Maou no Hajimekata

Let's borrow the wisdom of the gossip ancestors.

Pour the amber liquid into the cup and pour it down your throat.

Though he smiled unwittingly over his burning throat, Oul sipped it away in a breath.

Sometimes it's unusual.

A wild voice suddenly pours out of my back.

There shouldn't have been any signs there until a moment ago, but I guess there's no reason for him to approach Oulu without being enlightened.

"You drink alcohol, etc.... and besides"

Six and a half feet (about two meters) tall, sturdy with rich mustaches.

I didn't know you'd ask me out.

Hero King, Wolf. Now an English spirit and white-dyed, the former king laid back beside Oulu.

"... sort of"

Oul answers unfathomably and Spina's split pours the barley silently into the two cups.

"Oh, I'm sorry. So... toast to what?

"There's nothing else to celebrate. I don't know if we can get along like that."

"I can't, my stepson."

Laughs and drinks up. Makes a tannic surface on Wolfe, while Oulu mimics it and mouths the barley.

I don't really like alcohol, but I couldn't have done it if I hadn't drunk it.

"... the English spirit can drink."

"Whoa. I don't need it, but we can have dinner, too. If you eat, you can cover your body somewhat."

If it were to be as great a spirit as Wolfe's, the rational power needed to summon it would be immense. To mitigate that, the incumbent Wolfe drank and ate well.

"You've always given Marie a hand. Thank you."

"Oh. To that extent, it's nothing. It's quite a pleasant experience to live in your young daughter's body."

The way Wolfe said it and gave her a humble grin was not as intimidating as it used to be when she was relative as a king. Perhaps this is what a man named Wolfdealer looks like. I didn't think it was similar, but the atmosphere had something going through Eunice somewhere.

"... but you're not here to talk about it?

Oul drinks up the cup to Wolf, who tells him to see through.

In a mechanical motion Spina poured barley into the cup.

"... this guy is specially made to leave only the intelligence to obey orders and never act or remember on his own volition. Well, think of it like a minded golem"

"Ho."

Wolfe's eyes narrowed slightly sharply as Oulu pointed to the spinner.

In other words, Oulu and Wolfe are the only ones who are listening to us.

This would be an extra story, Wolfe decided to just be prepared without putting it on her face.

"- To, what do I do?

"What?

Missing to capture Oulu's words, Wolfe listens back.

"What can I do to make my daughter happy?"

A moment of silence.

Then a laugh, as if it were going to explode, echoed inside the small tavern.

"Don't laugh. I'm listening with shame."

"No, I'm sorry. But I wonder what it's all about... well, the Demon King is also a parent."

"My daughter doesn't seem like a person."

Like throwing up, Oul said.

"It doesn't matter. My daughter is my daughter, it would be the same thing to worry about."

While still leaving a laughing aftertaste, Wolfe takes her expression seriously.

"I think Eunice burned my hands a lot too."

"That's it"

Oulu nods at Wolfe, who stirs up booze.

"It's Wolf. You are ahead of us as a parent. And he is also the father who raised a daughter like Eunice in splendor. I ask you with shame. How can a father make his daughter happy?

"I see. A way to make my daughter happy..."

Wolfe slowly put his arms together and meditated often.

"What is its ultimate!

Oulu thumps his throat at at Wolfe, who can put his strength between his eyebrows.

"There's no such thing!

"Are you kidding me!?

And I screamed unexpectedly at the answers that came out.

"I'm not kidding. In general, there are very few things that parents can do to their children. All I could do was let him grow up free, like my mother left me. There's a lot to be done about making you happy. When I was a baby, I didn't have to know what parents could do to a child who already had the power to walk. At best, it's enough to get out of the way."

But Wolfe has a serious look and looks down at Oulu.

"But... sometimes I wonder if everything was the way you laid it. Killed Eunice as a hero and sent her to me as an English spirit. That's the only way for Eunice to be happy, and you're the only person who can direct it."

"It's something you've bought me for a long time. Hmm. Late in life, he's the King of Wisdom. He told me he was the King of Heroes, but my roots and all that stuff is a quarrel idiot. Is there anything you can do to see beyond that? Coincidence, coincidence."

The longer a hero lives, the darker and shadowed he will be at the end of it. Wolf knew it well from the end of many heroes he met when he was young. Therefore he commanded Zaitrid not to suffer, and made him kill.

I thought this man would or might reward heaven with one arrow against his opponent, but who would imagine that he would then be summoned as the English Spirit in a family, etc.

"But..."

"If that's not a coincidence, Oul the Demon King"

Still holding onto Oulu's eyes to recruit, Wolfe said.

"You did that. You made Eunice happy."

You didn't even think about it, Oul opens his eyes wide.

"I asked for it, and you took it. And now I'm a child, and I look happy.... then I can't even think about whose work it is."

That's it. Wolfe drinks up, breathes.

"I'm the one who needs to thank you."

And I bowed my head deeply.

"... oh"

Though it's an informal place, it's a king's head to be a rare warrior. It's not a light one.

Oulu nods and clumsily receives that apology.

Where he laid his mouth on the booze at first glance, Wolfe had a mean grin when he raised his face.

"Whether or not my daughter will be happy depends not on her parents, but on her company."

As soon as possible, Oul is about to blow out the liquor in his mouth.

"One, you said you were with him!?

"That's right. I guess your daughter will follow a stranger any day. If you admit it, your daughter is taken, and if you admit it, your daughter hates you. What a lovely story."

"Don't be silly, Sophia's still so small. It's too soon to talk like that."

"Huh. Stupid demon king. Kids grow up fast. Especially not long if you're my daughter. It's like a light shade arrow, but when a woman matures, it's faster than thunder. My daughter, who I thought was a baby just now, will start makeup."

What, and Oul get stuck in words. I did think Sophia was a baby until recently.

As far as Sophia is concerned, physically it actually grows much faster than humans in the first place, but I don't think that much with a drunken head.

"Is that something I can't stop talking about?! You're going to hell!

"It's Oulu. Benefactor, you're the hateful man who took the treasure from me! Then I'll look forward to seeing your treasure taken from that hell and them in the same way. With a laugh!

Ha ha, and in the cup of Wolfe laughing high, Spina pours alcohol, especially mechanically.

The two drunk people haven't noticed. That the slime that looks like the woman in front of you doesn't have the function of finishing a drink.

Keep drinking up the liquor that is infinitely poured.

The next day Oulu would suffer from a hangover.