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We quickly hopped on the giant owl that mother summoned, which was her familiar, as we began to fly across the skies. The entire trip was beautiful and uneventful, which was a nice relief from those other trips we took there, which were always interrupted by an asshole that wanted to kill us.
"I see your father taught you how to butcher, right?" my mother asked.
"Yeah, it was a lot of fun, but it was also a bit disgusting," I said in response.
"W-Well, that's how it is. Butchering is a work that he likes to do the most. You see, he's a mercenary that liked to hunt a lot of beasts to make a profit, so he loves to butcher them up," my mother said after that.
"H-Hey! You don't have to treat me like a murderous man or something… it's just essential work to make money back then… well, now that I think about it, we don't even need money anymore," my father said, soon sighing after realizing something.
"True… and even if we wanted to, we could easily get it…" mother added.
