Nacht sucked lovingly at his scraggly lips.
　The taste of melted flesh spread through his mouth. An unpleasant sensation like tasting carrion washed over him, but Nacht didn't care about it.
　But Nahat doesn't care about that, because her zombie-like body is a medal for having survived the fires of hell for 20 years.
　I drop a kiss in praise of the girl.

　A magic circle with geometric patterns overlapping the earth spread out.
　A blessed wind blows through the heavens.

　Tattered skin, lost hands, crumbling flesh, and melted organs are regenerated.
　The regeneration is not confined to the body alone.
　A tiggy, disproportionately mingled spirit is united and reconstituted. The tattered soul is filled with new strength and a profound glow.

　It was a rebirth and a creation.
　The extreme light filled the eyes and all of his vision. A light that celebrated the birth of a new warrior.
　Behind such light, a small child who hadn't moved slightly slowly opened its eyes.

'--Good morning. It's all right now. I've chased away all those horrible dreams.
　The girl's body was struggling and trembling. Her wounds had healed, her eyes widened, and she was still trembling painfully as she confirmed that she was safe.
　She opened her eyes sometimes painfully and then closed them again, as if she were in lingering pain. I touched my missing ears and arms again and again, and drops gently pooled around the little girl's eyes.

'.........there it was........it was.........'
　With Nacht's exceptional hearing, a voice so weak that it was barely audible came through softly.

''-- Yeah, good job,''
　Nacht just held her compassionately and stroked her smooth hair, gently.


　A single drop trickled down his beautifully regenerated face.
　A voice that must have been screaming inside, tears of mixed emotions poured out as it continued.

''-- Yeah, you've endured it well,''

I was going to ....... I couldn't do it... and it was so hard... that I wanted to go to bed...

Yeah, I'm proud of you guys.

--egg..........
　It endured, endured, endured, and gave birth to all its pain. He spilled tears and left his entire body to Nacht.
　The later the calmer the cries came, the more peaceful the cries were. He was like a baby born.
　Nacht holds the brilliant little one in his arms like a Virgin.
　Seeing such a scene.

Beautiful....

　Aisha couldn't help but spill that out.
　Her golden hair, darker than gold, shining brightly, wrapped around her angelic child face. Her emerald and crimson jade eyes were crisp, making her look more juvenile. The long ears peculiar to the elves that popped out, casually twitched Nacht's heartstrings.
　There was a small body and hands that looked even smaller.
　Warm, a child's hands.
　The newborn girl is zero years old, but she looks like a child of four or five years old.
　As I was admiring her, I saw that she was



　I thought I heard what a voice said, but it must have been my imagination. It had to be.
　I gently stroked her golden hair.
　As I was doing so, as if I were nurturing a child, I suddenly heard a voice.



What, what, what?
　It was Aisha who raised her voice.
　However, the little girl didn't care and hugged Nahat tightly and said repeatedly

'Ma-ma!　Mom, Mom!
　Like a spoiled child, he hugged me and buried his tear-streaked face in my chest.

'Alright,'
　Nacht stroked the pampered little girl as she fondled her. Is the indescribably calm feeling that welled up in the back of her mind maternal or parental love - Nacht, who was only a virgin in her previous life, let alone married, would never understand, but the sensation of being stained by the girl's tears and snot was strangely unpleasant, but she did not feel bad about it! (Sighs)

Wait, what?　Even Lord Nacht!
　Distraught, he turned to Aisha, who was screaming at him.　

"...As is, I'm afraid of my dad's face...

　What a little girl," the little girl said, almost crying.

'Who's your daddy?!

Hi Daddy, I'm scared...

'Ha, Aisha Dad, I'm not afraid of you. He's just a little confused and unable to keep up with the situation.

'Huh?　Is the bad guy Aisha?　I mean, even Master Nacht called me Dad!　At least let me be a mom too!
　As Aisha said this, the little girl swelled up and fluffed the small Nacht's breasts.
　Then she looked at Aisha's breasts as if they were on the horizon to compare, and nodded with conviction.

'Papa!'

'Why?　I-I-I just came to an awesome rude conclusion, didn't I!　You definitely made fun of Aisha's breasts for not being as full as a man!　Hey!
　Aisha, with her tremendous swordsmanship, seemed to spew out every possible vindictiveness in the world. The little girl involuntarily hid behind Nacht's back.

'Well, calm down, Aisha. If I'm a mommy, Aisha is a daddy. If I'm your dad, then Aisha is your mom, that's all.'
　As if Nacht's words were unexpected, Aisha turned red and became silent with a huff.
　As I was enjoying such an exchange, Urs, who was aghast at the side, was spilling tears as if seeing a vision.

　Good luck!

　But the little girl who was called Olivier shook her head.

''No ... no, Olivier, no!

"...Olivier-sama.......?
　But the little girl stares up at Nacht.

'Mum, Dad--Give me your name.
　In spite of his young age, Nahat quietly ponders the seriousness of his expression, which is somewhat filled with determination.

It's not hard to imagine that if you called him "dad" again...
　Nacht interrupts Aisha's words and says

'I'll name it for you instead of your mean daddy.
　Nacht opens his mouth, leaving Aisha unfaithful for a bit, "Is the bad guy Aisha again?

　--Shtel--.

　Nacht's voice cut through the darkness, and Nacht's voice was wooden with power.

'It's your name. Shine as brightly as you can in, beside, and next to me and Aisha.

Shtel--Shtel!　My name is--
　Shtel put his hand to his chest as if he were holding a precious treasure and repeated the name over and over again with joy.　　
　And so Nacht had a daughter.




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So, will you explain to me what this is all about, Mr. Nacht?
　Urs comes up to me with the most terrific swordplay I've ever seen.
　Of course, the fact that he wants you to explain is probably referring to Shtel, who called Nacht a mom and refused to leave even now.
　It's no wonder that his words and gaze are filled with anger like a demon. It's a good thing that the chief of the elven village has turned into an outsider's daughter, so it's tempting to get angry. Nacht was convinced that Urs was a moderately sensible person, so he was the type to have a hard time.

'Yes, Nacht-sama. I would love to have you explain it to me!'

　And for some reason, even Aisha is turning to the enemy. It's a result of responding to Aisha's suggestion and request.

The two of you calm down--what are you so angry about? I've been able to lift the curse, save the chieftain, and heal the world tree as well, as requested by the two of you - the magic of the forest will soon be calmed down, see, no problem.
　That's what Nacht tries to say, but they don't seem to be convinced.

'So why is Nacht-sama having a daughter as a result of that!

"How dare you say 'Master Nacht' - our son?

No!
　Nacht falls in love with Aisha, who answers immediately and amusedly.

''Oh no - you didn't even do that!

Rather, it's always Aisha who does things like that, isn't it?

Aisha said let's do it. Don't think it's cool to just do what you have to do and shirk your responsibility. Let's just love her like she's our own child.

'No, sir!　I haven't done that with Nachtasama yet.
　Shtel was not happy with Aisha's embarrassment.

'It's not a tiny thing!　Shtel is mom and dad's baby!

'Yes, Stell is cute!'

Heh.
　Aisha's mood became even worse as she rubbed her cheek against a huffy Shtel.

''Don't fool me!　And who's my dad?

Don't say that. You see, I've held you in my arms and you know what I mean.
　With that said, Nacht handed the shtetl she was holding to Aisha.
　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

The first thing that comes to mind is that your father's hands are warm.
　Aisha's heartstrings were tugged by Shtel, who looked up at her with an innocent smile.


　What a whimper, he let out a moan and then ruffled his hair.

"Daddy, hug, hug.
　Aisha can't help but reach out to Shtel, who jumps around and struggles to get Aisha's little hands to lift her up.
　Her violent, adorable smile makes him want to take cover without question. There is no way to resist that figure that seems to break even Nacht's fascination resistance.

''Mmm, already--it can't be helped.
　Aisha is completely captivated by Shtel.
　Forgetting herself, Aisha, who is happily playing with Shtel, comes back to herself with calmness.

''That's not what I meant!　Why is this child becoming our child?　Wasn't he the head of this village?
　Nacht laughs at Aisha's words.
　I don't know if she's aware of it, but Aisha seems to be on the verge of accepting Shtel as well.

'The former girl called Olivier and the spirit of the World Tree were both battered and damaged beyond their external wounds. Even if their surface wounds had been healed, they would have become mute cripples. That's why I used the 'Dragon Squire' - what I gave him was the power of the 'Dragon Knight'. The two intervening souls were regenerated and reborn, with the blessing - that is our child, Shtel.
　Those eyes, which have become odd-eyed, appear to be the expression of a spirit that has been assimilated with the girl.

''That's--me and--''

'Not strictly speaking the same, but it's an analogy. It was the only way I could save her. Does Aisha regret my actions, or do you regret yourself for prompting them?
　To such a nasty question, Aisha said without even showing any signs of thinking.

''No way, I wouldn't do it,''

Ha, me too.　
　When I said that, for some reason, a smile appeared on my mouth. If you look at it, Aisha was also laughing, and only Shtel was tilting her head in wonder.

''Then why is Nacht-sama a mother?　And how can I be a father?

'I can only say that's because that's how Shtel perceived it. Since they shared the same magic power, it wouldn't be surprising to recognize them as family. Besides, it's nice. As a result, Aisha and I had a child as a result.

'I would have welcomed you if you weren't my father but this is still Aisha being a girl, you know?

'Haha, Aisha's cute - though I'd rather be her father.

Yeah!　I'm a mom!
　But Shtel says so.

'Ha, it's the adults who can be patient, Aisha.

Well it can't be helped but I'm a big boy!
　Nacht pats Aisha's head as she says with a strong, adult emphasis.
　She seems to have accepted Shtel as well.
　Just as I'm feeling relieved, the voice breaks in again.

''I mean, it's not that!
　With a word of some kind of déjà vu, Urs approached with great vigor.

''Olivier-sama!　No, Master Shtel can you please tell us?　What happened on that day twenty years ago?　Who was that man in the mask?　Besides, Lady Floria....
　But those words didn't last until the end.

''Yea.........''
　Seeing Shtel, who was pale, Urs couldn't help but hold his tongue.

''Yea........!　No....!　No!　No, no, no, no, ouch!　I've had enough of that!
　When he was crowded in, Shtel started screaming like a madman, as if he remembered something.
　Aisha rushed over and hugged his body.

''What--!　Olivier, sir....

'No!　Don't!　Don't!　It's so annoying I can't stand it!　No, oh no, well, well--pah!

"The sleep of sleep, the happy dream.
　Nacht cast a spell on Shtel in Aisha's arms.
　Shtel, relaxed and relaxed, eventually fell asleep peacefully.

'That's enough--no need to force me to remind you.

"But, Sir Nacht--

Don't worry, Urus. Nacht will find out the truth without consulting anyone. And besides, the culprit responsible for the boy's suffering will be brought to justice by me.
　Nacht said, more emotionally than ever before.

'Nacht-sama--?'

The death curse that cursed Shtel must have been deliberately held back.

'　What does that mean!

'I don't know who or where he used it - I'm sure he was deliberately trying to leave room for resistance and prolong the agony of his death - it's in bad taste and it makes me sick.
　Originally, the death curse that Nacht knew was always killing the target three days after receiving it - a kind of death sentence.
　The only techniques to resist were the skills (skills) of a high-level recovery position that even had a limit to the number of times it could be used, or a special potion synthesized by the canst player, such as Dusk Drop. In the game era, there was a perception that once you received the curse, it was an extremely expensive curse to break.

　However, in this world - it is truly a deadly poison that eats away at your life.
　It is a curse that even eats away at the soul.
　It was used as if it were a plaything and made Shtel suffer.

'I don't know the pain of the body decaying - but if you touch Shtel's soul, you can understand how terrible the pain is.
　Nacht tried to work and maintain his composure in front of Aisha and Shtel, but inwardly he was more furious than ever.
　A surge of magic power gushed out and scattered the leaves of the trees. In an instant, the powerful wave spread out, causing ripples in the atmosphere.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more to say about it. If I accidentally release my power, I'm likely to reap the benefits of the great tree I've just fixed.
　The moment you open your hand somewhat, - as an aftermath of suppressing it to the limit, a gust of wind that might make you scream out was blown through.

'Prepare yourself--I'll make you regret it for messing with my family, I promise.

　Nacht quietly pronounced to his still unseen enemy.