Next Life

Sieg, Fried, and Nergal were growing up limp.

"Huh, you can even blow up the continent."

It was Nergal who strained his chest with a face he seemed to be good at.

The white onesie looked very well on her mother's conceded beauty, though she was young.

If I hadn't even said something as noisy as what I said earlier, I would have said a proud sister to Sieg and Fried.

In fact, the people going down the street are looking at them like they're smiling.

"Stop, don't do that."

Siege and Fried are aligned to stop.

They were in the middle of just the three of us going out to play in the distance.

If they were originally going out with the title Prince and Princess, it would be common for a large number of escorts to accompany them.

But I don't see anyone around me like that at all.

The reason for this was a girl named Nergal.

Even though he is only seven or eight years old, he still has the strength to enter his five fingers in the Kingdom of Touban.

Whatever the humans who know nothing, if the Turliants hear this, they must lose their hips.

Because being five fingers in the country would mean second only to Marius, Aulanis, Sophia and Iris.

She told her two brothers about it now.

Even so, I didn't brag to both of them because of her personality.

"That's why I protect your brothers. Don't worry, okay?

"Ugh, yeah."

The two, told by their sister with a true face, nod without putting it on the table, although it was intricate.

This young sister admires her two older brothers.

Sometimes my favorite father told me, "If anything happens, you protect my brother," and I was very uptight.

Siege and Fried are well aware that the environment in which they were born and raised is the environment alone, the limits of their abilities.

And the irrationality of the world, I was going to figure it out somewhat.

That's why I don't feel sorry for my sister.

I wasn't losing that much self-esteem as a brother.

Or maybe that's what's causing the grid.

Saying the three of them are out playing has no particular purpose.

If you insist, you'll see and hear something called the world.

The Kingdom of Touban is basically a very secure country.

Marius, king of this country, is a hero enough in history to contend for one or two, and there is Aulanis.

Even more so, Iris, Sophia, Zofi, El, Al and so forth, were told, "If you care about it, you can conquer the world without Marius and Aulanis".

Few villains target such a country.

"Rarely" is an important part, sometimes.

There were many dangers but few peers for that matter.

If only we were aware of the power to conquer the world, we could do something about it... that's what some people thought.

Around being said to be "stupid," "dumb," "reckless," and completely gone, the psychology of criminals is an odd thing.

"What did your father say?"

Sieg and Fried look back at his father's words.

They, whose roots were serious, had properly remembered my father's words and were trying to make them their own flesh.

What they extend to acts like this one is also according to the Father's words: "A human being who does not know the truth cannot do good politics".

He was usually the kind of father who didn't do much work, but in fact he thinks things through a common gaze and makes his mothers and the clerks roar a lot.

"You say we have to succeed that guy, so we're in trouble,"

Fried sighed heavily.

The shadow of my father, who is too great, is under great pressure, but I am not trying to escape, or averse to my father.

I had a sense that my parents were sparingly loving me, and most importantly, the adults never pushed something unilaterally.

From what I've heard, their father, Marius, hates doing that.

"If I can't, if I can't. Then I'll just have to think of something else. You don't have to expect too much from them."

When I heard this word of Marius, they felt free from their big baggage.

Of course, depending on the character of the two of them, it was possible that they would tease "not expected of my father", but they worked in a good direction.

Marius sneaked up on it and thought, "Elle is awesome," but he only knows about it as much as the advised demon.

"It's okay, Brother Fried. Because I'm on it."

Nergal slaps his flat chest more and more.

"You can count on that."

Sieg replied on his behalf, but the compliment was about 80%.

It is his brother's heart that he wants to avoid taking care of his sister even in parts other than strength.

More than that, is it at least the will?

Nergal, who does not yet have the strength to draw on it, says innocently.

And Elle's on it.

"Er..."

Unlike my sister's trust, my brothers' reaction was subtle.

That and the girl who finds out, she clutches her neck in wonder.

"Elle, you're sweet and smart and you can count on me, okay?

"Hmmm......"

Surely that is undeniable.

But not Nanica.

Sieg and Fried thought so from the bottom of their minds.

Elle is certainly clever and dependable, but her feelings are directed only at her three fathers.

Just do it well because my father adores the three things, otherwise it would be very cold.

Sieg and Fried have that suspicion.

Although Zophi and Al tend to be similar, I still remember things like familiarity.

"Iris and Sophia play a lot too."

"... sister, I think that's wrong"

Sieg reluctantly points out.

Iris and Sophia are kind and courteous to Marius and Nergal, but that's all.

It's obviously relative to him and to other humans, starting with Fried.

Even if I say too much, I can clearly see that I am unwilling to create a heartwarming relationship.

I guess I'm not hiding anything because even the kids can tell.

It's just a personal subordinate of Aulanis in the first place and has no clue about Marius or the Kingdom of Touban.

Marius puts both eyes and eyes on Aulanis' companion, and although he is being polite, does he not need to get along with other people?

Do you have a name for saying that these two play well with Nergal and that it is still immature to train their husband's daughter?

(I guess I shouldn't say it)

At least my sister herself might as well not correct it if she's interpreting it as having the two of us play.

Even though he was only a child, he was a siege whose hard buds were starting to show up early.

As the three walk in an increasingly unpopular direction, the men who follow them emerge.

(Some folks are following me)

Nergal remained very natural, informing his two brothers in a reading.

(Not the escort?

Sieg magically asks back.

Even so, I'm just doing it because of Nergal, and he can't do it alone.

(Yeah, signs I don't know. Maybe a bad person)

That's what Nergal reports.

Remembering and distinguishing the signs of someone she had met was as easy as breathing or blinking.

(Well, you don't know yet)

Sieg shows a cautious sleigh.

For whatever reason, the biggest factor was in this sister.

If you're a sister who already has comparable fighting power to the Demon King, coming as many bad guys there and other mountains won't be a problem.

But if you were a bad guy, you'd be a sinless person anyway. Then a bad response would be bad.

It turns out that the young brother's heart was less worried.

After the three entered the unpopular woods, five men caught up with it and besieged them.

"Me, Django, you can't. If only the kids would come here like this."

Whatever you say with a worried look on your face, it's hard to certify a good person even if it's not Nergal, even if it's said with a humble laugh.

"Uncles, bad people?

When Nergal asks frankly, more laughter occurs.

"That's a pretty good idea, Grandpa. But it's too late."

One stupid, pathetic man who knows nothing reaches out to a young girl.

Shortly after that, his appearance disappeared.

"Delivery Punch to Heaven "

That's what Nergal said, beating the man up.

The man, who was supposed to have been beaten by a young girl, had his body rising higher than the clouds in less than a half an instant.

And it falls as-is, and it clashes to the ground.

I didn't have to be sure, but I died instantly.

Most of all, he died not when he crashed into the ground, but shortly after he was beaten.

"... what?

"... Huh?

In contrast to her young brothers sighing, the men did not understand what had happened.

A relentless attack is made there.

"Go to hell, Kick."

The rest of the men were also doomed the moment they heard a lovely voice.

Any unsuccessful person who tries to reach out to the children will have been rewarded with stupidity for failing to follow the lesson of "pick your opponent".

"I knew someone was weird."

Nergal, who swept away the men with his nightmarish strength, snaps with an unfortunate voice.

There was anger in her voice.

It is, of course, anger at the unholy who try to do more than good in his beloved Father's land.

The two brothers turned their eyes on their sister.

"That's not a choice. Look, let's move on."

"Mm."

The girl, who was molested by her brother, goes after her brothers without saying anything more, though she roared.

It was a very common day for them.