I’Ll Protect My Tyrant Dad! [EN]: Chapter 56

The noble ladies gathered there were quite dazzling.

Of course. My grandmother and Delphia were practically strong-arming every noble lady they could find, selecting them in secret.

‘Melphiren is a celebrity in social circles, and Honeybun has been dying to meet you.’

‘Woong?’

‘She’s crazy about cute things.’

…Grandmother showed her audacity by referring to a socialite as ‘she.’

‘Hmm, how about Lady Yoren? She’s a dynamite expert—specialized in making bombs. Let’s take her along so we can blow things up if necessary.’

‘Heok…’

‘She’s not too hot-tempered, so it’ll be fine.’

That’s how Delphia’s friend, dynamite developer Lady Yoren, joined the group.

After the lineup was decided, Delphia and Grandmother put their heads together and pondered.

‘Do we know anyone with connections to divine power, Delphia?’

‘What about merchants?’

‘A pharmacist would be good too. Just in case.’

‘It seems like the list of patrons is mostly prepared. Who should be the last one?’

Including the genius pharmacist Mellang, Marchioness Melphiren, who wielded considerable power in social circles, Lady Yoren, Delphia’s close friend and a genius of magical engineering, Lady Cynthia, who had divine power but refused the position of saintess, the great merchant Mandel, who built a leading trading company from humble origins, and….

‘No matter how much I think about it, I think it will interfere.’

‘Interfere?’

‘Woong! So… legally.’

As soon as I finished speaking, Grandmother sighed deeply.

‘That’s right. Since they were the ones who initially exploited legal loopholes, they might try to exploit them again this time.’

‘So… someone in the legal profession.’

Delphia said, slightly parting her lips.

‘How does a five-year-old know the term ‘legal profession’…’

…she said, which made me a little embarrassed.

Anyway, we found her.

Delphia and the Duchess’s connections were truly invaluable.

‘What law are you talking about?’

Countess Myrsia, a law major and a judge of the Imperial Constitutional Court.

Perhaps she was furious that someone dared to invoke the law and block my path, as a vein popped out on her temple.

‘Wh, what is it.’

‘Speak. Try invoking the law in front of me.’

These administrators must also know.

‘Countess Myrsia used to be a professor at the Academy’s law department.’

If they were capital administrators, they must have audited Countess Myrsia’s class at least once.

‘S, so…’

The administrator muttered in a barely audible voice.

‘According to the Imperial Constitution, unless there is a special clause that it is retroactive, it is not applied retroactively. Isn’t that right?’

Retroactive application meant applying the law to cases before the revision and implementation. It became quite cumbersome because all previous cases had to be traced back and applied.

Therefore, ‘retroactive application’ in commercial matters was virtually impossible.

Perhaps it was the same this time.

To give an example of my current situation, I have already completed the opening of the trading company.

However, if that law is applied retroactively, I would have to close the trading company.

If it is not applied retroactively, I can open a trading company as long as I have a patron.

‘It’s not even written in the constitution, yet you dare to try to shut down Mirmod’s trading company according to your own will?’

‘…’

‘Should I file an administrative lawsuit?’

The administrator, Georges, cowered. It seemed he was afraid of being sued.

Well, if he were sued by Countess Myrsia, a former Supreme Court justice, he would have to resign as an administrator.

At that moment, Mellang pushed up her glasses and asked the administrator.

‘Tell me, what’s your name?’

Listening to their conversation, I put my arms on my hips and smiled.

I was so glad I brought a noble lady who knew the law well.

Looking at the administrator who hadn’t opened his mouth the whole time, I said mischievously.

‘It’s Georges!’

Then, I finally spoke sternly.

‘Georges, issue the permit, right now.’

At my words, Georges rubbed his temples as if he had a headache.

However….

‘Aren’t you going to do it?’

…he couldn’t withstand the stern voice of Supreme Court Justice Myrsia.

He hesitated, pouting his lips, and finally stamped the permit for my business.

It was finally a historic moment when the Sien Mirmod Trading Company truly launched.

Countess Myrsia snatched the business registration certificate from his hand and tucked it into my arms.

‘Congratulations, baby.’

I gave a bright smile and bowed deeply to all the patrons present.

‘Yes! Thank you!’

Unlike the low-ranking administrator who was under concentrated fire, the section chief was still relatively experienced. With an expression of barely regaining his senses, he swept back his sparse hair and said.

‘Then, is it over now? Please leave so we can clean up.’

I blinked.

‘Woong?’

The section chief looked at me and asked back in a slightly distressed voice.

‘What’s wrong?’

‘You know.’

The section chief’s expression was repeatedly turning red. No, not only him, but the low-ranking administrator next to him was also the same. Both of them couldn’t hide their embarrassed expressions.

‘I still have something to say.’

I smiled brightly.

Then, they frowned as if they were afraid of what would come out next. Of course, they didn’t answer, but….

In the moment when they were silent at my words, Lady Yoren, the dynamite developer and Delphia’s friend, gestured with her chin.

‘Hurry up and open your mouth.’

‘Wh, what is it…’

‘Oh, you…’

‘…what is it?’

As expected, Lady Yoren.

She seemed to specialize in suppressing people so they couldn’t make a peep.

Then, it was time to unleash the final counter punch.

I put a bright smile on my face.

‘What is this envelope?’

I quickly reached out. And because the patrons rushed in and confused them, I swiftly grabbed the temple’s envelope that they hadn’t managed to put away.

Georges looked flustered.

‘Th, that’s a short prayer sent by the temple. They sent it because I made a small offering.’

The section chief cautiously continued.

‘Why are you curious about a personal prayer for Georges?’

‘Just because.’

‘…that’s just an ordinary prayer. What if what’s in that envelope is a prayer?’

The section chief made a short gamble. I retorted to him in a half-mocking tone.

‘I’m just looking, why can’t I?’

With those words, I opened the envelope and read the contents.

[To the faithful Brother Georges of God.

Thank you for visiting the temple.

From today, we will pray for you.

The small angel’s wings above the beautiful Yelenia’s statue will support your day.]

No matter how carefully I read it, it was really a prayer from the temple.

But something was suspicious….

As I was silent, the section chief and Georges seemed to have decided to attack, taking advantage of this gap. They opened their mouths and began to swagger.

‘See? It’s not, is it?’

‘Then give it ba-.’

It was the moment when Georges hastily reached out.

Thwack!

The patron sister, who had been quietly standing behind, wearing glasses like a nerd and with long, straggly hair, ominously struck his hand down.

And quickly took the letter from my hand.

‘Prayer my ass. I’m also a specialist in code decryption.’

Georges gaped.

He seemed to think that I hadn’t even considered code decryption.

‘We need to bring a code expert too.’

‘Why code?’

‘Maybe, maybe. They might have done bad things.’

I was going to search this entire office for evidence in case there was any, but thankfully there were no traces left.

‘Yelenia statue. This probably means the Porchin Temple.’

‘…wh, what.’

‘Small angel wings mean the baby saintess statue.’

‘…wh, wh, what are you talking about?’

‘Supporting the day means they’ve hidden a year’s worth of salary. They even made the code this easy.’

Pien, a professional codebreaker, chuckled and shook the envelope.

‘Now we can investigate your activities.’

As soon as those words were finished, I gestured with my chin.

‘So, what happens to these uncles now?’

Now the codebreaker stepped back, and the Supreme Court Justice Grandmother stepped forward.

‘We’ll start everything from administrative lawsuits to civil and criminal lawsuits. I’ll bet the honor of a Supreme Court Justice.’

From the words of the elegant and beautiful noble lady, vulgar curses that Delphia would say popped out.

‘I’ll screw you over until the end, so look forward to it.’

Wow, so that’s what it means to legally screw someone over. It was such a cool line that I even wanted to study law.

‘But we can’t just screw them over with the law. I also have Yoren unnie [term of endearment for older sister] by my side.’

I smiled brightly and spread my arms towards Georges.

‘Uncles. Dynamite, or confession. Choose one.’

Georges looked at me with trembling eyes.

Watching his rapid pupil dilation, I raised the corners of my lips.

Let’s be honest.

I told you to choose, but the answer is already set.

‘C, confession…’

You just need to answer.

***

‘These days, everywhere I go, it’s all about Sien Mirmod, that stupid bitch!’

‘Ah, Gabriele.’

Melodia looked at Gabriele, who was biting her lip with a kind expression.

‘That stupid bitch got lucky and got a trading company! It’s ridiculous. What is that little thing going to do? And what does she even know!’

Melodia leisurely added, watching Gabriele rant.

‘Gabriele, it’s a shame. All the administrators have confessed.’

‘That cunning bitch did it again! With her seductive mouth…!’

‘Cunning, you should say smart.’

Gabriele’s eyes were filled with tears of sorrow. She was clearly a child who had believed that she was the protagonist of this world, and that’s how she had lived.

Such a child was having everything taken away by Sien Mirmod.

‘She’s an opponent that shouldn’t be taken lightly.’

Melodia still had a warm smile on her face, but the corners of her lips were stiff without any movement. It was a smile that even felt somewhat out of place.

‘Gabriele.’

‘Yes, Melodia-nim [honorific]!’

Melodia, who had gained the Pope’s support and become a strong candidate for saintess, was now becoming a figure who exerted influence in all directions. She stroked Gabriele’s hair and smiled gently and kindly.

‘I’ve also come to realize that Sien Mirmod is a dangerous child.’

She was such an extremely dangerous child that she couldn’t be left alone.

She had sent assassins to Matthias, but of course, it had failed, and Sien’s trading company was thriving without any chance to intervene.

In many ways, it was Melodia’s defeat. She hadn’t even touched a hair on either of them, so it wasn’t a narrow defeat, but a complete defeat.

‘Ah… th, that’s right! She’s insignificant, but dangerous, without you needing to worry about it!’

Melodia closed her eyes deeply and opened them, briefly showing a cold, expressionless face.

‘We need to uproot her and get rid of her.’

‘How will you do it?’

Then Melodia said kindly.

‘First of all, we need time to find out more about the Mirmod family.’

Melodia smiled again with a clear and beautiful smile that made people feel trust.

‘We need to prepare calmly. It will take quite a long time to prepare to face Mirmod.’