Even after putting Ariel to sleep for a while, Clark’s story did not end. As if to unravel the case, he bluntly talked about the past.
According to his own words, he has been living as a nanny for over 30 years. Even a proper settlement lasted only over 10 years, so it means that they have been wandering for quite a long time.
And most of them followed the will of the family and followed the demon worshipers.
“Your grandfather belonged to some sort of secret organization? You said it was a group earlier.”
[I should say half right, half not. Rather than as a group, they were scattered like a point organization and then united at a specific time. Of course it’s all messed up by that damn cardinal.]
“Then when was the organization formed? I wonder what the name is again.”
[There is no name, and it is not made properly. If I made a hideout somewhere, they would attack within a few days and I had no choice but to live a wandering life.]
I listened to Clark and nodded. In fact, this is the safest and most unavoidable thing, demon worshipers are so powerful that they even twist history.
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Not only does he hold the shadow in his hand, but he also has links with nobles, so it would be dangerous to form an organization.
To this, Clark adds, there were very few like-minded people, so he virtually pursued it alone.
This isn’t like Clarke, it’s a wandering life that has been passed down from generation to generation. My father questioned this.
“But I saw my father but not my grandfather. Did I even die before I was born?”
[yes? no. I don’t even know if he was alive or dead, right?]
“·······”
[This is a joke, and I did the funeral myself, so you don’t have to worry. I just put on cremation because they can resurrect them with magic. You can also put makeup on me later.]
Sometimes you go and say things you don’t know if it’s a joke or the truth. Watching his father’s expression change in real time every time Clark pranks him was quite a sight to behold.
It may feel a bit immature, but her personality itself has a pleasant part and she is definitively in her 50s.
To be more precise, it would be correct to call it a year of incense. He protected his father with a spirit state, but he said that even his memory was not perfect.
“········Then when are you going? I wish I could stay for a while longer.”
Father sighed and asked Clark in a voice filled with complex psychology.
That’s what I said, but it’s clear that Clarke wants to stay in this world a little longer.
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Misunderstandings and misunderstandings between the rich and the poor, which could not be resolved normally, must also be resolved, and, decisively, Clark has lived a life of only burdening his duties.
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Maybe I should give them a taste of freedom at least a little bit. At least I think so.
[What. It won’t take long. I need to meet my daughter-in-law once, and also meet my grandchildren I haven’t met yet. Dave and Nicole followed you to become knights, didn’t they?]
“It is.”
[We should meet and have a match or a match. Wouldn’t it be nice to see him play a joke at least once?]
I don’t know if that joke will really be a joke. Dave and Nicole are strong enough to graduate with the Academy Martial Arts Department top.
Of course, compared to Clark, who defeated the Demon Worship Lords alone, there would be many shortcomings.
[I’m talking about this right now, but how about seeing each other after a long time?]
“Okay. I’m old, but I have to take care of the elderly. Besides, I only have bones, so can I use my strength properly?”
[Heh heh heh. Talking about what this son is saying to his father. Nothing has changed from the old days.]
“Thanks to someone I’m living a rough life.”
He said that, but the relationship didn’t look that bad. Rather, it is more like a father-son relationship, living like brothers despite the passage of time.
Last time my father mentioned that Clark wasn’t a good father, but he just didn’t fulfill his role properly, but he would have seen it as a good human being.
If you look at their friendly (?) conversation like now, you can fully guess their friendship.
At least at the time he was settled in, he must have lived a peaceful life. Until the demon worshipers come in.
[By the way, it’s amazing. A literary child like him was born under you.]
Clark beckoned to me and said in a curious tone. At the same time, everyone, including my father, turned their attention to me.
As I received those gazes, I scratched my head with a bit of embarrassment. In fact, even in Clark’s eyes, the existence of me would be very strange.
A novelist born into a family that values nothing. It also repeats folding and unfolding the world, and is revered as a prophet.
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My mother used to write elegantly well when she was young, but that would not be enough.
“I’m a little curious too. Since I was little, I kept books closer than weapons. I wasn’t as strong as I am now.”
[Maybe you resemble me. You don’t know, but I also wrote a little while ago.]
“You still have a conscience. You thought I didn’t know that I only wrote a diary, didn’t you?”
[What? So have you ever written? Can you tell me that you robbed your boss by writing the report as a hoax?]
“Why is it popping out all of a sudden?”
Again, fighting again. Fighting with people who ate according to their age brought out only bitter laughter.
I’m going to have to step out here. I intervened quietly as they quarreled.
“Stop it now. Aren’t you ashamed that there are other people too?”
“Didn’t this gentleman say something nonsense in the first place?”
[I was just telling the truth. It’s my son who doesn’t believe it.]
“Okay, I’m just an ordinary person who likes books. I learned how to write on my own.”
[Then what is the plot? How did you come up with that?]
“It passes.”
I like to say it like this. Grandpa Clark slaughtered all the monarchs, and the summoning ceremony ended in failure, but I was summoned by the reaction.
I didn’t seem to know that fact yet, but I’ll let you know soon.
How will he react? Shall we laugh haphazardly, as if we are frustrated, or will we show a different reaction?
Whatever it was, the expectation remained unchanged. I passed the crisis wisely and moved on to another question.
“By the way, Grandpa. Did your grandfather also learn martial arts from your father, or, for me, from your great-grandfather?”
[For now, it is. However, it is unclear when this began. There are records of our ancestors using a variety of weapons. Not only axes, but swords, shields, bows, spears, blunts, etc. I was able to handle a lot of weapons freely.]
“I would only wear one wave hat…”
[Because there was a war at that time, and King Morgan was the conqueror. If a weapon is damaged, it must be natural to use another weapon immediately.]
At that time, humans would not have been able to properly handle even mana, let alone magic. It must have been similar to that of the Middle Ages in its previous life.
It would have been a disaster no matter what he used, as most of them would have fought in hand-to-hand combat. It would be terrifying to see a giant as muscular as a beast running.
If so, through what process did the ax come to be used as a primary weapon? Is there any secret in this process?
“You don’t know when you started using an axe, do you?”
[It is true, but it is certain that it has been around for 300 years. Because he said he taught Beast King Hik martial arts.]
“Ah. That’s right… Yes?”
did i hear it wrong? I nodded my head and couldn’t help but stumble.
This isn’t just me, other people have similar reactions. Marie and Adelia’s eyes widened, and my father raised one eye.
Unlike Marie and Adelia, my father responded that he did not believe me, but I am sure he heard it right.
Clark, huh? On the contrary, he said that he did not understand.
[Why are you reacting like that?]
“No… Did you just say hik? The first Beast King who founded the Animers?”
[okay. right.]
“You said someone in my family taught him martial arts?”
It’s an unbelievable story. Of course, it is briefly mentioned that Hiek used martial arts unlike other beasts, and that his weapon was an axe.
It’s a pretty important record for a brief mention, because at that time, ‘skills’ were almost non-existent.
As a result, most of the cases in which they were slaughtered or degenerated into slaves by humans who had been coated with technological prowess during the tribal war were common.
The beast who appeared like a comet in the midst of the turbulence was Hik. A hero who believed that basic skills were needed to build a civilization, and that it came from individual abilities.
The powers were gradually combined with the Holm River, one of the traditions of the beasts, and a new civilization called the Animers was established in the past.
[what. Haven’t you read a lot of books? Even though we taught you that, don’t you know that we learned skills from humans?]
“In the beginning, there is no sentence that says that Hiek learned a skill from a human. Even taking that into consideration, the shocking thing is the same.”
[Is that so? I thought there would be a few lines, but it doesn’t appear to be.]
“Who the hell did you hear from?”
[I heard from my father… maybe?]
Clark scratching his skull and tilting his head as if his memory is hazy. After dropping a huge bomb, that reaction is rather depressing.
[Anyway, he said that our family helped him when he was being held as a slave. After that, I only taught martial arts and went my own way.]
“…Hick was a slave?”
[Huh, really. didn’t you know this too? Wasn’t it officially recorded because the past was so humiliating?]
“Or maybe my ancestors told me not to tell him I met him. He said he killed all the redheads.”
[ah. That might be it. The mere existence of a kite must have offended the demon worshiper. Maybe it was recorded in a personal journal.]
I don’t know if my personal journal will be kept completely. Papermaking at that time was far behind than it is now, so it was difficult to even store it.
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Most of all, it is a little shocking that Hiek was a slave. If Leona hears this, it will come as a big shock.
Although she was only half blood, she was proud of her race.
“By the way, are you sure he was a slave?”
[Or is there no reason to meet? Most of what my family does is freeing slaves. Some of the slaves were to be sacrificed.]
“It is, but… it’s a bit surprising. It’s hard to believe.”
[Believe it or not, it’s okay for you to have a lot of good material, isn’t it?]
how did you know I flinched slightly at Clark’s words.
The cliché of ascending to a high position while hiding the fact that you were a slave is common in past lives as well. If you do self-reflection in the middle, it’s a bonus to increase your immersion in the character.
And at the last moment, they reveal that they were slaves, or they use it as a token in most cases.
“·······However, since this has to do with the founding king, I think it should be handled with care.”
[Yes. By the way, did I say Leona? Why don’t you ask the child for a moment? If it were you, I would gladly accept it.]
“I’ll think about it. It’s not necessary right now.”
After that, Clarke released a lot of stories as if he was going to unravel all the words he had never said before.
Some of them were areas of interest to me, and some were a bit outdated.
Even so, Clark’s wit was quite good, so it wasn’t boring. Life itself was full of duties, but it wasn’t gloomy at all.
It was because he was desperate to get rid of the damn duty from himself, and he actually did it. Still, he is a very strong person mentally, not losing his joy.
“What did your grandfather think of the demons at the time?”
[Honestly, I had no idea. I was only focusing on demon worshipers, is there anything to obscure the race? Above all, the demons did not come out very often at that time. We met a few times, but they were all good people.]
“You have enough power, but why didn’t you try to tell the world the truth?”
[No matter how strong an individual’s power is, he is infinitely weak in front of a group, sweetheart. There was no way to announce it other than to color the group itself like a grandson’s book.]
He also had unrivaled experience, so he gave advice that was second to that of a sage. Thanks to you, we continued the conversation without noticing the passing of time.
However, as time passed and it was time to eat, they dispersed for a while. Clark didn’t need to eat, and his father moved to the gym for a while, saying he wanted to talk more.
After a while, there was a vibrating sound and a roaring sound in the dance hall. The moment I went in, it was obvious that I was going to be hit by a storm, so I left it as it is.
So while Adelia and Marie prepared their meal, I waited quietly in the room. There was no need for Marie to prepare the meal, but she went.
Finally I…
“I… Sir Isaac.”
“Yes. Please tell me.”
“······sorry.”
“Yes?”
In the room where Ariel was sleeping soundly, she received an apology from Kate.