The kidnappers will scare the children, so they move them to the blind spot of the carriage.

…… but I guess it was pointless.

“…”

“Gray”

As I was thinking about what I could do to make the children feel at ease, Emilia called out to me while putting her hand on my shoulder.

Do you have any good ideas?

“Yeah, what’s up?”

When I looked back at her, I saw Emilia with a somewhat sad expression on her face, shaking her head a little to the side.

“Change”

She said.

“…… yeah?”

What do you mean by that?

“The children are frightened.”

“I see…”

That bastard…

“By Gray’s face…”

“…”

It’s not that I had forgotten. But because of my children and Lulueco and the others, I was a little careless.

For the evaluation of my face by the general public.

But I’m not a bad B-class adventurer.

I’m a very common B-class adventurer you can find anywhere.

When Emilia explains that she is here to help and that they can go home to their families, the children all look relieved, a complete change from their anxious expressions.

“…”

I’m not sad

It’s sad……no.

And Emilia is in the middle of desperately explaining to the relieved children that I’m not a scary person.

“Oh, um”

“…What’s wrong?”

“Thank you for… saving… me.”

“Oh”

Perhaps it was fortunate that some of the children came to express their gratitude, although they were timid.

They’re good kids.

Emilia took the children to a nearby adventurers’ guild, while I kept an eye on the kidnappers.

……I feel like if I take the children to a guild I don’t usually use in that carriage, a strange misunderstanding will arise.

The misunderstanding could be cleared up immediately by showing the adventurer’s card issued by the guild and having it confirmed with the Bastok branch, but …… honestly, it is better to leave it to Emilia just to avoid the possibility of such hassle.

“…”

Emilia said she would be back soon, but it would still take nearly half a day.

I sat down on a suitable rock while keeping an eye out for kidnappers.

Come to think of it, these guys said they were looking for ‘children with skills’.

For what?

Will they kidnap them and force them to work? However, it is a common theory that you do not know what kind of ability a skill is until it awakens.

Well, they even hired mercenaries to kidnap children. I’m sure it’s a bad reason.

By the way, I did a lot of research after Ares came to my house. Ares’s “Hero” and Ariamel’s “Saint” are different, and those are called “Blessed Gifts of the Goddess”.

The people of the church talk a lot about how wonderful it is with all kinds of fancy words, but it is a being who does selfless service for his country and for others in exchange for the honor of being given special powers.

It’s really disgusting. What a thing to put on a child’s shoulders.

If you let a child protect the world, who is going to protect that child?

…… If Ares and Ariamel are known to these guys and their clients, there is a good chance they will be targeted.

No, it’s not just the two of them.

All my children are potential targets.

Just like with The Greedy Spider.

“Do you even know those kids? You know, those kids… ……-』

What was the boss of “The Greedy Spider” trying to tell me at that time?

…… Well, no matter what the content is, those children are my children.

If there is a firestorm, your father will be the one to clean it up.

―――――

(Bright Fantasy)

“… I’ve got you cornered.”

In a dimly lit laboratory-like room, a dark-haired young man points his sword at a man in his forties wearing a fancy robe.

The dark-haired young man had seen the remains of many gruesome experiments before he arrived at this room. He was desperately trying to suppress the killing spirit that was about to overflow from his body.

Before I kill this man, I must ask him something.

The man was unhealthily thin, with emaciated cheeks and a dim madness radiating from his eyes peering out from depressed eye sockets.

“Why on earth would you do this? Are you one of them? Are you also trying to persecute and eliminate us heretics? Hey? Hey?”

The skinny man, who is in no hurry at all, asks the dark-haired young man, even though he has a sword pointed at him.

“…I don’t care if you’re heresy or anything like that. Answer me, where is the girl named ◯◯?”

A dark-haired young man returns this with a sharp glare at the skinny man.

“◯◯?

The skinny man replies with a goofy grin.

“Oh! Is she here?!”

“ Yeah , yeah ! I’ve left it in there for you!”

“…… what…do you mean?”

The black-haired young man responds with a trembling voice to the man’s uncomfortable words.

“…Unfortunately…that one…has died…”

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