I’Ll Protect My Tyrant Dad! [EN]: Chapter 53

53. An Innocent Yet Satisfied Smile

“By the way, what are you planning to do with this gold, my baby?”

I glanced at Delphia and smiled brightly.

Then, I pressed my index finger to my lips and said,

“…Shh! It’s a seeecret.”

I stared at Delphia and struck a cute pose.

“Check it out in the magazine!”

Delphia’s expression transformed as if she were gazing upon the most beautiful thing in the world.

Her hands fidgeted, as if she was dying to pinch my cheeks.

But I ignored her expression and gestures, and just kept smiling.

Then, Delphia gave me a dreamy look and whispered,

“Is this… push and pull [a dating technique of alternating between showing interest and disinterest]?”

“Yup!”

“Oh my… I’m so excited.”

I nodded. Leonhardt, who was standing next to Delphia, nodded and muttered to himself.

“Making gold, too, she’s so cool.”

I don’t think I’ve ever made gold; that’s something alchemists do… But I decided not to correct him.

“Thank you! I’ll share the gold!”

Giving rewards to my close aides one by one like this is also a roadmap to becoming a great leader.

***

The next day, high society was buzzing with an unexpected issue. It was such a big deal that the people in the salons were flustered.

“Did you all hear about it?”

“About what?”

“The Mirmord family has launched a new trading company.”

The Mirmord family.

No one is unaware of the infamy the family has built up. In high society, few would carelessly utter the family’s name.

But…

“…It’s said to be the daughter of that Matthias Mirmord.”

“Ah…”

People sighed quietly.

Matthias Mirmord and his daughter were in a somewhat ambiguous position in high society.

A successor who had been expelled from the family for heinous acts that even the family could not forgive.

But a successor who returned.

She hasn’t shown any particular abilities, but you never know what might happen.

To be precise, it was closer to not knowing how to treat them.

“To be running a trading company at the age of five.”

“Isn’t that fast, even for ‘that’ Mirmord family, who are quick to start social life?”

There was no one in this salon who had the Mirmord family name.

Knowing that no one would hear, people still lowered their voices and whispered. It was a familiar habit that arose when dealing with the Mirmords.

“Read it.”

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[Front Page] Mirmord Family Opens New Magic Tool Trading Company

Lady Cien Mirmord (5 years old), the young lady and heir of Matthias Mirmord of Mirmord, has opened a magic tool trading company.

The newly established trading company is looking for wizards to collaborate with.

Pay is negotiable.

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It was a simple piece of information, but it was published on the front page, and the magazine delivering the information was unusual. It was published in a gossip magazine that delivers news from high society.

“Is this real?”

“Why is it in a gossip magazine?”

The statement that a trading company has been established usually ends with a brief appearance at the bottom of the .

But, strangely enough, this magic tool trading company was featured on the front page of a gossip magazine.

Of course, it’s Mirmord, so anything is possible, but it was an unusual move.

Moreover, there was another unique point.

“Lady Cien Mirmord herself submitted the content to the gossip magazine.”

“Then it’s real… isn’t it?”

“What on earth… is she, this young lady?”

Everyone whispered.

There were positive reactions, and there were negative reactions.

In any case, Cien Mirmord made sure to imprint her presence on people.

“What kind of magic tools is she going to sell?”

“Wasn’t the magic tool business already taken over by other trading companies or Axel?”

“That’s right.”

Lady Bonnet, Delphia’s spy who was present in the salon, smiled softly and spoke.

“Still, I’m really looking forward to it, aren’t you? The first magic tool model to be released.”

Clearly…

“There are also rumors that the young lady is very cute and lovely.”

“Have you seen her?”

“I haven’t seen her, but that’s what they say. The Mirmord family’s precious treasure.”

…Delphia told me to say exactly this, word for word.

It was a little cringe-worthy, but Bonnet had to carry out her orders.

***

That night, inside the Mirmord mansion.

Delphia, Leonhardt, and I listened to the information from the salon that Lady Bonnet had delivered, and smiled with satisfaction.

“Is everyone really talking about me?”

“Yes. They say they’re curious about the magic tool trading company. Also, we said about a hundred times that Cien is cute, Cien-nim, Delphia-nim.”

“Cute…?”

“I told you to say that. Everyone needs to know that our baby is cute.”

My cheeks turned red, and I put my hands on both cheeks and shook my head.

Originally, the magic tool trading company should belong to Melodia.

When I think about it, I feel a little uneasy because it seems like I’m taking things away from Melodia one by one.

But Melodia is a saintess who will be a big threat in the future, and I’m just a little kid with nothing.

I can take one or two things; it will be a sufficient fight.

I shook my head, shaking off the uneasiness.

“Are there any bad reactions too?”

“Ah…”

Seeing Lady Bonnet rolling her eyes, it was obvious that there would be bad reactions. Reactions like Mirmord, daughter of a pushover dad, five years old, etc.

But, you know.

“It’s okay.”

“Really?”

Delphia asked, puzzled. I nodded at her.

“Yup. I expected it.”

Of course.

A young daughter of the Mirmord family announced that she would open a magic tool trading company. There would be people who had already jumped into the magic tool business, people who had grudges against Mirmord, and people who were uncomfortable with a child doing business.

In this situation, there would naturally be flaws.

‘Maybe Axel or Melodia will step up and take some action.’

Those people might try to keep me in check.

As if he had the same thought, Leonhardt clenched his fist.

“If that happens, I’ll take care of it.”

“No, it’s okay. I’ll do it.”

Friedrich Nietzsche said,

“That which does not kill me makes me stronger.”

I said it coolly and nodded as if agreeing with my words.

But it’s strange. It seems like there was a moment of silence.

I looked around.

Delphia and Leonhardt mouthed and muttered in turn.

“…Where did you learn that?”

“Chestnut [term of endearment]!”

Leonhardt’s eyes widened.

“How much of a genius are you?”

As I awkwardly pulled at the corners of my mouth, Delphia hugged me tightly as if she couldn’t stand it anymore.

“You’re so smart!”

“I can’t breathe…!”

“You’re so pretty, cute, and lovely, do whatever you want, my baby!”

Leonhardt, who was watching us, shook his head.

But he was also twitching his hands.

***

At the same time, the story about Cien’s magic tool trading company spread everywhere.

Of course, Melodia, Gabriele, and even Axel Mirmord received all of that information.

Of course, Axel Mirmord was busy dealing with the sudden riot. So, whether it was happening or not, he forgot about the little kid’s escapades and was engrossed in swinging his sword.

However, Melodia and Gabriele were a little different.

Melodia, who had returned to the Empire in splendor with a shaman from the East Continent, headed to the Senoa Temple where Gabriele was staying.

And she checked the things Gabriele had bought first.

Melodia narrowed her eyes as she looked at the mediocre cheap items. She spoke to Gabriele in a friendly tone.

“There’s nothing special.”

“I’m sorry…”

“I heard that the arboretum was also bid on at the auction house.”

“…Yes.”

Melodia said, humming, as she looked at Gabriele, who was muttering in a faint voice.

“Yes. That child named Cien bought it, and people were going crazy. They say she’s a golden hand who mined gold from that insignificant arboretum.”

Gabriele bit her lip.

Yes, that was right.

Cien Mirmord bought the arboretum where the gold was buried. She was a lucky brat.

But…!

“I, I was going to bid too! But I didn’t have enough budget…”

Melodia stared at Gabriele. Her expression, stained with childishness and jealousy, was by no means saintly.

She whispered softly, as if pointing out Gabriele’s mistake.

“But, you were deprived by Cien Mirmord.”

“I, if I had more money… Besides, that child seemed to have a strange shaman with her! It’s obvious that she came in using some strange magic! I’m so angry that I lost to such a child.”

Gabriele, who had been thoroughly defeated by Cien, kept huffing and puffing.

Seeing that, Melodia smiled brightly and said.

“Yes. Remember that anger.”

She stroked Gabriele’s hair and muttered to herself quietly.

“I think it would be better for Axel Mirmord to be the successor of the Mirmord family. To completely eliminate the Mirmords.”

Even Gabriele looked embarrassed at those words.

Suddenly eliminating the Mirmord family. For Saintess Melodia to have such thoughts…

However, Melodia did not pay much attention to Gabriele’s embarrassed expression. The soft muttering continued.

“Matthias Mirmord is difficult to control, and his daughter, Cien Mirmord, seems to be quite smart. If they become the head of the family, I don’t think I’ll be able to handle the Mirmords.”

Gabriele bit her lip as she looked at Melodia’s expression.

“C, Cien Mirmord isn’t smart, she’s cunning…!

“Well. She seems to be clever. At least more than Gabriele.”

Gabriele looked at Melodia’s mood.

“B, but Melodia-nim, if we go on like this, what if I get pushed back by her when I make my debutante later?”

“That could happen. What should we do to prevent that from happening, Gabriele?”

“I will definitely… become stronger than that child. So I’ll take Ted back, and I’ll take that child named Acid too. I will.”

Melodia smiled brightly and stroked Gabriele’s hair.

“That’s a really good idea. Ah, and about that magic tool trading company that Cien Mirmord established…”

“…W, what if that trading company becomes famous? What if she gains fame?”

“Don’t worry about that.”

When Gabriele’s complexion did not improve, Melodia whispered softly.

“Whether that child is Mirmord’s daughter or whatever. Right now, Matthias Mirmord is not by her side.”

“…”

“And soon I will have my saintess inauguration ceremony.”

Melodia’s pure white hand gently stroked Gabriele’s hair.

“Don’t worry, Gabriele. I’ll test that child.”

“Test?”

“Yes. I’m going to test whether she’s a child who will fail with such… minor adversities. If she’s stronger, I’ll give her stronger trials.”

Gabriele bit her lip tightly.

As expected, it was Melodia-nim.

A villain like Cien Mirmord would die soon.

“Oh dear, my child shouldn’t be bleeding.”

There was news that Matthias Mirmord was the one who cornered Axel Mirmord.

Perhaps Matthias will stop her from achieving her goals.

If so…

“We’re going to trample on the seeds of the Mirmord family in the future, so why would we waste our energy already?”

Melodia smiled softly and stroked Gabriele’s hair.

“Baby, we are destined to win.”

That’s how it is.

The Mirmords will be defeated, and Gabriele and Melodia will win and wear laurel wreaths.

That is the fate that is set in the world.

Gabriele smiled, feeling a little relieved by Melodia’s words.

It was a very innocent yet satisfied smile.