Became the Patron of Villains Chapter 613: Tier (1)
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At Elivan’s words, Alon remained silent for a moment before continuing.
“That is... a little bewildering.”
“Mm—is it?”
When Elivan tilted his head, Alon hesitated, then answered.
“I had never thought I would have gotten married.”
He said that, but inwardly, Alon was aware that his own reaction might seem a little stranger than Elivan’s.
Because this world was, fundamentally, a place where most nobles became engaged around their mid-teens, and once they reached their twenties, getting married right away had become an established and natural sequence.
And when viewed that way, Alon had been walking an extremely unusual path in many senses.
Even though he had become the head of his house from a very young age, he had not even gotten engaged, let alone married.
‘......Of course, marriage talks came in many times here and there, but I rejected all of those too.’
Alon continued speaking.
“No...... if nothing particularly special happened in the previous world...... I suppose I would have gotten married.”
“Mm—it’s not as if nothing happened, though.......”
“Is that so?”
“Mm...... that’s right? It was much more, um...... difficult......? Painful......? than ‘this time’......?”
“......It seems the situation was very bad.”
Elivan nodded.
“I suppose so.”
“And even then, I got married.......”
“Yes. Well—”
“......?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
Elivan seemed to have something to say, but subtly held back, and Alon asked out of needless curiosity.
“......Who did I marry before?”
“Father, I think it would be better not to tell you that.”
“......Why?”
“Of course, if you truly want to hear it, I can tell you...... but the previous world and the current world are different.”
Elivan’s answer.
With those simple words, Alon understood what he meant and soon nodded.
“If that is the case...... I understand.”
“Mm! I think you made a good choice!”
Elivan spoke with a smile, though for some reason there was a faint look of relief in him. Alon found it slightly strange, but he turned the subject back again.
“Then...... do you remember everything from before?”
“No, not really.”
“......Then?”
“What I remember is—”
Then Elivan glanced back, smiled faintly, and made a snap.
Along with that, a strange change occurred inside the room.
“This is......?”
“Ah, don’t mind it. From here on, I think this will be an important conversation, so I deliberately separated the outside and inside.”
“......You can properly handle the power of Sin?”
“I’ll explain that in a little while too.”
Elivan seemed to choose his words as though thinking for a moment, then opened his mouth.
“My memories are from before the Divine blood fell.”
“......Does that mean you died before dealing with all the Sins?”
“No, not exactly. To be precise, it would be right to say I left my memories behind.”
“You ‘left’ your memories behind?”
“Yes.”
“......Why?”
“Mm—this may be a little difficult to explain. It seems there was a set total amount of memories I could bring with me.”
“A total amount?”
“Yes. For example, if I lived thirty years in the past, it means I could only bring about half of that.”
“So you only brought the memories from before the Divine blood appeared?”
“Yes. My memories are only around the time I met the Wanderer, and aside from that, I packed everything in tightly and brought it with me.”
“......Then you do not remember how you returned either?”
“That’s right. What I clearly recognize, though, is that I returned from the very end, and my goal.”
“Goal?”
“Yes, two goals.”
Elivan looked at Alon with a smile.
“The goal of beating to death every last thing that would harm Father.”
“.......”
Seeing Elivan speak such brutal words with a bright, innocent smile, Alon closed his mouth for an instant. At the same time, he understood the actions Elivan had shown.
Elivan’s actions of resolving most of the problems occurring in the Allied Kingdoms, as if he already knew which troubles would arise.
“......So that was how you were able to move like that.”
“That’s right.”
“But why did you give up the memories after that?”
“Ah, there are two reasons for that. First, it seemed I was a little short on capacity if I wanted to remember everything on the Allied Kingdoms’ side. And second—”
“......?”
“—my goal was to become the Sin of Wrath and be killed by Father.”
Elivan said it as if it were nothing.
“......What?”
Alon went blank for a moment.
Elivan smiled awkwardly and continued.
“But this...... somehow, contrary to my expectations, I survived. It seems to be because of the traits of Sin.......”
“......So, you tried to die, and you did not expect to be alive?”
“That’s right. But in the end, I helped Father, so I suppose it’s fine.”
At Elivan’s giggling smile, Alon moved his lips.
Because he could not easily think of what he should say.
And so, after a brief silence.
“Elivan.”
“Yes, Father.”
“Do not think of doing something that reckless. Do not even consider it.”
When Alon spoke while looking at Elivan, he smiled awkwardly again.
“I’m sorry. But if I had not become the Sin of Wrath...... I thought there would probably be a lot of victims. And there actually were a lot.”
“Even so, there is no need for you to sacrifice yourself.”
Alon spoke firmly.
“.......”
At that, Elivan looked at Alon for a moment.
“As expected, Father is Father.”
Soon, he smiled faintly.
“......All right. I won’t do that again.”
“Hoo—”
Alon let out a small sigh at Elivan’s words, then continued.
“In any case, the memories you have are from before the Divine blood appeared.”
“Yes. I do have the memories of the Wanderer and the Karma seat she mentioned, since those were from the beginning—but there is nothing beyond that...... I’m sorry I can’t actually be of help.”
“There is no need to think that.”
Alon answered Elivan, who laughed, “Ahaha—”
“By the way, Elivan.”
“Yes, go ahead.”
“......At some point, did you not begin calling me Father?”
“Ah, I did, didn’t I?”
“......Why do you call me that?”
He voiced the question he had had until now.
At that, Elivan opened his mouth with an “Ah.”
“Because, before, Father raised me from when I was little?”
“I raised you, from when you were little......?”
“Yes.”
“.......”
Alon quietly rubbed his chin.
Because a thought occurred to him anew.
‘......Why did I act differently?’
If one only thought of the beginning, the previous world and this world should not have been that different.
In other words, that would mean his starting point this time had not been different.
‘No, maybe I can’t simply think of it that way......?’
He had not known it back then, but Elivan had memories.
......And judging by the circumstances, Yutia was probably the same.
If so, he thought that the previous world and the current one could certainly have become different.
“I see.”
Alon calmly accepted it.
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Unfortunately, he could not learn much information through Elivan, but since he had resolved several questions he already had, Alon, satisfied in his own way, asked a question.
“So, Elivan. What do you intend to do now?”
“Mm—first, I intend to assist Father as well.”
“Mm.”
Even as he nodded, for some reason the word Father felt strangely awkward, so Alon cleared his throat with a hem-hem for a moment.
“Ah, Father. Come to think of it, Yan said she has something to say to you. Could you meet her once?”
“......Yan?”
“Yes.”
Alon nodded for the time being.
Thinking about it, he felt she would have various things to say, starting from the artifact she had given to Reinysius last time.
“Well, that is fine, but when should I meet her?”
“Ah, if you are all right with it, right now is fine too.”
“Right now......?”
“Yes, she is here.”
“......Yan is?”
“Yes. She arrived today.”
At Elivan’s words, Alon nodded, though he wore a strange expression.
“Then I’ll call her now!”
With a lively voice, Elivan rose from his seat and soon opened the door and disappeared.
And so, after a little time passed.
Knock, knock—
At the sound of clicking footsteps, which carried a slight sense of tension, Alon quietly told the person to come in.
The door opened, and for some reason, he saw Yan enter while looking extremely tense.
“......?”
Alon made a puzzled expression.
Until last time, far from tension, he had only felt a strange hostility from her, so he found it odd for a moment.
Yan soon looked at Alon.
“H-have you been well, Father-in-law......!”
With a trembling voice, she bowed her head deeply and opened her mouth.
“......Uh, uhh...... yes.”
At her completely frozen appearance, Alon nodded with a puzzled expression, without even asking what she meant by the word Father-in-law. When he offered her a seat, Yan hurriedly ran over.
“I-I shall gratefully sit......!”
She greeted him just like that and sat down.
“......??”
Alon was flustered by the atmosphere that had changed far too much from before.
While wondering whether she was frozen like this because she had mistakenly thought the artifact given to her was an incredibly great object, Alon shook his head.
Because she already knew to some extent about Alon’s power, and there was no way she would change her behavior this much over a single artifact.
“......Ahem—”
That too lasted only a moment.
Putting aside his question, Alon lightly cleared his throat and recalled her purpose.
“So, I heard you had something to say.”
“Ah, that—yes...... that is correct......!”
Yan answered nervously.
“What is it, exactly?”
“I...... that is.......”
“......Is it something difficult to say?”
“That...... if it is difficult, it is difficult, and if it is easy, it is easy...... that kind of...... yes......!”
“??”
Seeing her hesitate about something, then set her gaze as if making up her mind, only to waver again, Alon grew puzzled.
“Hoo—”
Yan’s hands trembled as she let out a deep sigh with an equally trembling breath.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Four times.
Five times.
Six times.
......
‘......When is this going to end?’
Alon thought in bewilderment as he watched her already take more than ten deep breaths.
However.
“Father-in-law!”
“......?”
“Please give Elivan to m-me!”
“??”
“I-I’ll live well with him—!”
At Yan’s following shout, spoken with such nervousness that she even bit her tongue—
“......What......?”
Alon could only lose his mind for a moment.
