I'm twelve years old.

For five years, the bullied flesh has become like steel, full of magic.

Especially since I've grown tall.

Even to jump into Luxor's nostalgia, he had to use his magical powers, but now he had come to the point where he could meet enough without magic.

And today...

Luxor's unhesitant slaughter flies from the top.

I cut off my hips and prepared a counter of horizontal giraffes.

Then, my father's sword orbit stops perfectly. Read......!

When he groans like a serpent, he releases the child's throat whistling.

Fast!

Unexpected ambush.

For a moment, stop your hips from falling back with the force of intense will.

I jumped in the other way.

When sucked onto the side of the luxor, he presses it with his shoulder.

It's a tactic I couldn't have done when I was young.

He also weighed about 1.5 times more than he did five years ago.

My father's back hurts.

Even if he wasn't in good shape, Luxor was forced to swing through.

Easy to receive, such as swords with no hips and shifted points of strength.

Bounce back easily.

Totally disfigured Luxor.

Still, I'm not alarmed.

If I had been my father, I might have given up here.

but my father also has his father's pride.

Luxol was also getting stronger.

Already, its strength is mildly beyond active duty.

That's no exaggeration to say I made it stronger.

Pull his right leg quickly and Luxor regains his posture.

In addition, focus [leg enhancement] on your right leg.

Hard-treaded sand blows away.

He came to me in a straight line.

Basic muscles.

Release of supple magic.

At a time when there is no minute of madness......

It's all incomparable with five years ago.

My father laughed niggardly.

Convinced of victory.

0 out of 1213 wins and 1213 losses.

A father who is suffering a 1213 losing streak finally beats his son.

Makes me think so - it was a brilliant major attack.

But I smiled again, too.

For a moment I almost went forward, I let my posture stand like a stick.

That's it, my body stopped.

Scratch your hips.

I lightly attacked my father's best.

Luxor walks past me like a bullfight.

On its back, he poked a slight cut at it.

Ha......

Exhale loudly and drop your shoulders disappointingly.

"It's my loss. I thought I could win today..."

"It wasn't a bad blow, Father. But I still rely too much on speed and power. I need to remember to shake it more compactly."

"I am always conscious of killing warcraft. And don't talk about preaching. I'm your father for once."

"Yes, sir."

"'Yes' can be done once"

Luxol is a pain in the ass.

I wonder how sorry I was.

I was angry.

The anger is not on me.

It was directed at my father himself.

"Isn't it time you admitted it, Father? I'm twelve, too."

"What? What are you talking about?

"We're talking about me leaving this territory!

"Ha... Don't be so angry. Don't worry. I remember you. On that evidence, someone I know will soon visit here."

Do you know your father?

"He's one of my men from the Knights. Now I'm a teacher at Adventurer's School"

Adventurer School!

That's what I used to call a magic school in my last life.

It just seems that what you're doing is the same.

I mean, magic education.

There we parted into each profession and learn how to use practical magic.

As a rule, anyone over the age of twelve who can use magic can take the exam.

If you graduate after sunshine, you'll be licensed as an adventurer.

The Adventurer License is something I want to get.

I can go to every country just because I have it.

If recognized by the Alliance and ranked higher, it will also be possible to investigate dungeons that are not normally allowed.

"How did that instructor end up in Stark territory?

"Surprisingly bad guess, it's Russell. You asked me to assess if I could get into Adventurer's School."

"Huh?"

"The School of Adventurers has tests. But you're a [villager]. Even if he is stronger than his father and can use magic, he cannot delude a given vocation. If you leave the territory and knock on that door, you could get paid in advance."

So I'll call my former men and have them see what I can do.

If you get the instructor tattooed, you'll be able to get to the test at the very least.

That was Luxor's idea.

"Yes, since when... Since when did your father think about that?

"You're the one who's putting away what? Didn't I promise you that day - the day I first exchanged my sword with you? If you beat me, you'll allow me to leave the territory."

"Before that, about today's day..."

My whole body trembled.

Something climbs on my face.

My eyeballs got hot without darkness.

Dust.............

I cry.

I was honestly happy.

My father's affection......

I was always alone.

I've done things by myself.

That's why it was the first time.

My relatives have done me so much good...

"When the hell has it been since I've seen you cry?

Luxor laughed teasingly as he looked at my face crying.

Offer a handkerchief.

I took it and I wiped the tears in my eyes.

"Why? How can you be so good to me?

"It will be decided. I'm your father. What else could it be for?

Hearing that, I burst into tears again.

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