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

Rose has lived in a room in the Tiger Cat Pavilion since then. I guess I barely come out of the room because I'm still defending my position. Sometimes when I go outside, I wear a chestnut wig.

I couldn't even get her to use the hot tub outside to live like that, so I had to use the simple bath on the back of the Tiger Cat Pavilion. Only the safety aspect was somewhat guaranteed, with Vint watching closely at Latina's behest.

Rose never spilled dissatisfaction with it either, but only wearing it from the top of her wet hair is still not very comfortable, so she was seen dewning and drying her long, gorgeous rose pink hair.

Rose is trying to stay invisible while she dries her hair. The place was initially behind the kitchen, but eventually moved to Dale's room in the attic, because Latina began to beg for Rose's teachings, which she excelled in as a wizard.

He was bored with the days Rose spent without pulling and without. I put more and more heat on the condition of a serious student (Latina) who would respond to it if I told her.

To change his mind, Rose was an out-of-the-box Spartan.

In fact, Latina has only ever 'learned' in a calm environment. From the time of the school building, Dale, who taught her magic, and Master Cornelio, etc. at Tislough, are also mild in teaching.

Contrary to that, Rose is tough. Rather than being unreasonably harsh, she was disciplined, both to herself and to others, as someone who dealt with magic, which was a great 'force'.

"... Yep. After all, Latina seems to have no problem with the basic theory."

Latina is stretching her spine in front of Rose, who lectures on the report that Latina wrote the day before. It doesn't feel unpleasant, it has such an atmosphere that it naturally corrects its posture. The usual rosé gives the surrounding area a calm and reassuring atmosphere in one way or another. That could also be evidence that Rose has a sincere attitude towards something called 'magic'.

"Though the Demons, did Mr. Latina leave his hometown at an early age? It seems like a difficult phrase to understand.

"Is that right? One of the adults around...... because many of them were harsh on words...... from?

Nevertheless, Latina's wording itself is a lot crusher than it was initially.

Rose is tolerant in that respect, and Latina is the lord of the nostalgic character. Rather than a friend, she had a sisterly relationship where Latina was sweet on Rose and Rose took care of her without even looking bad on Rose.

What makes the difference between the parent idiot (Dale) and Rose is that Rose is very clearly tough on the tough side?

Well, they were generally friendly that way.

"By comparison, you don't seem to know much about attack magic."

"Yeah, because Dale didn't tell me it was okay because it was dangerous."

"Magic is a great means of self-defense for those like us, who are beyond the reach of others in pure power. Misuse can be a dangerous force, but that's why it's important to understand and use it."

The fact that Rose became just the right teacher of Latina was also significant in that they both had magical attributes of 'heaven' and 'underworld' and the same magic that could be used.

"Mr. Latina is also good at magic control, so I think increasing the choice of spells according to the circumstances will reduce the risk."

"Yes."

I'm also serious about squeezing my expression and giving a good reply, but I guess it's our qualities to look smiling somehow.

In the meantime, until Latina requested it, what Rose taught her was' purifying magic '- the so-called' heavenly 'attribute's versus undead magic -.

Latina didn't like undead monsters because she felt scared at a young age. It is slightly traumatic.

Dale cannot use Purification Magic because he does not possess the suitability of Heavenly Attributes. His usable anti-undead magic takes the form of adding the 'underworld' attribute magic to a physical attack. That's a story about how you can look directly at an undead monster and go in time and punch him. For Latina, who wants to know the means of confrontation because she is scared, it was too difficult.

"I think Mr. Latina can broaden the scope to more than one at a time."

"Really? Good luck remembering."

In order to overcome trauma, Latina worked to train spells.

"Hey, Latina."

"What?"

Dale, who was watching Latina like that, expressed his doubts at one dinner table.

"... so magical, so hard to remember... you don't say you'll be an adventurer in the future, do you?

I feel anxious. She doesn't say she's already top notch as a 'wizard,' but Dale sees that she'll have more than average abilities.

If you want to work like an adventurer, you have all the ability you can.

But I don't want you to get such a precarious and dangerous job. I guess that's 'kindness'.

"Huh? Hmm... I think it would be nice if a diner like Tiger Cat Pavilion could do it. But, you know, I'd love to take another trip. I don't know all over town or anything...... I want to go see my grandma or Marya"

In the meantime, I'm relieved by that response.

"... I always wanted to go to work with Dale."

"Huh?"

Dale was taken aback by the words Latina said with a slightly troubled, lonely bitterness.

"Because I don't like to leave a message... if I can go to work with Dale, I won't have to leave a message."

Latina says so, laughs. The conscious Dale, who had put up with her since she was a young girl, looked in trouble.

"... sorry"

"Yeah. I don't want to get Dale in trouble."

Eh heh, after creating a deluded smile, Latina accidentally became a serious face.

"But, you know, when I was older, I knew I couldn't do it."

"Huh?"

"If I go along with Dale's work... it'll just get in the way. That's why I decided to leave a proper message."

"Latina's pretty good, even as a wizard, huh? You don't have to be so vile about yourself..."

Even though I didn't want you to be an 'adventurer' or anything else, I said words that were contrary to that because I didn't want Latina to look down more than she needed to appreciate me.

I want her to care more about herself than anything else.

"Yeah. Because now I know that Dale is really awesome. Me, I don't have that much magic, and... something that doesn't have the big 'power' to protect Dale. And I'm sure, even when it's really dangerous, Dale will care more about me than he does about himself."

"Of course."

Dale responded instantly. Latina smiled at her 'guardian' as she expected.

"Isn't that why I can't help you with Dale's work?"

I knew I was putting up with you, and I had made you feel lonely.

But since she was a smart girl with good ears, she also had a sweet side to it.

"... Latina would know."

"Hmm?"

"It's a great pleasure for me for Latina to welcome you back, isn't it?

Latina smiled calmly and softly with a look that surprised Dale's words.

"Yeah...... right." Welcome back. "" Where "is important."

"Oh. Latina is becoming my 'power' properly..."

Though relieved by the brightened Latina, think in a corner of your mind.

(Really, this kid... you watch a lot of things...)

"Parents" sighed half apprehensively, wondering why they were often unconscious.