I'm Secretly the Father of the Yandere Villainess's Daughter

On the coordinate opposite, within the expansive courtyard...

Cain had engineered the apparatus destined to transport them toward their distant destination. Although the magical tool he extracted manifested as exceedingly simplistic in its outer aspect, Cain had modified it and charged it with complex energetic pathways to reside as the most efficient and rapid spatial transit apparatus achievable within this world.

For in his capacity as the Supreme Leader of the [Transmigrators Organization], Cain wielded a dominating influence stretching across all regions of the earth, possessing covert branches and subordinate bases of the organization within the majority of the world’s continents. Within the Celestial Continent specifically, he commanded a branch of the organization situated within the heart of the Starry Empire’s territories as well. His influence and expansion were vastly broader than what any king or emperor could envision.

From this standpoint, Cain held under his disposal numerous stable teleportation gates dispersed throughout the entirety of the earth. Yet in his capacity as an expert father, he recognized with certainty that major teleportation gates harbored extreme hazards and a gargantuan spiritual pressure that the physiques of children at Amelia’s age could not tolerate—those whose magical channels and spiritual cores had not yet stabilized, where the gate’s pressure could rupture their mana pathways.

Therefore, he adopted an alternative resolution, refraining from utilizing conventional teleportation gates; rather, he would depend upon the [Beasts of the Void].

These rare beasts were no biological creatures, but rather unique spiritual spatial entities possessing a staggering capability to link any two coordinates within the cosmos. Once mobilized, the two distanced points became as though they were the identical location at the precise same instance!

Cain was already conserving an intensely rare [Spatial Frog Beast] within the storage of his covert secret System inventory. His strategy dictated that this spiritual entity would transport them directly to the covert subordinate headquarters of the Transmigrators Organization, cleverly concealed within the territories of the Starry Empire.

The Duke abandoned nothing to hazard. He had pre-arranged everything requisite for the expedition of rare magical elixirs, alongside defensive and offensive support tools that Amelia would necessitate within her strenuous training during the succeeding days. He charted the intensive training schedule with flawless accuracy, and had already designated the quantity and rank of the monsters his daughter would confront step-by-step within the mountain forests.

Given that his daughter possessed a unique innate affinity with the rare [Star Element], Cain instantly recalled a specific individual—one of the disciples of the prior Star Empress, whom Cain recognized personally.

Cain contemplated that this disciple could perhaps assist his daughter and guide her far better than himself within the subtleties of star magic, given that he was one of the disciples of that legendary woman regarding whom history stated she was the grandest individual to possess potentials within the Star Element, prior to rumors circulating that she abruptly vanished from existence, and no one within the world recognized whither she departed or where her sepulcher resided.

In any event, Cain resolved that he would encounter him during this expedition and introduce him to his talented daughter to perceive if he was capable of delivering genuine support to her. In either circumstance, this individual had been attempting to curry favor and approach Cain for a vast duration, pleading with him to deploy the influence of the Transmigrators Organization to assist the Starry Empire so it would not entirely collapse owing to accumulated mismanagement and lethal economic debts.

When Amelia finally arrived at the grand courtyard of the palace, she was carrying her arranged small satchel, wearing luxurious combat garments manufactured specifically from optimized [Magical Polyester]—a legendary fabric resilient against sharp physical shocks and magical impacts alike. She was simultaneously sporting around her neck with immense pride that precious jade magical [Pendant] that Cain had delivered to her previously for her custody.

Amelia stood with absolute confidence, stating in a delicate, childish tone, ”Dad... I am thoroughly prepared for the expedition.”

Amelia at that precise moment resided within the most splendid and refined aspect of her mesmerizing childish beauty, to such an extent that when Cain gazed at her, he registered a deluge of pride and deep virtues for being the father of this staggering child.

Cain smiled, stating jokingly, ”What is this beautiful contour and dominating elegance, Amelia?.. Do you desire to hijack all glances the moment we arrive? Hahaha.”

He praised his daughter while registering a sweeping joy invading his chest. Yet for his small princess, Amelia, these spontaneous words manifested as a freezing, iced beverage quenching the thirst of one who had nearly perished from extreme dehydration! The words permeated her heart, rendering her at the absolute pinnacle of genuine joy and ecstasy.

Her cheeks crimsoned, and she stated with an expansive smile, ”Hahaha... thank you... thank you immensely, my cherished Dad...”

And though she internally yearned and wished to utter words far deeper and more expressive than mere conventional gratitude, the dominating emotions of joy paralyzed her contemplation, rendering her incapable of arranging her phrases in the required format.

At that thrilling instance, Cain squandered no further duration. He shifted his hand with blinding velocity to hurl that small [Spatial Frog] that was resting within his palm onto the floor.

The moment the small spiritual entity crashed upon the marble tiles and the faint sound of impact was elicited, a terrifying transformation materialized before their staring eyes. The frog’s physique expanded and bloated with frenzied velocity to become gargantuan in magnitude, mirroring a small residence before them! Then, it parted its massive mouth to an exceedingly vast extent...

Yet the miraculous and staggering matter was that there existed no contours of a repulsive animalistic mouth, tongue, or internal viscera as anticipated. Rather, everything visible across the dividing line of its mouth was absolute darkness, ink-black and profound... a darkness initiating with flawless accuracy precisely where its lip-line concluded, as though it were a portal to an alternative dimension!

Amelia’s eyes widened in absolute stupefaction, murmuring in her secrecy: ”Are these... the legendary Spatial Beasts?! It is an entity intensely rare and beyond the boundaries of description within the records!”

She was on the verge of swearing within herself that she had never fantasized or dared within her past existence to dream of possessing or even perceiving one of these spiritual entities; for the hazard of unearthing a solitary spatial beast within this universe perfectly mirrored the hazard of throwing a die in gambling and having the outcome land upon the number six for six consecutive instances without a solitary error!

Yet now, owing to successive surprises, she had acquired a sturdy immunity against shocks. For of course her magnificent father the Duke possessed every miraculous entity within this world! And according to her exclusive, warped logic saturated with possessiveness, she contemplated: ”I possess my father’s heart entirely... and my father possesses this rare entity... therefore, by consequence and logic, I possess this spatial animal as an exclusive property of my own too!.. In fact, my father might possess more than a solitary one, and he may own alternative entities of vastly superior value that intellects cannot tolerate!”

At this time, Cain turned toward her and smiled with gentleness, gesturing to his daughter to enter initially. Amelia indeed advanced with stable steps to be swallowed by the dimness of the spiritual entity, and Cain pursued her immediately behind, penetrating the interior of the frog’s maw. The moment they entered, the gargantuan frog sealed its massive mouth with absolute rigidity, shrinking upon itself with supreme velocity within the span of a solitary second, vanishing entirely from the palace courtyard without abandoning a single trace or magical fluctuation behind it!

Concurrently... night enveloped the regions of the [Celestial Continent].

The contemporary time and alignment within the Celestial Continent were, by natural course, thoroughly alternative to the nature of time within the mundane continent. And though they were currently present within the heart of the capital of the grand [Starry Empire], the state of the streets and structures at this late hour of the night differed minorly from abandoned and neglected zones; for ink-black darkness and a dubious serenity dominated the atmosphere as a consequence of the stagnation the territory endured.

Inside one of the towering coastal spires that pertained to and carried the emblem of the [Beast Taming Guild]—which functioned in concealment as a front belonging to the covert branch of the Transmigrators Organization—the guard in charge, Sir Hazen, was seated behind the primary reception desk. He was on the absolute verge of slumbering upon himself, his head dropping from the excess of fatigue and exhaustion due to the multitude of arduous endeavors and missions he had fought and supervised throughout the day.

And though according to the rigid regulations of the organization he was strictly prohibited from sleeping or neglecting his duty during the hours of official and nocturnal shifts, he addressed himself with laziness: ”The President or the Supreme Leader will not arrive, for instance, at this highly randomized and late hour of the night and unearth me sinking into slumber!.. Furthermore, my exclusive shift has not remaining upon it save for ten minutes to entirely conclude... I can sleep for instances in peace of mind and devoid of anxiety.”

Hazen placed his fatigued hand upon the desk to rest his heavy head upon it, sealing his eyes in surrender...

Yet at that precise instance, a sudden movement materialized and a freezing aura surged; for that massive statue of the ”Frog” resting in the corner of the primary reception hall as a decoration for the guild shifted and displaced!

Hazen slowly parted his eyes, assuming initially that he was fantasizing and hallucinating due to lack of sleep and fatigue. Yet when he focused his vision, he verified with certainty that the stone frog had opened its titanic mouth in a terrifying and horrifying methodology—the very object he assumed throughout his years of service was a mere decorative statue replica that never shifted!

Dread monopolized him and his flesh shuddered. Assuming that a specter or a hostile assault was invading the spire, he instantly commenced collecting his body’s mana with dexterity, engineering a defensive magical incantation to protect himself...

Yet prior to his articulating the incantation, the darkness dentro the frog’s mouth cleaved, and there departed from it abruptly an individual of tall stature, possessing a dominating, terrifying majesty to which mountains bowed, donning a luxurious black cloak, pursued adjacent to his side step-by-step by a beautiful small girl mirroring him immensely in features and sharp glances.

The cold and cutting resonance of Cain echoed within the silent hall: ”Were you on the verge of sleeping and neglecting your custody, Hazen?”

Sir Hazen was startled, shocked with a stupefaction that caused his heart to leap from his chest! The moment he realized the identity of the individual standing before him, recognizing the features of the Supreme Leader of the Transmigrators Organization, he instantly ran like a maniac upon his knees to kneel with absolute dread and full submission to Cain upon the floor: ”M-Master Supreme Leader!! Forgive me, I—”

Yet Cain gestured with his hand in a light movement, halting him from persisting in apology or concluding the kneeling, stating in a practical, commanding tone: ”Arise... there is a guest upon the verge of arriving at the headquarters now... Depart instantly and arrange the hospitality hall to the absolute pinnacle of perfection.”

Hazen stood, his physique trembling, on the literal verge of weeping as his eyes consumed the remaining ten minutes upon the wall clock until the conclusion of his nocturnal shift so he could depart to his couch. Yet he certainly recognized with certainty that he possessed not a single shred of audacity or right to elude or oppose his master, Duke Cain; for opposing this man at such a timeline was perfectly equivalent to composing his execution document and demanding death with his own hands!

Hazen bowed with speed, stating in a cracking voice: ”Your command is obeyed, my Master! I shall arrange the hall within the blink of an eye!”