Chapter 16
I Adopted A Villainous Dad
âThe divine power has purified the whole area. Weâll get more details from the Vatican, but for now, there wonât be any beasts.â Callian proudly gave an update.
Miltiades had placed his hand on his head as he was deep in his thoughts. The sound of his finger tapping the table was the only indication of his emotions. âCallian.â
âYes, Your Majesty.â
âHave you ever seen such divine power?â
Callian shook his head.
âOf course you havenât. Neither have I.â Even the Popeâs power that Miltiades had coincidentally seen couldnât compare to it. âIâve never heard of any records of such light either.â
Although he had heard that the saintessâs power was great, he thought it would be similar to that of the Popeâs. However, the power he had seen that day was much greater. âWe need to learn more about the saintess.â
âShould I tell Achillios?â
âNo,â Miltiades shook his head. âDonât tell anyone about what you saw today.â
âHow will you get rid of the corpses and the remnants of the dead?â
The things underground were part of the research to turn humans into beasts. âWere they trying to make atypical beasts?â He had an inkling of who the true owner of the laboratory was.
âKeep everything a secret,â Miltiades ordered Callian.
Callian was momentarily confused. âAre you sure you donât want to interrogate Duke Ravenhook about this?â
âLetâs watch him for a bit to see what interesting things he does.â
Callian couldnât understand Miltiadesâs decision. âWhy is he letting go of a golden opportunity to get back at Duke Ravenhook? Is he trying toâ¦â Callian had a huge realization.
âI see. Youâve decided this because youâre concerned for the saintess.â Callian nodded with emotional eyes and smiled. âI understand. Iâll take responsibility and keep it a secret!â
As Callian loudly resolved himself, Miltiades narrowed his eyes. He didnât like how Callian was thinking about Amelia. âIs he perhapsâ¦â
Right when he was going to interrogate Callianâ¦
Knock! Knock!
âYour Majesty, this is Berrict.â
âCome in.â
Berrict opened the door and walked in. He tilted his head when he saw the uncomfortable Miltiades and the smiling Callian. âThe atmosphere in the room is weird.â
âYour Majesty, I will leave first.â Callian grinned and left the room, unaware of how close he was to losing his life.
Miltiades kept glaring at Callian until the door closed.
ââ¦â Berrict thought that he was seeing many sides of Miltiades these days. âHe has stayed the same for 10 years.â He was happy to see the change in Miltiades, but he couldnât get used to it.
âWhat do you need?â
âI wanted to update you on the civilians we found in the banditsâ hideout. There are 132 people from the underground prison. What do you want us to do with them?â
âAre any of the specimens alive?â
âNone, Sir.â Berrict shook his head. âThe saintessâs miracle cured most of them, but the ones who had turned into beasts died.â
It was usual for the lord of the territory to deal with these matters. But there was a reason Berrict was in charge. âThe people who witnessed Ameliaâs miracle.â It would become troublesome if the lord leaked this information.
âShould we get rid of them all?â Berrict asked in a lowered voice.
Usually, Miltiades wouldâve agreed right away, but he couldnât respond easily this time because of the child. âHow fun.â It was important to get rid of the people who would talk, but he was reluctant to give the order.
âNo, keep them alive.â Miltiades knew he could kill them whenever he wanted to. âTake them to Helsarose. We can deal with them later.â
âYes, Your Majesty,â Berrict responded with a smile. âHe has become a person.â
Miltiades looked in disgust at the proud expression Berrict was making. Berrict didnât take it to heart as he looked at Miltiades as if Miltiades were his son.
Miltiades was in a bad mood. âIf you have nothing else to say, leave.â
âYes, I will.â
Although Berrict easily left, Miltiades was still upset.
âGlory to Rahelâs light.â
Right when Berrict opened the door, he made eye contact with a servant who was about to knock. He asked, âWhat is it?â
âYour Majesty, Priest Aiden is done with the saintessâs treatment.â
Miltiades got up before the servant finished reporting.
* * *
âThese symptoms appeared because she brought a miracle with her young body.â Priest Aiden sweated while explaining. âThe amount of divine power she used was more than an adult could handle, so there were some side effects. This isnât rare, so you donât need to worry.â
Miltiadesâs face wrinkled at Priest Aidenâs words. âWho said I wanted to hear that? When will she wake up?â
âI donât know.â
ââ¦â Miltiadesâs golden eyes turned sharp.
Callian got ready to stop him when he took out his sword. âYou canât murder people in front of the Saintess!â He didnât know if Miltiades heard his thoughts, but thankfully no one died.
Yet.
Priest Aiden started begging for his life when he felt the sharp blade near his neck. âThere⦠thereâs nothing we can do but wait for her to wake up by herself. The amount of divine power we have is barely half of hers. So thereâs no way for us to pinpoint whenâ¦â
âUseless.â
Priest Aiden flinched at the cold words. He didnât even want to go against the man.
âGet lost.â
The priest ran away as if it were all planned when Miltiades put away his sword and gestured.
Callian quietly asked Miltiades, âShould I get rid of him?â
âLater.â The priest was useless, but Miltiades still needed him right now.
Miltiades looked at the sleeping child. She was sleeping soundly and didnât look close to waking up. âAmelia.â He had given her this name but never called her by it, so it still felt unfamiliar to him. âNo, there was no need to say it.â She would always come to him whenever they made eye contact.
ââ¦â He hadnât spent a long time agonizing over the name. Callianâs words about him staying up three nights had led to some doubts, but Miltiades had only done that because he didnât want to give her the same name as other saintesses. And the name Amelia had popped up. âI thought it suited herâ¦â It indeed fit her very well.
âCallian,â Miltiades spoke.
âYes, Your Majesty.â
âI need you to send a message to the Holy Empire.â Miltiades had never imagined he would need to ask the Holy Empire for a favor one day. He laughed as he raised his hand and felt Ameliaâs warmth through It was a weak warmth that could be snuffed out whenever he wanted. âTell them that Saintess Amelia saved 132 people and fell unconscious, so she needs divine healing.â
ââ¦!â Callian widened his eyes. âDo you really want to send a message like that?â
There was a chance that the Vatican would hear about the incident. No one knew what would happen if people found out that experiments to turn humans into beasts were going on within the Northern Empire. This decision meant that Miltiades would take responsibility for any danger.
âIf itâs for the saintessâ¦â Callian pushed down his overwhelming emotions, steeled his face, and said, âI understand, Your Majesty!â
Callian left, and the room became quiet. Miltiades propped up his chin and looked down at Amelia. He carefully touched her cheek.âWake up soon, kiddo.â He missed seeing her bright smile.
* * *
âIt was an unfamiliar ceiling.â I recalled the first line of many novels as I woke up. âHuh? Where am I?â
I got up and blinked when Luciana walked into the room, and we made eye contact. âLuci, hi!â
âSaintess!â
Usually, she wouldâve smiled at me, but she showed a different reaction. She ran toward me and pulled me into such a tight hug that I could barely breathe. âSaintess, is it really you?â she asked.
âNo, Luciana. Iâm actually your grandfatherâ¦â
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âYouâre the saintess.â
I was upset that she didnât go along with my joke. Her wall was too high.
âThank goodnessâ¦â
I felt Lucianaâs sigh of relief as she hugged me. It also sounded a bit like a cry. I felt sorry for making her worry about me and patted her back. It probably didnât feel like much because my hand was small.
âI was worried that someone happened to you.â
âWho am I? Of course, Iâm fine.â
âYou look like it.â
âLuci, Iâm really fine!â
âOkay.â Luciana kindly smiled and let go of me.
âBut where are we?â
âThis is the castle in Yurigen.â
It was the residence of a lord near the border. I then asked, âWhat about Daddy?â
âAh, should I call His Majesty over?â
I thoughtlessly nodded and then realized what I forgot. âHarel!â I bolted out of my seat. âLuci! Whereâs Harel?â
âSaintess, you canât get up right now.â
âItâs urgent! Hurry!â I needed to see if Harel was okay! My and my dadâs futures depended on it! The male leadâs as well!
Luciana didnât look too happy, but she answered me anyway after I kept asking. âHeâs in the third room in the west annex downstairs.â
âOkay, I got it!â
âSaintess!â
I recklessly ran out of the room to Lucianaâs horror, but I didnât have time for this.
âSaintess?â
âSaintess!â
Many people called out to me as I ran. âNo, donât call me! Iâm busy right now!â
Harel was sleeping in the room I quickly ran to. Kais was sitting next to him, and he looked surprised to see me.
ââ¦â
If I were in a different situation, I wouldâve greeted him, but at that moment, I didnât have the mind to. I put my hand on Harelâs neck. I could feel his heartbeat.
âHeâs alive.â His complexion looked good, and his lips were pink. Harel was healthy. âThe resurrection magic worked! What a relief!â As I relaxed, I lost the strength in my legs. I thought I was going to fall when I felt a hand holding onto me. ââ¦â
Kaisâs face was close to me. I had thought this before, but I was shocked at how good-looking he was. He didnât look human. âHe has an incredible face.â Only the word âgorgeousâ could describe him! His shining violet eyes were so beautiful they looked like jewels. I said, âIâm looking forward to you in ten years.â
Kais made a face. I was about to tell him to grow up into an Adonis when I saw a shadow on his head.
ââ¦?â A big, sturdy hand held me up, and a shining golden gaze met mine. It was my dad!
âHi, Daddy!â I said, and immediately thought, âWhy does he look so mad?â