Usotsuki Senki, Meikyu wo Yuku

Lil was looking up at a house in a residential area off the boulevard.

It's not necessarily compared to Lil's raw house, the Archivist's mansion, but it's smaller than the apartment we're living in right now.

Such a small house was where Oz lived.

Lil has been relying on a handout from a school-age acquaintance for the past few days to find where his family lives. It was very surprising that Lil himself asked around the school officials, but I guess the situation was widespread this time around. She was generally able to tell me without any problems.

Just in the meantime, the funeral of the Royal Army platoon, including Oz, was over. Fifty hierarchies. Military burial of the brave men who stood up to the Lord. Lil regretted not being able to participate in it.

Still, I arrived at Oz's home looking for him. I knew in the process of looking for this house that he was my only son and lived in this house with his parents.

Lil, who often looked up, calms his mind and solidifies his resolve. If you distract yourself, you will weaken your mind and turn forward.

"Yes, yes, who is it?"

When I knocked on the knocker and informed him of his visit, he was a woman in her forties or so who came out in response.

"Um, Oz......, that's what I was with."

"Well, you're my son's friend."

"Friend, can I just say..."

"Oh, well, I don't know, maybe he was a lover."

"No......"

Hands together and make your voice bounce happily. I would be Oz's mother. I nag her with a weak attitude, not even like a lil.

To such a lil. Oz's mother hurriedly breaks off the subject.

"Oh, I'm sorry if I offended you. Go ahead, it's a small house, but go up. My husband's at work, so there's nothing to be upset about.

"Thank you for inviting me. Let me give you a sweet word.... Alicia. Wait outside."

"Certainly."

Leaving her entourage, Alicia, outside, Lil is invited to the house. It was still a small house as it appeared, just a short walk down the hallway and that was already the living room.

"My son's acquaintance has made me need many more over the past few days, but I've never seen a pretty lady like you before. So, Auntie, get up."

I guess she's partitioning the chores herself. Serve the quick tea in front of the lil.

Because of the fragrance, tea leaves are not a luxury product. While sniffing it away, Lil feels fond and mouths.

Warm black tea then falls through your throat into your stomach.

"My son, I'm glad to have a beautiful child here when I was depressed that it might not have been worth it. If I had a son, I'd have never been a woman."

"Yes, it is."

She's a decent woman with a bright attitude that people like. There was little interaction, but I wonder if it looks much like Oz.

"Um."

To Oz's mother, who plays her voice in a good mood, Lil cuts to the main point.

"I was in Mr. Oz's final battle."

"Ara?"

Oz's mother blinks her eyes.

"A lady like you, in the labyrinth?

"Yeah. I look like this, and I'm an adventurer. So when I got down to the 49th floor, the 50th hierarchy lord appeared, and as platoons of armies, including him, fought, I... ran away."

Lil, who confessed his sins, squeezes his trembling hand on his lap. Oz's mother, who had something in mind when she heard about Lil like that, snapped like she thought, "Oh."

"You, maybe Mr. Lildor."

"Eh?"

Speaking of which, I realize I hadn't named him yet, and then I wonder why, even though I haven't named him.

"Oh," laughed Oz's mother, finding out Lil's identity was noble.

"I'm sorry. As you can see, it's a poor minister's house, so it's not like you can treat a noble lady. My attitude is rude, too. I don't know what to do. I'm oblivious to that…………"

"Oh, no, I'm like I'm already out of touch with my parents. Don't worry too much."

"Really? It would help if you said so."

I grin and grin at Lil, who waves in a hurry. Oz's mother, who soothed the air, began to tell her why she knew about Lil that way.

"My son, he talked to me every once in a while. He said he had a great kid who was an adventurer."

"Oz...... by?

"Yes, there was an amazing adventurer in the same school like I know, Mr. Lyla. Mr. Lildor has been the one to talk about it for the past six months or so. Ten left high level adventurers. I crossed twenty tiers in three months. He's taking down the field boss with ease. In six months he crossed the forty-four tiers. When I was in school, I was supposed to be a girl who couldn't fight at all, but she told me it was amazing."

Talk about the hearsay of your son in a way that makes you miss him. He must have been a friendly parent and child who would talk about what he saw and heard that day at dinner.

Small house, small room.

I'm sure that's how close the parents and children were.

Lil remembers her spacious own home in the cold, shaking it right off her head. What we need to talk about now has nothing to do with it.

"No, I don't have much. After all, she was just a little girl. Because if I'm amazing..."

Yes, if I was really amazing. If you were as strong as that Lyla Toja.

"… Your son did not die."

When it comes to qualifying yourself as a hero, you could have crusaded Kanyel on that occasion. of the scattered platoon over there. They must have been helped. There's no way Colo would have let me get away with it.

"You know, Mr. Lildor"

Seeing Lil tremble at regret and her lack of power, Oz's mother speaks calmly.

"I advised my son to be a soldier."

Face up to unexpected words.

Oz's mother has a serene smile that hasn't changed since she picked up Lil at her doorstep. My son just died and I realize how this guy can be laughing like this.

Under its eyes, even makeup appeared so thick that it was deluded.

"That kid has always admired adventurers. Like a boy. I thought that would be fine, but beyond my height, you still have those dreams. Exactly, I told you to stop doing that when you're that old. Adventurers are not unstable."

There's supposed to be a sadness for my son's death, but he's attacked by a tragedy that should allow him to cry out without blindfolding people, and still smile calmly in public, hiding his weakness.

I realize that adventurers are unstable. Hard to secure a place to live, too. Even though I live that day with my body as my capital, I am constantly at risk of serious injury or fatal injury. Whatever child you admire for a hero, it's a profession you repel if a normal person grows up.

"If you ask me what I want to be an adventurer for, here's what I'm gonna say." Like a hero of a story, I want to protect someone, "he said, shy. That's why I said. If you want to protect someone, be a soldier. If I told you I shouldn't be in the army, you'd really be a soldier."

I spoke of my son's dreams about his past, which gave him the impetus, and that's how I connected him to the next word for Lil, who is only the first time I met him.

"So, you don't have to hold it, do you?

Lil glances at the gentle words spinning by the mother who has just lost her child.

"My son, Oz, died the way he chose. That was the path I recommended. You don't have to bear that child's death. You just happened to be unluckily present at that kid's place of death?

With a calm face, Oz's mother reaches out her hand to Lil.

Unnaturally severed, she gently stroked Lil's transverse hair, which was all over the place.

"Beautiful hair... that must have been tough, right?

Saying so, Oz's mother smiled gently at Lil.

Come back, they dropped me off with the word.

"How was it, ma'am?"

Alicia welcomed Lil, who had finished her conversation, a little worried. Officials present at the end of the tragedy went to see the survivors. The consideration is that you may be able to hit words without sayings.

To Alicia like that, Lil snaps back puffy.

"Thank you very much. Nothing like that."

Lil, who came here, was going to be scolded. I was going to take it spoiled for about a flat hand. I was going to accept that and change it to ready to move on.

That's why Oz's mother laughed and forgave Lil.

I couldn't say anything.

I didn't come to redeem you, but I was forgiven.

"Neither have I."

Oz's mother was strong enough to make me cry.

Lil has to get that strength. As much as I admire that, she was a strong person.

Alicia gently becomes a wall and hides Lil's tears from her surrounding gaze.

"Are you okay, ma'am?"

"…… Naturally."

There are people in this world who are stronger than themselves. Informed of the thoughts of those who still live strong, even if their loved ones are lacking, Lil sees the sky in tears.

It doesn't reflect Lil's heart. It's a clear day with no clouds. The sun shines brightly on the world. It shines brightly like a blessing for everything that is raw.

To such a blue sky, slap the words to try.

"Who do you know about me?"

The blue sky does not disturb as much as one person died. The earth spreads unloosely, and does not collapse when it is easy. This world is great and strong and at times harshly encompasses all mankind.

Knowing the breadth of the sky, the certainty of the earth, the size of the world, and the strength of the ordinary people who live there, Lil shouts.

"I am a lildor who shines in the world!

In order to be strong enough to shine in this world, to emit a first light among those who work strong, it strengthens and flourishes beyond its limits.

I get caught up in this vertical roll to show it, even if they say it's useless. That's not for someone. Strengthen that it is to strengthen you, to put the thoughts of the dead on board, to weave the thoughts of those who live, to involve everything that is raw, to let you go how far ahead.

Once again, she consolidated her resolve and Lil moved on to her adventure.

Fifty tiers, during the harsh (Kevlar).

At the bottom of the dark land, Kanyel was testing his potential.

Magic that produces blue sand. It can also be a giant rock. Hardness is equal to Kanyel's methyl. I can't manipulate freely, but I can eject and fly momentum well.

The sand and rocks accumulated at the end of such trials and errors were transforming the sight of the fifty tiers.

Kanyel continues to wait as she advances her magic understanding and workouts.

"If you're coming, come………."

Go beyond.

A demon.

The fate of the Fifty Hierarchy Lord.

Be proud of your power, not only of the methyl you have been given, but also of the riches you have been born with. What is given as fifty hierarchical lords is not enough. I must use the new power I have acquired myself and leap in combination with my present self.

Otherwise, how can we reach that distant sky?

50 Exceeds limits as hierarchical lord. If you don't, your thirst is no match.

That's why we need it. In order to surpass the destiny of defeating oneself, powerful enemies are essential to feed one's growth.

Trial is what builds oneself.

Hardship is what grows thoughts.

"'Seeds', 'wounds'. I can't defeat my destiny...!

To satisfy his thirst, the demon who wanted the sky awaited his enemies.