Reincarnated As The Hero’s Daughter: Wait, Why Is My MP Not Running Out?

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"Where are we going?" Celica wondered.

We were as of now walking right into the city's gates. Celica was being carried by my father's arms, wondering where we were going.

"Well, didn't you wanted to come with us to the orphanage, little Celica?" Wondered my mother.

Celica nodded shyly.

"B-But it is inside the city? Bad people is there…" She sighed.

"Well, she got kidnaped alongside her mother in the city, it is understandable." My father said. "But the orphanage is there, we'll have to get through the gates. Don't worry."

"Uhhh…" Celica hugged her teddy plushie while feeling slightly afraid. My father smiled gently and caressed her hair, calming her down.

"It's fine if you don't want to go, dear. We can go back." My mother said.

"I… No, it is fine…" Sighed Celica. She seemed to not want to go back, despite her fears. She was a strong girl.

"She's surely strong." Said Aquarina.

"I'm sure she'll make good friends with the kids at the Orphanage. The little Mist is specially very friendly, you're going to instantly get a friend there. Without a doubt." Said Zack.

"Mist is very cute and adorable, despite what she went through, she's also very strong, you two are similar." I said.

"Mist… How is she?" Wondered Celica.

"She's pale like porcelain… And has white and fluffy hair." Said Aquarina.

"She got four eyes." Said Zack.

"And a cross-shaped mouth, with large black horns." I said.

"Eeeh… Huhh…" Celica began sucking her thump while trying to imagine her. She was probably imagining something uncanny compared to the adorable appearance of the little Mist.

When we reached the gates of the city, two guard stopped us, they were not the same that let us get in easily the other time. Guards probably have shifts commonly so they change a lot.

"Hey, stop there…" One said, looking rather old, and bald. He walked straight towards my father and looked at Celica's blue skin. "Blue skin? That's a demon you're trying to sneak inside the city? Is she your slave?"

"She's my adoptive daughter." My father said without a doubt. I guess that's the façade we are using.

"Adoptive daughter?! Why would you adopt a demon?" Asked the guard. My father didn't took a single second to move his fists towards the man's face.

BAAAM!

"Uaggh!"

The man fell down the floor and rolled over the road, falling into the grasslands.

"O-Oi! Do you think you can just do that to a guard?!" A second guard rushed towards my father, as my father showed him his Adventurer License, a golden card.

"S-RANK!" The guard stopped from pointing his spear at my father, falling to his butt. He quickly felt the aura he emanated. And then, for overkill, everybody else showed their Licenses…

"F-Four S-Rank…! Ah! T-They told me there were four S-Rank in the city but… T-To think you come and go from the city to the outside… M-My bad! Please forgive my companion's disrespect!"

Even authority bend the knee before S-Rank Adventurers, they're truly a title that can easily shit over anybody they want… Quite frightening, it is as if they're untouchable. But if it allows my father to be an asshole to jerks, I am all in for abusing his title.

"A-All of you can pass, free of charge!" The guard said, as we quickly walked inside the city.

My mother quickly reprimanded my reckless father.

"Allan! Why did you had to hit the guard? You just had to show him the license so he wouldn't open his mouth! Do you just enjoy provoking people to give yourself a reason to punch them in the face?" My mother said.

"I would be lying if I said I didn't." Laughed my father. As my mother realized Celica was happy about what my father did.

"Aunt Faylen, don't get angry…! Uncle Allan was cool! He did BAAM! and the bad man flew into the air! It was BOOM! And then KABAM!" Celica said, punching the air. Although my father only gave him a tiny punch. If he went serious my father would had ended blowing the man's head into pieces.

"You're exaggerating a bit, dear." My mother sighed. "Nonetheless, I guess I will allow it this time. Don't do this again, Allan. We know these people are discriminatory but still."

"Yes, alright, I get it…" My father sighed.

"You're really hopeless sometimes." Said Shade.

"Hahaha! That was hilarious!" Nepheline couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"I can't help but agree with Nepheline there, it really made me laugh how he rolled into the ground, hahaha…" Ninhursag said while covering her mouth as she tried to contain her laughter to not enrage my mother.

"This is the man you've chosen as your husband, Faylen. Did you seriously not expected this, dear?" My uncle Arafunn said with a smirk and a carefree shrug.

"I-I know, Arafunn! He really does enrages me, even though I love him…" Sighed my mother. "But I really just want to give him a smack sometimes in the head!"

"Hahaha…!" Laughed Arafunn. "You two are really made for one another, aren't you? I am impressed by the patience Allan has with you."

"What?! You should be impressed with the patience I have with him!" My mother said in disbelief.

"Heh, well, I love her a lot so I can bear with her reprimanding. I just got used to them when we were still training." Said my father. "Waking up everyday with her screaming at us… Really, those were the years. When everyone was there… When… they were not gone yet…"

My father suddenly recalled something, as everyone suddenly fell slightly silent.

"Sigh… Okay, you don't have to recall the past just to get sad. We are going to the orphanage right now." Said my mother. "I'm sure they would be happy with what you're doing."

"…Yeah, I also like to think that. Sigh, I kind of want to meet with the Witch and that pale guy." My father said.

"Witch? Pale guy?" I wondered.

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