I'm healthy while I can bemoan the tastelessness of my meal.
I'm healthy," muttered Vandal, the god of magic, who was watching Will with his crystal ball.
After dinner, Vandal was curious about Will and was watching him with his precious crystal ball, but as if sensing a magical surge, a group of fussy people came running into the laboratory.
"Hey, Vandal, you're using a crystal ball all by yourself,
Miria, the goddess of healing, comes to you with a change of expression.
What? Vandal, don't you have any feelings for your fellow man?
Ronin, the god of swords, is coming too.
The vandal says as if he had bitten down on a bitter worm.
"You squealers are fussy. I don't want to see my son's face.
That's not going to help you keep your head above water with Will in front of you.
Yeah, yeah.
Two people struggling together. Thinking that this one will never leave under any circumstances, the Vandals compromise.
The crystal ball of vision is finite.
"I'll have to. I'll show you, but please don't jabber in my ear.
I know.
Ronin looks into the crystal ball while rubbing his hands, marveling at his son after a long time.
"...... Will, you're a great guy, you've grown up.
"Yeah? I look like I'm a little skinny. I wonder if I'm eating right.
Neither of these fears are unfounded. I'm not getting any bigger and I'm eating well.
"Vandal, you're one of the people who see it regularly?
"Oh.
"I've been seeing Will from time to time lately," you say without offense, but before you two can get mad, you say.
"I've been watching Will from time to time lately, and there's one thing that's been bothering me.
"What's bothering you?
That's right. --I'll tell you what happened, because there's no way I'm going to hide it from you, but now there are people claiming to be Will's real parents.
"My own parents?
I can't believe that's what happened after I left the party: .......
RONIN is also silent.
Ronin is also silent.
But I guess that didn't sit well with Milia. I'll choke him.
"You swordsmanship idiot. Why don't you say something. It's going to give away our little Will.
"...... seems to be.
Says Ronin.
But then he continues, " Will wasn't born from a tree.
But then he continues, "......Will didn't come from a tree's crotch either. I knew he had a father and a mother. I never thought I'd find one at my age.
The way you talk, you're not going to give them custody.
"No way. It's not that easy. --But I think it's up to Will to decide.
"That's my little girl.
"But I'm an adult. If you had real parents, you could choose to have them.