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I don’t naturally like the act of sweating.

Clothes become damp and skin becomes shiny with sweat, which is unpleasant.

However, along with the sticky and stuffy feeling, the feeling of washing off the sweat is cool and refreshing, so it is good in its own way.

After finishing his morning training, Shiron thoroughly washed off his sweat and changed into a soft bathrobe.

“Refreshing.”

Suddenly-

Siron opened the bedroom window with a slightly flushed face.

A pleasant heat rose from my body, and the cold air that insisted it was still winter tickled my fur. Just when I was feeling a little tired…

“Master. The cheeky bald guy wants to meet you, master. What should we do?”

A slightly sharp voice came from behind. It was Ophelia. She would normally speak softly in a warm voice, but now she gave off an unfamiliar atmosphere.

Siron opened his eyes and looked back.

“…Ophelia. Didn’t I tell you last time? Don’t call me bald? Say again that your uncle is calling you.”

“I think Hugo wants to meet you, Master.”

“…It’s a little better, but don’t say that in front of your uncle. Because I can’t handle it.”

“I understand. Master.”

Ophelia smiled brightly, and Siron furrowed his eyebrows and groaned.

‘At least Yuma and Encia know how to be cowardly…’

After yesterday’s declaration as a hero, it feels like Ophelia’s attitude towards Hugo has become harsher. I warned you again, but

Ophelia probably did not like the attitude of Hugo, who told Siron to come and go even though he was not a warrior, a matriarch, or anything else. Shiron thought about this and sighed.

‘But what’s going on with Hugo?’

Siron took off his gown and opened the closet. The goal is to dress appropriately but not too burdensome.

Since ancient times, appearance is important when meeting superiors.

Since I put in this much effort to meet you, I don’t mean to ask you to recognize my sincerity, but rather to treat you with respect.

It may have been for Ophelia, but for Siron, Hugo was worth it.

“Would you like me to touch your head too? How about perfume?”

Ophelia, who was helping me get dressed, asked. She lightly guessed what mindset Siron was in when meeting Hugo.

Siron looked at his outfit in the full-length mirror and shook his head as if it was okay.

“That’s it… Do you know where your uncle is now?”

“This is the central reception room on the first floor.”

“I’m so busy.”

*

Following Ophelia’s instructions, I went to the first floor living room and found Hugo crammed into the sofa.

However, what was surprising was that Yuma was by his side.

The spacious space is filled with the fragrant scent of black tea. Yuma easily placed the refreshments and tea on the table.

But Siron did not sit down right away.

“Hurry up and sit down.”

After permission was given, Siron sat down on the sofa across from Hugo as if he had been waiting. Hugo smiled slightly as he saw that action.

“Are you feeling okay?”

“It’s okay. It’s not a big deal.”

Siron said as he picked up the refreshments placed in front of him.

My hands, which were moderately calloused, looked unsightly as the wounds that had just begun to heal due to the morning training had burst. However, Siron deliberately exposed his hands.

“Haha. That’s right, after all, a man should treat a wound like that without any hesitation.”

Hugo laughed heartily, as if he liked Siron’s boldness.

‘The way he moves around looks exactly like his father when he was young.’

However, Hugo knew that Siron was showing signs of injury. Positive direction. Hugo even liked that part of Poetry.

“……”

He raised the teacup to his mouth and looked at the theory.

It looks like he is eating refreshments without hesitation in front of Hugo. If you look at just the fragmentary behavior, there is no child who appears quite innocent.

but,

There is no way that Hugo would regard Siron as an ordinary child.

The succession ceremony was just yesterday.

Siron’s unexpected behavior left a strong impression on everyone present. Hugo was no exception.

Hugo put down his teacup with a happy smile.

“The reason I asked to see you was to make a proposal.”

“What is your proposal?”

Siron faced Hugo while drinking black tea.

“I want to take you and your sister into my home.”

“…Are you telling me to leave the Dawn Castle?”

“Are you reluctant?”

“No… I don’t hate it, but… it’s too sudden.”

Shiron looked up at Yuma standing next to him, but she was just smiling.

“It’s not unreasonable to be embarrassed. It’s an act of saying goodbye to the places and people you’ve become attached to while living.”

“…Maybe so.”

Siron lowered his face at an angle that Hugo could not see.

A smile suddenly appeared on my lips. I was confused because the pumpkin rolled up on a vine.

‘You’re lucky.’

The sudden proposal can only be good news for Siron. The best equipment you can get from Dawn Castle right now is the Holy Sword. The capital of the empire, where Hugo’s mansion was located, had more to gain than here.

‘There was no progress in training. ‘It was a waste of time to just swing an iron club all day.’

Siron slowly raised his head as if he had finished worrying.

“So will it go to the system?”

“That will happen.”

“Let’s try something. Since ancient times, shouldn’t heroes play in big water?”

Siron nodded with a humorous expression. Hugo chuckled at that natural behavior.

“Are you not sad about breaking up with your employees?”

“…Then, can I bring two employees with me?”

“Hoo. Looks like there is a child you like.”

“I just think that’s about right.”

Siron recalled two figures in his head.

“Think about it step by step. The capital and this place are quite far away.”

It worked out well as I was thirsty for this and that. Siron savored the tea with a smiling expression. For some reason, the top of my head felt tingly as things were going well.

“By the way. Since I am a user, there is something I want to check.”

“?”

“You spoke to Yuma and the employees in advance before the succession ceremony. Did you say that even if you fail, no one should come forward?”

“Push!!”

Moment,

Siron squirted out the black tea he had in his mouth.

However, the black tea never reached Hugo. Siron blocked the gunk shooting forward with his teacup.

“Cough! Cough!”

“Master. Are you okay?”

Yuma tapped Shiron on the back, and Shiron glanced sideways at Yuma.

‘Yuma, did you really say that?’

‘no.’

Such conversations were exchanged through eye contact.

Hugo rested his chin on one hand and made an amused expression.

“You seem very embarrassed. Because I know something I shouldn’t know.”

“…Not really.”

Siron responded by patting his chest.

‘When exactly?’

Hugo stroked his chin happily, and Shiron wiped his mouth with the napkin Yuma gave him.

match-!

Yuma clapped his hands once, and the messy table returned to its original state, as if time had been rewound. It was magic.

“Then again, it would be okay to continue the story.”

“…Please tell me.”

“Okay… where should I start?”

Hugo nodded and leaned forward. The sofa screams as his weight shifts.

“If you gave me a hint in advance… did you know that you would sink under the ice?”

“…I knew.”

Cool answer.

Thanks to that, a smile spread across Hugo’s lips.

“Prophecy.”

“……”

I don’t even want to think about it. Hugo was convinced by Siron’s reaction just now.

“As expected, the power of prophecy has been awakened. Since when did it start? Originally, after the coming of age ceremony, you had to complete a separate ceremony to gain the power of prophecy. Yuma. Is there anything wrong with what I said?”

“None. Your current situation is unusual.”

“……”

“That’s right…”

Yuma answered with a smile, while Hugo, on the other hand, erased the smile from his expression. A shadow was cast over his face.

The power of prophecy, a power that children of Siron’s age should not have. Knowing the future is a power that can do more harm than good depending on who possesses it.

I don’t know what the world would think, but at least that’s what Hugo thought.

“Since when?”

Hugo’s voice as he asks the question is strangely high.

“What was the trigger?”

“……”

‘No, you suddenly got excited, man.’

Siron felt that the situation was going strangely.

What caught Hugo’s eye was clearly something similar to interest. Not happy at all. The current maids alone are enough to draw excessive attention.

‘How can I get over this…’

Siron quickly turned his head.

There is no way he would know that Shiron is a possessed person. Unlike Glenn, Hugo, who is not the head of the family, cannot even see parts of the future.

In any case, Siron is confident that Hugo will not harm him. I knew the character of Hugo, and I also had an insurance agent named Yuma by my side.

However, here you must choose carefully.

There might be a way to pass it off by showing the Holy Sword, but that would not resolve Hugo’s doubts. It is obvious that new questions will arise again. The longer the conversation, the more likely it is that there will be gaps in logic.

Finally, in that brief moment, a bright idea occurred to me.

Since he could not delay any longer, Siron opened his mouth.

“It was from the day I was beaten by my younger brother and passed out…”

Siron decided to sell Lucia. No, actually it wasn’t sold.

Because Siron only told the truth.