Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"Please come up"

And I invite my father into the house.

I just want to say that my father is still...... but I feel slightly thinner than I remember. Mm-hmm. More gray hair, too?

Are you struggling with Kathleen and the others since I left?

... Advertisement Because I like to do it in the center, maybe. If that's the case, I think I did something a little wrong. Though I wouldn't hesitate to say so.

"That's a good house inside. Isn't it expensive to pay, too?

"It's 100 kiligs a month. No big deal."

"A hundred, huh? Hmm."

Suddenly I don't get to the point, it seems like it's from public discourse.

Let's hear what I care about, too.

"Uh. What about Byron and the others?

"I'm really here at Termwilds because I say so. I haven't told him where your house is, and I haven't even told him I'm going to see him."

What... are you here? Well, let's keep Cadkeus on guard at night.

Grace brought me tea when I was passing my father through the living room and talking about not loving anyone else.

"Long time no see, Master Henry"

Grace lowers her head quietly.

"Mm-hmm. Looks like we're both the same. Above all. And your daughters..."

Dad turns to Ashley and the others.

"Nice to meet you, Count Gartner. Baron Sirn, this is Ashley-Rodias Sirn."

"My name is Henry-Berdim-Gartner, Earl of Gartner."

Ashley and Dad have just introduced themselves, and I'm going to introduce Sheila and Illumhilt.

"And these are Sheila and Irmhilt, my labyrinth explorers."

"Nice to meet you."

"Thank you for always taking care of me"

"Ugh, um"

My father has his eyes black-and-white in the women's belt. Well, have you been at this pace?

"... things seem a lot different around here though. I'm having trouble wondering if the rumors I hear are true, too."

"For example?"

"You've defeated the Demon Man twice, or you think you're intimately seeing your Lady-Ashley? Uh. You've played a part in the Knights' renovation, and you've heard rumors that you're involved in the fall of that Cardiff family. I heard you were relieved, Your Majesty."

That's accurate for a rumor inside. I guess that means I was gathering information.

"Well... it's pretty much true."

And when I say it, my father shakes his neck to the side so that he can get a headache.

"... I don't know what to go in from. Theo. Where do you usually do what?

"Magic got what it needed, so later in the labyrinth -"

"Okay. Don't tell anyone."

Dad controls me with his hands, but let me tell you what I want to say.

Or I just want to be clear about this.

"I can do this here, so I need more help and I need to get back."

"No, no. So I'm telling you not to wait in such a hurry. That's not what this is about. I'm just going to be ashamed of myself if I let you go home or whatever you say."

"... what do you mean?

When I stop, Dad exhales small. I kind of got the feeling I was tired.

"It is visible that you rebel. Then Count Gartner will only be slandered for being an idiot who expels Kirinko. I can't argue with you because it's a fact...... Now I'm hitchhiking the rumors, and if they ask, I'll answer them like this. He said he was too good to be independent because there could be a disturbance later."

... I see.

Even if they fit into Byron's guardianship because they don't have inheritance rights… for example, they could take over the house if the minister does something like that?

It would also add to the fact that there was actually discord in the home. Things around here are somewhat leaky even in silence, and even if my father didn't let me out, if a child who could use magic without chanting stopped being patient. It is not strange that an accident (...) occurs at regular times.

... or in fact, it was dangerous at Cardiff.

Dad, I guess there's a part of me that relied on Rosetta to get me out of the house because I couldn't read through what attitude I was going to give to Kathleen and the others.

Though I would have liked to be taken care of away. I guess it was just unexpected afterwards.

Well, in any case, the neighborhood will only be rumored, and if the muscle passes as a pre construction, there will be no such thing as sticking towards the face, and as for the outer frame, I can't say it fits. The reason Dad let me out is just a little different.

But then, for what purpose did you come to see me? When I saw my father's face, he smiled bitterly and answered my questions.

"I just came here to see how you are."

"It's..."

If you're trying to make me listen to you because you're a father, I've had a lot of thoughts, and even if you were a father, I was going to throw you back.

"Now you are. I couldn't call Lisa home when she was alive and she wasn't around when you guys had the hardest time. Ever since I called home - I haven't noticed what you're doing. Honestly, I don't think there's much I can do about it."

Nothing.

It wasn't to my father that I gave up my love.

in the Count's territory. I don't care what happens to everything.

Even if he settled with the Counts, that's not a reason to go home. I can't be in that land as a member of the Count's family, not wanting to cut it off for the Count's people. I'll probably just rot, and worse if I'm bad. It doesn't turn out good for each other.

So, what about your father? Am I resenting my father?

If you want to talk about it in the first place. My father was just absent... I didn't kill my mother.

What Kathleen and the others have done.

I couldn't do anything because I didn't know. After I found out, I tried to solve it.

When my mother went to battle...... if my father knew. If you were on the spot, would you have tried to solve it?

... I'm not interested in talking about such a thing, and it doesn't make sense.

Then have you ever chosen Byron, your heir, over me on hand?

I understand that if you are the owner of the aristocracy, you have no choice.

Most importantly, I wanted it myself. I have no intention of expressing dissatisfaction there.

No, you're not. I don't care what happened to me in the past.

No, you should think about what your father thought of your mother.

Sure... yeah. After I found out that your mother died.

Though he was showing me his back in front of the grave. At that time, my father did...

Yes, I remember.

I breathe heavily and close my eyes. Then I glanced straight at my father staring at this one, and I said:

"... maybe I don't resent your father. If you're just coming to see me, that's fine."

"Yeah, right."

"Yes."

Dad sat back deep in the chair, where he finally put his mouth on the teacup.

"What I haven't counted on from you is no choice. You deserve it."

And I laugh bitterly in loneliness.

"It doesn't mean I don't rely on you at all. You've accommodated a lot of things when you leave home."

"I wonder if that... even if it wasn't there, it would have been okay. I think so as I hear the rest of the story. I guess that's why I'm talking to you right now."

And my father always says the same thing Rosetta told me.

"Either that or you let Grace go."

"I took it from Lisa. You can't let that go any further than you want to follow Theo."

Grace lowered her head as she smiled at me.

"... again. Lady-Ashley."

"Yes. Rhode-Henry. We sincerely apologize for the delay in greeting you."

"... for how many minutes, Theodore's relationship with our family was like a crossroads. We don't have a choice."

Dad laughed bitterly.

Ashley... he said he didn't know what would happen to me in the future, and he seemed to shy away from all sorts of actions because he knew I was unfriendly with my parents. On the other hand, as far as I'm concerned, the timing of the communication was such a feat that there was no sound against my parents, that I would never invite them to intervene.

My father didn't even try to leave the Count's territory in his peasant days after my mother's death... and if it was coming at this time, I should have acknowledged (given) the letter first, I think.

"As Earl Gartner family owner, I guess I'm not in a position to say anything already. Let me at least bless you as a father."

"Thank you"

Ashley bowed deeply, that's when. Sheila reacted and set herself up.

Open the door and someone comes inside the house. I don't even have a knock.

With his bloody eyes, he looks indoors. When my gaze matched, he pointed at me and yelled.

"Theodore! You!

... Byron.

Why are you here? Or what are you doing here?

When I accidentally looked at my father, I shook my head sideways with a slightly bewildered look that I didn't know.