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Chapter 41 - Sixteen Years Old (2)




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“Father, father, I need to talk to you.”
After dinner was over, I took a look on my sister, called my father, and moved to the back of the house.
“It’s unusual for you Abel to want to have a talk. What, is it about the incense leaf?”
…… Lately father has only been talking about the incense leaf.
He’s very happy that I hit it and the Berek family has become a bit rich.
Since then, I’ve been visiting the Chief frequently.
I know there’s a lot to talk about in relation to incense leaf, but it’s still very frequent.
I feel like I’m rubbing up against the Chief and it’s complicated for me. I hope it doesn’t continue to grow and become a second Karlco family.
“No, it’s about GIzel.”
“Well, it’s about time for you to think about that kind of stuff. If you didn’t begin to talk about it, I would have used this opportunity to talk about it.”
Hm? Father wants to talk about Gizel?
Well, that’s to be expected. She didn’t say it out loud, but I’m sure our parents know about Gizel’s Brocon manners.
“So, when will the ceremony be held?　It is preferable to do it within the year after the coming of age ceremony. There’s no point in procrastinating, and the next month doesn’t bode well. Maybe next week……”
Isn’t there something wrong with that?
”Ple-, please wait a minute! What are you talking about, that is!”
“Huh? Wasn’t this about Gizel and your wedding?”
“…………yes? Eh, please wait a minute. Why would I and Gizel get married?”
My father frowns here.
No, I’m the one who wants to frown.
“What, you don’t like it?”
”No, that’s not a problem before you don’t want to! It’s crazy!”
As I spoke out my doubts, the sense of discomfort I had been feeling in this village was connecting at the same time.
When Gizel was a newborn, her parents wanted me to take care of her as much as possible.
That Shibi misunderstood the relationship between me and Gizel.
Noswell says, “I’ll marry your sister” in a meaningful way.
Other value gaps I’ve felt in my life.
Come to think of it, there was a strange fairy tale at home.
The story was simple: a knight goes to the rescue of a princess who has been kidnapped by a dragon.
In the end, the princess shakes off the knight who helped her and ends up marrying her brother, whom she hadn’t seen a piece of before.
I feel like Gizel was crying when she read that.
I thought she was pitying the knight’s pity for being played with by Princess Brocon, but I wonder if that was something of a moving kind.
Is it possible that family marriage is encouraged in this village?
Come to think of it, it seems to me that there were religions where family marriage was considered a virtue even in my previous lives.
”No, no, I’m kind of… well, I don’t think I can look at Gizel like that.”
“Hmm, well, you never know.”
Good, it’s not like we’re not talking at all.
I guess so. That’s my dad, he knows what he’s talking about.
“Having a household means you have that much responsibility. Does it feel heavy on the free-spirited Abel? But you’re still a Marren adult. Take this opportunity to be a little more mature.”
It’s not like that at all!
“I’m sorry, I thought marriages were usually done between other families…”
“What are you talking about? I’m married to my sister too, aren’t I?”
My father said, “It’s only natural.”
“Ehhh……”
A startling fact that I didn’t want to know.
Was my mother my father’s sister?
No, no, no, no.
Up until now, I was sure that I had gone off on a tangent or thought that something was wrong, but I believed that this was not the case.
But now that I’ve been told, it certainly seems like there have been a number of exchanges suggesting such things.
“What’s the matter, Abel, you’re sweating so much.”
“For, for what! Why can’t it just be with another house!”
“What’s the matter with you, really? By that reasoning, there would be no problem even among our own people. Listen, it’s said that the closer you are to one another, the stronger the magical power of your descendants………”
”You usually say bow bow bow bow, but now you’re dwelling on such a place?! I thought you didn’t care about magic anymore?!”
“What do you mean I didn’t care! It’s a very important Marren culture! Rather, you usually say magic, magic, so what’s the matter with you?”
“Yes, but! But!”
No, let’s calm down for now.
I’m a little panicked.
If we talk slowly and calmly, my father will understand.
”Listen, Father, please calm down and listen. There is a risk that harmful recessive genes will combine to cause genetic diseases when people who are closely related to each other have children. If you repeat it for generations, the risk increases rapidly. We’re throwing away the benefits of sexual reproduction, so naturally, the body’s tolerance drops as well.”
“Calm down, Abel, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Even a little cold can be a big deal…”
Having said that, I was reminded of the intense cold symptoms within the Marren tribe.
It’s having a negative effect after all. No, but I can handle it with magic, so it’s not a problem.
No, even without that, I can’t seem to mentally accept it.
“What, you weren’t in the mood for it? You said you were very good to Gizel…”
It is only as a sister.
I’m not willing to cross the line. Absolutely not.
“However, according to the rules of the village, if a brother or sister is born, the man will marry if the difference in age is less than five years if the man has come of age. It’s also a tradition…”
”No, it’s a bit…”
”Mmm, mmm. I didn’t expect you to say something like this, even though you are an eccentric person…”
My father said so and then fell silent.
I didn’t know what to say, either. A silence ensues.
“Brother! Brother! Mother, have you seen my brother? I haven’t seen him since a while ago. He wasn’t even in the front yard, you haven’t heard anything about him? I was so worried and worried that he might have run out of power without knowing and fallen down…
Gizel’s voice comes from the house.
Hearing this, my father walks out to the front door of the house.
“Wait a minute, wait a minute, Father! We haven’t finished our talk yet……”
“It’s a good idea to get ready for the ceremony before Abel starts doing something redundant again. He gets swept up in the flow pretty easily, so as long as the ceremony is over, He’ll settle down…”
My father said in a whisper.
I stopped in my tracks.
Hey Old man, what did you just say.
“Fa-, father? You’re just joking, right?”
“Huh? Wha, did I just hear something?”
My father is clearly shaken.
No doubt about it. He’s going to strengthen the surroundings so that I will be forced to go with the flow.
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