to my dad's words. I squeaked my face and cried.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!... You don't have to forgive me. But please, just until your dad's feeling better, please allow him to stay in the mansion! Please... no, I'll do everything I can to make my dad feel better, so please don't tell him to leave the house, etc..."
I cried and pleaded desperately. Then Daddy's big hand strokes me to wrap my head around it.
"Sorry, it's Farri. That's not what I said.... I didn't have enough words. Forgive me, my dear daughter."
"Daddy!
I was relieved, I wept again. Keep it up, hold Dad's thick arms tight.
"It's Fari. I didn't mean to hate you when I told you to leave the house. I want you to. I saw hope."
I don't know what Daddy means by words, and I stare at Daddy's face.
"Look, listen carefully. You used magic, no doubt."
"Magic......?
I couldn't believe that word.
Magic. It is a force that exists less in fantasy.
And you need talent to handle magic.
That talent often blossoms from a very young age.
Magic, because it can be sensed in the form of magic, adults immediately notice.
Especially in the case of nobles like me.
But - I was never told there was a magical propriety until today.
In fact, I've never been able to use magical powers before.
Yet my dad tells me I used magic.
- Sure, that power of light was nothing short of magic.
"Fari. Perhaps in the midst of that battle you woke up with some trigger to magical propriety. That's huge enough to drive me into the abyss of death with a single blow."
To my dad's words, I tremble my shoulders. Still, it's horrible. The fact that I could have killed my dad.
You guessed that, and my dad strokes my head so gently.
"Your power will sooner or later be comparable to that of a being called a hero. That's all I felt from that battle. … too sparingly to tie it to the mansion and let it rot as it is"
Having listened to my dad so much, I also finally figured out what he wanted to say.
Me too, daughter of the Dazuel family. One with power understands as much as he wants.
"That's why it's Fari. Leave the house. Out of the realm too, head to the King's Capital. So - you enroll in Hunter School and build up drills."
The words that came out of my dad's mouth were exactly what I imagined.