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

The moment I heard the words, Latina's body jumped frighteningly.

A tease and a loud noise, dropping the spoon. It is unusual for her to be so abusive.

…… Latina? "

……

She was stopping moving as she looked down.

I don't even answer Dale's queries. He had no idea why she was suddenly modulated.

"What's up?

"... nothing. Tamabu."

To the overlapping inquiry, Latina picked up the key again with a fixed look on her face. Restart the meal silently as it is.

Latina remained silent until she finished her meal afterwards.

Rent a corner of the living room and Latina was still quiet during bedtime. It's not even a comfortable bunk, but it's nice to be able to rest in a warm place without worrying about the weather or the outside enemy, after the camp continues.

Latina wrapped around the blanket on Dale's back. and hit the forehead.

"Are you okay, Latina?

"... Latina, it's good."

Dale sighs at the repeated words.

Really this kid is patient and doesn't try to sound weak.

When I twisted my body and turned towards Latina, I hugged her with every blanket. Lie down with a pound and a slap on your back so you can mock it.

"Dale?"

Dale smiles as he pulls up his blanket to himself as well. She is relieved by herself to be beside herself. Dale knows a lot about that.

Then I wish I was there to support her when I became anxious.

The thought conveyed, Latina shrugged as she closed her eyes in Dale's arms.

"Dale...... will you stay with Latina?

"Oh."

"Bye.... Latina, it's a real mess."

Watching her sleep, Dale was thinking about Latina's frightened reasons.

Grabbing his clothes and falling asleep was a common behavior when we met. I guess it's a manifestation of anxiety.

Lately, Latina has never felt so anxious when she asked to be sweet or sleep next door.

"Purple God (Banafsegi) …"

Latina's condition went crazy from the moment his divine name came up.

(Then... maybe... Latina was chased home by...)

There is no temple in Kreutz for 'The Purple God (Banafsegi)'.

It has to do with the fact that the temple was originally operated by those with "shelter".

"Guardianship" in "Purple God (Banafsegi)" hardly appears in "Human Race". For this reason there is no temple in Kreutz, the city of the human race. Faith in the human race is also faint. For less chance of being granted a favour, I tend to have a lower impression than other gods, though.

But not for 'the others'.

The "Guardianship" of the Purple God (Banafsegi) is a unique thing that allows you to glimpse parts of the future.

"What can I see" varies depending on the strength of the protection.

It is nevertheless necessary to ponder how important it is to protect ourselves for 'other peoples', who are originally in small absolute numbers, to be able to perceive 'weather' and 'disaster' beforehand.

The word of the priest in "The Purple God (Banafsegi)" is heavy.

Perhaps for 'other peoples', much more than the words of other 'gods' priests.

I can't help but whine, even if I know so.

"... even a high priest can only read vaguely about a man's future."

Gently stroke her back over and over again.

"The way you interpret it, you should flip some... I wonder why the ones in your hometown decided your fate with such vague objects..."

Dale's whining contained a seemingly painful pitiful sound, but in the silence of darkness at night, no one listened.

"Be careful, man."

"You can expect me to wait."

Latina leans perfectly next to Dale, who drops off Joseph, who goes out in the morning.

It's still a lot faster than the usual time for her to wake up, but as soon as Dale woke up, Latina also jumped up like she panicked.

Dale smiled bitterly, but he just stroked Latina without saying anything.

The porridge of wheat prepared by Oote for breakfast would also sparkle your eyes if it were a cooking method that you wouldn't see in Kreutz if it were a regular latina. Yet he is quietly eating without emotion.

As hidden from something (...). It seemed like he was trying to do something horrible by secretly killing his breath so he wouldn't find it.

"Oh no? Ouch?"

What changed the air was the innocent smile of a young child.

I gave her the keys to Latina and she's laughing. Unfortunately, most of the contents of the spoon had spilled over in the course of that action, but Marya didn't seem to care.

"... Marya. Yeah, it's delicious."

When Latina smiled as she had once again taken care of it, Marya looked strange. And it turns into a sad face.

"Oh no, would you like to?

"Huh!?

It was at the same time that Latina looked surprised and Marya cried when she screwed up.

"You want to be there? Huh, eh..."

"Marya?

"Yeah, ahhh!

Latina's amazement suddenly shifts to what Marya cried out. The grated latina is fresh for Dale.

"Huh? Marya...... why?

"Little kids are sensitive to the emotions around them."

When Oote held up Marya in a way she was used to, she began to give up my crying child. Smile a little troubled to the glittering latina.

"Latina should also cry properly when she wants to. When it hurts, when it hurts, when it hurts, when it scares you. Kids are good for adults."

Latina's face, which was flashing, swayed by different emotions.

Large eyes moistened and tears overflowed like they were quickly overwhelmed.

"Ugh! Ugh..."

As Dale stood next to him in silence and stroked his head a few times, as usual, Latina hugged him as he whimpered.

The cry for the two girls had been ringing for a while.

As soon as Marya stopped crying, she regained her original condition and finished her meal without looking concerned about the breakfast that had cooled her down.

Latina didn't seem so simple on the boulder, and with her sobbing face, she was now rinsing herbal tea that Woote had brewed.

"... excuse me. Thank you."

"Fine. I don't know what Latina's afraid of, though. Often it would be better to cry and freshen up once, wouldn't it? He's such a little girl. Don't try too hard."

The expression of the Beastman tribe is hard to read for Dale, but I'm sure Woote is smiling because of the tone of his voice.

"Mr. Woote... I'm sorry..."

"It's not about apologizing. It's my job to annoy children."

That's what I'm telling Latina.

Dale didn't know what the Beasts looked like.

(Joseph got a really good man for his wife...)

I think from the bottom of my heart.

"Dale......"

"Hmm?"

"Latina, you're frightened."

"... right"

Dale just quietly accepts her weak voice, which leaked pompously.

"Latina... Bad boy (...) Because that's why I shouldn't go back to where I was born anymore... Latina, that's why I was' wowed '..."

"Latina......"

"Kazaku, you told me no. Latina, she said it wasn't bad.... but yeah, but yeah. Lag died because of Latina. Because you stayed with Latina..."

Moistened eyes at Dale again, still Latina continued her words.

"It's on" Rozen "street. Latina, I'm sure you're a bad girl (...)"

"... does Latina remember the details of The Prophecy?

To Dale's inquiry, Latina shook her head small after a while of thinking.

"I don't know... people around me told me so much... because I was so scared..."

"Right.... My family said Latina wasn't 'bad', right?

"Yeah."

Dale smiles and puts his forehead on Latina's forehead. In the gray eyes of the astonished Latina there was a self with an expression that seeped out love that I didn't even know I had.

"'The Word of God' is a difficult thing for people. Higher 'prophecies' like reading people's fates are especially so. So maybe Latina's family was more right when they said 'Latina's not bad'"

"Huh...?

"At least Latina's family didn't see the word 'prophecy' that way. I'm perfectly sure I'm sorry about Latina. It wasn't a word."

To Dale's words, Latina seemed really surprised. She had never considered such a possibility before.

"Dale......"

"Maybe I'm more familiar with 'protection' than Latina... wouldn't Latina have 'protection'?

"Yeah."

"... I have 'protection'. It doesn't belong to the Purple God.... but I know exactly what 'protection' looks like."

Latina smiled small as she stared at Dale.

"Dale looks like Kamisa.... Dale, you're always helping me with Latina. It's full of what Latina wants (...)... If it's Kamisama who made me see Dale, I wonder if Latina doesn't have to be scared..."

- - Even if I have a 'blessing', I'm not very faithful myself, but sometimes I want to pray.

May this child be happy. so that you can stay healthy.

If it is also the guidance of 'God' that made me meet myself and this child.