The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

The Renavento mansion, a pure white mansion on a large lot and yet nestled like a castle.

It was a serene, seemingly magnificent man named Saudil Renavent who welcomed us there.

The current lord of the Marquis Renavento, known for producing knights of outstanding strength from generation to generation.

Although he broke his leg from the wounds he once sustained on the battlefield and then retreated from the line as a knight, he is still a super big man with a lot of voice and influence in the Imperial Army.

He was currently uncomfortably gazing at the surface of his tea while nagging his blue face and wiping his sweat with a handkerchief.

In this way, there was no way for Mr. Sawdill to be as awed as the cat he had borrowed.

There are currently four humans sitting on the couch in front of him and gazing at him.

First of all, I was a sorcerer with a lot of notoriety walking alone, and I became a baron as an infant.

And Mr. Nelvia, the fruitful daughter that Mr. Saudil once expelled from the house and from the Empire City.

Mr. Lartrom further said he was the current head of the Imperial Knights and also Mr. Sodil's former boss.

Extremely, Mr. Lümmyfort, who seems to be rumored to be the most powerful of mankind, turning him into a wizard with only three men in the empire.

Something's gone... so much war deviation (over-specs) that I'm sorry about this one. It's a dull compression interview.

Besides, he said, "You know what you're here to say...?" He's a blackmailing member, poking at the muzzle as he stares.

... No kidding, because these four guys are going to be able to afford a little castle and drop it.

Imaginarily, there's a couple of tanks on the other side of the couch, standing by with the shells pointed this way.

People in such a weapons class are pushed for reasons that are never favorable to them.

Oh, my stomach hurts just watching. The person will hurt a few dozen times this time though.

Actually, it would have been nice if you'd just followed the Knights Commander, but Mr. Rümmyfort, who happened to meet at Beorant Castle, came to me with the Knights Commander and asked me where he was going, and honestly told me what was going on.

"I'll accompany you."

That's all I said, and you followed us a little bit.

I don't know what you're thinking, maybe you haven't thought about it at first, but anyway, I'm just certain that her presence has multiplied the intimidation in this place.

Well, it doesn't start when you keep your mouth shut forever.

Shall we turn off the tantrum?

"I heard that Nervia had come from home……"

When I said that without much emotion, Mr. Sawdill peeled his eyes and said, "Duh, no!," I hastily argued.

"No, I didn't mean to... it was for this kid..."

"When Nervia came to me, she said," It was done. "

"...... Huh!!

Mr. Sawdill heard that and gave a very sad look.

As far as that look is concerned, I can really see the sentiment "I didn't mean it like that".

Well, maybe it was a "ebee... they'll kill me if I stay like this. Seriously... ebee..." sadness.

Nelvia, who had been biting her lips spiciferously since just now after seeing such a father, has a worrying look on her face.

I wasn't too worried because it's about her being too nice in the first place, but it still doesn't seem like her love for her father has faded.

Until one example, they were usually close parents and children.

and that's where the Knights chief called out with a "sodil" and a gentle voice.

"People have different personalities and values for everyone. No matter how talented you are, there will be children who are not fit for contention."

"But captain...... oh, no, captain. More than born in this Renavento family, it's home training to martyr in your life as a knight."

"So why are you kicking me out of the capital?"

"I can't believe I'm kicking you out...! Some have ever failed the Knightly Monastery exam. But if you didn't win, if you still couldn't kill him like this kid did, then your position would be jeopardized."

Indeed, that may be the case.

In short, you will sometimes be seen as unprepared to fight, and if you do, you may be pushed into idleness, or worse, thrown away for use on the battlefield.

To avoid that, Mr. Saudil kept Mr. Nervia away for good reason from the Imperial capital as a temporary evacuation, almost waiting for him to cool down......?

"You're on your own."

Just now, Mr. Rümmyfort, who was piercing the silence, told me to throw it away.

It will have been quite a pleasure to be able to turn such a caged gaze of hostility on her, who is not as knowledgeable as the Knights Commander, nor as in me, whose position is below.

With a voice that sounds like it has swept away his emotions badly, Mr. Rümmyfort pales against him.

"You are the evil that will destroy the future of this child, Nelvia."

"Become... oh, no..."

"I only admit to becoming a knight. I will not forgive you if you do not become a fine knight. It's like a curse."

"For generations, the Renavent family has done so! Train, produce, and…"

Mr Rümmyfort silenced Mr Södil, who tried to repeat that line he had heard scattered, with only a few narrow eyes.

The anger she emanates from all over her body has been transmitted numbingly to me as I pinch the Knights Commander.

Oh, if I could direct that one, I would certainly have to shut up......

"The future of man belongs only to that man. It's good to show the way. It's good to lead. I can get you ready. But if someone else decides on their own, it's just arrogance."

Mr Lümmyfort, while saying so, peeks sideways at Chilari and Mr Nervia.

And just a little gentle voice color,

"It's up to you to decide what path to take and how to live."

When she concluded that way, she sank her body on the couch again just saying what she wanted to say and began to spin the fruit she had taken out of her cape.

Mr. Sawdill, beaten to death by Mr. Rümmyfort, was stunned, then slowly lowered his gaze and drooled.

Is he biting off his current words and rebelling?

I spoke to him with the utmost serenity.

"Nelvia, though it will be a little rough on me, is very rough on me. It's not like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like it's like

"... I'm asking"

"I twisted it because I didn't want to give it any credit at all. There is also a knife and a basket. It was just too gentle. And it's not like that."

She's sweet, but she's never cowardly, and she's not sweet about it.

If I had to, I would have slashed the hands and feet of a bandit, and I would have fought valiantly by meeting my sword without pulling a step.

If Mr. Sawdill misunderstood the matter, he thought that the mistake had to be corrected at all costs.

The suggestion was that Mr. Saudil was opening his eyes and sending an unexpected gaze to Mr. Nervia.

In Imperial Capital, the Night Beast Bandits are treated like I destroyed them all by myself.

"Mr. Nervia is the boss of Ichiriu. I will, and I will do it now."

I embarked on myself, staring straight into Mr. Sawdill's eyes and saying away.

Having heard that proclamation, Mr. Saudil stared at Mr. Nervia, often silently, and then with an indescribable expression.

"... serving a wonderful master is my highest honor as a knight. Nelly, my eyes, and I was wrong to judge. Forgive me..."

"... oops, sama..."

Originally tearful, Nelvia saw her father bowing his head to herself and was just tearful that his tear gland tag had come off already.

Still wiping her tears, she spins her words diligently.

"Me... I'm glad I made it to that village... Dear Sephi, see you... Gu Gu... and then, guys, all nice people...!

"... you were so, so strong... I am disqualified as a father. If you wanted to go any further than the Knight's Way, you can always say so. Let me support your future with all my might."

"No, as a knight, serving Master Sefi is what I mean by my life now...!

"... well. If only you... I want you to come back to this house whenever you want."

"Ha......!!

Then me and Mr Nervia told us about all the events in that village.

Mr. Sawdill was always intrigued, listening constantly to a calm, joyful grin.

As far as this goes, you don't have to do anything anymore, and then the parents and the kids are going to do well with each other.

Then, after a while, when the sun was leaning outside, we decided it was time to have some free time.

Both the Knights Commander and the Magician, you must be busy.

Ms Nervia said she could stay at home like this, but as she did until yesterday, she insisted that she continue to live in an inn near the hospital that my brother and I are renting, so I decided to make her like it.

I don't know what you and your brother would do on your own.

And as we were headed towards Castle Beolant from the Renavent residence, Mr. Rümmyfort, who swallowed the bread that was swallowing, took something out of his cape and offered it to Mr. Nelvia.

"Give"

That was, apparently, a long sword. It looks almost unchanged in length from what Mr. Nelvia always sits on his hips.

However, the sheath decorations and finishes were quite elaborate and a substitute for one eye to see it as a luxury item.

... I mean, where did you take that from? You definitely didn't have that under your cape until just now...?

Suddenly I was given a sword and I said, "What, ahhh...!?" To Nelvia, who is a werewolf, the Knights chief said, "Wow!" and laughed out loud,

"It's not even the Knights Captain's class to give you a sword from Lord Yujanon of Training, is it? Because of this, you should gratefully take it!

and the Knights Commander to supplement the even more outrageous information.

It's such an honor, this.... Wow, Mr. Nelvia.

He was Mr. Nelvia, who was increasingly blushing and blushing his face when he heard the Knights chief explain, but while nervous and beefy, he managed to receive a long sword.

"Rapid Rapid Sword Français. It's a masterpiece."

That being said, I'm a little proud of you, Mr. Rümmyfort.

Then she looked back at me, and she crouched trying to keep her eyes on me,

"I'm here for you."

With that said, stroke my head...

Hey, be... eh!?

Mr. Rümmyfort was crouching in front of me, so from my position the contents of the cape were in full view.

You, in that cloak, are only wearing pants!?

And the string...! The area......!!

Without my amazement or anything at all, Mr. Rümmyfort stood up and went straight ahead with Stasta.

... hey, I feel like I've learned a secret I shouldn't know...