Revelation-3
“…what do you mean by that!?”
“It is literally. Marriage solves the problem of the placenta.”
Who is at fault, is it the person who came along with me, or the psychopath who designed the samurai intelligence design on par with the Guardian in the Cave? Or is it because of the crazy asshole who is crazy about pure love and tells her that it’s marriage, day and night, or SM?
Perhaps it was caught evenly and this situation was caught.
“It’s not good for education when Ain yells at daddy or kid.”
Arya felt unbearable happiness at the reversal of the words Ain broke.
“Who is Ain’s father?! It’s not okay to match the rhythm of a joke!”
Perhaps such a reaction was rather interesting, Arya chuckled and sat down next to Ain.
“Ain’t it sad that my Ain doesn’t call me Mom right away?”
“sorry. But my father told me to be careful with my titles, so I had no choice but to do it.”
“It was! Our Ain worked hard…!”
Saying that, Ariaspil hugged Ain’s body and ruffled her hair.
“Still, calling Ariaspil-sama is too hard, so how about calling me unnie?”
Is it really an auditory hallucination to hear the sound of the genealogy twisting up to this point, perhaps not?
“Hmm… I think it would be okay if the title of unnie is definitely a word commonly used by older women.”
“okay!! Then next time, let’s try our best to be called mom!!”
“Yes, Arya sister.”
At that name, Arya rubbed Ain’s expressionless cheeks face to face with an ecstatic expression. As the desires she had for Leo as a child were resolved in this way, she felt the happiness she had expected on her cheeks.
“Aria unni, your father is trying to sneak out because of the pressure. Shall I catch you?”
He said while pointing his finger at Leonardo, who slowly pulled his ass out to the side of the sofa.
“Where?”
“…sleep.. wait a minute in the bathroom…”
“Hold on.”
It was a gentle and resolute conversation.
“…Yes? Anyway, that’s…”
“Or because there is nothing to be ashamed of with the family…”
“I will be patient.”
I didn’t want to think more than that when I saw him hand out the water bottle.
“Does Ain like my younger brother? Do you like my sister?”
At some point, the story moves forward with the premise of marriage.
“Considering the ratio, I think a younger brother would be better. However, it is difficult to do it voluntarily, so please do not take it too seriously.”
“Are you thinking of my sister? Wonderful! Our Ain is amazing!!”
Also, the idea of wanting a younger brother coincided with his own, so it couldn’t be worse if he had to feel bad.
“Hey… no matter what, marriage…”
“Leo, I’m sorry to hear you… how did you feel without your father?”
When he suddenly raised his voice and asked a question, Leo answered in a bewildered tone.
“…it wasn’t that good…?”
It was a feeling incomparable to when I lost my mother, but it wasn’t a very good feeling. Thanks to that, I got to the railroad early, and I purposely put up with the swarm.
“I want my Ain to grow up without a father!?”
Why does the story go that way?
How can Ain, who has been kept as a sage’s legacy for hundreds of years than that, become a child? It’s not entirely wrong, but isn’t that too convenient of an interpretation?
“Or maybe my father had the wall to enjoy watching other people connect with his mother…”
“no!!”
He wasn’t that crazy. If there is a good man, it is right to connect with him, but it was not the type of enjoying such things.
“…Then I’d like to hear the reason why you’re refusing to marry me.”
“That’s it…”
“Relationally, the person who has the deepest bond with Arya’s sister is her father.”
That’s but…
“But I’m not even a noble…!”
“I think a position is meaningless if you have achieved achievements such as developing mana training techniques, eradicating and assisting various warlocks and demons, excavating all the legacy of the sages, developing unique magic, and winning the battle against the blue master. And there is a procedure called a rank sergeant or adoption, so it is worth considering.”
Why do you feel like you are being pushed by your child?
Does this mean that there are no parents who can overcome their children?
“And getting married as an exclusive knight…”
“From a historical point of view, that is often the case. It is not difficult to see cases where even the daughter of a local lord, a knight’s family, or even a daughter of a royal family, even though he has made a contribution less than his father.”
“But they are all nobles…”
“It overlaps with the story I just talked about. Would you mind doing it again?”
Had I known this would be the case, I would have made my own defense. What can you say better than the mage masters?
“…but…that…”
“For reference, after a brief observation in the tower, my father did not have any abnormal s*xual desire. I don’t like courting women or all men who aren’t interested, and it’s proof that they don’t lust when they see me.”
Now it was about to get goosebumps. He was digging into all of his private life, and he chose such a figure to find out one of his walls…
“And the way I arranged my hair like this is similar to the knotted hair that Arya unnie cut. Do you have no intentions at all?”
“That’s right~ Why~ They look so alike!”
For some reason, I was there just to defeat Arya properly, but when I realized I had a foxy girl and a daughter.
The problem was that he was still a virgin.
“It’s not like that. First of all, what would the Reinhardt family think when they saw this?”
“If that’s the case, don’t worry.”
Ain fiddled with his gray robe and pulled out a small note.
“…what is this…?”
“This is a telegram from Rios. When I said this, he sent me to read it.”
“…where…”
[Oh, I’m worried about my brother’s resignation in the family again, so I’m trying to figure out a way to put a stake in him somehow. So I came up with an idea, and I’m trying to get you and Aria to be engaged, so don’t worry about it…]
The cacophony of bullshit and bullshit turned to ashes, along with the sound of crackling fire magic.
“I have a copy. He prepared a lot for this.”
“…under…”
seemed to come true. When he somehow threw the wise man in, even his workhorse had tormented him.
“I don’t understand. Please explain why you are refusing to do this.”
“…give me some time to think. And, Ain, don’t forget the purpose of your coming here. Your disposition will be decided according to the decision of the temple side.”
Leo grabbed Ain’s hand and left the room.
“I’ll go out first.”
“okay. Think carefully. Ain is…”
bang
Whether angry or embarrassed, Leonardo went out, closing the door hard.
“Are you mad?”
“Where did the optimistic idea of not flying come from?”
“I learned it from my father.”
Suddenly, I understood why my mother didn’t come home. (Physically) It was the moment when I understood the feeling of seeing a child who sucked on his back.
“…ha… you heard my situation. The sage also guaranteed it.”
Fortunately, the wise man could not hear this conversation now. If there was, I would have been working on it for over a year.
“I know.”
“Ain… if you know…! Please understand… I’m in trouble too.”
“I’m doing this because I don’t understand.”
Ain explained his thoughts with an expressionless face.
“It’s not my father’s fault for what happened before the regression.”
“…”
There was nothing to say for a moment. He couldn’t tell if it was because he had heard a word from a being mixed with his own blood in any form, or if it was because he comforted him with the same face as Ariaspil.
“…I’m not doing this because I like my country. However…”
——-
Never had a nightmare
When I dream, I think of all of them one by one. Instead of manure with blood, a hill without a single light is sprinkled on it, and a cutlery is used as a grave marker.
He killed everything regardless of good or evil.
Everything that could be seen as a threat to the world was cut down.
It didn’t matter if it was friend or foe.
Victims or perpetrators were irrelevant.
Because I didn’t want to be understood, so I abandoned the relationship of understanding.
I thought that maintaining the existence of the world, even for a moment, would have meaning.
I wanted to think that way.
And the fight was not over in the end, and survival was just time-gaining.
Some have called themselves demons, slayers, and demon lords.
The rest called themselves heroes, saviors, and warriors.
There was no difference.
They simply distinguished between good and evil at will, and crossing that boundary was simple.
He couldn’t choose his own death.
Because I know that she wants me to live.
He was just wandering aimlessly in search of a place to die.
The contradiction was nothing more than the life of a ten-year-old mercenary.
——-
“…Anyway, let’s focus on our goal for now… Thinking about it later… I’m not lying…”
[Really lowering the price.]
It was a familiar voice that I could hear, and it was the voice of the godfather of dog sounds, which I heard automatically and semi-permanently even a few years ago without notice.
[This fucking guy…! Then again…?!]
“Is your life already over?”
“Father, shall we start today?”
“I’m busy right now, so let’s finish it quickly.”
“Yes.”
Ain threw the government at the wise man.
[Ugh!! stop…! Is that a wheelie…!! I made you…!!]
“And I’ve been locked up in iron cages for hundreds of years.”
The sage’s nose is bent.
[Kuhhh…!!]
The sage’s clown is crushed.
[Ummm…!]
“And you take the Guardian Keter.”
The sage’s teeth come out.
[Ahahahahak…!!]
“And there are no personal feelings.”
The spirit body of the sage began to grind a few times, and then the sage’s spirit body became smoke and flowed into Leo’s chest.
In moderation, it will take only a few hours to restore the Pansy’s spirit body.
“Sorry for being so rude. The standard for making haste was vague.”
“No, thank you as always.”
Ain grew up as a filial daughter. He was good at exorcising such evil spirits, and he was very special.
“…that’s Mr. Leonardo…?”
Was it really coming back from the bathroom? Lumine wiped her wet hands with a handkerchief and watched the beaten scene.
{How could that…!}
“How did you do that?!”
At the same time, the ex-young woman and the present saint were shocked at the extermination. Of course, it was unclear whether he was genuinely shocked in the same sense.
“It’s simple. In the past, when the wise man was hit by the holy sword and could not maintain his spiritual body, and when he had a fight with the saint, I made up a recipe for exorcism.”
As a result, if you impact the wavelength with mana at a specific frequency, it can interfere with such a special spirit body, and eventually, if the spirit body is severely damaged, it can be restored with a wise man stone.
Of course, the frequency has to be changed in some cases, which was too much for Leonardo to calculate and eject continuously by himself. That’s why it was Ain who was given the calculation method with thoughts connected to the one who flew the frequency.
The important point was that the recovery time was quite long.
{…Why are you looking at me like that? Lumine’s investigation…?}
Lumine looked at Ain and Angela alternately.
“Father, for research, I think it is necessary to know whether it is applicable not only to spirit bodies but also to beings made up of divine power.”
“Oh, I think so too. What do you think, Priest Lumine?”
At that question, Lumine smiled softly.
And that day, Lumine slept comfortably for the first time in years.
Ain grew up as a good kid.