A Boy Raised by Gods, Will Be the Strongest

We beat the immortal trawl and jumped on the spot, but we did.

Instead of searching for the mirror of truth—save the religions.

"Save the wicked?"

Anastasia has an incredible face.

"They are ours. No, they are enemies in this world."

"Maybe, but I can't abandon the injured."

Anastasia looks at Luna Maria to say something, but she says, "It's useless to say anything."

"William's mother, Milia, seems to have healed once during the battle of the Holy Devil, once the battle is over, regardless of enemy or ally. The soldiers who had fought so far without any hesitation have healed calmly."

"Why such a thing"

"Because humans who had become evil gods weren't fighting in vain, they didn't want to fight. Many people had their families taken hostage and fought reluctantly, so to speak, they're victims."

"Some of them willingly participated."

"Yeah, but those people have been growing up since childhood, but since birth they have grown up without knowing the affection of others. To do"

"Sometimes you don't."

"Well, but still, Will-

Luna Maria rolls her arms.

"I will help you with a little power."

"Luna Maria ..."

I mutter.

"The religions may come back if they recover, but that's also exciting. Please do what Will wants."

He casts a healing spell on still-breathing evil spirits.

The rebels breathed back, saying " ha-ah," and looked at us with stagnant eyes.

I and Luna Maria applied recovery magic in the order they seemed to save them, saving a total of five lives.

They did not turn their blades alone.

Nothing was abandoned.

There were a variety of things to say and do not say, but when one Zodiac leaked information, others took no notice.

One Zodiac says.

"I do not say thank you, I can not say because I believe in Zodiac-"

"Each person has their own position."

"--But there's one thing I can say. Our friends hiding in the royal capital now assassinate the king."

"Why such important information?"

"... I'm a Zodiac, but I'm both a Muslim and a father of one child. I'm a father and a son of a bag."

The man breaks the word there and continues.

"I'm an unfaithful son, but I want to take care of the death of my father and my bag. I want my child to catch the death."

I affirm and leave.

I looked back to the end and hurried to find a true mirror.

Fortunately, the true mirror was sitting in a prominent place.

An outstanding hand mirror set on a pedestal in the center of a place that seems to be a treasure house.

Artifacts, the heritage of ancient magical civilization.

Get a magic mirror with beautiful decorations.

Looking into the mirror, the holy entity speaks to me.

"Will the son of the gods. What brings harmony to the darkness and light of this world-"

See the faces of Lunamaria and Anastasia. Amazed as well. Apparently, they can hear the voice of the mirror.

When you say that, the shield on your left explains.

"A series of artifacts called artifacts are often spoken."

"why?"

Asked in a whisper, the response returned was tasteless.

"here we go? Is it a hobby of the creator?

...... Well, well, I guess.

When I was convinced, I spoke to the mirror.

"The mirror of truth. Ask in the name of Will, the son of the gods."

"Any question, I just spin the truth"

"Thank you. I don't have the time to ask me straightforwardly, but am I really the son of a king?"

"It's really straightforward."

It is Aegis of the holy shield that puts in Tsukkomi.

I ignore it and wait for the words of the true mirror.

Luna Maria and Anastasia wait in a similarly tense look.

They were nervous enough to hear the sound of swallowing, but after a few seconds you would be amazed by the words provided by the true mirror.

Will, my real parent, is-.

Equally heard the answer, swallowed the word.