The Armageddon Maker 2nd Family
Hard choices

* srisiiiing..... sting.... sting....* a screeching sword screech is heard from the side in the forest along with the sound of several clanking swords that appear to be in battle.

" Ne..... Fathering.... Will Dad not help them? " Fora flew beside Anma who was watching a battle.

" Father flavor.... Not Flora... After all, what's in it to help them? What's more, they seem to be able to handle the matter themselves "Anma replied as she watched the surroundings.

" but.... Fathering.... From what Flora saw, they seemed to have been defeated. Can Flora help them? " Flora flew in front of Anma while pleading.

" Father's answer remains no, Flora. " Anma rubbed Flora's head which showed a hopeful expression

" Don't you say that everyone has their own way of survival. " Add it while flying ignoring the battle.

" Please....... " One of the charioteers from the aid stock carrier shouted for help

" I beg you.... Puh please...... " The coachman shouted again as he ran towards the forest where the two figures were located on top

" Flora feels sorry for those whom I have lost. But on the other hand Flora could not go against father's orders. " Murmured Flora after hearing two different things at about the same time and made Flora try to think quickly about what steps she would take.

" Flora.... Dad didn't forbid you to help them. However, Flora must be ready to face any problems that may arise after Flora helps them. " Said Anma while multiplying her gaze towards Flora who was left quite far behind.

" em.... Well.... Eto..... " Flora thought again about what she should do.

" Maybe if Flora could act on her will, it might be able to lead her towards maturity "Think Anma before she gives the option to the bewildered Flora.

" but.... If new problems arise and the existence of Flora is considered a goddess, maybe Flora will live separately from me. On the other hand, even if Flora's existence was hated, even if I had to force myself, I might destroy the world with the anger I had previously sealed " He thought after giving the option to Flora who was still thinking.

" well.... The decision is in your hands Flora "Inadvertently Anma says what she thinks in a tone sufficient for Flora to hear.

" Damn.... " Anma turned her back on Flora so that Flora would not see her anxious expression.

While hoping that Flora made the same decision as she expected, Anma seemed to walk away as a sign for Flora to make a decision as soon as possible

" Imno...... Fathers..... Flora will help them even though dad does not want to do it "Flora immediately flew down towards the small battle area.

" Geez.... Flora picked a choice I didn't want.." Anma turned her body around and saw that Flora was no longer in her place.

* dzm...... * Anma raised both her hands while stomping her staff over the sky as if the sky was a surface.

* Srasaaaaaaapt * a black fog suddenly appeared around his body which slowly made the sky bright if it became cloudy

" It seems that no one is monitoring this incident using a mirror-like device like last time. " Murm Anma while looking at the reaction of dark clouds that do not show irregularities.

" It seems like it's your lucky day. " Anma took some kind of mask from her item box.

" Ne.... Revn.... I borrowed your body to cover up my true strength of "Murmnya while holding a crow mask made of glowing white crystal.

* swush...... * Anma darted far down to look for Flora just after she changed clothes.

" Please..... Anybody.... " The only surviving coachman covered his eyes when one of the bandits wanted to give him fatal dammage

* splash*a flash strikes that shortly after the clear sky if it starts to cloudy.

" tch...... " The bandit who had intended to attack it actually canceled his intention and returned to his friend.

* Brush....* some thorny roots shot towards the bandit just before he went to his friend's place.

" Ne.... Signore.... You are now safe.... " Flora held the hand of the coachman who had felt scared.

When her gaze looked towards the lifeless bandit, Anma gave a little psical dammage that made the coachman faint.

" Don't show your rude attitude to my beloved daughter " Anma said from behind the darkness of the forest while wearing a black armour with some crystal ornaments that covered every part of the stitches and wearing a similar crow mask.

" Ne..... Whoareyou? " As a result of Anma's apparent disguised power, Flora is unaware of her father's figure.

" It's me, Flora. Your father "Anma shifted the crow mask slightly while smiling at Flora.

" E......?! How come? Said dad didn't want to deal with them "Tanya Flora was upset.

" Dad didn't intend to help them. But I intend to help Flora "Anma walk while turning the stick she holds into a large Gream Reaper gun and carrying it.

" empowered... Fathering.... Thank you "Flora tried to hug Anma in her new fashion.

" no.... You can't thank dad. Because you'll only do what you want. So, as for Flora who wants to help them, I'll just monitor her. But if they make Flora hurt. Then the father will destroy them "Anma held Flora by holding her head with her left hand so that Flora stops while her right hand rotates the scythe she holds to activate a negative aura.

" Mrs..... Fathering.... " Flora again showed an expression of keaal.

" Hehe..... Don't pout like that Flora~ said Flora wanted to help them "Anma

pinching Flora's cheek which was showing an angry expression.

" ah... Ja.... Okay dad... Flora will demonstrate Flora's ability to father "With her blazing spirit, Flora begins to walk into such small skirmishes.

Anma cheered Flora with a clap of hands and a few words of encouragement from behind Flora.

When Flora was far enough ahead, Anma used the tip of her scythe to drag the body of the unconscious coachman.

" Y!! Stop your burning right now "Flora snapped towards the fighting pladins and bandits.

Pladins and bandits who were focused on fighting were unaware of Flora's whereabouts and kept pitting their swords.

" No..... Oye.... Flora said stop "Flora raised her tone unconsciously activating a thorn bind attack.

In contrast to the binding root that he had previously used to hold two figures that had faced him, he was, the root of the lure he was using right now was an ordinary binding root whose function was almost the same as a rope in general.

" Nah... Now it was better "Murm Flora while looking at the pladins and bandits bound by her prickly roots.

" Y!! What the hell is this? Who are you and what is your business coming here "One of the brown-robed bandits snapped at Flora.

" Eto... Well..... Ano.... Flora came here to save you. But.... Among you, who is the criminal? " His reply was to the brown-robed bandit with an innocent face.

" The Graa...... What the fuck is that.... I don't have time for something like this "The brown-robed bandit got mad and blew the knot from the root that bound him using a spell.

After several attempts and sacrificing some of his body, the bandit managed to break out of the thorny root snare from Flora.

" Whomever you are.... Because it disrupted my plans... I'll make sure you'll regret it "The brown-robed bandit played to the two little swords he held in his hand.

" He....eh....?! Looks like you're the villain well "With her expression still smiling, Flora pointed towards the bandit in the brown robe as if she was ready to punish.

" But if you look more carefully, maybe you will be a good item in the market "The brown-robed bandit muttered while licking the sharp part of the weapon.

" Poisonnoslee.... Camouflage.... Fastosteeep "Guamam the brown-robed bandit before it started darting towards Flora.

* swught....* the bandit darted quickly towards Flora while intending to give fatal dammage.