Chapter 25 (1/2)

TL: pineapples

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“Hey! Listen to your grandpa’s words! No time to laze around here. Let’s go to grandpa’s palace.”

“Why?”

“I picked something up yesterday but it was a little weird to bring it with me… you can come pick it up.”

“What is it?”

The Enemy King hesitated a bit. Then with a hoarse voice, he muttered,

“… girl, girl’s clothing”

“You’re giving me girl’s clothing?””

“Yes! Somebody threw them away over there!”

The Enemy King quickly turned his head with a deep red face.

Huh, if you have something to say, use a louder voice.

I can’t understand what’s so embarrassing about buying girl’s clothing that he’s like that.

Giggling, I looked at Enemy King’s disciple, Yoosung.  He was carrying a stone that looked like it weighed over 60kg. He scratched his scarlet cheek when I looked at him as if to ask for help. He walked over to me.

“Master, if others heard what you said, they would think Young Miss doesn’t know how to walk yet. Please just give up.”

Yoosung, the first disciple of the Enemy king, was very serious and polite, unlike his rather hot-tempered master.

Maybe that’s why they were opposites of each other.

I once heard the Enemy king murmur, “He’s like a politician, so I can’t get friendly with him.”

The Enemy king’s expression changed and then he asked bluntly.

“Why are you here?”

“You just asked me to help you with the construction. You said to hurry up and complete the construction since Young Miss was waiting.”

“When did I ever!?”

The Enemy king shouted and cut off Yoosung’s words.

His shout was eardrum shattering. He was so embarrassed that he must have used his powers to amplify his shout.

I grinned and grabbed the Enemy king’s index finger. His fingers were so thick that I couldn’t even hold his finger with one hand.

“Grandpa, I like holding hands. If you give me a piggyback ride, I can’t see your face.”

The Enemy king looked down at his hand and suddenly coughed.

“Oh, well, then…”

“I’ll come to pick up what you picked up later. I’m on my way to daddy.”

“I happen to be on my way there. I’ll allow you to follow me.”

“Wow! Great!”

Stomping his foot, the Enemy King turned his nose up when he heard me say I liked him. I turned away, holding back my laughter.

The Enemy King to match my stride, had to bend down and walk funnily. It was probably inconvenient to him, but he never let go of my hand. The look of pride never disappeared.

There was a dainty ice flower on his chest.

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Entering the Cheonma’s chambers, I took out what I had prepared in advance.

“Daddy, these are the ice flowers that I have saved up recently. Please put it towards building the palaces.”

Cheonma looked at my fist that was holding the ice flowers. After pondering for several days, I decided to give up all of my “funds”.  This was because I was a little worried about the finances of the sect, which was undergoing major construction. But it looks like it won’t help as much as  I expected, seeing Cheonma’s flat expression.

Well, it wasn’t like he was building only a palace or two. Ice flowers are expensive but this won’t be enough.

I looked at Cheonma’s expression.

“Um, do I need a lot more?”

These days, I can make a lot of ice flowers without much effort, but I didn’t know how much it was sold for, so I couldn’t get a sense of how many more I needed.

“Do you want this, then?”

I took another palm-sized bag out of my arms and stuck it out.

“What is this?”

“A gift from the grandpas.”

“Do you carry this around with you?”

Ever since I got help from these presents during the North Sea Ice Palace incident, I’ve always carried presents with me.

Because I keenly felt that I needed a weapon to protect me in an emergency.

But to be honest, I wasn’t sure if Cheonma would be upset. I answered back strongly.”

“Since it’s pretty.”

“If you give this to me, the elders will be sad, you know?”

“Ah… I guess so.’

Well, it was difficult because without this, the means to protect myself would disappear. There is nothing I can do. I have no choice but to make ice flowers.As I lowered my head in disappointment, Cheonma took the bag of ice flowers.

“This is enough.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes, keep the gifts of the elders.”

“Hehe! Okay. Oh, yes! I have a question, how much are ice flowers sold for?”

Cheonma’s eyes moved slowly upwards. He said nonchalantly as he watched the air.

“…one gold bar.”