychology.

So, it worked on humans, but it could also disrupt the psychology of magical tools created by humans and imbued with a personality.

With the expression of a victor, I looked at her.

“You know, I brought a healer because I don’t want Onni to get hurt. But the healer can’t save dead people… I’m worried.”

I looked at the dealer, loaded the gun, and pointed it at my forehead.

Whoosh-.

Of course, this gun couldn’t kill me, who it already recognized as its owner.

The rules of the game. Once the game has started, it cannot be stopped unless a declaration of defeat is made.

“This magical tool has a spell on it, so it will recognize me as the dealer for the time being.”

I smiled and shook the gun-shaped magical tool.

My pure white front teeth peeked out.

“But what about Onni?”

“…”

Both the dealer and I knew the answer.

“You have to declare defeat, or you have to die like a participant. One of the two.”

At my words, the dealer’s face fell. She looked at me and asked with a sigh.

“…Before I decide, let me ask you just one thing. Putting aside the fact that you used other abilities, how did you know the secret of that magical tool?”

I shook my head primly and replied.

“It’s a business secret.”

“…Ha, good grief.”

She seemed quite embarrassed, but perhaps because she was a dealer who had experienced all sorts of things, she quickly grasped the situation. She looked down at the gun I handed her and bit her red lip.

“I didn’t think I’d be defeated by a baby, but I’ve been had.”

I quietly watched the dealer. She bit her lip tightly, then put the gun on the table and declared.

“…As the dealer, I am ending this Russian roulette. You are the winner.”

The bright light became a little clearer.

“Since you have won, tell me what you want.”

“Yup.”

I confidently put my hands on my hips and looked at her.

“Give me a ticket to the black market auction.”

“Haa… Is that it? Alright.”

At my confident words, the dealer reached into her pocket. Then, she took out a golden ticket from her pocket.

I frowned. I was wondering what this was, since the one Melodia received was clearly a red ticket.

‘What is it? Is she trying to cheat me?’

I looked at the dealer with suspicious eyes, and she handed me the golden ticket.

“This is not an ordinary auction entrance ticket. Special people need special tickets.”

I looked down at the ticket in my hand and blinked.

This is…

The highest-grade premium ticket to the auction house that even Melodia, who was famous as a saint, could not obtain.

Seeing me a little surprised, the dealer said quietly.

“Baby Princess, do you think you will find happiness and good fortune in the black market auction?”

This is the question that was also asked to Melodia in the original work.

At that time, she smiled brightly and nodded. In fact, she bought countless useful items at the black market auction, so she would have been able to obtain happiness and good fortune.

But I shook my head.

“I don’t know.”

The dealer stroked her chin as if my answer was interesting, and suddenly asked.

“Then why are you trying to enter the auction house?”

“Because I have to go.”

I will buy things sold in this auction house and become stronger.

I will also make money.

So…

“Is that… what you mean by a calling?”

She stared at me quietly. I didn’t shake my head or nod, but said quietly.

“I have people I have to protect.”

With these hands, I will save the lives of our foolish Dad and foolish friends from the villains.

I will protect even the precious people of our Mirmode Duchy, who will be massacred.

Even though my two hands are smaller than white dumplings.

Perhaps she clearly read the desperate sincerity on my face, she smiled brightly. Then, she opened the floor she was standing on and said to me.

“Hurry in, the auction has already started. You’re a little late.”

As she said, a noisy sound was heard from the floor below.

I nodded vigorously and held out my hand to Deadri Unni [term of endearment for older sister or female friend]. The quick-witted Deadri Unni hugged me tightly in her arms.

On the way down the ladder in the arms of the maid Unni.

Before Acid and the Captain came down, I heard the dealer’s voice above my head.

“Lovely Baby Princess, may you find what you desire and protect those you love. Good luck.”

I was a little surprised and looked up. That was a blessing that even Melodia had not heard in the original work.

Recalling the joy in her voice, someone vaguely came to mind.

‘She looks like Delphia Unni.’

Wiping away the thought that flashed through my mind, I went down the ladder and entered the auction house.

***

As the dealer said, the auction seemed to have already started.

The rosewood land will be judged as useless and will be bid on in the early stages. The thought made me anxious.

So, after getting off the ladder and standing in front of the door of the underground black market auction house, I hurriedly handed the ticket to the guard in front of the auction house.

The guard who received my ticket handed me a sign to participate in the auction.

Seeing him stutter and tremble slightly after seeing the ticket, it was strange, but it was important to participate in the auction.

As the guard opened the door, the five of us were able to enter.

Sure enough, the auction house was already buzzing. The host seemed to be talking about something.

“…If there are no further bids, we will move on to the next item.”

Without even having time to think about what item had failed to sell, I shouted loudly.

First, let’s buy something!

“Me!”

Among the people who seemed solemn and even wore masks.

Everyone’s attention was focused on me, whose height was less than 1 meter and was being held by a maid. Regardless, I hurriedly took out the sign in my pocket.

“Not me, but Number 1!”

I was embarrassed after saying that.

‘Huh? Why am I Number 1?’

As if in response to my question, there were murmurs around me.

“If it’s Number 1… wasn’t that a permanently retired number in this auction house?”

“How did such a little kid get a permanently retired number?”

“Did she mispronounce it? It must be Number 11.”

“…Huh? Even if it’s Number 11, it’s still amazing.”

I also widened my eyes.

I knew that Participant Number 1 had such a meaning. But I didn’t know that the sign the dealer gave me would be Number 1!

.

Usually, there was a system called a permanently retired number in auction houses.

It was either a big shot in the auction house, or a really precious guest.

These people also had special privileges.

Usually, these auction houses had a quota system to prevent one person from taking everything. So, one person could not bid on more than two items.

But… ‘Number 1’ like a permanently retired number was different. They could bid unlimitedly as long as they had the money.

But I was going to receive a golden ticket, and on top of that, I was going to receive a permanently retired number.

In the midst of the already exciting situation, the host and everyone else paid attention to me.

The host looked at the sign in my hand and said in a trembling voice.

“It’s really… Participant Number 1.”

At his reaction, the atmosphere in the auction house began to heat up even more.

What the heck is that kid, is she royalty, it’s a face I’ve never seen before, stories like that were being talked about.

I listened to their words and moved to find my seat.

As I passed by, I heard that there was no child with pink hair among the royalty, so it seemed that the theory that she was an envoy sent by the Pope was gaining weight.

‘Fools. It’s not any of that. I’m our Dad’s daughter?’

I ignored the people’s excited reactions, smiled brightly, sat down in my seat, and stared at the auction house host and said loudly.

“I’ll bid.”

“How much will you bid?”

“How much was the previous bid? I’ll bet 1 gold more than that!”

This time, I didn’t speak awkwardly.

I looked at the host with self-praise.

But perhaps the doubts about Participant Number 1 were only temporary. The host’s quiet laughter cut through the air.

“…Haha, Participant Number 1 is surprisingly… someone who doesn’t know anything.”

Is the host allowed to say that?

As I narrowed my eyes, the host coughed.

“This item is a pacifier.”

At those words, laughter erupted from the audience.

“Puhaha! To bid without even knowing that.”

“How did that little kid get Number 1?”

I also had a slightly embarrassed expression. The host nodded as if he knew what my expression meant.

“As expected, a child is taking it.”

At the host’s mocking voice, a burst of laughter erupted in the audience.

They were laughing, saying that there were many useless items in the black market auction, and that such foolish children had low standards.

There were also people who said that she didn’t seem like an envoy of the Pope, and that they would complain to the dealer when they left this place about why she was Number 1.

Of course, a few of the loud voices immediately subsided when the Captain and the maid Unnis glared at them once.

In particular, Acid seemed worried that I would be discouraged, so he whispered to me.

“T-that pacifier also looks c-cute. I-I think it might be useful too.”

Even if you didn’t say that much, I roughly knew the main magical tools that came out of this black market auction.

‘That’s a pacifier that can tame even a dragon hatchling!’

The probability of meeting a dragon while living is almost zero, but you never know. It might be useful in the distant future.

Those fools are mocking me without even knowing that fact.

I raised my chin and shouted primly.

“What are you doing? Are there no other competitors?”

I looked around with eyes that said I would crush any other competitors. Fortunately, everyone else didn’t seem interested in the junk.

“Sold for 1 gold.”

To have an item that can hold the leash of a dragon hatchling at a bargain price of 1 gold, it was definitely a good start.