Chapter 1,2,3,4..

Chapter 2

I wasn't human in my previous life.

I was—.

'I was a graduate student.'

Wow, that wasn't real human life.

At age 25, I died of overwork while working all night on my thesis.

'I must have been reincarnated in the novel because the stress of writing the thesis was so great.'

The title of my thesis was.

[A Study on the Characteristics of Social Reform Suggested in a Genre Fiction – Focusing on the Fantasy Novel ] 

I was the one who read about 10 times to write my thesis. 

It means that the development of the original work and the various settings in the novel are quicker than anyone else. 

'Well, there is no need to think hard about the contents of the novel beyond the extras.'

In order to recall the contents of the novel, I have to put a lot of pressure on my head and remember my past life—.

Then, when I'm an adult, I'll feel out of place and very hungry because my physical age doesn't match my mental age.

Well, the two main characters, who are father and son, will be in charge of the bloody wars and revolutions.

After the main characters create a good world where even the people without power are treated as human beings, all I have to do is drink honey. (t/n: 꿀 빨다 (Eating honey) It is slang that means getting rest during work.)

'Extra life, it's the best!'

I hugged Aunt Susan and smiled, then shouted at my Dad.

"Daddy, be careful!"

Because the rain leaked through the roof of Aunt's house, Dad was repairing it.

Bang, bang, bang! 

It was very familiar to see Dad climbing up the ladder and hammering the nail he bit in his mouth.

My Dad gets a call from everyone in this mountain village whenever rain leaks from the ceiling or the fence around the chicken coop breaks. 

'Do people here treat my Dad like a pushover every day because he's nice? Of course, Aunt Susan is fine.' 

I can only acknowledge Aunt Susan, who always gives out delicious dishes to my house and takes care of me when my Dad is away. 

The rest of the neighbors don't even have a conscience.

"Phew, James. I'm sorry I always have to ask for help."

"That's not true. I always owe you, well. I'd like to ask you to take care of Lilith today."

"Is it a debt of gratitude? Don't say that. Nothing else matters to me more than how well Lilith is obedient. How can there be such a nice and cute kid?"

"Mmhm." 

I hugged Aunt Susan's neck and grinned.

Of course, I listen to her well.

It's hard to compare me to a normal seven-year-old kid.

"Look at you smiling. So cute…You're so pretty now, how much more do you want to be prettier when you grow up? Who does Lilith look like, hmm?"

I want to say I look like my Dad—but we look completely different. 

It's because I have blue eyes and white-as-snow silver hair. 

I was suspicious because I stood out too much to call myself Extra 1—. 

"D, did you pick me up somewhere?"

—I asked my Dad like that. 

"You look like your mother!"

"Really?" 

My Dad said that my silver hair and blue eyes resembled my mother, who left home when I was a baby. 

"Haha, yes. She… looks like her mother." 

My father, who was nailing, smiled awkwardly and helped me.

"Your mother must be very beautiful." 

There was no way to prove it because I didn't know my mother's face.

So at first, I thought, What if I'm not really my Dad's daughter? I was worried.

However, not at all now! 

This is because as I grow up, my eyes, which bend when I smile, my nose shape, and my mouth, which rises at the end, have become more and more like my father's.

'I am definitely my Daddy's daughter! And definitely an extra!'

Brown hair, brown eyes.

Even his name is James Brown.

As anyone can see, I am the daughter of my father, one of the Passing Imperial Citizens 1 of the Empire, so it was clear that I was also extra with a guaranteed peaceful future! 

"It won't leak anymore. I think you said last time that there was a problem with the doorknob. I'll take a look at it when I get back." 

"Oh my, then I'd be grateful. Phew, what would I have done without you, James? My good-for-nothing person only scratched his stomach without doing anything. He's useless." 

The good-for-nothing person that Aunt Susan is talking about is her husband, Uncle Joe.

"Haha…So, please take good care of Lilith today. Princess, Daddy will go to the market right now."

Aunt Susan held me while Dad put a piece of wood on his back and tapped the tip of my nose.

"Come back quickly! You didn't forget our promise, right?

"Yes, my princess. Of course~. I'll buy macarons for you."

"Hehe."

I hugged Aunt Susan and waved my hand until my Dad's back disappeared.

When I couldn't see my Dad anymore, I lowered my hand, and Aunt Susan laughed.

"Lilith, do you like your father that much?"

"Yes, of course!"

I was an orphan in my previous life, so my Dad is the only person I remember as a loving guardian.

It must have been difficult for a young man to raise a baby alone—.

My Daddy changed my diaper every day, fed baby food, bathed me, and so on.

My Daddy meant a lot to me because he had been there for me since I was a baby when the attachment relationship was formed.

Nice, handsome, tall, sweet. 

Even my dad who made me the best extra in this scary world.

'I have to grow up and be a good daughter!'

I clenched my small fists to clench my will.

* * * 

I had honeydew milk and cookies at Aunt Susan's and played about ten games of cards with Uncle Joe.

While Aunt Susan watched the card game, she talked about the past.

"Someone knocked on the door late at night, and when I opened it, I was surprised to find your father standing there. He was holding a baby, and that was you, Lilith."

"I knew then that he was the child's father."

Uncle Joe, holding the card, chewed the jerky and said.

"A young man showed up in this mountain village out of nowhere. He was as quiet as a dead mouse and didn't say anything, so I asked if there was something—" 

"Whoo, he did. Anyway, what your father is saying is that the baby isn't sick, but she doesn't want to eat? He said that you must be hungry, but if he brought you a baby bottle, you'd cry and fall asleep, oh my." 

"Me? Why I didn't eat?"

I took a card and asked for a lot of acorns instead of chips.

"Even though the baby was over five months old, he was only feeding you formula. Maybe it was because you were sick of it, so you endured hunger and expressed yourself in your own way." 

Aunt Susan just laughed when she remembered my clumsy dad. 

"Once I told him to come in, I made baby food by mixing apples, mashed bananas, and powdered milk. So when the baby who didn't eat eats everything in the bowl, your father's eyes widen." 

"Haha…From the next day onwards, he was very polite. Every time I saw him from afar, he would run up to me and say hello, and if I said a tree, he would give me half of it, so it was very comfortable." 

"Phew, you good-for-nothing. If you ate, you have to pay for your meal. You keep fooling around." 

"No, what should I do if James wants to give it to me? It is not polite to decline a favor, this person really." 

"Anyway, it was his first time raising a baby, but from that day on he started asking questions and learning."

It was amazing. Even though he used to be so clumsy, he is now a 9-level househusband now.

"Haha. I won this time, kid."

Uncle Joe grinned and opened his card that had been flipped.

There are five hearts.

"It's Flush! Hahaha!"

With his hairy arms, Uncle Joe pulled the acorns piled up on the table.

"Wait." 

I grabbed Uncle Joe's arm. Then I opened my card.

K, K, K, 7, 7.

"Huh, it's Full House." 

Uncle Joe's mouth was wide open.

I jumped down from my chair, unfolded my skirt, and swept all the acorns.

"Do it again tomorrow. Challenges are always welcome."

"Oh, what do you mean a full house!

Aunt Susan and I laughed when we saw Uncle Joe's shocked face.

So I returned home with Aunt Susan, holding an acorn in my skirt.

It was time for Dad to come back soon.

"I played well today, thank you."

I politely put my hands together and gave Aunt Susan my greeting. 

"Go first, Aunt. I'm going to do the laundry." 

"What? Why are you doing the laundry? Just leave it alone."

"Dad is tired to do the laundry when he comes home, so I will do it!" 

"Oh my… Lilith has an angelic heart. Then Aunt will do it for you. Is that the laundry?"

When I brought a basket of laundry, the Aunt asked.

I was startled and grabbed the basket.

"Oh, no, I can't. I have my dad's underwear, too."

"Oh my."

"Mmhm, don't worry. I'm good at laundry. It's easy. I just need to do it at the stream behind, right?" 

Aunt Susan was surprised.

"I was very worried about you because you are small and start talking late—but I guess you were actually a genius. How in the world would a seven-year-old kid play card games and do the laundry for their father?"

"Ahem."

When I raised my nose, Aunt patted my head as if she was proud of me.

"Then Aunt will go first. Make sure to eat dinner."

"Yes, Aunt! Goodbye!"

I sent Aunt Susan away and headed to laundry.

'Dad hates me doing laundry secretly, but…'

But I'll keep doing it though.

I'm a kid who can think like an adult. I know how hard it is for James to be a single dad raising a child alone and selling all kinds of housework and trees.

"Who is the good seven-year-old daughter who washes her father's underwear? Yep, it's Lilith Brown!"

I sat down on the side of the stream and chuckled as I pulled out the laundry.

The surrounding area with good mountains and good water was peaceful as always.

'Haa, extra's life is so relaxing. I hope everyday will be like today.'

Even though I'm a person without power who is not treated as a human being in this world, a commoner, and a little poor.

'Don't worry, the main characters will soon make a better world to live in. There is no life like this compared to the previous life. Reincarnation is the best!'

It was then.

Tak, tak.

'Huh? What is that horseshoe sound?'

While I was working hard on the laundry with my small hands, I suddenly saw an unfamiliar sight from beyond the forest.

A small rural estate in the southern part of the continent, Xenon. A village in the mountains that is remote from cities is located there.

This is a remote place where there are only six households, including my house.

In other words, it should be considered that only a few people come in here on horseback—. 

'S, something doesn't feel right?'

My hunch said so. 

"Giddy up!"

Hiiing—!

Aren't the six strangers on horses who suddenly appear in front of me just stopping?

They all wore blue cloaks over silver armor. 

I immediately recognized the pattern engraved on the cloak.

It was the Imperial crest. 

They're the Imperial Army! 

If it's a blue cloak—.

'D, Dos class of Paladin? No, why are these precious people in such a shabby place?' 

I opened my mouth in amazement.

"Hold it."

When the man at the center of the knights ordered, one of his subordinates grabbed my back and lifted me up.

"Uh!" 

Then he mercilessly stabbed something like a police baton he was holding in my chest.

"Ugh! Oh, it hurts—"

That was the artifact that distinguished the people with power, as far as I know.

Artifacts that look like iron bars gave off a bright blue light quickly.

"She has power, Commander. It seems to be the daughter of Enoch Rubinstein." 

Me? Isn't this broken?

"I can tell just by looking at it."

I was perplexed, but a handsome black-haired man who seemed to be the commander of the knights snorted and took over me. 

Chapter 3 –

"L, let me go!"

It was a better situation than when he lifted my back, but I didn't like how he caught my waist like a suitcase.

I screamed as I struggled with my hands and feet.

"Let me go!"

"Where's Enoch Rubinstein?"

"Who—!'

I couldn't think of anything else because hearing this and that made my stomach hurt, and it surprised me to think about the name.

'Why is that name coming out of here now?'

Enoch Rubinstein (Main character)

• Knight Commander of the 'Dos Paladin,' the most powerful armed force in the novel .

• 'Dos,' the highest rank among the people with power. 

• Paladin, Swordmaster, and Duke.

• The adoptive father of another male protagonist, Cheshire Rubinstein.

• The strongest person in the world view.

• As a young man, he sharpened the blade of revenge after losing his young daughter to the Imperial Family.

So, after losing his daughter and deciding to take revenge, he was one of the two-top main characters, a man who raised Cheshire after saving him, the male protagonist.

The title of is because he, who is of the 'Dos' class, defeated the Imperial Family with his adopted son, Cheshire, and eventually won the victory.

'Looking for Enoch Rubinstein and his daughter, I guess the story is before the original story. When his daughter isn't dead yet.'

But with me?

It has nothing to do with me. 

"Excuse me, Mister! W, wait! You're misunderstanding something!"

"What?"

The Knight Commander looked up at me.

"F, first of all… The blood on my head, the blood on my head… could you please make me sit up straight…?

"…."

The Knight Commander, who had been silent for a moment, sat me on the horse to face him.

When I faced the Knight Commander's unusual purple eyes, I felt a strange sense of mystery.

'The black hair and merciful eyes. I think there was a character who looked like this, but who was it?'

Ah. My own nose is three feet long. (T/n: It means an expression used to describe a situation where one's own business is so urgent and difficult that one cannot afford to help others.)

I shook my head and asked hurriedly.

"Are you talking about the paladin and swordmaster, Duke Enoch Rubinstein? Silver hair and blue eyes?"

"Yeah."

"You must have mistakenly thought that I look like him because I have silver hair and blue eyes, but my father's name is James Brown and he's not Enoch something. My hair color and eyes looked like my mom who left home a long time ago." 

"…."

The Knight Commander, who was looking at me, laughed.

"He has done a good job with his child education."

"Yes?"

"Lilith!"

It was then. A familiar voice pierced my ears.

I turned around and saw my dad holding a poker.

"Daddy!"

"What are you doing? If you don't want to die, put my daughter down right now."

….?

I'm perplexed. 

'D, dad, are you crazy? You don't know who these people are?'

The Paladin, commanded by the powerful people, especially the top-ranked 'Dos,' were all high-ranking nobles.

In this world view, only powerful people can have the title of noble, and people who don't have power aren't even considered human.

So, my father, who is at the bottom of the food chain and has no power, can be executed just by talking to them informally.

But there's one more thing—.

Is he even threatening to kill them with just one poker?

'Oh my. Dad is crazy.'

With my back stiff, I immediately curled up and crouched.

"M, mister. My dad must have been out of his mind for a while because he couldn't live without me. If you'll be generous, I'll take it as a lifetime grace!"

To make use of how cute I look, I cling to the knight commander's waist and smile sweetly.

Then I pointed to my father with a small hand.

"Then, look! That's the one who just showed up! It's my father! The symbol of commonner, brown hair and brown eyes!"

"…." 

The Knight Commander only looked at me indifferently.

A cold sweat broke out on my back.

I swallowed my saliva.

"H, he's just the Passing Imperial Citizen 1 even if you look at it, and he's a 27-year-old unmarried father living in a mountain village with a young daughter and working hard to make a living."

"…." 

"—Excuse me, sir? Over there? Whoa!" 

The knight commander handed me over to the subordinate next to him as if tossing me, then jumped off the horse and approached my dad.

"N, no! Don't do that to my dad!"

I was just floundering with my hands held back.

The knight commander glanced at the box of macarons lying next to my dad and laughed.

"It doesn't make sense."

"Why are you here?"

Talk informally again? What's wrong with you, dad?

With just one sweep of the knight commander's sword, he will blow my father's head away.

Does he know if my heart is anxious? 

I had never seen my dad look so scary before as he pointed the poker at the knight commander.

"My daughter, let her go."

"Enoch Rubinstein. This is the Emperor's order to return to the Knights and do your duty immediately."

"No, my dad is not Enoch something!"

I cried and shouted, but my eyes met my father from afar.

My father's jaw was trembling as if he was very angry when he saw me being held poorly.

"It's been seven years. If that's the case, isn't it time to end the trip?"

"…."

"As you best know, according to the Pavilion Military Law, deserters are subject to summary execution. In the case of an escape, a wanted person is treated as a first-degree criminal until it is confirmed if they are alive or dead."

No—.

"But His Majesty, the merciful Emperor, highly valued your deeds and abilities. Although you clearly violated the military law, he didn't issue a wanted order, and he didn't take away your title and property."

Excuse me—.

Why on earth is that knight commander holding the mountain village extra 1 and talking about things I can't understand? 

"Now that he has waited with his eyes closed for all the wrongdoings you have committed, it is time to return. Disobedience to orders is death. I will once again deliver the words of His Majesty the Emperor."

The Knight Commander lowered his voice and added, glaring at the innocent people. 

"Enoch Rubinstein. As of today, return to the Knights Templar and do your duty." 

"Ha." 

My dad laughed. I got chills down my spine.

"His Majesty's snout is always such a smooth talker."

I covered my slowly opening mouth.

W, whose snout?

Don't tell me he's talking about His Majesty's snout, the top predator of the imperial throne?

'Dad must have gone crazy—'

My dad has already done everything, from tricking the nobility to insulting the royal family.

"Isn't it time to be a little honest? He must have just left the dog house open so that the dog could come back whenever it wanted."

After saying something about the snout, my mind went blank and I couldn't hear my dad well. 

All I could think of was that I had to close my mouth and run away.

I bit the back of the knight's hand holding me as tightly as I could.

"Ugh!"

The knight's arms let go of me in an instant, and I fell off the horse. 

"Lilith!"

My hips tingled as I fell, but I don't care now.

I sprint towards my dad with my short legs—!

As I fell, my badly fall buttocks were throbbing, but I didn't care anymore. 

"Daddy—whoa!" 

—and I was caught. 

The back of the knight's hand caught me, and I hung there and groaned. 

Dad shouted with a pale face.

"Damn it! Let go of that hand!"

"Ugh, wait—Dad, be, be quiet!" 

Fortunately, the Knight Commander was a man of mercy for a child, so he hugged me nicely. 

"Cough, cough. Excuse me." 

I put my hands together and look at him. 

"Mister…I'm sorry."

"…." 

"I, I'm so sorry. Please save my dad. My hair color is like this… Yes, I know why you misunderstand. I'll go. I'll go, okay? I will do all the investigations. Then you will know I'm not the person. And—" 

I suddenly felt sad. And I hated the main character.

Why does Enoch Rubinstein look like me?

"Hik… Actually, I know Enoch something very well. I'll tell you everything I know about where he is hiding right now and help you find him. So please just turn blind eye to my dad, I, I'll follow…"

I felt like a traitor because I couldn't stand the torture and gave away information about the independent army, but I can't help it. 

The most important thing to me right now is not the main character's well-being, but my dad's life.

At that moment.

The Knight Commander was startled and drew his sword.

His gaze was not on me, but on my dad. 

I instinctively looked back.

'…Dad?'

A scary expression that I've never seen before.

Blue energy fluttered over my dad's old poker, which he pointed like a sword. 

I rubbed my eyes and looked again.

'W, what is that?'

A strange air flowed only around my dad.

There was no wind, but my dad's hair and collar began to shake. 

Dad's brown hair and brown eyes, which were the symbols of Extra 1—.

It changed gradually.

"Oh my." 

With dazzling silver hair and sparkling blue eyes that shout, 'I am the main character!' 

Tears welled up. 

It was embarrassing for my mouth, which had been crying hard because I thought they were looking at the wrong person.

'E, excuse me? Isn't he a 27-year-old single father living in a mountain village with a young daughter—'

—James? Is this real?

Chapter 4 –

There was no good human being who could explain this situation to a shocked child.

"Don't let the child get hurt. Step back and wait."

The Knight Commander said so and quickly handed me over to the subordinate behind him.

It was the person whose hand I bit before. On the right hand, there were drops of blood over a clear mark of teeth. 

"Uhm…" 

I looked up at him blankly. 

He was looking at me, too, with a slightly angry look.

'He was just carrying out his duties faithfully.'

I was embarrassed and apologized.

"I'm sorry. I just found out—"

It was then.

I felt a huge wind pressure all of a sudden and looked up.

Whoosh—! 

"Ugh." 

…? What's going on?

My Dad just swung poker in the air once.

The blue energy of the sword flew toward the Knight Commander, and he was pushed back about 1 meter, barely able to defend himself with a sword.

After that, it was a series of merciless attacks. 

The poker constantly cut through the air, and the Knight Commander seemed too daunted to block the flying sword.

"Does not following orders only lead to death?"

"Ugh." 

"It must have been funny to say."

"D, damn it—" 

"How are you going to beat me?"

My dad was relaxed as he talked and flew swords at the same time.

Contrary to how confident the Knights Commander was fluttering his mouth, he couldn't even do anything. 

"Besides."

"Ugh–"

"How dare you, to my daughter?" 

As expected, it was me who made my Dad's anger explode.

My father blew a sword every second, and the Knights Commander was only focused on blocking it. 

Well, well—It looks like it would be hard to defend, so how is he going to attack and beat him? 

I can now understand my Dad, who laughed at the Knight Commander. 

"Stop! Enoch Rubinstein!"

The knight who was holding me shouted as if they couldn't win, even if they pretended to.

At the same time, his eyes lit up.

The knight had a sword around my neck.

"Hiik!"

"Lilith!" 

My dad approached me with a contemplative expression once he had stopped the attack.

"Give up and come with us. Then I will guarantee the life of your daughter."

"You're threatening with a child. The title of the Paladin is ridiculous."

My dad grunted and gritted his teeth, and I cautiously agreed with him.

"We are only following the Imperial order. His Majesty the Emperor said to do whatever we can to bring Enoch Rubinstein." 

The Knight Commander talked again after he came to his senses.

My Dad, who was silent for a moment, answered. 

"…I already abandoned that name."

Ha, so, as expected, he meant there was a time when that name was there, right?

I laughed at the situation where even the slightest possibility was blown away.

James (27) was actually Enoch Rubinstein, the main character who hid his powers.

"I have no intention of living in obedience to the imperial family anymore. Tell that to your Lord."

"I'm not telling you to choose."

For some reason, the Knight Commander pointed the sword at my dad and added.

"It's an order."

"…."

Another strange feeling surrounded my angry dad.

This time—it felt like something bigger was going to come out. 

The knight who was holding me again raised his sword and made another threat.

"Enoch Rubinstein! If you want your daughter to be safe you should stop!"

"Ugh! W, wait! Wait!"

My heart was pounding with fear.

To summarize the situation, the identity of my daddy, who I thought was an extra, was the protagonist who hid his power, Enoch Rubinstein.

So I'm— in his 6th setting. I mean—.

• As a young man, he sharpened the blade of revenge after losing his young daughter to the Imperial Family

—I'll take over the underlined 'young daughter'.

'Is this real? Give me back my amazing extra life.'

When these facts became clear, I had only one option, knowing all the original contents.

I slightly pushed the knight's arm with the sword, then smiled softly and said. 

"Of course. If it's the Imperial order, he should follow it! My father will return to the Knight Templar today~!"

Clap, clap, clap. 

Everyone, including my dad, looked at me with a dazed look on their faces.

*****

"You said I looked like my mom! You said I look like my mom!"

My Dad, who was lying on the floor and knelt like a criminal next to me, waving his arms and legs, apologized.

"I'm sorry, princess."

"Why didn't you tell me! Why! Why!"

"I'm so sorry. I have nothing to say, even if Dad have ten mouths—"

My dad's silver hair and blue eyes, which were finally revealed, looked just like mine.

He said I look like my mother. 

Dad is a liar!

"But my daughter."

My dad, who was poking at the corners of his mouth, grabbed me as I was struggling and kissed me on the cheek.

"But really, who do you look like to think you're this smart? Huh? To be good with words in that situation?" 

My Dad glanced at the six knights waiting outside the house and laughed.

When I said, "We're going to go back as of today," my dad nodded as if I couldn't do it and said he'd come out after organizing the place.

It was such a time.

"Tsk…. Those idiots. Do they believe this and release the hostages just like that? As long as our princess is safe, I have nothing to fear. Now, let's pack our bags and run away."

I looked out the window and looked pitifully at my giggling dad.

No, is this really right?

That Enoch Rubinstein, who was blunt and cold-blooded with no change in his expression, and exuded a forceful '~gun' at the end of every word? 

No matter how you look at it, he just looks like a village's fool older brother. 

'Well, I guess he must have changed since I died.'

I nodded my head, trying to understand what my Dad looked like now since his embarrassing behavior was something he did every day.

"Dad, I have something to say." 

"Hmm, what is it?"

Dad, who was quickly packing up our belongings, answered roughly.

"Don't run away, let's go back to the capital. Return to the Knights Templar."

"Hmm?" 

My Dad opened his eyes and looked back at me, then smiled.

"Hey, don't worry. Dad couldn't do anything until our princess was held hostage, but not now. With them outside? We won everything even at poker."

"Ung, I know about poker because I saw it earlier. I know… I just want my dad to come back."

Dad, who had stopped, put down his things and turned around to look at me. Now his expression became a little more serious.

"Why?" 

"Well, I'm going to go to the capital with my dad. Go, enter the training center for people with power, and I will receive a powerful person badge. Because I'm also people with power."

My Dad's eyes widened.

"What do you mean? How do you know about a training center or something?"

"Uhm, Uncle Joe told me."

"What?"

Dad frowned.

"How the hell did Hyung-nim know that? No, even if he did know, why would he tell you about it—" 

Actually, Uncle Joe probably doesn't know anything, but I tried selling him for now.

"If we run away, you'll be kicked out for the rest of your life—some scary men might come again, and I might die if we do something wrong—"

"No, Lilith. It's not like that. I'm sorry. Dad was caught off guard this time. From now on, our princess will never be in danger. I won't make this happen."

"That's not the problem. I mean, I don't want to run away and live. I want to live a decent life."

Dad's eyes widened at my words.

"Lilith."

Even after my name was called, Dad hesitated for a few minutes without saying a word.

"Listen to your Dad."

Then, as soon as he made up his mind, he grabbed my shoulder tightly. 

"In fact, Daddy is… I mean, there could be a day like today when those scary guys come to see you… I've always been thinking about that."

"Ung." 

"Nevertheless, knowing everything, he ran away. Because you… I didn't want to raise you as a people with power." 

He doesn't want to raise his precious children to be powerful people.

Knowing this world better than anyone else, I could understand my Dad's feelings.

I was glad to find out that I was part of a "powerless people" because the lives of "powerful people" were never beautiful.

"It might seem like a good way to live as a powerful people and a noble. But what you see is not everything."

People with power get the best treatment in this Pavilion Empire.

They get the title of nobility based on their rank and major, have a lot of territory and gold coins, and everyone obeys and stays loyal to them.

However, with those benefits comes obligations.

To become the Emperor's sword, shield, and staff, and to live as a member of the "Imperial Elite Army" for the rest of their life.

In this empire, where there are wars of conquest and beast subjugation 365 days a year, the elite troops who are often sent out to fight are nothing more than combat slaves.

"A people with power is not only a noble but also a soldier. As a warrior, as a wizard— they have to spend most of their life on the battlefield."

"…." 

"And the battlefield… It's a very, very terrible place."

Dad paused for a moment. And it was hard for him to talk again.

"Yesterday, the friend I greeted yesterday, today— he dies and it keep come to my mind. I think of him as I bury him in the ground. Who else will die tomorrow? How long can I survive—"

Dad looked at me with a deep look in his eyes.

In those eyes, there was still a terrible memory that had been gone for seven years and had not faded at all.

The sound of binge drinking, screaming, death—.

"Dad is—" 

Dad's gaze stayed in the air as if thinking of something for a moment.

Maybe he's imagining it.

My future where I have to live as a powerful person. 

"…Scared." 

After a while, Dad said with a distorted expression as if crying.

"I don't want you to live like me."

"Dad…" 

"Lilith. Seven years ago, the day I first saw you born." 

Dad struggled to speak and then hugged me. And he said.

"On that day you became my everything."

He sounded like he was crying with his voice.

"I…I don't want to lose you like that…" 

My Daddy Hide His Power – Chapter 5 – Readhive

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"Daddy…"

Hugging my trembling father made me think a lot.

I was the one who understood my dad more than anyone else and wanted to do what he wanted. 

However, 

'If Daddy doesn't go back, this country will be ruined!'

That's right.

My Dad, Enoch Rubinstein, shouldn't be here.

To get revenge for his daughter, he has to go back to the Knights of Templar with honey in his mouth and a sword in his stomach and save the male lead Cheshire. 

And after getting the Knights Templar ready for a rebellion from within, he had to start a revolution in this country.

As to why—. About a decade from now.

'Because ordinary people will die?'

The imperial family carries out a 'policy to annihilate the people without power'.

A massacre that literally kills ordinary people who don't have magical powers without asking or questioning.

And it's my Dad who stops it. 

'I thought it had nothing to do with me. After all, the main characters stop the massacre. The main characters protect me, so I only need to sucked honey as an extra?'

But… 

'Daddy was the main character!'

I would have been kidnapped a while ago if it were the original—the role of planting the seeds of revenge on Enoch Rubinstein, who lost his daughter.

However, I changed the original with the momentary thought that I didn't want to part with my dad.

Unlike the original, I am safe.

Then what if my dad runs away with me?

My dad will not save the male lead Cheshire and teach him, nor will he rebel against the imperial family.

'Then it's a disaster. All the innocent extras will die, right?'

I remembered the faces of Aunt Susan and Uncle Joe.

The moment I remembered the two screaming painfully and dying.

'No, I can't.'

I shook my head hard to shake off my bad imagination.

"Dad."

"…Hmm?"

"Daddy, do you want me to run away for the rest of my life? You're not, right?"

"It's not that, but."

Dad pulled my body from his tight embrace and looked at my eyes. 

"Princess said that. You want to live a normal life with Dad."

"…."

"What if we go back to the Capital? Princess must live with power. It's never going to be an ordinary life."

Yeah, I did.

But, 

'Since my dad was Enoch Rubinstein, my ordinary and comfortable life as an extra was over!'

—Swallowing my desire to shout, I decided to play a greedy little seven-year-old.

"To be honest, my dad is a person with power and I am as well, so I changed my mind a bit."

"What do you mean?"

"If I have power, I'm also a noble. Also, if it is Dad's daughter, I will be the most powerful noble among the aristocrats. Right?"

"…." 

My Dad stared blankly into my twinkling eyes and looked confused.

"Daddy doesn't have to work hard every day and sell it to the market, and I don't have to wait for him like that. In addition— you can't even do laundry!"

"Lilith, my princess, Daddy told you not to do the laundry, but you keep—!" 

"And also! I can eat macarons every day, and I can wear dresses with ribbons!"

Bang, bang.

I stomped my feet like mad.

Dad was surprised.

'Uh. Dad, I'm sorry. I didn't want to act like an impetuous filial daughter—'

"Why didn't you tell me! why!"

"Lilith!"

"You didn't want me to live as a powerful person, did you?"

I cried out with tears hanging in my eyes.

"You didn't even ask me if I wanted to live as a people with power or a noble!"

"P, princess—" 

"I hate being called a princess only by my dad! I want to be a real princess!"

Dad's eyes began to flutter.

"I am not Daddy's daughter!"

"W, what?"

A killing blow—.

Dad once stumbled and looked shocked. 

"I'm not going to be James' daughter! I'm going to be Duke Enoch's daughter!"

I shouted as I pointed out the window with my small index finger.

"If Daddy doesn't go, I'm going to ask the uncles to take me away!"

"…." 

My Dad was at a loss for words at my strong attitude.

And he was silent for a while, biting his lip with a confused face.

'Uhh. Dad, I'm really sorry.'

I'm really sorry Dad—.

The worries won't last long.

Because his daughter is the most important thing to him right now.

* * * 

A cozy cottage that makes me think of my childhood.

My dad and I were standing in front of it with our luggage, facing the knights.

I hugged my dad and glanced at the handsome face of the knight commander.

'Black hair and purple eyes. I thought it was a familiar description somehow.'

His name is—.

Axion Libre.

• Rank, Dos.

• Duke of Libre.

• Joining the Knights Templar at the same period as my dad, he was in charge of the leadership role instead of my dad, who disappeared 7 years ago.

• A close aide who will be my dad's revolutionary army comrade.

As expected from the leading role. 

'Ah, that person was Axion. A handsome face like that can't be an extra.'

After James Brown hit me in the back of the head, I decided to engrave the iron rule that there is no such thing as a handsome extra in the future.

"Then let's go, Enoch."

"Carriage." 

Axion tilted his head as my Dad recites it in an indifferent voice.

"What?"

"I can't go until I have a top-class carriage. My daughter will have pain in her buttocks, and she won't be able to ride a horse for a long time." 

"No, what do you mean!" 

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