Volume 11, Chapter 3: Trying Out Going to Caliture City - Part 5
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Nightââ
As expected, it was no longer a time to be visiting the Feudal Lord.
The Gado Clan estate.
Rem said that they were yakuza, but he couldnât find any Japanese style characteristics that would be associated with that word. The structure of the buildings were similar to the ones typically found in the Lifelia Kingdom.
A so-called Middle Age Europe styleââ
More specifically, it was close to the image of thirteenth century Germany and France.
Since he didnât live during that time in Europe, he couldnât declare that they were the same, though this was another world to begin with.
Even without having to compare it to the royal palace, the interior was plain. There were whitish yellow wall cloths, and curtains with simple designs.
In a wide room that felt like the walls were distant, there was a single black-lacquered rectangular table.
Diablo sat down in a wooden chair that was so heavy it seemed like it was made from iron.
Rem was to his right, and Shera was to his left.
And then, Sorami was sitting opposite of him.
ăDoing this formallyââI serve as the assistant instructor of the Gado style, I am called Sorami Galeu.ă
ăâŠâŠAnd where is Oji-san (uncle)?ă
ăUfufuâŠâŠThe instructor was called to a conflict to the east, and itâs already been about half a year since then.ă
ăâŠâŠSo itâs the same as usual.ă
Rem breathed a sigh. Diablo asked a question.
ăI am not familiar with the Gado Clan.ă
At the very least, they didnât appear in the MMORPG Cross Reverie.
ăLong ago, someone called Fist Saint Gado imparted Martial Arts that he had invented.ă
ăDid you say Fist Saint?ă
ăYes. We were around since before the Adventurerâs Guild was made in the Lifelia Kingdom, and we even accept requests from royalty and titled nobility.ă
ăFumuâŠâŠSo in that case, you are business rivals to the Adventurers.ă
ăThatâs true, I suppose thatâs how it turned out, but we do get along with them. I am a tea-drinking buddy with the Caliture Adventurer Guildmaster.ă
ââTo think there was a Fist Saint.
This was something that wasnât implemented in the MMORPG Cross Reverie, but was this supposed to be a Fist Fighter version of the Master Swordsman? The demand for it came from a portion of Players.
Also, he didnât know the reason why the Gado Clan didnât appeared in the game.
Was it because there would be criticism from other Players if there was an organization that was directed only by Pantherian Fistfighters? He didnât have any confidence in that answer.
Sorami leaked out a smile.
ăAnd then, I am also Rem-chanâs Onee-san. It is a pleasure to meet you!ă
As usual, she expressed a gentle smile. On the contrary, it was scary.
Rem shrugged her shoulders.
ăâŠâŠWho is an older sister. She is my fatherâs younger sister.ă
That was unmistakably an aunt.
Sorami pouted her lips.
ăAt the very least, my feelings are that of an actual older sister. Rem-chan is my precious little sister, you know?ă
Honestly, he still didnât trust her.
Diablo hid his inner thoughts that were like a frightened kitten, and asked a question.
ăWhat was the reason why you summoned Rem and tested our abilities? Since I am asking you, you may speak.ă
ăUfufuâŠâŠTo call it testing your abilities. Even though it was a mere greeting.ă
ăEven after going as far as using Martial Arts?ă
ăNo one got injured, right?ă
Shera made a fist pump.
ăRather, I feel better than usual!ă
Rem spoke with a cold voice.
ăâŠâŠSorami-san is, this kind of person. She probably seriously intended for it be a greeting. Well, there is the possibility that it wouldnât have ended with you being uninjured if you were lacking in ability though.ă
Shera asked a question with a curious-looking face.
ăHey, RemââIsnât Sorami-san a nice person? Why did you cast away your hometown?ă
Certainly, putting aside where her common sense was, she unmistakably cherished Rem.
This was surely a justified question.
Shera loved her hometown forest.
However, her older brother, Prince Kiira, was a repulsive fiend, and feeling the danger to herself, she had no choice but to run away from home.
Sorami leaned forward.
ăThatâs something I want to hear too. Even though I cherish you this much, you silently went and left.ă
It seemed that Rem didnât have a peaceful departure from her home either.
Rem cast her eyes down.
ăâŠâŠI had decided to aim for being a Summoner, and not a Fistfighter. That is, why.ă
ăBut being a Fistfighter is great! Striking the enemy with your fist is, way more refreshing, you know!?ă
Going âit isnât that sort of problemâââRem continued her words.
ăâŠâŠBoth my mother and I, didnât talk about this to you, Sorami-san, but we carried a certain serious secret. My leaving home isnât unrelated to that.ă
ăA secret huh.ă
Her secretââThat was the fact that she had the Demon King Krebskrum sealed within herself.
When she had revealed that to Diablo for the first time, Rem had a lot of tears show up on her eyes though.
Now, she had a clear expression.
ăâŠâŠBut, thanks to Diablo, the problem has been resolved. Completely, is what I would hesitate to say it is, but I no longer have the need to worry about it by myself. Even when I give birth to a child someday, I wonât give them any sad thoughts.ă
ăResolvedâŠâŠ!?ă
Sorami opened her eyes wide.
She fixedly gazed at Diablo.
ââThis aunt, it seems that she had an inkling about the secret to a certain extent.
It does seem like they lived together for a long time, and it doesnât look like they didnât get along. He didnât know how much she had grasped though.
Rem spoke.
ăâŠâŠSince it seems like it will turn into a slightly long story, I will tell it to you later, Sorami-san.ă
ăI get it. Iâd listen even if it takes a thousand nights.ă
ăâŠâŠIt wonât be that long of a talk.ă
Opening the door, a Pantherian man wearing a black apron came in. He seemed to be a waiter.
Tea was prepared.
It was a variety different from what he drank in Faltra City and in the royal capital. Was it mint tea?
The aroma that had a refreshing feel seemed to match the hot region.
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