I'll Protect the Tyrant Daddy! (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 9
Matthias’s acting was extremely skillful.
For the past five years, he had pretended to be an ordinary farmer for Cien’s education.
It was a double life he had started because he wanted Cien to grow up pure, childlike, and happy—untainted by the wicked Mirmod family.
In other words, he was a professional in this field.
‘Pretending to be kind isn’t easy.’
Unfortunately, however, Matthias didn’t truly know what exactly made a person kind. No matter how thoroughly he studied moral textbooks or inquired about virtuous people, he couldn’t perfectly correct behaviors ingrained in his very bones.
‘Since I tried my best to act good, our daughter always said such reassuring and adorable things.’
Thinking of Cien, whose eyes sparkled with determination to protect her kind father, Matthias felt deeply moved. His educational approach would surely be effective this time as well.
Hearing even the soft sound of Cien slightly opening the door, Matthias instantly put on an innocent, guileless expression.
The Dark Mage gasped and lowered his voice.
“Why suddenly such a frightening look…? Is there a spy coming in?”
Apparently, Cien was the only one who thought his expression looked “innocent and simple-hearted.”
Matthias let out a half-sincere chuckle and said airily,
“I’m thinking of farming potatoes beneath the spire.”
“Huh? Potatoes, all of a sudden?”
“Yes. The market price is decent, isn’t it?”
“Well… if we convert an acre, would it fetch about ten thousand gold? Hmm.”
Matthias replied leisurely,
“Ten thousand gold? That’s really cheap.”
Just saying “ten thousand gold” and “cheap” in the same breath was enough. Outside, Cien—who had been cautiously peeking in—seemed oddly energized.
The door burst open, and Cien rushed in quickly.
“Fatherrrr!”
Watching his daughter charge in with the ferocity of a rhinoceros, Matthias briefly regretted his actions.
He wasn’t scheming to seize power—he’d only tried to show the image of an ordinary commoner father tending his fields… So why was Cien angry?
.
.
.
I clenched my fist—hard as a chickpea—and pounded my chest, thump thump.
“Mister, you’re a fraud!”
Ugh, I’m so frustrated!
Ten thousand gold?!
The man dressed head to toe in black opened his mouth with an aggrieved look.
“A… a fraud?”
Th-that…
Look at that insane acting!
Do you really have to go that far to be a fraud these days? Is the world really this chaotic?!
“Potato prices are rock-bottom lately! Ten gold is more than enough!”
Thanks to Father, I knew crop market rates inside out.
“No, I—”
Seeing his oddly teary-eyed expression, I realized he was a rather clumsy villain. Confident I could drive him off quickly, I deliberately raised my voice even more.
But just then—
“Cien…”
A voice filled equally with panic and sighing came from behind me—Father’s voice.
“…A fraud? What are you talking about? You shouldn’t distrust people, Cien.”
His voice was weak and gentle.
Even after being swindled because he trusted too easily, Father still saw the world as kind!
Oh, come on!
“No, Father! He’s charging ten thousand gold for potatoes! He’s definitely a fraud! This fraud!”
I pressed my round, Doraemon-like hand to the back of my neck. The tension in my neck made me feel dangerously close to hypertension and acute myocardial infarction.
I wasn’t even five yet, and already getting high blood pressure! This was clearly all because of my pushover dad.
“There are so many bad people in the world!”
Father shook his head slowly and said to me,
“Cien, maybe one in a million people might be bad… but this man isn’t one of them!”
“No way! He really is a fraud!”
Ugh, so frustrating! I clenched my fists again and thumped my chest, thud thud.
To think Father remained so trusting of people, even with a fraud standing right before him…
“Huh?”
The mage, who had been glancing between Father and me, finally seemed to grasp the situation.
His eyes widened in shock, and he cried out passionately,
“Lord Matthias, you’re being… cowardly!”
Calling my father cowardly?!
“My dad isn’t cowardly at all! The fraud is the real coward!”
But…
Looking closely, that fraud actually seemed really wronged.
He looked more like someone who’d get scammed himself.
When I paused briefly, Father quickly cleared his throat.
“Ahem, ahem… For now, please leave.”
“Oh, y-yes… I’ll contact you again later.”
The fraud hurriedly stood up and fled.
“Mister, if you ever show your face in front of my dad again, you’re dead!”
So… was this a happy ending after all?
Watching the fraud dash away like an arrow, I covered my mouth with my hand and giggled.
‘Phew, another villain defeated today.’
Glaring at the villain’s oddly lonely retreating figure, I told Father,
“Don’t ever contact him again!”
“Understood. Thank you, Cien.”
I stared straight at Father.
He looked strangely flustered. Well, nearly getting his nose stolen while wide awake must’ve been quite upsetting!
‘Scamming my kind-hearted dad?’
“Remember what you said before, Father?”
“Hmm?”
“You donated to the man selling steamed buns! Said he looked pitiful!”
“Oh… Right, Cien, there was that time.”
“You bought a hundred buns at once and paid him a huge wad of cash… Ugh, my head hurts just thinking about it.”
Father couldn’t possibly not know the price of steamed buns.
He just gave endlessly to people because he was too kind. Watching my naive, innocent father, I ground my teeth in frustration.
At this rate, trying to protect my kind dad will make my cotton-candy pink hair and baby teeth fall out!
‘Looks like I’ve got something to do before I even mention going to the library.’
I spoke seriously to Father.
“Okay. Father, I need to sit right here.”
“On the desk?”
Father looked puzzled for a moment, then quickly moved the books aside from the desk. He lifted me up and placed me on top.
‘Our dad really is strong!’
Truly the son of a farmer. Though our eye levels still didn’t quite match… I smiled sweetly and patted Father’s head.
“Father.”
“Hmm?”
“Open your eyes like this. Triangular.”
“Triangular… eyes?”
The problem was Father’s jet-black, go stone-like eyes—infinitely kind and pure-looking.
Or… was it his neatly combed black hair, flawless down to the last strand?
Or perhaps his ever-gentle smiling eyes and lips?
All in all, Father looked extremely, extremely kind and innocent—precisely the type who’d naturally attract fraudsters!
‘That’s why bad guys think he’s an easy mark…’
If someone like Axel shows up, he’ll surely underestimate our kind father and even knock him down in the first move.
Therefore, before the family’s shadow players officially start the succession struggle!
Before fraudsters swarm around Father!
I, Cien Mirmod, must thoroughly train my father!
“Yeah! Copy me!”
I stretched my chin downward and rolled my eyes up as hard as I could.
Seeing my expert demonstration, Father’s eyes went wide with surprise.
“Are you showing me something cute to cheer me up, Cien?”
“…”
Our father’s problem is that he’s way too naive.
Alright, failure…
But I’ve got another direct method!
‘Back in our village, there were delinquent older boys—though they disappeared sometime ago… but I learned something fun from them!’
I pursed my lips and made a sound.
“Ptooey!”
“What on earth, Cien…?”
“Pretend to spit.”
The first step toward becoming a fearsome villain.
Threatening public order!
Father tilted his head, looking bewildered.
But this wasn’t the end.
I stood up on the desk. Father watched me anxiously, his lips trembling.
“C-Cien?”
I placed my hands defiantly on my hips and started wiggling my tiny feet on the desk.
“Do this too!”
“You’re… dancing?”
Father’s gentle eyes wavered,
like desert sand grains before a storm.
“No. It’s leg shaking. Super threatening, right? Do it like this, Father!”
But Father only avoided my gaze with a flustered expression and rubbed his face awkwardly.
Oh no… Did I teach her something too scary right from the start?
I gave my most despicably smug smile.
“W-who… who taught you that, Cien?”
“Huh?”
“How can our pure-hearted daughter do something like that?”
I already knew the answer.
But before I could even open my mouth, Father suddenly stood up, lifted me swiftly, and hugged me tightly to his chest.
Then, whispering chillingly into my ear, he said,
“…It must be this family’s fault. They’ve turned our sweetest daughter in the world into this. Right?”
For some reason, a shiver ran down my spine, and I trembled slightly.
It felt a bit strange. My father was incredibly kind, yet sometimes he spoke in an utterly terrifying voice.
And just then, Father slowly murmured,
“I’ll have to purge them all…”
Did I hear him wrong?
There’s no way my gentle father would say “purge.” Then again…
“Serve tea?”
Why “serve tea”…?
When I tilted my head in confusion, Father let out a short sound.
“Oh.”
Smiling softly with his eyes, he continued,
“Yuja-cheong.”
“…Huh?”
“I was thinking of making yuja-cheong, my dear. But why did you come here?”
I couldn’t understand at all why he suddenly brought up yuja-cheong. Maybe he was shaken by nearly being scammed—Father seemed a bit off.
‘Father is good at making all sorts of delicious food, after all.’
But the context felt odd. I gave Father a strained smile.
Did I really start off too harshly?
Today’s “villain lesson” should end here.
I grabbed Father’s arms tightly with my tiny hands and said,
“Daddy.”
“Yes, Cien.”
“I came ‘cause I wanna go to the library.”
Leaving out the part about gaining power at the library, I beamed up at Father with bright, clever eyes.
[This is the timeline separator]Father took me to the library, but that day I had no choice but to return to the spire empty-handed.
Neither using the healing power within the necklace nor researching the family’s famous artifacts was something solvable in just a day or two.
‘It’s fine—we still have time.’
But there were some things I couldn’t tolerate.
During lessons with Leonhardt, the discipline instructor kept tormenting me.
‘Calling me stupid behind my back, tripping me on purpose—why is the teacher so childish?’
A whole week passed with me suffering pointlessly and getting picked on for no reason.
My knees were scraped and nearly bruised, but luckily Leonhardt healed me with a potion before anyone noticed.
It was fortunate—if my silly father found out, he might cry so hard the spire would shake.
After all classes ended, I returned to the library and sighed while flipping through a book titled “How to Handle Advanced Artifacts.”
‘No matter how I look at it, there’s no way to draw out the necklace’s full power.’
I let out a long sigh and put on a serious expression.
‘It says only those of fairy bloodline can unleash its maximum power.’
Fairy bloodline was extremely special.
Descendants blessed by the gods themselves, those of fairy bloodline started ordinary but, after a single awakening, gained perfect beauty and infinite power—especially the daughter of the fairy chieftain.
‘So… as an ordinary human, I can’t use this necklace.’
Fortunately, the one Leonhardt gave me was among the easier-to-obtain fairy necklaces.
Even ordinary people could activate it, to some extent.
“Whew.”
But still, it felt unsatisfying!
“Why the sigh? Is it because of that teacher? He keeps bothering you, doesn’t he?”
Leonhardt, who’d been sitting beside me and watching me closely, asked. Lately, he’d been trailing after me, muttering things like, “Still not dead, huh?”—more a curse than a blessing.
Still, he’d given me the fairy necklace and brought me to the library…
Yet somehow, it didn’t feel helpful.
I looked at him with feigned indifference and said,
“No. But that teacher really hates Cien…”
“Hmm…”
Leonhardt checked his surroundings, confirmed no one was nearby, and spoke cautiously.
“He seems to be plotting something these days.”
I blinked at Leonhardt.
‘So he’s digging a trap to get rid of me?’
Those villains—what good would it do to hurt a tiny kid like me!
I bit my lip hard with my rabbit-like front teeth.
Then Leonhardt said, a bit gruffly,
“Be careful.”
Scratch that—he was helpful after all. He was becoming my excellent eyes and ears.
‘I need power too—to stand against those villains.’
To me, Leonhardt whispered,
“I quietly looked into the Academy Director.”
“…Huh?”
“No child who fell into his hands ever came out alive.”
“Really?”
“Yes. He’s also hostile toward Lord Matthias… He’ll try to break your spirit. Maybe even kill you to send a warning to Lord Matthias.”
“Eep…”
Targeting me just to warn my kind father—truly the Mirmod family’s style. I narrowed my eyes sharply and nodded.
“Then what should I do?”
“Do you know how the children of those who defied the Academy Director died?”
“No. I don’t.”
In a hesitant voice, he asked briefly,
“Have you heard of the Illusion Maze?”
…Illusion Maze?
Illusion Maze. I’d read the original story and roughly knew what it was, but I had to pretend I’d never heard of it—ordinary children wouldn’t know such things.
I widened my eyes as big as possible, then tilted my head and asked,
“What’s that?”
“The method the Academy Director uses to kill children he dislikes.”
For some reason, he looked a bit desperate. I nodded, watching his eyes slightly hidden behind his mask.
“He’ll probably use the same method on you this time.”
“…I see.”
Leonhardt began, emphasizing his words,
“Ordinary children go insane from the illusions… and die.”
Leonhardt was a bit odd.
He wasn’t a second-life like me… So how could he talk about death so casually and plainly?
Shaking off the strange discomfort forming in my heart, I thought to myself,
‘Now’s not the time for sentimentality! If I don’t want to die, I must prepare ahead. The Academy Director’s Illusion Maze, huh!’
At least it was fortunate that I’d be the Director’s target.
Because Father must never fall into the Illusion Maze.
Someone as wicked as this villainous family—like me—should take Father’s place.
I recalled Father’s innocent smile, which only made my heart ache more.
I, Cien Mirmod.
If anyone dares lay a trap in my and Father’s path, I’ll whack them on the back of the head with a shovel and shove them right into it.
Despite my soft, baozi-like round face, I giggled wickedly as dark thoughts filled my mind.
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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