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“Elsie… … ?”

When I lifted the dog up to hear the sound above my head, I saw my father looking down at me with a shocked expression.

Um, do you know what kind of power this is? I’ve never heard of it before.

No, really.

I’ve never heard of people in my family having inherent power or abilities other than swordsmanship. Moreover, seeing my father looking down at me in such shock, it seems like this power of mine is something ‘special’.

uh… … Oh right.

Did you say that no wizards are born in our family?

I heard that because he inherited the blood of a giant, he inherited the giant’s strength and strong body, but at the same time, his talent for magic completely disappeared.

It’s not that there are always bad points, and instead of having no talent for magic, it seems that the resistance to magic itself is quite high, so it doesn’t seem to be harmed by attack methods made of pure magic power. Rather, it is rather unconditional in that it forces physical attack methods on the opponent. It can be said to be advantageous.

… … But then what is this?

Green light flowing from a person’s hand was not a natural phenomenon.

Could it be that I have different blood? Actually, I’m not a Baron person, I… … ?

“Krrr… … .”

Ah, but the situation was too urgent for me to worry about that. The wolves, seeing my hand shining, must have decided to be wary of me, and even the wolves that were eating the deer family were all raising their dogs to look at me.

In fact, my father’s bow seemed to have lost some of its strength. The bowstring, which had been pulled tightly, had shrunk somewhat, and the arrow, which was mostly just the arrowhead, was sticking out a little.

“… … .”

I looked at my hands.

My heart was still pounding, and green light was coming out of my hands. To be honest, it was a bit of a mismatch with the coloring of my body. White and red didn’t go well together.

but-

Well, okay.

It must have been awakened at such an urgent time because it was a useful ability. Just looking at the color of the light, I couldn’t tell what would come out of my fingertips, but in any case, it was better than not being able to do anything.

There must be a reason why my father is so shocked.

I came out one step from behind my father’s back.

Then I stretched out both hands forward and pointed them at the young wolf that was coming towards me.

And my actions—

It was useless to anyone.

As soon as I stretched out both hands forward, the wolf rushed straight towards me.

“Kwaaak!?”

And when I saw that scene, I was immediately shocked.

No, if there is going to be some kind of ability, shouldn’t it be activated at a time like this? Shouldn’t something like a fireball come out of your hand? What’s the use if nothing comes out in this urgent situation?

“Dad! ”

I quickly stepped back and fell, and when I saw the wolf trying to climb on top of me, I screamed loudly. Why did I come out from behind my father’s back to enjoy wealth and glory? My father, who was born with much more male blood than me, would have been this size. The wolf could have been impaled with an arrow right away!

The arms of a 140 centimeter child are not strong enough to block the wolf’s teeth. There was a strong possibility that the wolf’s mouth would close and open only once if he held it out forward, and voila, it was there, but it wasn’t! But I instinctively held my arms forward. I held it out. Because it was better than doing a disappearing magic with my head.

And then the wolf’s mouth comes straight towards my hand—

After that—

“Sniff.”

“Huh?”

I felt a damp sensation in my hands.

But it didn’t seem like it was in the wolf’s mouth. If that had been the case, not just my hand would have been wet, but my entire arm would have been wet. I didn’t feel a sharp pain in my shoulder, and the feeling didn’t go away anytime soon.

The only thing that was wet was my outstretched palm.

“Sniff.”

And what I felt at the tip of my palm was wet and soft at the same time.

When I slightly opened my tightly closed eyes, I saw the wolf’s face. Compared to other wolves, it was smaller and clearly looked younger, but of course it was much taller than me. Wouldn’t the height from the front paws to the shoulder reach the level below my chin?

A monster wolf that looked scary just by looking at it was sniffing my palm.

Even though I blinked a few times and looked at the scene, the wolf didn’t seem to have any intention of eating me. It just kept sniffing at my hand.

My heart, which had been beating violently, gradually slowed down and became peaceful. And as if to match that, the green light flowing from my hand also gradually decreased, and soon disappeared to the point where it was completely invisible.

“… … .”

“… … .”

And we stared at each other in silence for a moment. Well, wolves don’t know how to speak human language, and I was just scared and couldn’t make a sound.

The one that moved first was the wolf.

The wolf stuck out its tongue and licked my face. It was a big tongue coming out of its big mouth. It was wide and long enough to almost cover my face.

“Ugh.”

And it smelled.

Dog smell.

*

“Great, great, my daughter!”

When someone came from Baron, my father was spinning around with his hands in my armpits.

Even though I was seven years old, I thought it was strange to see a 140 centimeter tall child being held and turned around like that, but at the time, I was too dumbfounded to say anything.

For your information, the wolf pack did not care about us and was concentrating on eating the deer family again. The largest leader, the white wolf that appeared to be his mate, and the wolves that participated in the hunt had already finished eating and sat down, staring at us blankly. The relatively small wolves, including the young wolf that licked me, had just started eating.

“Honey?”

Among the people who came running was my mother.

My mother, who took a look at the wolves sitting calmly looking at us, turned around so hard that I looked like I was going to vomit from motion sickness, and then looked at my father who was spinning around while lifting me up, seemed to have not judged the situation properly.

To my mother, who was approaching us without letting down her guard against the wolf pack, my father raised his arms towards her and said,

“Honey, our Elsiga has awakened the power of a druid!”

And then he said something unexpected like that.

yes?

Ability awakening? Druid?

Doesn’t this setting appear too suddenly?

When I thought about it one more time before saying that, I was still 7 years old.

That’s right. I was still at an age where I didn’t have enough time to learn the entire history of my family.

When I think about it, I was at an age where I was really busy just learning how to write.

I heard old stories and studied the family in my own way, but I was too young to hear all the stories hidden in the family.

“… … Is that so?”

After hearing what my father said, my mother looked surprised.

Looking at that, it certainly seemed like the story passed down within the family about the Druid’s abilities was correct. Or at least the story passed down in this northern region.

However, my mother soon saw the wolf pack again, looked at me again, and then looked at my father with a scary expression.

“But, why aren’t any of the wolves fallen?”

“Huh?”

My father shook his shoulders at my mother’s fearful attitude.

“Surely you weren’t waiting for your daughter to touch the wolf? The story about that druid is probably an old story that may or may not have actually happened.”

“… … Uh.”

“There is no way that a man as tall as her father would have waited in front of a pack of northern wolves that could chew up his daughter’s head and swallow it in one bite without killing a wolf to find out what her daughter was capable of, right?”

Mother was smiling.

I was smiling, but I wasn’t laughing.

It was such a terrifying expression that you could almost see the haze rising above his head. It was a smile full of life.

“Uh, no, honey, you know, in that situation, if I had shot the wolf first before my daughter showed her abilities, the wolves would have been excited and it could have been more dangerous.”

“So, I would have told you to take an escort with you when I left.”

“But my father and I, and I and my sons—”

A tendon rose up on my mother’s forehead.

“… … .”

My father kept his mouth shut.

And it was at that moment, right after I smelled the disgusting dog smell, that my stomach, which had been spinning in my father’s hand, finally refused to hold any more contents.

“Wow.”

Seeing me pouring out vomit with a pale expression, my mother seemed to have reached the limit of her patience.

Bah!

The sound of my mother slashing the top of my father’s head with the hilt of her sword was so bloody that even the wolves watching us shivered.