The Magic of “Analysis” Sees Through Everything – Chapter 23

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭-𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

The training ground was as quiet as if the water had been struck.


“That Captain Tyrone, he. . .”

Soon, murmurs of admiration began to cover the training ground.

“Tyrone, how was he?”

“It just doesn’t work.”

Tyrone took a deep breath as he approached Sir Wilfred.

“He’s an incredible warrior, beyond what you can imagine from his appearance. There is not a single person here who can beat him.”


“I swear on my ancestor’s name. Even if all the guards here teamed up, it’s doubtful they could win. I’d bet against it.”

“Hmm. . .Tyrone says that much. . .”

Sir Wilfred grumbled, stroking his chin, as Luke smiled at him.

“So, will you take me with you for the dungeon conquest now?”

“Oh, if you’re coming along for the dungeon conquest? Wilfred-sama, with him, it’s as good as having a hundred men! I guarantee it!”

Tyrone exclaimed with joy at Luke’s words.

“Alright, if you say so, I have no choice but to agree. We can’t deny that we’re short on people, and I’m more than happy to welcome volunteers.”

Sir Wilfred murmured, extending his hand to Luke.

“I apologize for putting you in danger when you’ve come here for a vacation, but please do me the honor. I promise to return the favor.”

“It’s fine, I offered to help. I look forward to working with you.”

Luke firmly grasped his hand, and Sir Wilfred returned the smile.

“The dungeon conquest is scheduled for three days from now. Until then, feel free to relax as if you’re at home in my mansion.”











“I will also accompany you to the dungeon.”

Alma said this while dining with Luke and Sir Wilfred in the evening.

“That’s absolutely not allowed.”

Sir Wilfred immediately refused.

“Why? You agreed to Luke.”

“That’s a different matter. Where in the world is there a father who would take his daughter to a dungeon?”

“What’s the point of being a noble’s daughter if I don’t stand up for our land and people? I’ve graduated from the Magic Knight Academy and have experience in actual combat as a guard. I should be of some help.”

“No means no. Just wait quietly.”

“Why! You were just saying we’re short on people!”

“When I say no, it’s no! I can’t put my daughter in danger!”

“You’re so stubborn, Otou-sama!”

“No matter how much you whine, I won’t let you go!”

“I’m definitely going!. . .why are you laughing, Luke?”

Alma pouted at Luke, who was laughing beside her.

“Sorry, but. . .it’s just that you two really are father and daughter, huh.”

Luke smiled, covering his mouth.


“I also used to talk back to my father when he was alive, leading to arguments. Looking back, it seems like they were for really silly reasons. But maybe that was just a part of being father and son, it seems so when I think about your interactions.”

“. . .I see, Lord Eric passed away when you were still a child.”

Sir Wilfred sets down his fork and knife and murmurs.

“Yes, it was when I was 12. He had an accident on his way back from a dungeon raid and never recovered. . .”

Luke gazes straight at Sir Wilfred.

“I still think about what if I had been there at that time, every day. I don’t think there was anything I could have done back then, but I still wish I had been there. I think Alma. . . Alma-san must feel the same.”

“Hmm. . . but still. . .”

Luke smiles at the undecided Sir Wilfred.

“Even if you oppose, she’ll probably follow you on her own. It’s probably impossible to lock her up. After all, she’s the daughter of the renowned Rampart Margrave, known for their indomitable spirit.”

“Ha! You’ve got me there.”

Sir Wilfred breaks into a smile at these words.

“Indeed, my daughter wouldn’t give up so easily.”

“I promise you, I won’t let a single scratch come to Alma-san. Please, allow her to accompany us. I ask this of you too.”

Luke says this with a bowed head.

“Luke. . .”

Alma gasps.

“. . .Alright, I’ll allow her to come along.”

Sir Wilfred nods after a moment of silence.


“But you must promise not to be reckless. Although you’ve worked as a guard, a dungeon is a completely different matter. Stay in the rear, not in the front, that’s the condition for my permission.”

“I understand. I promise I won’t do anything reckless!”

Alma shouts this and then hugs Sir Wilfred.

“I love you, Otou-sama!”

“Really, you only act like this at times like these.”

Sir Wilfred smiles wryly, but his expression is relaxed.

“Luke, I hate to always rely on you, but can I entrust my daughter to you? Please, keep her safe.”

“Please leave Alma-san to me. I will definitely protect her. I promise to live up to Lord Rampart’s expectations.”

“Luke. . .”

Alma’s face turns bright red and she melts at these words.

Sir Wilfred smiles at Luke.

“You can call me Wilfred. You’re a friend of mine, after all. And you don’t have to be so formal with my daughter in front of me. She always pouts when you call her ‘san.'”

“I’m not pouting!”

“Understood. Then, Sir Wilfred, I look forward to working with you again.”

“Indeed, I also look forward to it.”

Luke and Sir Wilfred shake hands firmly once again.

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