"Thank you for your help."
"Um, you should come back anytime."
I didn't expect His Majesty the King to come all the way to drop me off on my way home, but I'll deal with him as an adult until the end.
"Well, give my regards to Maverice."
"Yeah, I understand."
I guess this is why I'm here to drop you off. Master Maverice's base in our country seems to have been prepared immediately since then, so we are going with him. The Maveriss seemed as evil as ever as Master Selew, secretly scattered with sparks, but when he saw it, His Majesty the King said with a little joy.
"Seems like Lord Sellew and I are getting along better than anything else."
"Yeah, that's right"
If this looks friendly, it would be a big deal. I don't seem to have guessed that, but His Majesty the King went on to say.
"I never thought Maverice would have a friend her age."
"Is that so?
"It was like a wild beast that bit whoever he wanted. Well, it's my fault."
"I don't think it's a good idea because there aren't many people nearby that would fight like this."
Strongly speaking, I fought the Chancellor's son Macbeth once, but after that, I felt a difference in strength and I stopped biting. But Master Mabelis is honestly impressed there because once he has been beaten by the bollocks, he feeds on it and sees Master Selew as a rival.
Master Selew's talent is probably overwhelming. It is out of the same generation. The growth rate of Leben, the son of the Knights Commander, is also considerable, but still the strongest would be Master Selew.
Everybody feels far away. With that in their arms, Master Maverice still chases after Master Selew... no, he's trying to get over it. Master Maverice doesn't seem that talented, but he still wants to buy that toughness that genius can eat. I'd like some more products if I wanted, but, well, that would be good to follow.
"Maverice. Firm."
"... Yes. Father."
"Lord Sellew, I want you to get along with my son."
"... I will do good."
That's how I said with a fatherly look that I would look at the two of them and then stroke Master Maverice's head.
"Me and your mother Eliza are waiting for you to return. You should learn a lot from the Duke of Fall."
"... Yes! I will definitely be strong!
"Yeah, firm."
I was relieved that he seemed to have a surprisingly good father. From now on, Master Maverice should be lonely in an exotic country, but his expression was bright everywhere. With proper goals set, we don't seem to see what's going on anymore.
Dusting into the growth of our children, we returned to the country.