"Hoho... What are you talking about? As Overlord, I would be ashamed if I didn't understand you." Grandfather person smiles.
"So... would anyone like to enlighten this old man?"
Mommy and Miss look at each other, then answer Grandfather person.
"She's Meira's wife." "She's my husband!"
""Eh?"" The two look at each other in confusion.
"Awu?" Huh? Their words overlapped so I didn't understand anything.
Yawn~ So sleepy~
"Meira!"
"What?"
"Do you think Latifa is old enough to take care of you as the husband? There's no way she can be the husband. You know, you should take the role of husband and care about her so nothing ever happens to her."
"But... that would mean she would have to do everything I say... I thought that I'd rather like Latifa order me than the other way around..."
"Eh? Ah, that seems reasonable..."
I have no idea what Miss and Mommy are talking about since a while ago.
Master suddenly interrupts with an angry face.
"What exactly seems reasonable! What are you two going on since a while ago! I'm the current head of the family, I decide whose wife you will end up as! Not that anyone would like a trash like you... Also, what is this slave doing in the family hall? I thought the rules clearly said that those without Maed surname are not allowed to enter!"
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Bang! Master hits the handle of his chair in anger.
"Hmhp, we were leaving anyway." Miss lifts me up and walks out of the hall.
"You little-"
"I told you to watch your mouth, dear♪"
Mommy smiles towards Master and Grandfather person and follows after us.
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Side: Grandfather person(Leofric Maed)
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Has it been two years already?
Blinded by glory and duty, I have personally separated the head of the traitor, Tobias Camry.
Then I went to collect my rewards without the slightest care in the world about the innocent, young child Tobias left behind.
It took me almost a year to realize the mistakes I made.
No, it took me 70 years to mature.
I stepped from the post of Prime Minister and handed the position of the head of the family to my son, Tristan.
Then, I went all around the slave houses in the Empire, looking for the little girl whose future I ruined.
But, no matter where I looked, I couldn't find her.
Was she already sold to someone, or did she perhaps die?
Who would have thought that fate would play with an old man like me?
The girl I have been looking for ended up with my granddaughter.
With my granddaughter that is supposedly useless according to her useless father.
For once, I'm glad that my son is useless and can't distinguish people's worth.
Now then...
It seems that this year's tournament will be quite interesting.