Common Sense of a Warrior

Father's Mourning

"… your lord. Where did you find a girl like that?

Non laughed bitterly at the words of Galijah, who was entrusting the captain of the convoy.

"What? Do you care?"

"Yes, because of her strength."

"It's impossible. At that young age, they're more than the same strength as the escorts."

From next to Gallia, Schrey, who is deputy captain of the convoy, went on to say that.

Schrey, while young, has just the strength to serve as deputy captain.

Gallia and Shree... I didn't expect to be praised as soon as possible by the best of the Guards and their second seats... I didn't know my daughter would be recognized for her strength.

Unexpectedly, he exhaled with a small breath.

"That won't be fun for them either... Looks like they all blew up that thought after watching her voluntary training after training. I was observing because some of them seemed interesting, but soon everyone's face was blue. Including, of course, the guy who heard that later. Remember the enlistment."

Enlistment Accommodation... aka Baptism of Hell and it's called for some reason.

This is the training that Noh is giving immediate thought to the contents.

... Well, it could be a little harsh to break the nose of those who came in held to be strong... is that enough to make your face blue? And, Non tilts his inner neck.

"Let me tell you something... no matter how much nonsense, the first training I gave him was about half of that, right?

Most importantly, I was going to be gentler with what I told my daughter.

Extra, I can't solve their reaction.

"... even half, I think, a lot"

In the words of Non, a rare scratch was placed from the serious Galil.

Next to that, Schrey has a dry grin.

"You're such a pretty girl. You still want to play, don't you? And yet, why are you so desperately training?"

And in the words of Schrey, which were continued, Noun thought of his daughter.

... Indeed, my daughter is beautiful without parental attention.

You already have a beauty in you as a young man.

Platinum blonde hair with clear, watery eyes like aquamarine.

How beautiful a woman would be if she stayed long...... even now, she has the appearance that everyone would love.

That growth is a child I look forward to more than my heart.

That's what she's training for, mingling with men while they're scratched.

If it's normal, it's impossible.

of the aristocracy... it is not the first thing to put a young daughter in such an environment.

Still, the biggest reason why Non responded to the training was because he had found the genius of Heaven from her.

Of course, I lost my wife, but I wanted her to wear the art of self-defense.

But that doesn't make it that tough.

More stretchy, lighter training, and that would be fine.

I didn't because I wanted to grow her talent.

Besides, I'm done.

The beginning in the first place was at the funeral of his wife, Merrida.

At the funeral home, grief was even more pressing when he saw the mourning children, just like Noh.

But a moment in the middle of that funeral.

Zowari, I felt like I had goosebumps all over my body.

Instinct tells you the moment you see a strong man, an alarm.

That's the goosebump.

I seriously doubted my sanity when I understood that such signs from where in this funeral… and when I felt in danger and explored the mind, it was coming from my own daughter.

Anyway, I felt like a hegemony from my own daughter, who had just passed five.

I saw him as a few fierce men. He felt it, dangerous.

When I asked her how her daughter was, at some point the tears stopped, biting her lips so hard that she was about to chew them off instead, and the flames of hatred were burning in her eyes.

What you were thinking was obvious.

And that the emotions thus revealed alarmed his instincts.

'... Merry. Now it's just, can you think of your mother?

That's why Non told her.

Though Merlis was a Kyoton for a moment, he immediately turned his consciousness to his wife and was once again in tears with a whisper.

The funeral, wrapped in sorrow, was over, and from there Noun lived a day of fury.

I went to work to escape the sense of loss.

Wounds never heal.

I'm sure it will be for life.

That's all, because her presence was huge in Non.

But as I went through my daily routine, I gradually organized my mind… When I was sure to destroy the bandits, I felt extremely healthy.

Merlis asked Non.

I want you to work yourself out...