"Oh oh oh!"
A short-cut, black-haired girl swings a wooden sword and slams at Bergriff. Feet management is brilliant. He approaches as if slipping, aiming at the sweet spot of Bergryf's defense. However, Bergryf twisted his body lightly around the prosthetic leg to dodge the girl's wooden sword, and instead tapped with the wooden sword in her hand. The girl crouched, saying, "Kayin!"
"I'm too caught up in the gap between appearances. Expect the opponent's movement a little more." "Uh ... Dad seriously beat ..."
The girl looked at Bergriff with tears. Bergliff was panicked.
"Oh, no, you really do it ..."
The girl sticked out her arms with a sullen look.
"... Hug me" "Mmm ... I'm always a spoiler, Angers"
As Bergryf lifted him up, the girl happily hugged him. Twelve years have passed since I picked up a baby on the mountain. The dark-haired baby, named Angelin, grew up as a pretty girl. She grew up looking at the back of the adventurer, Berglyph. The swordsmanship that Bergglyph had been teaching since childhood with the intention of self-defense has now become such an arm that no adult in the village can beat. Although the teacher, Bergliff, hasn't had a sword yet. Angelin pressed his forehead around Bergryf's chest.
"Dad smells good ..." "What are you saying ... let's have dinner" "Yeah"
Bergliff entered the house with Angelin raised. Already dusk was near.
Bergliffe will be thirty-seven this year. Forty years have passed, but my body is still healthy, and I'm still in the mountains, getting rid of demons and beasts. He is completely used to the treatment of prostheses and seems to be more flexible than when he was young. The villagers have become increasingly trusting, since they have been working frankly for the village, and are now treated almost like one of the villages.
Have dinner with vegetable and salt soup with meat shards and goat cheese on solid bread. The dessert is full of Angeline's favorite rock cowberry. Usually a little, but the dinner we eat together is today. Such a luxury will be allowed. The beasts of the mountains are also active these days, and Bergryf often takes Angelin to hunt in the mountains. They eat the meat they eat, but most of it is shared with the villagers. I don't know why, but the nutritional situation in the village is very good, and all the villagers are well colored and work well. In these villages, Tornella has the highest stone price, and if you pay taxes without delay, the reputation of the lord will be good. Hunting was done to get meat, but there was also a part of Angelin's special training. If you become an adventurer, the experience of dealing with non-human creatures in Noyama is not wasted.
Look at Angelin who bites the bread well across the table. Berglyf was reluctant to start as Angeline wanted to be an adventurer. But I've been an adventurer, and I don't want to stop the young people from dreaming of going out to the city to test their abilities rather than smoking in the countryside. Nevertheless, Yabari Musume is a cute thing, and it is true that he does not want to see dangerous eyes.
Berggriff is worried, but now she's helping Angelin become an adventurer. In any case, it is better to build your skills so that you do not have to cross any dangerous bridges. That is the answer given by Bergliff. However, despite his ability, Angeline is still a spoiled child. Berggryph was a bit uneasy about whether he could go on as an adventurer, but I don't hate being spoiled. The intimacy and the spirit of the adventurer's teacher always struggled, but in most cases, the intimacy wins. Bergliff is also a child of man.
"It was a treat." "It was ..."
She piled up the dishes, brought them to the sink, pumped out the water in the jar, and started washing, and when Angelin went, she pulled the hem.
"Dad ..." "What?" "I'll do ..." "No, no, Dad will do ..."
According to Bergliff, Angelin shook his head.
"I'm going to the city tomorrow ... and I won't be able to help you ..." "Hmmm ...
Bergliff crumpled and stroked Angelin's head. Angelin happily squinted, then replaced the Bergryph and began washing the dishes. Bergliff thought she grew up as a good child. Tomorrow, Angelin will leave for the city. Get ready little by little and you're ready. I'm not going to make this parting, but I'm still parting. There is no reason not to feel lonely. Too much goodbye seemed to make me sad too much, so neither Bergliffe nor Angelin did anything special, but sent their usual daily routine. I ate a lot of stomach cowberry.
"It's too early ..."
Berggriff muttered as he looked back at Angelin washing the dishes. I'm 12 years old. The short hair is like a boy, but the face is cute as a girl. Bergligh shook his head, wondering if he would be a good bride unless he was an adventurer.
"I'm impatient,"
Angelin, who had washed the dishes, jumped at the grinning grief.
"Wow" "Dad ... I'm tight ..." "Is your hand still wet ...?"
As Bergrich hugged her tight, Angelin spoiled like a cat.
"... I'll do my best" "Yeah" "I'll work hard and become a great adventurer" "Yeah" "So, someday I'll hit my dad with a sword" "Haha, I'm looking forward to it"
Berggriff stroked Angelin and said,
"When you get lost in the forest?" "Look for the silver dragon grass. The large petals are absolutely north, so check the direction." "When looking for a water place?" "Follow the smell of Onibamiseri. "Be careful when dealing with monsters?" "Is there another monster around me, is I standing on an advantageous terrain?" "I meet an opponent who cannot win "If you can't escape immediately, escape. If you can't escape immediately, keep your escape in mind and stop the movement by piercing the opponent's emptiness. Escape." Bergliff nodded happily. "That's okay. The adventurer is a kind of life. I can't afford to overdo it."
Angelin nodded.
"Well, tomorrow is early. Let's go to bed soon." "Dad ..."
Angelin grabbed the hem of the rising Bergryph.
"Can I sleep together today ...?" "Hmm? Is it good to sleep alone?"
Belgriff laughed at the screaming Angelin.
"It's a lie. Come on."
Angelin was happily hugging Bergriff's arm.