Reincarnated Hero System

"Lies.

You are avoiding Evan, aren't you?"

Laurene easily dismissed his words and spoke ones that hit the nail on the mark, with Arnold barely holding himself back from clicking his tongue upon seeing the glowing crest in her eyes.

'When did she even turn to face me?'

Deciding that there was no point in trying to lie to her, Arnold just silently nodded in affirmation, with a wry smile appearing on Laurene's face as she asked.

"Would you tell me why?"

"…"

Arnold momentarily pictured the scene of him telling Laurene that the person inside his brother's body, wasn't his brother and neither was it the Previous Second of the Seven heroes, but a totally different entity with ties to the goddess who governed their world, and that he got this information from 'Aidos'.

'No way in hell I can say that.

How am I going to explain how and why I was told this information by 'Aidos'?'

Perhaps he was silent for too long, Laurene took his silence as a refusal to speak and turned back to the crossword puzzle in his arms as she leaned back on his chest and spoke.

"Word 14 is 'Herpetology'.

Found out when I was researching the 'Mountain Chicken'."

"That frog?"

"Yep."

The two unanimously decided to drop the previous topic, turning their attention to the crossword puzzle on the newspaper in Arnold's hands while Laurene slowly sipped her juice.

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Imperial Castle Throne Hall.

Lustea

Beta Continent's Elven Empire

April 20th

Year 1052

A long-haired blonde fair-skinned man, dressed in floor-length blue and white robes, propped his arm up on the armrest of the throne and rested his face in his palm as he gazed at the young girl in front of him.

His feather-decorated white crown leaned to the side, with the edges of his lips also curling downwards as he spoke.

"A storm is brewing in the Alpha continent.

From what I heard from that brat Rathal; it seems to be affecting the continent's Great Western Empire."

The man was one of the few people on the planet Aidos who had the gall to call one of its five transcendent-level existences, a brat and get away with it.

This was natural, as he was also a transcendent himself, one who had long reached the realm of transcendence before 'Strongest Human Rathal' was even born.

He was the 'Elven Emperor' of 'The Five', the strongest existences in the world of Aidos, Zaos Lowe.

And as for the girl in front of him, she was his youngest daughter, a beautiful young lady in her mid-teens wearing an oversized hooded jacket that did nothing to hide her large bust size.

She had long blonde hair that flowed down her back, with a few strands tucked behind her pointy ears.

On her legs, she wore simple black pants and similarly coloured high boots, with a pair of half-framed purple tinted glasses hanging from one of the pockets of her trousers.

Her most noticeable feature, however, was her set of deep purple pupils, with each one having a golden crest of an unknown ancient letter within them.

"A storm brewing in the Great Western Empire?

Unless it's something that involves a Legendary Level existence, they should be fine.

At the very least, whatever happens wouldn't put the entire country at risk of destruction, and you know this father.

So, what's the real reason you called me here?"

Zaos' brow twitched as his daughter casually shot down his awkward attempt at starting a conversation, with his brow twitching once more as she continued speaking.

"Wait, did you call me here for that again?"

Seeing her father's continued silence, the girl realized that her guess was correct, with a tinge of surprise appearing on her face as she asked.

"…For real?"

Heaving a sigh of exasperation upon her father's silent affirmation, the girl placed a hand on her waist and asked the man with a narrowed gaze.

"So, which of your advisors put you up to it this time?"

"…none.

This was my idea."

The man took off his crown and placed it on the empty throne beside his, leaning forward as he continued speaking.

"Ever since you were younger, you've always had the tendency to overwork yourself trying to learn new things and perfect some skill you already have, stuff along those lines.

You're always busy so I just wanted you to get a little rest from all that and play around a bit like other girls your age."

His words were met with silence from his daughter who just motionlessly stared at him with a strange gaze.

"Stop looking at me like I'm an obnoxious old man who likes sticking his nose where it doesn't belong."

"As expected of my father, you are very accurate in predicting my thoughts."

Zaos felt his brow twitch once more in annoyance, heaving a sigh of exhaustion in the next moment as he facepalmed and leaned back on his throne.

In that short moment when his eyes were covered, he missed the small smile that appeared on his daughter's face, with it disappearing in the next moment when he looked at her.

"I get your concerns but you shouldn't worry too much about me.

I get enough rest and give myself a lot of free time.

I'm fine, okay Daddy?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You always say that you're fine bu-!"

Halfway through his words, Zaos' expression turned into one of shock as one of his daughter's words finally registered in his head.

"Did you just call me 'Daddy'?"

However, by the time he voiced the question out, the girl was already on the other end of the throne hall, with the large double doors opening in front of her automatically as she made her way out.

Right outside the doors, stood a tall purple eyed beautiful woman, with lower-back-length blonde hair and bangs hanging over her forehead.

"Hello, Mother.

Father is currently in a state of semi-shock, but he's still capable of coherent thought so you should be fine speaking to him.

I would be taking my leave now."