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Chapter 28 – Ruijerd Superdia

    Chapter 28 – Ruijerd Superdia


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Hey, Big Brother… could you… walk me to school?’


    <span style="font-weight:400">Huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Who… what was that voice? Where was I?


    <span style="font-weight:400">It’s dark… I couldn’t see anything… not even my hands right in front of me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">No… I couldn’t feel my hands either.


    <span style="font-weight:400">To be exact, I couldn’t feel anything.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Of course! Why wouldn’t I? I need to protect my cute little sister, after all!</em>


    <span style="font-weight:400">What… was that… my voice?


    <span style="font-weight:400">But… it didn’t feel the same.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It didn’t sound the same, either.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Thanks! You’re the best!’


    <span style="font-weight:400">That weird voice again… it was a girl’s.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What was happening?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Actually, no, that didn’t matter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That man, Ruijerd… we fought, and I lost.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But his words at the end… they almost seemed… kind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As if he wasn’t going to finish me off.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was he truly going to protect Eris, Aisha, and Norn, just like he said?


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I couldn’t be too sure…


    <span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, if I wasn’t dead, I was definitely asleep, most likely due to running out of mana.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I couldn’t just stay here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I needed to get up and see what was happening.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I needed to <em><span style="font-weight:400">wake up</em><span style="font-weight:400">!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hah!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shooting up, I felt my heartbeat pound against my chest as I looked around me, my shaky breath slowly returning to a normal pace.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was… inside the hut.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And from the small bit of lighting from the entryway, it was morning.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But… how did I end up here? Didn’t I pass out pretty far away from the shelter?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re up.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hearing a rough yet quiet voice, I turned to my side, only to see the same man who put me in this state, Ruijerd, sitting opposite me against the wall.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…What was he doing here?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wait. If he got through the barrier, then…


    <span style="font-weight:400">Frantically looking to my side, I was immensely relieved to see Aisha and Norn both snuggling against my leg to my right, with Eris sprawled out to my left, her hair undone and her midriff showing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Haa… I’d have to do up her hair againter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…Yes, I am. How… how did you break through the barrier?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? Barrier?” he asked before his eyes light up with realization. “Ah, so that’s what that feeling was… no, I did not break through the barrier.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Okay, so he didn’t break through it, and paired with the fact my sisters, Eris, and I were safe, that meant that this guy was… not an enemy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Although he still had that harsh look, and I still felt a little scared around him, he was friendly… I think.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see… why… why did you watch over us?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He tilted his head. “Didn’t I said I would? Besides, a Superd warrior never abandons children.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Right.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see… so you’re not evil… then… why did you fight me?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He raised his eyebrows once more in confusion. “Was raising your sword not a request for a duel?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Um, no… rather, it was a sign of caution and warning…” I answered slowly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…Oh,” he hung his head. “I see.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">…What the hell was with this guy?


    <span style="font-weight:400">This was the terrifying race of Superd?


    <span style="font-weight:400">While he was definitely strong, in terms of personality, he just seemed… socially awkward.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Incredibly so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…Anyway, thank you for looking after them. I… really needed the sleep,” I said, slightly bowing my head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Only now could I notice what a horrible state I had been in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Everything felt so clear now, and my body was brimming with energy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Casting a small <em><span style="font-weight:400">Waterball </em><span style="font-weight:400">above my palm, I marvelled at the ease and smoothness of it all as I washed my face, rubbing off the dirt and a bit of blood fromst night''s ‘duel’.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…How interesting. Is casting magic without an incantation normal for humans now?” Ruijerd asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shook my head. “No. As far as I know, only me and three others can do it. I’m a bit of a rarity.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He nodded. “Hmm… I see. How interesting.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Feeling a bit awkward at the silence, I looked around the hut, and to my surprise, I saw a small fire pit near the entrance, one that was filled with ash and burned wood.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well… that exins why I didn’t feel cold in the night.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m surprised you’ve survived without firewood to heat yourselves and your food. Human children are said to be quite delicate,” Ruijerd said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah… I usually stayed up casting a me spell or heated up rocks for that,” I said. “Speaking of… where did you find the wood?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? While no trees are found here in the mountains, there are various species of Treants,” he answered. “But to stay up all night casting magic… you are definitely a rarity.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah… Hahaha… yeah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Treants, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">To think there was such a thing…


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had been avoiding monsters whenever I could for… obvious reasons, but to think that was how I could get firewood…


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Demon Continent was quite the scary ce, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Having to rely on monsters for all aspects of survival… it was a wonder how this ce was habitable at all, especially with the barrenndscape.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway… thank you once again for watching over us,” I said, breaking the silence. “My name is Leon Greyrat, a Sword and Water Saint, and student of the Sword King Ghiine.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…And I am Ruijerd Superdia.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yes. I already knew that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But… are you not scared of me? I am a Superd, you know,” he said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I was scared at first, but, well… it’s kind of calmed down now,” I shrugged. “But… you’re much different than what the stories said, Ruijerd.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Even though I thought that the legends of the Superd race were greatly exaggerated, I still expected them to be violent people, but contrary to that, Ruijerd seemed extremely gentle… aside from that ‘duel’ mishap.


    <span style="font-weight:400">However, as my aching side told me quite clearly, I knew that he could be violent if he wanted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I guess you can’t blindly trust stories, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">His grip on his spear tightened. “…The Superd are a proud race of warriors. We are not a horde of monstrous beasts. We were tricked by that damned Lace!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hm?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But… from the stories I heard of, the Superd fought on Lace’s side in the war… did something happen?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We were betrayed!” he shouted, his face the incarnation of violent anger.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah… the fear was back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But at least I didn’t tremble this time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That despicable man gave us the cursed spears, and then…” his face then turned sad as he looked down at his hand. “We lost everything. Our home… our people… and our honour. I will never forgive him.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">…I guess there was quite a story there.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But that wasn’t important right now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see… Umm, do you happen to know where we are, Ruijerd?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The edge of the Biegoya Region, in the northeast of the Demon Continent,” he answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, shit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was the worst luck imaginable.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We were… a long way from home.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Years, even.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Where do you and your group happen to hail from, boy,” Ruijerd then asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The Asura Kingdom. Ironically, the northeast region of it,” I said with a frown.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Running my fingers through Aisha’s maroon hair, I thought about the current situation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’d have to cross the entire Demon Continent to get back home, all while keeping these three safe and happy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If it was six months or so, I would be fine with sacrificing some happiness for speed as we would be able to quickly get back to a sense of normalcy and stability and forget about the difficult times, but since we would be travelling for so long…


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right now, Aisha and Norn were three and half years old and in the midst of their precious childhood.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t let them have a miserable time in such an important period in their lives.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right now, they should be growing, discovering themselves, smiling andughing without a care in the world…


    <span style="font-weight:400">They needed to be happy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Asura? That’s… quite a farawaynd,” Ruijerd said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah. No kidding.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But I am curious… Just how did you end up here in the first ce?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…How did we, indeed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…There was a great light, and as soon as it reached us, we were teleported here. I don’t know why… or how… but I know that Perugius was concerned as Arumanfi the Bright appeared,” I exined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Teleportation? If such forbidden magic was used, and on such a scale, it’s no wonder Perugius got involved,” Ruijerd said to himself. “And these three… are they your sisters?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“These two are,” I said, rubbing Aisha and Norn’s heads. “But this one, Eris, is just… a friend.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Why was that so difficult to say?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I suppose after spending so much time together, and relying on her for the past week, it was hard to just call her a ‘friend’.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…I see. You are a good brother, Leon Greyrat. You have my respect,” Ruijerd said with a smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks…” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Now that I could see the man clearly, I noticed a few things about him aside from his spear, hair, and red gem that popped out at first nce.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He was muscled, which madeplete sense considering the speed and strength he showed earlier.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He also had porcin white skin,pletely devoid of blemishes aside from the long scar running across his face, and wore a set of tribal garb that left much to be desired in terms of protection.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just as I was about to strike up a conversation with him again, I felt movement from my left.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nghh~ Hm~? Leon?” Eris slowly blinked open her eyes before turning to the sunlit entrance. “It’s morning? We were supposed to split guard duty!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oh. She was angry now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Aplete reversal from the gentle and cute sleeping expression she was wearing a moment before.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t worry, I got some rest,” I said with a smile. “We had some… unexpected aid, you could say.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Finally noticing the foreign presence, Eris then turned to look at Ruijerd, and upon seeing him…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aaaah!!!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She screamed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“N-Nooo!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She tried to scamper away, but quickly found herself cornered by the wall.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…What?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I knew that Hilda had told Eris about the Superd, but I didn’t think she would be this terrified of him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was… unnatural, especially for such a prideful and fearless girl like her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Come to think of it, the fear I felt was also unnatural.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wasn’t scared of him being a Superd, nor was I scared of his strength, at least, not to the point where I would tremble.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There was something more going on here… something… weird.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wait. He said ‘cursed spears’ or something, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Maybe… no, I couldn’t be sure of that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eri, it’s okay,” I said, holding her shoulders and blocking her view of Ruijerd. “We’re safe. He’s not going to hurt you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Instead of acknowledging me, she simply wrapped her arms around me and dug her face into my chest, sobbing incoherently as I held her trembling body close.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Yeah. Not natural at all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm?” “Huam~!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Due to Eris’ screaming, as well as the two losing their pillow in my leg, Aisha and Norn woke up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rubbing their eyes, they took a quick nce around the hut before their gazes simultaneously fell on Ruijerd, and then…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Waaah!” “Noooo!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">They both begin screaming as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Scampering to my side, they both buried their face in my torso next to Eris as they wailed and panted to the point I was worried they would pass out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…That is the normal reaction,” Ruijerd said with a sad smile. “I’ll leave you four alone. I can guard just fine from afar.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No,” I stopped him, shaking my head. “Stay here, but just… give us a minute. I’m thinking.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">If Eris and I’s reactions were odd, then Norn and Aisha’s were downright <em><span style="font-weight:400">wrong</em><span style="font-weight:400">.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all… while Eris and I had at least heard stories of the Superd, my sweet sisters didn’t know a single thing about those stories.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They werepletely ignorant of the word ‘Superd’ and what it meant.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, Aisha might, as she loved learning new things, but I knew Norn didn’t.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And yet… they were still terrified.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This wasn’t something born from a stereotype or some bedtime story, no… this was something deeper. Something stranger. Something… magical.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well… such thoughts could be put aside forter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right now, I just needed tofort these hysterical girls.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eri,” I whispered into her ear. “There’s nothing to be afraid of. That goes for you too, Aisha. Norn.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course, there’s something to be afraid of, stupid!” Eris shouted, looking up and pounding her fist against my chest. “That’s a Superd! T-They… eat children!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Welp, if Aisha and Norn weren’t scared before, they definitely were now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That fact was confirmed as they wailed even louder into my chest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t think that’s true, girls,” I said gently, before looking over to Ruijerd. “Is it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I really hoped not.


    <span style="font-weight:400">To my relief, he shook his head. “We do not eat children, no.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">But he speaks the Human tongue too, huh? That’s good to know.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hear that, Eri? He’s just a regr guy,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“B-But he’s a demon!” she shouted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And?” I said. “So is Sylphy, at least party. Do you think she eats people too?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“W-Well! No! Argh! Stop doing that!” she shouted, looking up at me with a re.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There we go. That’s a little better.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And her shouting seemed to stop Norn and Aisha’s crying too.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But they are said to be pretty scary…” Ruijerd frowned at my words. “Don’t you think Ghiine would be proud if you said you talked normally to such a terrifying being?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">That seems to set a fire ofpetitiveness in her eyes, and she slowly got to her feet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her legs were still trembling, though.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m E-Eris B-Boreas Greyrat! P-Pleasure to meet your acquaintance!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She even added a bow at the end… I was impressed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eh-Eris Boboreas Greyrat… humans have grown to have quite odd naming conventions, I see,” Ruijerd said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What!? No!” she shouted. “I just stuttered a little, is all! It’s Eris! Eris Boreas Greyrat!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wow… To think she would switch so easily from trembling like a fawn to talking down to him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just what you would expect from a girl who shouted at the Water God.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…I see. My apologies. I am Ruijerd Superdia,” he returned her greeting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A sh of relief crossed Eris’ face as Ruijerd responded calmly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“See? Not so bad, right?” I smirked. “Now how about you two? Want to said hello? It’s good to be polite, you know?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Aisha slowly looked toward the man, and as she saw his face, she flinched before looking up at me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Go on,” I said. “I’m right here to protect you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">That seemed to steel her resolve as she gave me a nod before looking over at Ruijerd.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“M-My name is Aisha… Aisha Greyrat <em><span style="font-weight:400">Sniff</em><span style="font-weight:400">!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ruijerd smiled. “It’s nice to meet you, Aisha.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I then nudged Norn with my elbow.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Gripping my shirt with one hand, and holding her stuffed bunny to her face with the other, she hesitantly introduced herself as well, “Norn…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Short and sweet, but it got the point across all the same.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ruijerd’s smile widened. “Nice to meet you, too.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">With everyone having exchanged their greetings, Eris crossed her arms in her usual pose with a huff. “Honestly! Mother is such a silly liar! Hmph!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I guess she would have something toin to Hilda about once we got back home.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If she was even still alive, that is.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well… if we want to reach there by sundown, we should get going now,” Ruijerd said, standing up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Umm… what exactly do you mean?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm?” he looked down at me. “I will escort you back home, of course.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">…


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah. This guy was definitely weird.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Back home? Like, back to Asura?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. And a Superd warrior never goes back on his word,” he nodded seriously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to impede on you. If you could just lead us to a city, then-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No,” he shook his head. “While you are a warrior yourself, and a strong one at that, it is impossible to manoeuvre such a vast distance while being the sole protector and provider, as I’m sure you already know.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shit… he was right.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But… that’s, like, across the entire known world, you know?” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t worry about such things. I have no other circumstances holding me here, and besides… I could never abandon such young children,” he said, smiling down at Aisha and Norn. “It would blemish the reputation of the Superd.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">…I think that ship has sailed, Ruijerd.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… he wasn’t wrong, though. I needed his help.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could speak thenguage, but I didn’t know any regional dialects or customs of thend.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had fighting strength, but not enough to win against an opponent like Ruijerd, as rare as he may be, so an extra sword, or in this case, an extra spear, would always be wee.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had to face it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I needed his help.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But… such a one-sided transaction didn’t exactly sit right with me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You… you sound as if you want to repair the reputation of your race,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes,” he nodded. “That is my main goal. One I have been attempting for the past hundreds of years… to no sess.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Dammit, now I made him sad.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well…” I said. “While making sure these three get safely back home will be my priority, I will try to help clear your race’s name during the journey.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He looked at me doubtfully. “Do you think you can do much?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe, maybe not. It’s quite difficult to get rid of such deep-rooted prejudice, but… as you can see with Eris and my sisters, it isn’t necessarily set in stone,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">His eyes widened a little in realization as Aisha and Norn looked up at him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It will take a lot of time, and a lot of hard work,” I added. “But… I think that such a thing should be natural to you, no?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Considering he had fought in the Lace war and still looked to be middle-aged, I had a feeling he could grow very old, so if he set his mind to it, it wasn’t impossible to do.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…Thank you, Leon,” he said with a smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No problem,” I smiled back. “Anyway, you said we should get going, right? We only need to grab the fur mat, so lead the way.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Finally, with this strong, albeit socially awkward, addition to our group, I was feeling confident.


    <span style="font-weight:400">More confident than I had been for a while.


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">We had been walking for more than a few hours, and other than stopping for lunch, we were making constant progress toward… wherever Ruijerd was taking us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Every so often, Ruijerd would suddenly stop before shooting forward, and after asking what that was about, I learned that he was dealing with any monsters ahead of us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As for how he knew of said monsters?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, the red jewel on his head wasn’t just for show.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Apparently, it gave him the ability to sense things from great distances with ease.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I… vaguely remember Roxy talking about that once or twice when she went over different races’ unique traits and magics.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Quite useful, that jewel was.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could probably have the same level of detection if I meditated and focused on my surroundings, but forbat and travelling, it kind of lost its purpose since I would need to bepletely still.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But it was kind of nice, to be able to leave the fighting up to the guy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just as I had experiencedst night, he was strong and dependable.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He was probably as strong as Arumanfi, if I had to guess, if not a bit stronger.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That’s a 500-year-old general of the Lace war for you.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So… you said your name was Eris Boreas Greyrat, right?” Ruijerd said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep!” Eris answered, swinging her sword around. “But only Grandpa, Ghiine, and Leon are allowed to call me Eri.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see,” Ruijerd nodded. “But… Leon said you two are not siblings.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? No, we aren’t,” Eris answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But you share the same family name…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ruijerd seemed confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eris scowled. “That doesn’t mean we’re siblings, though!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…Okay.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yep, Ruijerd was definitely confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We’re rted, but very distantly,” I added. “Kind of like how demon tribes and races take that as theirst name, like you and ‘Superdia’.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh… I understand,” Ruijerd nodded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I decided not to mention how even if Eris was rted to Paul, it still wouldn’t be the case for me as I was adopted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">No need to make things needlesslyplicated.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway, where are we headed, Ruijerd?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The vige where I am staying. I provided protection and hunted some monsters in exchange for living there, so it would only be right to tell them I am leaving,” he answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You said it would take a day to get there, right?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mhmm,” he nodded. “But that was without thinking you would carry your sisters, so it will take less time. We should be there soon, actually…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He then raised his head, pointing his spear forward into the distance.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hm?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sharpening my senses, I looked toward a set ofrge rocky hills as the distant image slowly became clearer.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was a vige.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A vige with fairlyrge houses all made of what looked to be the shells of giant turtles.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Come to think of it, I remember seeing a few monsters like that during the past week.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not that I fought them, of course.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Would you look at that?” I said as I readjusted Norn and Aisha. “Hopefully they have some spices to trade, huh? Maybe then my stew won’t taste so bad.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Norn shook her head. “I-It wasn’t that bad, Brother.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t help but smile at her cuteness. “You don’t have to lie, Norn. I know it kind of sucked.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? I didn’t mind it, though,” Eris mumbled from the side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shook my head. “Thanks, but I think that was just you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, I never wanted to have that meat stew ever again, at least not with the measly spices we had on hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Never had I wanted a loaf of bread more in my life.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As we got closer, I noticed that this vige not only had houses, but also small fields that seemed to be growing an array of nts and herbs.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yippee.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Approaching the gate, we were quickly stopped by a young boy with light blue hair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Weird… he almost reminded me of Roxy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Maybe he was her brother?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hah. As if.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, while he might look like a young boy, knowing the variety of the Demon race, he could very well be a fully grown man.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Who are these people, Ruijerd?” the guy asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They’re lost children,” Ruijerd responded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“‘Lost children’?” the blue-haired guy shook his head. “I can’t let such suspicious people into the vige.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Suspicious? They’re children… Exin yourself,” Ruijerd said sternly, causing Norn and Aisha to tighten their grip on my shirt.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well… if he wanted to improve the reputation of his race, he would have to work on his tone, especially around the children he was so obviously endeared to.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“W-What do you mean, ‘exin myself’? Just look at them!” the man said, pointing at us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They were teleported here from the Kingdom of Asura. What’s the matter with you? They’re just children, and the day is turning to night,” Ruijerd scowled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Umm… to be fair, these ‘children’ you are talking about include a dual Sword and Water Saint, as well as an Advanced-rank Sword God practitioner in Eris.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not exactly apletely defenceless bunch.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ruijerd,” I said, nudging his arm. “Weren’t you just going to tell them you’re leaving? We can handle another night of camping.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He narrowed his eyes. “…I was hoping to spend the night here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then just ask him to call an elder or something,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You have a point,” Ruijerd nodded. “Rowin, can you call for the elder?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I was just thinking about doing that,” Rowin said before closing his eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hm?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh, Ruijerd?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The Migurd can converse with others of their race, even at a distance,” Ruijerd quickly answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Migurd?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wait… didn’t that mean-


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The elder’s on his way,” Rowin said, opening his eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… I guess it would be better to ask the elder about that anyway.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Whether this was Roxy’s vige, that is.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon?” Eris said, poking my shoulder. “What’s happening?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right. She didn’t know the Demon God tongue.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And in fact, neither did Aisha nor Norn.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nothing much. We’re just waiting for someone in charge to let us in,” I answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm?” she frowned. “But he didn’t do anything.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They canmunicate telepathically,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“‘Telepathically’? What’s that mean?” she asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just… never mind.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">That would take way too long to exin.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Brother?” Norn asked, pulling my scarf. “All okay?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We’ll be fine. We just have to…” I then spotted a bald man slowly making his way toward me, with two girls at his side. “Well, never mind then. Everything should be over soon.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The bald man, who still, despite being the assumed ‘elder’, looked like a boy, then began talking with Rowin.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“These are the human children in question, then?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes,” Rowin nodded. “They’re very strange. One of them can even speak ournguage.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… but anyone could learn thenguage with enough study, no?” the elder said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why would a human child study ournguage, though?” Rowin asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, to get closer to my crush, Roxy, of course, but it would also prove to be useful now that we were here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s not be too hasty now. I’ll speak with them,” the elder said before walking toward us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… should I bow to him?


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Demon Continent wasn’t known for its formalities, and I didn’t really like doing etiquette unless it was needed, but then again, he was the vige elder of the ce we wanted to spend the night…


    <span style="font-weight:400">Let’s go for a small bow.


    <span style="font-weight:400">cing Norn and Aisha on the ground, I ced my hand on my chest before slightly bending my leg. “Nice to meet you. I am Leon Greyrat.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I decided to leave out the Sword and Water Saint part, as I didn’t want to make them afraid of us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Though… maybe that fear would help make things go smoother?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And I am Rokkus, the elder of this vige,” he smiled. “I never imagined human children to be so polite.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, well… we’re not exactly normal, you see,” I said before changing to the human tongue. “Eris? Want to introduce yourself?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh?” she said. “But I don’t know thenguage!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just… you don’t need to bow or anything, just introduce yourself,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“W-Well… if you said so.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eris then crossed her arms before eventually moving them to rest on her hips.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“My name is Eris Boreas Greyrat!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">How eloquent.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The elder’s face broke into a smile. “I’m guessing the littledy here introduced herself?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep,” I nodded before cing my hand on thest two’s heads. “And these two are Aisha and Norn Greyrat, my sisters.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The vige elder offered the two a warm smile before looking over to Eris. “And my name is Rokkus, the elder of this vige.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eris turned to me with a confused expression.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He introduced himself. He’s Rokkus, the elder of the vige,” I exined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I-I see!” she said, relieved.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Now… I would just have to ask him to let us into the vige.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Even if it wasn’t that important, I would be lying if I said I missed a warm ce to sleep without the need for a night watch.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wait! The pendant!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Roxy did say that it may help in a situation like this, and considering these were the same race as her… well, it was worth a shot.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rokkus, sir. Would we be able to spend the night in your vige? I also have this,” I then pulled out the pendant from my shirt. “My teacher said to show it in a situation like this, though I never expected to be in one like now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rokkus’ eyes widened before narrowing to study the pendant.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And just who is this master of yours?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…That’d be Roxy Migurdia,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As soon as the words left my mouth, Rowin rushed over to grab me by the shoulder. “D-Did you just said Roxy right now!?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">What?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oh, don’t tell me… was this actually her vige?


    <span style="font-weight:400">His tone didn’t seem angry or anything, so I don’t think Roxy was a runaway delinquent.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Maybe she was missed over here?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Roxy did say she never went back home after leaving quite some time ago.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes,” I nodded. “Do you happen to know her?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Where is she? W-Where is Roxy!?” Rowin shouted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…That wasn’t an answer to my question.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Slowly prying off his hands from my shoulders, I answered him, “Shirone Kingdom in the Central Continent. At least she was there thest time I checked.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He released a deep sigh, “So she’s alive… good. My daughter’s alive.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Daughter?” I said cautiously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? Y-Yeah, it’s been twenty years since she left home… I-Is she doing alright?” he said anxiously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Okay, so he was Roxy’s dad, and thus, my future father-inw.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At least, hopefully.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It wasn’t too surprising to have someone who looked so young be her father, as Roxy had told me that the Migurd race lived for many years and kept their teenage appearance throughout it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But twenty years, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">That would mean she was in her thirties when we met, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Roxy was always quite evasive whenever the topic of her age came up, and I guess I somewhat knew the answer as to why now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But that just made her cuter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Besides, it was good to know I held the taste of a refined woman.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“She’s doing very well. She’s a King rank water mage, thest time we exchanged letters,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“R-Really! That’s… good. Really good,” Rowin said, his eyes a little teary.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He then turned to me with a questioning re. “…You said you exchanged letters, right? Is that normal for a teacher and student to do?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? No, not really, but you see…” I scratched my cheek in embarrassment. “I kind of… like her, I guess?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well… you know…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">How embarrassing~! And this was her dad too!


    <span style="font-weight:400">But… this was a good way to introduce myself, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">First impressions are important, after all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So, bringing my fist to my chest, my eyes met his as I firmly dered, “I want to marry her!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The surroundings immediately turn quiet, only to be broken a momentter by the sound of Eris’ fist hitting my side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmph! Dummy!” she huffed. “I don’t know what you said, but I could tell it was annoying!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">…I got hit for that reason?


    <span style="font-weight:400">And why would she find it annoying?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rowin’s face turned ck. “…No.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Haa… I guess I didn’t have the instant parental approval that I had with Eris.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I suppose this is another reason to make use of our night here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway, is it alright if wee inside for the night?” I asked Rokkus.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course,” he nodded. “How could we reject you after bringing us such good news? Besides, I don’t think Ruijerd here would be very impressed with us if we refused you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">And so, that was how we gained the hospitality of a Migurd vige for the night.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And the one that was Roxy’s old home at that.
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