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I was questioning myself when the conversation resud.

Swordsmanship exists to protect precious things, not to slaughter. You seem to have forgotten this basic principle. My fathers stern voice was so sharp that it made

flinch.

However, the other man was adamant. I didnt forget. I simply dont want to have a weakness.

His words reminded

of myself. I bitterly smiled.Im a person with many faults thats why nobody needs .

My father had kept a distance from

for as long as I can rember. My ex-boyfriend, Mikhail, was no different. Although I wasnt upset about this, I felt sympathetic towards my past self. I sighed.

Sotis, a person gets stronger to protect their weaknesses, my father said.

I wondered what he wanted to protect. Perhaps it was his lofty status and sense of honor, or more graciously, his precious subordinates. After all, he had always placed great importance on his work.I dont know what his weaknesses are, but he can defend himself no matter what happens. Unlike

At that mont, the young mans grim voice broke my unhappy thoughts. Master.

I widened my eyes.Master? I dont think my father took any disciples

Surprised by what the man had just called my father, I peeked past the corner to look at them again.

I dont want to hear any more of your lectures. Ill be going. His tone was so grim and indifferent that even my father paled in comparison.

Theres no need to be better than him at things like thatI continued to watch them with a frown.

Soday, you will also find soone; a precious existence that you will want to protect, my father said. Although he spoke sternly, his voice was filled with an affection that I had never witnessed before.

I unconsciously bit my lower lip before straightening my expression.Theres nothing to mull over. Ive already decided to give up on trying to receive his affection.

I still had a long, happy life ahead of . I didnt want to be dragged down by this anymore.

Lets not be shaken.

If I gave up trying to win my fathers affections, nothing he said could hurt

anymore. I firmly promised myself to stay resilient.

At that mont, my fathers disciple lowered his voice to a cold whisper. Well, I havent found that precious existence yet, but it looks like Ive found a hiding rat.

I ca to my senses upon hearing the very thing that aroused my worst fears.What? A rat?

I shuddered with disgust as goosebumps rose on my skin. My lancholy thoughts had disappeared without a trace.

Where is the rat?I couldnt bolt from my spot without being noticed, so I scanned my surroundings. The thought that this creature might be near

was terrifying.

Shall I catch it? The mans voice was like that of a saviors.

I nodded violently.Yes, please catch it!

However, my desperate pleas were rejected by my father. Dont, he said.

I felt displeased.Why not, Father?

As I silently disagreed with him, my fathers disciple spoke perversely. Why? Do you know who Im talking about?

Yes.

What?I didnt expect my father to say that he was acquainted with a rat, but then it occurred to

that I was in a novel. I managed to calm myself.

In fairy tales, animals and humans can communicate My father is a transcendent being, so maybe he can talk to animals. If he saw the rat often, he might have developed so affection for it.

Even so, I couldnt help but feel uneasy.I really hate rats!

In my previous life, I once saw a rat the size of the entire length of my arm. I had been looking around the warehouse of a convenience store that I was working part-ti at. Although the rat scampered away after I made a great fuss, I was too scared to enter the warehouse after that and soon quit my job.

Now I was faced with the sa problem in this life, but whats worse is that this rat had infiltrated my own ho. I didnt feel safe here anymore; it couldve found its way around the corridors, rooms, and everywhere else. The rat might have even nibbled the food I ate.

This is frightening!The more I thought about it, the more my courage grew to take action.If I ignore this problem, more rats may overrun my ho.

Because my mother was no longer here with us, I was still the only lady of this family, and therefore the high-ranking lady. Although I didnt have much authority, this position was a good enough reason for people to take

seriously if I asked them to catch the rat.

Im going to tell Father.

I was about to walk up to him with determination when I heard him say, If you touch that child even if its you, I wont let it slide.

I had never heard my father speak in such a chilling tone before. It sounded like he was warning . I imdiately changed my mind.Maybe I should just go back to my room. I need to live.

I squeezed my fathers pendant and quietly left.

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