What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

However, the decision to abandon Milliu was uninterruptedly heavy for both parents.

First and foremost, Milliu is finally a given child, a successor to the petition.

And this succession was complicated again.

The Seven Swords, the Six Curses, and the Five Bows are prebuilt with the One-Child Herald.

So they have one Lord in one gate, a heir, officially an heir, but this is one.

Inheritance is at will and cannot be properly determined.

I will inherit this one, a certain lord will speak, and the lords of the Seven Swords and Six Curses and Five Bows will gather together and approve it. Then carry out a strict ritual and determine it as an inheritance.

Inheritance need not be the real son of the Lord, but must be recognized by the other Lord.

Inheritance cannot be sublimated to another unless there are special circumstances.

Specifically, only in the event of the death of an inheritance and ten years after the disappearance of the inheritance may a new inheritance be made by abrogating the present inheritance with the approval of the other principals.

By the way, when the Principal dies in the absence of an heir, it seems that the other Principals are supposed to discuss and choose the Principal.

At any rate, once inherited, basically, that person is the heir until the Lord dies.

So our lords get lost.

I can't have children of my own. I have an excellent apprentice. He is also a relative. Shall I inherit this man? But after I have inherited this man, I may have a child. At any rate, I want to take the one who drew my own blood for the next. But I might not be able to have kids like this. If you die without an inheritance, you will be chosen by the other principals as your next principals. I don't know what that is.

Milliu's father, when my daughter turned six, just inherited her.

No, 'cause my daughter, she's a genius? Did you show me that scale already? Are you all right? She's my daughter? Pretty, huh?

I should have been able to.

Milliu, dealing with the glory of a seven-year-old, his father should have been the best at it, even though his daughter took one and fell hard.

Look, look, look, look, look, look! I knew he was a genius! Too genius! My daughter. Wow! Seriously, wow! I'm awesome too! My judgment is amazing! Magic! Beautiful!

But Milliu fell into a chocolate trap and pounded.

Before the talent of the sword, he was not such an elf. Instead of being exposed to his hind fingers, he became such a pocha elf that he was exposed to his dignified fingers from the front.

No inheritance, no shit. There's no such thing as a next time owner.

But the inheritance cannot be changed.

I knew it, no disciples, no kimbrians, I should have inherited it, I thought I should have, before my daughter was born, no talent or so-so, no good personality, no handsome guy, no inheritance, no, no, no, no.

But regrettably, it's too late.

If Milliu dies or goes missing for ten years, he can't have another heir.

Milliu's father, his mother, his parents, abandoned my daughter. It's hard to admit a no-oppy Elov as if he's not an elf. A family is just one of the prestigious members of the prestigious. Such a dick, not a daughter.

Yet Milliu is still heir. It continues to be an inheritance. This is a hard fact to move.

But, yeah.

I don't know how much no opium, but Elov would be Elov.

No, it wasn't.

Elves are probably elves though.

My daughter would be my daughter.

I'm addicted to chocolate, 'cause it's because of Ariarea's jerk, originally.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I don't need to worry about that.

... and I don't know, I'm not an elf, and, uh, what? Values? You're an elf? I guess I can't help but pinch my mouth in that heap. I think it's shit, but shit has a lot of shit too.

Interpretation, shit is shit, though.

Because of all that fucking elf fucking emotion and fucking reason, Milliu was to be driven into a subtle, unobtrusive position.

While the fucking elves scorn me as a serious elf in the elf, I am once and for all treated as the heir of a famous house.

If it wasn't an heirloom, maybe it wouldn't have been so thoroughly ridiculed, but Milliu is a true heirloom, heirloom.

Because of his continued inheritance, he is extraordinarily despised.

I can't even descend on my inheritance. That is unacceptable under the code.

Looks like Milliu made an effort, too.

Finally, I tried a diet.

Good luck being Milliu.

... so I manage to stay in shape now.

He was pounding harder for a while.

But no matter how encouraging, I can't help but reach the slim elf proposition.

Because I will eat it.

Especially, I can't stand chocolate.

When it gets worse, she also eats while she's asleep, so there's nothing more she can do.

Exhausted, desperate for himself, Milliu finally gave up.

I looked at myself so much, I thought I'd die.

If I die, my parents' misery will end. I can make a new inheritance.

Die.

How?

Hanging, stabbing, jumping, Milliu considered various means, but couldn't take another step. I couldn't help but resent myself for cowardice.

So, as a last resort, I left Arnotu alone, without anything, of course, and wandered through the impacted forest.

At first glance, the Impact Forest is mysterious and quiet, but it is home to many dangerous beasts typical of shadow running. Some Trents are hostile to elves. Writing, "The Beast of Harm," Magatsushi, there may also be various compounds wandering around. Some bugs and snakes are poisonous. Many plants are poisonous.

If you don't even go home to Arnotu, you'll die.

Even if you don't want to die, you'll die.

If we hadn't discovered where we were falling out of hunger helplessly, Milliu could have died the way he wanted.

But I'm glad I didn't die then, Milliu said.

He said the portable food I fed him was really good, great and happy for Milliu then.

You think it's great to be alive, from the bottom of your heart?

I knew I didn't want to die, and I couldn't thank you enough for making me realize that. I'll do anything to repay this favor. He wanted to do anything, and the stupid no-oppy Elov thought.

So Milieu made a deal to release me when he got caught.

I asked him to use his influence as head of the Seven Swords Mercurian family to write off my sins by leaning on my parents who had abandoned me at the same time.

Millilu offered if he could fulfill his wish.

I will perform the ritual of calamity.

Fukanogi.

It's not a fucking elf. I have no idea what I'm doing.

But as bad as a fucking elf who doesn't know the ritual of evil, he says it's a major ritual.

Even when it comes to rituals, like this, wearing a determined costume, chanting a nagging spell or something, dancing or something, yes annoying, it's not something like that.

The ritual of evil, as its name suggests, is a ritual of evil.

something disastrous, vague, but in this case referring to a specific threat.

Remember what I said earlier, in the Affected Forest, there was a beast of disaster, and a maggothushi, a variety of compounds called, wandering around?

What are you hiding, that's the threat.

Harm and Beast.

Your first name, Kimyra.

It's a big beast with a lion's head, a goat's head, a torso, and a viper's tail.

Whatever, they also say Trent might have called them from another world to harass the elves, but those Trents seem to be afraid of Kimyra, so I'm not sure how true or false they are.

Well, there's no reason to be afraid, you're a hell of a monster, and you can't fathom yourself with a concurrent elf, but you can't hold a minute alone in the main class of Seven Swords, Six Curses, and Five Bows?

Besides, Kimyra prefers elves.

I prefer, even so, I'm in love or I love you. It's not that kind of "like," Kimaira seems to like the taste of elves.

So if they find you, they'll attack you last, absolutely.

If they catch you, they even eat you to the bones.

Naturally, when you have such a beast, it sucks for an elf. Without the grace of the Affected Forest, the life of an elf cannot be made. But I don't know when I'll run into Kimyra. If you come across it, you have to be prepared to die. So Kimaira is a beast of disaster.

The number of sweet Kimyra individuals never seems to be high, but sometimes you have to work hard to get rid of them and they can reproduce.

That is the instrument of evil.

Kill Kimyra and bring peace to Arnotu.

Originally, when Kimyra first appeared, he said, it began when the seven swords decided to crusade and the six curses prayed for victory, and the five bows showed far-firing moves to the brink, and the seven traveled swords beat Kimyra brilliantly.

Since then, the Seven Swords have swept into folds, but in any case, as the young children of elf society age, the Seven Swords have also weakened. Plucking up Milliu's father, the only Lord of the Seven Swords is Jizii and Baba.

So, it doesn't have to be the owner, if you have the courage to challenge Kimaira, it's ok, but there's no way that people like it and risk it. Recently, a year, two years, three years ago, the Strallum heir Lilya succeeded in challenging the evil ritual, but that was about the first time in twenty years, too? Lilya has run away after many things, so the only person experienced in the rite of evil is Luonkara, the elder of the Seven Swords and the head of the Kurt family.

Milieu will challenge his wrath ritual.

That's what I mean, what do you mean?

It's a clear story.

Milliu loses.

Kimyra eats me, and I die.

But the fact that he stood alone against Kimyra and reached a glorious end makes him a face as a Mercurian heir.

This would be the case everywhere, but nobody imitates mud on the face of a dead man.

Elves must not. Poopy Elves die as splendid elves of brave famous houses.

Milliu's father would mourn and mourn for a moment, and then make a new inheritance.

I will be free, Milliu will be free from contempt, inferiority and despair, my parents will rejoice, my house will survive and all the fucking elves will be blessed.

Everything, it works.

It's a good idea.

That's a perfectly nice idea.

Milliu, you've come up with something.

When I finished listening in the dining room, I stood up from my chair and walked to Milliu.

Milliu is looking down.

Well, what's going on?

I'm upset.

Well, it would make sense that this happened because I was imprisoned, but I don't think so.

Even if it hadn't happened this time, Milliu would have chosen death sooner or later.

In fact, we discovered where he was about to die.

So sticky, it's not my fault. I'm not mad at me. I don't have a hobby for blaming myself and immersing myself in self-pity. I don't like that, it's creepy.

So, to the fucking elves, huh?

It is. Arnotu is a beautiful city but I hate elves. The more I know, the deeper the thought that they are those bad people. The fucking elves do get upset.

But more than that, it's Milliu.

I can't forgive Milieu.

I'd like to hit you with one shot for now, but that's kind of different, too. Doing that won't clear my mind.

I put my hand over Milliu's head.

Milliu was frightened.

All the while we were talking, Milliu was toying and rubbing my tooth shape on his chest with his fingers.

Even now, yes.

"Milliu"

"... yes"

"You're my servant."

"Yes. too, of course. That… is correct."

"And yet you're about to die on your own. Don't say no to me."

Milliu does not answer.

Shoulders up and down, breathing shallow.

He also looks like he's crying.

"I won't forgive you."

I take my hands off Milliu's head.

Hold that hand.

"You don't have to be alone."

"... eh"

Milliu finally looked up.

"Ah... yes, it was, uh... originally a ritual performed by the Seven Swords, so up to the Seven together..."

"Four."

"Ha... eh...?

"Me, Figs, Momohina, and Milliu, your four."

"Hey......!

Strawberries protested, and I stopped.

"Oops! Yay! Yay!

For some reason, Momohina is happy to poke her hands up.

"Oh, no... Huh!

Milliu shook his head left and right with tears.

"You shouldn't......! Kimyra is very dangerous......! Even that Reelia, with the help of a very skilled prostitute of man, managed to succeed in the instrument of evil...! It's too dangerous......!

"Shut up. I'll do it when I do."

"But... Huh!

"Milieu, you don't know anything."

I hold up one end of my lips and make her laugh.

"Your husband is a great hero. Kimyra, you're not my enemy. I'll kill you in two seconds."