The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

The Marquis of Renavento, a splendid white house with the same face.

I have visited here several times too, but the exterior and interior are always elegant and sophisticated to look at.

Having been put through the luxurious living room of such a mansion, I was ridiculing with Mr. Saudil, the current head of the Renavento family and the real father of Mr. Nervia, while being held on Mr. Nervia's lap.

"I would like to thank you, on behalf of the Knights, for your dedication to ending the war. Sir Cephilia has taken everything delicious."

"No, no... because I just wanted to be one-on-one with one of the Demons"

"But I hear the battle was enough to rock the heavens and the earth."

"Oh, thank you...... haha"

Apparently, Mr. Saudil is very pleased that I, the husband of his daughter, Mr. Nervia, am active, and I will put a beta compliment on something.

I like to get compliments, but it's a little atrophic to be complimented by a less public (formal) feel.

And then positionally, Mr. Sawdill is the Marquis, and I am the Baron, so a clear upward and downward relationship exists...... for some reason, Mr. Sawdill always treats me in a reciprocal way. Is it because I'm a candidate for Magic Instructor?

And when we were killing time that way, Mr. Saudil and Mr. Nervia accidentally turned their gaze toward the hallway.

"Oh, this sign... apparently our boys are back"

"Brother Zashi is the one running straight this way."

... I can't hear a sound at all, but I think Mr. Thordill and Mr. Nelvia are feeling something. These people are scared.

In fact, soon afterwards, the living room door opened with momentum, and one young man emerged from beyond.

"Oh, I'm home! It's been a long time since I've been home! I miss you so much!!

The young man was an athletic figure with short blonde hair twisted and pointed. It's my bad type.

How is the military uniform worn around you such a decoration as the upper class, and that's the second son of the Renevento family? Military uniforms and armor were dirty by the way, and it was a reminder that we had survived a harsh battlefield to this day. How old are you... twenty or there?

Then his crisp eyes capture me or no, and the light of curiosity glides into those eyes.

"Whoa, what!? Whose kid is that? Are you kidding me, Nelly's kid!?

"Chi, no! This is Master Sephilia! I am a brave man!!

To Mr. Nelvia's words corrected while turning his face bright red, the youth said, "Whoa!!," he exclaimed in amazement.

"Seriously, this is the brave one!? Awesome! Seriously, you're a baby! I'm Zacica Lunavento! Greetings!"

As the young man named Zassica approached me in a light foothold, he bent down before me and kept on with his reluctant gesture, "All right, all right!" or so he sneezes and strokes my head.

"Yes, it hurts......!

Hey, hey, hey! You're still weak on your scalp, so don't brush it off!

My attempt to make a complaint was almost at the same time as Mr. Sawdill's attempt to open his mouth as he seeped his anger. But before that, I had a hand that grabbed Zassica's wrist as she stroked my head, “Gassi!!" with tremendous momentum.

"Hmm? Hey, what's up, Nelly?

Ms. Zacica sounded a little bewildered as she watched the tip turn bright blue in an instant from her grabbed wrist by Ms. Nelvia's outrageous grip.

I look up at Mr. Nelvia's face while holding his bossy head... and there's a distorted look in his awesome anger.

At the next moment, when Mr. Nervia twisted his wrist quickly, that alone blew Mr. Zacica hard. Dancing through the universe while spinning in the air, he lands hard on the other side of the couch as it is.

"Ah, ahhh!! If I'd been a moment late to jump, I'd have broken your arm!?

"... you should shatter your disrespectful arm once."

Mr. Nelvia looks at your brother with his pupil's open eyes as he rectifies my messy hair with a snag he took from somewhere.

Ms. Zacica rubbed her wrist with a raised blue-purple bill.

"Oh, Father! Nelly's in a rebellion!

"No, that's your fault now"

Ms Saudil bowed her head deeply to me as she responded to the youth's appeal.

"Sir Sephilia, have mercy on my son."

"No, no...! I didn't stick around."

The truth is, I was slightly upset by the mess in my hair that Kayliss set for me, but sometimes I'm Nelvia's brother, nothing else, and I decided not to make things rough. Positively speaking, he's better, isn't he?

Besides, humans are brittle, so I don't want to fight.

Then Mr. Sawdill said to him, "Sit down there, Zacica!" and yelling in a harsh tone and letting him sit on the couch,

"Why are you so restless? By the time Lumiche was about you, he was a lot calmer than you are now. This Sir Sephilia looks like a normal child, but he's far stronger than you. Besides, Lord Sephilia is now the Baron, but it's like he's already decided to be Duke. You are noble in the first place..."

"Oh, okay, okay! I'm sorry, Dad!

"Then why don't you stop calling me Father! Such nasty language, where do you remember it!

"Way to go, Father! I'm sorry -!

Tired of eating the sermon attack, Mr. Zassica turned to him dissatisfied with his lips pointing at him. To his childish defiance like that, Mr. Saudil leaks a deep sigh with his head.

Ugh, um... did something get weird because of me following you...? I really envisioned a more, touching face-to-face of my parents and kids...

I thought I had to at least follow this air, and I opened my mouth with a bitter smile as Mr. Nelvia combed my hair.

"I thought noblemen were just hard people, but some people are easy to smudge. If there's someone like a young man and a vibrant old man, we're all going to be fine on a tough battlefield."

When I tried my best to follow up from less information, your brother has embarked on a journey with his eyes sparkling as soon as possible.

"Yes! That's right!! Are you calling me a moodmaker? That's what I am! That's why this character and Nori were treasured on the battlefield!? No, you know what?

Saying so, Mr. Zacica will sneeze and stroke my head around again. So it hurts!

... Then Mr. Nervia started walking silently toward the wall of the living room as he stood in the way as he got me off his knees. And when you pull out a wooden knife that was decorated on the wall, you throw it at your brother with a faint momentum.

"Wow abuzz!? You're going to kill me!

To his brother, who painstakingly grabbed it and stopped it, Mr. Nelvia smiled as he took the long sword that was decorated on the wall as well.

"Dear Brother Zashi. Been a while since you put on your archery?

"Uh, you know, Nelly? Why did you have a long sword? Brother, it's a wooden knife, right? Isn't that strange?

"Rest assured, Brother Zashi. The war is over, so there's nothing wrong with getting hurt a little bit."

"Nelly!? Are you trying to execute your brother for his archery?!?

"Ugh. No way. Uh-huh."

I was panicking about what was going on with Nelvia, a momentum that was going to be slashed without waiting to move to the auditorium...

"We're both making a scene."

So suddenly the living room door opened and a new young man emerged from beyond.

When a very calm, deep voice sounded, the two people who had been making a scene earlier muttered their mouths perfectly and silently.

Hair texture is just like that of Mr. Nervia, a glow that just looks like metal. The long hair was tied to a ponytail and the eyes under the long lashes were pitiful and full of majesty that seemed to foresee everything.

With slallies and long hands and feet at a fairly high height, besides being handsome to the face to the voice, Marquis eldest son, outstanding swordsmanship talent......? What is this, some kind of bug? You can divide any one of them.

Mr. Saudil smiled relieved at the young man who appeared in the living room.

"Lumiche, you were home"

"Yes. I stopped by my room first and was dressed in dirty clothes. Father, it's like a breath disaster, above all else."

Yeah, you too.

When the young man called Lumiche ran his gaze indoors, his eyes caught me first.

"... Is it Sir Sephilia?

"Oh, yes! Nice to meet you, I'm Sephilia!

"Did you still? I'll see you first, my name is Lumiche Renavento. Before returning from the front line, I have seen the trail of war on the other shoreline. Is that the power of the brave?"

"Yes, no I don't... haha"

Ma, well, I did a lot on the other shore...

Oh, no! But most of them are traces of Excelesi getting busted! I refrained from radical magic and stuff as much as I could, so I don't mean to be told that was like a trail of my rampage.

As I swim my gaze and laugh bitterly, Mr. Lumiche has bowed his head with a pepper.

"And he says his sister's taking care of him. Thank you very much."

"No, no! This is Mr. Nervia. He's always teasing me."

When I said that in a hurry, waving, Mr. Nelvia was stuffy as he dyed his cheeks at the edge of his sight. The statement now seems to have been highly poignant, Mr Nervia.... If you're in a better mood, would you please put away the long sword that's in that hand?

Such a look at Mr. Nervia, Mr. Lumiche sees it chilling on the side,

"... then I will give you some rest. Take your time, Sir Sephilia."

That's what I said. For a moment when he was leaving the living room, I had an eye for Mr. Lumiche. But the gaze seemed to have a cold feeling of no heart or animosity...

Kid, it's my fault, right...?

As I glanced at Batan and the closed door, I could see Mr. Nelvia staring at the door where Mr. Lumiche disappeared in the corner of his sight as well, taking a small sigh of sigh.

She seemed a little cheerful, but shortly afterwards she smiled as soon as she and I met each other.

"Master Sefi, you have an appointment with Lurora after this, don't you?

"Oh, yeah......"

"Don't worry about me, please head to your next appointment"

Um, for once, it served the purpose of saying hello to Mr. Nervia's brothers, and if Mr. Nervia says so, shall I sweeten you to the words?

"Thanks! Hey, what are you gonna do after this?

"I'm going to take care of Brother Zashi... and I'm going to ask you to give me an audition. You'll be home by dinner."

Where?

To Mr. Nelvia, who smiles with plenty of inclusiveness, while I give back a bitter smile...... I have nevertheless decided to keep a whisper to myself.

"... because your brother's back, why don't you hit him over here today?

"Huh?"

"It's a hiccup, isn't it? Then... right?

When I say that, Mr. Nervia glances at Mr. Sodil and Mr. Zaceica's face with chills.

"... yes"

I smiled happily and nodded.

Then, like smashing some good, clustered air.

"Say something nice, you!"

I don't know what to say. Mr. Zacica stroked my head feeling.

I saw that. Mr. Nelvia smiled so well,

"... So, Brother Zashi, shall we head to the courtyard"

"Hey, Nelly? If you think about it, brother, I'm going back to war..."

"Just hurry."

The voice of Zacica, who is a little like Yu, is forcefully silenced in a tone that does not allow Nervia to say yes or no.

I ordered Mr Nelvia to 'do it' with a hand signal, touching my messy head.... even the face of the Buddha says up to three times.

To my black grin, Mr. Nervia also responds with a hand signal: 'I'll take care of it'.

Finally, having subtly touched Mr. Zacica's right arm, I magically placed a 'speed limit' on his wrist. This is just the right hand, isn't it?

Thus I followed the Renevento mansion with a very good smile, with a shaky head.