"-The Great Angel is even stronger, right?!"
Though the walk from the school to the library wasn't far, Colon restlessly peppered Yamato and her two companions with questions.
"Well... you could say that."
Standing on Gerd's right shoulder, Yamato felt she would only have a chance of winning in something like a tournament match.
...Oh, or a real man's showdown.
"Oh, now this brat actually looks like a kid from Elbaf."
Sitting on Gerd's left shoulder, Ulti was quite pleased with Colon.
Gerd, a human fanatic, had volunteered to let the two of them ride on her shoulders as they walked.
She kept looking at Yamato and Ulti as though they were limited-edition figurines, with a slightly infatuated expression.
"I'm not a brat! I'm a warrior of Elbaf!"
Colon turned back to Ulti on Gerd's shoulder and protested like a rebellious child.
Walking ahead with a basket of food, Ripley made no attempt to "correct" her son, nor did she offer any particular opinion.
Though she called herself one of the "last generation of warriors," she also had a few doubts about the current peace-oriented education.
But that was the prevailing approach to raising Elbaf's next generation, so she went along with it.
She simply wouldn't deliberately discourage children who still dreamed of becoming warriors.
As it happened, her son Colon was actually the only child of his generation who admired the age of warriors.
"Hehehe, that's right. Colon is already a fine little warrior~"
Bringing up the rear, Gerd laughed cheerfully.
"Little warrior, you don't seem quite like an ordinary Giant."
Sitting on the edge of the food basket, Issho had noticed earlier that Colon's presence was somewhat different from that of ordinary Giant children.
"Oh, human mister, did you know my dad is human? He's a pirate who's