Category: Motherlover

◆ Rout. There is no word more concise or more cruel to describe the current state of the Norn Kingdom’s army. The elite force that once ruled the frozen northern lands, feared by neighboring nations as the Ice Wolves, has lost all trace of its former splendor. The organization collapsed like an avalanche and no…

◆◆◆ The beam Hein released no longer belonged to the realm of natural phenomena. It was the physical shape of pure destructive will. The sunlight gathered by a five-kilometer lens surpassed the terawatt range and reached the petawatt level in an instant. The torrent shot forth at the speed of light, turning the air molecules…

It was a clear attack unleashed by Prometeor. An attack is the manifestation of hostility toward a target. At the root of such hostility, there is often fear. When one feels their existence or safety is threatened, their instincts try to remove the source of danger. In other words, aggression is chosen as a way…

◆ 「Young Master…..? Is there anything I can do for you?」 Feri asked and I answered in a way that was unlike me. 「No, forget it」 ──This presence There was something oddly familiar about it. Yes, it was a sense of familiarity. I had no other word to describe the feeling. But at the same…

◆◆◆ The being named Prometeor by ‘Aviana the Witch of the Far North’ appeared at first glance to be a dragon. A colossal body, scales harder than steel, wings and jaws that held overwhelming destructive power. It embodied the very image of a dragon passed down through human legends, a creature both feared and revered.…

◆ Yes, there is a spell most fitting for a situation like this, one of my own original creations. Beneath the vast sheet of ice that stretches across the Great Ice Field lies, naturally, water. In other words, this inferior worm lives within that water. But what ‘is’ water, really? The inferior beings of this…

◆ What spread out below was a boring expanse of nothing but white. The Great Ice Field, grand in name, but essentially a massive block of ice. Its glare from reflecting the sun was maddening. 「I will review the information on the target, the Frost Wyrm」 Feri, as always, had already prepared what I needed…

◆ All eyes in the guild were fixed on Hein and Feri. Fear, curiosity, and a hint of hostility mixed in those gazes. Not that Hein paid them any mind. Standing against the wall with his arms crossed and eyes closed, the adventurers around him were nothing more than part of the scenery. 「Ast-sama, I…

◆ The royal capital of the Kingdom of Norn, Frostheim, was, just as its name implied, a city sealed in eternal snow and glacial ice. The sky was perpetually a heavy shade of dull gray, and sharp icicles hung in layers from the stone rooftops of every house. Unlike the mild climate of the Guynes…

◆ The Kingdom of Norn lay in the far north, a land eternally bound by glaciers and perpetual snow. Its people, like their homeland, were harsh and unyielding. They revered strength, believing that power alone governed all. At the center of the royal capital, Frostheim, stood the towering royal castle, ‘Valhalla’. Within its great audience…

◆ That day, I was flying through the northern skies with Feri by my side. Our destination was the Kingdom of Norn, and beyond it, the Great Ice Field. We were to hunt a Frost Wyrm, a lowly serpent, to gather funds for Mother. Below us stretched the mountain range marking the northernmost border of…

◆ The series of 「rewards」 had come to an end. Feri lay half-naked on the floor, her body drenched in sweat. Her limbs were limp, and her expression seemed to linger in the afterglow of ecstasy. 「Stay as you are and listen」 I adjusted the collar of my disheveled robe and commanded her, looking down…

◆ I needed to ask Feri about our next target. 「Feri.」 At the sound of her name, she immediately responded. 「Yes, Young Master.」 「Have you decided on our next prey?」 In answer to my question, Feri pulled a sheet of parchment from the bundle she carried. 「Yes. Since we’ve already taken care of most of…

◆ On the next holiday, I headed to the Imperial Capital’s Adventurers’ Guild together with Feri. The reason was simple. I had already dealt with nearly all the major lesser bounties nesting around these parts. To find new prey, I needed to browse through the records managed by the Guild. Of course, such trivial tasks…

◆ At first glance, the daily life of the Aster Ducal House seemed to exist in perfect harmony. Sprawling grounds, lavish furnishings. The floors, polished to a mirror sheen without a speck of dust, and the garden trees and shrubs, trimmed into immaculate order. It was like a miniature garden crafted by the hands of…

◆ It had been nearly a month since Hein Sera Aster began his activities as the adventurer “Ast”. And in that short span, his achievements could only be described as astounding. Every major wanted target in the vicinity of the imperial capital had been hunted down. For instance, there was the “Gluttonous Slime Lord”. This…

◇ 「What in the world is going on…?」 In the study of the Aster Ducal House, autumn sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the mountain of parchment piled upon the desk. Ever since I became the acting head, this sight had become an everyday scene. Rebuilding the house had not been an easy path, but…

◆ Esmeralda Ira Sarion was the daughter of the Sarion Ducal House, one of the Twelve Great Houses of the Guynes Empire. She was born into the prestigious lineage known as the 「Shield of the Imperial Capital」, and raised in an environment that gathered all the splendor of the world into her hands. Since the…

◆ That day I was in the academy library. Not to gather information about my next prey, no. Feri handles those things. I simply wanted to get a general grasp of what kind of demon beasts exist in this world. This is not about being an adventurer in the immediate sense. It looks further ahead.…

◆◆◆ Imperial Capital, Guynesfried. The very heart of the Guynes Empire, and at the same time, a den of deceit and intrigue, swirling with boundless vanity. The white marble towers gleaming in the sunlight, the neatly arranged streets, all of it is nothing more than stage scenery meant to display the empire’s grandeur. And those…