Hi, I’m the Hero’s Father ～I’m Sorry For All The Trouble My Foolish Son Has Caused You～ - Chapter 87

Chapter 87   Two Hero’s Father Sends Him Off

“It’s impossible.”

Upon leaving the audience room, Mion was protesting to Croix.

It’s only natural. If someone suddenly instructed you to engage in actual combat, you’d protest too.

And it’s clear this isn’t a joke.

That’s because it was Croix who made the suggestion.

Croix doesn’t joke around.

As expected, Croix had a confused look on his face.

“Why?”

“No, no, no! This is beyond what can be handled by just me and Dona!”

“It’s not about whether you can or cannot. You’re’ doing it.”

“Is this not even a question of whether we should do it or not!?”

Mion stared in disbelief, mouth agape.

Given Croix’s personality, it made sense, but that didn’t make it sane to fight bandits with just the two of them.

But Dona looked at Croix with unwavering eyes.

“Master, does this mean we can accomplish it if we try?”

“Yes. I guarantee it.”

Croix’s strong words and gaze made Dona shiver from the inside.

This wasn’t fear.

It wasn’t even revenge against the sea gang.

It was like an intense warrior’s spirit.

“…I’ll do it. I’ll make it happen.”

“Seriously? Ugh, since my junior is giving it his all, I can’t just sit back. Alright, I understand… I’ll do it.”

“That’s the spirit.”

Croix’s strong, large hand gently patted the two of them.

The hardest fists on the surface, which had been pounding them for nearly a month, now cradled their heads.

Somehow, just that gesture made them feel a surge of courage.

“Combat where you feel death up close produces experience several times, sometimes dozens of times, greater than regular training. Learn well. This is also part of your education.”

“Understood!”

“Yes.”

With their spirits lifted, the two of them ran off with the brigade leader who was waiting nearby.

Wiel, smiling and waving goodbye to the two, showed a slightly worried expression.

“But, is it really okay? Mion-chan aside, I’m concerned about Dona-kun…”

“Are you worried about his sense of revenge?”

“Yes.”

I understand that concern.

Dona has certainly grown stronger.

However, while he has developed in combat and ability, his mental state is still precarious.

Croix felt that as well.

Still, Croix had decided to send them.

“It’s the same as with Mion-chan, but this time the situation is different.”

“I see, it’s about time.”

“Exactly, Wiel. You understand well.”

As Wiel said, both Mion and Dona share a sense of revenge.

However, with Mion, the events were recent, and there was still a chance to save her.

But for Dona, too much time has passed, and his sense of revenge has become boiling hot.

No matter what is said to the current Dona, our words won’t reach him.

That revenge won’t bring anything new.

That the cycle of revenge just continues.

That revenge won’t bring back the family.

—Such statements are words of those who are privileged.

Holding onto revenge, clinging to the kingdom army, enduring harsh bullying fueled by revenge, and enduring training driven by revenge.

Such a dense and matured sense of revenge cannot be stopped.

“Revenge as revenge, taking revenge. That is what Dona needs right now.”

“But what happens after that? If he loses the reason to live… loses his goal, what will become of him?”

“I don’t know.”

“I thought you’d say that.”

Wiel glared at Croix with a disapproving look.

Feeling somewhat awkward, Croix quietly looked away.

“Isn’t it a bit selfish to just toss aside revenge once it’s achieved?”

“Is that so? There are countless goals in the world other than revenge. Protecting, earning, traveling, fighting. Dona will have various paths ahead of him. When you think of it that way, it’s like a trial to move on to the next world.”

“…I see. That might be true.”

Croix’s words made sense.

Dona’s life is his own. To interfere beyond achieving his goal would be overstepping.

“You really do think things through, don’t you?”

“I’m quite the thoughtful person.”

“And who was it that proposed to me without any consideration?”

“Passionate love has a way of making people blind.”

“Ugh… You’re quite the smooth talker.”

Wiel blushed and snuggled up to Croix’s arm.

Croix, looking somewhat pleased, embraced Wiel.

“Ah, so this is what they call ‘bed-stealing’ in the world. But why? I’m feeling all fluttery.”

“Keep quiet about that.”