Chapter 16: Luck Is Important If You Want To Be A Bandit!

Chapter 16: Luck Is Important If You Want To Be A Bandit!

༺ Luck Is Important If You Want To Be A Bandit! ༻

Step— Step—

We moved inside the lavish building.

The hallways.

The balcony.

Even the fountain was beautifully arranged with detailed sculptures.

It all felt like we were gazing at the opulent palace of a wealthy person.

“It looks like a palace a king would live in...!”

Naru had the same thought as me.

“Dad, how much does that painting of the cloud cost? Naru is curious....!”

Was she capable of assessing the value of objects?

To think that she instantly came to the realization that the painting of the clouds was the most valuable thing in the room.

She truly was my daughter.

After walking for about ten minutes.

A large door on the far end of the building’s first floor greeted us.

It was massive, with sculptures of both, an angel and a demon placed on either side of the door, gazing upon us.

Its grand appearance made me think of the Demon King’s Castle.

Well, the Demon King’s castle was obviously a lot more vile-looking.

But it didn’t look as expensively made.

The door appeared to be crafted from top-quality ebony wood, giving off a pitch-black color.

Even the locking mechanism was clearly sophisticated.

The emblem engraved onto the lock spelled out ‘VVV’.

It was an emblem that symbolized the Victor & Vanquier & Van conglomerate.

Commonly known as a ‘V3’ lock.

Even for me, picking through this lock would take me well over an hour, but that was only if I wasn’t caught picking it.

If you so much as touched it incorrectly, the magical alarm installed inside would scream loudly.

“The headmaster resides in this room.”

The old professor cleared his throat before knocking.

Afterward, a faint noise emerged from beyond the door.

—Please come in.

It was a beautiful voice.

However, she was far skinnier than I had expected.

Screech—

As the door opened, I saw a spacious area with walls made entirely of transparent glass.

Like a library, it was filled with bookshelves, desks, and chairs.

A woman with long, ash-colored hair was seated at a desk piled high with documents.

She was exceedingly beautiful. There was no better way to describe her elegant appearance.

She was wearing a black suit, and her slim lower body lacked the appearance of someone who trained.

She truly embodied a ‘mage’.

I couldn’t discern her age.

Perhaps she was in her early thirties?

If I was being generous, I would say she was in her late twenties, but attempting to discern the age of a magician based on their physical appearance was foolish.

I still vividly remember the shock I felt when I found out that a witch looking to be in her early thirties was actually eighty.

Anyway.

“Sir Judas, it is an honor to meet one of the heroes who saved this world. Normally, I should have been the one to greet you first, so I apologize.”

The woman opened her mouth and spoke.

Her ashen pupils gently lowered.

My first impressions were that she was a good person.

Talented, attractive.

And with good manners.

Should I say she’s the complete opposite of me?

This woman was Elle Cladeco.

The one closest to reaching ‘transcendence’ in this world.

She, the Morningstar, had been originally dispatched to take part in the expedition to the Demon King’s Castle instead of Brigitte.

Seeing her in person, I thought I knew why.

This person.

Was the real deal, honmono.1Honmono is real deal in japanese.

It was the first someone gave me such a feeling after the war, aside from Cariote.

Elle Cladeco got up from her seat as she spoke.

“I’ve heard the general details from Professor Diogenes. Your daughter, Naru, suffered an unpleasant and humiliating incident—.”

“That’s right.”

I replied succinctly.

As I spoke, Elle approached Tywin, who was the main suspect behind the incident, and began questioning her.

“Tywin, be honest with me. Did you do it?”

“I didn’t—.”

SLAP—!!!

An immense sound resonated.

To the point where my own cheek began tingling.

“......!”

The girl named Tywin appeared to be in shock from being slapped, overshadowing the pain she felt.She seemed to be too surprised to even cry.

“... H-Headmaster Elle.”

“Professor Diogenes, this much is fine.”

....It’s fine?

Was it fine to hit a small child like that?

This was the moment when I began to worry if it was okay to send Naru to this school.The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.

“What about them?”

“Can you really trust them? Someone like Elle Cladeco being involved with demons? She might be a little strict with her child, but she didn’t seem like a bad person to me.”

“My informant can be trusted, but I can’t tell you who they are. Since my source mentioned that Elle Cladeco has contracted with a demon, I’m sure of it.”

It didn’t seem possible no matter how much I thought about it.

So I asked another question.

“Brigitte, could you really not tell me who your informant is? When we’re this close?”

“Huh? How close do you think we are? I don’t want to complicate things by telling you, so I can’t.”

Ugh.

Well, finding out her informant’s identity wasn’t my goal.

However, there was definitely a good reason why Brigitte was hiding their identity from me.

It would be helpful in many ways if I didn’t try to pry too deeply.

Write—

Brigitte drew various circles on a sheet of paper before speaking.

“I graded Naru’s answer sheet and she got a fifty-five! Was our Naru this good at studying? Well, fifty-five isn’t really that great of a score, but Naru passed the practical exam too, so she’s in!”

“Naru passed! Naru is amazing!”

“To be honest, the practical exam is usually the most difficult. Still, I thought Naru would be able to manage, but to think you received an automatic pass. I don’t know if you’re lucky or unlucky....”

Brigitte pat Naru’s forehead.

I spoke to her.

“Brigitte, have you forgotten the first rule of our party?”

“If the outcome is good, then whatever happened before is fine—? Sigh. Yeah, you’re right Judas.”

Nice.

Despite the struggle, Naru had passed the entrance exam.

To celebrate her accomplishment, Brigitte had bought a large chicken and roasted it.

“Oh, holy shh! It’s chicken! Naru loves chickens! The chicks are cute, and the chicken is tasty!”

Is there anything that you dislike?

Thinking that to myself, I patted Naru gently on the head.

“Naru, you had it hard because I asked you to do something strange right? That rude kid even threw paper at your head during the middle of the exam. I’ll apologize on behalf of Judas.”

“It’s fine! The paper actually helped! Tywin is a kind person! She gave me all the answers!”

The paper helped?

Tywin, a kind person?

She gave Naru all the answers?

What on earth was she saying?

Was it because we were from different generations?

Naru sometimes said things I couldn’t understand.

“Naru was just mad because Tywin lied. Since we shook hands and made up earlier, everything’s fine!”

Because they had shaken hands and made up, everything was fine—.

It was a fitting statement for a child.

Now that I think about it, I remember the times when I had fought with my friends but made up quickly.

Now, I was a bit jealous of those children.

If everyone fought and reconciled quickly, something like wars would never occur.

Why did everyone have to grow up?

Just when I was thinking that Brigitte spoke once more.

“Naru, now that you’ve passed...is there anything you want?”

“Naru wants... a baby dragon!”

A baby dragon.

It seems she had seen other children begging for a pet squirrel, igniting her desire for a pet of her own. But to think she’d ask for a baby dragon.

“Why a baby dragon? Is a dog squirrel no good?”

“If I’m going to raise something, I want it to be big and strong! I want it to live for a long long time!”

Well, I couldn’t argue with that.

But how was I supposed to get my hands on a baby dragon?

Not even the Demon King would be able to raise such a thing.

I felt I was at a crossroads.

Was it time to teach my daughter that some things were ‘impossible’?

Just as I was thinking that, Naru cried out again.

“...If I can’t get that, Naru wants crayons! Naru loves crayons!”

“Oh, really?”

Surprise—!

I made a box of wrapped crayons appear in my empty hand.

I had bought them in advance while Naru was taking the written portion of the exam.

Taking the box, Naru exclaimed, “Wow! Crayons appeared out of nowhere!” and began enthusiastically drawing on a sheet of paper.

Starting from a small dragon, a large island was drawn, followed by a beautiful princess, chocolates, and candy. Her drawing skills were quite impressive.

“Naru can draw whatever she wants with her crayons! Thank you, Dad!”

Hug—

Naru threw her arms around my legs.

Watching her, Brigitte’s thin eyes widened.

“Is Naru really your daughter? There’s no way you could give birth to an angel like her.”

“I think so too. When I look at her, sometimes I really don’t think I gave birth to her. Of course, it’s not me who gave birth to her, but whoever her mother is, it really doesn’t seem like she resembles me at all...”

“Hiiiiiik...! Naru really is dad’s daughter...!”

Wanna read ahead? Buy coinsYou can unlock chapters with coins or rather “genesis orbs”

Wanna unlock all premium chapters? Check the MembershipChapters will seamlessly unlock no need to bother buying coins anymore.

You can also support us by becoming an exclusive memberhere

You can rate this serieshere

You can check our dɨşçöŕd for illustrationshere

We are Recruiting!

『We are looking for more Korean Translators, for more details please join our discord server—』 55

1

Honmono is real deal in japanese.