Of course, Belgriff, as an adventurer, did not long for fame or fortune, nor did he even wish to be an important individual.
When he was a young adventurer, he only did small quests that allowed him to obtain enough money for his food and daily life. But even someone like him, deep in his heart, wished he could see at least a glimpse of true powerâŠ
And although he was now forty-two years old, that feeling had not completely disappeared.
He had lost his right leg and returned to Tornela with the intention of retiring as an adventurer, but that did not stop him from training daily. He proudly accepted the fact that he now had a prosthetic leg and worked much harder than a regular person would in his rehabilitation.
Because of that, he is able to fight C and B Rank magic beasts, even though he had only reached the E Rank himself. And now it is clear to him that the reason behind all his effort is that, somewhere in his heart, he does not want to stop being an adventurer. It is not only the need to protect the village and its people but also the desire to continue competing with his former companions, who are surely still adventurers.
Thatâs why he doesnât object to the idea of having his abilities recognized. This makes him feel more confident and, at the same time, allows him to regain some of the pride he thought he had lost a long time ago.
ââŠBut this is different⊠â
âWhatâs the matter, Daddy? Do you have a headache?â
Angeline has an expression of concern as she caresses Belgriffâs head. Itâs a delicate gesture, reflecting the girlâs affection for her father. And since Belgriff knows that Angeline doesnât have any ill intent, it doesnât bother him at all.
That doesnât fix the fact that now many people, in places heâs never been before, know that nickname. However, thatâs the opinion that her daughter, Angeline, has about him, so she hadnât done it with bad intentions. There is nothing he can do about it, even if he screamed with all his strength inside his head.
Besides, Belgriff has always treated his daughter with affection. He would never think of raising his voice in front of herâŠ
âHey, Bel. You donât have to come to the meeting tonight,â Kerry says, poking his head in from the entrance.
âWhat? WhyâŠ?â asks Belgriff, lifting his face.
âBecause Angeline has returned home, and even someone like you will be too excited to concentrate on the meeting.â
âMmmâŠâ
Kerryâs right. Even if he attends, his mind is in total chaos and he wonât be able to add anything to the meeting. He is happy that Angeline has returned, but right now, a new problem is arising.
Belgriff scratches his head with an uncomfortable expression
âIâm sorry, Kerry.â
âOh, thatâs okay. We mustnât depend on you for everything! Gahahahaha! Hey, Burnes! Move faster, will you?â
Burnes glances at his father and enters the house with some blankets.
âMr. Bell, where should I put⊠â
âOh, on the straw⊠Whatâs wrong?â
Burnes is watching Anessa and Miriam as if bewitched. When Belgriff calls him, he starts moving again and carries the blankets. Then, he approaches Belgriff and whispers.
âThe girls from the city are very beautiful, after allâŠâ
âYes, yes. But if Rita listens to you, youâll make her cry.â
âWhy do you have to mention Rita?! She has nothing to do with this!â
Burnes quickly places the blankets on top of the straw and leaves the house with a red face. Kerry, on the other hand, has an expression of astonishment.
They are pretty⊠But I still think our children are the cutest of them allâ.
âHaha, thatâs good, isnât it? Didnât you say that all the time, a few years ago?â
âBirds of a feather, don't you think? Well, Iâm beatâŠand it doesnât matter anymore. Go back to your daughter. Mr. âRed Ogreâ Belgriff.â Kerry says in a funny tone and leaves the house with a smile on his face.
Belgriff scratches his head with a wry smile. A nickname is something people say on their own accord, and since this time itâs a nickname that Angeline herself has thought of, Belgriff canât say that is something bad.
It is funny, though, that a middle-aged man who is not even an adventurer and works in the fields should have a nickname like that. Belgriff doesnât remember performing so many feats as to deserve a nickname, much less one so âflashyâ. The feeling of not fulfilling the expectations that something like that implies is quite uncomfortable. If the recognition a person received wasnât âfairâ, the person wouldnât feel comfortable at all.
âMmm⊠Did I do something wrong? Did I do something to upset you, Daddy?â Angeline asks restlessly, seeing Belgriffâs uncomfortable face.
Her eyes reflect some tears. He canât get angry when he sees her like that. Belgriff shrugs his shoulders and does his best to smile.
âNo, itâs not that⊠I know how you feel about me, Angie. But Iâm not sure Iâve done anything so praiseworthyâŠâ
As far as he knows, heâs only defeated C or B Rank magic beasts. While he is known to be Angelineâs father, everything Angeline has accomplished since she became an adventurer has been on her own merit. Belgriff is happy for his daughter, but once again, he hasnât done anything extraordinary.
Seeing Belgriff's expression, Anessa and Miriam tilt their heads.
âMmm⊠So, Angieâs dad isnât as good as she says?â
âMaybe Angie was exaggerating the whole time~?â
âThatâs not true!â Angeline stands up with a furious look in her eyes. Her companions began to shake uncontrollably.
âMy Daddy is very strong. As I said, I could never defeat him with the sword.â
âBut Angie, that was more than five years agoâŠâ
âWhether it was five or ten years ago, it doesnât matter⊠It doesnât matter!â Angeline declares out loud, drowning out Belgriffâs argument.
Belgriff believes that those five years have made a huge difference, however. But at that moment, Angeline hits the table with an expression that reflects her bad mood.
âIf youâre not satisfied, then Iâll prove it to you! Daddy!â
âY-Yes.
âHave a match with me!â
âOh, yes⊠Wait, whatâŠ? N-No, Angie. You must be exhausted after your tripâŠâ
âI said Iâm fine⊠Now, come on!â After saying this, Angeline leaves the house with a sword in her hand.
âWow, so Iâll be able to see the swordsmanship from the rumors~. I'm looking forward to it~,â says Miriam cheerfully.
âAngie and Sasha said itâs awesome. Iâm going to study it carefully,â murmurs Anessa as she nods.
Immediately after that, the girls leave the house. Belgriff grabs the sword that is leaning against the wall without saying anything, and he hangs his head.
âI donât even know whatâs going on anymoreâŠâ
â
âTake this seriously, Daddy!â
The sky, which until then was clear, is now covered by thin white clouds. They are not dark enough to bode rain, but big enough to cover the sunlight. The recently thawed soil has some puddles and mud. So they run the risk of falling if theyâre not careful.
Father and daughter are facing each other in the garden. Belgriff still looks puzzled, and Angeline still looks angry.
Angelineâs anger is not directed at Belgriff, but she is a little frustrated with him. Because a person as trustworthy as Belgriff has always suffered from his lack of confidence. She wants her father to be as praised as he deserves. Even if, somewhere in her mind, she knows that this behavior is unreasonable.
On the other hand, Belgriff is still a bit confused, but when he mentally prepares for combat, he realizes that he is also in a state of awe and calm. Itâs been a long time since he felt this way, but for now, he canât help it.
He knows heâs at a disadvantage. His strength cannot be compared to that of Angeline, who is still an active S Rank adventurer. Belgriff isnât even an adventurer anymore. There is the risk that Angelineâs perception of him collapses and she ends up disappointed. If this happens, she may stop loving her father.
However, children eventually outgrow their parents. Many of the village children are now responsible, well-educated men and women, much more than their own parents.
ââŠWell, this is also part of a parentâs job, isnât it?â
As Belgriff continues to mumble, Angeline pulls her sword out of the sheath. Belgriff lets out a sigh of admiration at the sight of her daughterâs combat posture. He is glad to see how much she has improved.
From an early age, Angeline has repeatedly shown glimpses of her talent. On more than one occasion, Belgriff had problems when facing the 10-year-old. Each time, Belgriff had to train even more on his own. Maybe it was due to his stubborn pride, but he didnât like the idea of losing to his little daughter. And itâs because of this, that the swordsmanship he thought heâd given up a long time ago has grown steadily ever since.
But this time itâs different. Angeline has faced many high-ranking adventurers and magic beasts in the city of Orphen. Her sword technique probably goes beyond anything Belgriff can imagine. He would not be ashamed to be defeated by her. However, he canât give a bad impression.
Belgriff also adopts his combat posture. It is a posture full of openings that, at first glance, resembles the Nioh posture*.
However, his right arm, where he holds his sword, responds to each of Angelineâs movements without hesitation, swinging at small intervals. Itâs like heâs inviting Angeline to attack.
Angeline was happy to see Belgriff like this. No sign of weakness. Itâs just as she expected, her father will always be the sameâŠ
At that moment, a strange tension takes hold of the garden. It is as if a thread is stretched to the max and could snap at any time.
Anessa and Miriam, who are in a corner of the garden, feel they canât breathe. Their hearts beat slowly and loudly. Itâs a resonance that powerful people emit, and they can feel it thanks to their high-ranking.
The drops of water left on the ceiling fall to the floor. Belgriff reacts to this movement and twitches his eyebrow slightly. At the same time, Angeline moves. And fast. In less than a blink, Angeline kicks the ground several times, approaches Belgriff and makes a downward slash with her sword.
ââŠHuh?â
However, Belgriff deflects the attack as if it were nothing and lightly hits Angelineâs head. Angeline immediately crouches with a small cry of pain (âKya!â).
âAngie⊠Iâve told you many times that you shouldnât let yourself be deceived by a feint. You have to fix that. Also, in your first attack, you always start by moving to the right and with a downward slashâŠâ
âUh⊠You really took it seriously, DaddyâŠâ
âHm? W-well, you asked me to.â
At that moment, Angeline extends her arms as she puffs up her cheeks.
âHugâŠâ
âHaaaa⊠Youâre seventeen nowâŠâ
âHug!â
Belgriff frowns, but when he sees Angelineâs big eyes full of tears, he shakes his head and lets out a sigh. He canât help pampering his daughter a little. And from what he remembers, itâs always been this way.
With a wry smile, Belgriff crouches, extends his arms and places them around Angelineâs waist. Then he lifts his daughter and sits her on his shoulder. Angeline remains silent for a while, hugging her fatherâs head and plunging her face into his red hair. But finally, she turns around and jumps to the floor.
âOne more time! Have a match with me one more time!â
â I donât mindâŠâ says Belgriff tilting his head, as all the tension from before has disappeared.
The two of them move away and again face each other. This time Angeline moves even faster. Belgriff receives the first blow with an expression of surprise and turns with his prosthetic leg to counterattack. Angeline jumps instantly, but Belgriff kicks the ground with his left foot to close the gap. Angeline responds quickly and tries to jump to the right,
âSame direction, again!â
Belgriff hits Angelineâs head again before she jumped. There was no way to avoid it because the sword moved as if it knew beforehand where the girl would move. Angeline crouches again with a small cry of pain (âKya!â).
âAngie⊠I said you had to fix your bad habit, didnât I?â Belgriff says in surprise as he scratches his cheek.
âUuuhhhâŠâ Angeline looks at her father with a big smile on her face, despite the tears in her eyes. âYes! My Daddy is really strong!â
âNo, itâs not that. Itâs just that youâŠâ
Belgriff has an anticlimactic feeling. Certainly, his daughterâs movements are much faster, sharper and more sophisticated than when she left Tornela. However, no matter how fast or how sharp the movements are, they are still the same movements Angeline always makes⊠and he knows them very well.
Thatâs funny. It wasnât supposed to end like this.
Belgriff doesnât know what else to do, so he looks up and starts analyzing everything he knows.
Angeline is basically a cluster of talents⊠but sheâs not a theoretical genius, sheâs an intuitive genius. Yet even if you donât master the theoretical part, you can become a good adventurer. And if the quality of your intuition is high, you can get even further.
So, even though Belgriff taught the girl the basics of the sword, she had to continue training on her own when she traveled to Orphen. However, as Belgriffâs influence has diminished, Angeline has been able to develop her own technique with the sword.
Her sword movements are fast and fierce, and those who see them or face them for the first time, cannot help but feel astonished and frightened.
On the other hand, Belgriff, who has tried several times to correct Angelineâs bad habits, is familiar with her daughterâs technique and movements. From the feet to the eyes, he knows how to distinguish the chain of movements his daughter will make next. Of course, itâs not something heâs learned overnight, but from all the years theyâve lived together, all the times theyâve trained together, and the long hours of observation.
In addition, Belgriff continues to train hard so that Angeline, who continues to demonstrate her innate talent, doesnât make the gap between them too big. And because the only person in Tornela who can be considered Belgriffâs opponent is Angeline herself, he has unconsciously trained enough to face the girl.
Also, the intensity of Angelineâs movements is proportional to the hostility she feels towards her opponent. The power increases considerably if she is faced with a magic beast or a person she does not like.
On the contrary, the intensity decreases if it is a person she likes. And if her opponent turned out to be the father she loves so much, the intensity diminishes completely. She would definitely not use the same power she uses against magical beasts, bandits or ogres. If she did, Belgriffâs number of victories would drop dramatically.
Thatâs the biggest flaw of intuitive geniuses.
In short, Belgriff is sure that if, for example, he were to face Angelineâs companions, he would surely lose. His skills only worked against Angeline.
But none of the girls know this. And since Angeline has fought seriously, her admiration for her father continues to grow more and more, something that embarrasses Belgriff a bit. Also, Angelineâs two companions seem to be stunned.
âUnbelievable~⊠Angie couldnât even defend herself~âŠâ
âI canât believe it⊠â
Both of them have seen Angeline wipe out powerful monsters over and over again. As they are part of the same party, they know what each is capable of. The âBlack-Haired Valkyrieâ is the strongest in the city of Orphen, and one of the runners-up in the Estgarl Duchy.
In this battle, not only had Angeline not struck once, but she had been easily defeated. Two people had observed the exchange between father and daughter, but both had trouble understanding what had just happened.
This has really happened. Anessa grabs her head and Miriam pinches her cheek. They now know that Belgriffâs skill is worthy of the nickname âRed Ogreâ.
Angeline has an expression of satisfaction as Belgriff carries her on his back. As for Belgriff, he seems to be thinking of something quite complicated.
âWhat do you think now, Ane?âŠ. My Daddy is very strong,â Angeline says proudly.
âY-Yes, heâs amazing. Iâm very surprised⊠but, Angie, did you hold back?â
âNo, I used my best techniques⊠why?â When Angeline asks this, Miriam nods her head.
âItâs the same old Angie~. I could feel that she was a little upset, but her movements werenât slow or anything, were they, Ane~?â
âRight. I didnât feel her speed was compromised⊠Angieâs dad really is amazing.â
âItâs true. Mufufu, my Daddy is the same as always.â Angeline happily curls her face in her fatherâs hair.
ââŠAngie.â Belgriff says with a frown.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âI know you love me very muchâŠbut please donât spread any more rumors about my strength.â
âMmm⊠but if youâre too strong, Daddy. Youâre stronger than me.â
âAnyhow, Iâm asking you to stop⊠I donât like you doing that.â
Angelineâs expression becomes sad, but suddenly it changes as if something had occurred to her. Now she has a cheerful, warm expression.
ââŠI see! A clever hawk hides its claws**, right, Daddy? I get it! Iâll keep your secret. An Unnamed Genius⊠I think itâs great too.â
âNo, I donât mean that either⊠HaaaaâŠâ
Belgriff wants to say something else, but he ends up sighing and falling silent. He has to resign himself to the inevitable.
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