My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

"... what can I do for you"

Almost everyone was silent after that. Finished the meal and eventually I went behind the building looking for a place where I could be alone without even getting a chance to talk to my son.

This building, which has grown in population density in the last few days, thirsts for one's silence.

The brave men never get close to this place they even dream of, so I thought it would be the perfect place to think alone, but unfortunately I had an appointment today.

My daughter was implied by the illusion magic of my kingdom, reinforced more than what I put on the brave men, to "wonder who I trust most".

From what I've seen, I guess the one this daughter trusts most is my son.

Obviously only my son was suspicious of his behavior.

I don't know what's good about that, but I'm sure the eyes you see are sure.

The girl who saw me coming behind the building looked as if she knew I was coming here.

My son's acquaintance I know is about Zierfo.

I didn't know until I saw that girl's face in the woods.

"I'll see you first. My name is Leah, former Princess of the Urk Nation."

The most salute my daughter ever gave, looking at me with solid blue eyes, was certainly a royal distinctive one.

I'm not living beyond my original life expectancy like my son.

Even so, I was under the impression that my spirit was more stable than my son's.

Is it because she was a princess, albeit an ex?

No, more than that, I frowned on the name.

Speaking of which, I did see this girl for the first time. Fool could have called her by that name, too, then.

I didn't feel anything then, but now I felt something in that name.

"... Leah, you mean?

"Yes, this name has been named to Master Crowe"

I open my eyes to that answer.

That's too common a name, but it was an important name in our family.

No way. I shrug.

"Did that girl give you that name?

"Yes. What's that?

I shook my head at Leah, who tilted her neck bewildered, telling me to be sure.

As far as this reaction is concerned, I guess she doesn't know the meaning of that name that only our family has.

If I knew my son, I wouldn't give him the name "Leah" to remind him of that name, even if he was loaded with any honor or money.

Is there something about this child?

Nevertheless, I felt that the period of disobedience was going on more and more when I told her what that child had not taught her the meaning of the name.

Even talking to her now would not be a good idea, because we can't have a conversation without the goal being to pee.

"No, it's nothing. I don't think that fool named it a good name."

"Yes, I like this name too"

I accidentally smiled vegan at those words that I would honestly think so.

Oh, did that kid think so, too?

"... Shall we get back to it? You've been talking to me for a while now. You look like that, but is there anything I can do for you?

That kid named him "Leah," so to speak, like my grandson.

I can't help but feel softer in dealing with it than earlier.

Now I feel like I'm going to say something that I don't usually answer.

"Yes, there are many things I would like to ask, but what I would like to talk about and hear from Noah is about Master Crowe"

Well, I nod, I guess.

Just watching the words and deeds of the day made it difficult for this child to be my son supremacist.

I observe my son's behavior step by step, prepare things ahead of his movements, and to the point where he takes the initiative to split his share of the meal.

None of the black lads reacted as usual to whether they got used to it or broke it off as something like this, but naturally it seemed unusual from me when I first saw it.

Besides, he enjoys it as if it were natural to go to his son.

Gradually, is it because I felt that the outer moat was buried unconsciously, both on the side of doing it and on the side of being hit?

"I know it's rude, but what does Lady Noah think of Lady Crowe's sister, her own daughter? Do you think we should just forget it as we weather our memories like this?

"No way, it can't be that"

I answer unexpectedly.

Her question is the very emotion that will never be lost as long as I am me.

"I don't think you know emotions because you've never had a child yet, but a child born of your own belly is a lovely thing, whether you're a murderer or someone planning to conquer the world. Even if you die before me, the parent, that doesn't change. She's my loving daughter."

Leah smiles at me for being so sure.

"So how is Master Crowe? If your daughter's position and that of Mr. Crowe were different, would you forget about Mr. Crowe?

"It's never going to happen."

That's what I was answering when I realized.

This is all you have to be honest about, even if you have a desire not to answer fundamentally honestly.

No, this is an instinctive thing to be honest with as a mother.

"I still love those kids, even though I love my son and daughter. Even if you're in a different position, there's no difference. A son, a daughter, a loving child of me and that man."

No matter how much I slap my hatred, it doesn't change my mind.

I love my children, my son and my daughter, that's all.

In the first place, there is nothing but the fact that my son performs his full life properly, such as the rest of the worries of this world where that man is gone and his daughter is dead.

Leah took a breath when she heard my answer.

"Outsiders, I don't know what you think I'm saying, but you parents and children are overwhelmingly not communicating enough. By the time I met Master Noah and came to this place, Master Crowe had a knack once."

The only thing thrown up like stupidity was how pompous the stupidity was after meeting me.

Apparently Leah would have liked to have been stressed out.

What she revealed, she said, was that she did not notice the demons coming from behind her back and had her disciples shelter her.

Says he couldn't even 'start a fire' using the magic stone of life after an hour.

Not listening that far, I stop her story on the way.

I didn't think this would be useless just because you met me.

Or did you make a disciple over this period?

"This is what Master Crowe said." I've never met him since he jumped out of the house with his sister, and he didn't say anything about his sister, "he said. To deduce from your acquaintance with Master Ziehl, didn't Master Noah properly care about Master Crowe?

Indeed, Leah's words were shooting at the target, albeit with awkward reasoning.

But I'm always at a bad time.

My son would be dying at Demon King's Castle if I watched for my daughter, and my daughter would be dead if I watched for such a free-flowing son.

"I never die. I was always free. Speaking of entertainment, just watching the lives of the children who inherit my blood."

No matter what you think with your heart, a human being named me slaps a hater everywhere.

Even on this occasion, where Leah is the only one, I cannot honestly say what I really want to tell my son.

Leah, who should not have known that, shook her head as if she had no choice but to deal with the younger.

Anyway, you thought even though there was no Master Crowe on this occasion, it wasn't honest.

A big favor.

But not being told doesn't suit the sex either.

Let me fight back a little.

I laugh and tell Leah.

"When, do you love that one?

"Ah, aye!? That's not true! You can't have a little girl like me in love!

And Leah, who turned bright red in her face and shouted unconvincing words, ran away as she did as a detachment.

It's a really teasing reaction.

I wanted to tease you more, okay?

I turn my legs to the building.

Talking to her made me feel better for a few minutes.

That girl would hold onto that reins.

Without noticing the tail the same color as my own hair peeking from the shadow of a tree, I went back to my room.