My Daddy Hide His Power

“…Lord of the Wizard Tower?”

 

“Ah.”

 

Enoch looked puzzled as he watched Oscar move away.

 

“Where are you going? Come here.”

 

Oscar, who came to his senses, hurriedly pointed to the holy relic in Enoch’s hand.

 

“Don’t hesitate, and quickly try to wake her up with that.”

 

“Ah, yeah. We should do that. But…”

 

Enoch was embarrassed. 

 

“I really don’t know how to use this. It’s driving me crazy.”

 

He found the holy relic, but he has no idea how to use it.

 

A blue heart that pulsates as if it were alive.

 

How on earth…

 

“But.”

 

“Eung.”

 

Oscar, who was looking at Lilith seriously, asked.

 

“You won’t regret using this on your child right now?”

 

“What are you talking about? What do you mean by regret?”

 

“An Old Church priest.”

 

…Zadkiel.

 

Lilith said that he would need this holy relic to wake him up when he suffers from holy fever in the future.

 

“Wouldn’t that child be suffering from a holy fever later? He can’t wake up on his own. What are you going to do to wake him up then? Are you just going to let him die?”

 

Enoch paused.

 

When he found out that Lilith had fallen asleep due to the holy fever and the power of the emperor.

 

Without even thinking about what happened next, he headed straight to Oscar.

 

‘Yeah. She said that priests also need this holy relic.’

 

With shaking eyes, Enoch looked at the holy relic and his sleeping daughter.

 

****

 

That time.

 

The priests were forcibly dragging Zadkiel away.

 

“High Priest! I have to join the expedition too! Please let me go with you!”

 

He desperately shouted, but for some reason, Timothy, the high priest of the Pavil Temple, just ignored him with a blue face.

 

<Let me spread my grace across the entire continent as soon as possible.

 

It will strengthen my power and make my servants more bent.>

 

A revelation from God was received by the High Priest, Timothy.

 

It was a voice encouraging war.

 

‘Why on earth did the God who saved the poor sick give such a revelation?’

 

Zadkiel, who was puzzled, soon realized the reason.

 

Two days ago.

 

This is because Lilith, who served at the temple, informed him.

 

“Priest. Actually, I had a dream about God again, that the revelations we received from the High Priest were all lies!”

 

 

How dare you use God’s name to dishonor and trick someone!

 

But fortunately, God also made a revelation through Lilith and showed him a way to solve it. 

 

He must prevent war.

 

Zadkiel was doing as Lilith told him with such a sense of duty.

 

However…

 

“High Priest! please!”

 

“Stay away, priest! The expedition to find a holy relic is not something that just anyone can follow!”

 

“This is a revelation to me directly from God! Who should go but me!”

 

“Hurry and send the priest out!”

 

“High Priest!”

 

Zadkiel was dragged out.

 

Timothy, who looked at the back, soon became contemplative and trembled.

 

His old, thin, bone-stained hands trembled up to his mouth. 

 

Tak, tak.

 

The look on his face as he kept biting his fingernails seemed anxious. 

 

‘What should I do with this? A real revelation trying to expose my fake revelation… What should I do with this…’

 

Timothy, who was shaking, soon got ready.

 

Even the emperor would be disappointed if the fake revelation were revealed. 

 

This situation had to be reported to the Emperor, who had worked together to plan the matter.

 

* * *

 

I’ve been dreaming for so long that I’m losing the concept of time.

 

‘Has it been about 10 years?’

 

I sat quietly in a corner of Oscar’s room and thought.

 

‘How does time flow outside? Of course it hasn’t even been half a day, right? After I wake up… It’s not like the universe is developed, there are aliens, and I’m a frozen human, right?’

 

I got nervous.

 

Then I’ll be in big trouble.

 

‘Ugh, I have to quickly reveal the lies of the bad high priest.’ 

 

The Capital was in chaos before I’m going to sleep due to God’s revelation to go to war. 

 

Dad will be in trouble because of the lies of the emperor and the high priest.

 

There shouldn’t be war…. 

 

‘No, don’t worry. I’m sure Priest Zadkiel will take care of it.’

 

Everything she needed to do was done when she went to the temple to see Zadkiel.

 

She put the original work to good use again. 

 

‘Don’t be anxious.’

 

As I thought about it, I suddenly realized that even while I was dreaming, I was worried about my father, worried about people, worried about war…I realized that all I could do was worry and worry. 

 

Well, I seem like a pretty righteous kid.

 

Is it because I’m the main character’s daughter?

 

“Hey, God. Are you watching?”

 

Every citizen of the empire must have at least one statue of the Goddess Primera in their room.

 

“It hasn’t splattered yet, right? That you’re making me dream.”

 

I said as I walked towards the statue that was also on Oscar’s desk.

 

“I’m trying so hard. The reason you told me everything about the original work was to tell me to do something. Right?”

 

God gave me abilities and took away my ordinary life, but…

 

Even that would be a big picture, but it seems reasonable to want peace.

 

“I, I’m still… I know the original work, I know the future, and there are many things I can do. There are many people who can be saved.”

 

For the first time, I put my hands together and prayed earnestly.

 

“So, even if you go… Could you please help me last as long as possible? Well, it’s good for God, and it’s also good for me to be able to see my dad, family, and friends for a little longer.”

 

Right?

 

“This is called mutual aid…”

 

The moment I finished praying with a proud heart.

 

“Come on, let’s eat.”

 

When Oscar came through the door, I was shocked.

 

‘Phew.’

 

I was brought back to life by my Dad’s life.

 

Oscar had been taking care of me for a week already.

 

I came back to life and tried to save my Dad again, and Oscar must have used a regression spell for me, right? 

 

That obvious guess was correct.

 

He stayed in front of his desk for a whole week without eating or sleeping.

 

To learn about and prepare for regression magic.

 

The funny thing is—.

 

“Aren’t you going to eat more? Let’s just have one more bite.”

 

I stayed still on Oscar’s bed all day while he waited for me to eat. He made sure I ate regularly. 

 

“I’m full…”

 

“Don’t do that. Just one bite.”

 

“When can I see Dad?”

 

Without knowing anything, I urged Oscar every day.

 

‘I really want to give you a good slap.’

 

I can’t believe I’m that obnoxious.

 

Because I was young and didn’t know anything.

 

So, I understand that I’m only looking for my Dad. 

 

“J, just wait a little. It’ll be soon. I promised you, didn’t I? You’re not going to think something strange, okay?” 

 

“Yes…” 

 

“If you don’t listen, you can’t see your Dad ? You said that it would be meaningless to see your Dad alive after you die, right? You said you had to wait to see Dad safely, right?” 

 

Every time I talked about my dad, Oscar turned pale and trembled. 

 

He’s afraid that I, tired of waiting, will use my life force to save my Dad. 

 

“Hang in there. A little bit.” 

 

He got up again and buried himself in a pile of books. 

 

‘Really… I can’t watch it.’

 

Although it was painful, whenever Oscar was at his desk, I would always go up to him and spy on him while he was studying. 

 

The price of regression.

 

Because I had to find out what it was.

 

‘Once I see the regression, I’ll be able to wake up from the dream, right? From then on, I know everything.’ 

 

Thinking, I quietly stared at Oscar’s restless hands. 

 

Oscar seemed ready. 

 

And I was shocked when I saw the contents of the will he had written.

 

Only the caster of the regression spell can remember everything.

 

However, the caster cannot reveal future events due to prohibition.

 

The price is not life but the disappearance of the caster’s very existence.

 

The time to pay is when the day of regression returns.

 

‘It’s not life? The extinction of existence itself?’

 

I was so surprised that my hands started shaking. 

 

If Oscar had sacrificed his life in exchange for my return, I thought I could resurrect him with my own power. 

 

But, 

 

‘Disappears… What does this mean? Are you saying they will disappear altogether? Without a corpse?’

 

I secretly hoped that the cost of returning would not be greater than the resurrection of a dead person. 

 

However, if I think about it, regression is a more valuable magic than resurrection, which saves only one person. 

 

Because by turning back time, tens or hundreds of people can be saved.

 

The return comes at a greater cost.

 

Maybe it was natural. 

 

‘W, what should I do…  Then, how can I stop it with my own power? Could it be prevented?’

 

The sight before my eyes became completely white.

 

‘No. You can’t do this. Come to your senses, you fool!’

 

I shook my head sharply, opened my eyes, and looked at the bracelet I was wearing even in my dream.

 

‘How do I save a being that is disappearing? How much life force do I need to stop him from disappearing?’ 

 

I thought about it, but for some reason the bracelet didn’t work.

 

Is it because it’s in a dream?

 

Even when things were beyond my ability, it was a bracelet that constantly reminded me by displaying the shape of a stick.

 

“…It’s finish now.”

 

Then, Oscar put down his pen.

 

One line is written at the end.

 

September 4, 1789. Regression.

 

I quickly looked at the calendar on the wall.

 

September 4, 1789.

 

It’s today.

 

Oscar was now trying to return.

 

‘This is 10 years in the future. Because outside the dream is the winter of 1779. Well then, in 10 years…’

 

The time to pay the price is when the day of regression comes back.

 

The time left for Oscar.

 

Exactly 10 years.

 

“M, Master! Wait!”

 

The shocked hand that was stretched out just slid behind Oscar.

 

He stood up.

 

“Lilith! Come here. Now let’s go see your Dad.”

 

“Wow! Really?”

 

I, who was sitting on the bed and stamping my feet in boredom, smiled brightly at Oscar’s words.

 

Oscar opens his arms and hugs me as I run and smile.

 

“Ah…” 

 

I couldn’t say anything and just stood there blankly, watching the two of them like that.

 

“Are we really going to see Dad?”

 

“I told you so. I told you I’d let you meet Dad.”

 

“Whoa!” 

 

I hugged Oscar’s neck and kissed him all over his face.

 

“Wow, I’m getting a kiss because I’m going to show you your dad. Do you like it that much?”

 

“Yes!”

 

Oscar grinned.

 

He seemed to like my lively appearance after sitting sullenly like a doll every day.

 

“When are we going? Now? Now?” 

 

“Y, yeah, eung.” 

 

Oscar lowered the corner of his smiling mouth and hesitated. 

 

“But, wait a minute. Just a little…” 

 

“Yes?”

 

He grabbed my shoulder as I urged him on, made eye contact, and stared at me as I tilted my head. 

 

Because this will be the last time.

 

He doesn’t know if he’s going to see my face for a long time.

 

“Lilith…” 

 

Like a person who can’t take his steps and keeps looking back.

 

“My request… Please just listen to one thing.”

 

“Yes!” 

 

“You’re going to keep seeing your dad anyway, but tomorrow…”

 

“….”

 

“Shall we just go tomorrow?”

 

“Yes?”

 

“Just for one day…”

 

Let’s see each other for just one more day.

 

Even though I know now what the request with sad eyes meant, I didn’t know then.

 

Like a fool, I don’t even know his heart. 

 

“H, hwaaaa!” 

 

Cruel innocence. 

 

When I burst into tears at the mention of tomorrow, Oscar quickly comforted me.

 

“All right, all right. I’m kidding.”

 

He smiled painfully.