The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

- The organization of the front is finally complete and the warriors who have long martyred in the war return.

The news instantly ran all over the Empire City, and most of the Empire's citizens were summoned to welcome them, the tribute of the war.

... By the way, when I came back from my battle with Excelesi, I didn't get greeted like that because I flew over it at a subsonic speed. Naturally.

The parade of warriors takes a straight line down the boulevard from the gates of the Imperial Entrance to the Castle of Beorant.

Distracted by the crowd gathered to see them for a moment like that, I was also rushing to this place with the whole family.

Many soldiers, dirty or wounded, march ahead of the three Magic Instructors. Some of them had missing arms or a painful appearance of a full-body bandage... but they were all responding to the crowd cheering with a uniformly sunny grin.

As the parade of warriors moved away towards Castle Beolant, the imperial metropolitan people who welcomed them were rejoicing and exhilarating as they could finally feel the end of the war.

... but I'm sure someone couldn't join that parade.

If I hadn't focused on imperial defense for selfish reasons, I wouldn't have lost my life...

Mr. Nelvia held me and I almost fell into a dark thought my hand...... accidentally Lurora shook it softly.

"Thanks to Yusha-sama.” Nobody thinks it's because of Master Yusha.

My thoughts seemed to find out for LeLaura, who is sensitive to other people's minds. While everyone around me was kyotong, I thanked LeLaura and switched to positive thinking.

All the imperial citizens around us are either a little distant, mindful of me, even if I am a nobleman. So I wasn't crushed or cramped, but neither my mother nor my brother seemed to see the soldiers' faces at all because they were short.

But by the measure of His Majesty Verhazard, it has been confirmed that my father has safely made his way to the Empire City. So I guess your father was in that parade.

Dad, hey. Somehow I hear personalities from my mother and brother, but this is the first time I've actually met them. What kind of person is he?

...... that!? Speaking of which, how far does your father know about me!?

What would I do as a one-year-old to manipulate words fluently? What about dealing with the great magic of all attributes unchanging? Ever get two names all over the place that are rampant and noisy? Have you ever surrendered the Devil's most powerful monster to take on one end of the war?

If you think about it normally...... it's creepy not to have to think about it, but a one-year-old who talks rationally!? What if your father makes me sick!

We were then returning to the Scale Mansion while the returning warriors were receiving thankful words from His Majesty the Emperor at Beorant Castle.

It's the flow of welcoming soldiers from the village of Alhee, including your father, here and giving them a little rest before leaving the Imperial City.

But since the current village of Alhee is in a different state coexisting with the Beast tribe, should I ask Reggie to introduce herself and explain the circumstances before doing so?

Oh, I was. The people of our village aren't the only ones back in the Empire...

"Nelvia, hey, shouldn't it be time to get back to my parents' house (Renavent)? Maybe the old man's coming back."

When I said so, but Mr. Nervia shook his neck firmly to the side.

"What, I can see Sephi's father because of you! There's no reason to miss this opportunity!

Ms Nelvia, with her fluffy nose and rough intentions, looked quite in the mood. But I'll give priority to my brother, who I haven't seen in a long time...

Uh, Kaylis...

"Hey, Kaylis. Do you want to see Mr. Rugrass after this?

"No, you can always do that, and you can always do that."

A light response, as usual. Well, that's, well, you've been communicating frequently since you got back from the Republic.

Kayliss then said in a small voice, "And me too..." but I couldn't even hear what you were saying.

And then there's Le Laura, right? She was to be kept waiting for three months on this unfamiliar people's land, but she is finally going to be able to fulfill her memorial reunion with her sister.

... By the way, I don't think Mr. Lulu is going back to the Elf settlement saying the war is over, but where do you live? Take care of Your Majesty at Beolant Castle? Or is it His Excellency the Duke, so there is a rule?

My plans after this are to greet my fathers first by welcoming them from the village of Alhee with a scaled mansion, then immediately to the residence of Nervia and Lunavento to greet your brother, then to take Lurora to the castle of Beorant to meet Mr. Lulu, before sending your fathers to the village of Alhee.

The truth is that after a thankful story from His Majesty Verhazard to the soldiers at Beorant Castle, I, the brave man, had also asked for a word, which I dismissed with caution. Soldiers who haven't even seen my powers in person yet will only remember fear and creeps against me.

...... Bishop Crucea asked me instead to greet the followers of Bravery in the Church, though.

So after magically delivering your fathers to the village of Alhee, I'm the only one who turns back instantly and is a brave man's job.

The school of magic is closed for a while as Vicuña is returning to her own rule with the return of the soldiers. So when I'm done with my brave work, I wonder if I'll stay in Alhee Village for a while too. I need to fix a magic trap or something.

What a thought, it seems that the soldiers gathered at Castle Beorant were the carriers of dissolution. Flowing toward the castle towns, they seemed to be behind the Empire City to head to their homes, hospitals, or return to their homeland.

When we gather in front of the main entrance to the Reverse Scale Mansion, we wait here for your fathers to come. I was worried that your fathers, who are from a poor village in the countryside, would get lost in the imperial capital, but if you ask someone from the imperial metropolitan people the path would be easily reached.... Whatever, because not many people live in this imperial capital and don't know where the Reverse Scale Mansion is.

And apparently we didn't even have to ask about the road, and a dozen groups of people who had been guided by the guards at Beorant Castle showed up from the corner.

I suppress my howling heart and ask my mother holding me.

"Hey, hey, O.K.! Which one of you is an old man?

"Um, yeah. He's probably the coolest."

I guess that's not subjective in there!? Isn't that a virtual no tip!

Now put aside the words of your mother who is not going to be Ate, and I turned my gaze again on the line walking this way.

As their contours came close enough to be clear, I noticed there was only one unusual person mixed up among them there.

Everyone is generally tall and musculoskeletal. In a painful population, among other things, a short, thin physique of lines. But then, he was releasing an overwhelming sense of presence and intimidation. The walking position is also at the head of the group, how leadery Kanji is.

"Whoa, isn't that Marcia!?

As one of the group raised a wild voice, the big Osama came running over here with a dota.

When they surround me, their mother, and their brother, they verbally mention their thoughts with a face that sounds heartily happy.

"Marcia, you're still the same! Are you eating properly?

"Bye, Marcia is fourteen years old forever! I'm sorry to be with you!

"Temee, what do you mean!?

"Hey Logna, I've been staring at you for a while now!!

"You look so manly, too, Ma! I used to cry, Peppy!

"Is this Sephilia? I heard it was a boy, but I don't remember."

"Is it true that you are a brave man?!?

I'm a little scared because they're all goth and close in stature to each other to speak up as they please......!

I felt terrified and stuck with my mother...... then.

"Why don't you stop? My wife will be in trouble."

It was a quiet and neutral voice… but full of majesty that controlled nature and the place.

What has inspired the tall muscles was a boy who looked more like a high school boy, who seemed more suited to the expression "boy” than a young man.

A chunky, upside-down silver hair with sharp eyes for a touch of colour, and deep ocean-colored eyes. He wiggles a feathered blue cape and carries an unworthy sword on his back.

With a smile on his righteous face, the transcendent, low-back boy opened his mouth gracefully.

"I'm home. I'm home now, Marcia"

"Welcome back, you"

The silver-haired boy continues, kneeling in front of his brother with a happy grin at his mother's feet, laughing as he gazes at him.

"I'm home, Logna. You used to protect my mother and Sefi."

"No, I..."

"I left you at home so I could fight casually on the battlefield. The boulder is my proud son."

The moment I heard that word spun with a gentle voice, your brother wept as he was impressed.

And finally, the boy who stood up again stares straight at me.

"Nice to meet you... I wonder if it will be. My name is Raginus, and I'm your father."

"... Huh!

Or, after all, this guy is my father!? But not too young for anything!? You look like you're in high school... no, but compared to your mother... yeah...

It wasn't like I thought it would be great, but if they told me that the other muscles were your mother's husband, you might have graduated to that overwhelming criminal smell. In that sense, it could have been good for your father to have this boy only about half as tall as your mother's head.

I'm this boy named Raginas... I was worried about what words I should return to your father...

But there was an excuse. I decided to stop making a mess and put all my feelings into the terminal language.

So I smile softly and speak cheerfully!

"Welcome back, old man!

Then your father rounded his eyes slightly narrowed, but soon returned a gentle grin.

"I'm home, Sefi"