The Villainess Who Was Dumped Got Married into My Family, a Mob Noble from the Frontier, and Turns Out, She's an Amazing Capable Wife? - Chapter 112: Meeting the Ancestor

Chapter 112: Meeting the Ancestor

“No, I’ll pass…”

“Oh, is that so? Nonetheless, as long as I am here to serve you, the first generation can be considered to have won the bet.”

“He really found himself a good wife?”

Not just rumors of being a wasteland, but the curse from the miasma directly affected the first hero’s wife. 

Who was she? Could it be that silver dragon that tried to become a mate immediately?

“Surprisingly, if you search, you will find it. They say there’s a lid for every pot.”

I guess not, he outright rejected it.

“Well, it’s about time.”

Sebas, who had skillfully ended the conversation at a good point, announced as we had landed on a marble-like floor before I realized it.

It was a strange feeling to find the ground beneath my feet after falling headlong.

“We’ve reviewed the past memories thoroughly; let’s get to the main topic.”

“Finally.”

“Please listen to the will, engraved in your bloodline and soul, directly from the mouth of the first generation.”

Following Sebas’s lead, I walked toward the massive door in front of me.

Finally, I was about to meet my ancestor.

“Young master, it’s okay to refuse after you hear him out.”

“There’s no way I can refuse…”

After being shown such an intense story over a long period, there’s no way I could just say, “Sorry, I’m going to live my own life.”

“To be given such an overwhelming mission…”

Even as I sighed, I felt it might not be so bad. 

After all, I now had a reason to fight.

“And if Alicia found out I refused, she’d be disappointed, right?”

“There’s no way for her to know what happens here.”

“No, you’d definitely snitch. I can guarantee it, you’d snitch.”

“That is true.”

See? Refusing was never really an option.

“Then let’s get this over with quickly. I have a score to settle with Belial.”

I didn’t know what kind of power lay at the core of the hero known as immortal, but if it would help me come back and win, then I’d take it. I’d wrap things up and live a happy life.

As I walked through the slowly opening massive door, the dim view lit only by torches suddenly filled with light.

“De-hehe, come closer with that butt, girl, uhehe.”

“Mou, Lord Hero~!”

“Hold me from behind like this! Uhyo—This is the life, a breast pillow.”

“Mou~, that tickles!”

Inside the room, a man with a face that resembled mine was grinning creepily while playing with beautiful women in bunny outfits.

That was the first hero, my ancestor?

His expression was completely slack, with no trace of his former self.

“Alright, how about a tickle fight? First one to laugh loses and has to do whatever the other says—oh.”

“Oh.”

He noticed us.

“…”

“…”

Time seemed to stop. No, it might have actually stopped for a moment.

After a long, long silence,

“Ahem.”

The first hero cleared his throat, positioned the two beautiful women at his sides, and spoke.

“So, you’re my descendant? You’ve come a long way through the ages to get here. I’m glad we could meet again through the cycle. Welcome.”

“…Uh, yes.”

Even though he spoke with a serious expression, it was impossible to recover from what I had just seen. His face was completely slack, a terrible sight.

And if I existed, that meant he had a wife, so why did he have women on each side of him now?

This is why being a hero is problematic. 

At least show some restraint. As a descendant, it’s a bit embarrassing.

“Hey Sebas, this reaction isn’t what I expected. What’s going on?”

“Indeed, young master, please share your honest feelings.”

“I’m really embarrassed as a descendant.”

“Hey Sebas, this reaction is much worse than I expected. What’s going on?”

“First hero, this might be a bit too much for him.”

“I see, he’s still a kid. So this sight might indeed be too much, but if he’s a noble, he should get used to it. Oh well.”

The way the first hero shrugged his shoulders really annoyed me for some reason.

“What are you doing when you have a wife and kids?”

“What are you talking about? They’ve been dead for ages, so it doesn’t count.”

The first hero pulled the women at his sides closer and continued.

“Besides, these are succubi, so it’s fine!”

“Mou, Lord Hero, were we just a fling for you~?”

“After those passionate nights we had~?”

“Sorry, but there’s no love for you two. My heart belongs to her even in death. But since I’m dead, my body is free game!”

“Noo~!”

“You’re just after my body too, right?”

“You’re so mean~!”

As the first hero and the succubi laughed, I sighed.

I thought he was cool when he rejected the dragon’s proposal. What happened to him?

Could this be the true nature of the beast within me as a Brave?

I felt a bit hopeless thinking that I might end up like this someday.

“The first hero possesses superhuman vitality. It’s natural for him to be drawn to basic human desires when he’s not facing danger.”

“Really…?”

Where did his self-control go?

“So, the fact that the descendant of my descendant is here means the time has come, right, Sebas?”

“Indeed.”

“Finally… It’s been about 300 years, right? My premonition was correct all along.”

“Wait, are you just going to keep talking like that?”

I couldn’t focus at all. 

How could I take a serious conversation from a sleazebag surrounded by scantily clad women seriously?

“Is it bad?”

“Bad? I came here to have a serious discussion… but whatever.”

If he was going to push his problems onto his descendants, he should at least have a respectful tone or atmosphere. 

But whatever. As long as I can come back from getting decapitated, it’s fine. It’s too much to ask for my ancestor to be dignified.

“Jeez, typical virgin talk. You’ve probably never even kissed anyone.”

“Hey!”

That crossed the line, didn’t it? Even if he is my ancestor, I can’t let that slide.

“Ancient people and their romantic notions. You’ve been dead for hundreds of years, while we’ve been fighting in this twisted world every day.”

Thinking lost technology is amazing is just a fantasy. The strongest is always modern civilization, with its progress.

“Hahaha!”

When I glared at him with killing intent, the first hero laughed joyfully.

“Getting worked up over trivial things and this killing intent. Sebas, he’s definitely my descendant, isn’t he?”

“Yes, he couldn’t have come here otherwise.”

“…You girls are in the way. Get lost.”

With a wave of his arm, the two succubi at his sides vanished.Feeling a strong killing intent, I immediately took a defensive stance.

The next moment, the first hero vanished and appeared right in front of me.

“I died before my son grew up due to the miasma’s effects.”

As he said this, he swung his arm back in a terrifyingly fast strike. Even though I saw the movement, I couldn’t dodge it. I crashed into the wall, and the stone room started to crumble.

“It was my dream, a father-son quarrel like this.”

“…That hurt, you bastard.”

That hit was meant to kill. 

In the Brave family, sibling and parent-child fights are deadly. Could it be that this tradition started with him? 

That wish has certainly been passed down.

“Oh, you’re alive!”

As I stood up, the first hero smiled even more joyfully.

Even though I had a barrier up for defense, his hit strangely resonated deep in my core. It struck my heart.

It hurt, it hurt a lot.

But amidst the pain, there was a hint of warmth, a mysterious feeling.