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

"... permission to embark!

One of the most robust of the ships that had managed to rescue the girl from the far wind just now called out to the Sophie.

I didn't realize, but the crew seemed to know very well that Captain Yoran,

"One moment!

And in reply, Clément and I,

Can I help you?

and asked.

The captain is Yoran, but the owner of this ship is Clément.

And Yoran's employers.

So in such a case, the decision rests with Cremant.

But when he saw my face, and nodded, he said unto Joran,

"Give me permission. Perhaps the Lord of the Voice was the Count of Okrus himself. Sounds familiar. You'll be worried about her."

"I understand."

Then Joran headed for the other ship.

"I give permission! Now, hand over the board....."

It's not too big for each other, so we can get on enough.

The sailors tried to get the handout, but before that,

"Thank you!

and a thick voice, and furthermore,

"Hmm!!

Shortly after that, a roar was heard, and a slight vibration ran over the ship.

"... you jumped in."

When I stunned and said so, Clément smiled bitterly.

"Oh, I'm so worried. If you're talking about your own daughter, of course... you're not a bad man, so you can rest assured there."

That's what I said.

Looks familiar.

Speaking of which, I've known Count Okrus before, but not this time.

Because I am a nobleman who is far from my home.

And then...

"... is Irina safe?!

A man with a large body comes to us in a hurry as he murmurs as if he were sitting on the deck.

"... Nicolai. I know you're worried, but there's courtesy. If a man like you jumps aboard a ship in another house, I'm afraid I'm going to take it."

Clément told the big man in a calm state.

Short-haired black hair, green pupils, a large muscular body, and a powerful face.

He looked like a samurai anyway, but he was actually known in this country as the Knights of the Kintetsu.

In other words, they are my enemies in the past.

However, he doesn't feel like such a strategist.

But that's why he was a man in an armed match from the front, so he was a very troublesome opponent for me.

I just want to make sure there's no conflict this time.

Speaking of which, I didn't hear much of his daughter's name before I remembered.

Sure, I was talking about being physically disabled...

I don't think there was anything like that as long as I checked my body just now.

Maybe it wasn't confirmed enough.

Regardless, Count Nicolai Okrus was called upon by Clément and finally realized that the Duke of Farrence was in front of him.

"... Cremant!? So this ship belonged to the Duke of Farrence!? No, now my daughter..."

Even though Count Okrus was not a plotter, he was never stupid.

Rather, there was an understanding of what was necessary for ordinary aristocrats, and sometimes they did it themselves.

That's why I'm not stupid, but when it comes to my daughter, I don't see anything.

Clément understood that, too.

"Don't worry. Until now, my breathing had stopped."

"Breathe!? Are you okay!?

Count Okrus grabbed Cleman's shoulder in the middle of his words and got upset.

Clément smiles helplessly. You seem used to it.

"... but my wife knew the resuscitation method. I just breathed back. The complexion has also improved considerably, and no particular abnormality has been observed in the body. There you go."

And at the same time as Cremant showed, he just jumped to the girl with a dazzling momentum.

Then he knelt down, touched the girl's cheeks, and cried when he understood that her daughter was indeed alive and breathing.

"Come, Irina... I'm so glad you're alive...! Uhh!

Sieg, who was wiping her face and arms with a towel given to her by the sailor beside Irina,

"Uncle, what's up...? Do you want to use this?

Hand over a towel.

The Count,

"Oh, wow, I'm sorry about this... boy, are you...?

"Me? I'm Sieghart Farrence!

"So you mean Cremant and his wife's son....!

It seems like a lot of exaggeration to be a child, but it was also the Count who was serious around here.

The Border Earls are well placed to deal with the Duke in a relatively close equivalence, given their vast territory and role.

I don't think I'll be so polite as to get along with Clément...

But Cremant gives him the incentive to humble Sieg even more.

Clément approached behind the Count and said.

"... that's how I pulled your daughter out earlier."

"Oh, yeah. I was worried too. I wonder what brilliantly pulled my daughter out of the water."

"That's my son... Sieg's magic."

"Nah, what!? But... that wasn't any attribute magic. There were some magicians aboard my ship, but even the demon fish (Auga Fish), none of them seemed to have been a superior species... I couldn't help but be struck by magic. I can only throw a spear or a bow from a distance... and I can't do much to think it might hit my daughter..."

"I see, that's what happened. Well, I don't know much about Siegfried's magic, but it seems to be a special class. So why don't you just think of it as a thank you for saving my daughter's life? You know it's not good to spread too much, right?

"... a special system! That's why I didn't get hit... If there is a trait that cannot be returned by magic, it is absolutely impossible... no, I know. I swear. He saved my daughter. I'll take the secret to the grave."