The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

I met a girl on the way to the orphanage.

He has three braided blondes and creepy green eyes.

Nothing. I'm not a lollicon or anything, but I'll be a beautiful woman in the future.

But he seems to look narrow.

The feathers inside wrapped around a worn coat that was peppered.

The place is a place of intense movement of people.

Sometimes, bumping into an adult, he says, "Mom. Mommy......" she mutters.

When I hit someone on the road again, I almost fell over.

"Oops..."

At one hair at a time, help.

Light...... Probably about five, but it was as light as a baby.

Probably not fed satisfactorily.

"Are you okay?

"Thank you, uncle"

Uncle......!

Ah! Right.

I still have [phantom] activated all the time.

Well, okay.

Let's keep talking.

"Lady, what's your name?"

"Alisa is Alisa."

"Is Alisa looking for her mom?

"Yeah. You're Alisa. I said bye to my mom at a place called Cozine. But, Mom, I haven't been able to get home. That's why I'm here to get my mom back."

Are you still an orphanage child?

In my previous reincarnation, I was an orphanage child.

So I saw Alisa's outfit and somehow figured it out.

"Just now. Mom, there she is! But when I said Mom, I ran off somewhere."

Running away?

The mother, is she still in this city?

"Okay. Let's find your brother, too."

"Really?"

"Shall we go back to the orphanage first? Maybe your mom's home."

"Yeah."

You should go back to the orphanage for now.

I'm getting sick and tired of going looking for my mom like Alisa and watching a dead kid run over by a carriage.

You can't just leave it like this.

I activate [Explorer] magic.

[Mapping]

Magically create maps of the neighborhood.

Alisa was surprised when she opened her mouth wide on the side.

"Uncle, wow! He's like a wizard!

Wizard?

For once, [villagers] what am I?

Fortunately, there is only one orphanage in the city.

I took Alisa back to the orphanage.

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"Thank you. My name is Marnale, director of the orphanage."

Marnale bowed her head deeply.

For grassy hair with strong habit hair, skin is white.

The dean, with his calm purple eyes impressive, was a younger woman than he could have imagined.

Greetings also cut out the story I asked Alisa there.

"Really?" Marnale sighed.

"What about Alisa's mother...?

"You're probably still alive,"

"Yet you keep it in an orphanage?

"The orphanage used to be a place to keep children who were less than they had lost their parents"

I snort.

Because I used to be, too.

"But not now. Most of the kids who get dumped these days are [villagers] kids. They say they have parents who think that if they keep it in an orphanage, [the villagers] 'children can have a good life..."

Both now and in the past, orphanages have been carried out as a coherent part of state business.

However, subsidies have been cut every year on the grounds that the war is over and there are fewer orphans. but said the number of people remains the same. The orphanage has acted like its rushing temple by the fact that the profession of [villager] has been eliminated by other professions, Marnale explained.

While subsidies are cut, orphans increase.

It was visible not to stand up.

"Then the orphanage is run... What's going on with the missing operating expenses?

"It's..."

Marnale looked at Chirali and the child.

"No way...... Kids..."

Marnale shakes her head violently.

I leaned down with a crying face.

"I didn't do it! Trust me. But the dean before me.................. I don't think I had a choice. I really need money to run an orphanage. But... But... I can't. Such cruelty..."

Marnale collapses.

He covered his face and covered his shoulders and shook them.

Tears spill from between your hands and your cheeks.

All I could do was watch it.

Gashaaaaaaaaaaaan!!

I heard something crack.

Then the screams of the children.

I was talking in the reception room behind the orphanage. Me and Marnale get up.

When I went to the entrance, two men stood.

One is a merchant-style man.

He wears a silk hat on the contoured face like a bun.

The other one is a [warrior] kind of guy.

The protective gear is thin, showing off a mass of muscle on this lookout.

Big fists like hammers were covered with thick hand claws.

Definitely a boxer.

"Alisa!!

Marnale screams.

The fistfighter picked Alisa's collar, which was nearby, and caught it.

The girl has already lost her mind.

"Please don't, Mr. Paigen"

Marnale stared at the merchant-style man who was beside her.

A man named Paigen, when he reaches for his nose, takes out a cigarette.

I lit the fire and gracefully twisted the purple smoke.

"I don't want to do this either. But Dean Marnale. It's time to get your ears together and pay off your debts."

"Wait a minute. Payment's in a week."

"I told you. But, you know what? A week after that is what you had to pay a week ago."

"So, but... He said he'd wait for me."

"It's convenient over here, too.... Now, shall I ask you to pay? Or do you want to sell it? These kids? Or would you like to pay for it?

Paisine approaches Marnale.

I had a nasty grin to show off my teeth made of gold.

Gently reach out to the Dean.

From the top of his black clothes, he tried to touch the area around his chest.

"Hey."

Beat Paige on the shoulder.

Yeah, and the moment the merchant looked back, his fist reflected in his eyes.

Goh!!

I wield my fist with all my strength.

Paisine was lightly blown up and rammed into a desk that was nearby.

"Oh, you! What the fuck!!

Rubbing a bright red swollen cheek, Paisine gets up.

There was no magic, but it seemed surprisingly dull.

"From my sexually harassed father, I just helped a woman"

"Who are you in the first place? Ah...... Ha ha. Right. You're thinking about helping this orphanage, aren't you?

Paige stands up, supported by her fistfighter.

I said, grinning at the edge of my mouth.

"Stop. Stop. These are all scumbags abandoned by their parents."

"Mr. Payzin! Please don't say that in front of my kids!!

Marnale raises a screaming voice.

But it was a step too late.

"We were dumped?

"Mom...... Dad......"

"Wow. I want to see my mom!

The children began to cry simultaneously.

Inside the orphanage, the child is wrapped in a murmuring voice.

Then, the fistfighter shook up his fist as much as he wanted.

Oh, and the roar echoes in the orphanage.

When I saw it, there was a hole in the wall.

The children are taken aback and hardened with their mouths open.

Paige's voice echoed in the quieter orphanage.

"I am. I'm just making this scumbag into a scumbag that I can use. You know what I mean? Besides, I have a deposition over here. You can leave now. Your arms seem to stand, but give up. Now, if you pull your hand, I'll forgive you for hitting me."

"It's that way to pull your hand, isn't it?

"What the..."

Certainly the fact that no debt has been paid is a bad thing.

It would be natural to give it back if I lent it to you.

But......

It is intolerable to trample on human dignity, simply by clinging to a person's weakness and saying [villagers].

"Shut up. Do it!!

Paige orders the fistfighters.

The unspeakable [warrior] came straight at me.

Shake your fists up loud.

Fast...

Twisting of the hips. Eyes on. Moments of impact.

My employer is at least, this fistfighter is top notch.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

A metal noise blasts into the orphanage.

"Hihahaha!! He's a former B-rank fighter. With that big fist, I've shattered the heads of many fistfighters. Not even you."

"Right. Ex-B rank... I see. That's why I'm strong."

"What no..."

"But weaker than me..."

I was taking my fist.

Full boost of [muscle mass enhancement].

He was taking a fist punch that reminded him of a pig rampage.

That's not all.

Ballynnnn!!

Make a hard noise, and the hand armor the fistfighter was wearing plays and flies.

As the atmosphere swirled further, it blew the man away.

It involves the payzine that was behind it as it was and is slapped into the alley.

[Denaturation] of [Blacksmith].

I brittled the composition of a hard hand and blew it with the magic of a [Wizard of Magic (Wizard)] called [Storm Bubble].

Fist fighters lose consciousness, while Paisine had consciousness.

But they say fistfighters are too giant to move.

Help me, I reached out, but all I got was a cold glance back.

That's when I realize.

Across the street.

From the shadow of the building, a blonde looked at this one.

"Mom!!

It was Alisa who jumped out.

Then the woman pops out, too.

The two hugged each other in the middle of the street.

"Mom...... You're finally home."

"I'm sorry, Alisa. Mom, all the time...... I've always regretted it. About you......"

Alisa's mother apparently lived in the city with regrets in her chest.

But one time I saw Alisa all over the city.

I couldn't contain my thoughts and visited the orphanage.

"Can we live together again, Mom?

"Yeah...... Let's live together, Alisa."

A smile finally lights up between parents and children.

"Remember, Paigen. There are no parents who don't think about their children."

"Gu -"

I gave Paige all the money I had.

When he sees a bag containing gold coins, the merchant stands in color.

"That's not gonna be enough, is it? Go away with it. Don't get involved in this orphanage again. Next time you do something, don't think you have a life."

I stare.

Peijin shudders at the hound-like glance.

Waking up the fistfighter, he took the money and walked away.

"Thank you. Eh...... Speaking of which, I still have your name."

"It's not enough to name it. And then there could be another guy like Paige. Be careful when borrowing money."

"Right. I'll be careful."

"If it's good, there's a village from here on Stark territory to the east that only [villagers] live in. Why don't you live quietly there?

"Is there such a place?

"Visit a lord named Luxor. Maybe you can help me."

"Yes. Absolutely!

Those Marnale eyes looked as clear as a possession had fallen.

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A month later...

I was visiting an example village.

The children's song is sounding.

A healthy voice was enlivening the village.

"Ah! Russell, it's your brother."

Alisa was the one who found me.

They come with the children.

He surrounded me immediately.

I'll carefully stroke Alisa's blonde hair.

Tickled, the girl laughed.

"How are you, Alisa?"

"Yeah. Alisa, I'm fine. And there's my mom."

That's how I point fingers.

Alisa's mother was waving.

There was also Marnale on the side, with a tree tray with cookies served in his hands.

Invited by the sweet smell, the children turn back on their heels.

It arrived at a treat that Marnale had made.

But Alisa at heart is on my side.

"Hehe," he grinned with a nostalgic smile.

"What's wrong, Alisa?

"Yeah. Nothing. Just..."

"Just?"

"I just thought you smelled like your uncle."

So Alisa shook her blonde hair and ran over to her mother.

Oh man......

Kids seem to spot me, and I still don't seem to have enough training either.