If It’s for My Daughter, I’d Even Defeat a Demon Lord (WN)

Why did you go to see how it went? And, if asked, Kenneth would have had trouble responding.

It is also significant that Latina, whom I met just before that, looked terribly pale and worried.

So I guess I could have noticed a little noise that I would normally miss hearing. And that's what bothered me, so I went to see how it went.

In "Better," there was.

- - 'Best' must be able to notice signs and stop beforehand.... but it was.

The city of Kreutz was in autumn.

Latina, along with her friends, had begun attending a school building co-located in the temple of "The Yellow God (Asphal)" in the heart of the city.

"The Yellow God (Asphal)" is a scholarly God. Some large city like Kreutz has a temple everywhere and is responsible for providing pre-work children with a minimum education.

In the case of Kreutz, two years from the autumn of the year when he turns eight are devoted to it.

Literacy rates within Larband are not bad for those living in the city.

'Information' is indicated in sentences throughout the city, not just for merchants and the like. It was also a necessary ability for the workers and adventurers.

"Latina, how are you?

"Yeah. Daiji-bu. It's your fault."

Dale looks suspicious at Latina with a sunken look as she prepares to go to the school building.

But Latina quickly fixed her expression and made a smile.

When she first started going to school, she seemed to really enjoy herself every day.

He also reported to Dale that learning something new was fun in itself.

That's what's been weird the last few days.

Cuddling Latina tightly, she looked strange.

"Has something changed recently... in the school building?

Bikun. And Latina's body jumped small.

Look down and answer with a small voice.

"... an awesome female teacher has arrived."

"Did something happen with him?

"Yeah. Everybody says your teacher's funnier today, but that's all"

"That's all," Dale frowns at how Latina looks so unlikely. But it wasn't easy to break Latina's stubborn mouth.

"Latina, it's not a bad thing to worry about. Because I really care about you...... can you please sweeten me up properly?

"Dale... Daijbu. Latina, a little bit about the teacher...... just frightened (...)......"

- - I should have been more concerned at this time. And I think Dale.

Latina, who lived in the Dancing Tiger Cat Pavilion and never stopped smiling and cowering when dealing with the rough 'adventurers', said she should have thought about what it meant to be 'scared'...

A few more days had passed and Latina was showing an increasing sinking.

They enjoy spending time with their friends. She also said that she had made new friends. That's what I've been reporting every day.

But Latina didn't want to touch the Doctor.

herself, maybe she doesn't like it and avoids it.

It was about the arrow tip that the adults thought it was like that.

With a bright blue face, Latina came home.

It looked terrible.

Kenneth greeted him as usual, to the point of losing his voice.

So much so that she fell, she looked pale, her clothes and hair were disturbed, and one decorative cloth (ribbon) was loose.

But more than that, it was the look on her face that put Kenneth in the chest.

Like he gave it to me on the way.

It's like I've lost everything that matters.

to Latina's 'desperate' look.

- - Since Kennis first met Latina, this kid had a smile on his face.

In the woods, the only girl who mourned her dependable flesh parents and still lived alone.

Latina was still laughing because she had hard, sad feelings that even adults couldn't bear, that she shouldn't bear.

That latina tabulates the 'soft part' behind her heart. - That's what I thought.

"Latina......? What happened? What happened?

To Kenneth's voice, Latina trembled loudly, distorting her face loudly as she was about to cry out. Though

"... anything, nothing"

Latina replied so as to squeeze it out, turning her back and going up the stairs.

- - At this time, if Dale was welcoming, not Kenneth, he might have been different again.

Unless Dale is even away.

From the top of his head, Kenneth heard a noise that could only be described as' strange 'after so little time had elapsed since.

In the past, dull sounds I don't remember hearing.

I felt the air tremble heavily.

It was just an ominous hunch sound.

Reflectively, Kenneth ran up the stairs.

Through the second floor and up into the attic.

There, Latina was down.

The attic (here) is dim with just the light slipping through the window.

I didn't know for a second what had happened to her.

One step closer, Kennis realizes Latina's head is in a bloodbath. Platinum hair was stained with blood.

"Latina!

Kenneth, who is used to seeing both blood and injuries in his original operations, was still upset because 'Latina is the only one on the spot'.

This will have been done by 'Latina herself'.

Kenneth held her up and ran down the stairs as she pressed an unspoilt cloth nearby - - taken from Dale's room - against her 'wound'.

The cloth stains red while you look at it.

The bleeding doesn't stop when you hold it down.

Do the healing magic as soon as possible - or there's only one way to do it: burn her 'wound'.

Latina, herself, was folding her own, remaining 'horns'.

Both blood vessels and nerves pass through that area, which is also a symbol of the 'Demon Nation'.

It was a delicate organ compared to a stiff, boneless impression of appearance.

If damaged, pain and bleeding will strike you no different than getting your hands and feet.

The unconscious latina doesn't move in a good mood.

Kennis rushed into the store of the "Dancing Tiger Cat Pavilion," holding Latina.

Rita, who was at the store, and the regular people who were chatting about her impending Kenneth appearance.

"What's wrong, Keni..."

"Who can use healing magic like this?!?

Understanding the meaning of Kenneth's words and the fact that Latina in Kenneth's arms is stained with blood color. I noticed which was first.

"Latina!?

"Is the lady hurt?

Rita screamed. So much so that I'm not like her, I'm losing my mind about blood.

Cancer and a regular mustache standing up kicking a chair pushed his own people out. The old man rushing over to Kenneth turns his hands on Latina's head.

"My magic doesn't make a big deal out of it."

"I don't mind. Anyway, stop the blood."

The magic of healing is exercised, weakening the momentum of blood that did not stop.

Kennis turned to Rita in the meantime.

"Just in case, I'll take you to the treatment center of the Temple of" The Blue God (Neely) ". When Dale gets back, tell him so. The tavern is closed today."

"Wow, okay.... Kennish, what happened to Latina?

"I don't know what you know about me either. Anyway, healing comes first now. I'm coming!

Re-held Latina, Kennis ran to the temple of "The Blue God (Neely)" with all his might.

- That's what I learned later.

Latina says she has the ability to vaguely perceive the existence that harms her.

It was the reason why young Latina was surviving alone in "That Forest".

- - Of all the flora and fauna, including poison, she was only able to distinguish what was' okay to eat '.

- - I was able to hide myself before the beast that would harm me came nearby.

- - When I met Dale, he felt he wouldn't hurt himself.

It was all about unconscious ability.

- - Latina 'instinctively' discerns her 'enemies'.

Her "instincts" were correctly annoyed this time (...).