The wife of the villains, returning to death to change her mind.

"... that's the trad."

Clément nodded when I said that, looking at the view that had appeared outside the carriage.

"Oh, that's right. You know that river fish cultivation is flourishing. Look, there's a farm, right?

That's what I'm talking about. It's a compartment where the river flows are adjusted and delimited.

Due to earth magic and fortification magic, a sturdy farm is formed, where you can see an incredible number of river fish swimming in natural conditions.

So I had a caretaker who was feeding me something that I didn't understand, and there was a flock of river fish.

I thought I might be living in Trudd, but in contrast,

"Ah... I'm sorry, please stop the carriage. Hey!"

And the carriage window opened and Clément called.

I'm sure you know him.

Cremant used to come to this town before he married me, so it's only natural that there were such people.

But I was surprised to hear the reply from the other side.

"... hmm? Hey, you're not Clemen!?

The person who looked back was a muscular person of great age and lived in the town behind the mountain to see the atmosphere, but the problem was how to call Cremant.

If I knew her, I would have known about Cleman's identity, but I would have abandoned her.

Clément is a relatively frank man of nobility, but his status is the highest duke except for royalty.

In other words, it is a position of nobility other than the royal family, not to be called by renunciation except for his own recognized friends.

And yet...

However, the answer to the discomfort quickly became clear.

"Oh, that's right. Dad... it's been a long time."

Because Clément told the man who approached the carriage.

I mean, he's Cleman's father, Rolf.

I remember seeing her at the wedding, but I didn't know what she looked like or what her skin color was like.

However, when I looked closer, it was definitely a face that I remember.

The aristocratic atmosphere that existed at the time completely faded away, and it feels like a completely civilian town person, but if you look closely, what lies behind its eyes is the uninterrupted sparkle unique to those in high positions.

It seems to value people naturally.

Rolf tells Cremant.

"I see... it's been about three or four years? You've got a lot of piercing. Oops, Elaine was there too."

He noticed my face and said so.

I interpreted lightly, and then,

"Long time no see. Father-in-law. And... Sieg. Say hello to your grandfather."

So Sieg sits on her lap and looks out the window of the carriage.

"Grandpa? It's Sieghalt! Call me Sieghalt!

While tilting his neck, Rolf looked at what Sieg said with a smile.

"Oh, there she is. I'm Rolf. Sieg, I'm sorry I couldn't see you before. The trad was too deep in the mountains to take care of the fish."

That's what I said, but the fact is that you didn't really want to take the initiative to see me.

I'm really sorry about that.

Looking at me the other day, I had a personality problem after many years, and my son Sieg didn't feel as honest as he is now, but twisted it.

Even if you were a grandson, you'd think it wasn't cute.

The child was a parent mirror, which is why Sieg would have grown up like me, and if so, Rolf thought it would be better to avoid seeing him.

In fact, if Rolf had met Siegfried frequently the other day, it was easy to imagine that Siegfried had used Rolf on various occasions.

I don't think that Rolf has no affection or bad personality at all, but rather that he stood around wisely.

This time, I don't intend to raise Sieg like that, and I hope that Rolf will be given the pleasure and pleasure of being a normal grandfather.

Of course, I don't think it would be impossible if it was just troublesome for my grandson, but as far as Cremant was concerned, it seemed like a troublesome person, and I don't think I would be particularly reluctant to engage with my grandson if I or Sieg were decent.

Well, I hope you can understand the area through this visit.

In Rolf's words, Sieg

"Fish! It's full, can you eat it?

"Oh, you can eat it. But these things are still young. There's something to eat over there. I'd love to let you out tonight... Clemen, of course you're staying at home?

Kreman nodded to Rolf's question.

"I would if my father and mom would approve. Although I still have the inn....."

"Don't talk about the smell of water. Parent-child, right? There's plenty of room... and Elaine and Sieg should do the same."

You said you were looking at me and Sieg, so you two,

"Yes, thank you very much"

"It's Grandpa's house!

I said that.

After that, Clément asked me if I would take Rolf to the carriage, but I was told to go ahead because I still had work to do.

Along the way, I say to Clément.

"... is it okay for me to come with you?

Even though Rolf himself was allowed to stay, I wondered if that was really what he meant.

The original injustice had come to a pretty bad point.

However, I was worried that you would do well.

This includes Clément.

"I just want to say that it's okay, but I can't help lying to you. Let me be honest. As a father, perhaps he would like to find out about you during this stay. [M] You've been seeing your father around the wedding, but you've noticed that the impression has changed a lot. Otherwise, I wouldn't ask. So, I'm not going to say absolutely, but you don't have to worry so much."

"I hope so...."

I was hoping that you wouldn't just get suspicious about my sudden change of attitude.