Alchemist outside Wang Du - It was a hassle profession, so I will take it easy to run a store

Behemoth the Warcraft was defeated, and peace was brought to the king's capital.

Those who were throwing themselves into battle exhaled in relief, and some of them bent down on the floor of the temple, as if they were weak.

Here and there, a smile starts to come to mind.

Me and Marcus were running around all of you who worked on such a front line and walking around handing out potions to people who lacked potion.

That was the time.

I was grabbed on both shoulders by a strange knight and captured.

"... are you the Virgin? You were glowing strongly with green light before the vibrations that helped us capture the behemoth. You made us... protect our country?

To that voice, my surrounding eyes are simultaneously pointed at me.

"... can I have a moment"

Your father comes to me scratching the hedge.

"Father..."

"... Shh."

The attempt to call him your father is stopped with a palm gently attached to his mouth.

"... this child is a child I know. I'll borrow some."

A knight in the first place naturally raised no objection to the deputy division chief of the Magic Division, and I was taken by your father and left the scene.

That's when one white cat beast girl ran towards the south gate to find her parents who went to battle. I never realized I was different from the girl in the crowd.

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I'm sitting across the street in a carriage with your father to the royal castle right now.

For a while, silence reigned there, but your father finally opened his mouth.

"... let's just put aside for one second that you were there"

... 'Leave it'. Your sermon will come later.

"What I want to confirm first is what that knight was saying. Daisy, are you the Virgin?

Your father confirms to me with a serious face.

"No, you don't. I just have the protection of the Green Spirit King...... Ah"

At that time I felt something uncomfortable in my heart.

Words of the Spirit King who said 'my beloved son'.

Perform an appraisal on yourself to confirm.

[Daisy von Preslaria]

Second daughter of the Viscount.

Health: 50/50

Magic: 525/525

Occupation: Alchemist

Skills: (Appraisal (5/10)) Alchemy (4/10), Wind Magic (4/10), Soil Magic (3/10), Water Magic (2/10) (Cover-up)

Prize Punishment: none

Gift: Love of the Green Spirit King (...) Sh (...) Child (...)

"Indeed, I had only received your protection before, but now that I have confirmed it in [Appraisal]," the beloved son of the Green Spirit King "and... I, on that occasion, lamented the impotence that I could only do to watch people get hurt. Then the Spirit King came before me. And I think you've listened to my wish and helped me..."

"... well. Daisy, how are you going to live in the future? I want you to know the way you really want to live, as your father. He who has so much protection, noble or royal, will gladly welcome you in whatever position you are in. Your presence as the Beloved Son of the Spirit King is not a joke, for example, as much as you can get if you want the throne of any kingdom."

Your father's face of 'jokes' and the like is serious without any jokes.

"... even though I'm not really old enough to make you think about this..."

Go on. Your father groans so small, his lower lip tight, and bites.

"Father, my future wishes are already solidified. Don't mourn about me."

grinned at his father, touching his lower lip, which was chewing, with a finger still of the girl's fineness, pointing out.

"Your lips will be cut off."

To my words, your father softens his expression a little.

"So, what is your future wish?

"My wish is to be independent and have an atelier as one of the alchemists in this country. The atelier is to be held in a civilian area so that visitors, regardless of their status, can visit the store.... I already have enough money for that, too. Hey," Deputy Division Manager ""

I dare you, by calling me by my title, to smell the 'deal' thing.

"... I didn't know you had that in mind since you started doing business with the military. Without the Baptism Day trials when you were five years old, I wonder if you, like your brother and sister, could have been more childish.... I wonder if our parents were too tough for you to decide then."

I shake my head at the words of my father, who has regrets.

"Your father and mother have me now because they showed us the way then. As it were, if I had been crushed by the contents of the baptism, I would surely have been nothing. And I don't think it ever came true to have a dream of having an atelier."

Your father snorts at my words.

"If that's the case, I guess it's my role as your father to support you to make your dream come true to the fullest."

"... thank you"

I gently loosened my eyelids to my father's words.