The Failure Alchemist of the Royal Capital ~My Job Is a Failure So, I’ll Manage My Store Carefreely.~

Behemoth the Witch Beast was defeated, and peace was brought to the king's city.

Those who were throwing themselves into battle breathed relief, and lay still on the ground as they were weakened therein, and some bowed down on the floor of the barrel.

Over here, a glittering smile begins to come to mind.

Me and Marcus were walking around all of you on the front lines, distributing potions to the under-populated.

That's when it happened.

I was grabbed and captured by a stranger knight on both shoulders.

"... are you a saint? You were glowing with green light before the cymbals that helped us capture Behemoth. Did you... protect our country?

Your voice and your surrounding eyes are all pointing at me.

"... may I have a moment?"

Your father comes to me scratching the hedge.

"Father....."

"... shh"

You're lightly stopped from calling me your father by putting a palm on your mouth.

"... this is a child I know. I'll borrow some."

There was no reason for a knight to complain to the deputy commander of the Magic Division, and my father took my hand and left.

At that time, a white cat beast girl ran toward the south gate to find her parents in battle. Being crowded, I never realized that I had crossed paths with the girl.

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I am sitting opposite each other in a carriage headed for the royal castle with my father.

Silence ruled there for a while, but your father finally opened his mouth.

"... for the moment, I'll leave you there."

... 'I'll leave it'. The sermon will be done later.

"What I want to check first is what the knight said. Daisy, are you a saint?

Your father confirms to me with a serious face.

"No, it's not. I just have the protection of the Green Spirit King...."

At that time, I felt something uncomfortable in my mind.

The words of the Spirit King, who said, "My beloved child."

Appraise yourself for confirmation.

[Daisy von Presleria]

Second daughter of the Vicomte.

Health: 50/50

Magic: 525/525

Profession: Alchemist

Skills: (Appraisal (5/10)) Alchemy (4/10), Wind Magic (4/10), Earth Magic (3/10), Water Magic (2/10) (Cover-up)

Reward: None

Gift: Green Spirit King Love (...) Son (...)

"It is true that I was only under your protection before, but when I checked with Appraisal now, I found out that" the beloved child of the Green Spirit King ".... I lamented the powerlessness that only people could see when they were hurting. Then the Spirit King came before me. And I think you helped me by listening to my wishes....."

"... I see. Daisy, how are you going to live in the future? I want to know how you really want to live as your father. [M] Anyone with that protection, noble or royal, will be happy to welcome you from any position. Your" Spirit King's Lover "gift is not a joke, for example, it's enough to get a Queen's seat in any country."

Your father's face, such as "jokes", is serious without any jokes.

"... I'm not really old enough to make you think like this..."

Your father continued to murmur so small and chewed his lower lip tightly.

"Father, my wishes for the future have already been consolidated. Don't mourn for me."

The smell laughs at your father and points out that the chewing lower lip is still touching with the girl's fine fingers.

"My lips will be cut."

In my words, your father calms down a little.

"So, what is your future wish?

"My wish is to be independent and have an atelier as an alchemist in this country. The studio will be located in a civilian area so that visitors, regardless of their status, can come to the store.... you already have enough money for that. Say," Deputy Division Commander. "

I dare to smell the "deal" by calling it by the title.

"... I hadn't thought of that since we started dealing with the military. If it hadn't been for the Baptism Day trials when you were five years old, would you have been as childish as your brother and sister would have been? [M]... I asked you to make a decision at that time.

I shake my head when I say no to your father's words of regret.

"I am now because my father and mother showed me the way back then. If I had been baptized like that, I wouldn't have been anything. And I don't think my dream of having an atelier came true."

Your father nods to my words.

"In that case, it would be my role as your father to support you in fulfilling your dreams to the fullest extent possible."

"... thank you."

I gently relaxed my cheeks to my father's words.