Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi no Slow na Second Life

After I settled down, I found out a lot.

I'm sorry for what Lady Gran Berza said.

"So did you know Lady Gran Burza? My real race?

"When you were about five or six years old, you felt like you couldn't use magic. I figured it out as I did a lot of research. I hear you noticed that too."

Yeah.

The first time I found out, I was really surprised.

"I've been lost. I was wondering what would really make you happy. I knew it would be a happy thing to give him back where he was supposed to be, but he came cheating without being able to let go...!

I've never heard such a story before.

Has this person been dragging such hindsight to deal with me the whole time?

"But you're still the happiest human race is to live in a human race. So splendid, build a home too......! That's really splendid, Darriel......!

"Still, isn't it you who raised me young......!

I owe you a debt that I won't be able to pay you back for the rest of my life.

"Look. He's my son. I named it Gran. I took the liberty of taking your name."

"Ooh..."

"The days you raised me are irreplaceable to me. I don't want to be the subject of an apology."

Thank you.

Thank you.

I was impressed. I hugged Lady Gran Burza.

I felt again that he was such a small person.

It's a good story.

It's a good story.

All the outfielders are in tears beside me......

... beside the people.

"Let go! Let go! Don't raise the Four Heavens King to a blood festival here. What a brave man. Ahhh!!"

"Dear Aranzil! Air! Read the air!!"

Active brave men were still suppressing the former brave men who would not be slaughtered by the demons.

... I'm sorry about something.

"... ha"

"Nooooo!?"

Hermes knife to shake down.

Aranzil takes the white feathers of it and each other's powers antagonize it.

"Excuse me. You're right. You can't take my benefactor."

"Let me talk to you.... I didn't know you were that troublesome aide."

Trouble.

I didn't know I was recognized that way by the enemy.

"I was just chocolate on the edge of my sight, but I was impressed because it always gets in the way of being extremely precise where it matters.... I didn't know you were a human race, not a demon...!!"

"I was surprised when I found out, too."

"But more than we recognize true origins, it will be on our side to fight the Demon Nation!! The Demon King Crusade, the extermination of the Demon Nation, is the grief of the human race for dozens of generations!!"

"Grace and affection transcend race."

Can you easily kill someone who raised me as a substitute because my affiliation has changed?

"Nevertheless, I owe a favor to the human race right now. So at least in front of my eyes we want each other to get along..."

"Don't be ridiculous!

Wherever Aranzil tries to swing, a blade removed Hermes knife will eat into your body.

Compared to pure power, you have no chance of beating an old man...

"I am! I must eradicate the demons! That's my mission! Meaning of life! Don't stop me, Darriel!!"

"I sympathize with the misfortune that has befallen you. But I can't tolerate grief this far because of it."

I'm the winner in comparison to the stress, but Aranzil doesn't look like he's pulling back hard.

What is wrong with this......

"Um..., from what I've just heard, what do you mean?

Lady Gran Burza has joined the conversation.

"Unhappiness, sadness...? No, we can say we've known each other for a long time in a way, but we don't actually know each other that much because we're on the enemy's side..."

I guess.

"Shut up, you filthy demon clan! Can't you see the grudge that killed my son!

"Huh...?

"Isn't that the evil deed of your compatriots! Bezetane of Four Heavens' Muddy Water '! His despicable business took away my young son. My son was just born! I never even saw the child's face!

Aranzil resentful voice like spitting fire.

The hatred that deprived him of his family is what I find to be the driving force behind the battle.

"Four Heavens King..., Bezetan...!?"

"Oh, I knew Master Gran Burza knew?

It's now the oldest of the demons.

I didn't know.

"He took away your child? You had a newborn baby?

"That's right! Since then, I have sworn to my heart to kill the Demon King and destroy the Demon Clan to clear my wife's carelessness!!"

Lady Granburza gave me a difficult look.

Couldn't you still take a heavy episode, though enemies?

"... Darriel"

"Yes?"

"Did you ever tell me more about when I met you?

No?

Somehow only to the extent that you picked up the baby I was left behind on the battlefield?

"Actually...... how I got you has a lot to do with the former Four Heavens King Bezetan......!

So I don't know anything about him?

"Indeed, he was a man of causal relief and hated by his allies. Instead of being a direct opponent, the mean-spirited means of targeting his associates also falls to his heart if he says he will use them. I don't understand or empathize......!

Um, what the hell are you talking about?

"I'm the one who took the end of that bezetane. He had his belly torn, his hands and feet slashed off and his eyeballs crushed when I rushed. If I knew it was a grudge business, I'd be satisfied."

Aranzil reacted to the story.

I guess it's because he's the tenacity who made up that atrocity.

"Bezetan said at the end. 'I left a trump card. If you use that well, you will surely defeat the brave too'. He passed on the 'trump card' and his stash, and he was breathless to punish it."

And it was just what I looked for after I followed that last instruction...

"I was a young breastfeeder. Darriel, it's you..."

Are you serious?

"The baby is the trump card...... I didn't know why at the time. The first thing I thought about was that this is Bezetane's son, and if the son who took over his father's talent grows up, he will be the elite defeated brave."

But it turns out the child is later said to be a human race.

"I don't know why anymore. But at that time Dariel was an irreplaceable son to me, and I no longer cared about Bezetan's will or anything else. But..."

Now the situation begins to make sense.

Putting out pieces that are missing from each other, the drawings you see......

The son of a brave man once known to the Four Heavens.

After the death of the Four Heavens King, a baby entrusted to his colleague, Lady Granburza.

The child was a human race while in the demonic tribe.

Supplementary, the baby is a grown me.

"Uh-huh?

The gaze of everyone on the spot is focused on me.

I get it.

I know what everyone thinks.

"No, there's a coincidence. Ah."

"Mr. Darriel! Don't turn away from reality!!"

"It's too much of a coincidence to clean up!

I know, I know!

There's something I can't even take!

…………

Turning around, my predecessor, Aranzil, was staring at me, too.

There was unprecedented emotion.

An emotion that is too complicated for me to discern even after living for more than thirty years.

"…………………… you…"

"Yes?"

"Are you saying you're my son? I thought he died over thirty years ago...!?"

"Come on?"

Zubaban!

and was slapped. From two people, Lady and Zebiantes.

"Why don't you say yes there!?"

"There are so many bad times!!"

That's why I still can't take it either!

I learned that facts have tolerance and that my mind can't swallow facts if I cross them.