"Or family ...... family, then ......!?

　Lidylia said the word over and over again in a stunned manner.
　Her face grew bloodier as she said it. Finally, she slammed the table and yelled at Allen.

You've got to be kidding me!　I don't need that ...... thing in my life!
Are you sure about that?

　Allen shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.
　He also took out a stack of papers from his pocket. It was a pile of information about Saint Lydyria that he had researched in the archives of the Athena Academy of Magic.
　Her short life, her brilliant achievements, and her picture-perfect family ...... are all written down in detail.

It's not just your accomplishments that are impressive, but your family's accomplishments as well. There are many glorious anecdotes left behind.
Oh, I've heard of them, too.

　Natalia stopped eating, crossed her arms and made a pouting face. Natalia stopped eating, crossed her arms and made a pouting face, apparently unwilling to talk about her birthplace. She continued as if she were talking about someone else.

I heard that Lydyria's parents were very respectable people and her younger brother, who succeeded her, did his best to help the world. Even now, there is a portrait of the family together in the house.
"Hmm. Friendly, huh? Did it really look that way?
Really?　Yes, at least more so than my family at ....... Yes, but...

　Natalia put her hand to her chin thoughtfully.

Only the portrait of Saint Lydyria was painted separately from the family. It may have been painted after her death.
...... No, probably not. No, probably not. Lydyria would not have been included in the family portrait in the first place.
Why not?　She was supposed to be the first child of the Evans family.
Exactly. But it wasn't official.

　Allen pulled out a new stack of papers from his pocket.
　The paper was so old that it looked like it was about to fall to pieces. But there is something definitive written on it.

"You're just like Charlotte, aren't you, Lydyria? You're a bastard who should never have been allowed to exist.
"What ......?　Saint Lydyria?
"The same ...... as me.

　I'm sure you'll be able to understand what I mean.
　I'm not sure what to make of that. I'm not sure what to make of this.

...... How dare you look into that? I'm pretty sure all the documents that point to it have been destroyed.
It's true that the library of the Academy of Magic would have been a dead end. After all, it's information from another country. There's no way they'd have been able to keep all the behind-the-scenes stuff.

　Even the cause of Lidylia's death is just a guess based on a document that is not too shady. The only way to find out what happened after that was to use a method other than .......

I had to cheat a little. I went to my long-lived acquaintances and asked them about the gossip of the time.
"Your connections are pretty cool, too. First the dark elves, then the black dragons.

　I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.

I'm not sure what to make of it. I don't know what that means.
I don't know. You know that meeting, don't you, Eruka?
"Famous is famous, Mr. Gousset. It's a secret society of the most powerful of the Long-lived Species.
I'm sure you're right, but ...... it's just a club for killing time.　I've been invited to join a few of their activities.
It's the size of the group that's the problem.

　Elder's Alliance.
　The Elder's Alliance is literally an alliance of only the Eldest.

　Elves, dragons, spirits, vampires, ...... and all sorts of other races gather together to do peaceful activities to enrich their lives, which are often too long and boring.

　However, what they do is always dynamic in every way.
　They built a huge island overnight, transformed a bankrupt country into a commercial powerhouse in just one year, summoned people from other worlds,......, and their legend has no boundaries.
　In addition, it is also famous for being involved in a variety of businesses in its spare time.
　As a result, he knows a lot about the backstory of this world.

　At first, he tried to talk to Goussetsu, but he was in another continent at the time and didn't have any good information.
　That's why Allen tried to contact Dorothea. It was a bad idea.
　But he soon found out that he had hit the jackpot.

"Bastard ......?
Yes, it was a well-known gossip.

　Dorothea, like Natalia, had disappeared for some time, but a quick search revealed her in a coffee shop down the street.
　As she sipped her tea elegantly, she held her temples and tried to remember.



I'm sure that the saint Lydyria was the child of the then head of the Evans family and a prostitute. I'm sure you've heard of it.
I'm sure you're not the only one.
I'm sure you'll be able to understand why.　I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out.

　It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your money.
　As soon as she awoke to her miraculous magical powers, the head of the Evans family at the time offered a large sum of money to take her in.

　It seems that the amount of money included a hush money, but you can't put your foot in your mouth.
　A rumor circulated quietly, but because the saint lost her life after only three years, no one talked about it after that.

I'm sure you're aware that the ...... family story is a minefield, but that's why.

　My father sees himself as a money-grubber. My father, who sees himself as a money-grubber, probably doesn't have good feelings toward my stepmother and brother either.
　I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that my own mother took the money and offered Lidyria to me.

I'm sure you have at least one warm memory of being read a storybook by your ...... family.

　It's no wonder she exploded when Natalia said that.
　Allen held up one hand smilingly.

"You have my thanks, Dorothea. I see you can be of some use.
No, no, not at all. What do you say, Mr. Allen? Would you like to join me for tea? Everything on the menu here is excellent!
I refuse. Of course I'm leaving. I don't want to interfere with your work.
I don't want to interrupt your work. - No, don't say that.　Otherwise, I'll be sent back to subspace where I'll be stuck in manuscript hell.
"Okay, five minutes have passed. The interview is over.
What a lie!　It's been less than three minutes!　I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out.

　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.
　The hole quickly disappears, and Allen thanks the man - Dorothea's editor, Yol - for his help.

"I'm sorry I couldn't make it while you were busy.
'It's true that I don't have a moment to spare in my schedule. But I'm willing to make time for a visit if Mr. Allen asks me to.

　Yor bowed reverently without twitching his facial muscles.
　It seems that Dorothea had lied about finishing her work, and had only taken advantage of an opportunity to escape.
　Yoru, who said he had come to capture her, put his hand on his chest and continued with a straight face.

The new romance novel I wrote based on Master Allen is selling like hotcakes. I've been thinking that I should thank you again for a long time. Thank you very much.
"Is it selling well, that worthless book ......
"Yes. It's the biggest hit in our company's history in the last hundred years. It has a lot of fans in our alliance, and they're rushing for more.

　Yoru nodded nonchalantly.
　In the event that you have any questions concerning where and how to use the internet, you can contact us at the following web site: .......
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure you'll do fine. Can you show me the details of what you just said, if they still exist?
'That's no problem. I'll have a look in the warehouse right away.

　Yoru took out a business card from his pocket and introduced himself in a flat voice.

My name is Jor Darkhorn, and I am in charge of the publishing division of the Elder's Alliance. I look forward to working with you for many years to come.
You're the Chieftain of the Kuro Evil Dragon, aren't you ......?

　It's as rare as the Dark Elves, and it's the first of its kind. It's a great deal more than just the connections that come with buying a used house.
　But that's not the point.

　Allen deliberately held up a clipping from the booklet he had been given.

He said, "It would have been quite an ugly story at the time if this had been made public, along with the cause of your death. After all, it's so tragic.
"...... What the hell are you trying to say?
What are you trying to say?" "Oh, it's simple.

　Lydyria glared at him with no attempt to hide her annoyance. I'm not sure what you mean by that.

I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I'm sure you've. That's what a saint really is.
So you're going to be my family instead ......?　If you want pity, give it to the wildflowers. That's very unpleasant.
"Hmm. Pity and sympathy are so cheap.

　Allen didn't back down at all.
　Just like when I picked up Charlotte. He just couldn't stand it. That's all.

I don't remember my own parents very well either. "I don't remember my real parents, either, but I've done enough to keep my days interesting. You deserve that.


"Shut up, shut up!　Don't give me any more of your silly sweet talk. ......!

　Lydyria barked hoarsely.
　The outpouring of power caused the plates on the table to shake and her hair to shimmer like a snake.
　The amount of magic far surpassed that of the attack on Natalia. So Allen chuckled secretly. It seems the mask is about to fall.

"So did your father when he came for me back then. ......!　He said that he loved me and that we should be a family. ...... So I worked for that family until the day I died!　I was foolishly determined to help the family that I had finally made. ......!

　Her birth mother, a prostitute, did not love Lydyria.
　In addition, when her daughter began to flourish as a saint, she begged for more money from the Evans family,......, and her whereabouts are still unknown. She was probably erased.
　That's why Lydyria made an extra effort to help her only family, the Evanses.

"And yet, up until the moment of my death, they were talking about the gold that came from the royal family!　The last thing I heard was that they were planning to manipulate my corpse after my death to make it look alive. ......!
...... I know that too.

　I know that too. I lost my life about six months ago.
　I'm not sure what to make of it. In the event that you have any kind of questions regarding where and how to use the internet, you can call us at the web site.
　A temporary soul was placed in the corpse, and she was given the bare minimum of orders. It is an anti-soul technique similar in principle to the operation of a homunculus.

　In order to prevent her from being discovered, Lydiria's corpse was cremated after she was done. Despite the fact that the common burial method in that country is burial in the ground.

　This is all the information Yol gave me. He let out a small sigh, though he did not move his face.

'That's why I kept this story to myself at the time. To make it public would have damaged her dignity even after her death.

　Lidylia was used and abused while she lived and even after she died.
　Perhaps it is only natural to hope that this time she will rest in peace.

"I certainly wanted a family back then!　I wanted to be loved. ......!　But I don't expect anything from you anymore!　I've had enough of being betrayed!　I've had enough of being betrayed! Why can't you understand that I'm telling you that I don't want to live in this world?
"......!

　I'm not sure what to make of this. I'm not sure if it's a good idea or not. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea.

"f*ck you, you idiot!

　Boom!

　A roar shook the house. A roar shook the house. There was smoke in the living room and a huge hole in the wall facing the garden. It was the first time I've ever been to a place like this.

It's not bad to feint. I'm sure you'll be pleased to hear that.
I'm sure you're not the only one.
Listen, Lydyria. It was five hundred years ago that you were hailed as a saint. I'm sure you're not the only one. In this day and age, ......!

　Lydyria was about to cast her next spell when her eyes widened.
　But Allen moved faster than that. He pounced on Lydyria with a glint in his eye.

I'm sure you're not the only one who has a problem with that.
"What the ......?

　I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I have. But then she looked up fearfully. It's probably because Allen didn't use any magic at all.

"What the ...... hell is this?

　Instead, he quickly rolled his eyes. Instead, he immediately rolled his eyes, because around his neck was a large collar. The leather belt has an ostentatious lock on it, and despite its appearance, it is quite light.

"Huh, this is something that didn't exist in your time. "Huh, something that didn't exist in your time. This is the result of modern technological progress.

　Allen sniffs and sticks his index finger firmly at Lydyria.

"It's a special magic tool. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
I'm not sure what to do.　I'm not sure what to do.

　I'm sure you'll be able to understand why. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　It was a kind of magical restraint device used in prisons.
　I made it quickly and adjusted it before this discussion started. He is a great demon king, so this is no problem for him.

A saint is like a baby when her magic is blocked!　It's a good thing I'm not the only one.
I'm sure you're not the only one.　You, you ......!
"Hahahaha!　What is it?　I'm not going to let you get away with that.　It's not going to hurt or itch!


"Fuuuuuuuuuck ......!!!

　This is a great way to get the most out of your business.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　The fact that she looked just like Charlotte made his heart ache, but Allen kept his mind on it and kept goading his opponent. To the untrained eye, it must have looked like a very bad scene.
　In fact, the onlookers were giving him the cold shoulder.

"Wow, ......, you're not very popular.
"I really don't think that's a good idea.
I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's a good idea.
"Even I, as a demon, am slightly disgusted.
I'm not sure what to say.　I'm not sure what to make of it.

　I'm not sure what to make of it.
　But from the mirror Natalia was holding, Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

'Don't pick on her too much, Mr. Allen. You may be strong, but you are still a little girl, Lydyria.
I'm sure you'll be able to understand that I'm not trying to bully you, but I am trying to discipline you. ......
It's not a good idea. You can't do that.
"...... Okay.
You're too weak, you ......

　In the event you're not sure what you're looking for, there are a few things you can do.
　I'm not sure if you've seen this before.

But now you know, Lydyria. In this day and age, you're nothing more than a helpless child.
"......
And while I'm weaker than Charlotte, I'm far stronger than ...... you!

　I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it.

So, unlike people 500 years ago, I will never use you. Because it's faster and more efficient to work on your own!
"Well, that's absurd. ......
But it's the truth. In your previous life, you were used because you were a saint, but if you were an ordinary child, you would not be worth using. In fact, I don't even need your power.
"............

　Lydyria stared at Allen's face, stunned.

I'm a normal kid, ......?　I'm sure you're not the only one.
"Of course. To me, most people are ordinary.

　Allen crouched down in front of her and looked into her sullen face and smiled.

"It's your saintly self you hate, isn't it?　I'm sure you're not the only one.
I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　He looks down at his hands and speaks one by one.

"Live your life as a normal child," ...... is the first thing he said to me. But I don't think I can do that. ......

　You can use magic, but you can't even read or write properly.
　You can use magic, but you can't even read or write.
　I never got a hug from my mother. I never had a friend.

Don't you think it's a little harsh to ask me to live as a normal child when I've only known how to live as a saint?
"No, I don't.
"No. ......

　It was not Allen who denied it in a quiet voice, but Charlotte.
　You'll be able to find a lot more information on this subject in the following article.

I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I'm sure you've seen it before.
You say it so simply, ...... but will it work?
You say it so simply, but will it work? You say it's easy, but will it work? It was all taught to me by Mr. Allen.

　As if to cheer up the depressed Lidyria again, Charlotte continued cheerfully.

For example, ...... we can have breakfast and go to town and plan the menu for dinner together. And sometimes we'll take our lunches and go away.
Can you include fried shrimp in my lunch ......?
"Of course. When we get back from our outing, we'll take a bath and talk about the fun we had that day. Then we'll have a warm glass of milk and go to sleep.
That's a ...... kind of day to be sneezing at.
But that's what makes me happy.

　Charlotte reaches out from the mirror to a smiling Lydyria. Just as Allen once did to save her from a nightmare.

'I won't let you be lonely anymore. We'll be with you forever.
"Charlotte. ......

　Lidylia's eyes widened.

(......?)

　Then Allen's head snapped up.
　Charlotte's words sounded familiar to him for some reason.


　Words not unlike the ones he had sent her in the past. Somewhere, sometime, in Allen's life, someone had said them. I couldn't help but feel that.

(Uncle, or ......?　(Uncle, or ......, but that's not important right now, is it?

　The memory is fuzzy, and even the outline is uncertain.
　The vague sense of déjà vu fades as he does so, and Allen switches his thoughts.
　Lidylia slowly shook her head.

"No! I can't do that.
"Don't be stubborn, Lydyria. I'm sure you're a little upset yourself.
...... Even if you were. Even if you were, this body would still be Charlotte's.

　Lydyria holds her heart and sighs.

I'm sure you'll be able to figure out what's wrong with me. I don't think I want to live long enough to violate the rights of the living. ......
"Oh, don't worry about that either.

　"Don't worry about that either," Allen grins, patting the nodding shoulder.
　Such fears were trivial. After all, Allen...

I'm a man who does what he says he's going to do. Leave everything to me.
"You're looking pretty badass, you ......