Born as the Hidden Daughter of a Villainess and the Male Lead

<Episode 44>

 

The old man who crossed the battlefield like the wind and cut down the darkness… was no one else, but my grandfather.

I rubbed my eyes and looked ahead again.

…It wasn’t an optical illusion.

“That damn bastard! I came all the way here and am going through all this trouble because him!”

“Sion, David! Don’t fight! What are you doing? you can’t be distracted in a situation like this!”

It was my grandfather.

‘My wonderful granddaughter. Are you already going to help me with the dishes?‘

‘Grandpa is having a hard time because he is old. Now I’ll do it for you!’

My grandfather who was often sick and felt like his back was going to break.¹He played you girl:⁠,⁠-⁠)

After carrying a heavy load, he had to sit down in a chair and rest for a while, sweating profusely.

He lamented that he overworked his body too much when he was young, and that if he had known this would happen, he would have lived a more leisurely life.

Now he was….

“Where are these damn things escaping like rats!!”

The old man who roared and easily beat up a young man who was dozens of years younger than him.

“…Who is that person?”

It can’t be my grandfather.

Yes, it’s an illusion. I am mistaken.

I missed my grandfather so much that I had hallucinations in this crazy situation.

“He is your grandfather, Sion Archaic Bastevan, don’t you recognise him?”

“What?!”

However, I was shocked and screamed at the words that the old woman who brought me and Ashamed out with a big smile laughed.

“…Oh my, didn’t you know?”

The old lady opened her eyes wide and said, as if she was even more surprised by my reaction.

“Even though the current emperor has exiled him, he was still famous as a hero in the Roshan Empire, right? These days, your biological father, a kid named Roberick Arne Hailian, is revered as a new hero… But in my view, that guy who looked so foolish would have be taken down right away if he faced Siorn during his prime.”

The voice of an old woman laughing heartily lingered in my ears.

It was truly a story from another world that I had never heard of.

Oh, that’s nonsense.

I could barely accept the fact that my grandfather was Duke Bastevan, but now my grandfather was…

“…He was a hero?!”

What is this nonsense?

The villain’s father was a hero?

I gaped at the completely unacceptable development and looked back at the battlefield again.

In the center of the battle, where light and roar exploded, the figure of the grandfather flying splendidly was clearly reflected in my field of view.

In front of that scene, I couldn’t figure out what was true and what was not.

Bang-bang-!

I stared at my grandfather in a dazed state for a long time as he was swinging his sword brilliantly.

“…Actually, I knew it too.”

“……What?!”

At that moment, Ashamed, who had been quietly observing the situation from the side, opened his mouth.

I shouted in shock.

This was something I had never heard of before, so how did he know that?!

“I learned this from the book the Emperor gave me, saying I should know this much. When the fanatics of Arkane, the spirit king of darkness, rose up and the world was plunged into chaos… i.e. when the start of disaster arrived, your grandfather was one of the heroes who saved the empire and the continent.”

“……what?”

I muttered in despair.

The start of disaster.

I also knew to some extent what that incident was.

“Nonsense.”

Even though I don’t know the exact circumstances, I read briefly about it, and among the names of heroes who traveled the battlefield and achieved meritorious deeds, my grandfather’s name did not appear anywhere?

⋯⋯What on earth was the truth?

Where did it all go wrong⋯?

“I guess the imperial family didn’t teach you this on purpose.”

What..?

At that moment, I felt like I had been hit hard on the head by Ashamed’s calm words.

“The Heilian Grand Duke’s influence must have also been involved. He must have thought that teaching you that fact would only make you follow your mother’s example further. As for, Sion Archaic Bastevan, he was an old man who did not have much time left to live…I guess they thought there was no need to worry about getting caught since he was just a criminal who had already lost everything and been exiled.”

Ashamed lowered his blue eyes and quietly muttered.

“Even though it ultimately failed.”

It seemed like all the pieces of his story were finally coming together.

Then the feelings that came to me were…

“…Can you believe all these beep²You can imagine the word here>⁠.⁠< guys?”

It was extreme anger and disgust.

I thought they were trash, but I never imagined that they would even manipulate history to deceive me.

“Ha…”

I rubbed my face and sighed.

What else was hidden from me?

How many things were there that only I didn’t know about?

I didn’t even know the truth about the person I loved the most, my grandfather.

I looked at my grandfather in confusion.

Suddenly, a scene came to mind.

Roberick, the so-called ‘male protagonist’ who has received the blessings of the Spirit King of Light, the Spirit King of Wind, and the Spirit King of Life, and was capable of healing/dealing/tanking –

‘You ³Another beep for me b*stard, where are you putting your hands!’

Crash-!

The sight of my grandfather being able to knock someone unconscious with a single hit of a rock came to my mind.

“Ah..”

I let out an exclamation and felt a deep realization. My grandfather… was never an ordinary person, enough hints had already been thrown at me.

But I didn’t notice it

No…

“He was living the rest of his life as a bureaucrat, which he didn’t like, but look at him now, he is very excited. In fact, in the old days, we even had a nickname for him, the blood-crazed mad dog.”

Next to me, looking at the colorful battleground with distant eyes, the grandmother, my grandfather’s former colleague, chattered with her eyes sparkling with amusement.

 

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About 70 years ago.

Humans and spiritists who worship the dark spirit king Arcane rebelled all over the continent, shaking ethics, humanity, and the foundation of the country, throwing the world into chaos.

This marked the beginning of a tragedy that would later be called ‘the beginning of disaster.’

As if they had been waiting for this moment, the darkness and its minions quickly engulfed the entire peaceful continent, and there was no end to counting the number of countries destroyed in the aftermath, and the hellish years lasted for over twenty years.

All life was immersed in hatred, grief, and despair.

But eternal night does not exist.

The spirit kings of the natural world, who had been on the lookout for Arkane since time immemorial since its creation, foresaw the fate of darkness and its descendants that would bring disaster, and after discussion to prevent the destruction that would flood after the onset of the disaster, they came up with a plan.

The ‘Breath of the Spirit King’, which is believed to be the source of the Spirit Kings, was cut into pieces and given to the human soul to create a new being.

The humans were born with the origin of the Spirit King in their souls.

These are people who can freely wield powerful powers at a level that far surpasses that of an ordinary spiritist from birth.

The world gave them the title ‘Great Spirit Master’.

Great Spirit of Wind, Mekaila Euphorium.

Atara Hakalla, Great Spirit of Water.

Great Spirit of Earth, David Callan Terrasium.

The Great Spirit of the Forest, Sophea Dryad.

Great Spirit of Light, Ezekiel Jereminia Heilian.

Judith Sephia, Great Spirit of Electricity.

Thus, six great spirits were born into the world.

As soon as the disaster began, the Spirit Kings alleviated their worries by sending down to the world the heroes they had created to prevent destruction.

-However, the great flow of fate was such that even the Spirit Kings, who were beings close to the truth, could not dare to guess its intention.

‘I’m sorry that you were born in such a confusing time, son.’

He was born into this world not as a great spiritist or as an ordinary spiritist, but as a non-spiritist who did not receive any blessings.

‘Let’s name the child Sion. Sion Archaic Bastevan.’

For she gave birth to a life endowed with a more special and noble destiny than any other.

‘Mother, look at this! There’s a toy stuck in the wall. I just applied a little force to try to get it down, but the entire wall broke!’

He was called the first non-spirit hero and was the one who made his name known throughout the world.

It was Sion Archaic Bastevan.

‘Oh my god, son…what is this?‘

Born as the only son of Duke Bastevan, a prestigious and historic family in the Roshan Empire, Sion was an ordinary person who did not receive any spirit blessings.

Therefore, no one thought that he was a child with a special destiny.

‘Is there something wrong with my son? A child who was only six years old said that a toy sword was stuck in the wall, so he pulled it and tore it off the wall of his room. Also his movements are so quick that even trained knights can’t keep up. Moreover, who would have imagined that he would climb up the wall and hang from the ceiling for over four hours to avoid discipline.’

‘It is true that it is very worrying, but it shouldn’t be related to the Dark Spirit King or anything like that.’

However, the young master of Bastevan, was born with a surprisingly strong body and incredible strength.

‘Sion! Your mother must have told you not to hold the sword anymore! You are the child who will inherit the dukedom. I can’t believe you are being captivated by something that looks like a cheap weapon that only lowly mercenaries would own!’

‘Mom, the first thing I like to do is exercise my body, the second thing is eating, and the third thing is sleeping. But you don’t allow me to do what I love the most… that’s too much.’

‘…… In other word, he would live only doing what he wanted to do. Wasn’t this what he said? Have you seen this stubborn guy? This is my first time seeing a nobleman like you in my life. No matter how much he is my son…’

And unlike other noble children who grew up beautifully, he had an indomitable will that could not be broken or shaken by anything.

‘Sion! You swing a sword and beat up people, right. You said sparring was the most fun, right? I have a lot of things to do. Would you like to come with me?’

‘Where?’

‘You’ll know when we get there. Just answer this. Are you going or not?’

‘Okay, let’s go.’

As time passed and he turned from a boy to a young man, the young master of Bastevan Yeongsik accepted the offer of his childhood friend, Judith, the Great Spiritualist, and accompanied him to a certain destination.

‘Hey, this is……’

And the destination they arrived at was none other than the border area where the dark spirit warriors and the allied spirit warriors were engaged in a fierce battle.

‘You know my abilities. They call me with the title of ‘Great Spirit Master.’

‘Did you bring me here to die with you?‘

The cheerful-looking girl burst out laughing joyfully at her friend’s question.

Her curly golden coriander hair shimmered mysteriously, mixing with the scorching light and shadows.

‘Is there anyone who knows you better than me? I know how special you are, Sion.‘

‘……No’

The pitch-black eyes were curved like a half moon and stared at Sion.

‘You can survive on this battlefield. No, you might produce even more results than that.’

‘……Ha, really. I have no intention of risking my life and jumping into danger.’

The boy grunted, roughly ruffling his red hair.

‘Really? Then I will give you the ability to choose. You can enter the war, but If you want to go back, you can turn here now. But you won’t be able to go into the battle with me.’

The girl held out her hand towards Sion with a lively smile on her face.

‘I can protect you from the dangers you inevitably face as a non-spirit priest with all my might.’

Sion looked at his friend for a moment.

‘...I’m so frustrated, you’re doing this because you know I can’t refuse, right?‘

The boy let out a light rebuke mixed with lament and then held the girl’s delicate hand.

In his first battlefield, young master Bastevan’s Yeongsik followed his friend and fought against the vicious dark spirit warrior with only hand-to-hand combat.

‘See, you can do it! Does it matter that you are non-spiritist?! You are strong!’

‘I almost died instead! Can’t you see this pitiful sight with your own two eyes?’

‘Puhahaha~!’

‘Do not laugh!’

Although he suffered some injuries, he played a decisive role in bringing about victory.

Thus, he soon gained a reputation that shook the entire continent.

‘You are Sion Archaic Bastevan? amazing! You won against the dark spiritist without even the power of the spirit!’

‘…….Uh, okay. Thank you for the compliment.’

‘I heard that the power of mind manipulation doesn’t work on you? It’s really amazing, how can an ordinary person do that?’

After going through several battlefields, Duke Basteban’s Yeongsik reached the peak of his life when he encountered Ezekiel Jereminia Hailian, the most sublime Great Spirit of Light who extinguishes darkness and has unrivaled healing powers.

Although he was declared a criminal, he was able to recover from the inevitable threat to his life with the healing power of the Great Spirit of Light, and was finally able to freely display his monstrous physical abilities.

But, young master Bastevan Yeongsik, Siorn Archaic bastevan, achieved victory against a disaster beyond the scope of humans with only his bare body and man-made weapons.

Even though he could not become a great spiritist, much less an ordinary spiritist, he dominated an era.

He was truly a wonderful hero who appeared in the world like a miracle.

 

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TL:

Wow, that was a really long chapter…

There are still 7 chapters pending…