Chapter 49 - Miltiades’s Shock

I found my dad interrogating Callian adorable. I was going to die of his cuteness. “But, Daddy, how did you know we were here?” I could feel his shoulder stiffen as he held me.

“I just came outside.”

‘What a liar.’ “Daddy, did you…” I bit down on my lips before continuing, “Did you come out to see me?” ‘Oh my god, Hallelujah.’ Miltiades looked at my teary eyes and gave up on explaining himself. “How is my dad so kind? I can practically move in… I’m moving into your heart.”

“…” Miltiades didn’t know how to react as he stared at me. I didn’t even care as I rubbed my cheek on his neck.

“Are you okay now?” he asked.

“Yeah! I feel a lot better!”

“That’s a relief.” Daddy smiled at me as I nodded. 

Callian then interrupted our conversation, “I’m so glad you’re feeling better. We can finally be on our way in two days—”

Bam! 

Miltiades moved Callian’s face away and turned toward me. “We’re going to Helsarose in two days.”

“…?” ‘What is going on?’ “Helsarose? In two days?”

“Yes.”

‘Oh, we’re finally going to the palace!’ I was excited about going to the legendary palace, but then I recalled something important. I had to get it out of the way. “Daddy, there’s something I’m curious about.”

“What is it?”

“If we go to Helsarose, what’s going to happen to the people I saved?” I didn’t point out the male lead because Miltiades didn’t like him. I then sent a signal to Callian. ‘Hurry and help me out!’

Callian didn’t realize anything as he responded to my question, “We’re not particularly sure, but we’ll let the free people go and keep the slaves.”

I quickly looked at Miltiades after listening to Callian. It didn’t look like he wanted to set anyone free. ‘He usually kills them or gets rid of them.’ It wasn’t safe for Kais to be with Miltiades.

“Daddy.” I smiled even wider than usual and held onto his clothes so that he couldn’t reject me. He seemed to have realized something, and his expression changed. “Daddy, I saved lots of people.”

“You did.”

“Did I do a good job?”

“…”

Callian responded instead, “You did a great job. You’re definitely the saintess.”

Yes, this was why I had bribed him. It was important that I get compliments. Callian looked happy as I gloated a bit. I then asked Daddy again, “Did I really do a good job?” ‘Tell me what a good job I did.’ 

Daddy finally nodded. “Yes, you did a good job.”

“So you should compliment me, right?”

“… Yes.”

“And I should get a prize?”

“…” Miltiades flattened his eyes. “What do you want?”

I was waiting for those words. “Well…” I couldn’t tell him what I wanted right away. It would be too obvious! I waited a bit, and Miltiades made a face.

“Do you want gold?”

“Hm…”

“It seems there’s something else you want.”

I neither agreed nor disagreed. I just laughed a bit, and Daddy furrowed his brows with a complicated expression. ‘Callian, what’re you doing? Say something!’ 

Callian did as I wished. He said, “Your Majesty, gold is too secular. What about giving the saintess something she’d like?”

“…” Miltiades looked at me as he thought about it. “Tell me what you want. I’ll do anything.”

I was waiting for this! I immediately responded, “Give me those people!” Give me all the people I saved! “I saved them all, so I’ll take responsibility!” Miltiades’s face froze as I grinned. He looked like he wanted to say no, but I held my hands together with an expectant gaze so that he couldn’t. ‘Is he going to reject me?’

“Hm?” Miltiades was on the verge of saying no and trying to change the subject when he heard those words. 

“You can!” Miltiades’s face fell at Callian’s outburst.

“Ah! Really?” 

“You saved them, so of course, you should take care of them!”

“…”

I could feel the anger Miltiades exuded and how much he wanted to kill Callian. Callian glanced at me and coughed. “Your Majesty, you were still deciding on what to do with them anyway. Isn’t it meaningful for them to give their lives to the saintess? Don’t do you think so?”

I heard my dad mutter, “That bastard,” under his breath. Callian didn’t seem to care about the glare directed at him, and he looked at Miltiades with the same expectant gaze as I did. Two times the expectations! Eventually, my dad gave up.

“…Fine.” His voice wasn’t happy at all, but he had given his permission. It was our win.