On a hill overlooking the King Weatherd capital, there was a small tomb sign.
"... it's been a long time since I've been here"
It is not written in anything on the grave marker, but for him - Wahash, it is the place where his late daughter sleeps.
The carcass is known to have been generously buried by the Baron Doom family.
I am told that the Association of Mages also helped the former court magician to die too soon, and that royalty and court magicians also participated.
Wahash never attended the funeral. I was called. I refused.
The sentimental sentiment that I can't accept my daughter's death, that I don't have a face to match before I said I'd cut the edge - etc. is unfortunate.
I just didn't treat death special because it was my daughter while many of my countrymen were dying.
But my daughter is my daughter. Trying to break up with me in a fight, the things I love are adorable. Wahash buried the knife Liz still used at a young age in this hill and put up a grave mark.
My daughter, who kept defending the country as a court magician, told me to look over the streets she protected -.
"Were you here, Father"
Turning to his voice, he had another beloved daughter, Rosa Lowen, on her knees, and a pufile that was not in her mouth but was similar to her son's.
"Rosa, Pfile, what can I do for you?
"I heard you were going to fight Jared Murphy, so ask your father's heart"
Inside, I laugh bitterly, but not on my face.
I know you two have a life together with Jared. He probably showed himself to his grandson. To Pfile, I know I'm having a kind of friendship.
You're definitely worried you won't kill Jared.
"Rosa, do you know whose tomb mark this place is?
"No, I don't. But now I know. You're my sister, Liz Murphy."
"That's right. I don't even know why that kid became a court magician. Maybe he wanted to go the opposite path to me, where taking lives and destroying them is my business. Or is it because her mother was a magician that she doesn't even know anymore?"
Place a beat, continue.
"That child's mother, unlike me who takes it, was a woman full of justice. I was so attracted."
"Who's that?
"He died a long time ago. I had no family, so an acquaintance asked me to perform a funeral and burial. Maybe Liz sat down in the king's capital because she wanted to be by her mother's side."
Liz's mother, who was an adventurer, was saved by Vault Toyfer where she was dying. I challenged Wahash to battle whether the assassination organization could not be allowed to exist in the world or whether it would restore its vitality. I was fought by play and marveled at its strength. I was fascinated and attracted by my year-round daughter, who could still be described as a girl, a chunk of justice, without merit.
It was the battle that won, but I didn't feel like I won. During her planned stay in the organization, it was a series of tensions more than any other battle for Wahash to spare her legs, have conversations, and build up feelings.
I learned to love someone because of her. And Liz was born.
Afterwards, she will meet Rosa's mother on a certain edge.
"Father, are you sure you want to fight Jared?
"Whatever, fight. Jared himself wants to fight me. If you want to end up different from me than anything else, collision is inevitable."
"Shit."
"Don't panic, it's Rosa. Just fight. I don't kill. It's a good opportunity to see your grandson's strength."
What Wahash is purposefully trying to beat Jared until he gives him a day's respite is rob him of resistance by winning with strength over his grandchildren in full condition. There is also a desire to know with one's own hands the power of grandchildren raised by Almeida.
Otherwise, I would have pushed everyone out of combat on that spot and by now I would have dedicated Annette's neck to this grave marker.
Even though he didn't know, Jared was only saving the lives of the Annettes once.
"I would never kill Jared, who is not my enemy. I want to kill the people who took Liz."
Rosa and Pfile were all hairy and trembling at Wahash, who floated the Annettes behind his brain and gave them a quiet but murderous caged voice.
Wahash's sitting high profile is far from even for those of them who are raised as combatants and proud to have some strength.
"To my knowledge, I don't think that Annette Padge would accept Jared's desired ending. Is there anything we can do?
"Thank you, Pfile. Nor do I believe that woman will go to justice, even if she is defeated by Jared. But I've already hit my hand. Don't worry about it."
"So, Father, what should we do?
"You don't have to do anything. I don't want you involved in this one."
"So, but..."
"This is my personal grievance. I don't want to involve you in anything like that."
To Wahash, who rarely sees it, with a gentle and gentle grin, Rosa, as well as Pfile, becomes indescribable.
"I just have one wish"
"Whatever."
"There is absolutely no battle. No matter how much stronger I am, there is also the possibility of defeating Jared. In some cases, you may die."
No way, I couldn't say Rosa or Pfile.
In particular, Pfile has been defeated by Jared. Jared is stronger now than that night we fought at the Duke of Alway house apartment. It frees the enchanted magic and defeats Luther Fisher without killing Dolph Ayne in the battle ahead.
No matter how much Wahash is strong, sometimes just in case.
There's no other Wahash himself to say, so maybe there's a possibility.
"If I die, the organization is Rosa and Pfile, you guys take over. Now that Dolph's dead, we don't need to maintain an assassination group. Change your organization so you can walk in dignity during the day."
"... Father"
"Wahash."
"Baron Dowm -, rely on Niklas Dowm, not Johann Dowm. I would never do anything wrong. Whether it's a mercenary group or a guard organization, live free."
That's what Wahash told them. He turns his back on the two of them and stares at the city of King's Capital as he puts the tomb marker in his sight.
Even as Rosa tries to say something on her father's back, a strong wind strikes the hill. I felt as if she was being rejected for saying nothing, and she whispered.
"Leave me alone for a while"
When they received Wahash's wish and lowered their heads quietly, the two disappeared without sound.