Chapter 5,6 and 7

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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!" 

The knight standing next to Axion, the one I bit, was about to jump out of anger at my dad's abuse of power.

However, Axion lightly raised his arm and stopped it.

"Phew…" 

He sighed and looked at me. 

Look, look. His eyes looked at the luggage. It was clear what he was thinking on his face 

I moved my dad by acting like a helpless daughter, but he didn't even appreciate my hard work.

"Guys."

Axion finally ordered.

"Get a carriage…. to the highest quality."

* * *

About an hour after that. 

We were moving to a city in the south called El Pasha.

They said that we would use the warp gate in a temple in a big city to get to the Capital. 

"Wow. It's soft."

I admired the comfortable carriage ride I had never felt in my life. 

It was a carriage that many Paladins had bought quickly, like servants. 

"Dad—! The carriage is so…!"

I called my dad excitedly and paused.

The side view of my dad looking out the window with his chin resting quietly seemed to have a lot of thoughts.

Maybe he was mad because his daughter, whom he had worked hard to raise for 7 years, turned out like that.

'Uh huh. I'm really sorry, Dad—'

I moved my hips and stuck close to my dad. 

"Dad."

"Uh huh, Lilith."

"I'm sorry—" 

Dad's eyes widened. Then he looked at me, who had been gloomy for a moment.

"Princess."

Soon, my dad picked me up and put me on his lap so we could face each other. 

"Is it because Daddy's expression is scary? I'm sorry. I was just thinking about it." 

"…."

"Yeah, Daddy was wrong. To my princess. As the princess said, I didn't even ask what princess thought."

Dad turned his head and stroked my cheek as he smiled to make me feel better.

"Do whatever you want to be a princess. Dad will really went home, put on pretty clothes and ate lots of expensive macarons."

"…." 

"I'm sorry I haven't been able to do that until now. Dad didn't know. Does the princess really want to live like that?"

"N, no—" 

I was happy living in a cottage with James Brown.

Macaroons are expensive desserts, so I can't eat a lot of them, and it's fine to just eat them sometimes. Even if I do eat them, there's no one in the mountain valley village to show off to—.

The most important thing is that my dad feeds me, dresses me, and puts me to sleep—. He was a perfect dad who didn't lack or fail at anything.

'Ugh. The unfaithful filial daughter  attitude made my dad feel guilty.'

I said sorry.

"Me too… I'm really sorry for saying I'm not Daddy's daughter earlier. I'm not serious. And I understand what Dad means. Because you're afraid of the battlefield, you don't want to let me go."

"That's right. The battlefield is scary. So let's not go, my princess."

"…Ung?" 

I blinked at the resolute voice of my dad. 

"What do you mean? Didn't I have to go to war to eat pretty clothes and entrance macarons?"

"No, that's okay. Wear pretty clothes and eat macarons. But you don't have to go to war. Dad won't let you go to the battlefield, princess."

I turned my head to see if I heard something wrong.

Refusing military service? 

Dad looked at me as if he had just thought of something terrible.

"No, Dad. Wait a minute. Dad… Ack!" 

It was then.

For a moment, the suddenly stopped carriage rattled greatly, and my butt rose once and sank.

"Lilith! Are you okay?"

"Y, yes."

What's going on? I turned my head and looked out the window.

"D, dad? What's that?" 

In the distance, huge dust was rising.

I don't know what it is, but it's running towards the carriage at great speed—.

"It's a werewolf."

As soon as my dad opened the window to check the situation, Axion, who was riding his horse next to us in the carriage, said.

"Are you kidding me?"

I was able to find out who it was by clinging to my surprised dad.

'W, wolf?'

It was a wolf drooling with its teeth exposed.

Walk straight on two legs, not four!

"I knew there was a habitat around here, but I didn't know it would come down to the house. Wait. I'll take care of it soon."

"Damn it…"

Dad stared at Axion as if to kill him.

As soon as we left, he seemed angry that he had put me in danger.

"Princess."

"Ung?" 

"Stay right here, don't move. You can't come out. Don't even put your head out."

"Wait! Dad, where are you going?"

Without a moment to catch him, Dad opened the door and jumped out.

"You shield the carriage. If my daughter gets hurt, you'll die."

"You personally? You don't have to."

"How long do I have to wait until you catch each of them?"

My dad, gritting his teeth, pulled the sword off Axion's waist.

"D, Dad? Daddy!"

I was too scared to open the door, so I began shouting while pressing my cheeks against the window like a steamed bun.

"Dad!!!" 

Dad jumped toward the monster wolves, who seemed to be around thirty, with only a sword hanging out of his hand.

The knights who followed him were just watching.

"Hey, there? Uncle! You have to help him! Why are you just watching? H, how can my dad catch it all by himself!"

I tapped on the window and asked Axion.

Then he glanced at me and murmured.

"…He will catch it all by himself." 

"W, what are you—" 

That moment.

Dad swung his sword.

He drew a horizontal line and swung once, making it look like he was cutting through the air.

'What?'

And at the same time—.

The monster wolves, who were approaching from afar at a frightening speed, stopped all at once.

I was bewildered at the sight as if the video had stopped.

'W, why did they suddenly stop? They didn't even get hit with the sword?'

The question was immediately resolved.

"Oh my." 

The monster wolves, who had stopped for exactly three seconds, split in half, as if he had cut the space between them, and fell to the ground, bleeding out.

"W, w, what happened…" 

I rubbed my eyes again in disbelief.

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I kept my mouth open as I slowly looked at the knights outside. However, I was the only one who was surprised. —Am I really the only one who was surprised? Why are they all so calm?

"I told you to protect her with a shield, so why are you just standing there doing nothing?"

As if coming back from a light walk and loosened his shoulders, my dad made a frightening remark to Axion. 

"When Enoch Rubinstein raised his sword, the fight would have been over in a few seconds. What a waste of mana."

"This punk really." 

My dad frowned and grabbed Axion by the collar as he rode on his horse.

"Whoo." 

My dad soon let out a sharp sigh, put the sword back in Axion's sheath, and got into the carriage. 

"D, d, dad…." 

"Princess, don't look at something like that."

I could almost see the monster wolves' corpses through the window of the moving carriage, but luckily my dad closed my eyes and pulled the curtains. 

I swallowed my saliva and slowly grabbed my dad's hand and lowered it.

'W, what did I see? I think he's more amazing than I think? James Brown, who hid his power….'

Dad had a look of insignificance as if catching 30 monsters at once was like chasing a flying bug. 

'I see. That's why you're the main character.'

The power of the world's strongest person can only be seen in texts, but the difference was enormous when I actually saw it. It was only when I saw my dad's performance with my own eyes that I realized it—an aristocrat born of a prestigious family that has produced only the highest-ranking people with power. 

The only sword master in the empire. 

A silver wolf on the battlefield, a soldier of one hundred victory—. The main character's true potential has been described 5,000 times as 'existence outside the standard'!

"Princess, my daughter, what's wrong with your expression? Were you very scared?"

"N, no. I was a bit surprised…."

"It's okay, about Daddy, you know. Come here." 

I swallowed my saliva again in my dad's arms, who held me tightly and caressed my back as if it were a treasure. 

'Isn't this a sharp rise in status?'

My heart beat faster when I finally saw my dad's hidden power. Because I became the daughter of the world's strongest person overnight—.

* * *

Rise in status overnight!

"Wow. It's soft."

For the first time in my life, I felt the texture of the finest clothes I've ever worn.

This is the Warp Gate Room in the southern El Pasha temple.

 As soon as we arrived, I changed into a white priest's robe with a cape that baby priests wear. 

'Because I can't wear common clothes to the Capital.'

Again, this is a terrible way to look at the world because, in reality, the commoners are treated like slaves. 

The priests at the temple gave me a priestly outfit before I left because there are so many nobles in the Capital. 

"Baby, baby."

"Yes!"

The orange-haired Paladin uncle, Philip, called me.

"How old are you?"

"Why are you asking such a stupid question? Sir Enoch has been gone for seven years, so she is now seven years old."

"No, I'm asking because she's too small to be seven."

Uncle Philip and Uncle Ben quarreled.

While I waited for my dad in the gate room, I got to know these two uncles quite a bit. 

"It's true, I'm seven years old." 

"By any chance, did Sir Enoch starve you?"

"No." 

I shook my head. 

"Have you ever been scolded? You're afraid of your Dad, right?" 

"How does it feel when your Dad is mad? Have you ever been hit?"

The two of them were very interested in me, but somehow they all had similar questions. Like am I afraid of my Dad, have I been scolded and more—.

"When did I get scolded by Dad?"

I managed to say it after searching through the memories of being scolded that I couldn't think of.

"When I hid broccoli underneath egg, and when I was caught brushing my teeth after eating chocolate secretly…." 

"Wow, she's still a kid. Is that possible? As expected, he scary."

"Of course. There's no way if Enoch Rubinstein, even if she were his child, will let it go?" 

"…He only says don't do it to me." 

Philip and Ben's eyes widened at my comment.

"Is that all?" 

"Is he not going to hit you?" 

"Yes, I'm not scared of my dad. I've never been beaten or scolded."

They both looked at me in disbelief.

"But uncles, is my dad that scary?"

When I asked, Philip and Ben shuddered as if they remembered my dad from seven years ago. 

"You know, Sir Enoch…." 

Philip, who was squatting, swallowed his saliva and whispered in my ear. 

"…He tears the bear with his bare hands."

"Yes??"

"Have you ever seen a bear?"

I shook my head.

Ben was confused when he saw me shaking my head and thinking.

"Never? Actually, Xenon is a perfect place to live in hiding… However, it's pretty dangerous. There are a lot of mountains and wild animals… It's been famous for a long time."

"Huh? No, it's not. Our village is not dangerous at all. It's a great place to live in—" 

As I was talking, I suddenly remembered what Uncle Joe had said. 

"Haha! James and his daughter are such a blessing, blessing! You don't know how much better it's been since you two came here! In winter, the bears gave me a headache, but after James came, the seeds dried in time, so somehow I couldn't even see my nose…" 

N, no way. Did Dad tear it up beforehand?

I swallowed my saliva with a pretty reasonable doubt.

"Anyway, I'm really scared of your dad. He tear the bear with his bare hands and beat the demonic beast."

"That's right.  Even from five thousand steps away, the demonic beasts recognize your father and go wild. He's not the silver wolf on the battlefield for nothing."

As I listened to Philip and Ben, I thought about my dad fighting on the battlefield.

I've read it dozens of times in the text, but it's even more terrifying in reality—.

"How cold is he, how cold. It was a tough boss to get along with."

"Still, wasn;t he close to the commander?" 

The two of them glanced back at each other.

A little further away, Axion was watching the Warp Gate.

"Sir Enoch, he tried to kill the commander earlier, right?"

"Right. If I did something wrong, I'm sure I would have been killed."

The two kept whispering.

"Even so, there is such a thing as a friendship, isn't it too much?"

"Hey, can you see anything in that situation? He's threatening him with his daughter." 

"It's because he really surprised." 

Ben swallowed his saliva and looked at me.

"Even though she's a daughter, does it make sense for 'that' Enoch Rubinstein to lose his temper like this?" 

"Well, honestly, I didn't expect that we'd be able to find Sir Enoch and take him away like this, right? So!"

Phillip grabbed my hand.

"Thank you so much. If we had returned empty-handed, it would have been really bad."

"That's right. Either we died there by Sir Enoch's hand, or we came back without any results and died in His Majesty the Emperor."

"Ahem. Well." 

I felt my shoulders go up for some reason.

"If you've seen Sir Enoch in the past, I'm sure you'll understand why we're doing this?"

"Ehem. A time when no woman dared to command that Enoch Rubinstein—"

Just as the uncles' stories were about to start again.

There was a sign of the gate room door opening. It seems that my Dad had arrived.

Ben and Philip, who were sitting in front of me, quickly turned around and got up. 

And when I was happy to run to my dad—.

'Oh my.'

I was surprised. 

My Dad, no, I mean Enoch Rubinstein, I finally meet the 'main character.'

"Wow, ah."

His strong body was wrapped in sacred silver armor. As well as a blue cloak that fell over one shoulder and was the symbol of a knight. It's a great match for his silver hair and blue eyes—.

'L, look at the pose?'

It was the appearance of the Paladin itself! 

The momentum felt from the sharp eyes and tightly closed lips was so great that I even heard hallucinations. It feels like a magnificent BGM that properly mixes the urgency of the battlefield with the sacredness of the Paladin is automatically playing in my ears—.

'Even if I hadn't read the book, I would know that he is the main character.'

Maybe I wasn't fooled for 7 years, but I just didn't notice it.

"Lilith."

"Ung." 

It was awkward when my dad walked up to me, so I swallowed my saliva and took a step back.

Dad couldn't take his eyes off me for some reason and looked down at me—. Then he put his hands in my armpits, lifted me into the air, and said.

"…Angel?" 

"Ung?" 

"Unbelievable. This is crazy. You were an angel…It turned out that our princess was actually an angel."

"Ah."

I looked down at my priestly outfit and realized immediately.

That my dad's silly comments will start.

"D, Dad, wait a minute."

Please don't!

Before I could stop him, my dad put me on his arm, made a fuss, and looked behind me. 

"Little angel, where are your wings? Huh? Where did you hide it?"

Ah…

"Oh my. Lilith, princess. my treasure. You are my angel."

Dad muttered something that sounded like he was crying, and then he turned his eyes down and stuck out his lips.

"My daughter is so pretty, but Dad always makes you wear rags every day—. Daddy is sorry. I was wrong."

"No, it's not rags…."

Dad rubbed my cheek hard with his forehead. 

At that time, everyone's eyes were on us. 

'Ah, I'm doomed.'

Everyone's face was astonished as if they couldn't believe what they saw. Their mouth was wide open, and their pupils were shaking helplessly.

'The scary, quiet, and cold image of a silver wolf on the battlefield—'

Caught by my father who kissed me as if he was going to suck my cheeks, I could not resist and stretched helplessly.

"S, stop—" 

Even Axion, who had barely said anything, could be seen with his mouth wide open in the distance.

He shook his head and muttered while turning his eyes away as if he hadn't seen anything.

"That's a bit harsh…"

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Axion stood in front of the warp gate with his cape flapping as if he didn't want to hear any more of the silly comments. 

"Don't delay and let's go right away."

My dad kept looking at me with a big smile like he wasn't shy at all. 

"My baby. Kiss. Um."

"Stophh itt." 

As I watched the Paladin uncles passing through the gate one after another, I pushed my dad's lips, who kept kissing me. Meanwhile, we passed the warp gate. 

"Ugh." 

And I was amazed to instantly experience the magic of unfolding a completely different space. 

High ceilings.

Sacred murals.

Magnificent pillars.

And each of the priests' holy faces showed surprise.

'M, magic is the best, really.'

It was the gatehouse to the capital's Temple of Pavil. 

"Sir Enoch."

The white-haired grandpa in the middle of the priests stepped forward.

"You really are back."

"It's been a while, High Priest."

When my dad returned, the high priest's grandpa and all the young priests standing behind him looked surprised. And the existence of me, the daughter of Enoch Rubinstein, in my dad's arms. 

"May the blessings of Primera be with you." 

The high priest, who looked at me blankly, said hello and hurriedly moved away. Then my dad swung past them as if there was nothing else to see. The bewildered priests followed behind my dad like subordinates. 

"Excuse me… Sir Enoch, are you going home right away?"

"Shouldn't the return ceremony be held casually?" 

"We were informed that you might come back, so we prepared it…." 

Dad turned around before leaving the door.

"Aren't there going to be a return ceremony at the imperial family anyway? I'll see you then. Today's trip is long and I'm worried that my daughter will be tired."

The priests, who had only looked at me briefly before, then looked at me directly. 

It was all an interesting look. Well, that's understandable.

Enoch Rubinstein suddenly disappeared and returned seven years later with his daughter, who had disappeared with him seven years ago. So perhaps, for the time being, it was clear that everyone, not just the temple, would pay attention to me. 

As a quick-witted child, I politely put my hands together toward the priests and then said the greeting I learned right away.

"May the blessings of Primera be with you…."

The priests were astonished and moved.

"Ooh, thank you!"

"May the blessing of Primera be with the princess as well!"

* * *

As soon as I left the temple in the middle of the capital, I was right in the middle of the city. 

"W, whoa…" 

After spending my entire life in a small village in the southern mountains, the scenery of the Capital Pavil was a fresh shock.

"There are so many people."

Stone buildings that are tall and stylish are stacked next to each other. And it was crowded with people dressed in various outfits. Even well-managed famous horses who move beautifully across the city pulling colorful carriages—.

"Baby, see you later."

"Lilith. take care." 

"Ung. Goodbye, uncles."

It's time for officials to leave work after completing their duties. I waved to Philip and Ben, who greeted me separately. 

"Don't go anywhere else and go home right away." 

"How long do you think it will take us to get to Capital? Hurry up." 

Axion returns with disapproving eyes at my dad, who is waving his hand as if annoyed—. Finally, my dad and I were the only ones left in the busy Capital.

"Uhm, princess."

"Ung." 

"Are you really not going to ride a carriage?"

"Ung." 

"You have to walk for 15 minutes to get home? Your legs will hurt, should I hug you?" 

"Phew, dad. Dad kept carrying me around, so I forgot how to walk. Now I want to walk. Let's walk. I want to see the Capital." 

"Yeah, of course. Can you tell me right away if your leg hurts instead?"

"Okay."

I grabbed my dad's hand and started walking through the city in the late afternoon. 

'Now, it's just the beginning. Let's be alert.'

I had a very big accident that made it impossible for the original work to begin before it even began, so I had to pick up the pieces. 

'I have to proceed with the original no matter what. So the first thing to do is….'

"Hello, Paladin. The glory and grace of Primera…." 

"Stop." 

"Thank you all the time. Primera's high…." 

"Enough." 

…Right, I should have just taken a carriage. I tried to think while walking, but the annoying and tiring situation had repeated about 10 times already.  No matter where they are from, nobles and commoners bow down to my dad. 

It was because of my dad's blue cloak, which symbolized the 'Dos' class. 

'I knew it, but it's too much. What kind of country is this? Why are you kneeling down on the street and saying hello?'

It was crazy.

But if it weren't for a novel with a worldview that broke people's sense of human rights—.

'The main character would not have caused a revolution, nor would I have used it as the subject of a dissertation.'

I began to think again, pressing my temples with my tiny fingers.

'So the first thing I have to do is…!'

Find another main character, Cheshire, and let him meet my Dad. 

Because my dad can't change this deeply rooted evil empire on his own. Because Cheshire's help was vital.

Then, Cheshire Rubinstein.

Who is he?

1. Class, Dos.

2. The Captain of the Swordsman Knights of the 'Dos Magic Swordsman Knight.'

3. Magic Swordsman, Swordmaster, and Rubinstein's Young Master.

4. In terms of setting, the strongest two-top worldview along with Enoch Rubinstein.

5. Slow blow fist. 

6. Originally, he was abused as an illegitimate child of a certain noble family, and by chance, he caught Enoch Rubinstein's eye and was adopted as an adopted child. 

'The problem is how to make the reason look like it happened by chance!'

The first encounter between my dad and Cheshire is unknown because it doesn't appear in the novel. But since his daughter is still alive, it's likely that my dad won't be interested in Cheshire anymore. Therefore, it's my job to set up a meeting between the two.

'It's like looking for a needle in the desert.'

I feel despair as I look around the overpopulated city.

Then—.

"Dad?" 

It was weird because it was quiet, and my dad's eyes looked elsewhere.

It was a dark alley across the street.

"What's wrong? What is there?" 

Dad looked down at me for a moment, smiled, and moved on.

"It's nothing. Let's go."

"Wait." 

I, the quick-witted child, caught my dad to stop.

"What happened there?" 

"No, just. It seemed like there was a fight. Anyway, we don't have to worry about it because the security guard is on patrol. Let's go, princess."

"Who fights over there? Shouldn't we stop it?" 

"That's true, but our princess shouldn't be in danger for no reason."

"…." 

I was speechless. Because the Enoch Rubinstein I know is not one who would have overlooked this situation.

'I am the problem, I am the problem. Phew.'

I realized that I was a big problem for the main character's sense of justice. 

"Don't do that and let's check it. Ung? Dad's so strong, it'll be fine." 

"Is that so?" 

He felt uneasy, as expected, so my dad quickly grabbed my hand and headed to the alley. 

And the moment I entered.

"Huh!" 

I shut my mouth at the unexpected sight. 

If it was this novel, I thought it was obvious that those in power were harassing those without power—.

However, surprisingly, it was children. To be exact, children who were middle school students were mercilessly beating one elementary school student.

"Y, you what are you doing!" 

The five kids all turned around at the same time.

I shouted in anger. 

"T, this punk!" 

The silence fell for a moment. My dad, who was about to intervene, looked down at me with wide eyes.

'Oops.'

It was a little uncomfortable for a 7-year-old girl to say. 

"K, knight? Hello. The glory and grace of Primera…."

"Stop." 

The boy in the middle saw my dad's blue cape and immediately fell on his stomach in shame.

"What are you doing?"

"Ah! I'm sorry if I made a fuss. Because that commoner doesn't say hello—"

"D, do you beat someone for not saying hello? And even kids?"

The kid got angry and looked at me blankly and said. 

"Uh… Priest? But I'm an Octava though?" (*Octava: 4th rank among the 6 powerful ranks)

"Whoa." 

I was so dumbfounded.

"…No, if you people with power, can you beat people like this?" 

"…."

"…." 

The silence fell again.

The children just stared at each other.

'Can we beat him? Of course, we can beat him.'

I laughed.

In this terrible view of the world, this happens all the time. If that commoner really didn't greet them, the one at fault is, sadly, the commoner. A situation in which a group did violence, but the people who did it were not guilty at all. It was because they were people with power and noble.

Dad stepped forward on my behalf when I was speechless.

"Don't make a fuss and go."

"Y, yes!" 

"The glory and grace of Primera—!" 

"Go!"

"Ah, yes!"

There's nothing my dad can do either.

It's like grabbing a random person and asking, "Why are you breathing?" As if there was nothing to say—.

It was definitely a crime, but it was just a situation like breathing.

'A real revolution is urgently needed, dad.'

It was very bitter to feel the reality of this dark worldview.

"The capital is a really great place to live…."

As I mumbled sarcastically, my dad knelt down in front of me. Then, he touched my cheek with a dark expression and opened his mouth.

"Princess, you know."

"Oh, wait!"

I remembered the kid who was beaten.

I hurriedly ran.

"Are you okay? uh, whoa! Blood—" 

The boy got up without a fuss and used his hand to wipe his mouth, which had been hit. Then he looked at me with an expressionless face.

Beautiful red eyes.

But his eyes were empty, like a person whose life had no meaning.

'I, is this the kind of eyes that can come out at this age?'

I sighed and looked through the priest's uniform I was wearing to wipe off the blood first. I had the rabbit handkerchief that my dad had bought me.

"Excuse me, you know. Let's start with the blood here—ah!" 

Tak! 

As I put the handkerchief to the boy's mouth, he hit my hand hard with his hand. I grabbed the back of my hand and stared blankly at the boy. There was no expression on his face, but I could tell what mental state he was in.

It looks like a cat with its fur standing up and on guard—.

"S, sorry…Sorry for the sudden touch. I'll leave it here."

I carefully placed the handkerchief on the boy's thigh. He didn't move and just stared at me. I was looking at a boy like that and suddenly.

'Huh?'

It wasn't until later that I was surprised by his overall appearance. 

It was strange. 

'I feel sorry to think about this when I saw a child who was just getting hit, but—'

I think he looks handsome? 

Once you see it, you will never forget it. I wondered if it was even possible to make such a clear impression at such a young age. And even—.

'Black hair, red eyes.'

I stumbled while covering my mouth, fell backward, and fell on my buttocks. 

"Lilith!"

I looked back at my dad's startled voice. Likewise, I see the amazingly handsome face of my dad. I remembered the strict rule I had promised not to forget.

'There is no such thing as a handsome extra.'