Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 470 Father and Daughter
"Dad, don't you work at the district government? What are you doing here?! And what are you wearing?!"

The father and daughter met unexpectedly in a narrow passageway.

On one side was a middle-aged office worker dressed in cheap light armor, and on the other was a young daughter who also looked like an office worker. Their huge backpacks, taller than a person, didn't look like those of a proper adventurer at all.

"Dad found a job that pays more and is working overtime right now. By the way, this is my new boss, Mr. Rean. He's a really nice guy; he even gave me triple pay for overtime!"

Old Felipe happily introduced his new boss to his daughter.

"Uh, hello, I'm Feijie. Wait! Dad, aren't you an ordinary person?"

"Oh, the boss gave me two days of pre-job training. Now I'm a professional too. Um, I guess I should be called a martial monk?"

Felipe remained calm yet joyful, even bowing slightly to greet his daughter's friend, as if he had just bumped into her while strolling down the street.

But the person on the other end couldn't take it anymore. You're over forty, your energy and blood are starting to decline, and you've actually taken on the job of a martial monk, which demands the most from your physical body!
"Wait! It's Knight Rean! Paladin Rean!"

Meanwhile, the knight leading the opposing squad finally recognized that Rean, with or without armor, was a completely different person.

"I heard you were training as a martial monk; I never expected to run into you here."

Seeing the male knight rushing over with his eyes shining, Rean never expected to encounter his own fan. He never imagined that he would have fans!

But thinking about it, it makes sense. In several major crises, Rean always rushed to the front without hesitation.

His battle scenes, his strength, and his identity naturally attracted attention, and Radiant City was already working hard to create stars in order to boost morale.
"When you and Princess Dania are together, do you usually meet in Radiant City? Does Her Highness come down from there?"

Uh, so you're a rumor fan or a CP fan?
Rean is numb. Has this rumor not died down yet?
"Those are all rumors, don't take them seriously."

While dealing with his fans, his main attention was focused on the father and daughter who were already arguing.

"Stop fooling around, go back now. What will we do if you get hurt?"

The daughter was clearly worried about her father, who was nearing retirement age and in poor health, yet he was acting as a frontline adventurer.

Felipe frowned, showing no intention of listening to his daughter; in his logic, a daughter should listen to her father.

"This is my job. Don't interfere with my work and earning money. I'm still in the professional development stage. If you do this, it will affect my future salary."

The daughter immediately broke down and said, "With your physical condition, how can you train with top professionals and expect to get a high salary?"
"Stop messing around! Come back with me!"

The daughter, Figeel, reached out to drag him away, but couldn't budge him.

"I'm not messing around, you're the one who should stop messing around."

The father then turned the tables and brought up his daughter, which stunned even her friends.

Figel's strength is not great; as a second-tier warrior, her level is quite average. However, as a centaur, she has amazing endurance, stamina, and speed, and she also possesses superhuman strength.

She was actually only temporarily working with this squad; their combat skills were too poor. They hired her more for logistical support, essentially making her a battlefield porter.

She received only half to a third of the money that the other members received, but it was still much better than working on the streets.

But now, this woman with superhuman strength can't even budge her ordinary father.
"Stop messing around, I'm better than you, you should do as I say."

The middle-aged man with the furrowed brows immediately launched into a tirade.

"what?!"

Figel's youthful face was full of displeasure. What on earth was her father, who was like a mechanical puppet, saying?
This person has been so engrossed in work that they don't communicate with their family at all, but have they completely gone mad now?
Even if he managed to hone his extraordinary skills by sheer luck (Feijie didn't believe the three-day claim; she thought her father must have secretly practiced for a long time), is this a profession that ordinary people can make a living from? Ordinary people who lack both innate talent and physical attributes, even if they become professionals, are just cannon fodder among cannon fodder.

"Why not just have a fight? Whoever is stronger can have their way."

Rean, however, happily fanned the flames.

Rean was very interested in how Felipe would handle this situation.

His suggestion was the most efficient solution, but it was also toxic. If his daughter lost to her ordinary middle-aged father, she would immediately become a laughing stock and wouldn't even be able to work as a porter anymore.

But will Felipe realize this? If he does, will he care? Rean is very interested in his decision.

"Okay, hurry up, it won't take long, let's get here."

This choice came rather quickly, without any hesitation.

"what?!"

The daughter felt her fists harden.

As a result, all parties vacated a space.

The daughter, her fists hardened, was somewhat excited; she could finally teach her bastard father, who was rarely home, a lesson.

"I'm here?"

"I taught you that wasting time is unacceptable."

That tone instantly fueled her daughter's anger. She retaliated.

She was instantly defeated.

One minute later, the world-famous painting depicts a weeping daughter and a heartless father.

Figel's eyes widened, tears streaming down her cheeks, completely unable to believe that she had lost, and lost so utterly.

A second-tier warrior, a veteran with at least four years of experience in the industry, was easily defeated by a middle-aged man who had switched careers.

Perhaps I really shouldn't have gone into this line of work, otherwise I wouldn't have ended up as a porter instead of a newbie.

I must say, this energetic girl looks quite pretty when she cries.

Originally, Figel's appearance was only average. Her blonde hair wasn't pure enough, and her freckles also affected her already ordinary looks. However, her long, snow-white legs and blonde ponytail gave her a very energetic look.

But now, she's squatting on the ground, hands supporting her weight, crying so miserably and heartbrokenly.

Judging from the excited "companions" watching the spectacle, Rean's guess was correct. If nothing unexpected happens, she probably can quit this line of work. Crying so hard, maybe she's not really thinking about retirement.

Felipe, however, seemed a bit irritated; at least he appeared somewhat impatient.

"I told you, don't waste my time and interfere with my work."

He looked at his crying daughter with a calm expression, seemingly unconcerned about what would happen next.

Didn't expect it? No, I just didn't care.
"Don't worry, my income will be quite good and will make up for your loss. You can then take better care of your family. Didn't you complain about not having time to spend with your mother and brother?"

Judging by the numbers alone, it's probably correct.

But is this even human?
Even Rean, who was used to being inhuman, was somewhat shocked.

Meanwhile, Fijie cried even louder. Others thought it was her father's admonition, a threatening reprimand, but she knew he was serious.

Because one is weak and unqualified, one should naturally give up when a better candidate appears, which is more advantageous in terms of income and efficiency.

Learning and spiritual practice are for the sake of work, work is for making money, and making money is for survival. According to Felipe's logic, since he can earn several times or even ten times more than his daughter, there is naturally no need for her to continue working.

Previously, I was the most powerful person in the family, so I received resources and was allowed to make my own way in the world.

Now, do I no longer even have a reason to live?

She could never understand her father's logic, but she knew the logic behind his actions and knew that he was 100% serious, so she cried even harder.

Several more teams passed by, some pointing and gossiping, others happily spreading interesting stories. No need to worry about it anymore; even the movers will be pressured to lower their prices, and some might even be unable to continue working.

After all, nobody wants their team to have someone who can't even beat a mortal like Old Deng as a burden.
"I...I...I can still..." But she couldn't believe it herself halfway through her sentence. The person she could have relied on, the man who caused everything, just looked at her with impatience, as if he was disgusted that she was wasting his time.

Looking at Felipe's impatient expression, Rean's telepathic abilities allowed him to sense a calm yet slightly anxious state of mind in the other man. Felipe was somewhat uneasy, but not much.

Perhaps he also cared about his daughter and felt that if she continued to work like this, she would eventually fail, so it would be better for him to come back and take care of her.

As for his daughter's feelings and dreams, that would be too much for Old Deng's logical thinking to comprehend.

Perhaps he considered it, but felt he would be able to accept it after some time.

The daughter had almost stopped crying when a male voice suddenly rang out.

“Miss Figel? Your stamina and endurance are quite good. I happen to be short of a long-term logistics person. Are you interested? If so, you can come down with us.” Rean spoke very sincerely, seemingly genuinely optimistic about Figel.

Since Rean stirred up trouble, he was naturally prepared to put it out.

Although it sounds like boasting, for low-level adventurers, simply taking on a job from Rean and traveling with him for a period of time is enough to make them famous.

Not to mention a long-term employment; Rean might even give her pointers on the road, which is a job she never dared to dream of before.

"Aren't you going to thank Boss Rean yet!" Felipe, who smiled like a fake, was the first to speak.

Before his daughter could speak, the father who had promised to make her cry was the one who, for him, thought was indeed a simple matter.

All we need to do is maximize our profits; there's no need to waste too much time.

Working for Boss Rean clearly offers higher income and better benefits, so naturally, I had to agree on behalf of my daughter.

Looking at her father's calm face, Figel almost fainted from anger.

Rean shook his head, feeling sympathy for this daughter for the first time.
"This is truly a difficult father-daughter relationship." Just imagining it makes Rean think that their interactions at home must be so awkward it makes one's scalp tingle.

"Um, can I sign my name as Princess Dania's dearest princess knight, Rean?"

This enthusiastic fan, however, suddenly made Rean unable to feel any sympathy; it seemed even more difficult and awkward for him to explain himself.

"Rean, only Rean!" How could I possibly sign this? What would Hela and Dania think of me if they found out!
After hastily signing his name, Rean ran away.

(End of this chapter)