<ul>
<li><strong>What a pathetic man.</strong></li>
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As soon as I opened my eyes, a fragment of Sdin started picking a fight with me. This wasn’t the first time he’d done this, so I tried to ignore him, but his next words made me stop.
<ul>
<li><strong>You passed out, bleeding from your nose, just from seeing some armor with a little bit of exposure.</strong></li>
</ul>
...Oh, right. I had been distracted by that ridiculous armor of his, hidden under the outer garment.
“<strong>Honestly, I wanted to hang myself.</strong>”
<ul>
<li><strong>Isn’t that tree over there good enough for that?</strong>
“<strong>If I hang myself, the branches would probably break.</strong>”</li>
<li><strong>It’d be much more pitiful and pathetic to roll around on the dirt, wouldn’t it?</strong>
“<strong>You... are you sure you’re not actually a servant of the dark gods?</strong>”</li>
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I snapped at the fragment, but my desire to die wasn’t a lie.
Of all ces, in front of that Lucy Allen, after hearing his insults, I passed out like that!
This is no mere embarrassing history! If I’m not careful, I’ll be relegated to the level of some lowly figure like Rina or a mere apostle of the Art Church!
...Come to think of it, there’s more than one way to die. Maybe I should consider how to die cleanly and painlessly.
<ul>
<li><strong>Tch. I can’t believe someone like that is my descendant. The brat, loved by the gods, and the mischievous kid who likes ying pranks, are truly pathetic.</strong>
“<strong>I won’t deny that. But let me at least exin.</strong>”</li>
<li><strong>Go ahead, I’ll mock you all the way.</strong>
“<strong>Don’t you think Lucy Allen is also to me for this incident?!</strong>”</li>
<li><strong>...What?</strong>
“<strong>That brat is way too defenseless!</strong>”</li>
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Sometimes I think about it. Is Lucy Allen unaware of what kind of person she is?
She is too defenseless.
She doesn’t pay attention to the people around her.@@novelbin@@
<ul>
<li><strong>So, you’re saying that little brat is entirely at fault?</strong>
“<strong>Well... not exactly.</strong>”</li>
</ul>
<ul>
<li><strong>At this rate, that child’s dullness will never be fixed. Outsiders can target her dullness, but insiders can’t even tell her about it.</strong>
“<strong>What else can I do? I’ll just try my best not to be misunderstood and y the role of her toy.</strong>”</li>
</ul>
<ul>
<li><strong>Just a word of advice: It’s better not to approach her right now.</strong>
“<strong>It was an ident earlier. A perfectly executed ambush. I’ve seen it once and suffered, so I won’t fall for the same thing twice.</strong>”</li>
</ul>
<ul>
<li><strong>I wasn’t trying to mock you. I was just giving you serious advice.</strong>
“<strong>Advice? From you? You haven’t taught me anything useful except how to enchant a sword with magic!</strong>”</li>
<li><strong>If you think I’m talking nonsense, feel free to ignore me, but prepare yourself. I don’t want to see my descendants passing out in front of women again.</strong></li>
</ul>
<ul>
<li><strong>Oh my. How am I supposed to raise someone like this to fit their role?</strong></li>
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