186 – If-3
Before that, Ariasviel’s romance had been the biggest concern within Reinhardt.
Who is the person that Ariaspil, who is the most mentally flawless in the family and is upright as a knight, loves?
It’s a rumor that usually happens when you’re aristocrats, but because there was a huge and heavy signboard called Ariasviel, the size of the interest was maximized.
There were rumors that he was the prince of the imperial family, and there were quite strong speculations that he was the owner of the mage tower or the saint of the temple.
And one day Arya asked me.
[Did you hear the rumors going around these days? It’s about you and me.]
I don’t know what kind of crazy guy he is, but he spread bullsh*t about the relationship between Ariasviel and me.
That day, judging from the hardened expression on Aria’s face, it seemed that she was in quite a bad mood.
I wonder if it was different for me.
[That’s bullsh*t. Common sense makes no sense.]
Aria and herself are different from each other regardless of talent or ability.
I don’t know what kind of guy he was, but it was clear that he was quite an idle idiot.
[Feel bad? Rumors like that.]
Arya Spiel did a good job asking such a question without changing the color of his face. Even if you look at it like this, I’m a man too, but that guy doesn’t even care?
[It’s more difficult than bad. What will the family head or Chris think of me?]
Even if it was a rumor, it would of course not look good to the family except for Rios.
[That’s right. That’s right.]
I don’t know why he bothered to ask when he knew it well. Is he just saying that he won last time?
[Rather than that, why don’t rumors that I will beat you spread?]
[Because there is no evidence.]
Damn it, it’s okay to deceive.
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And now, the second round.
“…aaa…!”
Leonardo pulled his hair and let out all kinds of screams in the house. After looking at the house and recalling memories with his parents, Leonardo only let out a primary color scream with no purpose to strengthen his resolve.
It was full of shame to see it as a ritual to burn the fighting spirit, and it was just embarrassing to the point of being embarrassed.
Because he was just squatting on the bed, covering his face with his hands and squeezing his voice endlessly.
[Be quiet and be ashamed. I’ll put a scab on my eardrum.]
“Shut up!!”
With a swear word close to screaming, Leonardo punched the sarcastic sage. It was a pointless attack for a sage who could even pass through walls.
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier!!”
[Did you ask?]
“Ceee!!”
Leonardo’s face was completely burning red. The trips that have been made so far come to mind one after another.
Criticizing and criticizing Reinhardt for not being the same.
They said they would kill Ariasviel.
To treat the servant Ain as both an object and a subordinate.
He foretold that he would rape her if he won through battle.
Besides that, countless other things come to mind.
Now I understand why everyone’s reaction was subtle and lukewarm.
“This would happen if I told you in advance…!!”
[Ji did it his own way, but he talks a lot.]
Ariaspil and her future self were lovers.
It’s embarrassing and absurd, so I’m going crazy.
Have I really gone out of my mind because I really can’t stand it?
How could you do something like that with Arya?
At that age, everyone would be an old man, but she has such a desire for a child in her twenties.
It must be crazy. No further explanation is possible here.
And the opponent is Arya. It was Ariaspil, the hero like the ice field.
“…What the heck…!”
The moment Leonardo started to scream again,
“…I’m back.”
At the dramatic timing, Ain returned from the town hall after persuasion. Despite her expressionless face, the girl’s face was clearly tired.
[You have arrived just fine. Because if your father screamed again, she would break the window.]
“Who is that father…!”
Leonardo, who tried to deny it immediately, did not dare to open his mouth when he saw Ain’s expression.
That child is innocent of his resentment, and at the same time he must be in trouble because of this.
“Others suffered serious injuries and had memory problems, so I pretended they came to recuperation.”
What Leonardo said seemed like nonsense to anyone who heard it. Especially to Anus and Dean, who were not involved in this industry, it must have felt like an incomprehensible eccentricity.
Considering that he was sweating hard to cover it up, Leonardo himself was too shy to dare to raise his voice.
“…Uhh…Thank you…Thank you.”
“No. I just did my job.”
Saying that, Ain stood up like a machine again. He didn’t say anything and just stood there looking like a doll.
“…Why don’t you sit down? I suffered…”
“Okay.”
Ain sat down next to the bed while answering with a short answer. Knowing his relationship with the expressionless girl, Leonardo couldn’t help but feel more awkward than before.
“…Sorry.”
“…What?”
She was expressionless, and Ain briefly apologized without making eye contact with her. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to see Leonardo, it was because I was uneasy about the reaction that would come out of his apology.
“If I had told you in advance, this misfortune could have been prevented. Concentrating on recovering his memories, he was actually thinking of Leonardo-sama…”
“Okay. Even if it was me, I wouldn’t have said it because it was embarrassing to say.”
While consoling him curtly, Leonardo let out a short sigh. In fact, things were just complicated to understand.
“…I am the one who will kill the future me.”
[The corner of the mouth went up for that kind of thing?]
The wise man saw it clearly. Leo’s lips, which subtly rose every time Arya mentioned the word ‘daughter-in-law’, were clearly visible through the distorted face.
“Who said he liked it!!”
[I didn’t say I liked it? They said the corners of their lips went up.]
At that, Leonardo seemed to have nothing to say and was busy waiting with his face flushed. It was like seeing a teenager in his teens, not a middle-aged man in his 50s.
“…You…! Ain, what do you think when you see it?!”
“Yes…? You mean that?”
She was an Ain whose expressionless expression started to tremble when an arrow suddenly went towards her.
“Does it look like I’m smiling to you, my daughter?”
Ain had a lot of conflict running through her head. In the current situation, no matter what answer you give, your choker will shine like the stars in the sky.
“…I, I…”
Obviously Leo screamed at the word daughter-in-law as if in a fit. It was clear that her face was flushed with excitement.
But she couldn’t agree with the word ‘hate’. It was because, like the sage, the corners of Leo’s mouth seemed to rise subtly to Ain’s optic nerve.
“I’m going to do some reconnaissance. Ho, in case you don’t know.”
Ain’s father taught him that running away is the way to go in case of danger.
“Hey wait…!”
Ain faithfully carried out that teaching. She hurriedly drove a piece of Dean’s claw into her body and Ain went out the door.
Even if it’s an excuse, you have to make sure you do reconnaissance so it won’t be a ‘lie’.
Around the time the wolf’s ears and nose grew.
“…This smell…”
From the tip of my nose, I smelled a familiar and unfamiliar smell. Of course, she could be mistaken if she thought of the smell of the ship in this house, but Ain, who became rich in her sensibility, arbitrarily guessed it.
‘…Chimera…’
It was a very weak smell, but I recognized the olfactory information that matched the scent I smelled at the meeting place of the Magic Tower.
* * *
After the death of the owner of the red pagoda, an extensive investigation was conducted on her research.
As well as the magic executioner in charge of the magic world, the Temple’s Heretic Inquisitor, the Imperial Imperial Knights, and Reinhardt’s Enforcer Knights also tracked the evil deeds and injustice of the Red Tower Lord.
In general, it was common sense that the magic executioner would be the first to find, but one exception occurred in this investigation.
‘Magic Executioners cannot be trusted. This is where we, the Heretic Questioner…!’
‘If you don’t know anything about magic, don’t make foolish remarks.’
The Sorcery Executioner and the Heretic Questioner collided with each other and proceeded sluggishly.
From the beginning, the mage tower and the temple were in an enmity relationship, and the case of the red pagoda was not suitable for becoming a spark of a fight.
The Imperial Knights may have excellent combat skills, but in terms of tracking, they couldn’t compare to the Execution Knights, who continued to roll in actual combat.
As a result, Reinhardt was the first to acquire the information.
“…This is research material…”
“Yes, it is a study of Leonardo’s parents… which is not yet known to other organizations.”
Gladio, the head of the household, looked at the file folder that Marken held out, and his expression darkened. This material probably contained secrets that were not revealed even before the return.
“…Can we see this?”
With trembling eyes, Rios listened to the data. He wasn’t sure if it was okay for them to look at this before Leo did, no matter how much they wanted to investigate.
“I think it’s better to call Leonardo… Reynolds now. The first person to see this will be you.”
Chris did not disagree with Rios’ opinion. Perhaps the first to crave this material are Len and his family, Leonardo himself.
“…But is it always right to tell the truth?”
It was Marken, who had a conversation with Leo until the very end, who showed opposition.
“I don’t know if it’s right to let him carry more weight than that. Leo… Has already done more than his share.”
I can understand this because I have been on the battlefield for a long time as a veteran. The more you fight, the more your mind and body, among them, the mind is broken before the body.
About 5 years is the longest period even for himself, but how much is the scar of a human who lived in a place where the world itself became a battlefield for 30 years?
Marken was helplessly unfathomable.
“…What would Leonardo do if his parents were really black?”
Gladio expressed concern about disclosing the data directly to Leo.
There are words that still ring vividly in his eyes and ears.
[Or is this what the family head wants to say?]
[Even if it’s abandoned, the blood of the monster will be mixed, so it’s only natural for me, as a child of the monster’s parents, to pick it up.]
Leonardo’s love-hate anger still made his judgment difficult and prudent.
The idea that just showing this might be forcing a choice remained in my mind.
“…That’s right. But…”
As a saint, Lumine respected all the words of Reinhardt. Each of them was giving their best opinion from their own point of view, and there was no force in it.
“But… You can’t hide the data, can you?”
As an adult, Lumine couldn’t help but value honesty.
{…Hiding the truth is deception. However, it is also true that Leonardo-kun’s condition is easy to run out of control both physically and mentally.}
Angela, as the elder and the first saint, had to focus on her actual damage.
When Leonardo’s sword’s divine power runs out of control, it is mainly in the case of an injection of demonic energy and an extreme mental state.
She couldn’t object to the need for great care in telling the truth, even if it’s just a lie to hide.
“…Then let’s check.”
Ariaspil, the hero, opened his mouth last.
Everyone was surprised for a while because it was also an opinion that they agreed to read it first.
“…Aria…”
“I think we should know first, even if we inform them. Even if… Even if Leonardo’s mother is in the dark, I believe in Leonardo and we have to believe in him too.”
Nothing changes even if you read the contents.
I don’t just trust Leonardo, I trust, respect and love him.
Even if your heart breaks, you will support it to the end, and even if it runs out of control, you will stop it even if you are prepared to die again.
“…I will open it now.”
Like the title of a warrior, Aria Spiel personally unlocked his data by representing himself.
Instantly, heaps of notebooks were revealed in the barrel. It reminded everyone once again that the weight of this secret is never light as much as its thickness.
Ta…Grak…
The moment she tried to take out the notebook, the handle of Arya’s holy sword hit her desk and knocked her book off.
“…Sorry…Sorry!”
Even though he said this, perhaps it was because he was nervous, Ariasviel apologized and hurriedly arranged the opened books.
“Watch out! It’s an important data…!”
“…Yes, sorry…”
And when he accidentally saw the contents of the open book in his research journal, Ariasviel’s body stiffened.
In the research log, in that passage, only three sentences were written.
[While studying the demon king’s vessel, I asked him what would happen if it failed or overflowed.]
[He replied.]
[‘You shouldn’t fail, but even if you fail, you’ve already killed the hero.’]
[Alas, his words had already reached the future.]
In a diary like a scripture, Ariaspil had countless thoughts running through his head.
That’s because the hero, Ruben, didn’t die in a fight with the demon king.
In that case, there was only one hero left,
If the warrior, the demon lord’s vessels, were the women he thought of.
If this imagination is true.
Aria had to tell Leonardo that the person who killed her future self was Leo’s parents.