Meanwhile, on Table Mountain, on the other hand.

"Kill the king and I'll die too!

　And raging hysterically was Miria, the goddess of healing.

　Although it was an unthinkable statement for a goddess of healing, Ronin, the god of swords, could not help but understand the feelings.

　It's just that when this goddess goes on a rampage, Ronin has no choice but to be the one who holds her down.

　One or both of them always cut off first, but in the heat of the moment, Miria was the first to cut off. She gets emotional.

　It's a bad role to play, but I'll use my tongue to get the attention of the goddess.

"Calm down, thick-skinned skank. The gods are forbidden to interfere with the earth.

"Who's a thick-skinned skank!

　A spinning kick from Millia comes flying in, but Ronin says as he dodges a paperweight.

'I'm more concerned with the interference.
"I'm pretty sure that's not true. I haven't been God longer than you.

"Then put that flail crap away!

"I can't, I want to see the king's brain plasma in this.

"So don't be a jerk.

　Millia looks at Ronin with tears in her eyes and resentment.

...... don't act like an adult. Are you sure?　Will is going to become somebody's kid, you know?

It's not your home. It's the king's son. He's royalty.

I don't care if you're a king or a beggar, as long as you're not our child.

That has nothing to do with it. We're not related by blood to begin with.

"What a heartless man

"No, no, we may not be related by blood, but we're still parents. That's not going to change.

　Sniffling Militia. Apparently, she seems to agree that it's a good argument.

　However, it's annoying to see Ronin sniffing at the sleeve of her dress. It's a good idea to make sure that you have the right information.

　To Ronin's dismay, it was someone else who had paid attention.
　--He scolded Ronin as well, but the god of sorcery, Vandal, said
　Vandal, the god of magic, says, "Yeah, it's fussy.

"Yea, mayhem!　I've been in people's rooms for a while now, and I've been doing conjugal comedy.

　We are not husband and wife!　The old sorcerer didn't give him a chance to fight back.

"You've been arguing for a while now, but what are you doing, based on information from a few days ago?

　The information from a few days ago, and refers to an update on Will that the three gods had seen in this room.

　Surely then, Will was the king's illegitimate son, and was he not royalty?　There was a strong suspicion that this was the case.

　And earlier, information from the Vandal's Crystal Palace reinforced, or rather confirmed it.

　A scene of Will holding the king's hand and murmuring, "Father," is sent to the gods.

　This image alone seems to suggest that Will is the king's child and will be royalty, but the Vandals understand the nature of things.

　Still babbling, Miria babbles, so Vandal adds with a sigh.

...... "Rest assured, Milia, Will will not become royalty.

...... lie. Because he was the king's child. It'll be yours.

I said not, I'm not. I mean, don't you remember Will as a child?

I can remember every single one of them. I can remember the first time Will laughed, the first time he cried, the first time he stood up, even the date.

"Then you'll at least remember that Will doesn't have a star-shaped mole on his right shoulder?

　With those words, Millia was the first to
"Ah ......
　And a surprised look on his face.

"You seem to remember that look.

Yes, I did. I used to count every mole on my body with Will.

"Unilaterally.

　And supplementing Ronin.
　But," said Ronin, cupping his hand to his stubbled chin.

"So how come Will's guy is the king's kid?

　Ronin is seriously distressed, but Milia also has a question mark on her head.
　Seeing this, Vandal said with dismay.

Are you really gods. I don't think your brains are full of it.

I'm sure you can explain Will's behavior if you say so.

Of course. Who do you think I am?

"The God of Magic Vandal?

"No.

　The old man shook his head slowly and said, "I'm Will's father.

"I'm Will's father.

　When he said that, Will assured him that he was a child of the gods and not a child of the king.




　Will attending the death of the king.
　Behind them are two girls.
　The two girls behind them are the blind priestess Lunamaria and Anastasia the Tree Hero.
　Anastasia wipes out the pagans along the way and comes to the king's chamber.
　There she sees the king being taken up to heaven and a boy watching over her.
　A member of the Kingsguard tries to approach the king, but Anastasia gently stops him with her hand.
　The member of the Kingsguard gasps and nods.

I was rash. They were upset that their father, Your Majesty, had been removed from office.

　Then he cut his cross to God and said a prayer.

I am glad to see your son at the end of his life, even though he was suffering from an illness.

　When the Kingsguard said this, Anastasia said it without changing her expression.

...... Yes, it's nice to see your 'son'. It's good to see your 'son'.

　Hearing those words, Luna Maria comes to me.

　She asks, "Mr. Anastasia, have you not told your men the truth yet?

...... Ms. Anastasia, haven't you told your men the truth yet?

...... sort of.

　replies Anastasia. A member of the Kingsguard asks curiously.

What do you mean?　What are you talking about?

　It was Anastasia, not Lunamaria, who answered.

What Lunamaria is saying is this. What I'm getting at is that Master Will is not a child of the King.

"What!

　The Knights of the Kingsguard look astonished.

What do you mean?　Didn't the Mirror of Truth reveal Lord Will to be Lord William?

　Anastasia shakes her head.

"On the contrary. The Mirror of Truth has revealed that Will is not a child of His Majesty.

"Oh, no.

The truth. --Well, that doesn't matter. It doesn't matter to Mr. Will.

　And Lunamaría nods, and she adds, "But His Majesty the King does not.

Only, His Majesty is not. That's why Master Will was lied to at the last moment. So at the last moment of his life, Will lied to his Majesty to remove the years of rancor from his soon-to-be death and send him to heaven.

That is, Master Will redeemed His Majesty's heart with a 'gentle lie'.

"Yes, I know. Mr. Will is a very kind man.

　They both nodded at the same time, "So what about the real prince then?　What is the secret of Mr. Will's origins? And did not continue.

　What was most important, here and now, or in the future, was that there was a boy in this world who was as kind as Will.

　It was that he would stand in the camp of good and wield the sword.
　It promised a bright future for this country.
　The king, a national icon, was dead, but neither Lunamaria nor Anastasia was pessimistic.
　They thought that as long as there was a boy named Will, this world would never be tainted by evil.
　And perhaps that reasoning was correct.
　No one here had any doubt about it.