It is my Destiny to be the Savior of the Protagonist

She rolled her eyes and smiled.

“I already heard the story from my father.”

“I see. Shall I show you the Elixir?”

“Before that, should I speak as your aunt or as the head of Garcia?”

“What difference does it make?”

“The difference between a nice lie and a kind lie?”

“…Is there anyone who isn’t lying?”

“When the merchant says he won’t lie at all, it means that he will eat you from now on. Do you want that?”

“No…”

“Then you should know how to distinguish lies. Still, since the other person is my nephew, I even suggested an option. Now, which way do you want to go? Aunt? Merchant?”

“…I’m not sure what the difference is between a nice lie and a kind lie. Could you please explain?”

“I can give you specifics, but don’t you think I might be able to steer you in a way that’s more advantageous to me by explaining it?”

Rebecca smiled brightly. Ariadne lost her words. She had something prepared, but as soon as she exchanged a few words, it flew out of her head.

‘Honestly, I’m not confident about something like this.’

She wasn’t confident in negotiating properly with someone running a continental-scale business.

‘In exchange for the distribution of the elixir, I asked for a quiet favor, so we could talk with just the two of us. Shouldn’t it have been left to her aunt and uncle?’

As she pondered, she suddenly felt strange.

‘Wait a minute, I’m 8 years old. Did Rebecca Garcia really come here to negotiate with me seriously?’

She herself sometimes forgot her age. However, the other person sitting looking at the face of a young child would not be able to do that.

‘Besides, the request I made was obviously to find someone I can trust who will manage the elixir distribution according to my plan.’

It was a request from the beginning, thinking of Rebecca Garcia. In the original story, it was only said that she was Erich Weaver’s aunt. She didn’t know what kind of person she was. She thought that as long as she was still her aunt, her mother’s sister, and her grandfather’s daughter, she would be all right. That she could trust her to some extent. In fact, the Archmage introduced Rebecca right away.

‘My grandfather trusted her and introduced her. She is also my mother’s blood relative. Isn’t she someone I can trust in the first place?’

After thinking to that point, Ariadne finally realized.

‘…Isn’t this something I’m having a hard time thinking about again?’

She lifted her serious head and checked Rebecca across from her. Rebecca rested her chin on her table and watched her with a pleased expression and excited eyes. The smile on her red lips was strangely mischievous.

Ariadne had no faith, but she was not blind. Besides, Rebecca wasn’t so intent on hiding her own intentions. It was obvious.

Ariadne asked, raising her eyebrows.

“Aunt Rebecca, are you kidding me?”

Rebecca’s lips twitched. She hastily covered her mouth with her hand.

“Ah, no? How could I, as a top merchant, make fun of the other party when she came to make such a huge deal‘? If you’re not careful like that, you might get into a fight with me, nephew.”

Her mouth was covered, and her eyes were bent as they were. That must have been the face of an adult who was excited to tease a child!

‘Yeah, if you think about it, there’s no way that person would cheat on me in this situation.’

She had unfounded doubts. Her strength was drained. The child became sullen without even realizing it.

“You’re kidding, right? I’m not stupid, aunt.”

“Puhaha.”

Rebecca finally burst out laughing. Ariadne let out a sigh as she saw her smiling as she slammed the table on her stomach.

‘Anyway, he’s surprisingly easy-going.’

“…Did you finish laughing?”

“Yes, my nephew. I was a little worried that you might be an inhuman genius, but you are unexpectedly cute.”

Rebecca asked, dabbing the tears from her laughter with her fingertips.

“I like my nephew, do you like me?”

Did she? To be honest, she was a bit nasty. It’s embarrassing to be so serious alone. Ariadne bit her mouth shut, her face slightly red. Then Rebecca leaned over to her and her words poured out like her rapid-fire cannon.

“Actually, I came to see my nephew for an interview. Did I pass the interview? Do you like me? Am I trustworthy?”

“…You said my aunt is a liar. I can’t believe you.”

“No, actually, being a liar was a lie. Your aunt is a very, very sincere person. She only speaks the truth, especially to a cute and smart kid like her nephew. Do you see these sincere eyes?”

“They said that anyone who asks you to trust them with their own eyes is unconditionally a fraudster.”

Rebecca’s expression, which had always been smiling, became subtle. She looked at Ariadne with a blurred gaze for a moment, then asked in a soft voice.

“Who did you hear that from?”

“Um, I heard from my mother.”

“I see. I knew it. When I was a kid, when I pranked her and asked her to trust me by looking her in the eye, your mother used to argue like that.” Rebecca smiled. Her smile was deep, warm, and sad, unlike the moment before.

It was difficult to open her mouth. Ariadne quietly shut her mouth.

Rebecca, who had been watching her for a while, gave her a gorgeous smile again and took out a wad of paper from her and held it out.

“This is a contract. It also includes the distribution method that we have listened to and detailed about your plans.”

It was quite thick. Ariadne accepted it, and she added.

“Please take it slow, discuss it with your uncle and aunt, and make a decision before I leave. Since I’m here, I’m going to rest for about 10 days before I go.”

“I see, thank you.”

“And this is an order. All you have to do is write down everything you think you need to mass-produce the elixir. The land, buildings, and even people.”

“Ah yes.”

When she received it, the complicated form caught her eye. She was sure she could figure it out because she had had previous life experiences, but it didn’t seem easy. As if anticipating her embarrassment, Rebecca pulled out another set of papers.

“Finally, resumes.”

“What? Resumes?”

“Do you know what a resume is?”

“I know, I know…”

“You are starting a business now. It’s a huge business too. Even an adult needs a secretary at this level, but you, a child, need a secretary even more.”

“Then this…”

“I’ve been looking for reliable, competent people who can go to trades and meetings for you, take care of odd jobs, and help you manage your business. Take a look and see if you like someone.”

This was an unexpected help. As she flipped through the resumes, at first glance, they were very meticulous and detailed. Rebecca winked her eyes.

“If there is anything else you need, let me know.”

“Ah.”

Ariadne, dazed by the sudden rush of papers, came to her senses at the words. She put down the stack of resumes.

“I have something I really want to ask of you.”

“Like what?”

“Do the Garcia Merchants have branches all over the continent?”

“That’s right. Our upper branch is even in the middle of the desert. That’s all my nephew’s aunt. As for this mother, there is not much I can’t do.” *

Rebecca replied playfully. Ariadne laughed a little, took a deep breath, and brought up her request.

“I want you to find someone.”

“Huh? Someone?”

“The person I want to support.”

“…support?”

Rebecca’s head tilted.

* ♦ ♦ ♦ *

Axel Valentine was terribly hungry. The city of the outlaws was upstream of the narrow river. The river water was very dirty, but it was possible to quench your thirst somehow by boiling and cooling it. However, they were unable to obtain food on their own. It was difficult to obtain food by hunting because the area near the city of outlaws was unpurified and polluted.

He didn’t want to beg. Petty stealing was to ruin the honor he had learned from his father.

‘I have to earn money.’

The only things the boy had were things he couldn’t sell. The sword that was his father’s keepsake, the spirit that his father gave him as a gift, and the spirit that saved his life. Other than that, it’s nothing but rags. After all, all he could sell was his labor. The problem was that no one bought his labor for money.

It was difficult to find a job as an errand boy or courier. Such work was not given to orphans, but to children with sure parents. Even if there were some good-natured people who gave jobs to orphans, they gave jobs to other children rather than to the ghastly red-eyed boy. All that remains was to earn money as a mercenary

He had some confidence in using a sword and dealing with weak monsters. He was not afraid of contaminated areas either. He originally lived alone with his adoptive father on a few pristine lands in the middle of the contaminated areas. He learned to fight monsters from his father’s side from a young age. After his father was killed by a monster, he had to wander through the contaminated areas alone. The struggle to live like that took almost a year.

The boy was already accustomed to fighting monsters at the age of 12. But nobody believed it. Those who paid money to find mercenaries were widespread. However, no one tried to hire him as a mercenary, believing in the skills of a 12-year-old with only a worn-out sword. 

Once he entered the entrance of the mercenary guild, he was driven out without being seen.

They said, “Where do you come from?”

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Translator Note:

* Here, the character expresion is extrange, but that’s how she speaks so I left it like that. If you don’t get the meaning, she is praising herself while joking so Ariadne laughts.

Next week there won’t be releases of this story, sorry!