Right now, I am moved.
At last… at last, the time has come for my beloved son to shine.
Ouga has always been extremely serious, never neglecting his own training.
For someone born into a noble position, lacking “magic aptitude” is something that could drive one to end their life. There have indeed been cases in the past where people troubled by this met such an end.
But Ouga didn’t break. He began to rebel against the world, as if to say he didn’t even have time to cry, trying to overcome his misfortune.
When he created the “Magic Burial”, I was certain.
This child would surely become a great figure, making his name resound throughout the world.
My eyes did not deceive me.
Ouga bravely confronts Floné Milfonti, who has become the greatest threat to the country.
He was climbing the stairs to become a hero who would shoulder the future of the nation.
“Ouga Vellet. You should go and show your resplendent figure to the people who have been eagerly waiting to catch a glimpse of you. I have already indulged myself quite enough.”
“Yes, Your Majesty! If my appearance can alleviate the people’s fears, I would be delighted to walk around the city.”
After receiving permission to leave from His Majesty King Anbarld, Ouga goes to show himself to the citizens eagerly awaiting his arrival in the royal capital, as originally planned.
…He has truly become admirable.
I merely provided the environment. It’s thanks to Ouga’s own efforts that he has grown into someone capable of shouldering such responsibilities.
His sister Celishia, who grew up watching her brother’s back, is also admirably fulfilling her duties in a foreign country.
…Although her admiration may have grown a bit too strong, leading to overly intense emotions towards her real brother, Ouga should be able to handle it well.
[Father, please make sure to capture Brother’s heroic figure with the magic camera. Otherwise, I will return immediately from the Carmabein Empire.]
Watching Ouga being photographed before His Majesty King Anbarld, I recalled a line from Celishia’s letter.
While it’s for official use, a few of those photos will likely find their way to Celishia.
“The Saint Ouga Vellet is now departing!”
Unaware of such exchanges happening behind the scenes, my beloved son bowed deeply and left the great hall.
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“Lord Ouga~! We support your great achievements~!”
“Such pure and righteous actions! Lord Ouga is truly a role model for nobility!”
“Please bless our lives with peace and happiness!”
Below, an overwhelming crowd of people has gathered, and the volume of voices reaching my ears is unlike anything I’ve experienced before.
Yes, that’s what spreads out before my lowered gaze.
It’s because I’m now standing on the castle balcony, which is normally used by His Majesty the King for national celebrations or audiences with the people.
Around the castle, guards and even holy knights have been mobilized to form a perimeter, preventing the gathered masses from entering the castle grounds.
Hahaha, it seems I’ve suddenly become quite popular.
…Wait, what!?
Why have so many people gathered for me, someone who has never been in the public eye before?
P-please stop… Don’t direct such an incredible number of expectant gazes at me…! I have my limits… Any more and my conscience will…!
Yet, given my current position, I can’t just run away and abandon this.
As I advance along this glorious road, I respond to the voices of the people by smiling for longer than I ever have in my life.
I’ve been so conscious of smiling that my cheeks are starting to cramp up.
Moreover, now that I’ve clearly recognized the expectations from the people, which I had only vaguely felt before, my stomach is starting to ache.
“Hehehe. It seems the people are already looking forward to your achievements, mister Saint?”
“…I am truly blessed. I will strive to maintain these smiles.”
His Majesty the King patted my shoulder, and I couldn’t ignore such words.
I’m being forced to say things I don’t really mean…
S-strange… I’ve already reached a point of no return…
Rather, shouldn’t I be more pampered for working so hard that they’re even holding such an event for me?
Like, “Lord Ouga, please accept this support fund as a token of our gratitude!” or,
“Lord Ouga, please enjoy our local specialty products to your heart’s content!” or,
“We want to work for Lord Ouga until we die! We’ll work hard, so please rest easy, Lord Ouga!”
That’s the kind of thing I’m looking for.
But it’s all “Saint this, Saint that”… The thought of having to be even more careful about every single action in my daily life from now on is depressing.
For someone like me who just wanted to create a harem and live an easy life, this kind of fame tax is something I never wanted, even if I were to die. It’s no exaggeration to call it a punishment game.
“Look over there. There’s quite a lively and enthusiastic group.”
“Hahaha, that’s very kind–“
In the direction His Majesty pointed, flags with my face sewn on them were being waved around.
Their enthusiasm for support is clearly on a different level from the others.
If that were all, I could accept them as fans, but… unless I’m mistaken, I recognize all of them…
I made eye contact with Schultz Sattia, who was standing at the front.
She clutched her chest for some reason, but unlike in the Ramdarb Kingdom, she managed not to collapse. What on earth is she doing…?
“Ah…! Lord Vellet is looking at us! Let’s show him the results of our special training, everyone!”
“””Yes, Captain Sattia!!”””
“…Huh?”
Responding to her call, the girls spread out in a fan shape… and every single one of them is wearing a shirt that says “Lord Ouga or Death”.
“Judging the world’s evil with [Divine Judgment]!”
“The [Savior] who gives us guidance in life!”
“The [Saint] who weaves the future with a gentle heart and unwavering courage!”
“””Lord Ouga Vellet~~!!”””
…This is bad, I’m getting a headache…
Look, everyone else is paying so much attention because of the sheer volume… This chant has been etched into everyone’s memory. Is this hell?
“The enthusiasm of young people these days is wonderful!”
It’s a relief that His Majesty seems to be thoroughly enjoying this. He’s someone who was born to stand above the people, so he must be prepared to accept such support, which is why he can laugh.
“Alright! It’s our turn now! Let’s raise our voices so we’re not outdone by the young ladies, you guys!”
“We must spread the greatness of Lord Ouga to the world now! Let’s deliver it with all our souls!”
“””Yes, Big Bro Aliban!! Big Sis Mio!!”””
And then, taking their place, this time Aliban and Mio take command, shouting their chant with a volume that surpasses the previous group of girls.
What a beautifully coordinated movement. Just like a military unit.
“…Alice must have definitely trained them for this…”
I can easily imagine our maid smiling as she puts them through special training.
If she were to call out, Aliban and Mio would gather immediately, and it’s not strange for them to be acquainted with Sattia and the others since they were close in the cheering section during the [Academy Magic Competition].
Also, what’s with the immediate adaptation to the [Saint] version… Isn’t that too fast for work…?
While Alice must have polished it to this extent, the initial push surely came from Father. He’s such a doting parent…
I think he did this to create a celebratory mood for me. After all, there’s a good chance I might be disliked just for being a son of the Vellet family.
Thinking about it that way, I can’t slack off in my response.
Right, left. Back to the right again, I move my body busily, continuing to wave with an unfamiliar smile until I return to the castle.
“Lord Vellet~! You’re wonderful today as well~!”
“Big Bro Ouga~! I’m so happy to have been picked up by you, big bro!!”
“Lord Ouga… One loved by the god who guides us… We offer our prayers…”
By the way, these guys followed me, moving along until the very end.
Towards the end, I felt more fear than amazement.
After showing my face on the balcony for a moderate amount of time, I bid farewell to His Majesty the King and left the castle.
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