It had been a long time since a feast had been held in the territory.

The liquor is sifted, men and women dancing in circles.

Everyone looks like they're having fun.

In the middle of the feast were the furs and horns of Ickak Tiger.

Kids my age look unusual.

Bravely slapping him with a stick, his parents were mad at him.

Tomorrow, I'm taking this to the city, because I'm selling it.

Warcraft fur and horns sell high.

They say it will be an aristocratic preference.

That's a little different from my time.

The fur of the Warcraft has excellent slash and protrusion resistance.

The corners have a hardness close to steel, which can also be a weapon, and can be flesh-strengthened if fried.

I didn't know you would use that just to watch......

Things have changed a lot.

Nevertheless......

I stare at Ichak Tiger.

I didn't feel it when I was fighting, but it's a lot smaller than it used to be.

Probably a young body.

I decided to think so, but I was a little concerned.

I was drinking soup with meat.

It's Ichikaku Tiger's meat.

Warcraft meat is basically unsavory.

But as soon as I kill it, it tastes good.

Warcraft meat is the prerogative of adventurers hunting warcraft.

It also became a valuable source of protein for this territory.

Bigger is bigger.

It was easy to fill the belly of about fifty people.

"Wow, what about Russell boy? That's your son."

One of the inhabitants slapped me on the shoulder with a bash.

Did you cultivate it in farming?

The power of [villagers] is quite strong.

It hurt plain.

"It's also awesome that I took out the Warcraft... I don't know. I can't believe you helped me. If I were you, I'd look at the Warcraft and lose my hips."

The waitress's woman gives her a replacement.

I received a wooden clam with hot air and put it in my stomach.

The meat of the Warcraft also leads to increased Magic Power.

If I don't eat it here, I don't know when it will.

"How did you shoot through Ickak Tiger?

an old hunter who was listening beside him asked.

Answer, looking as difficult as you can think.

"I am selflessly obsessed with trying to help Bornga...... Actually, I don't remember at all."

"It's great...... Trying to help my people. I was desperate."

"Yeah!"

Turn to the neat smile.

That's all I could see the adults dusting.

Let's get through this for now.

I made up my mind.

◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆

Shortly after I defeated Ickak Tiger, Luxor brought in the hunters of the territory.

I realized I didn't have two kids, and I came looking for them.

Naturally, me and Bornga were squished together.

But the adults' interest is how they were able to defeat Icktiger.

I decided to respond vaguely.

So here's the speculation the Luxols made.

When I chased Bornga into the woods, I ran into Ickak Tiger.

I unleashed an arrow desperately trying to help Bornga, and I shot through the steeple - something like that.

This is how I was celebrated by a hero.

So now they are being praised by the people.

Bornga, by the way, is not in the feast seat.

It would just be hard to get out in public.

The feast finally ended when the moon became the steps coming in the north direction.

That's just sleepy.

Though Yingqi was able to feed him, he just overused his magic today.

If I could, I'd just like to stay asleep till noon tomorrow or so.

"Russell."

It was Luxor who stood on the road to the mansion.

"Father. Haven't you left yet?

"I've been waiting for my son. Let's go home together."

"Yes!"

I was like a child, lined up next to Luxor.

Make yourself smile proudly.

Then Luxor stroked my head.

Quite ticklish.

Speaking of which, this may be the first time I've ever had a particular father in my life.

In previous reincarnations, most of them were war disaster orphans.

"Well done, Russell"

"Thank you. But I really don't remember anything."

"Right..."

Luxor then stops in the middle of the road.

It's a field around, and there's not much to block.

The sky was wide and the stars were blinking in the night sky.

The moon is blue and white, encompassing my father - Luxor.

His expression was stiff and he was staring at me.

"Russell. I want you to tell me the truth"

"The truth?

"Can you use magic?

- Huh!!

I accidentally drank my breath.

I can see the muscles on my face pulling.

Not good. It's on my face now.

I desperately mislead.

But it's no use.

Apparently Luxor was convinced of something.

And I was surprised.

I didn't know you'd find out so soon......

Exactly. Did Ickak Tiger overdo it?

"It's true, isn't it?

"Father, I..."

"No, I'm not blaming you. Rather, as a father, I am proud."

"Huh?"

"Russell...... Do you know how many [villagers] there are in this galvail right now?

"About half?

At the time I was alive, I was.

Not now?

"He's already cut 30%."

"Become!!

Stupid!!

I was very upset.

But when I asked Luxor the truth, it was something to snort at.

The war with the Demons was over and there were no more wars that accounted for much of everyday life.

Then, the humans of the six major professions in charge of the battle blurred, and they began to undertake the management and maintenance of the cities and castles that [villagers] were supposed to carry out.

That inability to use magic eliminated the profession of [villager].

Just because the profession is [villagers], more and more women are being killed and forced to abort by the development of appraisal techniques.

The result is 30%.

But [the villagers] who survived said they had a harder fate ahead of them to die.

"Why did you give birth to me?"

"Of course it bothered me. You were my first child. But here's what my dad thinks. There is no life to be born... So my dad decided to ask my mother to give birth to Russell."

"Really?"

"Russell...... What's your goal?

My father's face was serious.

I decided to answer honestly.

"... strong. I want to be strong!

"Even if you ever get flirted with by the profession of [villager] ahead of you?

"Then, Father... I'll try to change that perception."

"Hmm..."

"If I become the strongest person in the world, I can prove that [the villagers] are an excellent profession"

Being the strongest person in the world is my goal.

There's just a tail on there, and there's no obstacle to the plan.

This also started when I destroyed the Demons.

I'm not going to feel overly responsible, but I will have to sin somewhat.

"My father disagrees."

"Huh?"

"Your mind is wonderful. But as a father, I want you to live unconnected in this territory. You're an important trail."

What the hell does Luxor want?

I thought you praised and incited me, and I said stay here.

As a father, I'd almost feel comfortable sending him out.

"Let's do this, then. Tomorrow, we'll have a duel with Dad."

"Duel......?

"If Russell beats his father, let's admit he's leaving the house. If you lose, take over the house...... What do you say?"

I couldn't get an instant answer.

Luxor is strong.

The impression of the first father I met has not yet been wiped.

But this is your chance.

A good opportunity to wave a major player and leave the Stark family.

You can't not not bet.

"Okay, Dad. I'll do it."

I glow my eyes.

The child's face in my father's eyes looked like a beast.

"Hmm. That's a good heart..."

Luxor raises the corner of his mouth.

"My father is strong."

He did the trick of gripping the sword and put his arms up.

That's when I finally realized what Luxor meant.

I see.

Is everything an excuse......

He just wanted to fight me.

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