Growth-3
[…Isn’t it right before you get lost?]
＜Yes.＞
There was no need to worry.
Can’t you see with those eyes? That’s not the way you look at the same person. If I hit it well, it would be a toilet fly or a mosquito in the summer.
[Why are you doing that? Last time, his Abby was quiet.]
Leo also questioned that. It was only to take care of him, but he was looking at himself as a horned beast trying to lure his granddaughter somehow.
And in that human situation, the beast should be killed. In the first place, Leo is not a beast.
＜Mr. Marken…well… he is an upright man.＞
[I can’t hear you anyway, so please speak comfortably.]
＜You’re a brat. It’s on the verge of ascending because of his twisted stubble.＞
[Also.]
Although he always downplayed the wise man as a kkondae, Mr. Marken was to the point of losing to the wise man by a decision victory if he had a match with a kkondae or sage of an outsider level.
That alone was the best defeat for a human being.
[For some reason, I think I will continue to be harassed for saying that men and women are equal.]
＜Huh? Maybe it’s because they’re the same nerd.＞
[What do you mean?]
There’s no need to explain. Because they already communicate with each other.
“…what are you holding on to?”
“…Yes?”
“But will you put down my granddaughter quickly?”
Leo tried to put down the carried Arya gently. Putting it down in words will probably help you prolong your life.
Whoops…
For some reason, Arya’s hand on her shoulder felt strong. Even the trapezius muscle over the shoulder felt pain.
“hurry.”
However, his life was more important than Seung Mo-geun. Overcoming her grip, Leo put Aria down.
“…”
As she descended from her back, Arya bowed her head, showing a gloomy feeling. Well, walking barefoot or wearing uncomfortable shoes won’t make you feel very good.
“Aria, get carried away by your grandfather. That would be better.”
The moment Marken put his back out for Fisherba, Arya’s eyes lost life again.
“no. it’s okay.”
The cold and hard rejection seemed to have cracked the heart of the grandfather who loved his granddaughter. As if to prove it, the old chief was looking at Leo with a cold gaze.
“Mom is looking for you. I haven’t even brought you a present yet, so let’s go.”
Come to think of it, I couldn’t even give a present, and I went out of the social hall. Even if it was against the rules, it was against the rules for a long time.
“Can’t an exclusive knight manage a situation like this?”
The problem was that the treacherous Kkondae was determined to be the cause of it.
[But is that right?]
Let’s ignore the words of the other kkondae. Now it’s too much for even one braid.
***
The principal was relatively active. Although it was confused by Ariaspil’s intrusion and escape at the same time, it felt like it was treated as an event that raises the atmosphere of the social world, whether it’s luck or not.
the problem is…
“Oh, it’s been a while. father.”
It was the appearance of Marken Reinhardt.
The air of that noble old man was too cold to talk about the previous situation or gossip.
“I’m sorry for coming without a word. It happened because of a number of things.”
“ah…! no! father!”
It was not a common sight in his past life or in his present life to be embarrassed like that.
The only one who made the rare sight common, I’m sure, was his grandfather Marken.
“I couldn’t bring anything but this as a present. I’m sorry. I didn’t see anything suitable.”
Marken presented a gift wrapped in a crude box. Silica, the main character of the party, took the gift with a noticing look.
“…is this a tooth…?”
It was precisely the fangs of a beast.
The fangs were made into necklaces by making a hole in the blunt part and threading a chain string.
“A necklace made from the teeth of a wolf chief caught during execution. It wouldn’t be bad as a talisman.”
“Thank you very much. I will make sure to walk.”
Others looked at the tooth necklace with quite surprised eyes, but Silica, who received it, hung the fangs around her neck.
Not only wolves, but also crocodiles, sharks, bears, and even wyverns were presented with tooth decorations of various creatures that smashed the face of the museum.
[Lack of creativity.]
“As I get older, I can’t help it.”
[Then what am I?]
＜That’s an example.＞
So, starting with Marken, it was a little early, but others also started to deliver gifts.
Starting with precious jewels, ornaments made by masters, precious metals, etc. one after another, started to fill the table beyond Silica’s hand.
“Mom, this is me!!”
The eldest son, Rios, raised his eyebrows and brows, and held out the gift box.
[Do you know what it is? How uneasy?]
＜It will be fine. Even if it looks weird…＞
When I opened the box, something with a small handle was inside the cushion.
“This…?”
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Jiying
Suddenly, a blade protruded from the handle.
Nonji was not simply a blade protruding.
Why is the blade protruding and the strange sound of ‘jiing’ rather than ‘click’ or ‘click’ came out?
His doubts could be resolved through visual information.
[…a lightsaber?]
A dagger with a beam of light coming out instead of a blade, it was also red.
＜…Yes, I’ve had this happen in my previous life.＞
Silica swung the lightsaber a few times in embarrassment. Reinhardt’s darkness nearby was watching the lightsaber more closely, but as a shadow, she did not covet her opponent’s gift.
“…this is… what is it? Rios…?”
“Yes! It’s a bread knife!”
But it was always a bread knife.
“…What…?”
“hahahaha! Let me explain!”
Rios took a light bread knife and cut the pastry. With the sound of heating, the crust became crispy and cut.
“Now you can make toast just by cutting the bread.”
People around them were busy clapping their hands for the revolution. It would be very difficult to sit still at that revolutionary waste of talent.
[… are you a genius? Are you tall?]
＜…I vote for genius.＞
[I’m tall.]
It’s a tie, so let’s compromise and let Rios be a genius asshole.
“…Leo…”
Arya grabbed Leo’s sleeve. Deep in their thoughts, they did not even know that their turn had come.
“Mother, this is…”
Arya put Leo next to her and held out the present she had prepared. Since the gift is a gift, I did not put it in a box, but tied it with high-quality fabric and ribbon.
“This is… so beautiful.”
A flower shining in five colors, a small rainbow, seemed to have been gently enchanted on each petal.
“…Where did you get the flower? It’s the first time I’ve seen a flower like this…”
“I didn’t save it, I made it. Leo told me.”
Aria then grabbed Leonardo’s sleeve. People turned to look at Leo and the rainbow flower alternately.
“Leonardo-kun.”
Silica smiled at Leo while holding a bouquet of colorful flowers.
“Yeah, I’m saving my life. Madam.”
Leonardo knelt down on one knee and expressed his concessions to the wife of the family. In such a manner, she showed a kind smile as if gladly.
“Thank you. Leonardo-kun.”
“No, compared to the blessings received from the family, it is a small thing.”
Compared to what the family gave, that flower was just a simple courtesy.
Leo bowed his head halfway and expressed his thanks again.
“Fufu, I think you can see why Arya has a crush on you. Thank you for being by his side.”
Showing the hostess’ embrace, Silica smelled the bouquet of flowers. Leo, who raised his head, looked at Arya again, feeling relieved by the reaction.
“…My dear, uh…why are you saying that…”
For some reason, her face was burning a little. However, the crowd of party leaders began to gather around Silica without showing any signs of worrying about the flush.
That was to finish giving gifts, so that I could put an eye on the family at least once more.
Of course, Leo and Arya and others were also mixed in the crowd.
“Did I say Leonardo?”
Among the crowd, Marken walked back to Leo. The cool air divided the bright party hall, implicitly forming the space of Marken and Leo.
“Yes, Marken.”
“I heard that meeting with Arya was an informal duel, is that true?”
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Judging from the emphasis on the modifier ‘informal’, it was unlikely that positive remarks would come out.
“Yes, that’s right.”
But that couldn’t be denied. It was a fact that Leo also admitted, so we have to accept it.
“It was a win-win for an immature mercenary.”
“I’m glad you’re aware.”
Marken’s eyes were cold. The focus on the corners of his eyes felt only as sharp as seeing the thin ice that froze the surface of the lake.
“So who won?”
“It was a draw. It was an informal and unfair duel.”
His brows furrowed slightly in response.
It didn’t seem like a very good answer.
Without closing his frown, he continued the question again.
“Then I heard that there was a duel the second time, how did that happen?”
“…the match ended in the middle. Balrog appeared in the village and it was not going to end.”
Even with a coherent answer, his eyes showed no sign of opening up. Conversely, the wrinkles of the eyes were gradually increasing and deepening.
“Then you are a Gero who has never defeated Arya.”
It was so cold that the surrounding air was completely frozen. It was clear that even if I sighed, even steam would stand still.
“Father, you suddenly said something like that…”
“This is something that needs to be done for sure, so don’t stop it.”
[That bastard is a real nerd.]
＜I admit it.＞
Now, Marken has the upper hand by a score difference that day. It was really sad to see the reverse pole of this century alone.
“After all, isn’t it true that we didn’t win?”
“father! You didn’t come in a hurry to tell me that!”
Even Chris, who was staring from afar, tried to calm the situation as if he couldn’t just watch.
“Even to say that, this is a necessary question.”
“However…!”
“Chris ‘Tina’ Reinhardt, don’t repeat the same thing twice.”
At that command, even in the chilly atmosphere, the people around began to murmur. The reason could be found in the name ‘Christina’.
[Is her name Christina? Wasn’t that Chris?]
＜Each one has something they want to hide.＞
Thanks to Marken’s honest dentures, everything was revealed, but even in this way, it would be better to protect your privacy.
“Then what would you like to do?”
“It won’t be difficult. We are going to have a rematch with Arya.”
“Are you talking about a rematch?”
“Because I need to check if I am qualified as an exclusive knight. Is there anything you would like to object to?”
Leonardo turned his head for a moment and looked into Ariasviel’s complexion.
“I’m fine, but I think Arya-sama’s opinion is important.”
“it’s okay!”
It was an immediate answer. It was at such a speed that it was meaningless to examine the complexion.
“…I also want to make a proper decision.”
If you think about it, it wasn’t an incomprehensible reaction.
Because the duel with Leo has a special meaning for Ariaspil too.
“…”
Leo hesitated for a moment. It was a question of whether it would be right to write magic, and whether it would be right to look after it.
“…I’m…”
At the moment when he was about to accept after much deliberation, Marken spoke first.
“If it’s really hard, don’t do this. If I win against Arya, I can own a weapon from my arsenal…”
“I’ll do it.”
It looked like it had some snobbish intent, but there was no guilt.
Because I was planning to fight in the first place.
Again, the arsenal didn’t matter.
He doesn’t care about secondary things like swords that can shoot flame swords or spears that emit lightning.
We will fight with clean emotions.