This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

Jared did not reply.

Scattered, I wasn't able to speak out because I was kicked.

If I spoke, I would have dared to keep my mouth shut because my emotions arose that I wanted to help my ancestors.

"Answer me, Jared! Over this period, are you trying to save me!

As he abominably kicked away the boy's hand grabbing his ankle, his ancestors kicked him up yet another time.

Jared looks up at the overly dazzling sky as he rolls over the ground and leans back.

- To be honest, I was sympathetic to my original ancestor Yuna Miharasaki.

A lifetime when he was thrown into a strange world and forced to fight.

Even if he dies, he must live for his children and his people, and he desires the resurrection.

Some descendants want a tranquil death, but that's an unsolicited story.

I cannot forgive you for taking Olivier's body.

But it was the work of Cassandra Hagendorf, and not even the original ancestors named Olivier.

Even Jared, who lost his beloved and was ruled by anger, knew that was about it.

Still, I decided to fight my ancestors - to get my fiancée back and because she told me to take down my ancestors.

But the means to get Olivier back from his original ancestors are not clear.

Therefore, I take the option of defeating.

If you lose Olivier as a result, be prepared to go after him.

The original ancestors said Olivier was still alive.

That made me hope.

But I heard that all of them would merge and become a new someone who was neither Olivier nor the original ancestor.

There is no means left.

Then, as originally planned, every Olivier must defeat his original ancestors.

It is necessary for the original ancestors to fight as human beings living in the modern age, beyond being clear about what they intend to do and what they intend to do.

In an attempt to lose Olivier, there are still important people in this world.

My beloved's family has Jared's own family, friends, and friends.

However, Jared was lost in the depths of his heart.

Can I kill my ancestors who have been swept away by a cruel fate, or what?

Sweet.

Sweet enough to be repulsive.

Because of its sweetness, Jared was rolling to the ground like no other.

- If I were, I could do more, but I couldn't.

Because of this, the power in my hands had been ruined by abandoning previous sorcery.

"... fine, yeah, that's enough. If you want to behave like that, I have an idea."

Bloody and falling on his back Jared's chest rests his ancestors feet.

"I don't expect you anymore."

- Guru, the force was exerted, and there was a sound of ribs clattering.

"Well, I was paying my respects to Olivier Alway for his sacrifice. So I didn't do this country any harm, I meant to treat you politely, too. But that's enough."

More force was exerted and breathing nearly stopped.

I don't grab her legs, I don't freak out.

Jared realized that physical enhancement magic was out, but it was too late.

"I'm so sorry it ended like this, but it's what you invited me to do"

The blemishes and bones creep.

Pressure and pain hit me and I can't concentrate on strengthening my body.

Not as good as this, I was further empowered by the boy I thought.

"I'll let you do whatever you want now. But you don't have to know that."

I lifted the leg I was stepping on once, and the original ancestors said away.

"Goodbye, Jared Murphy"

And he waved down his relentless, fortified legs.