Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

233 ◇ My heart is missing

About the half-life of Alice Glyce Tennite-Gracaradoc.

She was born between the noble father and a visitor.

My mother's child, who was a pretty good attacker even though it was not as heroic as standard, was generally born into a brilliant child.

Except Alice.

From my father's point of view, Alice was nothing but a failure, and my father's alleged mother treated my daughter that way.

Inevitably, so are the others today.

Well said, about a person's value.

For example, flowers would add value by blooming beautifully. It smells good, has no thorns, and will be even more valuable if it doesn't wither quickly.

A warrior? If strength is what is required, then beauty and smell are worthless.

What the nobles needed was excellence to stay in the nobility.

Status to remind the surrounding community that they are brilliant and still carry the blood of a hero.

Alice didn't have it. So they didn't expect anything, they didn't love me, they didn't look to me.

It was only natural for Alice that she began to think that she was incompetent when she saw the other day that her parents loved her. In fact, that was true about the Gracaradoc family.

At one point, Ligal came to the house. Alice liked Ligal to come because she was in front of a kind heart hero, or because all that time her parents would pretend to love herself like any other child.

If he hadn't come, I wouldn't have been blessed with the opportunity to be nice to my father and mother.

It was when he was seven, or he brought one of his daughters. That's Makina.

"You're a killer!

It was also Alice's complex.

"The Inheritor of Red" is a bright red hair.

Even though my father and the rest of us did this today, only Alice got mixed up with my mother's hair color and didn't turn crimson.

Even the daughter of the 'heir of the' Gun Orgelius', who should be as incompetent as herself, was born with glorious gold hair.

Alice did not qualify as an heir at the appearance stage.

Yet Makina said the hair was beautiful.

Really? Is it beautiful? But because I'm not a flower. That doesn't make me worth it.

Makina seems to have liked herself, and my father told me to play with her, so I had some more opportunities to get involved then.

I treated my father's friend's daughter with no disrespect. Only the hero's daughter. She was young and intelligent, and it was difficult to follow the story, but what a catch by studying hard by the next time I met her.

One day, Ligal walked into the room saying he was dealing with Makina, as usual.

Makina hugged Ligal as a matter of course, and Ligal held her up as a matter of course.

Alice didn't get it.

Would she have done anything to help Ligal? Otherwise, how can you be nice to my father?

I don't know, I kind of moaned, and Alice asked for a reason.

Yes. Makina is excellent. She's a valuable daughter, so I guess you can treat her politely from time to time.

Alice, thinking, is inadvertently held up to Ligal.

Alice didn't get it.

I didn't do anything to help Ligal. Then why would he smile at himself and hug me? I have eyes for Machina, who is also being held up. I'm laughing fun. I smiled back.

Why, why? What do you mean? How do I...

Yes. Makina is a valuable daughter, and Alice is that friend. I guess that's why. Think about it and you'll get through. Even my parents are nice to me when Ligal comes. Something of high value temporarily increases Alice's value.

A little later, I hear my father overflowing like this.

"Put me in the college"

Ale, there's no one else but Alice. I knew right away that it must be a pain in the ass.

My mother only answered yes.

"Assuming she's Gracaradoc's daughter. If you qualify as a magician or witch, you will also see the recipient."

Also, it's a matter of value. It's hard to get an obvious failure out to my wife. But if you decide that you are only a talent active in other areas, you can make excuses.

Alice had noticed.

I am worthless as Gracaradoc's daughter.

But as a woman?

What if I were a magician's egg?

Worth it, it might come out.

Alice just made it worth it to someone...

"There's something I want to leave you with."

"... to me, is it? Your father gave it to me?

My father summoned me abruptly, and I couldn't figure it out. When I went back to the main house, I was told that was the opening most so.

It was impossible.

"I can't leave it to the others. My daughter, Alice. It's the only thing you can do."

As the daughter of Gracaradoc, my father wants something from himself.

I thought you even found a candidate for son-in-law.

And that wasn't wrong in a way.

It was an operation that was founded because it was nothing else, the incompetent Alice.

'Cause nobody suspects Alice.

I don't see how the incompetence of the Gracaradoc family could kill the "Hero of the Thunder".

But I guess that's why.

It is no coincidence that Twilights was fallen.

The mastermind, the heir of the Red, could not allow a fake hero to deceive his ancestors.

Bury Rigal, who plays the role of a hero's summariser, let Twilights be executed, and give birth to the son of the 'Black Hero', who rests at the heart of the hero.

If successful, Alice's value jumps.

In the rest of my life, I don't have to feel vain again.

"I'll do it. Father, leave it to me."

I mistakenly assumed it was to be expected.

I realized that I was originally a throwaway pawn when I came to see him.

They didn't hear anything about the curse.

I wasn't worthless enough to be. They found it worth just throwing it away.

I don't find it sad. I was preparing myself in case.

I sold my family and collaborators to avoid execution.

But why not?

Empty.

I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. It's full of things I don't know.

I now boast a status comparable to that of a hero.

It has value for use. Yet Crowe, how can you not be nice to yourself? Shouldn't we be gentle so that we can feel good and demonstrate our abilities until then, even if we throw them away?

I don't know. I'm unhappy, but I don't know where I'm relieving myself. Now if Crowe had been nice to me, I would surely have been attacked by a bigger emptiness than when my father betrayed me.

Just because Twa cried, he beat himself.

Twilights says he is his fruitful sister. We did something completely stupid. My hero-standard sister got her hands on something of high value. There is no reason for him to get angry.

... That, but she must have been an incompetent girl in the past. And yet he ran for revenge for her, like The Hero of Divine Healing said. Even though she doesn't look good or smart enough to risk her life, where the hell did Mr. Crowe find value in Sir Synthesis Doarthur?

I don't know.

For Makina, the loss of her father, the heroic standard, must be enormous.

Because I hate Alice for killing it, I can't empathize, but I can understand.

And yet, what is that? What, what was that attitude earlier? I don't think it should be directed at an incompetent childhood friend of Level 6. Believe in the possibility that Alice was obeyed by her father, stupid friend.

She told me her hair was beautiful. She said her eyes were beautiful. He said he has beautiful skin, is gentle, cares well, and is a hard worker.

At that level of value, it shouldn't be far from Ligal's.

I don't know. It's full of things I don't know.

I don't know, because I'm incompetent and worthless?

Even that, Alice doesn't know.

"Mr. Alice!

I heard voices.

A voice that remains of childhood. A voice I've heard.

Someone came after me as I left the tavern and tried to return to the temporary first inn given to Crowe.

Looking back. Laughing.

"Well, who are you talking about? Am I a mysterious masked girl?

It is the Ethereal Ice Girl who approaches herself with a look that seems complicated.