My Daddy Hide His Power

“Oh, I told you to hurry up and come!”

At Oscar’s urging, Enoch came to his senses and followed.

“Where are you going? We don’t know the exact location. But can we still use detection magic?” 

“I’m sure it’s inside this territory.”

After walking for a while, Oscar stopped and swept away the gravel on the flat dirt floor with his toes.

Then he picked up a useful fist-sized rock and began drawing magic formulas on the dirt.

“This takes a while to draw. About 30 minutes? Sit there and wait.”

Oscar gestured as if telling him to go.

However, how can he rest well when someone suffers alone?

Enoch just stood by and watched Oscar.

‘You’re more out of your mind than I am.’ 

Unlike when drawing a movement magic circle, Oscar’s face is quite cautious.

His nervousness was clear from the sweat on his face.

He’s afraid he’ll be late. 

He’s afraid the child might get sick.

Oscar was very worried.

‘Why?’

Enoch was curious.

Why is Oscar so devoted to Lilith?

The reason he turned back time was probably because he felt sorry for the child, but also because Enoch ultimately failed.

So, he tried to make it possible to start again.

He thought the reason was bigger.

But after reading Lilith’s letter, Enoch realized that he had succeeded after all.

So why did Oscar turn back time?

Everything would have been perfect.

Why?

Now there was only one reason.

“Lord of the Wizard Tower.”

The only thing that didn’t exist in the world of peace, Lilith. 

Oscar turned back time only to bring Lilith back to life.

“What? I need to concentrate. If you’re going to talk nonsense, later.”

To the point that it doesn’t matter if everything is crumbled like a sandcastle.

The child’s presence was huge for Oscar.

“My princess…” 

“…”

“What does it mean to you?”

Oscar’s hands, which had been moving quickly, suddenly stiffened.

The meaning?

What does that child mean to me?

“I don’t know.”

Oscar moved his hand again. 

Like a stupid little boy.

An ugly girl who broke everyone’s hearts and was only looking for her father.

“I’m curious, too. It’s not even my child.”

But how could I hate you?

Lilith had been in the pages of his own previous life, almost half a lifetime.

“Why can’t I die and live like this?”

Oscar laughed and murmured.

* * *

Please, I want to stop and wake up.

In this bloody lucid dream.

But as if mocking my wish, instead of waking up, I found myself in the Emperor’s room.

My mother is trembling like an herbivore in front of a wild beast.

I don’t know what to do next to her. 

And the Emperor’s shocked expression.

I realized that my identity had already reached the Emperor’s ears.

“So the royal family’s last name will change.”

The Emperor was silent for a while and said so.

Imperial bloodline, Primera.

If everyone knows my identity, the last name of the royal family will be changed as the Emperor said.

“I can’t… just sit there and watch.”

“….”

“You confirmed your rank to yourself?”

“…Yes.” 

“Selena.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“You are also my loyal subjects and citizens of the empire that I must protect. I.”

For an instant, the Emperor’s eyes sparkled fiercely.

“I don’t want to kill you.”

My mother trembled. 

“Where are you alone? The Marquis, too.”

“….”

“Your son, too.”

Contrary to his gentle tone, he makes cruel threats.

From the moment she revealed my identity, my mother had no choice. 

“Your Majesty, I will keep quiet until I die. Please, please…”

“Ah, there’s nothing to be nervous about. You’re so pitiful.”

The Emperor opened his arms towards me.

I hesitated, but then realized that I had to give the Emperor a hug for my scared mother, so I took a slow step forward.

“I trust you more than anyone else. If I were to use my power to silence you, it would only break our mutual trust.”

The Emperor stood holding me in his arms and spoke to my mother.

This means that he will not use his powers against my mother to keep it a secret. 

The Emperor must have felt burdened because my mother is also Dos.

‘I thought I wouldn’t be more shocked, but I was left.’

My body has lost all its strength.

I just stared blankly at the back of my mother disappearing as if she were running away with her head down.

‘Even though my mother knows everything, the emperor didn’t kill her and he didn’t brainwash her.’

The emperor seemed to know my mother who would do anything for her family. 

Seeing that he doesn’t even suspect that she’s going to break her promise…

‘In reality, my mother didn’t say anything until the end. If she did, Dad would at least know that I was alive.’ 

Is it because the expectations for my mother, who stayed and bothered me, have now disappeared without a handful?

The moment I learned all the facts, apart from being shocked, I felt nothing.

“What’s your name, kid?”

The Emperor smiled kindly and asked.

“…Lilith.”

“Yeah, Lilith. There’s nothing to be afraid of. Do you miss your father?”

“Yes…”

“Then you can do what I tell you to do. Can you do it?”

I mumbled and nodded.

“Someone will come in soon.”

The Emperor pointed to the door.

“Then look at that person and think quietly. From now on, remember carefully what I say and repeat it.”

“….”

“To remain absolutely silent about all facts.”

Silence? To whom?

Listening to the Emperor, I was overcome with an ominous foreboding.

“Unless it is my order, you will not act as you want.”

It means to be subordinate.

The Emperor stroked my head. 

“You just have to order the rest slowly. Be sure to remember these two things and think straight away. Then I’ll send you to your father.”

At the word “dad,” I nodded as if possessed. 

And soon, someone opened the door and came in.

‘Ah.’

It was Oscar.

“…I think the story ended a while ago. Do you have anything more to say?”

When I confirmed with my own eyes what I had vaguely guessed, a helpless laugh escaped me.

The reason why he didn’t do anything.

The reason why he was silent even though he clearly knew something.

“What did I say you should do if you want to see your father again?”

It was because of the shackles I had put on him.

***

The next moment.

I was trapped at the top of the spire of the Emperor’s Palace.

“He..”

A face staring blankly at a window the size of a hand and smiling like an idiot.

I had become an idiot.

‘Mmhm, I see.’

So that I can follow the emperor’s will with just a few words without having to forcibly tie me up or threaten my life.

He seemed to have taken away my ego.

It was a much more efficient method than completely brainwashing and subordinating people.

‘Efficiency? It’s funny that you’re thinking about this catastrophe as efficiency or something.’

I sighed and looked at myself. I grew up a lot after using my powers on Oscar.

“When is Dad coming…?”

The sight of me mumbling was so stupid that I started crying.

“Daddy is not coming, you fool.”

***

When on earth do I wake up?

The painful time passed slowly as I watched the original version of myself become an idiot and trapped in a tower.

‘Is there no skip button? Surely you’re not going to show me every single day of my stay here for ten years, right?’

I sighed.

There was another painful thing.

Suddenly, the door opened and someone came in—.

“Ah, Master. Hello…”

—Oscar.

Of course, he lightly ignored my invisible greeting.

I felt sorry to see Oscar come by every day.

It is clearly visible on his face that he hates me for making a fool of him in an instant.

Oscar would come in with a very angry face, sit silently for hours, and then go back.

***

I cried.

‘I want to stop and wake up now, really…’

Every day has been a painful hell.

And seeing me using my abilities according to the orders of the emperor who visits from time to time.

“Bella.”

I just hate myself until the end.

From some point on, I saw Oscar looking after me with infinitely kind eyes.

Everything, it was really painful.

“Uhm, Sarah?”

“….”

“Ah, enough.”

Oscar looked out the window blankly and tapped my shoulder without responding.

Only then did I look back with a wide smile. Oscar also smiled.

‘What is this, really.’

I couldn’t even tell Oscar my name because I forgot all my memories.

So Oscar called me by a different name every day.

Could it be a name like this?

Will she answer today?

He probably thought so.

“Lilith.”

“Yes!”

“…Now you answer it.”

How did he feel when he saw me responding perfectly?

“Again, again. Look at your long hair. If I collect all of these, I’ll make 100 wigs.”

“He, hehe…”

“Sit down. I’ll cut your hair.”

He scolded me and asked why I always smiled like an idiot.

Still, whenever the emperor visited, he would affectionately cut my long hair.

“Oh, you’re good at it even without using magic. How did you cut it all together?”

“I’ve tried cutting it a lot.”

“Yes?”

Tears welled up as I watched Oscar.

Even if I wipe it off, it keeps going.

“It’s done. It’s pretty.”

Unlike the first time, I don’t feel a single hate in his warm eyes.

Little by little, I was becoming more meaningful to him.

***

How long has it been?

Now I am roughly getting used to it.

‘If I can’t wake up from this, does that mean I’m dead?’

Maybe so.

I watched the fool, no, me, who was busy drawing next to Oscar.

“What is this?”

“O, oh. What is this… carriage!”

“The carriage doesn’t look like this. It doesn’t even have a horse.”

How did I draw it?

I know my terrible painting skills well.

I look at the drawing paper with embarrassment—.

‘Ah?’

—For a moment, I was surprised.

Contrary to what I think, the drawing is not as clumsy as it seems.

But there were things that I would never know now.

A car, an airplane.

It was a carriage and a bird that I, who didn’t know the outside world, imagined and drew.

“It’s not a carriage. It doesn’t look like this. It’s not even a bird. There are no birds that carry people. You name it.”

“T, then this is a car! And this, this is a plane…”

I was more surprised by the answer.

What is it? I was confused for a while.

“It’s a person. Is it your dad?”

“Yess. My Dad.”

Oscar looked at a painting of two people and asked me.

“Is it you next to him?”

“N, no.”

I pointed to Oscar.

At that moment.

I held my breath as I saw his face distorted.

An expression so painful that it is difficult to watch.

Suffering. Sad.

He was pitying me.

That kind of expression.

“M, Master…”

I approached him because I felt so sorry for him, but I couldn’t hold his hand or hug him.

“It’s alright. I’m alright. So, that’s why….”

Oscar just collapsed.

I cried out, hit my chest and sobbed.

“Ah, please. Ah…”

Don’t cry, please.

Because I’m really fine.

“You can do anything, you can do it…”

Oscar knelt in front of me and squeezed his chest.

“Imagine, look… Huh? Please. You, what you thought…”

Pushing the drawing paper in front of my eyes while sitting blankly.

“Imagine going to a happy… place. Huh? There are cars, planes, and yes, there is your father…”

He hopes I get out of this hell.

He begged like crazy.

“Please…”

With his face buried in my lap, he said the same thing over and over again.

“Please, stay alive…”