After leaving the orphanage, he began to run out as an adventurer. He improved his strength, crushed the dragon Gabrieligs, whom the people of the capital were always afraid of, and knocked down the swordsmen in front of His Majesty in front of the match. He became the third Sword Saint of the Hartford Kingdom and was granted the status of nobleman.

The adventurer's life has changed dramatically since the Kingsguard Knights' swordsmanship guide was given to him by the Radcliffe family captain, Gyoro Gyoro.

He also had responsibilities as a sword saint and nobleman, as well as a role as a guide in swordsmanship.

In those days, I had a long time to get a good rest, and I was reading back the contents of the diary tone while keeping the diary in order for Fine who had been living with me.

The oldest memory in me is the words said by the child who was with me in the orphanage when I was three years old.

I can't remember her name or her face, but the only words she uttered still play back the scornful eyes and voices that seem to see another creature in a dream.

Alfine is black-eyed and black-haired, and she's probably inheriting the blood of someone who was a royalty a long time ago. All the people in the village were talking about it. Finn and Alfine said, "It's not like us."

That's the oldest memory I've ever had, the first page of my oldest journal.

In her innocent words, a vague sense of anxiety was planted in my heart that I and Phine were not the same as the people in some village or the children in the orphanage.

After hearing that word, I feel that I am always frightened by the gaze of the people around me because of my anxiety, and I can't speak when I look into people's eyes.

Besides Finn, who has grown up with me, there is no one who can call me a friend who can forgive my heart.

Dean Danton, Doctor Felia, blacksmith Nikolai, and now it's a bit remote, but only adventurer Sophie can't speak without wearing armor on her heart and face.

When talking to others, the scornful eyes of seeing another creature in a dream, and the words released by the orphanage child, make your brain faint and force you to be nervous.

Finn said that at the table with the nobility, you should pay close attention to your words and actions, but since the anxiety that is exposed to people's eyes turns into discomfort, you can't stop your words from becoming tight.

As a result, I and Finn, who became noblemen, have become more and more fond of each other, but I think that he who has lived with me for many years with the same black-eyed black hair should be able to share the anxiety that I have always had.

I wish Finn hadn't been near me. I don't think it was strange that I didn't exist as the Sword Saint Alfine now, and I was already madly dead because of my anxiety.

That's why I want him to stay by my side all the time and relieve me of any anxiety I may have.

I know this is an egotistical wish, but I'm sure Finn will understand.

Instead, his entire life was built up by becoming an aristocrat, the property I could take care of.

Even though Finn is still working as an adventurer, I think it's time for him to retire and take up his official position as assistant to St. Alphine of the Sword.

When I closed the oldest diary I had been reading, I tricked it into the back of the hidden bookcase I had made in my room in the Mansion, and I decided to resume organizing the diary I had written recently.