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Chapter 41 – Reconciliation

    Chapter 41 – Reconciliation


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


    <span style="font-weight:400">Having forced the trio of Eris, Aisha, and Norn to head into themercial district with Ruijerd acting as their guard… or rather, as their babysitter, I found myself sitting in the same bar as yesterday with a mug of juice in my hand, waiting for a certain someone to make their appearance.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While Eris and my sisters really didn’t like the idea of leaving me to meet with Paul alone, thankfully, Ruijerd was able to take them away without too much of a fuss, trusting me to deal with it alone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As I idly twirled some wind magic in my hand to pass the time, eventually, after less than an hour of waiting in rtive silence, a familiar face appeared.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“L-Leon…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I guess the girl who widened her eyes and left when she saw me told him, judging by how she was standing in the doorway now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She was one of the girls I used Paul of cheating with, right? I’d have to apologize. That wasn’t fair to her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…Unless it actually happened, of course.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In that case, I would just leave the sad excuse of a father and a husband behind and cut all contact with him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How nice of you toe say hi, Paul,” I said, turning to face him. “Cooled down a bit?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was slightly surprised by the sight of the man, though I was able to hide it well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What before was the shoddy, sorry excuse of a man had changedpletely.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With a clean face, well-kept hair, and eyes that shined with determination and life, it seemed that Paul had usedst night and this morning to think hard and clean himself up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I would say it waspletely unexpected, but… for better or worse, Paul was always the unpredictable type, able to change moods on a dime.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah… Leon, I’m… I’m sorry!” he said, dropping to his knees as he bowed his head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Different from the drunken state I had seen yesterday when he had apologized, this time, I could feel the sincerity radiating off the man.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“For being a piece of shit… for taking my ipetence out on you… for ming you… I’m sorry! For all of it!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Watching the man continue with his apologies, I released a sigh before getting up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I get it, Paul. You messed up our fated meeting after such a long time apart. Not to mention being a total ass…” I said, looking down at him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Yeah. You’re right,” he nodded. “I know I’m an ass…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, you were, so…” I opened my arms as Paul’s green eyes stared up at me. “Come greet me properly this time… Dad.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His mouth gaped in surprise before suddenly scrunching up, forming an ugly face as tears began to pool in his eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Getting to his feet, Paul took one leap to quickly reach me, wrapping his arms around me in a hug as his tears began to shed onto my shoulder.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Huh… we were basically the same height now…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon… Leon! I’m sorry! I’m… I’m so proud of you! You… you kept your sisters safe! You kept yourself safe! I… I…!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s alright, Dad.” I patted his back as an itching heat began to form behind my eyes. “Seriously… crying on your son like this… such a worthless old man.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah… now I was crying too.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Seriously…” I wrapped my arms around his body. “Y-You’re such a piece of shit… Scum…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hearing my disparaging words, his grip around my torso tightened.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I know,” he chuckled, though hisughter was choked with tears.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Honestly…” I nodded, gripping him tighter. “...I missed you. I miss our family.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I know… I missed you too,” he returned, bringing a hand up to pat my hair. “And we’ll get them back… I promise.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not trusting myself to talk without sobbing further, I lowered my face into his shoulder, hiding my embarrassingly tearful state from the world as my tears flowed forth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And with my tears… it felt as if all my bottled-up anxiousness, sorrow, and fear were being washed away, soaked up by the musky shirt of my father, which still faintly smelled of alcohol.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...You did well, Leon. Really well,” my father continued, continuing to pat my back. “So you can leave the rest to your unreliable old man here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“T-That’s not very convincing,” I said, chuckling through my tears.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And so, a day after our initial reunion, my father and I reunited once more.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Much more amicably this time.


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


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So… you really know where Zenith and Lilia are?” my father asked, taking a swig of his drink.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was just water, thankfully. No need for a repeat of yesterday.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, apparently in abyrinth near the Maze City of Rapan… or did she say Dungeon City?” I wondered aloud, thinking back to Kishirika’s words.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, that ce?” my father frowned, rubbing his chin. “It goes by a bunch of names, Maze City, Labyrinth City… either way, Rapan is pretty far away, huh? Wait… did you say they were <em><span style="font-weight:400">in </em><span style="font-weight:400">abyrinth?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep,” I nodded. “Kishirika said there was some interference, which is only exined by high-level barriers or being in abyrinth. So Lilia and Mama- or, Zenith, are-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t call her Zenith, Leon,” my father said, looking at me with a remorseful grimace. “You know I didn’t mean what I said, right? Call her Mama. That’s what she is, and what she always will be.”


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


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t mention it, it was a shitty thing for me to say anyway,” he waved me off. “Plus, I don’t want to imagine the beating I’d get if you two met and you called her ‘Zenith’.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Heh. I can imagine,” I said, smiling at the memories of Mama.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I… hope she’s still okay.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But you learned this a year after the teleportation, right?” my father said. “Then… why would she still be there, and in abyrinth no less? Unless she was…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Forced to,” I finished for him, both of our fists simultaneously clenching in anger at the very real possibility. “Mama is a good healer, so there’s definitely a motive for a party to capture her. But as for Lilia…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, that one’s weird,” he said, massaging his chin in thought. “Not only is she useless in abyrinth, but after a year, she would have gotten out of most problems. She’s a cunning woman like that. And even if she couldn''t get out of it, I would have at least received a letter by now…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah. There was that too.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Well, either way, I’ll be finding that out soon after leaving Aisha and Norn with you,” I said, taking a drink of my juice before I red at the man in front of me. “As long as you actually didn’t cheat on your wives, that is.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? No way, I haven’t even looked at a woman since all that shit happened,” he said, shaking his head. “And as for leaving your sisters here… we can’t do that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Why?” I said, surprised. “Don’t you have a whole organization here? What’s the problem?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, first, I think my two cute daughters absolutely hate my guts right now,” he chuckled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That… was true. But there was no way for them to mend their bond if they stayed apart forever.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And two… our little search and rescue squad is kind of hated around here. I wouldn’t be able to guarantee their safety,” he said. “Well… maybe Norn, if I went to the Latreias, but Aisha would still be shit out of luck.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">They were hated? The hell? Why?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Plus, what about that littledy you’re with?” he said, turning to me with a smirk. “Don’t think I didn’t notice how she looks at you. You can’t just abandon a girl like that. At least, I know a good man like you wouldn’t.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I clicked my tongue in annoyance, “I’d just take her with me. She loves adventuring, after all.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t think Philip and Hilda would appreciate that, though,” my father said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Are they alive?” I asked, surprised.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep, but I’ll tell you about thatter,” he said, finishing his drink before he turned to look at me with a serious expression. “Leon. I don’t want you to burn your entire life getting everyone back together. I want you and your sisters to have a good, normal life. Especially after all the shit you went through.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He then ced down a map, pointing to the Central Continent, up past therge mountain range to the north of the Asura Kingdom.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“After I tie up some loose ends here, I’ll go to Begaritt. Meanwhile, I want you to take your sisters and go meet up with Rudy in the north. Right now, he should be looking for his mother as well near Sharia, so tell him that we found Zenith and Lilia and… start a life there. All of you, together.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looking at his narrowed, serious eyes in surprise, I released a chuckle as I leaned back into my chair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Look at you, acting all fatherly now,” I said with a smirk.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, I kind of messed up our first meeting, so I have a lot to make up for…” he said as he rubbed the back of his head. “...Still can’t believe I messed it up so bad.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ha! We both know that’s normal for you, Father, falling to your emotions and all,” I shrugged. “But… sure. You can go to Begaritt… but I’ll be joining you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hah? Don’t be ridiculous! Don’t you want to take care of your sisters?” my father said, looking a little enraged.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, but Ruijerd can escort them safely to the north. And Eris… well, she can choose what she wants to do,” I said, shrugging.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...No,” my father said resolutely. “Listen, Leon. I’ll admit you’re stronger than me. Way stronger. But even if you’re A-rank, I’m still a better adventurer.”


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


    <span style="font-weight:400">He was… correct.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had no experience withbyrinths and dungeons, after all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Lots of people have travelled to Begaritt and lots have clearedbyrinths, but there’s only one person I can entrust Aisha and Norn to,” he said. “...You.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ignoring the touching feeling of his trust, I stared back into his eyes before eventually relenting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Fine. I’ll take them to the north and drop them off with Rudy,” I said. “But I’ll be joining you once I do.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...You stubborn brat,” my father sighed. “Look, you’ll probably be toote to be of any help by the time you arrive, and even then, I don’t want you to waste your life. Start a family with Eris and take care of your sisters… you can start a family of your own, Leon.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’ll agree to disagree, but for now, I’d pretend to go along with him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But there was something I was curious about…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You mentioned Eris’ parents were alive, right? Did Ghiine keep them safe then?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah,” he sighed. “They went through a lot of shit. They got teleported to the strife zone, from what I heard, and with Ghiine’s might and Philip’s brain, they ended up uniting one of the regions under one banner.”


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


    <span style="font-weight:400">That’s… quite surprising.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...So they’re doing quite well?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You could say that… Philip worked more as an advisor for one of the kings, so he didn’t get anynd for himself, though he did get enough influence to use as leverage against the Asura Kingdom,” he exined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see…”


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


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hold on, against the Asura Kingdom? What’s up with that?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Listen, Leon,” he sighed. “There’s a reason I ran away from nobility. You’ll have enemies no matter who you are, whether it be due to greed, honour, or some other dumb reason. And those enemies will use whatever they can to knock you down. And the whole region under your control getting caught in a teleportation disaster…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...They wanted to use that to fuck over the Boreas, didn’t they?” I said, gritting my teeth in anger.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I knew the ‘Discement Incident’ wasn’t their fault, and their enemies knew that too, but it didn’t stop them from using that to their advantage.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Such was the disgusting world of politics.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Not how I’d put it, more like tried to kill them off,” my father sighed. “But even if it’s smallpared to Asura, with Philip having the support of a country’s king, they were able to get out of the situation alive. Last I’d heard, they were trying to rebuild the Fittoa region back to an eptable level.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is that so…” I said, relieved. “And what about Sauros? Is he fine?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ha! They tried to take him out, but Millis knows Ghiine wouldn’t let that happen. Luckily, Philip dealt with that before Ghiine painted the Royal Pce in blood,” heughed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good… that’s good,” I sighed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was d for Eris. I should tell her the good news as soon as I finish things up here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway… speaking of Fittoa and Eris… I bet having her act as a figurehead for the rebuilding region would be good,” my father said, looking over to me. “And to do that, she’d need apetent husband…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Quit that line of thought, Father,” I red at him. “When I marry Eris, it won’t be for political reasons. I’m only going to marry for love.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His lips spread wide as he looked at me with a smile. “‘When’ not ‘if’?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Obviously,” I said, averting my eyes, slightly embarrassed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Especially with our kissesst night… I didn’t even know what to call us now, but it was definitely a romantic rtionship.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...I see. To think that dense kid from before would say something so assertive… You’ve grown, Leon,” he smiled, resting his head on his hand as he looked at me fondly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Obviously I did,” I pouted. “I wasn’t sitting around, doing nothing for the past two years.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right, right, sorry,” he chucked, though I could tell this ‘sorry’ was much less sincere by the teasing smile on his face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway,” I grumbled. “You said you had to tie up some loose ends here? What does that mean? And why is your search and rescue group hated here?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah… that… well…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">My father then went on to exin what had happened.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Apparently, while his group had rescued most of the Fittoans that they knew of, thest ones they needed were currently being held in Millishion, mostly by a small collection of powerful nobles.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was amon story that my father hade to expect.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With people being disced in an instant, winding up in a newnd without any knowledge, and often without any belongings of value teleported with them, many quickly fell into the ws of very, whether it be to bandits or nations.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And Millishion was no worse.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If I hadn’t been holding Aisha and Norn, or even Eris, would they be in a simr situation?


    <span style="font-weight:400">The thought made me sick.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just imagining them being held… used and abused by so-called ‘nobles’ made my blood boil and my mana fluctuate.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This fucking ce… how disgusting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So much for the Holy Country of Millis being a ‘paragon of righteousness’.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What a fraudulent nation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…It made me want to destroy it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I calmed my anger, instead deciding to channel those emotions to something more productive.


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


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Hey, Father… I think there are some people you would like to meet,” I said. “You said you know where they are, right? You just don’t have the manpower to rescue them?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, but… what are you thinking, Leon?” he asked, narrowing his eyes as he saw my controlled, concentrated wrath.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My lips spread out into a vicious snarl, one that caused my father to unconsciously reach for his sword at his side as I let my bloodlust leak into the surroundings.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m thinking it’s about time you see the ‘Red Wolves’ in action.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">For a future that could have easilye to pass where my family was harmed, and the many families and lives that had been ruined already… I would have my vengeance.


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


    <span style="font-weight:400">“-And that’s the situation,” my father said, finishing the same exnation of the enved Fittoans that he had told me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see…” Ruijerd nodded. “I cannot imagine the pain that has been dealt to innocents through this… I will lend my assistance.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you, Ruijerd… and for keeping my children safe all this while as well,” my father said, bowing deeply.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Think nothing of it,” Ruijerd smiled. “I am just d that the two of you have reconciled and that you don’t seem frightened of my appearance.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, I’ve seen some scarier faces than yours, so I don’t mind,” my father said before looking at Eris with a slight grimace. “Uh… and thanks to you too… for, you know…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Instead of answering, Eris just narrowed her eyes before walking forward, and in a sh, her fist had extended to punch my father in his stomach, sending him flying into the wall.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t care if you say ‘thank you’ now and that you’ve made up with Leon! I’m still pissed that you hurt him, and that will never change!” she snarled before her face fell into a sad frown. “He… he tried so hard… so why did you… why did you…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eri, it’s okay,” I said, bringing her into a hug. “It’s all fine now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But! That doesn’t take away all that he did!” she said, looking up at me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It doesn’t, but it’s not like yesterday was all bad,” I shrugged. “After all, because of yesterday, now I feelfortable doing this.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I then leaned down and pressed my lips against hers, causing her to freeze as I continued our kiss.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Of course, this wasn’t the time or ce to be making out, so I separated from her after a few seconds.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Right?” I said with a smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She simply nodded back in response with a goofy smile on her face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, at least she seemed happy now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Jeez, first I nearly get knocked out by a teenager, and then you two end up having a moment right in front of me. Just my luck, huh?” my father said, getting to his feet and dusting himself off. “But yeah… I deserved that… so… sorry, Eris. And thank you for taking care of Leon when I was being an ass.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Hmph!” Eris quickly turned away from his apology.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But with this, I don’t think she would kill him anymore. That was good.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Moving on, you said you know the ves’ locations, right?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah,” he nodded. “And from what we know, the ones in Millishion are thest of them. We’ve been putting it off because it’s quite difficult, and while Millis allows very, they aren’t allowed to kill them, so they’re saferpared to many others.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see,” I nodded. “And what about retaliation?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They’ll try,” my father shrugged. “As long as we’re quick, I can ask some higher-up friends to protect us, but once we’re done, I don’t n on staying here for long. That would only be inviting trouble.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Got it,” I said. “So… I assume there’s no one else that could fight with us in your group. Is that correct?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, Vierra and Shierra could be useful, but I would rather them stay here and keep a handle on things… as well as watch Aisha and Norn,” my father responded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Aisha and Norn… while they were currently sleeping, I don’t think they would mind spending some time with the other pair of sisters.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, while I hadn’t talked much with them, I could tell that Shierra was quiet but sweet, and Vierra was a cheerful, good-natured girl.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They almost reminded me of Aisha and Norn’s opposing personalities, though I would prefer if Vierra was a little more… clothed if they ended up watching them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Either way, there was something more important about that possibility that I needed to know.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Are they strong enough to do that?” I asked seriously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep! And for better or worse, the nobles really hate my guts specifically, so that takes the heat off of everyone else,” he said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But once they realize they’re your daughters…” I narrowed my eyes. “Alright. Then let’s do this quickly. Tomorrow, in one night, let’s save them all. And if they want to respond by attacking my sweet sisters…” I rubbed my thumb over the red gem of my sheathed gifted spellsword. “We’ll be here to destroy them.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">My father just sighed as he looked at me with a mix of pride and bitterness.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Did you get that anger from me?” he mumbled. “Anyway, are you sure we can get them in a night? These guys are serious, you know.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I simply shook my head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’ve been dealing with things on your own for a while, and you’ve been doing a pretty good job. So how much do you think you could do with three more people at your level, if not, stronger?” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...Right. Forget I asked,” my father sighed. “Well, if you’re all ready, then I’ll make sure to get everything organized by tomorrow.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ruijerd, Eris, and I nodded in agreement.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good. Well… I’ll leave you three alone now. Have a good night,” my father said, grabbing his sword as he prepared to leave. “And Leon… once this is over… let’s have a drink together.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“dly, Father,” I nodded with a smile. “Though… didn’t you swear off alcohol?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Grk! A-Ah,e on, that’s a different case, right?” he said, a bit embarrassed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Whatever. See you tomorrow, Father.”


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


    <span style="font-weight:400">With him closing the door behind him, Eris immediately turned to me, grabbing my hand as I noticed a certain fire in her eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Thinking about it… that fire had been there ever since she got over the shock of me kissing her a few moments earlier…


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before I could ponder further, she then began pulling me along to our room, leaving no room for refusal as she marched steadfastly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wait. Eri? Eri!?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Needless to say, that night I learned that Eris quite liked the feeling of kissing, and… I can’t say I disagreed.
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