A Boy Raised by Gods, Will Be the Strongest

I defeated the devil and headed to Luna Maria, but she smiled and smiled,

"As expected, Will."

I smiled.

He gave me the best smile in the world.

The inside of the chest gradually becomes hot and dyes the cheeks.

Luna Maria's blindness has helped, but if she thinks well she can hear my heart sounds. You must have heard a beat like my early bell. I wish I could misunderstand that the heartbeat was fast because it was just after the battle.

Thought that, I realize that Luna Maria's consciousness is pouring behind me.

When you look in that direction, you notice that the king is there.

I remember rescuing the king.

If you go to the king as it is, you will see the king of this country.

The king opened his eyes slightly and stared at him.

He smiles at his mouth.

He thought he was nervous when the Devil had been killed, but that wasn't the only thing.

The king's face was obviously dead. His expression resembled that of a sick man, also suffered death.

-In short, his life is running out.

The king's eyes did not show the devil, and it seemed that only me, who had confronted it and had a magnificent fight, was in sight.

Luna Maria seems to have noticed this, praying to the mother-in-law and instructing her to hold her hand.

"Will, the King has no time."

"--I know it"

I'll answer shortly, beside the king.

Kneeling beside him, clutches the king's hand in this country.

The king said in a thin voice.

"... William Alfredo"

It was the name of the king's son.

The name of his son, who was missing about 15 years ago. The name of the successor of this country. ――My temporary name.

I call the king my father.

"... Dad, dad"

The king squints when I say so.

"... William. Can you call me my father?"

"Naturally, I'm William, my dad's son."

"... But you got involved in the political struggle, giving you a tough fate."

"A terrible fate? Not at all. The gods who picked me up at Table Mountain were very good people. They were very kind people."

"... Yes, that was good."

When he says so, he praises the gods.

"... I'm sure they're good gods, because they're going to make my poor son a hero so far."

The king of this country cannot be said to be a king who excels at armed force.

He rarely appeared on the front line and instructed him to go from the back of the shrine. He was a polite person who loved poetry and music rather than hunting and martial arts.

Therefore, he was despised by his vassals and had a coup dating fifteen years ago, and he must have been sick of that time.

I am deeply pleased that I did not want my son to inherit her weakness.

I said I would hold my dad's hand.

"... Dad is not weak, he's just a kind king. I'm a child of Dad. So I'm so strong."

"... I see. I'm happy to say that."

That was the king's last word.

The 13th king of this country. The man, who had been on the throne of Midnia for a long time, satisfactorily spilled, ending his life.

I lightly stroke my dad's eyelids with her eyes open.

Then he closes his eyes. I never opened my eyes again.

So I took the king's death. He could not avoid his death, but his fate was to change.

I don't know if it's good or bad, but at least Luna Maria seems happy.

She told me to bow down.

"[Will], it was a hard time."

I smiled back at her and said, "Thank you."

Although it is a short word, it has various meanings.

Thanks for taking me out on a trip, thank you for leading me this far. Thank you for always being with us.

-And maybe.

Thank you for staying with us.

That was my true intention.