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    Master Ethan had a hidden daughter!

    -An unpleasant rumor arose for a while, but it soon subsided.

    The mascot of the saint’s party.

    A guide who followed the hero Maximilian like an alter ego.

    Rue Ruinong.

    The Hohenberg family’s servants flocked like a cloud to the girl’s cute appearance with impressive light green hair and eyes. And as if offering an offering to a fairy, they began offering numerous snacks, including candy and chocolate.

    It must be incredibly popular.

    Would you say that it is truly a mascot that represents the work?

    As the second son of the family, I have never been treated like that by employees… .

    “Ethan!”

    “uh.”

    A greedy kid with chocolate in both hands approached.

    He bowed his head and answered.

    “I heard a lot from Max! Max’s younger brother!”

    “That blunt ice guy is telling my story? Most of them are swear words.”

    “Huh, how did you know?!”

    “… … .”

    I was speechless at the innocent answer without any lies.

    Damn you bro.

    It’s scary what they might have said behind my back.

    My head hurt when I imagined the author spitting out rapid fire with a blunt face.

    “Still, he said a lot of good things!”

    “I don’t believe it.”

    “True, it’s actually a lie.”

    “… … .”

    Huh.

    It’s pathetic that I had any faith at all.

    “I have to wash it first. Besides, you must be very tired. I would like to ask right away the location of the author, who suddenly became a runaway teenager at the age of 25.”

    “Mo, taking a bath?! I’m fine! Just wash it off with a little water… ”

    “The smell of dirt is very strong.”

    “Hehe!”

    He called the maids with a wave of his hand.

    Soon, the maids began to guide the fairy, who was covered in sticky dirt from the long trip, to the bathhouse. Lue resisted by waving her arms around like a cat that hates water, but eventually waved the white flag under the pressure of the maids.

    ‘How difficult a forced march must have been… . ‘Damn you son of a bitch.’

    twelve years old,

    Or maybe he was around thirteen.

    His physique was so small that he looked much younger than his actual age.

    Just like I left my family behind, I would have left that child neglected as well.

    I felt disgusted with the human being who would have ordered a frail little pud to go on a rough march. To be precise, it was about his cold-bloodedness, neglecting even his partner who had been traveling with him like a burden. And in the end, I felt pity and sympathy for the girl who fell alone.

    * * *

    Ruinong.

    government ordinance,

    Or a fairy born in nature.

    They are a race famous for their pure and bold nature, like the breeze in the valley.

    Wary of the ruthlessness of humans who repeat expansion and conquest, they lived in a space completely cut off from the world, but a curious and special species called Ruinong managed to escape. Ruinong, who chose to run away from home alone like a maverick, accidentally encountered the saint’s party and was recorded in several heroic stories.

    “They all look like children. Moreover, there is only one gender, female. What kind of races are there? It’s not even a clownfish.”

    I returned to my office and read the books written about the Ruinong people.

    There weren’t many records.

    They are a species that lives in a completely isolated space.

    All information related to the Ruinong race was revealed by Byeoljong, who was a member of the saint’s party. If Lue had not had Ruinong, they would have remained an unknown race until the end.

    ‘Should I call it entrustment or neglect? .’

    Biting my nails, I thought about why I let my partner go.

    Did you throw it away because it was useless?

    Or, perhaps, they were evacuated ahead of a dangerous mission.

    I kept thinking about it, but no clear answer came out.

    The hero who saved the continent was an isolated warrior who did not reveal his true feelings to anyone. Clearly, even his lover, the saint, would not be able to understand his true intentions.

    “Ugh, my whole body stings because I pushed it so hard with the towel!”

    Wow-. Wow-.

    Wow-. Wow-. Wow-.

    The girl appeared with the sound of the door opening.

    And as if to compensate for his discomfort, he repeated his steps in place.

    “I feel better now.”

    He stroked the girl’s hair, which was as fluffy as dried straw.

    Grumbling.

    As soon as the hair flowed, there was a smell of perfume.

    The fatigue accumulated due to the forced march must have been relieved to some extent. I gave up the hospitality sofa to the little fairy and handed her some sweet cocoa. Then the light green eyes sparkled with joy.

    “Attette… !”

    “There is plenty, so drink slowly.”

    How can I feel?

    It was like dealing with a mischievous nephew.

    Hmm.

    Is this too much of a delusion?

    As I watched Lue sipping cocoa, I felt a sense of familiarity.

    “Where did your brother disappear to? I guess he really didn’t run away for love with the saint.”

    Maximilian is a man of integrity who blindly values reason. There was no way such a person would have abandoned his family and duty and run away. After thinking calmly for a moment, I began to have doubts about Maximilian’s actions.

    If so, wouldn’t there be an inside story?

    I asked the fairy while worrying about various variables.

    “He went east.”

    “… East? Then it’s G-Stud Kingdom.”

    I tapped my finger on the desk again.

    Tuk-. Toouk-.

    This is a habit I usually see whenever I think about something.

    As I continued to ponder, I frowned and opened my mouth.

    “Then, when we broke up… Who was with you?”

    “There were only Max and Bea. Felix, Reg, and Mad said they would join later.”

    It was just as confidentially conveyed by Princess Ludmilla.

    mercenary king,

    Felix Pavan Savoia.

    sword saint,

    Legnath Pavan Pugh.

    wise man,

    Madbay von Jistud.

    Except for the warrior and the saint, the remaining members dispersed. It was to avoid the public’s attention watching the saint’s party.

    “The saint party’s mission must have been accomplished with the demon lord defeated, so why did they disappear without a word? It may not be because of the old-fashioned justification that they are only a hindrance in a peaceful era.”

    The members of the Saint’s Party were never idealists who valued peace.

    Saint. Warrior. Mercenary King. Sword Saint. Wise man.

    Heroes representing humanity were bound by all kinds of interests.

    “Up to there… I don’t know either. I really… ! Max didn’t tell me until the moment he left.”

    “Don’t worry. Because I believe it.”

    Is it because of the sadness of parting?

    Or is it because of the fear of being abandoned forever?

    Lue, who was holding a mug with both hands, shouted in a tearful voice. The mug was shaking and it looked like cocoa would spill out at any moment.

    If it were the Empire’s intelligence department tracking the whereabouts of the saint’s party, they would have shown distrust and asked for the inside story, but I believed Lue’s words. The brilliant heroes who defeated the demon lord would not commit the foolish act of getting their tails stepped on by revealing the inside story to the girl.

    “Do you believe me?”

    “What… I, too, have been kicked out by good guys.”

    Isn’t there a saying, “Same disease and common disease?”

    That’s why I was able to understand, better than anyone else, the despair of being left alone.

    It was also because of responsibility.

    Because Lue was a victim of his brother’s coldness.

    ‘Damn you son of a bitch. So you made me your guardian. Know that I will take care of you.’

    A little boy who is thrilled as he waves his hair, which stands upright like an antenna. As I was watching Rue, I figured out why Maximilian had sent the mascot for the saint’s party.

    * * *

    Ludmila, who returned to the imperial capital, summoned her lieutenants as soon as she arrived at her office.

    The disappearance of the saint’s party.

    It was to deal with its huge aftereffects.

    As befits the officials of the Baltarian Empire, which is famous for its strict hierarchy, as soon as the summons was issued, all of the princess’s lieutenants gathered in the office. The adjutants looked at the complexion of the red dragon who returned from the East with a stiff expression.

    “It is clear that the hero disappeared with the saint. And the Hohenberg family is unrelated.”

    Ludmilla headed to the East to hold Maximilian responsible for unilaterally breaking off their engagement and at the same time track down the saint’s party, whose whereabouts were unknown.

    The mercenary king, the sword saint, and the wise man disappeared.

    And the same was true for the warriors and saints who were the center of the punitive force.

    The Hohenberg family has nothing to do with the disappearance.

    This is because Maximilian broke off the engagement and became at odds with the imperial family. If the Hohenberg family had known this, they would have tried to stop Maximilian at all costs.

    “Keril, did you recognize what I asked for?”

    “Yes.”

    the princess asked.

    The female knight with flowing red hair answered while bowing.

    “Sixth member of the saint’s party… Warmonger. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much data related to it.”

    “Of course it is. Thank you for your hard work.”

    As evidenced by the female knight’s explanation, there was very little data related to the person called ‘war monger’.

    It was treated as unknown for a long time.

    Therefore, the information revealed did not even fill half of the parchment.

    Only the members of the saint’s party know his identity. Ludmilla frowned as she perused the small amount of information that filled the parchment.

    “Oh, and… Your Majesty.”

    “What is it? Say it.”

    One of the adjutants hesitated before opening his mouth.

    In response, Ludmilla extended her hand and gave permission to speak.

    “The imperial family has sent a flue. It seems to be due to Her Highness Elizabeth’s marriage talks.”

    “Have you already found a new partner?”

    In response to Ludmilla’s question, the adjutant almost made a profane remark, saying, “Because there is a precedent for having the misfortune to miss marriage.”. I bit my lip as I felt cold sweat dripping down my face.

    Ludmilla, who didn’t know him, tilted her head in worry.

    “Hmm… . This is Liza’s new partner, so as an older sister, I should find out about it.”

    The lieutenants emptied their minds by reciting solemn prayers to the mutterings of an old maid who was slowly approaching thirty.

    Who cares about whom?

    The youngest princess is twenty years old, but she turns twenty-seven this year.

    Profanity welled up in my throat, but I barely held it back with superhuman patience.

    “In the County of Hohenberg, I met Edanand von Hohenberg, the younger brother of the warrior Maximilian. He was a man with impressive sharp three-hundred eyes. And he was quite eloquent.”

    I met the second son of the Hohenberg family, whom I had only heard about through hearsay.

    Ludmilla closed the parchment while expressing her feelings about meeting Edanant.

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