A Boy Raised by Gods, Will Be the Strongest

Spend at the inn like this.

In the middle of the night, Anastasia is expected to be attacked, but Luna Maria avoids it with a rope.

For the time being, the lock is firm.

At midnight, I sort out what I was doing before going to sleep.

Ancient Elf magician Anastasia. Commander of the Knights of the Guards and tree brave.

Regardless of her origin and personality, the information she brought was surprising.

"William, you are the royal of this country. You are a prince."

I didn't expect the day to be declared.

I once asked the sword god Ronin.

"Hey, Ronin, where were I born? What are my real dad and mom doing?"

I was informed that I wasn't connected when I was born. (Well, not something you can hide)

At that time, Father Ronin said:

"Well, Will, you were born from a tree crotch, so there is no creator."

Of course, it turned out to be a joke. Ronin doesn't want to touch this.

Later, she asked the same question, Mia, the god of healing, and she said:

"You gave birth because I hurt my stomach, or I got pregnant when the stork came and ate cabbage."

This is clearly a lie.

I can't help but ask Vandal, but he starts talking about how to make a child and what life is in the first place.

Three days and three nights Start talking about life. As the content began to reach the birth of the universe, I rounded up and asked the omnipotent god on the tree branch.

"Hey, Reus, do I have a real father and mother?"

Reus, in the shape of a crow, said straightforwardly.

"I'm there. Somewhere in this world."

"Why did they abandon me?"

"I don't know. There must have been an inevitable situation."

"Hmm"

"Will Will You Want to See Your True Father and Mother?"

I immediately shake my head to answer.

"-No, I just worried. And I already have a father and a mother. Four people. I don't need any more."

"I'm glad to say that. But in the future, I may meet my real parents. In that case, feel free to meet me. I'm sure my real parents are like the faces of real children."

"Yes. I only show my face. But my dad is Reus, Ronin, Vandal, and my mother is Milia."

"Tell them to tell them, we'll be glad weeping."

"I'll be hugging three days and three nights instead."

"Well, that's right. Well, that's it for this story. Ronin has been looking for it."

"Ah, yes, today is the day of learning swords."

At that time, I went to Ronin.

My consciousness returns to the inn.

"A real parent"

In fact, Anastasia's statement was shocking, but not upsetting.

There are already four of my parents. I can't imagine that there will be two more.

And even if one of them is said to be the king of this country ...

"It is not a pattern to become a prince and succeed to the throne."

He never went to the court, but he knew well in novels.

A splendid but conspiracy swirling place.

Every day, fear of poisoning, the court princesses are fighting for power.

There is only such an image.

According to Vandal, the image is not wrong.

Wouldn't life like living in a prison be like that in a prison?

I think, but I was going to go to the royal capital.

I'm worried about who my creator is.

And I wanted to thank them.

"Thank you for giving birth"

When.

"Thank you for sharing this world"

When.

"Thank you for meeting Table Mountain's father and mother."

When.

That was my true intention.