I Adopted A Villainous Dad

And a type of monster that was hitting Melkiade.

I didn't know if it would happen in the future or that it was just my imagination.

'I'm glad that I got there in time, anyway.'

Fortunately, thanks to Ludwig and the Holy Sword, daddy was saved.

I didn't know if it will happen until I arrived.

'This was where Melkiade almost lost his eye.'

The place where Melkiade's face was scarred with a long scar, seemed to be here.

Fortunately, I got here in time so it was clean without a scratch. Thanks to that, she lost her so-called "middle-aged man" later, but daddy still has his perfect beauty.

This is the equivalent exchange for taste!

"It seems that they have cleared up all the monsters around the cathedral."

"Sir Ludwig, you're amazing. You're truly a Holy Knight."

"Oh, no. Sir Kalian is more than capable of dealing with the monsters."

While Kalian and Ludwig praised each other, I finished writing a letter to priest Aiden from the Vatican cathedral.

"You'll be in touch with him, at least in a week."

"Wow, that's great."

The method of sending letter taught by priest Aiden was great. With this, we can send and receive letters even if we are far away.

"Old man, you can't do this magic?"

"It may seem easy, but it takes a huge amount of divine power."

"Really?"

It looked so easy.

It was simply a magic of sending letters as birds or animals were sent to the destination, which, unlike what it looked like, was a high-level magic.

"For example, the divine power would not be a problem, but it would be a problem if you don't know where to send the letters."

I laughed at priest Aiden's words.

"Old man, old man."

Priest Aiden listened to me. I asked carefully as I looked at the other people's work.

"Can monsters even speak?"

"The monsters?"

"Yes."

I nodded and Priest Aiden answered me with a very strange look on his face.

"I've never heard of a monster talking."

"Really?"

"The monster is a scum of malice. He's not intelligent, so he can't even speak."

"Is that so?"

So what was that voice I heard?

'Save me…' That's what it said.

The monster howled like that as it was torn by Ludwig's Holy Sword. Later when I asked Ludwig, he said that he didn't hear anything.

What he heard was just the grotesque screams of the monster.

'Is it just me?'

This is the first time I've ever experienced this.

This never happened in the novel.

It wasn't even Priscilla's ability, so I was just wondering.

"What is it?"

I left Priest Aiden and came back to Luciana as he was busy taking care of the cathedral's repairs.

"Lucy, is Dad all right?"

"Yes. Fortunately, he's fine."

Maybe it's because my expression didn't change , Luciana asked me.

"Would you like to go see him?"

"Okay."

I thought I'd have to see it for myself if he's okay. Holding Luciana's hand, we went to the room where Melkiade is resting.

The guard, who was guarding the door, greeted me as soon as he saw me and left.

I peeped my head through a crack in the door and saw the room. Melkiade, who was leaning against the bed, saw me.

"Can I come in?"

Melkiade laughed as I leaned against the door and asked him.

"Come here."

I immediately went inside.

When I walked into the room, there was no chair for me to sit on. But I still got a place to sit!

I climbed onto the bed and sat right next to Melkiade.

"Daddy, are you all right?"

I carefully reached out and touched Dad's forehead. There was no fever.

"No, it hurts."

"It hurts?! Where are you hurt?"

I was surprised and opened my eyes wide, and Melkiade showed me his arm, expressionlessly.

"Faster! Where are you hurt?"

I clutched my dad's arm in a hurry. There was no apparent trauma. Did he suffer internal injuries because he was attacked by a monster?

"Amel will heal it for you."

How does a "Healing prayer" works?

First, I have to be calm.

"This little one asks you to lend me your power, a miracle of remarkable recovery."

I learned it, but it was my first time using it in real life. The light from my fingertips went into Dad's arm.

It won't hurt anymore, will it?!

I looked at Melkiade in anticipation, Melkiade was looked at me, still frowning.

"Are you still hurt? Daddy? What should I do? I did what I learned. Why didn't you get better?"

I was restless when suddenly Melkiade burst into laughter.

"……?"

Why is he laughing all of a sudden?

Did he finally lost his mind?

I stared blankly at Melkiade laughing and slowly realized what had happened.

Damn!

'You made fun of me!'

"Daddy, you're not hurt!"

"No, it hurts."

"Don't lie!"

"I'm not lying."

"I won't be fooled!"

"It really hurts."

He said that with a smile, he didn't even look sick. I hit him hard.

"That's too much. I was so surprised to think you were really hurt."

When I cried, Melkiade's expression changed.

"Were you surprised?"

I nodded sharply to Melkiade's question.

"……Sorry."

He muttered in a low voice.

I thought my ears heard it wrong.

'Did Mel just apologized!'

Mel doesn't know how to apologize.

I was so surprised that I opened my eyes wide. Melkiade raised the corners of his mouth and laughed. It was a horribly enchanting laugh.

"Since, You apologized, so I'll let it go."

As I answered in a playful  manner, Melkiade smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, My Lady."

Melkiade, who put his lips on the back of my hand just like a man who would do it to his lady, laughed again. I am still sulky.

"But it's true that it hurts."

"Huh?"

Melkiade just laughed without saying anything, but I immediately noticed what he was trying to say.

'Curse.'

There was a story about the "curse of blood" he had suffered for all his life.

I stared at Melkiade's face, I reached out my hand and put it against Melkiade's forehead.

"……what are you doing?"

Melkiade asked as if the act of just touching was strange.

"Mommy's hands were weak!"

"What?"

"But Amel isn't Mel's mother, so I'll just sit beside you."

I wish I had possessed Melkiade's mother instead. Then I would have taken good care of him when he was very young, the situation might have been better.

I got upset for no reason.

"Amel's just a saint, so I don't know if she could help."

Melkiade, who was just looking at me, affectionately grabbed my hand which was on his forehead.

"It's all right."

"Really?"

"It's all right."

Melkiade smiled, putting my hand around his cheek.

"Your hands are really weak. "

It was a lie, but I wanted to believe it, so I decided to just believe it.

The star-like golden eyes stared at me. But his eyes seemed to be detached as if he were looking at a stone by the side of the road.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

I shook my head.

"I'm not scared."

"Really?"

"Should I be scared?"

"No."

Melkiade twisted his lips and laughed.

"Don't be afraid."

I nodded seriously, and Melkiade couldn't stand as it was so funny and laughed.

It was then.

The door of the bedroom opened and Kalian rushed in.

"Your Majesty! Lord Berict!"

What is he talking about?

"Uh, uh…"

Looking at Melkiade's place on the bed, he had stopped talking. He blinked his eyes and seemed to be extremely embarrassed.

"What's going on? What's all this fuss about?"

When Melkiade asked him sharply, who seemed to be annoyed for being interrupted, it was only then that Kalian came to his senses.

"Your Majesty, Lord Berict has arrived."

* * * * *

Melkiade had three knights in addition to his escorts, who were always with him.

Among them, there were some of the best knights, and these four people were called.

The four knights of Melkiade.

One of them is the knight of ice, Lord Berict.

"It's been awhile, Your Majesty!"

The silver gray hair and his soft eyes were very impressive.

"Why are you so late?"

"Sorry, Your Majesty. There was a matter I had to do on the way."

While Melkiade was talking to Berict, I watched the elite troops Berict had brought in.

'Huh?'

There, I also saw the prisoners he brought with him, I opened my eyes wide.

'Why is he here?'

I could tell as soon as I saw him.

Black, glossy velvet hair and purple crystal eyes that glows like starlight.

'The Hero.'

His features were so firm that I couldn't recognize him.

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