I Adopted A Villainous Dad Chapter 8

Light poured over my head.

I looked steadily up and looked over the angular light.

It was creepy quiet in the hall.

I could feel the only eyes watching me behind my back in this space filled with doctrinaire light and the breathless sound of the praying people.

Melkiade.

The man now my father was taking a heavy seat on the side of the cathedral.

There was an intermittent sound of clear voice from the side carrying the prayer message.

“…….So I give you my name, waiting for the day your child will come back.”

They held hands together. I sat reverently in the middle of the sacred, clean air.

“I will look around the three wider statues and come back to your arms, according to your mother's wishes.”

The paper placed on the altar was burned with a blistering fire.

At the same time, the tombstone standing in front of me shone and its name was dug.

My name “Amelia,” which was given by Melkiade, is engraved side by side with the name “Priscilla,” the original heroine's.

This was my decision.

‘You can't get rid of Priscilla in this world.'

It wasn't simply because it's the original heroine's name.

Maybe I'm the only one who knows why Priscilla has the name Priscilla.

‘I can't live for Priscilla. Because I'm not Priscilla.'

But I can remember.

‘I won't forget I was Priscilla, never.'

This was the proof of my determination.

The light on my name, which had just been engraved, did not disappear.

On top of it, the names of the countless saintess whose lights were off were engraved , which was engraved just yesterday.

“So may the glorious judgment come down and the light of truth shine upon us.”

The last prayer is over.

The ceremony is also over.

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“Now leave here.”

“I will!”

Melkiade looked at my reaction. Just smiling, he asked in a mysterious voice.

“Isn't it sad to leave?”

I opened my eyes wide at Melkiade's words.

Dad… are you worried about me?!

“No! It's thrilling!”

Dad must love me, too. I dug into Melkiade's arms and he gave me a confused look.

“……it's thrilling to leave?”

“I don't care what happens! Daddy's worried about me!”

I even wanted to designate this expression as a family heirloom because it was made of a statue.

“Daddy, but I have a favor to ask you.”

“Please?”

“Yes! I need to go somewhere first.”

“Where?”

I nodded. Melkiade gazed at me without expression.

It was a look on Melchide's face that everyone was afraid of, but I could see he was wondering.

The power of love is great!

“Originally, I have to pray all three months to leave the Vatican, but this time I'm leaving in advance. So we have to stop by the cathedral and pray on the way. Say, grace this journey!”

Of course, it was all a lie.

“I'm not even going far! We can go to the cathedral that borders the Holy Empire and the Northern Empire! St. Levallenon's Cathedral!”

Because it's the door when there's a holy sword!

It was all for our Ludwig.

To be honest, my father, who hates holy knights, would ignore it, so I made a lie.

“Huh? Will you come with me?”

When I grabbed Melkiade's arm and stared long at him, Melkiade looked at me gently.

They looked scared when others saw him, but I knew. This is a testament to how to do it!

“Amelia believes in you!”

I think I've already been caught, but it seems that I have gone through somehow.

“It's in our way, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to drop by.”

“Yay!”

Dad's a pushover.

I can't help it. I thought I should help my dad not to get caught by him because I was stuck next to him.

Oh, as expected, Dad can't be without me.

Then let's give me a piece of information for the poor dad who's been fooled.

“Daddy, if you go there, you can even see a holy sword!”

“The Holy Sword?”

“Yes! The Holy Sword of Sofia!”

He hates holy knights, but the legendary weapon must be interesting! As I guessed, my dad was interested.

“That sounds interesting.”

I got Dad's permission at last. We're leaving! You fucking Vios Holy Empire!
(Tl: Yep, you're reading it right.)1

Those ready to leave reported to Kalian. Kalian bowed to Melkiade.

“Your Majesty, we're ready.”

“Come with your last greeting.”

Oh, no.

Still, Melkiade sent me away, so I was forced to leave my father's arms and head to Pope Raphael.

Luciana glanced.

Yeah, I should at least say hello. I held my hands together.

“May you rest in peace while you're through.”

It was dirty together and let's not meet again.

Following my sincere greetings, the elders and Pope Rafael blessed me.

“May your future be full of blessings.”

The greeting wasn't very long.

It was because as soon as their greetings were over, I clung to Melchide's leg.

Pope Raphael smiled lightly.

“I'm glad your Majesty follows you well. Please take good care of our noble priestess Yeha.”

“Well, I think the person I have to ask is wrong.”

Despite Melkiade's cold answer, the pope's expression remained unchanged.

……the two of you are really bad together.

I, who had already known, realized again under the stifling pressure between the two.

When I frowned, Melkiade was in a limp mood.

Subsequently, the Pope's gaze shifted to me. The pope's dark blue eyes reflected me.

An unusual look looked at me mournfully.

“You know better than anyone why a saintess leaves the arms of a church and grows up outside?”

It was to grow up looking at a wider world than the world the Church shows.

“Please look at the wider world and come back safely. I'm here to help you achieve your goal.”

When I said hello earlier, it was really not easy at all, but all of a sudden, I got a little choked up.

The Pope, was someone who took good care of me.

‘I can't help it.'

I slip away from Melkiade and held the Pope carefully.

“The Pope should also be healthy and well.”

“Hoho. I will.”

The Pope nodded with a good smile.

I already knew the future.

The Pope will die before the end of the year.

This was our last greeting.

I lowered my head again, looking at the elders standing behind the pope.

“Other elders are doing well, too.”

“Hoho. Please be healthy, Yeha.”

“Grandpas should be healthy, too!”

I kept my distance from them because they took advantage Priscilla, but I was able to say this much when I thought about leaving.

“Let's go now.”

Melkiade reached out his hand to me.

My precious best hand!

Smiling brightly, I held the hand.

Take care of yourself, God damn it, Holy Empire.

* * * * *

“Be nice to Yeha, Your Majesty. Wasn't the Holy Land like a house to you?”

Before departure, Melkiade gazed at Amelia, who was laughing with great excitement, as she spoke what Kalian had said.

Amelia stuck close to Melkiade.

‘Even though he had his own carriage.'

Melkiade first saw Amelia swarm that day. It was a surprise that I had only seen some gentle habits.

The trigger was simple.

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“Yeha you have to hump into a separate carriage.”

He had to do so according to the strict royal law, but Amelia hardened her face when he said she had to go by a separate carriage.

“No, I'm not going! I like being by my dad's side! So I won't fall!”

Then she hugged Melkiade's leg and refused to let him go, as if someone was trying to drive her out.

“Yeha!”

“Yeha!”

Luciana and Kalian tried to talk at the same time, but to no avail.

No one could touch her because she burst into tears when they tried to separate her from Melkiade.

Melkiade saw Amelia wail for the first time.

Moreover, she tried not to talk to Luciana, so it was very hard to comfort her, who kept her mouth shut.

“You managed to hold back your tears in a low setting. You don't seem to be relieved to know what's around you.”

Kalian felt sorry for him, but Melkiade thought differently.

‘You just don't want to leave me.'

Despite Luciana and Kalian's tenacious try, Amelia did not fall beside Melkiade, and eventually Melkiade stayed with Amelie for the past week.

~~

He was wondering from the beginning, but Melchide was curious again.

Why is this child so fond of himself?

“Delicious?”

“Yes!”

Melkiade held his chin in his hands as he looked down at Amelia, who ate the macaron he had given her as a snack.

Amelie hasn't spoken to anyone but Melkiade in the past week, perhaps because Luciana once tried to leave her alone.

However, even in that situation, she gave him a straight answer to whatever he said.

‘What the hell did I do?'

Kalian's envy of having a cute daughter, saying he must have liked her, was not something to consider.

It's just a strange.

‘Why me?'

Come to think of it, the child followed him from the beginning. It was strange.

“You mean, you really like me?”

Amelia nodded at the rather serious question.

“I'm a bad person.”

Does this saucy little girl know how much blood he's guilty of?

Amelia laughed as if she had heard it properly, even though she was warned with great care.

Then zhe leaned against Melkiade and closed her eyes.

Melkiade was dumbfounded.

“Are you sleeping?”

In this situation?

He listened carefully, but there was no sound from Amelia except regular breathing.

“……you really sleep.”

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Tl: I swear I didn't change much in here. That's just how she really speak. 😂

Chapter end