A Boy Raised by Gods, Will Be the Strongest

I'm healthy while I can lament the taste of my meal.

Muttered Wandal, the magical god who stared at Will with a crystal ball.

After dinner, Vandal worried about Will, and watched Will with a valuable crystal ball. Maybe they jumped into the lab, as if they noticed the wave of magical power.

"Hey, Vandal, you're using a crystal ball alone."

The healing goddess Milia comes while changing her blood.

"What ?! @Vandal, don't you feel like a friend?"

The sword god Ronin comes over as well.

Vandal says as if he bites the worm.

"You guys fly in May. You can't even see your son's face."

"Even if you say that, you will not be able to maintain a normal mind if you have Will in front.

"It seems so"

Two fighting together. Vandal thinks this will not leave under any circumstances and compromises.

The distant crystal ball is finite.

"It can't be helped. I'll show you together, but don't say too much in your ears."

"I know."

Ronin looks into the crystal ball while rubbing his hands, and admire his son after a long absence.

"... Will's going to be worthy, maybe it's getting bigger."

"Yes? I look a little thin, but I wonder if I'm eating properly."

"Either way, it's no need to worry. I'm not getting bigger and I'm eating rice properly."

"Vandal, do you see me regularly?"

"Ah"

Say without embarrassment, but before they anger.

"I've been watching Will from time to time recently, but one thing is worrisome."

"What are you worried about?"

"That's right .-- I won't start even if I hide it from you, but I'll tell you the story, but now they're calling themselves Will's parents."

"A real parent !?"

What happens after I leave the party ...

Milia who utters words.

Ronin is silent.

But Milia would not have liked it. Make him difficult.

"The swordsman idiot there. I don't say anything. If it's just like this, cute Will will be in human hands."

"... I see."

Ronin called fishing.

But keep going.

"... Will wasn't born from the crotch of a tree. I thought I had a father and a mother. I didn't expect to be found at this age."

"That's not how you give custody to them."

"No way. I can't do that easily.-But I think Will decides that."

"That girl is my cute girl."

"But I'm an adult. If I have real parents, I'd probably choose that."

Is this sane? Miria opens her eyes.

He looks at Vandal for help, but he seems to have a similar opinion.

"I don't care about custody, but if Will wants to take over the role of a true parent, that's good too."

"Will become a healer of mountain animals!"

Milia claims to be forced, but not to Vandal's ears.

(... I wanted Will to explore the truth of magic.)

But that's a selfish statement.

If Will is truly the seed of the king, he must succeed to the throne of this country.

That would be a steep life, but the fate of being a king is unstoppable.

Vandal thought Will was "a child who did something."

Vandal wasn't sure what it was, but he felt it was Will's option to take the throne.

"... Hekushi"

Will sneezes.

"Are you okay? Did you get sick with a cold?"

Luna Maria who takes out the nose paper and makes it neat.

"I don't know, but I guess somebody is rumored."

He doesn't even know that the gods are looking at the crystal ball, and says carefree.

I looked around again, but the plains had spread all the way.

"I walked quite a bit, but I didn't encounter any monsters more than I thought."

"Yes, maybe because of the daily routine?"

Luna Maria smiles, but Anastasia calmly supplements.

"If you go to an unclean swamp, you can't say such an elegance."

"... is it dangerous?"

"Because it is a land dominated by two named trolls."

And continue with that.

"I'm also worried that there's no attack from my brother"

"It's because we scattered well."

"The brother is stupid. I guess I did well, but I'm worried that I can't see anything wriggling behind him."

"My brother's mastermind?"

"Yes. I believe there are wicked people behind him."

"Is it a Zodiac cult?"

"I don't know if my brother knows and is helping the religion, but I'm sure he's cooperating with him."

"It's a terrible person to work with those who plan to resurrect the Demon King."

"Do you want the throne even if you sell souls to the devil?"

Is the throne so attractive about power? I grew up in the mountains and didn't know.

The only thing I can tell is that the unclean swamp is approaching.

The air stagnates from a while ago, feeling something like a miasma.

The plain has turned into a wetland, and the water in the wetland is stagnant.

"Is this an unclean swamp ..."

According to the words, it was a dismal and painful place.