I'll Protect the Tyrant Daddy! (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 14
The next day. News arrived of the mysterious deaths of the Academy Director and Rilmi, the disciplinary officer.
Moreover, the North Spire was abuzz with excitement over the news that Father had been named heir and restored to his earldom.
Thus, I was able to take a break from my lessons.
‘That’s odd. They were supposed to wander the maze until right before death—not die this quickly.’
I wondered if something had gone wrong with the illusion magic, but I didn’t feel particularly sorry about those crude villains’ deaths. After all, I had no time to spare worrying about them.
This was a moment of crisis—tension so high it could snap at any second!
Wasn’t it possible that Axel might storm in at any moment upon hearing Father had become heir?
‘Wait, am I really facing the final boss this soon? I don’t even have a weapon! Is it true that extras like us only get a bad ending?’
Left alone in the North Spire with the Muscular Maids, I sank into the sofa with hollow eyes. The maids, overjoyed that Father had been chosen as the Mirmod heir, began chattering excitedly.
“Miss Cien, congratulations! It seems the Duchess plans to gift you a new mansion! You’ll soon have a lovely room all your own!”
“Th-then does that mean… we’ll get to serve the young lady too?!”
The maids kept talking eagerly, as if their dialects had suddenly burst forth.
Even as they spoke, their sharp, gleaming eyes made me shrink back slightly.
They were clearly on my side—so why did they seem so scary…?
‘Still, these Maid Sisters really intend to stay with me for life.’
My heart softened like it was wrapped in a warm blanket.
I should give them carrots to make them like me even more, right?
These were powerful maids who’d fearlessly beaten the Academy Director’s henchmen without worrying about repercussions. Having them on my side would surely bring good fortune.
I smiled brilliantly like the sun and tapped their steel-hard arms lightly.
“Hey, when I grow up, I’ll build a muscle training room in the mansion for you!”
At my heartfelt promise, the maids’ eyes widened in astonishment.
“My, my goodness!”
“It must be my birthday today…”
“Hey, don’t cry! You’ll lose muscle if you do!”
Watching them so happy, I sighed deeply inwardly.
They had no idea—our fate was drawing ever closer to death!
‘All three heir candidates are dangerous, but Axel is especially power-hungry. He’ll surely wrap up the war quickly and return.’
In the novel, the great villain Axel Mirmod appears as the heir of the villainous ducal house.
He purged every Mirmod clan member who stood in his way through a bloody succession war.
Since our Father has now become heir…
Our names must have proudly topped Axel’s first purge list.
‘I knew I’d eventually clash with Axel over power—but I never expected it this soon.’
Axel.
A bloodthirsty killer who adores violence, and worse… a depraved, despicable scum with filthy tastes.
‘How can I possibly defeat that bastard?’
I bit my lip hard, recalling the original protagonists’ training methods and the locations of high-tier artifacts mentioned in the story.
I, Cien Mirmod—five years old, currently occupying the villainous ducal house indefinitely.
Fortunately, my gamble against the Academy Director succeeded.
Now, it was time for another gamble. I couldn’t just sit around wallowing in despair.
I removed the pink woolen gloves the Maid Sisters had knitted for me with great care, then whispered toughly like a noir film protagonist.
“I’ll go all in… double or nothing.”
Seeing my serious expression, the Maid Sisters tilted their heads in confusion.
“Yes?”
I leaned forward sharply, my gaze as cold and threatening as solid ice.
“We’ll bury that scoundrel.”
First, I needed a shovel to bury the one who’d oppose me and torment our kind Father and me. And I’d even prepare a nice, rounded burial mound for him.
And to do that, the very first thing I must do was, of course!
I declared with an extremely menacing look.
“I’ll go see Harmony.”
“Of course!”
“You must really adore your Grandmother, being such a sweet little one!”
…It wasn’t that I liked Grandmother—it was simply part of my plan.
In other words, I was about to launch Operation: Charm the Grandmother.
‘I, Cien Mirmod, have everything figured out.’
“She favors you so much despite having little influence herself.”
“No wonder—you’re such an innocent child.”
Contrary to their thoughts, I wasn’t innocent at all—I was a calculating child.
There’s a difference between someone who’s tasted real power and someone who hasn’t.
Though the clan’s powerholders might dismiss Duchess Lukella, she held considerable potential, and I had much to learn from her.
Honestly, it was fortunate that most of the clan’s children and heirs overlooked this fact.
‘Silly maids. But do I really look that innocent?’
I seriously contemplated as I watched them.
Was I really not threatening enough? I thought I’d look absolutely terrifying—like a gazelle before a stag.
‘I’ll puff up my plump cheeks like a poisonous pufferfish!’
I widened my eyes and filled my cheeks with air until they were round and taut. When the maids finally met my fearsome expression, their eyes grew huge.
“Our little miss is just too adorable—so sweet and charming!”
Phew…
I thought inwardly.
It’s no use. It’s completely useless.
I’ll probably look scarier once I’m a bit older!
Still, I wasn’t going to see Grandmother just to act cute. I intended to gather intelligence first about the Mirmod succession struggle, especially concerning Axel.
‘As the saying goes: Know your enemy and know yourself, and you’ll win every battle.’
The Mirmod clan was filled with villains.
They loved slaughter, tore people apart, and were terrifyingly formidable—capable of flicking away children like me with a mere finger.
Especially Axel Mirmod!
Though I knew roughly what kind of villain he was from the novel, firsthand information from clan members would be different. Besides, I also had a serious request to make to Grandmother.
While I clenched my tiny fist and seriously contemplated the future, the maids began whispering to each other.
“How can she be so cute?”
“She must be thinking about cake—her eyes are sparkling!”
“Maybe candy!”
…Ugh.
“It’s not cake or candy!”
“Oh my, oh dear! Forgive us, little miss!”
These Maid Sisters—everyone but me was so blissfully calm! None of them grasped the gravity of the situation!
But still…
I smiled gently at them, curving my eyes into crescent moons.
Because they were all precious to me.
“Give me cake!”
…Well, I really did want cake, after all!
[This is the timeline separator]When Cien decided to visit the Duchess, Duchess Lukella was already sipping tea with three wives from her closest vassal families.
An elegantly engraved table symbolizing the family crest, exquisite tea sets, and four noble ladies seated in a circle.
Today’s tea-time topics were varied.
There was the messenger hawk Axel Mirmod had sent from the battlefield—its message generally stating he’d wiped out all enemies.
Naturally, the letter showed no trace of proper etiquette; instead, it contained a few mocking lines directed at the Duchess, whose influence had already waned.
Grand Duchess Delphia’s illusion summoning technique was also a topic. Delphia had announced she’d make a grand entrance into the succession race using this technique—unaware that an heir had already been chosen.
Even the incident involving Bandit Molly—a former petty thief of the clan—who had unlawfully occupied a sacred relic…
These were topics normally hushed in polite society tea gatherings.
“Oh, Duchess. The Academy Director died suddenly, didn’t he?”
“I heard he passed away mysteriously in his sleep.”
“Then we must appoint a new one.”
Yet despite their words, the Duchess remained indifferent throughout.
After exchanging glances, the three ladies finally spoke in unison.
“Oh, we heard Lord Matthias has been named heir.”
“That’s right.”
“…And that the Elder Chairman has approved it as well.”
“Yes.”
“Will the Emperor… stay idle?”
“Well, what can we do? He’ll just have to remain still.”
The Duchess replied expressionlessly as she sipped her tea—a strangely detached attitude, considering her own son had just been reinstated.
The clan ladies exchanged looks.
Having served as the Duchess’s closest confidantes for decades—even staying by her side after her fall from power—these “true loyalists” were perceptive despite their discretion.
Clearly, Duchess Lukella seemed to have a particular topic in mind…
Just then, the youngest of the three ladies interjected.
“Oh, I heard Lord Matthias has a daughter—quite clever, they say.”
The other ladies exchanged glances and sighed. Some bit their lips and shook their heads.
Everyone present knew the relationship between the Dowager Duchess and Lord Matthias, the Marquess, wasn’t particularly warm.
Moreover, Matthias’s daughter, Cien Mirmod, was the child of that infamous “villainess” notorious even within the clan.
Though still a child, being the daughter of that woman was undeniably unsettling.
Worse still, that “villainess” was the very woman implicated in the Cult Demon Incident—the reason Matthias had left the clan.
The Cult Demon Incident.
It was the event where Yuela—Cien’s mother and Matthias’s lover—had attempted to summon a demon and failed.
She was dragged to the temple without successfully summoning the demon and met a tragic end.
Matthias couldn’t prevent her death, but afterward… he slaughtered everyone who had reported Yuela to the temple. The public called it the Blood Purge.
It was true the Mirmods committed wicked deeds without pause. But Matthias Mirmod had killed those involved in Yuela’s death in ways too horrific to even speak of.
Surely the Duchess wouldn’t welcome such an unpleasant topic?
“…Matthias’s daughter, you say?”
Duchess Lukella set her teacup down on the table.
Her grip was so rough it was a wonder the cup didn’t shatter with a clatter.
And her breathing—raspy wheezes filled the quiet tea room.
Everyone stared at her in alarm, ready to beg forgiveness at a moment’s notice.
Just as the lady who’d raised the topic began to bow and apologize…
The Duchess’s face brightened like a lamp catching flame, and she spoke eagerly.
“Oh, yes! Has everyone seen the Marquess’s daughter—the little honey jar?”
“Huh? A honey jar?”
“…M-Madam?”
Unlike the flustered ladies, Duchess Lukella added another remark.
“How delightfully… no, recklessly charming that little honey bun is.”
Now it was “honey bun”…?
The youngest lady choked in surprise at the unexpected pet name from Duchess Lukella—who had never shown such affection toward anyone before.
“Hic—hic!”
But who cared if someone choked? The ever-cold, emotionally distant Duchess Lukella had clearly changed her demeanor.
Just how had Matthias’s daughter managed to win over her own grandmother?
“Why are you all so surprised?”
The Duchess’s icy tone snapped them back to their senses.
Yet they still didn’t know—
What kind of reaction they were supposed to show.
Finally, the bravest among them spoke up.
“Y-yes… Miss Cien truly is… extraordinary…?”
“Hmph.”
At her words, the Duchess slightly lifted the corner of her mouth and cleared her throat.
The white-haired elder and the middle-aged woman’s eyes lit up as they read the Duchess’s intent and rushed to flatter her.
“Indeed! The rumors are everywhere—she’s receiving excellent education.”
Of course—it’s only natural for a student to pay attention in class.
“They say she never yields in spirit! Didn’t she stand firm against the slanderous Duke in the garden without flinching?”
At best, she’d merely won a children’s squabble.
“And at only five years old—she speaks so, so well!”
Five-year-olds naturally speak well.
Compared to others, Cien’s outward development was actually delayed due to reincarnation penalties—but those present passionately overlooked this fact.
“Exactly.”
Nodding contentedly as she listened to their flattery, the Duchess declared seriously.
“Listen carefully.”
“Yes?”
All three ladies fixed their eyes on her.
“That child seems to be an unprecedented genius in the Mirmod clan.”
“A… a genius?”
If news of Cien’s encounter with the Academy Director had spread widely, they might have taken the claim seriously.
But the Academy Director who’d orchestrated it had died mysteriously, Matthias had buried the incident, and Cien had kept silent.
Thus, calling Cien a genius at this point made no sense whatsoever.
Yet the Duchess gave a rare smile and nodded.
“Yes—ordinary children her age are still sniffling snot. But that honey bun… seems rather clever.”
She gazed at her teacup and faintly curved her lips.
“Not that I’m particularly fond of her or anything.”
At that moment, the three ladies exchanged secret glances.
Their eyes clearly conveyed: The Duchess adores Cien immensely.
After all, every time she said “honey bun,” her cheeks nearly split from smiling.
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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