Spoiler: #438 The winds of Buschien were fierce, and there was a particularly piercing. When I smelled the thick winter in the cold that doesn't seem like spring, I realized that I was far away from my hometown. Elan Union Island is where most of the year is winter depending on the region, but Dmitry I grew up in was not so much, and while traveling to meet Esh, he has been blessed by the sun because he has moved south. So, the back view of Shak standing in the cold wind was enough to give me a new stimulus. Isn't it good, Koiren man? Among them, the one who stands at the apex. “He who has power will have everything, so strength is the greatest virtue. The only solution to bloom in chaos, and our symbol. The one who ends the battle with the power he possesses himself is the only righteous ruler. Master of glory, end of chaos .The soul of Buschien.” It was an opening ceremony like a KOIREN alliance. The eyes of the countless people who filled the stadium were looking at him, and all they could hear was his voice. It made everyone realize who the head of this city is. “I hope and wait in the name of the Mercenary King that someone who finds an answer is born here today. May he win. May there be only the blessing of the fearless sword before him.” It was strange to hear Shak's voice clearly even though the shouts from all directions resounded through the venue. Even his voice is full of power. He had a strong presence that made you realize why he was the head of this city just by standing there, silently but surely grabbing the crowd and making them tense. And humans were instinctively drawn to beings that gently overwhelm and surround them. If I could feel this way, the mediocre mercenaries would suffer from unbearably strong desires to become his servants. Is this also because of demon blood? Or is it the ruler he was born with? Since the blood of enchantment only works for the opposite sex, it is probably the latter. [The more I look at it, the more I like it•••••••.] Shak was a human being who fascinated me in many ways. No, he was a half-horse. I was suffering from the side effects of watching the Shak, which herald the start of the competition, up close. The possessiveness inside me found my prey after a long time and salivated. [Ha, I want him••• That man•••••••.] I want to swallow it in one bite. I want to make it mine and keep it in the palm of my hand forever. Because there was no reason not to. The reason I was seduced was that if U reached out my hand, he would be mine. [Wipe your saliva.] [Sup… … How is it so appetizing?] Rai poked my cheek with the tip of his tail, licking my lips. [I think Elle taught me not to pick up anything on the road?] [Is that so... … … ? I don't remember.] [Because the Master does not have the talent to listen.] [I have a talent for becoming a Master.] [No. Are you openly talking about it?] No matter what Rai said, my eyes were fixed on Shak. After standing on the podium at the end of the VIP seats and greeting the competition, Shak looked at me with his fine-grained hair fluttering in the wind. And he smiled as if his greeting wasn't bad. After showing off his presence like that, when he sees me, he's just a man looking for compliments. It's a foul. [As you may know, poisonous things have a good color. The reason that smell is fragrant to the Master is because the Master is a pervert who likes dangerous things!] Now, even if Rai calls me a pervert, it doesn't matter. Because it's true. It is convenient to admit. [As you said. The more I look at Shak, the more ripe he looks••••••• Besides, he just wants me to eat him. How can I just look at that?] It is polite to covet at least one bite. Esh's face lit up for a moment, but that was all. _ [Because that guy is a poisoned fruit!] _ [Anyone who can enjoy poisonous things is an adult!] _ […What is an adult, if you enjoy poison, you are just a pervert Demon King!] [This child… … ?] There are no voices that can't be heard from the owner. [No matter what you say, that guy is the opposite! Opposition to death!] [Why do you keep beating our Shak?] [Naturally, don't say 'our' Shak! It's been a few days since you met, so you're covering yourself up like that! This patient with light-headedness! A Master is all about being handsome!] [Dodge.] My answer was adamant. Everything else is mine. There are titles, fame, and money. Now, all you have to do is prepare for a comfortable retirement by collecting beautiful things that money cannot buy. Let's forget for a moment what God said about the opponent of fate and the light wizard because it gives me a headache. It was a very healthy reflex for me to release my stress by collecting beautiful things. So, it can be said that coveting Shak is a good hobby. [Because it is not wholesome!] [Get out of my head.] [Master's desire is so muddy, what do I do to it? If you want to covet something beautiful, you have to Master it!] [Shak and Ash taste different!] There is no taste like under the sky! [Yeah, that's because one of them is poison and the other is non-toxic!] [Heh, who doesn't know that?] [I'm talking about eating harmless foods if possible! If you eat something stimulating, you will get sick! I'm not asking for something so difficult! You don't even know how I feel about the Master!] [... I know... I know your heart...] [Do you know?] [If you don't want to do it, I want to do it more.] [This person•••••••?] _l While Rai was challenging the limits of how far the spirits could stare at the owner with ruthlessness, Shak came down from the podium and chatted with people who seemed to be involved in the competition. In the meantime, the eyes often turned to me with a sweet smile, which drew the attention of the people involved as well. In fact, it seemed that everyone had great doubts about my existence, except for Shak's subordinates, who knew the situation to some extent. I suddenly appeared and occupied the most conspicuous seat next to Shak, so it was rather strange that he didn't. The reason why no one asks about me openly is probably because Shak's existence is not satisfactory. Shak noticed the curious glances around him, but didn't seem to have any intention of responding to it, so he immediately turned the officials away and came towards me. I like the relaxed gait, knowing that you are the ruler of this place. “Wizard.” "Shak." “Is your seat okay?” "Not bad." I won the top prize in this competition, can't it be comfortable? Originally, the structure of the VIP seat, which Shak would have used alone, resembled a typical aristocratic grandstand. It is said that it became a mercenary city, but Chairman Lee must have belonged to a nobleman in the past. Two luxurious chairs are placed side by side in the best sunny spot with a panoramic view of the stadium, and behind it is a common room with a red awning to hide from the public eye. In the past, it must have been a place for the couple of the Seongju of this city. Now it has become Shak and mine. “If you need anything, just tell me. You can also order my subordinates. I have instructed them to respect your orders as if they were mine and to follow them, so there will be no inconvenience during your stay here.” “Good. Aren't your men wearing white armbands?" "Yeah." All those wearing armbands engraved with vines looked useful as mercenaries. Lugo's subordinates weren't bad either, but this one seemed a little higher. Some of them were familiar with the Wyvern massacre. There were far more unknown faces, but it was clear that the glances at me were favorable to what I had heard. “What did you say to look at me with those eyes?” “It’s my lifesaver.” “…Uh… Your pride?” The mercenary king's lifesaver, the title is too grand. Shak's men who went to Wyvern subjugation together know that I healed Shak, but there were more men who were not at the scene. “What does acknowledging that have to do with my pride?” “No, because••.” With a simple gesture, I pulled the Shak's ear closer to my nose. I knew that even that appearance would attract people's attention, but I couldn't help it. Because it wasn't a big deal. “To say that, you also have to say that you tried to drink dragon blood. That is a lie.” It was unlikely that the doping rumors I spit out would spread everywhere. There's no way it won't hurt his reputation. What did you do when you stopped Lugo from spreading rumors? “I know what you are worried about. But it is true that I tried to run wild, and it is impossible for citizens to keep hiding it from their subordinates.” “I’ve seen quite a few people.” "Yeah, I can't tell them the real reason, so I thought it would be better to keep what you said true. Above all, my subordinates have a heavy mouth. Once they get it, they won't go out and talk about it." By giving your subordinates answers before they ask any questions, you prevent confusion and maintain a trusting relationship. Shak seemed very good at handling his subordinates. Maybe even more than me as a spirit sage. "If you're okay with that, I don't mind•••." "Fufu, you seem to have a different mindset from this one. Drinking dragon blood and trying to become stronger is not so embarrassing. People here have been doing everything to become stronger for a long time." From what I've heard, it's like that. It doesn't look very good on the Elan Alliance side, but in the Koiren Alliance, where there are also warlocks, drinking dragon blood and increasing their power might not be that bad. “Then you’re saying my excuses were pretty good?” “Maybe. It was like, ‘It wasn’t the worst’.” [Huh... … ? It's rare to find someone who can choke when the Master speaks with his eyes twinkling... .] “Are you being needlessly honest?” "I don't know if it was any other mercenary, but it wasn't something I would do. But I'm glad. Recently..." Shak lowered his voice and came closer to me, touching the handle of the chair. He almost buried my lips through my hair, so when viewed from the side, it might seem like he is doing something else. “Because of the abnormal magic, my condition was strange.” It's a secret thing to push. I quietly nodded in the shadow of Shak. “That was a good excuse.” "How?" “The subordinates don’t know the cause, but they were vaguely noticing that the status quo was different from usual these days. You don't use a sword or... … The time for mana training has been extended or… .” “Hey.” "You must understand that you ate dragon blood instead of medicine." It certainly looked better that way to avoid suspicion. With that said, even if dope rumors spread, his subordinates will stand up to protest and defend his honor, so it's even perfect. Dragon's blood was also famous as an ancient remedy for all ailments. The problem is that it's terribly tricky to deal with. Spoiler: #439 In fact, dragon blood was the highest-grade material that was not used anywhere, even in alchemy or when making magic tools. If the dragon had been a gentle existence, it would have gone extinct due to oversupply. "Great. Then let's get it right. You had a problem with your mana flow due to excessive mana training, and I calmed you down because of the dragon's blood that you ate that was supposed to be medicine. Doping was my misunderstanding. What do you think?" [Master! Don't give him a twinkle!] I was a person far from innocent, but it was extremely rare for me to lie for the sake of others. But Shak was a life that had no choice but to live in lies. If he gives up living as a human being, then he can live as his true self, but that's not what he wants. "Why? Isn’t it good?” He looked down at me silently, but didn't say anything. I'm sorry for creating doping allegations, so I'm trying to cooperate with you, but this time too, is it a plan to avoid the worst? In fact, there are so few enemies that my plans have been well-received. Seeing you smile like ice that soon melts, it seems like you were worried about nothing. Have Shak's men ever seen him smile like that? “I’m glad.” “How can you look overly happy?” “Even though you know who I am, you treat me the same as before. Besides, the grace that I received from you for telling me lies for my secrets that have nothing to do with you is too great to be true.” As a person who usually lies like eating soup, I was not impressed with whether this was something to be thankful for. Lying is the easiest thing in the world. How hard is it to hide something that is half-mad? If caught while hiding, it's a death sentence. You can't take it, right? “You wouldn't even guess. My soul is comforted just to have someone I can face without lying like this. Suddenly realize... It’s been a long time coming.” "What? To meet someone who knows your secrets?” "No. It's about meeting someone who knows the secret and doesn't fear me. Your gaze on me is the same as before. It's only natural that my soul will be drawn to your strength." [Hey! Go away, you flirt!] Shak's work was as natural as flowing water, but the presence of Rai, who shouted against the union and shook his body, was so powerful. Is this just what it feels like when the eel you just caught jumps over your face? Rai showed a strong presence in a different meaning from Shak. [It's a dirty demon! Where do you get that filthy magi mass!] “Sorry.” [How dare you reach out to the Master! People looked right, but turned it off! Get stuck! I will protect the Master!] It's so intense it's embarrassing. “I’m sorry, Shak. It's not been a day or two since my snake is naughty, but it's cheeky today. Rai! What are you doing with my VIP ticket!” [Because you just said aloud that it was a ticket!] _l There was no way Rai couldn't defeat me by force, but he was helplessly caught by the hand that roughly crumpled it into the hood. It's not worth mentioning that his previous attempts to slap him in the face were unsuccessful. Who would think of this frivolous bastard as a year-old spirit? I am even skeptical sometimes. “Oh, Shak? I had something to tell you. sit here It's important." I beckoned Shak again, a step away because of Rai, to sit next to me. Instead of sitting side by side and watching the game that just started, we were busy whispering pushes into each other's ears. “Where I got it is a secret, but I have information that might be of some help to you. The mana of Middle-earth is unstable•••." Even though I said only there, I could feel Shak getting closer to my body. “Well, it happened every few thousand years. It is also something that will pass soon. So, I want to tell you to be safe." “•••Is that really true?” “The source is certain, so you can trust it. It may be the first time in your life, but it has happened before, and it will happen again in the future. It is said that once the mana rises like this, it becomes quiet again for a long time." “How does the wizard know that?” It was too large a flow for a man who had just turned 20 to understand. “Is that a secret? But let me tell you about this. It’s a story told by a being who has lived as long as a dragon.” Even if I don't express it too much, for Shak, there is probably nothing more disturbing than this. If he continues to see mana from all directions like this, a difficult situation will arise for him. Right now, the human blood and the demon's blood have been restored, so it might be okay, but not long ago•••••• So, by his standards and by human standards, maybe 18 years. I can't say for sure, but after enough time has passed for a single human to become an adult, the blood will start to become imbalanced again. But what if the mana of Middle-earth does not calm down by then? If it does not subside and continues to seep, what if this state lasts forever? Is there any other nightmare for a half-mad man? If that happened, he might have killed himself before the terrible situation that he could not control again, judging from his temper. I didn't think he needed to live with unnecessary anxiety. “That said.” “I’ll bet. Things that make you anxious will be over soon." [Sheesh, why are you so kind?] [Yeah, because Shak is kind to me. Especially the face is kind. Eyes are being taken very seriously.] [••••••This person is a genius•••••••.] There may not have been any more reassuring stories, but it didn't look so happy. A light of relief flashed in his eyes, but that was all. He quickly returned to my usual calm eyes, and quietly put my face into them. There was no need to ask why I still looked bitter. Because I am the only one who knows the answer out of all the people who filled this stadium. 'Just because mana disappears doesn't mean his nightmare will end.' Just because he was born, he carried an ordeal that an ordinary person could not bear, and it was somehow similar to me. Living with an unwanted fate is like not being surprised when death comes one day. It's because we're already used to things that are out of their will. I know I could die every day, even today. I desperately know that life can end suddenly and you can lose everything in vain. The reason I feel so comfortable making eye contact with him must be because I am suffering from the same depression. “You know? Wizard.” "Yes?" “I like the way you look at me.” This guy's popularity. Demons are also possessed. “Neither sympathize with me nor take pity on me. Your eyes are not afraid, and your eyes are at ease. I don't know if I'm interpreting it as I like, but somehow, I feel like I'm being praised when your eyes are on me." “I don’t think it’s unique.” If you can think of a Mercenary King who is a lot older than that. As he put his elbows on the handle of the chair and smiled playfully, Shak slowly leaned on his arm and whispered as if it was a secret. “Is it because you are a summoner? Or is it because of that energy?” Is that energy the energy of the lake that was created by eating the spirit eggs? I raised my eyebrows following him. “If I look at you, for the first time in my life, isn't it good to be possessed by someone? That instinct is wriggling.” "Oh my goodness•••." Rejoice, I replied softly and stroked the back of his hand as if stroking the head of a beast. The game was in full swing down there, and I knew from the beginning that people were watching this side more than the game, but I didn't care. Because the big fish was in front of me. Asmodians are creatures with powerful powers, but strangely, they were also ancient summoned beasts that allowed themselves to be ruled by contractors. The difference from normal pets is that sometimes they rule over the master. Like a dark spirit. That's probably why Rai warns of shocks over and over again that it's dangerous. If the spirits contract with humans for balance, demons contract with humans to break the balance, giving the owner pain, despair, and pleasure instead of loyalty. They deceived their masters, devoured their body and soul, and used them as a stepping stone to pollute Middle-earth, so they had no choice but to be at odds with the spirits. It was a natural reaction that Rai was terrified of Shak. Like I hate Robenin, it's an unavoidable problem. However, I was a summoner with the name of an Elementalist, and even if I didn't sign a contract, I was the embodiment of desire to put it in my pocket once it looked useful. And he smelled the lust and drew the blood of the one being summoned thickly... It may be a very natural instinct for us to want to possess each other. “Wizard, please tell me what you are thinking with those sweet eyes. I want to know anything about you. And if possible••• don't just look at me, stroke me with your fingertips as if it were yours.” [This despicable crab!] “Like that day.” “Whoever hears it will be misunderstood.” It's the first time I've seen a man begging to be touched. •••••• It's good. But it's not like I'm running out again, so I can't just follow my heart... [Who said heart!] [Ah.] [Usually, if you ask me to touch it, isn't it somewhere else! Somewhere else! This bastard was glamorous, but so was the Master!] "Huh, I want to touch you. But there are too many eyes to see here, don't you?" He should feel good when I touch it. It was probably my strength to purify him, and because the spirit of the lake ate the half egg, just being close to me meant that the chance of him running wild was significantly reduced. Even if he sometimes sees mana, if he touches me, it will bring stability to him, so I understand his desire to touch me even a little bit. Well, there may be some self-interest, but I can assure you that my self-will will be greater. “It would be safer if you had eyes to see.” "...?" “How, then, would you like to go inside?” Behind the VIP seats, there was a secret tent for such occasions. The invitation to a private space that completely blocks the viewer's gaze felt like a fairly high-level temptation. Maybe the selfishness over there is greater than mine•••••••? What is this man thinking with a simple face?
HAHAHAHA... I can't help my mind going wild imagining what will happen in the next chapters ... But i think as long as Rai is there what i'm thinking won't happen, hahahahahaha... Btw, thanks for the update
I fell asleep last night while editing, sorry... Spoiler: #440 [As you know, not until dirt gets in my eyes.] “Is there any dirt here?” [Master!] "I'm sorry, you are not good enough for you to fight against this guy yet•••." [Kyakyakyaeng! Did you see it! This is the eye level of you and me!] “But I think you will win soon.” [Oh really! You're too much! Master! You are doing that on purpose! Because I'm against it, it burns even more!] You seem to know well. There was also the opposition of Rai, so he didn't act strangely to stand shoulder to shoulder with Shak right away, but I had a feeling that I couldn't stand the temptation that continued like breathing. Because Shak was a man who made me feel lewd just by sitting with my arms crossed. [Sorry, Ash.] [Why are you suddenly apologizing to Ash?•••••••? The spirit is anxious•••••••?] [After I went to Sanctuary, did you feel better? The sense said••••••• I and Ash••••••] [Ash?] [A deal that will make you cry.] Rai sighed like an old man at the subject of snakes, or even chunks of metal that looked like snakes. [You can know that without feeling? Even a passer-by will know that the Master is a man who can make a man cry.] [What do you think of me?] [An unscrupulous but talented person?] [Hmm, that's a compliment.] [Positive bullshit. The owner of a bad taste who likes the tears of handsome men. If I had been born in the ancient times when magic was infested, you would have become a demon summoner rather than a spirit warrior, and ate a couple of 'light' rolls.] I'll be honest with you in one word. If I had a contract with a demon, I could hold it and cut it, but it hurts my hand, so I can't cut it... Outwardly, I tried to keep composure, but my hand was used to cover my twitching lips. Then, my eyes met with Shak, who was quietly looking at me. When I left him alone and talked to Rai, Shak waited patiently without disturbing me, which made me feel he was more mature. Usually, if I suddenly lose words or change my expression while talking to Rai, I am confused because they do not understand or look at me strangely. In addition, this man was quick to notice, and even though Rai interrupted his work every time he showed hostility and tried to bite, he never counterattacked. As if he knew that if he hurt Rai recklessly, he would turn away from me. “You are looking at me strangely again.” “Do you mean••••••• Can you hear me talking to Rai?” “Please. It’s just that I know with a sense that there’s something between you that I can’t get in.” Just in case I did it anyway. It is unlikely that such a case will be common. Even if it was only half of Shak, he inherited the blood of the demons, so there is no way he would have an affinity with the spirits. Suddenly, I remembered the face of the little boy who was crying in search of his mother. He cried for a long time saying I want to go back to the jungle. 'I wondered what the little boy was doing by now•••••• his father.' Without realizing it, I had to look around the venue in search of Kenta. Mr. Lee is a rare person and takes good care of him, but it was difficult to live in an unfamiliar place away from his parents. In my case, I quickly got used to it, but I couldn't say that it was easy. It was then that I discovered the red hair in the crowd waiting for the match. When the red color came into my eyes, I had the illusion that my eyesight increased instantly, but that wasn't Robenin. All the VIP seats were good, but the distance to the stadium was far, so it was difficult to recognize faces. It is a place where you have to give up some sense of excitement and realism instead of seeing the whole scene at a glance. “Shak?” “Yes, Wizard.” “I want to go down and see. Is it possible?" The competition had just started, but the first round was quickly completed and the second round was moving on. The third match is already taking place in the fast lane. As it was the first day, there were no conspicuous players or matches that drew much attention, and since dozens of matches were being played at the same time, the time limit for each match seemed short. Is Robenin already mixed in that crowd? Or maybe he was late and was kicked out without even being able to participate in the match•••. He's a potential guy. I'll go downstairs and look for him myself. “If you want it, I will make it possible. Normally, you cannot enter unless you are a participant or an official of the competition, but in front of you, it is not so important.” “It’s good because you have a bright voice.” “I’ll attach my subordinates” "You?" “I would like to guide you directly, but today is the first day, so I can't be away for a long time. Everyone will be disappointed if they don't see me." Shak was a major player in the event, although he was flirting with me openly. It is also referred to as the host side in the dictionary. He must be a busy man to give directions. He has a duty to sit in the highest position and establish himself here. Because Shak was also the living trophy for this competition. “Okay then. Just tell me the way.” “If you go alone, you will not be able to enter the venue.” Sheesh, I just hate wearing it. Even if I didn't say it out of my mouth, my feelings were fully revealed on my face. “There are other reasons. Even if you don't, it will be troublesome for someone who stands out to go alone. The rude people will work on you without a break.” “It’s familiar. No problem, I can blow them away.” “It’s wonderful, but it’s best to restrain yourself. Isn't this the time for even wizards to calm down? And again, there seems to be a difference in communication•••••• When I say 'work', I mean apply for a duel.” "••• Uh, that one?" _ Usually, when you work on beauty, you don't have that intention. _ “You are already famous in this city. It goes without saying that you are the most talked about person. I can assure you, you're more interested than Lugo." "Why?" It's just that I've been living a little bit looser than usual. “The mercenary city is rumored to be fast. You'll already know that wizards are not usually strong. It's very rare to ask a wizard to duel with swordsmanship, but there are many mercenaries like that.” "..." “You know that you are called a witch who wields light. When I heard the rumor, I invited you to the mansion, and I fell in love with your power. Everyone is looking at you and wondering how strong you are, so you must be struggling.” They say that they don't care that I'm a wizard, and they're lining up to ask for a duel. Normally it wouldn't be a problem at all, but now it's a bit troublesome. I am recovering quickly thanks to eating the Spirit Egg, but that was only in effect when I was properly rested. If I want to kill Robenin sooner or later, I have to focus on returning my body to normal•••. In such a situation, if men blinded to fights rush in as a group•••. “••• How many people do you have to wear to avoid trouble?” "Six?" "Two." "Write." (Maybe 'right'?) “Because there is Rai too.” Against Shak, he failed every time, but I know that Rai is pretty good. It's because he has slightly deflected attacks that would have devastated my bones with the back of my hand several times. "I see. Two will suffice. I'll attach a friend who is as good as my Left Hand so that you can see it comfortably." *** “Hey, Left Hand.” “My name is Kipkar...” “Left Hand.” "Yes..." The gray-haired subordinate, Shak's Left Hand, was a member of the Wyvern hunting team. I remember seeing a big cut across the bridge of his nose. He was humble, either because he had seen clearly how I destroyed the Wyverns, or because of Shak's Breath. “If you look at what he is doing, I think there are a lot of women around. What do you think?" “Kuchp.” The fact that he coughed in vain while guiding the road was proof that he was still lacking in training. It's just such a shocking reaction. "Wow, what are you talking about..." “Don’t pretend you don’t understand.” "•••If I said no, I would be lying, but he hasn't had anyone around lately. Male and female! It really is!" It must have been because of excessive drinking. “It has been a long time since he looked so happy. Of course, he likes people and is always kind to those around him••••••, but he was not the kind of person he is without walls as he is today.” “It sounds like I’m special.” “Tell me, it hurts! It must be the reason that the people of the city look at the Wizard in a strange way. Aren't you the one who captured Shak?" “It’s a fall•••.” “And that too overnight.” To those who are not familiar with him, it may seem that I captured Shak with ease. In a sense other than combat. But my thoughts were different. The reason Shak supports me openly is because he is a half-demon who knows grace. The more he shows favor to me, the more he will have no choice but to bow his head under me. Also, I can't shake the thought that he's a savvy man. “It’s all over.” There were still a lot of things I wanted to ask about Shak, but it didn't take long to get to the stadium, and the number of people increased so I couldn't keep talking nonsense. Besides, as I got out of the comfortable VIP seat and went downstairs, the eyes on me became even more revealing. It's different from the way Shak's subordinates look at me. This was similar to ••••••• It was like looking at a rare monster. As if I was reluctant to exist, I took a step back, but when I had a chance, I felt like I wanted to stop breathing. [Is there more and more eyes to see? Master.] [Wherever I go, it's fate to be like this.] [Probably not••••••• The Master stands out as a human being. I have nothing to go to fate.] I feel like a celebrity. Oh, I'm a celebrity right? If I go back to Dmitry, I'm going to live with this kind of gaze every day. Since I am a Saint, I want to have more respect than this. Anyway, it was very annoying to see everyone in my line of sight staring intently at me. The entrance to the stadium was tightly blocked by the big tournament officials, but the so-called Left Hand of Shak made a familiar chin as if his face was like a free pass and it opened as easily as Rai. Then, the eyes of the spectators gathered around me looked in the back of my head. This is because there are not one or two people who somehow wanted to sneak in and watch the match right in front of them. "Come in. Wizard." Power is like x from the point of view of the person being attacked, but there is nothing like it when wielding it. [It's comfortable.] [Whoa, I wish I could live in this city if I wore that white armband.] [••••••A Master is not just an armband, but a person with a Mercenary King on her side. To be precise, you feel like you are flirting with the Mercenary King openly!] Clap! Power supreme! And if possible, the best position where you can only enjoy that power! Being responsible is just disgusting. Spoiler: #441 I wandered through the dusty match grounds, feeling like I had come on a picnic. The smell of blood and sweat, and as swords and swords collided and shattered all over the place, I found this unique smell calming my mind and body. I'd say it smells a little like Ador. If you go to a place where metal constantly collides, you get a strange burnt smell. It is similar to the smell left after a large electric spark. I looked around and looked for Robenin. And two of Shak's men, following me around, were busy chasing after me because they didn't know what I was looking for. “Wizard, that match over there will be worth watching.” “Hey, I will! The two mercenary leaders, who are considered to be in the round of 16, face off. Let's go!” “I’m done. Let's go see the two of us." Even without Rai's request, I looked around looking for Robenin, but he was nowhere to be seen. I don't want to make this assumption, but is it not? [You can't see the show. Master? Could it be that this guy was late and couldn't compete? Otherwise, he couldn't get a ticket in the first place•••••••.] [••••••This damn bastard••• • is doing a really good job of making people upset.] [Don't suddenly understand the feelings of Robenin's parents.] [no! How can he not do it the way I want it to be once! Uh? This person. What the hell!] I didn't even expect that he'd die somewhere from the wounds he suffered in the battle with me. He is a person with beast-like resilience, and he also received basic treatment. He can't trust the person who treated him, so he has to do this himself because of the crazy guy who stuns him and bounces around. My teeth were ripped apart. The reason I get angry all of a sudden is because I don't like the way I'm following the bastard. “I will kill you••••••• Find and kill him. This fucking xxx•••." “Ma, sorcerer••••••••?” Not even one or two eyes followed me, so even standing in one place for a long time was uncomfortable. All the guys who participated in this contest were crazy about fighting, so they looked at me like they saw gold bars. There was a guy who cut his forearm because he looked at me while he was in the middle of a match, and there was a guy who sneaked towards me even though it was his turn and was caught by the officials. And in this arena, there are only people who don't care about me... "Uncle!" "What? Kid? Have you come down already?” “Up there was no fun.” Kenta's expression, which had wanted to be sympathetic for a moment when he saw me, suddenly changed to trembling as soon as he saw Shak's subordinates following me. Lugo's party was separated from the other mercenaries, but it was noticeable that they were gathered under the shadow of a corner. The locals here were outspokenly ostracized, but they also seemed comfortable with each other. As I approached Kenta's side, Shak's men, who were following me, stopped at a distance and just watched me. They are the faces that don't want to breathe the same air as the Elan Alliance guys. They never dreamed that I was a saint of Elan. [A certain saint puts a bitch in their mouth!] [Fufu, did you see it? My secret camouflage?] [Teing.] “But what about Lugo?” “My brother went to the game when it was his turn. Do you want to go take a look?” "No. It's still the qualifiers, what am I going to see?" Until the third day, it was only a preliminary round, and none of the mercenaries I knew had a hard time from the first day. Even if it can't be done, it seems like it's worth narrowing it down to about 64 people. “How come you don’t seem to enjoy it as much as you expected?” "I'm not interested in fighting dwarfs." “Speak small. Because those who listen are angry.” “If you get a fever, run away.” No matter how much I had to take care of myself, I was able to turn half-dried squid into semi-dried squid at any time. Of course, complete drying is also possible. As soon as Shak's men fell, I was giving my middle finger to the mercenaries who had their eyes glowing at me, while Kenta quietly covered my middle finger and turned my body toward their group. Kenta is an uncle who takes good care of me. He feels like a father. “Hey, it looks like you’re playing well with Shak.” "Saw?" “I have eyes, can’t you see them? By the way, you are a great Kid. Until a few days ago, you was on the blacklist and was wandering around saying that you had nowhere to sleep, but today you becomes Shak's partner and looks down on us from above.” If you can see the bottom from the VIP seat, it means you can see the top well from below. I glanced around and saw Shak sitting on top. Like a King of wild beasts that occupy the top of a cliff, it is relaxed and beautiful. How could you not look at that man? Shak didn't have a conversation with his subordinate in the midst of a conversation, but seemed to have sensed my gaze. I looked at Kenta again. Once again, I thought that Anellia unnie didn't look at men's faces. “It’s a face that thinks something rude.” “Oh must. I think it's fortunate that Ani looks like my elder sister." “It’s hot, but that’s good news.” "Is not it?" Kenta was the type to admit what he had to admit. Make sure you point out. “I don’t want Anie to grow up as unscrupulous as you, revealing a man’s face.” "What? Are you curious enough about Ani?” "No! What are you talking about that makes me so sad! As a person lives, his personality is glamorous and he can reveal only his face! You understand everything.” [Like a curse show.] “Young people these days say that respect for taste is so important? No matter how much I eat my face, it's true that bread that looks good is also good to eat! Isn't it?" I don't need other people's understanding to enjoy my taste, but I felt sorry for the way he lowered his tail right away, so I decided to look after him. "huh. You must be curious about Ani." “If given a chance, I would only ask about fifty-two questions.” “What, that specific number… I hate it. Bothered." When I refused and hated it, Kenta had a face that received even a big shock. But I didn't even know fifty-two things about Ani. "Why... why? Why are you torturing me like this? If you let me know about you, I will take responsibility for it!” “I didn’t want to say anything because I was afraid of this. Say thanks. I rescued the drowning guy and he said he'd give me a bag." "••••••After hearing that, that's also true•••••• But what if I'm still curious!" "Under? Why do I have to answer your questions?" “Am I•••••• Ani Daddy?” “I didn’t even know it existed until a few days ago•••.” Now, for the sake of Ani, he had the momentum to jump into the fire. I don't think I'll ever know what a parent's heart feels like for the rest of my life. “Well, I might be able to teach you some things I know by watching you do it. Ah! I'll give her some of your hair if you want. I know where Ani is.” Kenta quickly ran fingers through his loosely braided hair, as if he was out of breath in shock. Most had their hair braided or braided and tied together. It was also meant to not be annoying during battle, but it was also a means to wash as little as possible. Even if it was braided, it had to be long at the shoulder, and Kenta was relatively short, so it was only long enough to reach the chin. It was a rare, well-maintained, straight hair. "no! I can't let go of this chubby head!" “Then wash up.” Cutting off some of their hair and sending it to someone else was a common thing for lovers, but it was often done to wish the well-being of distant family members. For the first time in her life, Kenta had a serious expression on his face as he was worried about the condition of his hair. I was laughing because I was teasing someone, but•••. “Kukkuk.” [Anyway, bad taste.] [This kind of bullying is aegyo. You can really tell me later••• ••.] [Uh•••••• Master?] “•••I saw it too.” A man I had not seen when I looked for it was passing by my eyes without a sound. I even noticed that it was in my sight the whole time. A dark cloak, sitting in a more cornered seat than Lugo's group gathered in a deserted corner, abruptly stood up and began to move, because it was Robenin. Even though I was looking at it, I didn't feel any presence at all, and I didn't even realize that there was a person there before he got up. Kenta also shifted his gaze following the day he sharpened his teeth, but then he noticed that he was surprised. “Since when has he been there?” The thing that pissed me off the most was that he knew I was getting close. As he got up and went to another place, he was so relaxed that I wanted to dig up the eyes that were scrutinizing me. Also, those eyes clearly knew who I was. “That unlucky thing•••!” It would have felt better if he had ignored it because he didn't know who it was, as always. The reason that bastard was a bastard was that he was ignoring my existence even though he was aware of it. I felt a major step forward in recognizing my existence properly, but I was not grateful at all. “Kid?” Driven by my back in anger, I took a few quick steps to follow him, then stopped there. At first, I thought I should calm down. It was after I had suspicions that my feelings towards him were not purely mine, but might be a trick of the gods. But Rai was skeptical of my hypothesis. He said that it is one of the oldest truths Rai knows, that no matter how much a god, he cannot change a person's emotions. Making people fall in love with someone they don't know, or creating a motherhood that they didn't have. It means that it is outside the realm of God from the beginning. So, even if they cleverly pave the way to change their minds in the direction they want to go, they can't directly move their emotions. Rather, it would be easier for God to tear the dimensional gates and descend into Middle-earth. Just like a human can kill an ant by stepping on it, but can't control the ant's feelings. [God's direct intervention in Middle-earth is more difficult than a Master thinks. If it was easy to control emotions, he wouldn't have let the Light Wizard go crazy.] Reflecting on Rai's words, I relaxed his body and slowly followed after Robenin. Kenta followed me closely after chasing me from a reasonable distance, followed by two more of Shak's men. Damn it. My tail is so long, how could he not be noticed? Even if it was second to none that my very existence stood out among the gloomy and gloomy mercenaries. Even Robenin knew I was following him, but he was ignoring me because it wasn't like I was following him, so I could put two pairs of legs on Kenta's. [Why use someone else's leg••••••?] “Are you an acquaintance? Kid? Could your party be coming soon?” “There’s no way I can be with that guy!” “Is that so? He look pretty strong•••." “What do you do if you’re strong, you’re such a scumbag. First of all, a person has to be human like an uncle!" "Kid..." [I felt a little pitiful every time Kenta thought of Master, but now that I see it, I don't think I need to worry. This guy was also a weird guy.] I pushed Kenta forward, making him a minion, and hiding behind his back, watching Robenin's actions through the eyes of a hawk. He was checking the number of signs posted throughout the stadium to see if it was his turn to go to the game. Each venue was assigned a temporary number, and a dedicated referee was attached to it, so the preliminary rounds were held quickly. If the match was divided, the tournament officials who assigned the place and time for the next match were assigned to each zone, so it seemed to be running quite systematically. The arena where Robenin arrived was number 18. It was the right number for him. Spoiler: #442 “Kyle Gorry?” The referee, who was looking at the schedule, glanced at Robenin and asked, and he said affirmatively by blinking his eyes. The referee didn't take much notice, accustomed to disrespectful bastards, but he had to wiggle lips in the chimney. That bastard••• And your name isn't Kyle! It was as common a name as Jinnie. Even if you go to any village and shout his name, ten people will come out knowing you are calling him. “Identification card.” The referee only glanced at the identity card presented by Robenin with an annoyed look. As a rule, they do inspections, but it's like pretending. In fact, it was difficult to judge the authenticity even if it was forged or used by someone else. There was no picture attached, and it was a wooden board with the place of birth, name, and parents' names written on it. The identity cards of commoners were nothing more than proof that they were not slaves. At least it must have been stolen from someone who could barely see it. I don't know what the real Kyle did, but seeing that his identity card and qualification are taken away, he is very unfortunate. [You know what I lost because of the Master, right?] [Huh, this body gave me the idea.] For Robenin to participate in the competition, there was no other way than to steal other people's things. [Um••••••• I'm sure he didn't kill and steal it, right?] [...A.] Robenin is a madman who steals bandits' clothes, but I wondered if he would have taken Kyle's life by taking away his qualifications. No matter what, the owner of that name wouldn't be willing to give it all away••. [I must have saved my life! No matter how much I do, I don't kill people because of such things, but I don't know about that guy.] [Let's hope it won't happen again because of the Master's cunning.] [Hey, are you a nerd? You are harsh. Can you call it a conspiracy?] [What kind of car is it•••••••?] [Feel difference.] I told him that if he wanted to participate in the competition, he had to take away the ticket. “The other party has just arrived, so let’s start right away. Group C 1st Qualifier 5 times! Two people into the arena.” One of the mercenaries gathered around the wide drawn line waved his weapon and walked into the arena. He was a taller guy with slightly thicker muscle than Robenin. It is always interesting to see how the air changes completely when one line is crossed. “Kyle on the left, Pajan on the right.” The two men moved to the seat assigned by the referee and looked at each other slyly. “As you are well aware, if you win here, you will pass the first round of preliminary rounds. The next match is this afternoon. The loser goes to the stands if all limbs are intact. The winner goes to the group C official and is assigned the second round of preliminary rounds. More than." Because it was a preliminary round that had to be completed quickly, the progress was clerical and the mercenaries moved without complaints like pragmatists. And it was impressive to have the premise that 'if the limbs are intact'. That means a lot of times it isn't. It's an adult fight. The first official competition I experienced was Guiponkobe in Elan. It may have been hosted by the royal family, but since children mainly participated, it was impossible to inflict fatal wounds with a blunt sword for a match. A wooden sword or a blunt sword was meaningless to a guy who could wield swordsmanship like Robenin, but even thinking about it again, he was a bastard. I suddenly got out of Kenta's side and gave strength to both eyes. I'll dig up every detail of how you use your sword! I'm not going to chase you until you see a pattern, but I'll follow you! [That's what you are saying•••••••.] [Give it up, weakness!] He stood with his back bent and his eyes lit up. Robenin glanced at me once before the match to see if my eyes bothered him. Even the opponent can't focus on Robenin and look at me with squint eyes, probably because my telepathy is hot. Pajaan! Aim for his side! He looks fine, but he's actually a hole-in-the-wall! There's no way you can do it! “Then I found a red-haired man.” "Huh." “Did you ask if I had seen it before the opening ceremony? Is that guy? Judging from your reaction, it doesn't seem like a particularly good relationship." "That's right. Worst shit.” “If you’re using it as an enemy••• It sounds like a terrible choice.” The reason Kenta's voice is low is because the two swordsmen standing in the arena drew their weapons and aimed at their opponents. If you are a swordsman of a certain level or higher, you can judge the status of your opponent just by looking at the posture with which he drew his sword. And Kenta was one of the mercenary king's closest aides. It wasn't the usual little dwarf roaming around, and he knew with a breath that Robenin wasn't an ordinary bet. Among the onlookers wandering around, the eyes of some keen people turned to Robenin without delay. From the moment he raised his sword, the atmosphere around him changed. In a different way than before, sharp eyes poured out. The eyes of the swordsmen who discovered the enemy passed over my shoulder and focused on Robenin. 'Sometimes it seems like you can know the outcome of a match only with air.' It's the same moment right now. Visor. The first swordsmen who lightly bumped the tip of their swords were just greetings to each other. Although not doing all they can, the parties with swords can only estimate who has an advantage or who is inferior to each other. I could see Pajan's sword trembling slightly in the aftermath of the first settlement. No, it would be more accurate to say that he was shaking his whole body. From the beginning, Pajan seemed to have been eaten by Robenin's shadow. On the other hand, there was not even a trace of Robenin wielding a sword. It stands firm and the tip of the sword seems as flexible as the head of a snake. It also made it clear that the moment Pajan moved even a little, the end would come. _ Even I, not a swordsman, would know. The fact that Pajan was already in a state similar to having his wrist blown off by Robenin. [It's refreshing.] "Not funny." I knew this was going to happen, but it ended sooner than I thought. If Robenin's opponent was a low-level mercenary, he would have been a swordsman who couldn't see an inch ahead, but unfortunately, Pajan was a plausible person. It means that you have excellent situational judgment skills. Almost at the start, with just one sword clash with Robenin, Pajan declared defeat. The right wrist seemed to want to protect. How do you think it is a wise choice? It was also a good idea to lower the tail to warn you that you will not be able to attach it after it has already fallen. Robenin was an intense beast that could be known without a fight, and no one knew it better than me. "Wow!" Among the onlookers, bitter boos poured out towards the coward. “It’s great••••••• Koiren certainly seems to have a lot of strong swordsmen. You look younger than that.” Only a few who looked into areas that the booers had not seen were simply admiring and intuited that Robenin would be the storm of the tournament. Kenta was there too, but I snorted as much as I knew why Robenin ended the fight in an unmanly and peaceful way. “It’s great to save yourself.” “He doesn't look injured, does he?” “You told me this morning. You are looking for a guy with red hair and a hole in his side." By raising my clenched fist, I pretended that there was a wound this size on his back. "•••Then what's even better?" “Don’t praise that bastard in front of me. No matter how old you are, I will make you semi-dry.” “How the hell do you know, kid? I know you're not normal, but isn't that tough. If you turn your back on a swordsman like that.” “I will win!” “You are a spirit warrior...?” “Shh, shh.” As a swordsman, he wasn't even aware that he had eyes to see, and Kenta pretended to slap his mouth, saying, "Oops" after I sent a quick signal. “Really? A young guy is pretty good." “Oh, brother.” “Miss, I’m surprised•••.” Lugo's appearance, as natural as water mixed with water, was enough to make my heart flutter. Since when have you been standing there? If I summon the Spirit King someday, the sword masters will wear bells on their ankles. “I came here because the two of you were together.” “What about the match? How many seconds did it take?" Kenta didn't ask Lugo if he had won. That was a reasonable premise. “As a courtesy, I gave out 1 go•••••• After 2 go, I blew the sword out of the hall•••••••? It must have taken two or three seconds.” “Don’t be too hard on yourself because it’s over quickly. Brother, that's a very bad habit. You should hang out with a guy like that for a little while.” “That’s it. You found a very interesting one.” Robenin, who simply passed the preliminaries, was caught listening to some explanations from the referee. And as soon as the conversation was over, he put his sword in and looked around. He found out by himself. It was Lugo's appearance, not me, that drew his attention. The gaze was higher. Oh yea! [Fight!] [Pair!] [Fight! Fight!] [Clap clap! Whoa, I think that mouth makes a very good applause sound. Master!] [Yes, you are the strongest in Middle-earth.] It didn't take long for the two Sword Masters of the Elan Alliance, who did not know how passionately I was cheering on the inside, face to face. The two stood close to each other like magnets attracted to each other, with faces wondering who was stronger. In my heart, I wanted to ring the bell to announce the match. There are two famous fighting dogs in Elan, so is there anything else to see like this? “You are strong.” It was Robenin who opened his luck first with his greedy eyes shining as if he was licking his lips. In my eyes, Lugo was just an ordinary raccoon standing as usual. No, he was a middle-aged mercenary, but in Robenin's eyes, he saw something else. Because Robenin was taller than Lugo, he looked down at him cheekily, but Lugo suddenly changed into an unknown expression. "You•••." Why does it look so serious? Have you ever recognized Robenin? I breathed in with unbearable anticipation. If you do well, something big might happen from the start. As the mercenary and the heir to the duke family, I thought it was natural to not know each other's faces•••! “That mug•••.” Do you find out! “It’s like looking at my face when I was young.” [?] "...?" "?" Robenin had a thoughtless face, but everyone else, including Kenta, doubted his eyes and ears, even the referee who was watching anything. [Do you have a conscience?] It's not even my business, but Rai was able to say a word, so it means he's said it all. Spoiler: #443 “Is your brother senile?” And, as expected, Kenta was a mercenary who could say anything. I really hated his face, so I just had to nod my head from the side. “Did I say something I couldn’t?” “I did! Then! Koiren. Why are you being embarrassed in front of the kids? really! Even Elan can hear the children's mischief!" “I am crazy! If I told you to be the king of mercenaries, then you would be senile!” “Sheesh, I don’t care! Such a troublesome and tough place with a lot of challengers•••." “If Dad was the mercenary king, Ani would be proud.” “Where would you like to try?” Indeed, a good mercenary is bound to have quick stance change skills. When I reminded him of the existence of his daughter, Kenta suddenly wanted to have a plausible honor. Whatever the reason, Lugo's attention was focused on Robenin. “Your name is Kyle.” "Yes." Look at that bastard lying without saliva in his mouth. “I heard that there are many beauties in the South and many handsome men in the North. How come Koiren seems to have a lot of shiny-looking guys•••." Saying that, the reason Lugo looked up at the VIP seat for once was probably because there was also a rare handsome man sitting there. Apparently, since ancient times, it was said that men and women were north and south. Literally, it means that there are more handsome men in cold regions, and more beautiful women in warmer regions. You can tell by looking at me that it's not very wrong. [Excuse me? Master, sneakily •••.] [There is also Ash.] [Ash admits it.] Something's wrong with me. “The introduction is late. My name is Lugo. I'm from the south." "Is it." “Looking at your reaction, it seems that you don’t know me?” “Should I know?” “Young man is arrogant. Since then, I have been quite famous in Vondovschen.” “No one knows here.” The reason he looked at me with a short reply and rolled his golden eyes was probably because he knew it was a lie. I'm stuck here and I can't forget it. I wanted to shout his name out loud, but I couldn't take such a risk in front of anyone else and Lugo. If I do that, he will also say my full name in his mouth. It would have been nice if Lugo, who was quick-witted, could discover the identity of Robenin himself•••. “Still, my story will spread through the city.” “I don’t listen to other people.” Listening to the conversation between the two sword masters made me feel frustrated. You idiot•••The name of the Mercenary King who blatantly sniped him because he was inferior in Tumdra was Lugo! Just remember that, you bastard! Even if he just remembered that, he wouldn't be so frustrated! He has lost even once to that one! If I put the two together, a fight would naturally occur, but one showed no signs of being ignited because one was so indifferent to the other. He said he didn't know how to put the sickle on, it was just that. “Chuckle! You don't like rumors! Yes, a true swordsman must have his ears closed at times!” Besides, Lugo seemed to really like Robenin. It is said that the thing that favors the young strong is that they are large people, but I wished Lugo was a little smaller. “Wherever I cut it and ate it, even the short tail and cheeky things were engraved on my youth as it is! Unusual swordsmanship skills, of course, the face was better when I was younger, though.” It would be easier to convince me to say that they resemble foxes and tigers. I thought it would be better to just pretend I didn't hear, so when I turned around, Kenta was also looking elsewhere. In the words that followed, I looked at Lugo again. Yes it is! “By the way, red hair and yellow eyes reminds me of some kind of rip-off. He must be young and strong just like you." Lugo was scratching his chin while smiling like the man next door, but his eyes were cold and calm, unlike his light voice. Lugo has a secret area where I can't understand his insides. That made me nervous several times. “There’s a guy that comes to mind at first glance, it’s Robenin Fedri.” "Is it." Even though his name came out without a single mistake, Robenin was still arrogant and indifferent. He doesn't know he's nervous. Usually, it may be dismissed as just a cheeky bastard, but he has the characteristic high-mindedness of an aristocrat. These are the words of a wall that came from being born in a high place and living as you please. A wall that must be built between oneself and others. It would have been a lot easier if Lugo noticed from him the characteristics of a noble that a mercenary wouldn't have. “He’s a great guy who can raise me to death row just by calling him a bastard right in front of me. It is the blood of the duke.” "Right." However, if it's just a provocation, it's a poor method. Because Robenin doesn't care if I call him a bastard•••. He is a type far from the typical nobility. Naturally, Lugo didn't know as much about Robenin than I did. Hey, when did you two see each other? Between the mercenaries and the direct descendants of the dukes, there was a distinction as far apart as heaven and earth. It's so far away that we can't see each other. 'I'm going to have to give up the dim hope that Lugo might know Robenin's face at this point. Robenin is a twin who can't remember other people's faces, so I didn't expect it.' The two were the worst relationship they had discovered in the Elan Alliance, but that came from unilaterally judging each other without knowing each other. Since Robenin defeated County Trenfe, he judged that the mercenary king Lugo, who had lost twice to him, would not be much to look at. grinded There must have been several more reasons for Robenin's sudden loss of Lugo, but I guess he had already made up his mind to move to the north by then. Above all, if they met like this in the Elan Alliance, Lugo was not even allowed to look straight up at Robenin. Even if the two are dueling, it is difficult to win a proper match in the South. No matter how much they were in a duel, you were hurting the body of a precious person. It was a fair duel, so even if it's not a death sentence, it deserves to be imprisoned and starved for a fortnight. Robenin must have realized it too by looking at the one-sided record of Count Trenpe. If he and Lugo fought, it would never be a fair duel. So it was even sadder and regrettable that the two couldn't recognize each other now. I'm so sad I'm about to cry. At the very least, if it wasn't for Koiren, Lugo would have been more suspicious... Lugo quickly cleared his shallow doubts and relaxed his expression. No matter how eccentric he was, he seemed to think that the duke's eldest son could not be in the midst of a hostile country. “Hmm••• Yes, you are in Group C. See you soon.” “That one?” “I’m B. I just passed the first qualifying round.” It was also a problem that Robenin was acting differently than usual. Instead of asking for a duel because he looked strong, he just stood still, fiddling with his sword, and scanning Lugo's muscles with his eyes. It's a serious problem right now that they're facing each other peacefully without blood spilling out. “If we go up smoothly, we will be able to make money the next day. At the latest, Glyph." "••• Don't wait." Sheesh, the place we met was the competition hall, so we were supposed to meet anyway, even if we didn't have to decide right away. The weak will be filtered out, and only the strong will survive, so if you wait with your mouth open, honey will drip. He knows that there is no need to lose strength from now on. Besides, it seems that even Robenin of Heaven is doing its own weight when there is a hole in his side. It's a rare day to see him sacrificing himself. “See you again, young man.” I stared with tenacious eyes as Robenin passed Lugo and passed me. I couldn't stop my lips from twitching. This sadness that I can't call Robenin is Robenin. When encountering a hostile country as a nobleman, it is necessary to condone each other's existence and pass on it. Besides, we had already reached a tacit agreement to pretend we didn't know each other that we met here. I was angry, but I could not freely call out Robenin's name as I did in front of Shak's men. Because if I did, he'd probably call me Crowell like a protester. Calling each other's names in front of Koiren people, but not knowing each other's names in front of Lugo's party was a suicidal act. He pretends he doesn't care, but he might actually be smart. Esh's words that he graduated from the academy with the highest marks now sounded reasonable. Puff puff. “It’s out, kid. I’m getting old and I’m struggling.” “Hey, therapist. How do you know that guy?” Lugo walked over to my side as I was grinding my teeth and asked, rubbing Kenta's shoulder. “Isn’t that the red-haired guy you were looking for? If that's the case, then you know each other..." This old raccoon, Robenin, who said to be suspicious, has no doubts and is doubting me. Because it's not usually. He seems to have already realized that if he finds out about me, he can learn about him as well. I tried to cut off his tail moderately before Lugo's eyes narrowed further. “That guy ••• • stole it.” “Steal?” "Well? What did you not steal?” "Yes. I caught him while he was spying on my bathing in the lake. I tried to kill him on the spot and failed.” Pretending that we don't know each other doesn't work now, so it'd be better to quickly admit that our relationship was bad. Instead, the bad affair between me and him started purely in Koiren, disguised as if we had just known each other. Even though it was slightly adapted, it was true that even Lugo believed it as it was. "•••Isn't that garbage?" “That•••••• That was a complete piece of garbage! You should have told me sooner!” "Please. Guys, make sure to wiggle that guy's eyeballs. He saw things I shouldn't have seen." It doesn't matter that I wasn't on the fence because Endairon caught his eye. Kenta was particularly noticeably angry. _ “You shouldn't have cut a hole in his back, you should have cut off the spine! Kid!” "•••I know I didn't want to!" "Ah..." “Watch out!” I was still very angry, but at least in Lugo and Kenta's eyes, my anger was justified, so it was reassuring. It would be welcomed with open arms for Lugo, who is quick-witted, to realize the point of contact between Robenin and the Elan Alliance, but it was very difficult for him to notice that the point of contact between me and Robenin was also there. Among me, Robenin, and Lugo, the person who would be the most xed if caught while staying here was Barona. (??? Who are you, Barona?) Robenin will somehow get away with his reputation for being blind to his powers and fights, and Lugo is a mercenary without a master. On the other hand, I have a cumbersome reputation as a saint. Besides, he is also from Dmitry. Being born in a country where national dignity is not as high as that of the Elan Empire makes the body vulnerable to crisis. Not only me, but all the nobles and royalty I am close with. 'It was the most difficult thing to meet with this union in this far northern city in the first place...' The first plan was to fight Robenin and me in a place where no one knew me, but when I came, there were Lugo and Kenta. Besides, I was going to come and go quickly, but I lost even the Warp Suttle Magi. I didn't know that I would become so close with this group until I went to visit Kenta without a place to sleep. “Kid, kid. I'll go and cut that guy's hair. How are you?” "••• Alright. Take good care of your neck." “That’s too much! Do I look so weak!” "Uh." Even if you roll it backwards, it looks weaker than Robenin's toes.
Spoiler: #444 I left Kenta, who felt resentful, and turned to the VIP seat. When my plans get twisted like this, I've been using the simple and ignorant method of cutting off the whole twisted string. But the fact that Kenta was stuck between those lines made my planting a bit more complicated. [Somehow...] [Master is also true, how about if you want anything like Kenta? They're all going to die anyway, so let's not worry too much.] [That's the problem.] That was one of the reasons why I trusted Lugo's group without much thought. They thought that there was no chance that they would return to Elan alive anyway. Even if you are lucky enough to survive the battle with Shak, you will die while crossing the mountain range. Of course, I was confident that my identity would not be discovered, but if they did, they would all die, so the problem was that I didn't take it too seriously. And if you look at them now, the odds of luck following them are extremely slim. In fact, after I met Shak, I had a strong conviction about Lugo's death. They'll never jump over Shak's walls, so Lugo's hordes will bury their bones in Koiren. Without leaving a single one. [It's a pity. It was pretty good whether it was a Jack or something. There was a beauty in the face that changes every minute just by looking at the Master.] [•••••••It will be a waste if the people who are treated the most die.] [That's probably not all.] As I moved away from Kenta and Lugo, Shak's men, who had been watching from a distance, rushed to catch up with me. They were both half-excited. “Wizard! What is that red-haired swordsman?” "•••Robe•••••• Kyle? You mean?" "Yeah! Even from afar, I knew he wasn't an ordinary guy." "really. It's a face I've never seen before, but it looks better than those who are considered to be in the round of 32." “Is your spirit so good that you can see it from afar? An opponent who gave up after one match, and he's quite famous in Pajando Boschen. He had a reputation for being easily in the top 100." “That’s right! Who knew it would fall so easily in the qualifiers?” All of a sudden, the absurd reaction as if even a prominent transfer student had come to school, and he was very bubbly. Dare to praise Robenin in front of me, are these guys insane? [Calm down. They don't know why the Master hates him.] [Then I must tell them why.] I suddenly stopped in the middle of the road and flicked my fingers. Shak's two men widened their eyes and listened. If you approach me more than that, it's like you're going to get scolded by someone. “Listen to me both from now on. And if possible, you should spread the word to the mercenaries who participated here. I get angry when I hear you praising him again.” “He looks like a strong contender for the title, but there is something.” Shak's Left Arm was about to go halfway if he stood still, and while his mouth was open, I slapped him in the snout, and the other mercenary who was watching from the side calmly took a step back. “Why are you clenching your hands like that!” “You should have avoided it! Jung••• The voice is loud on the subject of being beaten by a wizard!" "•••While that one is bigger••." “Where do you mention a winner on a topic that can’t be avoided even like this! Practice again!” “Wow••••••• What kind of wizard strikes the swordsman face first! He was just being vigilant and could have avoided it!” So where do you hit again? As I raised his hand, Shak's Left Arm quickly pulled back, making a face that he would not be hit again. It was more desperate than necessary, so the steam leaked out. “It’s stupid. If I hit that face, only my hand hurts.” “My face hurts too!” [Master! I'll lend you my tail!] The snake's tail that came up naturally on the palm of my hand was thrown away and I continued what I was saying. “Go and tell them the rumors. What kind of pervert is that Red-hair that you guys are so passionate about?” “•••Perverted ragup show!” I have over a hundred reasons why I get annoyed even when he breathes. And the latest news was enough to make the mercenaries here hate him. Don't let his honor fall to the floor! “It was a beautiful moonlit night. I felt the waves of the lake with my whole body. Oh, isn't there a dirty guy who wears clothes when washing here?" Whoops, Robenin... … You should be sweetly paid for the sins you committed. I don't think I've heard an apology for that yet. Of course, an apology must be made with life. *** As he wandered around, spreading rumors hoping that he would be killed by a knife, I returned to the VIP seat and sat down in the tent early. Since I confirmed with my own eyes that he had participated in the competition, there was no reason to keep watching the nonsensical qualifiers. Besides, it was too cold outside. In this cold, the only people who walked around with their necks exposed were the only natives of Koiren. Inside the tent, like a private space for the VIP seats, various foods were piled up, and a simple stove was installed to warm the air, so it was warm and comfortable. What I liked the most was this pile of cushions that you can lie down on and sit on. There were a lot of large and small cushions with colorful patterns piled up, so it was nice to roll around like a baby bird on my back, which was rare in the south. It may be warm here because of the heat, but it is a pile of cushions that cannot be used because it is hot in a place like Heydrike. Even in cold regions, there are things that I like. I thoroughly enjoyed the feel of the high-quality cushions. “Wizard?” How long have you been? I could feel the popularity outside the tent. It was Shak that he made the footsteps on purpose. "Can I come in?" "Come in." It's his own territory, and it's strange to get permission from me to come in, but Shak acted like it was normal. I got up halfway from my fully lying body, and Shak pulled off the entrance to the tent and stopped for a moment without coming in. "What are you doing? Cold." Then, if you stand still, a cold wind blows in. At the sound of my voice, Shak went completely inside. Even while the entrance to the tent slowly closed, he stood still. “As you said, we have sent an official letter to all the mercenaries in Buschien.” "Good job." “If a blonde-haired boy is lost on the road, please bring it to me.” “His name is Magikos.” “I delivered that too.” “Did I even tell you to be careful? If you try to drag him by force••• • he will bite you. If there's a guy who responds right away when he asks to go to Genie, it's that guy. Usually a mercenary would be wary of that, but Magikos is a kid who will tell you to go quickly with bright eyes.” As I spoke, rattling the marbles in my hand, Shak drew closer one step at a time until he was kneeling on the cushion at my feet. It's so natural to be at the same eye level, and you realize just how good this man is. “Everything was written down in the official document.” "•••It's all right." How soft it is to climb up on the cushion. How about turning the topic around before I even care about it? "What is it you're holding in your hand? I feel the movement of mana all the time." “Oh, this? Shall I show you?” The inside of the tent, which was moderately dark and subdued in the air, was a good environment to play a video seat. When mana was injected into one of the beads I was holding, a faint light came out and decorated the air. “It’s magic.” “It’s actually a magic tool. I can't use magic. This was given to me by a friend.” When I left Sanctuary, what Daria presented to me was a video stone full of pockets. Half contained the spirits, and half contained the daily life of the Sanctuary. If I was a wizard, I could read what was in the video just by holding it in my hand, but I was a Spirit Master, and to check the contents, I had no choice but to inject mana and play it. “I was sorting this out. I was thinking about showing the spirits to the Master later.” “Is that also a ••• • spirit?” “The Spirit King.” "•••Is the tree small or that big?" “Of course the Spirit King is the big one! That's a giant in the sanctuary. All are said to be thousands of years old trees. Do you know that? The King of the spirits of the earth is particularly proud of his great majesty! Ha ha, if I could see that in real life, I would be able to sell Rai's tail•••." Rai, who would normally tackle at this point, is quiet now. Because he wasn't here. It was only an hour ago that he was sent out to find Maggi before going to work. And he seemed to have just noticed that there was no such thing as a chewing gum Rai. It was the light that noticed the absence of something in the eyes that looked around quietly. “Awesome.” Even if I didn't, Shak that was so close came close enough to feel my body temperature. Although he was sitting, unlike me, who was half-lying, I felt like I was being embraced in his shadow because of the difference in size. "... Well, yes." “Any other spirits?” “Most of them are earth spirits. There are also wind spirits, but why are you interested in spirits?” "Sure. Anything about you.” This is the master's skill. He knew what I liked and when the tone of his voice changed. Perfectly to the point that it is more effective to listen to my words than to reach out to seduction in order to win my favor. Instead of replying otherwise, I lifted a video stone that could change this tickling air. It was the first video seat I had played, and an incomprehensible language flowed with the light, and the beautiful sanctuary passed by. “It’s a dark elf. It's actually the first time I've seen it on video.” “They are my friends.” “Hey, are these three brothers and sisters?” "No. That's the mother of these two over there." “••• It is difficult to estimate the age of the elves.” “Isn’t that what you mean?” As I looked up and smiled a little, Shak replied with a simple smile as if he didn't know what he was talking about. _ I shrugged and activated another video seat I hadn't played yet. This time, a language I could understand flowed out. Seeing that half of the seats were like this, it seems that Daria was worried that I would forget them. — Brother! The video was illuminating Jekar in the midst of bow practice at the lakeside, but, judging by the voice, it was Daria who was holding the memories in the video seat. — Daria. — You know? Brother. Common language•••? My human being, Gongyoung. How is it? great? — Good job, Daria. Daria's slightly slurred official language and the face of Jekar, who still has a youthful feeling, made it clear that this was a video taken a long time ago. It seems that there is a high probability that it was filmed before I was even born. —Awkward, isn't it? —You are better than me at anything. That bastard, Jekar, smiles like a gentle sheep to his family. Does he look more like her when his eyes are still less dirty? How old is that? I forgot that there was Shak next to me and focused on the video. — No, no. Is that a lie? Yo? — The official language is enough. Daria. — Like my mother or elder brother, I want to do well! — You don't have to go out, so that's enough. — You don't know! If! When my brother is kidnapped! I'm going to the rescue! Perhaps for the sake of young Daria, who is in the midst of practicing the official language, Jekar was using the official language fluently throughout the video. Unlike other videos that only use Dark Elf, it was good for me to be able to understand them. — You? — What! Don't you ••• • Believe me? I can't believe it! — Daria, it's not your job to save me if I'm in danger. It's my job to go and save the young you. No, it's my mission to make sure that doesn't even happen. Because that's the reason I train. If this burden is carried over to you, what is the reason for me to be doing this? Jekar, you poor bastard. You who say that don't seem to have reached a full age yet••••••. — Ummm...? Brother? sorry. I didn't understand half of it. — Not only you, but all children in your clan must be safe. The video ended with Jekar stroking Daria's hair. At the end, I thought as I looked at Jekar's tender eyes and the friendly lips that were taken very close. OK, this is my personal collection. Spoiler: #445 The beads had subtly different colors depending on what kind of image was contained in them, but I liked the color of the image stone containing the young Jekar who uses the official language, as it was surrounded by light blue and green. I wiped the translucent beads with a lapel and put them in the pocket where I kept only the things I loved. In that pocket were the tears of truth and the two spirit stones I received from Anelia sister. It was an important pouch that contained various magic tools obtained from the Sanctuary, and made me cry when I lost it. It wasn't a combination of only beautiful things, seeing that it also contained a deterrent that was saved for use on Robenin someday. “So••••••• You seem to be categorizing things that come out of spirits and those that come out of friends.” "That's right. It's very rare to have a spirit image made into a magic image. These marbles have exceptional academic value. The Dark Elves gave it to me as if it was nothing.” It was a valuable learning material for humans. It's like I can't see it without it. Of course, I have no intention of showing the video stone to others. I only have to show it to Master Elle and Ani. In particular, it will be of great help to Ani. Because most of the spirits in the image stone Daria gave were earth spirits. Judging from the fact that Rai's voice was heard, Aini had a high probability of having an unusual affinity with the Earth Spirit among the four elements. The one with the most similar energy to Rai was the Earth Spirit. “I don’t know much about spirits, but I know that the elves are excellent spiritists. That you are just as great a Spirit Master as them.” “I am pretending to be a Wizard now. That’s right.” "I've never seen a human being friends with a dark elf in my entire life." No matter. As much as I knew that Shak had lived a long time, I was quite proud of it. He seemed to realize that I was the kind of person who was happy to laugh at compliments, and he continued to whisper in a pleasant voice. “I knew the dark elves were a very closed and dangerous race, but looking at them, it doesn’t seem that different from us.” “Surprisingly, the kids were docile. But I think they're deliberately pretending to be more ferocious and dangerous, because they don't want it to look comfy if they become known." “It could be.” “Most of the races in Sanctuary did. They suffered because of humans.” "•••Dark Elfney, it's a sanctuary, so you talk very naturally•••How did you get to the sanctuary? The location is a secret, and I know that it is difficult for a human to come out even if they accidentally enter." "Well." To explain, it is long and I boldly omitted it. It's not that I don't believe in Shak, but I thought Jekar wouldn't like it if I talked about Sanctuary in too much detail. “Are the details a secret? Because I am a mercenary?” "No, that's different from that. I don't really know where they are. They moved in and out by magic. Did you just see the Dark Elf?" “Did you call me older brother?” “Yeah, he's my dedicated transfer shuttle. You can go to Sanctuary, but if you want to go, you must call him and go blindfolded." “It’s not easy.” “If you want to go catch a dark elf, kill it.” “You said you believe?” “I lost my faith because I looked so interested.” It was a shallow belief. Shak smiled broadly at the vigilant gaze I sent him, then fell a little and continued to speak slowly. “If that’s the case, you can rest assured. As I've said before, I remember being imprisoned and being tested when I was young. I also have experience in being sold here and there. Personally, I am against the slave trade.” “Uh, you too?” "••• Maybe you too?" “Why are you so surprised? It was when I was younger too.” “You look like an aristocrat••• • Have you been through something like that?” “It was festival time. I was a kid who thought I was an adult, and I was excited. I was caught by a slave trader and had a hard time waking up. After that, whenever I see a slave dealer, I kill them all.” “Hey, this is too much of a joke••• • You are serious.” If this is a joke, it must have happened since I was kidnapped. Shak seemed surprised for a moment, but then smiled as if he had heard the good news. If you meet the head of the city while walking down the street, you must have that kind of expression. “I, too, pluck the heads of the people I see.” “Are you speaking so sweetly?” “Yes, but the slave trade is legal here, so there is no end in sight. And I'm not interested in the location of the sanctuary. It’s your adventure.” "My adventure story...?" It's the first time I'm someone who is curious about such a thing. I still didn't hide my doubts. If you're going to touch my centaur, I'll grind it into fish rice. “Isn’t that obvious?” As he raised his eyebrows with a face asking me to tell him what's natural, Shak walked over to me again, lowered his fine eyelashes in front of me, and made fun of his soft lips. It was red and dirty lips. “Because you are my hero.” "..." “You are my hero who saved me. I'm more curious about your adventures than anyone else in the world. If there is only one hero in my life, it would be you.” Damn, look at that seductive smile. Even without the blood of enchantment, this man wanted enough. It was hard to bear the gaze that whispered that he was ready to give a kiss of thanks at any time. And after I barely got used to the sound of the saint, this time, it's a hero. “Stop shouting at the hero•••••• Injuries to the stomach.” “Whoa, tell me about your experiences. You must have had a lot of unique experiences. What kind of trip did you have? Jinnie-sama.” Is this what the pillow-headed pine tree is like? When a beautiful man looks at you and whispers, you want to listen to anything. Above all, the air inside the tent was very warm. The body, lying in a comfortable place at a time of peace and quiet, was constantly being released regardless of my will. Talking about travel wasn't a difficult request either. Besides, when he made a curious face like that, I opened my mouth as if possessed. “Well•••••• It was an unusual trip. It's been nice meeting the centaur lately. Other than that, the most memorable thing was meeting the Dark Elf Prophet..." “That’s great. Wouldn't it be great to be the prophet in the legend." “The prophet I met was young. He was a blind dark elf•••••• He seemed to see more than me.” “Hear more, please.” "•••You know that? The culture of the Dark Elves is very different from ours. In Sanctuary, they are almost completely naked. What do they wear. Even though the travel story that comes to mind was close to a stream of consciousness, he was listening to my voice as if it were the best thing in the world. Eyes full of joy looked only at my lips. “It’s Jekar, the man in the video was the one who wore a lot of clothes. Probably because he often goes out.” “What if outside?” “It is a place where humans live. It's my friend's job to fix any problems outside of Sanctuary." “Hmm, that’s how you got to know each other. He looks exceptionally friendly.” “Not friendly. He will say no, but I think so.” It was right after I saw the video seat, so I felt like I missed him a little. I wanted to see Jekar. It was an awesome soup... “Do you like that kind of face?” “Isn’t he a handsome guy who breaks his taste a bit too?” “It’s good news for me if you’re also of a heterogeneous race.” "Yes...?" “It seemed like a special relationship.” Is this a man's intuition? I almost agreed, but I quickly shook my head. “No, isn’t it? We're just friends." “You don't have to hide it. If it's enough to carry a video stone with his image, it's probably not a normal relationship." When I heard it, it seemed like it could be misunderstood. The fact that I salivated every time I talked about Jekar also seemed to help. _ “I have to. Thought I'd like to eat his breakfast for the rest of my life••• kissed a few times and declared that I would undress him in front of the elders. We are friends.” "•••? Then I don't have any friends." “It was an accident. There is also a sad story here. It was a cultural difference! How would I know that's what it meant? I just tugged on his clothes, but there's an erotic connotation. But I must have pulled him in front of the chief and elders... … If his marriage path is blocked, it is my responsibility.” “I don’t understand. Why does that mean something naughty?” “Did the Dark Elves say they don’t have much on their bodies? So, touching it is something that can only be done between really close people. There is only one meaning of pulling.” "Ah." Daria said that it was the first time she had seen Jekar's face so darkened. It seems like it was done because he wanted to kill me rather than because he was embarrassed•••. Still, it was clear that he regarded me as a friend, seeing that he couldn't kill me due to his picky temper and that he couldn't live without being insulted by humans. Rai said I was positive in some weird way. “They place a lot of importance on contact with each other. It's also rude to touch it carelessly. We just shake hands and pat on the shoulder, right? All of that was forbidden. Instead, they kiss when they are really thankful. That’s how you get the truth.” “That’s a coveted way.” “Again, in the sanctuary, you must go barefoot. Then I hurt my foot••••••• It was fun. I want to go back.” As I was chattering and reminiscing about the sanctuary, I was lying comfortably and looking up at the ceiling. "...?" “Why?” It was only a small problem that I later realized that I was lying side by side with Shak. When did you become like this? I was burying the back of my head in between the soft cushions, and Shak was leaning toward me with his upper body half lying down, so fine hair was running down the back of my arms. He was close enough to count his eyelashes one by one. I wonder if this man has no sense of distance in the first place. Or do you want to be eaten by me? “Don’t talk any more. Please keep telling your story.” “Shak?” “Yes, Jeannie.” Would a person who just fell in love look like that? The eyes that were looking at me were far from the sincerity they couldn't hide. Rather, he was the one who intentionally showed his feelings towards me. It wasn't the first time I'd seen a man with eyes that fiercely showed that he liked me, but he was the only one other than Ash who brought him so close. I left it alone because it looked somewhat like Ash••• The more I looked at it, the more different it appeared. Is it because I am a human being who is too faithful to my desires? “How do I make it look like this? It is soft and smells good.” At the same time as I was conscious, I reached out and grabbed Shak's hair with my fingertips, brought it to me, touched the tip of my nose, and rubbed it on my lips. It was as pleasant to the touch as a cushion burying the body. "Yes? The other mercenaries were a mess.” A clean mercenary is as precious as a dragon. “I'm glad you like it. That hair is one of the things I was born with. Even if you put it in a fire, it won’t burn.” “Hey. It never hurts.” “Of course, washing often is also important.” “I like to wash, too.” To say that I like to wash in this world belongs to the very luxurious side. And although it is up to interpretation, it also has a somewhat obscene meaning. “You smell good too. The smell of the air in the early morning near dawn. It smells like a ••••••• in the fog.” Saying that, taking my hair and putting it on the tip of my nose looks natural because I already have his hair in my hand. Because I was the first to reach out. “Aren’t we too close?” “Will it fall?” “•••It is desirable.” If you ask me with a face like that, I want to kiss you. In fact, if you were this close, it was easier to lean on something on your body than to fall. I pulled Shak's hair with a bit of force, and he pulled me back as if he had been waiting and tilted his head towards me. Spoiler: #446 Instead of the lips that were barely touching, the tip of the nose rubbed and the breath mixed, causing someone to laugh. “Shak, we probably want the same thing.” "I'm glad it's not my own misunderstanding." “By the way, I think it’s like kissing a man you don’t know.” “•••My name is Sibelm.” “The last name is Rahiq. But it's all fake, right?" I was vaguely aware that his name was supposed to be a pseudonym. Because it was never easy to live as a person who never grew old amidst suspicious people. In the meantime, there is no way this intelligent man could do such a dangerous thing to use the same name for a long time. The reason why only my surroundings suddenly became dark was because of the shadow of Shak that was getting closer. “Did you know that knowing the name of a demon is bad luck.” Even though we were the only ones in the tent, Shak lowered his voice and came up to the nape of my neck, as if concerned that someone might overheard. "I know." “You still want to know?” “You are half-mad.” “•••There was no one who knew my real name was not short-lived.” “It’s just that you live long.” Shak didn't say anything for a while in response to the fat reply, but somehow burst into laughter. "Let me know. Don't be curious.” “It’s not a name you can hear out of light curiosity. It may bring you unhappiness." “I don’t believe in unfounded superstitions. Trust me more than that. If it had collapsed to the extent that I heard Half-demon's name, I would have died sooner. Maybe around ten.” "•••It looks like it, but•••." “So tell me. Only I will know.” The Shak I knew was so strong that he had the only opponent in the world, but now he was a poor man who couldn't even say his real name for fear that I would be unlucky. The way he shook his head while licking his lips was rather appealing to me. 'What, is this guy cute•••?' I couldn't stand it because my heart was tickled for some reason when the weak side that men had been hiding was revealed. It makes me want to dig in as if I found a gap. My stomach boils because I want to touch it, and I want to torment him. Still, I wanted to have it. As Rai said. I have a nasty hobby. If you want to endure such a day, you don't have to be a weak man. Fortunately, Shak was a very strong individual. Clap. "It's not possible. My name brings misfortune. Everyone I know is cursed.” “If you tell me, I’ll make you kiss me.” "..." “Then something happy happens, right?” Shit. After all, there is no curse as far as I heard that Robenin is the opponent of fate. What curse will defeat him? Licking between his lips as if purple, looking up at him, his eyes were again drawn into conflict. His expression, which had always been relaxed, seemed to fade for a moment, but he lost his composure and wavered. I guess I didn't know yet that it made me more happy. “Can you promise that you will never say it?” "I'll promise." “Please swear you won’t call me. You won't say it out loud. Otherwise I will count all the misfortunes that happen to you as my fault.” He knew that he felt fear from seeing his tears. Being out of the human category in many ways, but in the end, he's just like me••••••• One of the reasons I like him even more. I nodded invisibly, placed my hands on Shak's chest, stroking him up, and wrapping his chin around him, making me look closer. I pulled and whispered. “I swear. Only I will know.” Seeing all the strong and weak sides of this man made me feel infinitely close to him. Rather than thinking that he was a dangerous half-demon, he looked like he almost died after being rescued from the water. I don't know how I might look to Shak, but seeing that my kind of temptation works so clearly, it doesn't seem like I'm very ungrateful. I again enjoyed the shadows cast over me. Shak cautiously approached me and told me the secret through the sound of my breath. "•••It's a nice name? I like it." “It is a cursed name.” “It’s a pretty old-fashioned name. It is also noble••••••• It is like the name of a rare grass. Well, it may have been taken from the language of the gods.” “I don't know where it came from. I don’t even want to know.” Shak didn't want to talk any more about his real name, and I tucked his chin up a little more, looking disproportionately uncomfortable. “Shak, I mean … It's not a fate that will change enough to call the demon's name. I know a lot of other good names.” Undine, Undaine, and Endairon. Well, shall I hit the Rai? Knowing the name of the demon has become a symbol of unhappiness because basically the only person who knows the name is the contractor. Those who are desperately unhappy. Other than that, only those who died at the hands of demons will hear their name directly. It is said that demons will always teach the names of the souls they collect. The old myth that when you meet a demon, you have to cover your ears and run away, came from there. But Shak was a half-demon, and although I couldn't know all of his past, I knew that all the misfortunes around him couldn't be attributed to his name. Shak quietly gave his face to my touch, then buried his lips in the palm of my hand, and gently closed his eyes. He wanted to kiss me deeply in my hand and lean on my cheek as if he wanted to touch me even a little bit more, but when he opened his eyes again, he locked me in my arms and kissed me lightly. Was it to see my reaction that I fell before I could even feel the warmth? "..." How could a big man waiting for my permission be lovely? I lifted my upper body with one elbow, and with the other I stroked Shak's chest and shoulder, and gently kissed him under his chin with my open lips. As Shak came closer, my body was gently pressed into the cushion. I embraced his neck with both free hands, and willingly allowed a deeper kiss. It was comfortable to mix with the tongue. The large hand that brushed the cheek and hair together felt good, and the familiar touch of the tongue satisfied me as much as I expected. As I moaned shallowly, sandwiched between the soft cushion and hard body, a large body came closer and pulled my waist with one hand, put it into his arms, and shared his warm body temperature. I could feel the strength and curves of his body. Why is the act of just mixing the tongue so pleasant? If Ash is infinitely sweetly mixed in, Shak was so skillful that it was surprisingly easy to breathe. Even though they are so deeply intertwined with each other, it is strange that there is no such thing as a difficult place. For a very, very long, long time, it seemed like we could kiss like this. A moan of satisfaction flowed out of his throat, and the sound of the heart of his body clinging to each other was loud. I could hear the cold winter wind in the distance, but the only thing that filled the tent was the rustling of cushions as I twisted my body, the wet sound of my tongue mixing, and the secret heat. And it was me who could stop at any time. As soon as I pushed it out, Shak slightly licked the tip of my tongue, kissed my lips again, and left a breath of regret on my nose, even when I removed my lips. Somewhere deep red eyes looked down at me, longing for permission again, so I couldn't help but laugh. "You're good." As I muttered in praise, only my lips fell, but my body was still close. The voice in my ear was locked lower than ever. "How is it. Am I better than that guy?" "Um? Who...?" “A dark elf that makes you lick your lips.” Now that I look at it, he was a bit jealous. He is the type who doesn't like tea at all. Rather... “You didn’t mix tongues with Jekar?” The reason I licked my lips is because Jekar's cooking skills are amazing. Shak's kissing skills were amazing. There wasn't much to compare them to, but it was natural to know that Shak had a high skill in this area. It's a foul to be able to make you feel so good. Shak's kiss instantly reminded me of Ash, and then made me forget about Ash. “You have a naughty tongue that knows how to feel good.” “There is one guy that I left behind in the south.” “Not the dark elves?” "Not. Ash is human. Think about it you can't be the only man•••." “I don’t think so.” “Yeah, Ashe is cute and kind, and her tongue is soft. If you touch it a little, his face will turn red, so it tastes different from yours.” Shak laughed without saying a word, so he smiled face to face. “Jeannie, may I know what number I am?” No matter how ignorant I am in this way, I knew that I shouldn't tell the truth in such a case. It's a trap. “Why is that important? Now you are the first.” Raising my upper body, I gently pushed Shack onto the cushion. To be able to lay down the body of the Sword Master so easily, it was fun as it was. This time it was me looking down. “It sounds like no other time.” “I don’t like men with good hair.” “Should I be happy with that?” “Of course you should be happy. I don't covet anything. And now you want it.” The chin that I thought was handsome when I looked up was the same when viewed from above, and the fact that fine-grained straight hair was spread over the cushion also made my possessiveness boil over. It was nice that a man with a strong body didn't have to worry about being as heavy as I was on it. I tickled Shak's cheek and whispered, locking him in my shadow. “I thought I would try this time••• Seeing what you are doing, it seems that you know how to use your tongue. But what's wrong with your expression?" “•••You are too dangerous.” “I hear it often.” Everywhere I went, something was broken, and people quickly left me and told me that I was a dangerous human being. Still, I don't think there's been a big break in Koiren yet. I don't know what will happen in the future. As a compliment, I started with a small kiss on Shak's forehead. Watching him close his eyes slightly, I pressed his lips to his eyelashes this time, then lowered head, licking between his lips as he did to me, and tucking the tip of his tongue in. When the chunks of flesh that were hotter than body temperature overlapped each other, everything became easier after that. The blending deepened and entangled with a wet sound as if following the rules, seeking the joy of this act. However, unlike him who is skilled, I found it while panting a little. "... After." That's weird. I'm sure Shak did this, but why am I out of breath? I tilted my head, kissed and leaned on the tip of my tongue a few more times, and he happily accepted each time. He let me do what I wanted, then moved my tongue as if to teach that I do this very rarely. It was a moment after such a long time, but for a while, I thought I might know his tricks. As soon as I was sitting on his lap. When I was twisting my head in love with kisses while enjoying the tips of my fingers gently passing my hair to my ears. Shak gently fell from me, removed the hairs on my cheeks, rubbed my moist lips with my thumb to clean them up, and lifted up the sword he had laid down next to him. "?" "For a moment." By the time he sat me up on a pile of cushions and got up from my seat, I could sense an uninvited visitor nearby. The commotion was getting closer and closer. "Ah! You can't go in! You crazy mercenary!” “Not there! Stop right now." "At there!" Praise! It was the first mercenary with a face I had never seen before that the entrance of the tent was lifted up with a roar and a cold wind blew in. “Come out now! You are a serpent from Garta, a hundred years old!” What else is that. “Mutaru. He’s number two here.” “Hey.” I didn't even say it out loud, but he pulled out his sword, clearing my doubts.
Spoiler: #447 That said, without Shak, that person is the mercenary king of this area. It certainly didn't look like a common dagger. I don't know if it was the Sword Master, but he looked much younger than Lugo, and he looked about the same age as Kenta. When I asked where he smelled a strong monster, all he had around his body was monster skin. "Sorry! Shak!” “Why don’t you force yourself to meet Shak even though interest is not allowed?” It was Shak's men who tried to stop him urgently following the intruder and failed. I lay back on the pile of cushions and watched the situation. The relationship between number one and number two is messed up everywhere. Even while I was looking around like everyone else, Shak's men, who were trying to bring Muta down, were flying like fallen leaves. If Shak looked slim for a mercenary, Muta had a large and thick body among mercenaries. He looked bigger than Kenta or Chad, so he was a rare giant. Some thighs look thicker than my waist. “Muta, what are you mad about today?” “Are you asking because you don’t know? You put the pills on me first, and then you don't know anymore!" Looking at Muta, I could see why Shak drew his sword even before Muta appeared. Lightly swinging a two-handed sword the size of an adult with one hand, whether it was intentional or not, he was breaking down the entrance to the tent. Cold. “Do you want to get away with insulting me like this, you bastard? Pay it back with your life!” Why are you so angry? _ Shak seemed unimpressed because Muta was accustomed to playing haengpae. "Tell me why you're making a fuss by yourself." _l "This… ! Did my mercenary group look like a group of scumbags to do with the missing child? What? Come see the blonde kid? Do you bring it with you too? It didn't look like our kids had anything to do with that! uh! We think we're your privates!" Oh my, was it because of me that he ran away with anger all the way to the top of my head? It seems that he was angry because it looked like such a trivial request. He didn't even know it was actually a dragon quest... . Gunna asked to visit Magikos, but Muta's anger was directed at Shak. Asking the senior mercenaries to find the missing child was a very low-level task. "Calm down. Muta, I must have clearly stated the reward. It's true that it was for personal use, but who would make fun of you by spending such a large sum of money?" “Shut up! Who wouldn’t know that they ridiculed us about finding a missing child!” “You are mistaken. Although your mercenary group is ranked second, it has the advantage of being more numerous and relatively quiet than the few elite subordinates. So it's perfect for these kinds of chores•••••• Oh, stop making mistakes.” What. Shockingly, he was a high-level jaw-dropping fighter. It seemed that Muta's anger wasn't solely because of me. It seems like he used to scratch it gently and make him angry. “Ouch••• I will kill you and seek my honor! It's like he's unlucky! Even to this day, I am avoiding cooking!” “I never escaped. And if you lose one more time, you fill up ten times, would you mind? You must be ashamed to see your subordinates." "Heh, heh heh heh! Don't you think I don't know that you're not feeling well? Rumors are already circulating! That must be the reason why you couldn't fight Lugo from the south and gave me an excuse to go to the tournament!" It's true that he wasn't feeling well, but now that crisis is almost over. Rumor update is slow. Or is it that Shak's men are taking good care of their mouths••••••• Well, drinking dragon's blood and trying to cure him isn't bragging. “It’s always like this. What you're doing is ugly." "Under! You are more ugly! Who knows who is hiding the dark inside under that smiling face!” “Seeing others in a twist just because you don’t like them will only make you tired. It's good to know that people like you damage a mercenary's reputation." “Shut up and run! this guy!" “Dump it. Something like you is enough even in a tent.” There are people here. There are also my soft cushions. “Shak?” "Do not worry. Jeannie-sama, I will get rid of that smelly man right away.” I was still sitting, so staring up at Shak hinted that he wasn't quite ready to fight yet. “I win that much even when I wake up from sleep. Above all else, my whole body is overflowing with strength.” "No." “In 5 minutes...” "No." "...Yes." The reason his body is overflowing with power now is because of the stronger demon blood. Although it was barely in balance with human blood, it was a situation that could become dangerous again at any time because it had not long since found a new balance. It took a few more days if not completely stable. Anyway, if it ran again, there was no way to stop it. Because I couldn't summon Endairon. This guy thinks I'm sitting next to him to see his face because I'm free. The reason was more than half, but it was also great to watch the other parts. It's like being a dedicated doctor. I got up from the pile of cushions holding the hand that Shak held out, and the hanger came out to the side. There are no quiet days. As I was about to shake off the wrinkled clothes, a familiar hand picked up the cloak I had spilled and put it straight on. When Muta got angry, he couldn't see anything, but now he recognized my existence and pointed at me with his eyes wide open. "•••Yes, you! This sly and natural-looking guy! Aren't you ashamed of the name of the Mercenary King! Since when did you become a woman's dog? Muta's intention was to criticize, but Shak took it positively. “That’s good. Jeannie, please make me your dog.” "Yes? Suddenly?" I don't like dogs very much. Because it reminds me of the past. “Cheek! Are you crazy, you bastard? You even say things like that to fool me!” “Muta, the problem is that you are always too self-conscious. So, let’s stop at number two.” “Is it normal for a guy to become a dog by his mouth? That’s what a Mercenary King would say!” “What would you do? We are mercenaries, so we can't become ladies' knights, so we have to become dogs." Listening to it's plausible bullshit. Shak had a talent similar to mine. “I knew you had a talent for attracting women! I didn't know you wanted to be a dog! And that kind of woman!" Muta's eyes, with the determination to see if anything, turned to me. What are you going to say? “I think she is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen! It's hard to breathe, but it's beautiful! Her blonde hair is dazzling and her eyelashes are as shabby as a newborn lamb!” "...Isn't that the momentum to swear? It's crude, but it's a compliment." “Understand. Mercenaries do not know how to speak beautiful words. But to be honest.” “Ah! Don't get me wrong! I was trying to say that people aren't all about faces! If you don't know Koiren, you must be strong•••••• Wait, this woman•••? A Witch who manipulates light? The slayer of the canyon who killed a thousand wyverns?” Rumors tend to be exaggerated, so the number of Wyverns I killed had risen to a thousand. It doesn't really matter because I can actually kill more. I'll be stronger than that, no matter how many. “I must have become famous in this city. I don't know you, do you know me?" “I've heard rumors about you from the first day I appeared in this city. A bald wizard.” "•••You don't like that nickname?" “Suddenly I ask you this, but can a wizard fix baldness?” Come to think of it, this mercenary is almost completely naked. While I couldn't take my eyes off Muta's wretched hair, there was a somber atmosphere among the mercenaries gathered around the tent. Some of them were looking at me with anticipation. As if I was even a ray of hope. Kids who don't know much about magic are like this. You know magic is omnipotent. “Even with magic, hair loss cannot be cured. instead••." "Instead?" “I can make you bald in one shot.” "•••How do you sound so cruel!" “Is it possible to become a pope? They have to live from the root of your hair, hair loss. In order to revive something that is already dead, I think I will have to summon the Spirit King or something.” Without realizing it, I was given serious counseling because of Muta's thick hair, the most sympathetic thing I've ever seen. If you take a picture with a scanner, the price will come out. “Is there no hope?” “Well, this is as hopeless as my relationship with Robenin.” “I don’t know what you mean, but I know it’s hopeless.” “Jeannie? You mix language with rude people like Muta. It is better to stop because the air is scarce.” The answer was found on the face of Shak, who looked up without thinking. That's why Muta heats up Shak so bizarrely and makes him want to go crazy! Look at that long, shiny, straight hair. It is clear that he has never had a problem with thinning hair in his entire life. Even the thickness and angle of the eyelashes and eyebrows were perfect. Why did I say that I had a strong sense of entitlement? It was because of that! “Shak? Be nice to Muta.” “I still look after you a lot.” “•••No sympathy needed! These dazzling things! “It’s not a sin to be rich, is it? It's innate. Oh, and I commissioned the search for the blonde kid. Shak only borrowed his name. If you're going to be resentful, blame your hair thinning." I was in a hurry, so I borrowed the name of the Mercenary King and sent an official letter, but I was the official client. It was not intended to provoke people like Muta. What can I do about being sad because he doesn't have thick hair? “Playing with each other•••••• The liver came out of the boat! You're not talking too much! What's wrong with my hair? I thought you were a precious Wizard and knew how to take care of everyone!” “Have you already forgotten what one of my nicknames was?” Maybe there was a reason why I was called the bald wizard. First of all, it's not because I'm bald. “•••Is it your brother who lost you?” “Distant relative.” We have similar blonde hair, and the age difference looks like siblings at first glance, so it was most plausible to hang around them like this. “Hmmmm, there is information that came in, but I don’t think he’s the kid the Wizard Teacher is looking for.” “Did you see Maggi? Where?" “No, because this sounds like a joke.” “What fairy tale?” “There is a farm that raises herbivorous monsters outside the city••••••• Wild monsters have invaded there. They eat only the chubby guys and hide in the barn, so I got a request to catch them, so I got everything ready and went ••• Some blond-haired kid was sleeping with his stomach pounding. Between the bones of a monster that had no flesh left after licking it so much.” He, a monster I don't know••• No, it's a dragon... I'm doing the right thing to make myself a real Witch if I get involved, you bastard. “What is it? Is this the little boy you are looking for?” "No. Hopefully it can be. The kid I'm looking for is an ordinary human." “Is that so too?” “Okay, then.” “Everyone was talking about eating monsters raw, so some demons could have gotten better. In the meantime, I was wondering if there was such an official notice.” x feet. “They said the blonde boy turned into smoke and disappeared when people came. Doesn’t he look like a devil no matter how you think about it?” Our Maggi do have a goblin temperament. Occasionally, in the form of a human boy, with only golden wings, he flaps around. It wasn't good news at all, seeing that he couldn't even talk. The devil was often used to refer to lower-class demons. And always the worst news comes last. “If a demon has really appeared, I should report it to the temple•••••• I was wondering if I should set up a subjugation team or something. Hey, Shak? Which one would be better?” Neither would ever be the case. Temple people coming to a place where there is an unstable half-demon, and going to subdue the dragon. Spoiler: #448 By stroking Shak's back so Muta wouldn't see it, I secretly informed him that this had something to do with me. It will be difficult to avoid Maggi's wrath if the subjugation of a mysterious creature suspected to be a demon is carried out in order to avoid Shak's connection with the temple at all. He couldn't stay still even after he knew he had become a prey because of his great pride. There was a high probability that he would turn into a living disaster by saying that he would kill all the cheeky humans without thinking about what he had done. "..." As a quick-witted man, he pretended to be troubled and tilted his head toward me to show that he understood, and I recalled the worst as quickly as I had been through. Is it a rampant golden disaster, or the crazy of the half-demon, who was the King of Mercenaries until yesterday? I don't want to suffer either way. Fortunately, it's still a long way off. We have to stop now before things get bigger. Shak and I knew exactly what each other wanted. "I do not know. Both seem too early.” "What? Are you serious?” “It’s too early to make a decision right now, because he's busy organizing a subjugation party, and it’s not clear that he’s a demon to summon people from the temple.” “Even though••••••• You don't like to be late at times like this. If you are procrastinating and if a victim appears among the general public, will you fry me first?” “It’s not that we’re just going to move on, it’s that we want to do more research before we borrow the temple’s hand.” "Hmm..." Although the North Union is called the Dark Empire Koiren, it is a sarcastic remark because the Elan Union considers this doctrine to be disrespectful, and there were true priests of light. If they make up their mind to detect the presence of demons, Shak will never be able to avoid it. I quickly joined in with Shak's opinion. "That's right. That would be great. There's a very low chance that the real demon that showed up on the farm was. It's not a big enough deal to attract a temple." "Yes••••••? He seems like a demon without ever hearing the reports of his subordinates." Experts clearly distinguish them, but ordinary people called both demons and those who are possessed and manipulated by demons as demons. “I am not a priest, but I am a paraprofessional.” “As a Wizard Teacher, you probably know a lot.” "What we think of as demons is usually not real demons. Summing up real demons, that is, 'demons', is almost impossible these days. Perhaps what your subordinates saw is just a monster that looks a bit like human beings. ” “Even if it disappeared with movement magic?” "...That..." It is rare that the type defined as a monster uses magic. If the intelligence is high enough to use magic, it is classified as a heterogeneous race. “And what if my men saw nothing but the devil? If summoning the devil is impossible, why are there so many victims? Aren't those demons who appear and install if you forget? There are also old people who are skeptical because they saw it in person." “What the old men saw were the servants of the devil. Broken contractors." “What is different?” Muta was the perfect match, saying that the person he knew halfway was the scariest. “As the Teacher said, no one should have actually seen the devil. But if you find a demon in the temple, you should report it immediately, right? It must be a riot because it exists?" "Ha… It's hard to explain... … .” “Jeannie… ?” If you go overboard, only Shak's position becomes awkward. If Shak is not a half-demon, all I have to do is find and hide the demon, whether or not he summons the temple people. Of course, from the point of view of Shak, it would be much more convenient to set up a subjugation squad and decide to visit the temple at the source. Muta, who can't understand the contradictions between me and Shak, wondered over and over again as to why they couldn't do this or that, and I had no choice but to explain about the devil. “I’m only going to tell you once, so listen carefully. The 'demon' spoken of in the temple is, to be precise, a servant of the demon tribe. Human.” "Uh...?" “You said it before. A broken contractor. Sometimes there are people who make contracts with demons for power. Most of them are called Warlocks. And those who can't control their power will lose their souls to the demons and become what we often call 'demons'. Do you understand?” "... Uh, but... Teacher said it before. It's impossible to summon demons these days. But how do you make a contract and borrow power?" “You need ‘Magic’ to summon demons. And 'Sacrifice and Contractors'. If you don't have it, the only thing you can offer is 'mana'. But these days, humans don't have magic. There are so many temples that suppress the magic, so it is impossible to properly collect the mana. So what do you do?” “It is already difficult•••••• I am•••.” _ “However, even if you get a demon summoning circle, you can’t summon demons properly because you don’t have a demon. Demons cannot be fully summoned here with only mana.” This is what students at all academies basically learn. The reason why demons can no longer enter this world after the Heavenly Demon War. However, since this is a fairly advanced education, it is correct that ordinary mercenaries do not know. At times like this, I realize that I am from the Royal Academy. “But demons are always looking for a chance to come over here. What if I can't cross directly because I don't have a magi? In exchange for mana, it lends only a 'small amount of power'. They connect with humans through the summoning and contracting team.” In the past, there was a time when demon summoners and spirits were persecuted as one, and the two had similar elements. In the past, demons were also called into another world like spirits and directly exerted their powers. However, after the War of the Heavenly Demons, they could not come directly, so the demons began to control the humans by sending only their power. “Did you know that the origin of black magic was the magic of summoning demons? As the demon summoners were unable to summon demons after the War of the Heavens, they brought only the power of the demons to this world, and that is the beginning of black magic. The blind spot is that he becomes drunk with that power and becomes a demon himself. A warlock who has become a demon does what the demons want.” “What do demons want•••••••?” “By increasing the number of minions, they spread more summoning circles and bring more demon power to this world. The reason why temple minions are called demons and oppressed is because they serve as a platform for bringing demons into this world. The power of demons is magic, and when magic is accumulated, they will be able to summon real demons.” What the demons wanted was not a trivial thing to send a moderately strong and powerful demon to Middle-earth, causing chaos. What they were waiting for was the arrival of the Demon King. If it hadn't been for that, demons as powerful as dragons would have appeared in this world over and over again. "Okay? All they want is one shot. They not going to open the door for the stupid demons. But, they have to gather up their energy and send the Demon King, who is the real darkness, the magic itself, to Middle-earth someday." "..." “When the Demon King can set foot in Middle-earth, everything will be over. He will be able to open tens of thousands of doors for the demons and wage another war on the heavens!” “What is that••••••• It's scary•••.” “Something like a real devil, we don’t see it in our generation!” I'll make you bald if you tell me to call the temple again! It seemed that Muta was pushed by my momentum or did not understand from the middle, but gave up understanding. “So••••••• Teacher is saying that what the insiders saw can't be a real demon, right? What do we call demons because they are just humans controlled by the devil?” "Yes! That's right!" “Was he a minion?” "That's right!" “Anyway, should I report that to the temple?” “•••That's it.” Damn it. That's how it is. To cover the existence of Shak, I was so absorbed in the story that I couldn't see the real demons. What the hell are you talking about to give up on the temple? Muta was nodding his head carefreely, not knowing if he knew I was sweating inside. Then he touched my shoulder as if he had a good idea. “Having a Wizard is so reassuring! It looks like you know a lot about demons. How about, won't the Teacher take a look?" "... Me?" “Like the farm! Farm! Without even calling the temple people. Can't the teacher go and see if it's the devil's work or not? Just like the priests. What did you say, devil energy•••••••? The priests were looking for something like that." Strictly speaking, it wasn't something a Wizard would do. I couldn't feel the magic unless I had mastered special search magic or was an Archmage. Feeling the traces of black magic or the energy of demons was definitely the specialty of the priests. Of course, that's not something a spirit would do. I don't know, though. “Leave it to me. I'm also a professional at that. I'll go and see if it's the devil's minion or not." “Okay! Great! Are you comfortable with work?” "I know. It’s comfortable!” “It was a car that caught on because it didn’t seem like a normal monster thing. Of course the case is•••••• Aww.” Shak, wanting to stand quietly, slapped Muta's hand off my shoulder and gave him an annoyed look in his eyes. “Heh, you can tell the guy next to you how much you want. It's a quest from our mercenary corps, but what can I do without a Wizard? I just have to pass it on.” Normally I wouldn't accept such a boring job, but now I had no other choice. Because it was clear that Maggi was connected. After all, he's a standout guy. If you play human, you have to hide that you are a dragon and go about it normally, but to steal a monster from someone else's farm and get caught. It was only natural that Shak and Muta could not think of a dragon in this case. Unlike demons, which are known to be cleverly hidden within humans, dragons were far and great beings that didn't really feel like they were there. “Then send someone tomorrow evening! Sending a message that the wizard will also go to the farm. There's a Wizard in the city, so it's convenient for this and that! How about you, don't you want to settle down in Buschien?" “Hey, sometimes you say things you like. Muta.” "What? Are you this cunning and cunning bastard?" "Leader! Captain Ru! Ru! Captain Ru!” "••• Damn! Don't call me Ru!" A cry for Muta was heard from afar, and Muta heard his subordinate's mournful voice and crumpled up and ran out of the tent. Then he politely said goodbye. “It was nice to meet you! Wizard Teacher! It's my turn for the match, so I'll go for it! And Shak! Wash your neck and wait! Got it! You snake!” "What? Let's go. Muta?” “See you at the farm!” They shook hands with each other, but they were not used to it. It was refreshing to leave whenever they attacked while waving their greatsword as if to kill them all. “I really am going•••.” “Because we have done all the reports on the unusual.” “I said, ‘I’m going to kill you,’ did you just have a business? Didn't I come to fight you?" It's also odd that that was the attitude of the person who came to report it. “It would be good to get used to it.” Shak lightly shrugged my shoulders and spoke. “Koiren people are usually like that. A loud voice means there is no pain, and shouting to kill is a kind of greeting.” “What kind of greeting is that.” “If you don’t, it’s empty, even polite. 'I'll kill you', which also means 'I approve of you'." There is also a big cultural difference with the South. Because they are mercenaries, it seems more like that••. _ Shak wanted to stare down at me as I tilted his head, and he gave me an incomprehensible smile. “Take a break. I'm calling someone to fix the entrance." Destroying and repairing is also common here. After Muta, who was making a lot of noise, even Shak, who was next to me, went out and the surroundings became empty. Was it awkward that I was the only one left? Standing alone in silence was a feeling I would not normally feel. Hmm••• Rai is late today•••. [Master! I'm here!] _ Except for important times, he was a good guy with good timing, really. [I beg your pardon? Did you want to see me?] "No, I'm glad I didn't." Rai, who quickly crawled inward through the torn tent entrance, clinged to my ankle, wrapped around the ear and calf, passed through the waist, and settled on the shoulder. It would be surprising to a small citizen passing by, but I was too familiar with it, so I was not impressed. As soon as Rai wrapped around my neck and settled down, the silence disappeared. [I went to the cloak shop as you asked. I went to the stalls and inns that sold monster meat, but there was no Maggi! I've been to all the places we went together, but I didn't even see a nosebleed. If you can hear my voice but can't hear it when you call, you must be walking outside the city!] “Oh, it was somewhere else.” I picked up the pockets and video stones that were lying around among the cushions. Then, I pulled out the tears of truth from my pocket full of important things, put it on the tip of my finger, and lifted it up to Rai's eye level. "Rai? You did. The reason Maggi can't find me and is hovering around me is because my luck has changed." [Yes, the spirit egg changes its essence slightly once it is digested. Usually, it doesn't mix perfectly that much, but the Master is a water spirit, so it was perfect. You absorbed all the energy without being thrown out of the body. So the energy has changed.] “You say it will take time for Maggi to find me on his own.” [Right. Even if Adelaide comes, You won't be easy to find anymore? Even though I was far away, I was a little confused about whether that was the Master energy or not. I'm not looking for it only by energy, I know it by the attraction of the soul... but it's probably not Maggi.] “Fufu, then, shall I try this for a moment?” The reason I kept the tears of truth out was because I didn't want to read Magi's 'quietly gulp' memories. But if you don't have to worry about suddenly showing up and hugging me from behind, it's time for the ring to do its job. [Who else are you trying to peek inside? Lugo? Kenta? Shak?] “That’s all.” First of all, it starts with a desperate man whose insides are unknown.
Spoiler: #449 [Well thought! I care about Lugo, like an old raccoon dog, but the thing that bothers me the most is that filthy and colorful half-mad bastard sitting next to the master... … Over there, Master?] "Yes?" [Who knows that… Someone who knows well that he is a person who can be relieved by looking inside with the tears of truth!] Sheesh, have you already heard it? Rai quickly figured out what had happened while he was away. I was deliberately trying not to think about it, but to no avail. [How do you hide these provocative memories! Not a long time ago, you just bit and sucked it a few minutes ago!] "••• Biting and sucking! Your choice of words is frivolous!" [Like the word! Biting! Sucking!] “Don’t read my memories!” [Gyaak! Dirty! Master is dirty! It will all come to Undine! This pervert!] Rai's anger was bitter when he realized that I was playing with a dangerous person while he was away. It was perfect for stiff shoulders as he trembled with a sense of betrayal. [Master is a traitor! Liar!] "Huh." [While I was looking for Magi, you promised that you wouldn't do weird things with him! While doing that! How can you betray yourself like that! My sister-in-law said he was a dangerous guy!] “I didn’t do anything strange as promised, did I? Everyone did what they did.” [This person•••••••! By the way, you decided not to do anything like that! You decided not to do the same thing you did with Ash!] “So I did something darker.” Humans can live by doing what they want to be shameless. The more I did, the stronger the vibration, good for a stiff neck. Rai's vigilance toward Shak rose sharply the more I liked him, and recently, it has become sharper as if he was seeing a natural enemy. Just like when I left myself and fell in love with the Endairon. [I don't know anymore! Even if Ash has to deal with this!] "It's okay. I want to see Ash cry." [Then, one day, I was disappointed, tormented, and hurt by the Master! Even if I start to hate the Master, I really don't know!] “Well, there’s no way Ash hates me this much.” He didn't raise him as such a weak man. [Even if he doesn't hate you, he'll be able to let you go forever! Even if that makes the Master depressed! I don't know! You know!] That's a bit difficult. It makes me a little sad to think that I am disappointed by Ash and I think that he is distanced from me. "•••Don't be alarmed. It's okay if Ash doesn't know? If only you keep your mouth shut..." Is not it. Shak might say. He doesn't show his feelings at all, but he seems like the jealous type. But do you think Shak and Ash are going to meet•••••••••••••••? Slowly, I was getting used to being slapped hard on the back of my head for anything I wanted to do. [In the first place, you think it’s okay to do something like this and hide it! It's a betrayal of Ash!] “Then tell the truth, okay?” [That's a wound as it is!] “What do you mean?” [You don't have to do things that will hurt you in the first place! Master is an asshole! Your personality is broken and I’m so sick of it!] There was nothing wrong with Rai's words. Even Esh in the world will get hurt, and if it faces its limits, it will collapse. How many things are eternal in the world? I stared at the entrance of the ruined tent without a word. It was not that I had time to reflect on what I had done, but rather the question. Rai was a spirit that was excited to help me with anything I did. Unless it's life-threatening, like fighting Robenin. But now, he is making this uproar because he has more empathy for Ash than necessary. After all, the voices that Rai made with Ash were dissatisfied with what he wanted to say to me. Don't look at me and whistle for me to take care of myself, but it doesn't work for me, so I'm emphasizing the importance of the first thing to me by using Ash, who makes me relatively moving, as an excuse. If I betray Ash and put Shak first, I wonder if he thinks he can be pushed back by the Endairon at any time. I had mixed thoughts about this and that, but in the end my interest was one. The fact is that Rai identifies himself with Ash. "Rai?" [I don't want to mix things up with the traitor! If you have something to say, do it in your head!] [It was originally, but what do you think of •••••••.] _ I wondered if it would be meaningful to ask a question like this to a guy who is very angry with me and can't even stand my not talking to him. _ However, I asked because I didn't want that day to come. And because I have no imagination. [Do you think the day will come when you will be disappointed, hurt, and depressed by me too? Because I give priority to other spirits than you?] [...] [So you will hate me.] [I don't! Cause I'm great! This body is the only metal spirit in the world! There's no way I can hate Master for that! Even if everyone is gone, I will remain by your side!] "What. That’s it.” As long as I don't hate Rai just because I kissed Shak, anything else is fine. Not even Ash. [•••••••I'm glad that you think so••••••• I'm glad you do! I don't want the Master to be sad!] "Ha?" [Why don't you know!] “You know you have to tell me.” Rai can read my heart, but I can't read Rai's mind. Is it to the extent that he experiences a strong emotional change? Just like now. [I•••••• I don't like the Master being nice to other guys! Human, spirit, and half-demon! In fact, I hate them all! I hate it when the Master gives meaning to someone other than me! I don't like it••••••• I mean I hate it when the Master is lonely!] “Rai, you••.” My worries have increased, you bastard. Anyone who sees it would know that I am a very lonely person. But it was Rai who was more lonely than me, and when he behaved strangely, there must be a reason. He pretends to be okay now, but Rai is still under the curse left by the Wizard of Light. Deep loneliness and irreversible emptiness. What he was worried about was the anxiety that I would live with hurting people around me like this, and then one day I would be left alone and feel the pain of loneliness. Looking back, Rai suffered a lot from Yiruje (Master?), but he was patient with me just because he was my friend. Even because of my dirty temper, there weren't many people around that I could call friends. What if Rai's side of Ash also came from there? What if I'm more afraid of the moment Ash, who seems to never abandon me, turns away from me? That was kind of a concern. In fact, if I had the spirits, I could get a rough idea of what my relationship with other people might be. If a human lives roughly like me, that's good. Of course, the spirits know they won't leave me, so I feel like I'm just getting older.•••. [I can hear it all! Don't give us excuses! When you think like that, there are no humans left around!] “Hey, nagging. Do I even have to listen to a spirit like that!” [It's nice to have the same people! You can't even see me!] When Rai, the only person in the world, says so, I can't resist... I wasn't “Anyway, all humans are dead!” I was born alone and I go alone! But what do you do when you're dating? I swallowed the back words, but I didn't want to miss it. [Master, that is also a problem. I don't know where the idea came from! It's strange that you don't make someone precious because you're afraid of dying! Every time he gives affection to the people around him and drinks, etc! You can't easily come up with the courage to stick around! So only bright perverts remain!] "Ugh." This bastard knows me too well•••••• Are you going to crush your master's bones? [And you know I don't know•••! Master is not immune to loneliness! Is it all dirty? When you look at the long-lived ones, your eyes twinkle!] "•••What! What is that! It's a matter of taste! Respect!" [You're talking about bad taste! You like them because you don't want to see them die! Then the void will be properly filled with them!] “Is there a law telling you to fill it with humans! One of the reasons why spirits are so good is because I want the person I like to live a long time! You will surely live longer than me!” The reason I open my heart to Jekar and Shak relatively easily and come to them is that they inevitably outlive me. Even if I give them my heart, I will never see them die, so I wasn't afraid to get to know them. There is no other relationship that is so reassuring by my standards. Besides, since they have seen countless deaths, they will not be saddened by my death. It's the perfect relationship. [Thing! Let's talk right away! It's not that you want them to live long because you like them, it's that you choose the ones you want to keep close to among those who will live a long time! Not even once! Twice in a row! How does it feel to watch me!] "•••It's not up to me." [This fucking Master!] "Come on. Do I make normal choices too? Esh, whom I cherish the most as proof of that, is an ordinary human.” I'm proud to say it because Esh feels like the most rough stone I've ever owned. It is harmonious wherever you put it. [So you're saying to be nice to Ash! Because he's the only one around the Master who makes the Master remain human! It's the worst that the Master knows everything and ignores it!] “Hey, what, the other kids even turned me into a monster?” Both Shak and Jecar are good guys. Shak had yet to be verified, but there was a belief that it would not be the worst. [The more I get along with the long-lived species, the more the Master moves away from humans. And there will be a greater sense of separation from the more ordinary human beings! The senses the Master has are already far from ordinary humans! You need to have more people around you. To fill only with spirits, and to fill the void with longevity servants! If you do not do it in moderation, it will only have the opposite effect!] "..." [Humans feel detached from the Master because the Master is distorted somewhere. The reason is that the Master is trying to become great, but it is also that you are moving away from humans! But! If the sense of disparity grows, you cannot become great! You are just going crazy like a Wizard of Light!] It had been a long time since I had heard Rai's endless nagging even when I covered my ears. Usually he doesn't stir me up like this, but sometimes if I go too far, he shoots me until I stop talking. A few kisses with Shak••••••• Well, since I've kissed him about 20 times, it's an exaggerated aftermath. [••• •• Do it! Is that all? Master••• Listen! Master!] "Okay. Cause I know you won't stop." [You know what! Then tell me why I'm mad! Master knows my heart as much as my tail!] “To protect the humanity within me, I’ll do the first thing with Esh. can't you? Even if things don’t go well with Esh, I can do it as a human anyway.” [No sincerity•••••••! It's not sincere, but it's even more disgusting because it's accurate to get the point! Master is like that, so I can't be relieved! Knowing why not! Why! So, the lack of it cannot be filled!] I knew best that I was wrong somewhere. I knew it from the moment I realized that I couldn't show affection to my parents in this world. Spoiler: #450 I don't want to be someone's precious person, so this can't be normal. I also don't like making people precious, so that was the beginning of my mismatch. But it came from my stubbornness that even God couldn't do. As long as I remember our past lives, this gap can never be bridged, and there is nothing that can be reversed now. Even if it allows you to forget everything, at least••••••• You can't do that. So this was an irreversible problem. The only clear fact is that obsessing over this will only make me look like a Wizard of Light. Whether humans want wars to stop or me to find peace, it's all stupid wishes. "•••It's surprising, but Esh is amazing." [That's right! It's rare!] It's not a long-lived race, and even though I tried to cherish me more than anyone else, I couldn't refuse and kept him close to me, so it was acceptable to Rai. [Master, you know that you need Esh. Knowing and staying away is the same as harming yourself. After all, Master has always been like that! You are strangely tolerant of your body aches•••••••.] “Isn’t it noisy outside anyway?” Even when me and Rai talk like this… Well, to other people, it sounds like I am talking to myself. It felt so complex on the outside that no one looked into it. Somehow it smells like blood. [Isn't it completely unnatural to talk?] “Where do you want me to go?” I hummed and put tears of truth into his empty fingers and left the tent. It also takes a while for Shak to not come back... . Pak! Immediately on the right, I could feel something soaring into the sky, and then, blood spattered and rolled in front of my feet. Wobbly. It was a head that had just fallen off a human body. "...What neck?" Gray eyes that could not be closed were looking straight at me. [Master, at times like this, ordinary people are surprised, right? I said the feeling was different. Me?] [•••••••I am surprised to see dragons too.] [If you are not surprised at that time, you are not human...] "Oh my goodness. It's a surprise." I deliberately pretended to be exaggeratedly surprised and looked at Hazarai with wide open eyes, as if he was abominable. “Huh, sorry! Wizard!” Until Shak's Left Arm, approaching hastily, kicked the head and sent it away. [Did you see it, Rai? I don't like people's heads.] [Have you ever popped it?] “… … Huh.” “You made it look dirty. Once you go in, it will be cleaned up soon. It always looks like this when it’s over.” “What is all this?” The area around the tent was relatively dark, but bodies that looked like corpses were scattered a little further away. Shak's men were stacking the corpse to one side, and Shak was standing with them. Peacefully, as if invisible to the naked eye. “It’s not a big deal. Those who were eliminated from the match from day one give up. It always happens.” It was like that when Shak suddenly went out. It was an atmosphere where there were not one or two people who could not admit defeat and rushed at Shak. Apparently, most of them seemed to have been blocked in advance by Shak's subordinates. The delay in noticing it was because it was being handled very quietly. “Are you saying it’s like this every time they compete?” “Yeah, just mixing Shak and a sword once is something you can be proud of for the rest of your life. It’s also less shameful to die fiercely here than to go home after losing the preliminary round on the first day.” There are people out there who don't know how precious their lives are. “For the most part, we took care of it, so you can rest assured. It’s rare for Shak to deal directly with each other.” As the closest person who went to Wyvern subjugation with him, he knew well that he needed stability. “It is not fair to give the honor of mixing swords and shocks to dirty losers. Then the rule-followers down there won't stand still. I can't wait for victory and it's clear that you and I will jump. So all those who break the rules have no choice but to kill them.” “I will. Even the mercenary king will have a hard time.” “It is a miracle that Buschen has maintained such order, no matter how you look at it.” I think I've seen a dog fight ten times. Even now, isn't it too bloody to be a miracle?•••••• Of course, it was more peaceful than what I had heard. As soon as I thought of that, Shak's men pierced the belly of another fire moth. “You were there! Shak! Fight with me." Even his subordinates were so skillful that he pierced the vital point with one shot, and another subordinate's sword stabbed deep into the head of the fallen mercenary, and it took only 3 seconds to complete the killing. Skillful and neat workmanship. Even if I catch the mosquitoes on the wall, it will take longer than that, and it will be a redundant movement. “Oh, I don’t mind. And it's cool." "thank you. If you want to take care of Shak, it’s only natural.” “You look proud.” “Serving Shak is also our pride. This is the first time that the desire to become a subordinate and be by his side preceded his desire to see a strong man and win. Because he’s so good, there are a lot of people who want to beat him.” “Because if you defeat the Mercenary King, you become the Mercenary King.” It is a simple principle that even children know. I was debating whether or not to approach Shak standing among the pools of blood. It's a dry color with blood on the hem of the cloak. Shall we sleep later? “There are a lot of fire moths today. The reason is obvious. maybe•••." "•••Perhaps? Why don't you talk?" “It was nothing.” Behaving suspiciously in front of me with tears of truth. A brave one. I did a light finger exercise. I didn't miss the moment when Shak's Left Arm awkwardly avoided my gaze. — Those who think that this is the best opportunity for Shak to lose his eyes to a woman are flocking to him••• Why are you touching me? “I asked this. It was a piece of the brain.” He showed me what he had removed from the back of his hand and threw it away. [Sense••••••• Find senses. Human sense!] _ "•••Huh! I am again! I thought I was doing something wrong and you trying to kill me. Could you please stop touching me in the sight of Shak?" “You’re very naive.” “I don’t want to cause any misunderstanding. Please be careful.” Touching other people's bare skin is something that looks like this. However, the tears of truth still boasted excellent performance, and the next target, Shak, was fully prepared for me to sleep at any time. It was for this profound reason that I kissed Shak. The big picture to unleash caution in advance... [I told you to take care of your conscience.] [Sheesh.] [Is there any way you can get it right by tampering with me? That bastard is the one who will kiss the back of your hand even if the Master reaches out to him! He'll do it for the instep too! He was already an easy guy!] [Is it true that kissing made things easier? And it's also true that I read better when the other person wants me than when I just touch it.] As a result of experimenting with Ashe many times, I tried to satisfy my greed as much as I could by kneading and kissing while drawing. The tears of truth exerted a stronger effect the more I had a crush on me. Because wanting me meant allowing me to have that kind of heart. Tears of truth opened the door of their heart that was open to me and entered and uncovered every secret. And Shak was already a man ready to throw himself at me. If you have a stronger mental power than me, or if you are wary of me on the inside, I won't be able to read it completely. "Die! Shak!” "Move! It's my turn! After killing Shak, I'm the Mercenary King••• Guck!" It's just a minor problem that there's no time to mess around with fire moths like that all the time. “Hey, Left Arm. When will that end?” “The match has just ended, so it will be like that for two or three hours if you don’t.” "•••Can't we just go? Can you take all of that?" “Let’s ask for it. He is a merciful person, so he tends to kill all those who attack him, but he may change his mind when the Wizard complains of fatigue." “You usually call it merciful?” _ "It's rude, but it's a real mercy for their to not let them go home with shame." "Oh yeah." This is Koiren. I keep thinking from the South's point of view. To read Shak's inner thoughts, I must aim for a time when we are alone. When we return to the mansion, we will ride the wagon together, so that would be a good time. I watched Shak standing in front of the stairs leading to the dignitary with arms crossed near the tent. It was Shak who was talking about the next schedule with the organizers of the tournament as if he didn't care about those who were trying to save his life, and the fire moths who found him under the stairs and were twisted as soon as they came up the stairs had their necks blown off by the hands of the subordinates who were ambush, or they had a spleen or heart. Only the fatal places were picked and pierced. Shak looked like a good quality bait. In the midst of the endless rushing chivalry, he suddenly looked at me and smiled and seemed extremely peaceful. “Left Arm.” “Aren’t you going to remember my name?” “Why should I waste my memory on you?” If you want to remain in my head, you have to be strong enough to do so. [Master, please do not curse at Robenin in the future.] [Are you picky today?] [Because the Master is a traitor who is a liar and a liar.] It's dirty on the back••••••• How would you feel if you date a man whose parents are against you? “What are you going to ask?” “There’s a guy I told you to keep an eye on. How is it?” “You mean the red-haired Kyle. You'll see it tomorrow. We are going through the preliminary rounds smoothly. He's pretty conspicuous because he's done all the matches in 2 games. They are emerging as strong contenders.” “Unlucky bastard•••.” “Besides, good luck or bad luck. All of the opponents were the ones who made a name for themselves in Buscheng. However, attention is being focused on the fact that he won easily without breaking a sweat. There are other celebrities who help with fame.” What. Why are you looking into my eyes while talking? I sensed the ominousness and frowned. “There are three people who are being talked about the most in this competition… They are all foreigners, so this is a very unusual case.” “Is it me?” "•••First of all, Lugo, the 'dumb king' from the south. And the second is the Wyvern Slayer, also known as the Light-Witching Witch." The last one would be Robenin. My forehead was even more wrinkled. Even though I thought I didn't want to know, I quietly waited for Left Arm to continue talking. It's been a long time to steam. Shall we hit one? “And•••• That••• spying on the witch's bathing scene••• Surviving••• Red-haired Kyle••• Lee••• Last•••.” "...?" “No, even if you don’t, everyone is amazed that she is a powerful Wizard that evaporates lakes in one day and makes canyons disappear. •••••• He must be a great guy••••••••••." “Oh, blood pressure•••.”
Spoiler: #451 In the carriage back to the mansion, I was in low pressure the whole time. Shak, who wanted to keep an eye on me quietly for a while, opened his mouth when the carriage left the city and started running on a sparsely populated forest road. “Is it because of him?” It was a question that cut both front and back, but I knew that it was referring to Robenin. Shak's head turned faster than anyone around me and he was noticing. Basically, I don't keep people close to me because I have a quick temper, but Shak was terribly agile. "Yes. It's because of Robenin." “He was using the pseudonym Kyle. If you want, you can use that as an excuse to get him kicked out of the competition." "That..." “But you wouldn't want that. It looks like you want Lugo and him to face off. There seems to be a reason why you can't start a fire by taking a big step on the surface. Maybe it's because Lugo has caught your weakness or is close to it.” It's horribly accurate. It wasn't that he was hiding his true intentions, but it was kind of scary to see him so clearly without knowing anything about the relationship. “So you want them both to disappear side by side. No matter how you are, it will be difficult for you to handle two sword masters alone. Wouldn't it be the best scenario if they kill themself by fighting each other?" "•••That's right. I hope that Lugo and Robenin, who is also named Kyle, all die." “It will be what you want it to be.” “I want everyone to bury their bones here.” “You wanted me to take care of whoever survived. You have entrusted me with the task, so it must be done. With my soul and my honor, I will make sure neither of them return south.” Should I say it's reliable? It seemed that I had a loyal subordinate. If there is a subordinate who seduces the owner with a smile full of laughter. “So, please relax and think only of pleasant things.” “Hey, I want to too. But I feel dirty when only that child is involved... Losing, but•••••••? Did I ever say that he was also from the South?” Lugo is from the south. It was discovered in Buschien, but Robenin was hiding his identity on the surface. To the extent that they even made it clear that we wanted to pretend we didn't see each other by calling them Crowell as if he was protesting to me. It was good when we liked each other, but in this case, it was also an opportunity to find out that I don't like the position of a noble who is nasty. "That's something you'll know right away if you watch it. There was no need for me to tell you.” Again, an unknown smile. If it were an enemy, he was the type that would have made me anxious. “Other than that, what did you realize?” “I knew right away that you were a nobleman.” “Blow everything you find out.” "••• Judging from the way you speak, it seems that you are from Dmitry, and the probability that you attended the Academy is high. Maybe it is the Royal Academy with many nobles. Oh, I think you must also be a noble. Yo, I’m not sure about this.” “What••••••• your dark elf blood is also mixed...?” “Not at all?” Daria, a member of the Prophet's clan, did not use it this much. How can you see through it so clearly? Am I that easy to understand? It was me who was holding the tears of truth, but it was also me who cringed for fear of being found out. [Look. Master! That's what I warned you! Because he's no ordinary guy? Master isn't the kind of human to lick and eat just for fun! If the Master is just a wild horse, then that's like the final black screen!] [•••••• Who is the wild maya••• at least make it a human. Beasts and black screens are too much!] [That's because there is a difference in experience points! That guy is different from the longevity servants who have been around the Master in the past. Jekar and Maggi is old, but not all of those years have been spent among humans. But that guy••••••• No matter how many years he has lived, he has spent all his life 'surviving' among humans.] That's right. Moreover, it is still unclear how old he is. I've asked a question before, but it was covered up with a smile. I couldn't help but be baffled that the moment came too soon when I knew more about myself than I did. The reason I sneaked the ring on my hand under the cloak, thinking I might recognize that these were the tears of truth. This man knows too much. “Awesome••••••• Not even from the south, but you know from my tone of voice that I am from Dmitry. You weren't born in Koiren, were you?" "Yes. But when you live all over the continent, that doesn't really matter." “Because you don’t age.” “Yeah, I can't stay in one place for long. I am doomed to not be able to settle anywhere. The only places I haven't been to in this land are the Sanctuary and the Dragon's Rest.” Even if he didn't, I could not even guess how deep his knowledge would be since he had the knowledge that the man with extraordinary hair was overflowing with. At this point, it becomes natural to not know anything. I suddenly had a question. How much more can I hide about myself from this man? It won't take long for me to figure out who I really am. There was only one reason why Shak knew so much about me and didn't consider me 'Jeannie Crowell'. Because this is Koiren. The Koiren Alliance and the Elan Alliance have long since broken up, so unless it's a big news like a dragon robbed the imperial family, information sharing was inevitably slow, and in fact, the latest news from Elan floating around in Buschien was all there was. 'Golden dragons collecting mithril ate the imperial courts of both unions equally.' The difference is that, unlike the North, where only the treasures were stolen, in the South, only one person was kidnapped. People here only thought it was a princess or a noble lady. Insignificantly. Since ancient times, if the king does not obey, dragons have been preying on a precious bloodline to show which one is mere creatures. According to the literature, most of them are newly grown women, simply because their meat quality is the best••. These are the contents written only in the original, uncensored, brutal version, and in fact, the contents that are common among the people have been purged of 'the princess was kidnapped'. It is shameful that the imperial family was robbed of power, but the fact that nobles became prey like chickens and pigs would only leave people with shock and horror. And, of course, the people of Koiren did not care at all that one noble woman of Elan became the prey of a dragon, and rumors about him were buried in vain. But what if the abducted mysterious woman came back alive, and even raised the status of her country by using a dragon as her jig and revered as a saint? The story takes a different path and flows into Koiren. It means that it is only a matter of time before my name and shameful rumors spread to every corner of the North Union. Rumors may have already been circulating in the border area close to the south. They hadn't come to Buschien yet, but rumors spread quickly once the wind blows, so I didn't know if it would be next month or tomorrow when Shak heard the name and realized my identity. Being able to play chess comfortably like this without anyone knowing me means that today may be the last time. If so, I would rather•••. “Shak, come next to me.” Shak, who was sitting across from me, moved to the seat next to me, removing the papers he was holding with a single slight nod of his head. "Closer." “Your snake would hate it.” "It's fine now." The reason Rai is still is because he knows what I'm trying to do. I had to make sure now that Shak was a safe man to know who I was. "Hurry." Rai consentedly descended from my shoulder, and I moved closer to him before Shak sensed anything suspicious. And slowly moved his hand under the cloak. As long as I was making eye contact with Shak, it was easy to stroke his hand like mine. “I wonder what you want your eyes to look like.” “What can you give me if I want?” “I will give anything I can give.” — If you want a neck like a mountain, you're welcome. I stopped for a moment with my finger that was touching the back of Shak's hand and looked back on how I came to like people's necks that much. _ Jecard did it before. Why is everyone rejoicing because they can give their heads to me? I was upset for a moment, but I was satisfied with the fact that Shak's inner thoughts were read naturally, and I asked another question. “I want to tell you a secret •••••• Can you keep it? That's something Lugo shouldn't know." "Sure. It is an honour." If the heart and the words spoken are the same, it sounds like an echo. I smiled lightly and grabbed Shak's hand. The tears of truth will tell you how far you can trust this man. "•••Did you know that dragons also appeared in the Southern Union?" “Yeah, there was a party for the millennium anniversary of the founding of the country.” “I don’t know the details. What else do you know?” “Is it to the extent that one noble lady was kidnapped? I heard that the dragon fell in love with her... and took her away.” — Elan people have hypocrisy in their words, so there is a high probability that she were eaten on the spot. “Do you know the girl’s name?” "I do not know." “It’s Jeannie Crowell.” There was a change on the inside and outside of Shak, which was a soft voice for me to respond to and dry and numb to think on the inside. Until now, all he knew was the two letters of my name. “A nobleman with blonde hair and blue eyes.” I blinked my blue eyes, tilted my head, and whispered under Shak's chin. “And the name of the dragon who took the treasure from the heart of the two unions is Magikos Gold.” “••• Jeannie?” “Actually, Magikos is the name, and gold reveals their attributes. It's a different concept than gender. Humans have different ways of writing names. We use our names for common names, right? They say there's no need for that because they're so small anyway. It's funny, isn't it?" "Wait. Wait, the cousin you lost must have the same name..." — Of course, I thought he couldn't be a real cousin••••••• It turns out that the teleportation demon Muta reported is a blond boy eating monsters. Dragons are polymorphs. Jeannie lost the blonde boy. The nobleman who was kidnapped by dragons from the south is named Jeannie Crowell. “Isn’t knowing the name of a dragon as great as knowing the name of a demon? One quick turn of the head. I slowly watched to see how far Shak had realized inside. Shall I take this man and use him as my adviser? I like fine hair, but I don't like the other hair. I am not a person who can draw big pictures, considering that I am not someone else and that gave Robenin fame. Well, if I had a brain, I would have been a Wizard. How can humans be better? Spoiler: #452 “•••Are you joking?” — Probably serious. "I'm telling you my secrets because I'm afraid you'll find out sooner or later. It's only a matter of time before my name gets this far. Then I'd rather you help me cover my secrets. I believe in you. Do we even have a 'real' nickname for each other?" Even if I'm not intelligent, I'm okay with men's eyes. Shak was indeed a man with a hard heart, just like my taste. His mental strength is actually so strong that I can't even get a glimpse of it. If he didn't have a heart to thank me, it would have been difficult for him to pick up the fragmentary words. — If she survived from the dragon's hand, there would be no one in the south who didn't know her name. She should never have been here. Then she met Lugo. That was the secret. He might have recognized him as a mercenary and smart guy. So if you want to kill him. Also, the redheads are •••••• my subordinates•••. Apparently, he had no intention of saying anything, but rather was surprised by my complacency and was even worried about what would happen if his subordinates found out about me. I slipped my fingers between Shak's fingers and acted affectionately. “I am known as an intermediate water spirit warrior from the south. So here, I pretend to be a wizard while using elemental magic of various attributes as much as possible. Is it camouflage?” — That doesn't seem to be enough•••. “I personally hate being called a Witch who handles Light, but it still means a Wizard. I can't help it. The title is not something you can choose. You can help with that. Make it look like I have nothing to do with Ginny Crowell in the south. Being the head of this city, it won’t be easy.” — This Spirit Master••• • Is that the only solution•••? I could feel Shak's fresh mind. It's not the first time men have suffered because of me, and I encouraged them by patting their shoulders. “Ginny••••••• I need more information to help you. You can’t match it with that.” “Oh, seriously, I like it. Have you ever been scammed?” Fortunately for me, Shak was good at keeping secrets. Because he was a half-demon who lived his whole life with the biggest secret in his heart. The first thing I felt when I touched his heart through the ring was a lot of pain he didn't even name, and even more sadness. Still, he's strong, he knows his convictions, and he knows when to be cruel and when he shouldn't. He was a very strong soul who lived with the truth that life could leave him at any time. And it has the same color as Ash somewhere. It was not difficult to find goodness in him. I can't wait to see such a bright ray of light from a man who has inherited the blood of demons. Of course I saw darkness I had never seen before, but it was well captured. Perhaps that is the nature of the demons. “In order to survive, I would not hesitate to kill. It's a scam. I can't even count it as a crime. All I care about right now is your safety. Genie, if everything you say is true, you have gained as much risk as your fame.” "I know. So you're careful." “Human nature is more evil than we know, and once it goes down, it is no different from that of demons. Humans rejoice and rejoice over the fall of the humans they worshiped, so if you are not more careful than you are now, you may be in danger.” [Oh oh! You're saying the right thing, you bastard!] “It would be better to stay away from everyone but me.” [••••••••? Master, did that bastard have a different heart now? right? What did you say?] Shak grabbed my shoulder as I spoke, and my hand fell, so I couldn't peek inside his heart. Rai lit the torch next to him asking him to touch it again quickly, but it was quite difficult depending on his posture to hold hands naturally. "Hmm, that's solid advice. I think so too, so I try not to make close friends as much as possible." “Is it Kenta? How would you describe that mercenary that would not have even been worthy of my name without you?" “••• Kenta is••.” [I'm feeling a little cooler. I would have been right if I said that!] “That•••••• I have known for a long time.” “It must be from the south.” "Ugh... But he doesn't know I'm Ginny Crowell. He doesn't have the brains to connect to that!" Rejoice, Kenta! Your simplicity might save your life! I said with a twinkle in my eyes, but Shak's reaction was cold. “It is better to stay away from now on. He must die here too.” “Uh•••••• Must, should it be•••••••? It's he just an ordinary, stupid mercenary?” “If you can't, I will. Didn't you risk confiding in me with a secret to make it more solid? I thought you wanted me to deal with the twists and turns out of your will.” It's a big deal. My subordinate is doing so well that he is getting ahead of me. "•••Hey, first of all. I did think of an excuse that would be useful if, just in case, this happened." “What is it?” “They say the dragon threw me here. It was irresistible. I am a poor Saint." "•••Are you called a Saint in the South?" “You may not believe it, but it is.” Look at my shaggy eyelashes. Because that part is a little bit like a saint. “If you were called a saint, you would have an extraordinary influence. What is such a person doing here?” It was shocking to come now and ask such a fundamental question. If I said that I was excited because I felt like I was going to the amusement park to kill Robenin, I would put on an expression that I couldn't understand any more. “Aren’t there at most two people in a time when such a special title is given? There is no one called a saint in Koiren, so you must be the only one now!” “Well, this is a long one to explain. I was kidnapped by a dragon and then released, and while I was traveling, I went to the sanctuary." "Don't you think you omitted too much?" “I have a lot of secrets.” I can't tell you about destroying a dungeon that will go down in history, turning around the royal palace, and killing half the great spirits of a foreign country. The mass murder of slave traders was not even hit. Illegal activities like going to the black market are just hobbies. “Anyway, I went to Sanctuary and saw the centaur and was resting for a long time, but he came to me saying that the dragon was boring. Release it and think about it.••••••• What should I do? It's not a dragon to go back to, so I have no choice but to play until he is satisfied. But I was wondering if it would be possible to do something using that dragon. Something like killing the thorn in the eye with a natural death." “That red-haired one. If you die from a dragon, it's a natural death, but•••." “It was nice to be able to persuade you to bring the dragon here. I thought it would be easy to finish and go back." Until then, I thought my plan was perfect. As soon as I arrived in Buschien, it was smashed to pieces. “By the way•••••• It's a natural thing to say. Controlling a dragon is harder than I thought.” "..." “I will apologize for coming to another city and losing my dragon. And I have good news and bad news for you. What do you want to hear first?” “Ginny••••••••? You seem to have skipped the most important part now.” “Shall we talk about the good news first? I lost my dragon, but I think I'll find it tomorrow! Maggi is lazy, so the only place she can eat is George until the seeds are dry." Maggi, who has leftovers to eat on the farm, will surely reappear. The criminal returns to the scene! “If you go to the farm, you will find Magikos. Is that good news?” "•••If that's good news••• • What's the bad news?" “There’s another reason I gave you a secret! Sibelm Rahik! We invite you on a quest to catch the dragon!” Clap clap clap. As I smiled brightly and gave a small applause, Rai, who was suddenly on my shoulder again, chuckled and laughed like a devil. That sound was only heard by me. "Am I••••? Dragon••••••••?" "Yes. If you clear this, you will be a hero too.” "...As you know, 'that blood' flows through me." “Did your parents die by a dragon?” “It’s not like that.” “Then there is no problem.” [Other than that, no rejection is accepted!] _ I knew well that demons and dragons are at odds with each other. However, I also knew that Maggi was a young dragon who did not know the smell of a natural enemy. If Maggi was a dragon who could tell the difference, Adelaide wouldn't have passed on his son's education to me. Why do I have to teach the dragon how to play? Don't leave me alone! Arthur•••You should do as Reid-sama tells you. “You are going to have a lot of experiences that you will never have in a lifetime. “You don’t seem surprised at all?” “I was so amazed that I forgot to be surprised.” “Don't worry, don't worry. There's no way I'm going to physically beat you to a dragon I know well. Peacefully, literally, you can catch it with space." “Based on what you said, can you guarantee that the dragon that abducted you is also not violent at all?” “I can’t tell.” The dark elf almost got eaten alive right before my eyes. _ “Then why are you so proud?” “Because he likes me? In the end, he will do what I tell him to do.” And the chance that I will be eaten is extremely low. It was an absolute secret to Shak that this was a more urgent situation than I would say lightly. That was the reason why Maggi didn't tell me that it was safe to say that he is a young dragon. It's because Maggi isn't just talking about the farm when it comes to drying the seeds of the feeding grounds once taken. If he couldn't find me even after eating all the monsters on the farm with his temperamental hair, his anger and his overflowing appetite might have turned to the mercenaries of Buschien. I'm sure he is nearby, but he can't find me, so I'm probably on drugs by now. I'm not stupid enough to know that the best way to find me is to materialize and call out my name, so I guess I'll put it off as a last resort... … It was unclear how long his patience would last. 'Maggi looked down on humans too lightly. It was easy to rob the castle because everyone was disarming. Most of them are powerless if only the protection magic of the Imperial Castle is broken. If I had been prepared, I wouldn't have been hit so easily... … Buschien is… .' Even if it didn't, it was a city with high attack power that was fully prepared, but now, there were three Sword Masters who were said to be precious. In such a case, it is not good for Maggi to reveal his body. Of course, I couldn't let Shak realize the seriousness of the situation. In that case, Maggi might be really subjugated. Then I'll be killed by Adelaide•••••• She sent her precious son to study the human world, but I made him hunt down in the mercenary city? Just imagining it is terrible. “It seems that there is no other option. great. We do whatever you want.” "Yes! Well thought! It’s nice to have talented people nearby.” “If you are not someone else and do not believe in you, that would be the same as denying my existence, so I will follow you. What can I do?” “First of all, start with something simple. Can you tell Muta well that we go to the farm just the two of us? Make sure no one is around. What if it was something like a date?” Is it an easy quest? I grabbed Shak's hand and said with a face that looked as trustworthy as possible. I didn't forget to send a glance that everything would be okay if you just trusted your sister. — Person who is abnormal. It didn't seem like it would work, though. — Simple and clear, but suspicious, and an unusual person who likes mercenaries but doesn't care about people. Isn't it strange. She's violent, but she doesn't rejoice over death, so her disposition is unknown. She seems to be happy with the red-haired death, but... … Other than that, everything is unknown, so it's not reliable. An unpredictable person. Kissing is erotic, but it's a gesture you don't know more about... . Damn it. You mean you can know all that with just a kiss? I immediately let go of Shak's hand and widened the distance.
i just realized that Ador is also a golden color spirit which God tells Geenie to be careful about bcause it causes misfortune and Ador just fits the criteria for always bringing bad luck to Geenie. oh boy it's not just magi that Geenie has to look out for. now Geenie became a lightning witch in the north and i wonder if it brings misfortune to our geenie (like what god said)lmao. looking forward for the next chapters
Spoiler: #453 “Ginny, we need more information about that dragon.” Shak, who does not know English, made a puzzled face as to why I suddenly fell and sat down, but did not ask like a gentleman. “Should I bring a weapon? Or would it be better to leave it alone as it will stimulate more dragons.” “Are there no fights?” “Even if it’s a monster-eating dragon?” “The general public wasn’t eaten by him yet.” "... Are you saying that non-common people were eaten?" “Oh, can you see the mansion?” The beautiful lake that I half-evaporated! I pretended to look out the window, but couldn't stop Shak's gaze from the back of my head. It's a beautiful moonlit night *** As I headed to the best guest room, which became my private room, a servant followed. Asking politely is like dealing with another owner. “Magician, what would you like to eat?” “I ate.” There was a lot of food piled up inside the tent of the VIP seat. From fruits to meat, just like mercenaries, I collected only large items, so I was full after picking up one or two. “That’s right. Then shall we prepare bath water in the room?" “No, just the bathtub like the first day I came here.” I'm in good shape today, so I thought I'd call Undine. At first, the servants of this mansion didn't understand my bizarre request to bring only a bathtub. After realizing that I was the one who could summon water and shape the lake into that shape, he obeyed. "Yes, I understand." The servants of the mansion resembled a Shak, so they were quick-witted and asked few questions, so they were very convenient. If I come to Koiren again, I should use this mansion. It's perfect for my villa. [Master, do you want to come again even after this hardship?] [Here's what I like. Unlike Elan, no matter who you lose, you say 'the one who got hit must have done something wrong', right?] It was perfect, from the room I went to messing up in the morning to being neatly organized like a hotel. After all, I prefer a well-organized, luxurious room rather than homelessness. “How are you, Liza x?” Returning to the room, the first thing I checked was a wyvern egg that had been placed in the corner. But somehow, it was cooler than when I stroked it in the morning. “Did it just die? How is it, Rai?” [I can hear the heartbeat, but it seems weaker than yesterday.] “Isn’t that right? If you are growing well, it is normal for your heartbeat to increase as well.” [Right?] "Hmm••• Do you know how long it takes for him to hatch?" [Yeah, of course! I don't know. No matter how erudite I am, do you even know that? The knowledge I know is limited to the interests of the previous owners or what I have seen and heard. It's not that there are no owners who are interested in monsters, but until the Wyvern comes out of the egg, right?] No matter how much I stroked the egg, it was as cold as a stone I had just picked up from outside. No! I even gave you a name! [I know that if you leave it as it is, it will die.] “Do you think I don’t know?” [How about warming it up? It might be because the mother who shared the body temperature has disappeared!] "great. It would be like hatching a chick egg.” [Isn't it? It's completely different from that, isn't it?] The ideal would be to summon Ador to warm up the surroundings, but since he's still in trouble, it's a method that can't be used right now. I'm going to move the wyvern egg to the bed••••••• Lift•••. [Can’t you eat it?] “Hey, it’s terribly heavy. Since it's a monster, shouldn't it be born even if I leave it alone? To die in this cold, you are weak!” [When the Master was also in his parents' belly...] “You are lucky!” At the same time as I called, a faint blue light cut through the darkness in the room and appeared in front of me. _ The moment when the blue wave embracing life fluttered wherever I could reach when I reached out my hand, it always made me feel good. [Yeah! Master!] “Would you mind moving this egg onto the bed?” Undine, who was summoned with great joy, wrapped the Wyvern's egg in a large water droplet, put it on the bed, covered it with a fur blanket, and even stroked it with water droplets at my will. The water spirits were also the best in that they understood and carried out my commands perfectly, even in words that were not spoken. “Our luck, you are strong. Is there nothing you can't do? It's amazing. It’s special.” [Anti-discrimination! Masters who favor only Undine, awaken!] [Hehe! I missed you! Master!] Slap. [Have you changed your mood? I smell an unknown spirit.] “It’s the spirit of the lake. I ate the egg." Undine's touch on my cheek was somehow like a stalk of seaweed. Slightly cold, moist and slippery. The difference is that, unlike seaweed, she is cute and does not leave moisture on your face even if it falls off. [In the meantime, I thought you signed a contract with a new spirit.] "No way. I can't afford that. I am only going to do it after I kill Robenin to increase my minor." [Minor...?] In a situation where even Ador and Payne I could not control properly, signing a contract with a new spirit would only increase the burden of the competitor, and there was no merit at all. I don't know if there is another advantage to being a space spirit! “By the way, you don’t know the situation because you weren’t there that day. I fought to death with Robenin in what might be the ancient lake." [I know that! I felt your anger when you met him!] [If anyone sees it, it's an ancient lake, right? It's like a walking ruins destroyer.] “At that time, I almost destroyed the lake•••••• The lake spirits wept and begged for life. Then I got the egg. I didn't intend to get it in the first place••• The child of Endairon••• • Cool, handsome, I said you were the best...!" [You still like it, right?] "... Well." It would be easier to deceive a demon than to deceive my spirits. Undine was particularly sensitive to my feelings. It's surprising that she didn't descend at will when I was fighting Robenin. [Endairon-sama was by your side, so I was very relieved. Endairon-sama is one of the most respected spirits. It's scary, but he is kind. When he was there, I knew that my existence was not as necessary as dust.] “Undine••••••• How come he said he will not come this time•••••••? Did you think so?” [Actually, I wanted to come, but I put up with it! You're with Endairon-sama, but if I come, I am only going to get in the way, right? I'm too weak to make my Master uneasy•••••• It's worse than nothing. I was quiet while thinking about that!] It's true, but our Undine thinks so sad! It was enough to make my heart swell as Undine felt sorry for her limitations and became smaller. [••••••••? Did the master heart have such a function?] "Shut up." 'Cause I'm curious too.' “Hmm, are you lucky? I'll praise you for being so mature this time. Well tolerated. If you came and got hurt, I'd be so sad I couldn't do anything. Because it's special, let's make the best spirit this year Undine! After all, our Undine is the best!” [Wow! Happy!] [Why•••••••? Why is Undine's child being praised for doing nothing? I want to become the Spirit of the Year too! Let me do it! Spirit of the Year!] You're talking like the spirit of the year on the subject of cracking the owner. I stroked Undine, listening to the presence from the hallway. “I can feel the servants bringing the bathtub. Now, shall we take a bath together? Are you lucky?” [Cool! Is it a prize?] If we had to choose which one to praise, Undine, who is always together, Undine, who is innocently delighted with this kind of thing, or Rai, who is shrewd, it would be Undine. Continue to remain pure, Undine! Sad thoughts because I'll do it all! [Cheer up.] “Rai, I didn’t even have a tongue, so I didn’t want to kick it with the rhythm.” [Chew!] There was another reason Undine was particularly praised. This is because even though he is young, she is not childishly jealous like anyone who has lived more than ten thousand years. *** Dawn of unknown time. Boo woo woo. "...?" The reason I woke up suddenly from my sleep was because of the sound of vibrations coming from somewhere, gradually increasing my presence in the stillness of darkness and waking me up from my sleep. Even in the midst of confusion, first of all, I was annoyed and wrinkled my forehead, then realized that the vibration started with none other than the ring sandwiched between my fingers, and then loosened the power between my forehead. Then there was only one reason for this vibration. What is Jekar doing at this hour? I was sober, I turned my limp upper body upright and injected mana into the ring. I failed once because I was sleeping, but when I concentrated again, more mana was drained as if it was connected. — •••me? Hey. Do you hear? "Hear." Laying on my side, I brushed away the messy hair that was covering my eyes, revealing Rai's shiny tail right next to the pillow. At this time, he was shaking with dissatisfaction as if criticizing the dark elves who were bothering him. You can tell Rai's feelings just by looking at their tails, so there was no need to complement each other. — Good luck. I thought you were dead because there was no connection, or you lost the ring. “Aren’t you so carefree that you lose your magic tools? You rude dark elf.” — You lost the deterrent key. “Yeah, you have a good memory.” — If not, why did you receive it so late? Are you wearing it properly on your finger? It is not good to wear it around the neck because it can be lost. This bastard seems to believe like a rock that I lose things so well•••••• Who told me? “If it’s a ring, you’re wearing it properly. I was just sleeping••••••• Do you know what time it is? The reason I dare to wake up from my sweet sleep and live is because you are beyond the ring! Long-lived servant who has no concept of time!” Thinking about it, I got excited and looked out the window. The servant slammed the curtain and went out and couldn't see outside, but I can understand that it was very late in the morning due to the subdued air and characteristic silence. — Oh, I'm sorry. The sense of time was different because it was in the sanctuary. Because we hardly ever sleep. "..." — I'll call you back in a little while. “This is why the Dark Elves are •••••••! Cause I'm already awake. What's going on?" Jekar's 'a little while later' could have been three or four years for me. As if Maggi's meal time was a few days for me. — Are you still in Buschien? "Yes?" — I said it would only be a day or two, but it seems to be getting longer. “I haven’t found Maggi yet.” [As I said, it is the Master who informed me that Master is people and things, and that we lose things easily. Into action.] — Losing a dragon is also an ability. Rai and Jekar were offended by needlessly serious talk. If these make sense, it might be a good fit. "I'm sure he's gone, it's not that I lost it. Who can suppress the dragon's freedom? Can you uh?" — Can not do it. It wouldn't even be associated with a dragon in the first place. “I didn’t get involved because you wanted to get involved too, did you? Tell me why you contacted me. As long as you have a good voice from dawn on?” Spoiler: #454 Perhaps it was because of the sleepiness that made the body tired even when irritability was rising, or it was because Jekar's low, laid-back voice suited the night. — The restoration of the main part of the barrier is finished today. "By the way?" — I haven't been able to fix everything••• • This is all I can help with. The rest is up to the wizards. "Hmm?" — The next mission is to go outside to investigate••••••• It was originally planned to go south. A dark elf's body was found in Baylan. If I hadn't been caught at Heidrique, I would have been digging there by now. Because there are many wizards in Baylan, there are frequent biological experiments, and it was also a place that actively purchases slaves of different races naturally. I'm a Dmitry person, so I grew up hearing a lot of bad things about Veylan, so I might have a negative view. — But the head of the department •••••• There is something more urgent, so he told me to go north. I continued to research only the south for a while, and it had been a long time since I visited the north... Why is your voice subtly low? I wondered if the ring was strange, so I waved it with my finger, and only responded later. "Yes? Then come this way?" — If you interpret it, it will be. “Are you coming to see me?” Do you miss me? Asked over and over again. If the mission was simply to change to the north, I wouldn't talk about it by communicating with you at dawn. As my voice grew brighter, Jekar became speechless. “You told you you were talking round and round, not like me, was it because you were embarrassed? Had you known that we would meet again so soon, you wouldn't have let me kiss you. Isn't it?" — You're still overly self-conscious. “Hey, I know everything.” — Noisy. I hate even beyond the ring. I have only something for you on the way north. Tell me how long you'll be in Buschien. “What? Who is sending? All I need right now is a dark elf who can cook well.” The meals from Shak's mansion were also excellent, as if they were prepared by a professional chef, but they could not keep up with Jekar's taste. Because it is a restaurant with a 100-year tradition. If only longevity servants set up a restaurant. — Sounds not even worth answering. “Huhu, I like it because you’re coming.” — You're a human being who doesn't mind saying things like that, so it shouldn't be. “What’s wrong?” — •••The therapist has made an additional seasickness pill for you. They told me to give it to you when I go out. “You turned around.” — And there are books that the head of the department brought with him. I promised to show it to you when I find it. My mother interpreted it perfectly as a common language for you. “What are you doing, come quickly, baby.” I miss you. My book. If the chief was supposed to show him, he could guess what it was. It was a pity that I left the sanctuary, but the thing that caught my eye the most was the Dark Elves' library, which was full of treasure-class books. — What's wrong with that mouth? “No. But if it's a motion sickness medicine, is it made from mermaid scales? Anti-warp depression?” — Yes. “I remember he said he could only make a limited quantity because he didn’t have scales.” I also remember that the therapist's beauty was unique, so I proposed to him in the first meeting without my knowledge. It was an unforgettable beauty. — It seems that the scales of a mermaid just fell out of the water, but it was a staple material. I brought it in in a hurry through an elf outside to give it to you. I knew that there were other elves in and out of Sanctuary besides Jekar. Dangerous tasks such as killing them are solely the responsibility of Jekar, but anyone can do it to the extent of simply obtaining items and carrying letters. “Okay. I don't think I'll be leaving here right away for the tournament. I would like to connect.” — The mercenary contest I was talking about the other day. Did the plan to get the bastard to compete in the contest succeed? “Then who am I?” It's embarrassing to give him fame, so we should keep it a secret. It was only a few days ago that I had been talking to Jekar about my plans all night. — It's strange••••••• I dreamed that you were nervously biting the tangled thread•••••• I mean, it's not me, it's Daria. Daria said she was dreaming of you. “Oh, lucid dream! Are you brave too? It doesn’t seem to be going as planned.” — I knew it would. “By the way, how close does Daria think of me if she sees me in her dreams? Julina did that before. The dark elves' foresight dreams can only see things related to themselves or to beings very close to them.” — •••We see friends. Immediately after meeting the Prophet, while being confined at home, I inquired in detail about the power of prophecy that Dark Elves possess, and Yulina said that ordinary Dark Elves can see very limited things. A prophet or chief sees everything related to the safety of the race, but an ordinary dark elf sees his or her near future through foresight dreams or has a foreboding of family misfortune. “But watching me suffer because things get messed up, is it a foresight dream? That's too silly. Come to think of it•••••• Yulina didn't say that something bad was going to happen to me before...?" — Yes it was. My mother is not as good as the headmaster, but she has a great sense of humor. Intuition and foresight are different. Intuition can go astray, and can teach you what to avoid•••••• Predictive dreams clearly show what is to come. It is unavoidable to see through a foresight dream. “What exactly did Daria see?” Seeing how close they felt about me, it seemed that the women in that house almost considered me as family. If you think you're a stranger, you won't see things about me this often. Did saving the two children from that house really work? — •••How long will you be there? “A week at most?” — Enough. Let's meet and talk about the details. "Great. When are you coming? How many days does it take to arrive? Can you feel my heart waiting for you? Aren’t you excited about the idea of getting sick with motion sickness pills?” — Puck. I heard Jekar laughing a little because I was too excited, but it wasn't a bad laugh for the drawing. _ Wait, is this just a laugh, not a laugh? If you're smiling with the face I saw when we parted... “You•••••• Hurry up and smile in front of me.” — Stop talking like a crazy obsessive human. “I won’t put you to sleep tonight.” — Did you forget why you lost communication before? “I was asleep•••.” — Stop sleeping, and don't fall asleep while talking again. It doesn't take long to get to Buschien. There's a warp point not far away, so I can go there and get to Silape in two and a half hours. Entering something like this feels close, but that's because Jekar is a wind elemental that specializes in movement, and is an old clan with dedicated warp points throughout the continent. In short, it is the best transfer shuttle. Maggi can warp infinitely, but it is difficult to handle, so it was also the worst shuttle. “Then we can call when you leave. Once you warp, you'll get there in a few hours." — I will depart in a day or two. I'll contact you, so I'll get it right. Don't lose your ring. “I won’t lose it!” — Tell me the name of the inn you are staying at. The wind spirit could search the entire city and track me down, but it was easier to find me if he knew the inn name. It doesn't even take mana. “The inn I communicated with at that time… … not staying now moved to another place.” — Right. Where are you? “… That… I didn't know you'd come and let me know. The mercenary king who inherited the blood of the demons we talked about back then... remember?" — I have an ominous feeling. “As expected, a dark elf!” — This has nothing to do with race! Getting mad at the topic of calling in the middle of the night and waking up a sleeper. I rested my chin on the hand that had the ring on, and with the other hand I touched Lai's stomach, which was lying on the floor. Rai as a snake was long and had a different taste than when it was a wolf. Rai was quieter than ever, as if he didn't want to stop when I was touching him. “Don’t be angry, listen. Because the half-demon ran wild in front of me•••." — Are you really crazy? “I was trying to stay away from him. I did.” [When?] Rai, who had been lying on her back like a human in the subject of a snake, raised her head up, then straightened her body down quietly again. Cause I don't want to be pooped in my hands. — Obviously I warned you, you should never get close! Your spirit must have told you•••! “Half-demon is better than I thought. Would you like to see me too?” [Excessive translation...?] — Under? “I’m staying at the Mercenary King’s mansion now. It's just outside the city, so it's hard to find••••••• Ask the mercenaries and they won't tell you. So, when you come, please contact me through the communication ring. I'm almost at the arena. Oh, you're not coming in the middle of the night, are you?" — It's not enough that you ran into a half-demon but didn't run away, so you're staying in that house at all? Are my ears weird, or your mental state? Boy. It's hard to say whether it's been around. I was convinced that I could trust Shak because I have tears of truth, but Jekar showed not only disbelief, but also a glimpse of disgust. When they say Dark Elves, it is often thought that they have something to do with demons because of their menacing image, but it wasn't at all. During the War of Heaven, Dark Elves stood on the same side as humans and fought together. Although their skin color was dark, in fact, their disposition was not much different from those of the generally known white-skinned elves. Love nature and value all life. However, unlike the light elves who live and interact with humans all over the continent, the dark elves are very closed, they are very few, and they are more strict with their doctrine. I heard from Julina that the dark elves and the light elves had different doctrines from the gods they believed in. so reluctant to face each other. — Demons have the ability to charm humans. Did you happen to be there? “As long as Rai is there, that won’t happen. You know?” I didn't fall for the fascination. I just fell for the charm of Shak on his own. He is good at anything himself. [...] Rai raised her head again and looked at me, but she ignored me. — It's kind of unsettling, I can't believe you are living with a half-demon. “I have a separate room.” — Party•••••• Soft, do not brag about the sound! If I go there, I'll start by getting you out of the house! Half-demon! It's impossible! “Did you pull it out?” — •••I will throw you in front of your hometown. “Pop, thank you for your concern, but it’s just meddling. I don't like that very much. You don't even have to come and know that Shak is half-mad. That's a secret in the first place. If he knows what I've told you, he'll be disappointed with me." It's because I'm comfortable with and trusting Jekar and Shak's sensitivity to his secrets are completely unrelated issues. — Are you concerned about Half-demon's mood right now? “It’s half-Shak, but you know he’s much sweeter than me. Human.” Before I knew it, I ran my fingertips over Rai's long body, which was perfectly colonized, and whispered over the ring. A human half-demon, it's a strange word to me.
Spoiler: #455 — Ginny, some poisons are like tasteless, odorless water. It may look like perfect water, but you don't know that poison like that is the most dangerous. “I was skeptical at first too. I knew he was a dangerous man to trust blindly. But the more I know..." — If you say he looks good, don't even bring it out. "No? Doesn't look good. Pretend to be like that to me, but let me tell you that it's another mask. If I ask you to cut off his head, he's the first guy to pull out his sword and go." The thing that scares me the most is that I think I might be able to pull it out with my bare hands. Even so, I am not going to inform Jekar who is playing because of the sound of half-demon•••••• I lost my mind for a moment, but then I focused on telling the good things about Shak. “The reason I came to trust Shak is simple. A man with many people he wants to protect just like you and Ash." I guess I can't stand them because they're cute. Because a man who is trying to protect something tickles me in a pleasant way just by looking at it. If it was Esh who opened my eyes to what my sexual orientation was, it was Jekar who convinced me of it, and after I knew what I liked clearly, it was Shak that appeared in front of my eyes. It was hard not to fall for the man of my taste who even seduced me with all his heart. "Come on, Jekar. I'll introduce you to Shak." — Hate. "Baby?" — I'm going to see you. I don't even want to be in custody like a half-demon. “Are you a good guy? I personally like it too. If you were in the canyon, would you understand my heart? Have you ever seen a half-demon cry to kill you?” — What did you do without killing yourself? "He is crying sadly because he doesn't want to kill his subordinates... It reminds me of Undine. How can I not help?" — Lie. The face must have been. You dark elf bastard.... Do you know me too well? "That's not all! Most of all, that's because Endairon was happy! He said he was glad I didn't call him only to kill life!" — Endairon? No way… .. Did you stop the runaway of half-demon with the Endairon? "That's right! If you pretend, you're just pretending, you bastard!" — With the power of the water spirit, it will be possible to calm the half-demon runaway without any side effects. Theoretically, it seems possible. It's something no one has ever done before. "Exactly what it is! This body has succeeded, this is it. It's worthy of respect." If you knew me as an unscrupulous person who only revealed my face, that would have been a huge mistake. — Rather than succeeding in that difficult thing... … What's even more surprising is that there is a reckless elemental who directly executes it... … … That's great. Maybe that was the danger my mother saw. “Well…? Not one or two dangers I have been through in the last few days. A lot has happened since I communicated with you before. Didn’t I tell you that I did a hole in Robenin’s side?” — That's... interesting. "Have you seen the spirit of the lake? The egg of the spirit?" — Tell me more. When I was growing up, it was Jekar who was always concentrating on my story, and seeing that I too had slept far away, the conversation seemed to be going to be long tonight. *** “The madman passed out with his eyes open! Was it the first time I knew that people could do that?" It must have been about two hours since I started communicating with Jekar. Light began to seep through the curtains on the well-closed window. Dawn had passed and morning had come. The faint chirping of birds and the presence of the housekeepers waking up and starting work struck my senses. It's a sign you wouldn't know if you were sleeping deeply, but once you start to feel it, it gets closer and closer. I don't think my senses were this sensitive in the past, but the more I dealt with the Endairon, the sharper something inside of me was being sharpened. — He is a strong man. Normally, when the limit is reached, both the body and the mind will lose their multifunctionality, but at least one of them is always awake. "Shak even said things like that. He lost his mind, but his body is awake, so if someone with hostility touches it, he will react." — If it was right after the battle, you would be more sensitive. If he hadn't consciously cut you off in that situation, he would have cut you down without delay because he wasn't conscious in that situation. "Anyway, he's a damn bastard.. Do I have to work so hard not to cut myself off? If it's done sooner... no, I should have killed him then.... 7 seconds... 7 seconds! 7 seconds!" If I had endured 3 more seconds instead of 7 seconds, I was in a situation where I would faint and vomit! Had Endairon been reverse summoned, I would have fallen into the lake and died! Undine might have come and rescued her, so it was my victory! [Spirit victory?] "Shut up, how about it, Jekar! This is enough for me to win? — I haven't seen it directly, so it's hard to say for sure. It's clear that he would have left out the unfavorable part of the decision, so if you take that into consideration, it would be close to a draw. If Endairon disobeyed and returned to the spirit realm, you wouldn't have had much time at all. “Who knows about me so well!” — But in terms of compatibility, the baby will be different. Not any other spirits, but the water spirits... . Since you pushed the Sword Master that much, even if you won, there would be no one to criticize. Well, it may not be an answer that will satisfy you. "Do you get rid of the prejudice that the water elemental is weak?" — That's objectively true. They are slow, and generally gentle, so they are not good spirits to attack. Just looking at you makes me wonder if it's completely wrong... . Hearing Jekar's voice, I jumped out of the blanket. The bed was big enough for four or five people to lie down on, so it didn't bother me even though the Wyvern's egg was set in one corner like a pushstone. "Jekar? Communication should be like this." — Are you sleeping? “No, I’m not sleepy anymore, but I have a stomach ache.” I'm going to vomit a little. Communication using the ring required a much smaller amount of mana than summoning Undine, but I was so excited to communicate that I was slowly using mana for two hours without realizing it, and I was starting to get sick of it. — What can you do with this kind of communication? No… … It deserves it. It's only been a few days since you subdued half-demon and fought a bastard until you fainted. “Yeah… Whoops…” If it was only a few dozen minutes, it would have been no problem at all, but communicating this long was a burden equivalent to summoning Undain. — If you've eaten the precious spirit egg... Get some rest, human! Don't spend mana on communication or anything like that! Do not contact me! He made contact, and it was nothing but an uproar. Jekar got angry and cut off communication unilaterally, and even though I used too much mana compared to my physical condition, I was just upset and admiring the amazing recovery speed. It was one of the most serious internal injuries I've ever experienced, and it was worthy to call it a miracle to be able to recover to this extent in three days. I want to collect them, but Spirit Eggs! [Don't you have any intention not to overdo it enough to get an internal injury?] "Who do you think is coming this way?" [Maybe they pass by?] “There are no guests other than my room.” I looked at the wall at the same time as Rai. And he moved his head according to the movement of walking down the hallway, and stopped right in front of the door. To Rai, who suddenly climbed onto his shoulder. Conversation was enough if they sent a glance, 'Is my prediction correct?' The mysterious Inkigam wondered if he would stand in front of the door for a while, then walked back the way he had come. And again, he came to the door again and wondered what kind of change of heart he had. [What?] [I know. It makes me worry.] There was no need to be too vigilant because I could tell that he was one of the servants by looking at the scene, but if I fidget in front of the door for more than 10 seconds, I can't stand it with a quick temper. When I was young, I wasn't so sensitive to the presence, so I think it was more comfortable... I ended up putting on a robe and heading to the door. At the same time as I pulled the heavy handle, I could see the opponent who was about to knock on the door was still stiff. With a low-ripe beard and aged eyes, he was the butler of this mansion. "... Wizard, you're awake." The butler reflexively looked down from his head. “Did you feel comfortable last night?” "I slept well. Would it have been better if someone hadn't been standing around the door since dawn?" "Sorry, I'm sorry. I thought you wouldn't be as sensitive as the Sword Master..." "The noise is over. Tell me what's going on" Even though I never asked him to wake me up, the butler who comes to the guest room early in the morning and wonders whether to knock on the door seems to have urgent business. “To say good-bye to you in the morning… and, just in case… if you have any questions about it.” "...Breakfast menu... something like that?" "That's it, if you just order it, we make it the way you want it. In case you're curious about other things..." “There is no such thing.” I don't know what you want. Being annoyed, I took a step back and pretended to close the door if I didn't come up with the main point. “Go, for example! I wonder what the owner is doing... … Something like that... you might be wondering... I came to you without any rudeness like this." “You can just say it like that.” [Because humans live in a difficult way.] "What is Shak doing, so you come here? Tell me." In order for a butler to tell others of his master's fault, it took a lot of courage and talk back. I couldn't be the kind of person who took it easy. "... He went to practice." "Are you sure you said no?" "Yes! The wizard clearly said that. You shouldn't abuse your body for the time being. You should refrain from practicing swordsmanship, and the practice of making swords is particularly prohibited.... You seem to be patient these days. But today he went to the training center in the early morning..." I can't help it on my own, so I'm asking you to dry me instead. "Besides, the master is not the type of person who makes morning training easy. Once he wants to give himself up to the flow, he doesn't stop for more than half a day... I'm worried that the ideal may come again after overdoing it." My heart for the owner is sullen. By the way, how did you know that Shak would listen to me? There were times when the eyes of a shark looking at me were burdensome even for me... Do you have to have this kind of eyebrows to become a butler? “Where is the training center?” "It's behind the mansion." “Anyway, this guy… he’s a very easy-going guy. Guide me.” I can't stand 3 days because I said don't work hard. Even if you're like me, you'll feel like you're going to die from a little bit of aching. Especially if it's a job that uses the body. [Shall we go?] [It's your own body, so you're going to move by judging that it's okay to some extent... .. I'll have to watch it to be reassured. If it explodes, it's a big deal. Also, I want to see Shak wielding a sword.] Come to think of it, I've never seen him wield a sword properly. Maybe the best man I've ever met. Spoiler: #456 In the backyard of a mansion, there is often a beautiful garden maintained by the hostess, but Shak's mansion pushed the garden aside and built a large training center in its place. _ Only traces of the original garden can be seen through the arched pavilion and old ornamental trees, and overall, it was in the form of a very practical and systematic training center. _ There is an arsenal on the outskirts, and the battlefields were built facing each other in various places. In the center of the innermost part, there is a large space with the stage going down about two steps. _ It was quite a full-scale scale considering that it was owned by an individual, and above all, it was a form that I saw many places. _ Especially in my eyes, as I am from Dmitry, the land of knights. _ [This man must be... … He must have lived as an aristocrat somewhere. That's pretty long too. Otherwise, there would be no way that the training center could have been built in this typical knightly style, right?] [I think he lived longer than Magi.] [In my opinion. I thought he would be similar to Jekar, but he might be much older.] [Master, you've read his mind with the ring before. Did you not see his age at that time?] Tears of truth made it possible to open up to what the other person is thinking about, or the truth that I want to look into. But sometimes the door was firmly shut, and sometimes I couldn't afford to open several doors at the same time. To see everything, not only strong mental strength, but also time was required. I haven't looked into it for a long time this time. [I didn't even think about recognizing it because I was just concentrating on what Shak's nature is.] [There will be another chance.] [It should be, but… .. Shak is so fast that I must have. I mean, I'm lost.] Having the tears of truth was as much a thing I didn't want to know about as much as the fact that I was dealing with a metal spirit. Because it was sure to bring trouble. [Actually, I'm not really curious about things like age. Well, there must be more than me.] [...isn't there something else to go over to dryness?] [It’s okay if you match me, how about any age?] [look! Because you hang out with long-lived species, your sense of age is paralyzed!] [I don't know about other senses, but it's a sense of age. It's really good. Besides, you, who are the closest to me, are over ten thousand years old. There is no meaning to me that you are already old.] [Master… ... If you say that, you think I'll like it... … .] [Nope?] [Is it good? You know me well. Even if Magi, Jekar, and Adelaide were all combined, I lived longer. Kel Kel K Kel!] Seeing you smile like that doesn't seem like you're paying for the night, but it is. After looking around the training center lightly, I walked straight to the place where Shak was. Swordsmanship training was in full swing in the hollow in the center of the training center, and from the moment the butler and I came out of the back door, he recognized our presence, but did not stop wielding the sword. The butler followed me as I walked across the training center with a light footstep, and cleverly explained things that I might have questions about. For example, if I blinked at the various weapons lined up on one side, I would add a cold word. “Usually, the training center is open to subordinates. They left it behind.” "Hmm? I don’t think I’ve ever seen a mercenary who is training.” "That's because the owner made it impossible for guests to come while they were there. Originally, the mansion was much more noisy." “It would be me if I were a guest. I don’t care who comes.” As we approached the center, the familiar sound of the wind began to brush our ears. Ceremony. Wiggle. Self. It was my favorite sound. You can listen to it wherever you go at Drake Academy. Sound that was. Of course, the sound of the tip of the sword of the knight trainees slicing the wind and the tip of the sword of Shak slashing through the air did not dare compare. Contrary to the sounds of the trainees, who felt like a child crying somewhere, the shocks are thin and hard as if they were bouncing a metal thread, yet have the unbreakable power. Even if you concentrate and listen, it is impeccably sophisticated, there is no noise, and the end of the sound is firm and short. Hearing the sound of the sword cutting through the gaps sharply, following the grain, pretending not to offend anything, rather than ripping through the wind with force... just that alone made my spine shiver. Of course, Shak's swordsmanship, seen with both eyes, was even more amazing, and it surpassed the level that I could evaluate. In front of overwhelming speed, no matter how focused you are, you can't even see the tip of the sword, so closing your eyes and listening to the sound is the best... [Sheesh, I thought I could see it a little.] [These days, the skill that I can feel has increased, but that is unreasonable.] At first glance, the moment when Shak slowed down his sword swing and made eye contact with me was the only moment I could get a glimpse of the sword's trajectory. His blade seemed to be about half a span longer than that of the other sword masters. So it looked a little thin, but it couldn't hide the destructive power hidden in it. This man has a nice sword. "Master..? A Wizard has come, but..." The butler didn't know what to do as he looked at me peacefully without stopping even after coming all the way here, and Shak, who did not stop practicing swordsmanship even though the guests came to the training center in person. Just as I can't stop in the middle of starting mana training, the swordsmen also did not try to get out of the flow once they got on the trajectory. The difference between not being able to do it or not being able to do it was clearly there, but I understood that I couldn't stop. It is said that once you lift the sword and start cutting, all your muscles will wake up and you will find harmony, and it is said that you feel a slight difference only when there is no angle that the sword did not cut. To others, it might look like he couldn't stay still while swinging his sword in all directions, but in fact, there was a balance of its own, and there was a beginning and an end. <"But the end keeps getting farther away. You struggle to get there. That's why it's hard to stop."> Maybe it's because they're talking about what they picked up while watching Esh practice. Ashe's voice seemed to be heard. And although I'm not a Sword Master, I thought I knew a little bit what it was like. Inevitably, all power will do that. It only ends once at the moment of gaining new enlightenment, and other than that, we pursue endlessly. Training is no different from chasing something that cannot be caught. That is why it is hard work and I can't stand it because I want to quit. How much power he realized was evident just by looking at the way he was practicing. If you don't even know what you're supposed to do, you've got a long way to go, and if you know what to hold on to and move your body without stopping, you're reaching somewhere. So, knowing the sword enough to focus like that was a great thing in itself. If the swordsmen saw the current of Shak, they would be amazed. [If you enter the gap, it will be over.] [The speed at which he cut off the limbs that the sword couldn't cover is faster than the speed at which I wrap the Master's body like a gab-out.] [So you have to wrap it around your neck! You can attach the limbs later!] [...I do not like it! I don't like it! It can't be cut! Why! Do I have to seriously contemplate this?] [You also just seriously considered it.] [It is because I seriously imagined what would happen if the Master jumped in front of that sword!] But I'm itching to try it. Above all, Shak was a man who promised to fight with me. We're serious ciders, I mean. [Don't you think it's faster than Robenin?] [Sheesh, I can't see both of them anyway, so how are we going to judge? You have to be Lugo to tell them apart.] It was Rai, who was busy rolling his eyes to try to figure out what I was saying while doing that, and he was his who moved his head to follow. He was trying to see something, but the reality was that he couldn't even chase after images. The only traces of hair that remained along the moving trajectory were all I could be good at with my eyes. [I can only see purple.] [I'm silver sometimes.] Looking back, my hair is as long as Robenin or Shak, but it didn't seem to interfere with his movements, so it was a strange thing. I don't really care because I'm not a body-intensive job, but Sword Masters would say it's the case... … . Shak seemed so overwhelmingly strong that it didn't feel the need to cut it, and Robenin... I know what you're thinking, you idiot. What is clear is that both men are monsters so strong that their hair is not a problem. Which one is stronger is my concern. If possible, I wish it was the monster I chose. 'He's too beautiful to be called a monster, and he's a man who even loves humans.' The reason why I enjoyed watching Shak's water lilies was not enough. The stronger he is, the higher the chance that Robenin will die. Whether that sword was directed at Robenin or taught me a few tricks with a sword that was comparable to that of Robenin, it was all welcome... . "Echu!" "...I'll bring you a blanket." [Hey, it's cold. Echu, echuju.] "Uh, will you?" The morning cold of Koiren was bitter. I roughly rubbed my nose and then wiped it on Rai. [Ah! Dirty!] [I didn't ask much!] [Still, I don't like it! Tell Undine to do something like this!] Shortly after the butler returned to the mansion, Shak lowered his sword and approached this way. There was quite a difference between where I was standing and where Shak was standing, so when I stood close to him, I looked down at him. Exactly, at eye level that reminds me of the time we kissed in the tent. “Ginny. The days are cold. You'd better go inside..." "It's disappointing." "I'm sorry. But as you can see, I'm almost recovered, so there's nothing to worry about..." "It's not like you're not mediocre to practice!" I didn't see it that way, I don't know how to be polite! Southern men know the basics! Because it was so cold in the north, even during swordsmanship training, his top was covered with clothes. Shak's body, which had moved steeply until just before, could feel the smoke just by standing close to him, and white smoke was rising over his shoulder, which made me even more sad. "I'm not being considerate enough. I'll take it off now." “Okay. Then I look like a pervert.” [... Renewed?] I wanted to see his sweaty body move with his muscles delicately exposed, not to act like a pervert. Even if you take off Shak anyway, you won't be able to see it when you start training. "Is your body okay?" "Thanks. It's time to settle down. Would you like to check it out?" "Yes…?" I thought it was clear. As a person with a clear intellect, I politely declined saying that I didn't have to take it off. With a quick and graceful hand, the shock pulled the string holding the collar of the shirt open to reveal the front tongue, then opened it wide, revealing half of her sweaty, pure white chest. When a hard-looking chest appeared in front of me, I forgot about the blinking tiger. These guys... are definitely white-skinned. And it's gross. Shak took my hand, standing still, and placed it on his chest, his heart beating hot. It's a pity that it's not a hand with tears of truth, but it's good enough to touch the bare skin... "How is it?" "Hmm... Uhhhh..." That's hot. Even in this cold, my body is aching as if it was on fire. This is because the vitality of the body that moved violently until the dry gold that even heated up to my face was so primordial and amazing. And like Rai said, he's too good of a shock to play with me. Jekar could make fun of me, but Shak was actually making fun of me. Even at times like this, I didn't want to lose, so my temper wasn't normal either. “Yeah, that’s it. It’s stable.” [Dump the runny nose and throw it away. Master!] [Stay still.] Rai didn't like my hand tucked between the front of Shak's shirt, so he went up to just above the back of his hand and licked his tongue. Even Shak was smiling leisurely as if he was having fun. “Do you feel it? I am more in control than ever.” "... Really." "It's like never before. It's all thanks to you." I put my self-esteem aside for a moment and focused on feeling Shak's heart pounding.
Spoiler: #457 When I put my hand on his heart like this the other day, he was on the verge of going crazy. At that time, his heart was beating so irregularly and painfully that you could tell even though I was not the owner of the body, as demon blood and human blood were mixed in a mess and pushed each other away. On the other hand, I can't feel the mana at all now, and the power of Endairon still remaining inside.... The healing energy left by the Water Spirit surrounds the heart, so you can tell that he is stable. I couldn't say anything more than that because I wasn't summoning the water spirit, but at least it was clear that there was no danger of running away right away. "The recovery is quite fast? Seeing the Endairon's power absorbed so well... You must be loved by the water, too." The mood improved and the prognosis was good enough to bring out a gentle smile. "Okay. Shak." "Ginny..." There is no sign that the demon blood will wriggle, and the body is full of vitality. It was only at this moment that it became certain. As long as the powerful mana of Endairon remains in his heart, he will be safe. For yourself and everyone else. If the evil within him was greater than the good, it would not have been such a good treatment. Because the water spirits love the good. If you see that I love you even though I am far from good, that is true love! “Did I tell you? It's all thanks to you. Even if I give thanks until my mouth is worn out, nothing will be left of you.” "Okay. It's worth fixing it, isn't it? Endairon's power won't protect you forever... but this will be fine for the time being. I don't need to be with you anymore." It was the diligence that I did not expect to have followed Shak closely for the past few days. Having returned to a human without killing someone who cried for death, I felt like I should bear the minimum responsibility. It's a big deal if you run around in an unstable state and run into a crowded place. I was really happy. Because nothing worse happened than to kill him on the spot and make him comfortable. Feeling uneasy, I tried to get my hand out of my shirt, but Shak grabbed my hand. “It’s not.” "...Yes?" "I am able to be fully as I am today because you have given me great grace. It is because you did not spare me your strength, and because you embraced the energy of the lake and stayed by my side." “What happened to that… " Man, you must have forgotten that I almost drowned your mansion in a landslide. "And because, knowing my blood, you willingly kissed me with that body." “…What does a kiss have to do with it?” After asking the question, there was a part that I suddenly guessed. The 'Spirit Egg' that changed my energy so much that the dragon Maggikos couldn't detect me. The primordial lake had the power to suppress and purify the magi, and the eggs of the spirits I ate were not the eggs of ordinary spirits, but the eggs that the 'Primal Lake Spirit' should have been born with. “Is it possible… just kissing you will make you purified?” "Yeah, and I'm new to this, but the deeper the contact, the more effective it is." I'm really happy to say that. You're a naughty man. “You won't believe it. The deeper I go with you, the more indescribable stability comes to me... .. For the first time in my life, I feel safe." “Hmm, did that play a part in your quick recovery yesterday? Did you do it in the tent?" “It must be.” After I ate the egg of the spirit, I knew that just by touching Shak would make him feel at ease. However, it was quite surprising that it was also related to the level of contact. And.… . "Isn't it interesting? It's the same power, but when I have a lake and when I have a human body, the direction it emits is different? It's rare that the unique power of a lake has been transferred to me... Even if you are a water spirit, it's possible... It is the sense of research that the direction of the expression of power has changed. It has to do with frequency and intensity.” Apparently, I have become a living magic purification agent. I feel like I'm getting closer to a saint, but I feel bad. “Ginny, I’m serious. Please take me south.” “.. What are you talking about… ?" [Is this crazy!] “Under your shade, there is the stability I desire. There is a comfortable life that I have longed for all my life. You give me so much peace... You are what I was looking for.” It was disconcerting, but it was an undeniable fact. It has an excellent magic purification function, and if he is by my side, the high spirits of the water, he will not have to worry about running out. It was also a car that just proved that the healing power of the water spirit can suppress the blood of demons without pain, unlike the divine power. "Uh... um, what about this place? You're the Mercenary King." "It's time to leave here, so there's no problem. The period you can stay in one place is limited to 20 years." “Hey, no matter how much I directly touch you, I purify the mana, but wouldn’t it be better to live near that lake? “To be honest, the energy of the lake has weakened since the breakup.” Damn it. Make people stab. It may be a problem that I broke the lake, but one reason would be that I absorbed the Spirit's Egg. “Again, for some reason… I feel more secure when I am close to you than when I am just near the lake.” "...We both have flesh and blood bodies, so we might be compatible..." [Hey? Master? Don't seriously study and say no, right? Yes? Take your eyes off that guy's face and say it!] He's so talented, I'm chasing talent wherever I go... I removed my hand and took a step back before Rai bit off the face of Shak, a national treasure. I was very embarrassed when I met a man who said that he always wanted to go together but was rejected and followed me first. “I never want to blame you. Even if I died in the canyon, I had no rest. However, rather than living a precarious life by the side of an unstable lake, I just want to live a perfectly stable life by your side.” "..." "Ginny, I beg you. Please... let me follow you and end your life together at the end of your life." "I'm embarrassed..." I stopped thinking out loud, but Shak didn't care at all. He's a smart guy, so he must have expected my reaction. Still, the reason he is in a hurry is probably because I'm a traveler who doesn't know when I'll be leaving this place. “Think of it as picking up a dog. I will be your faithful servant.” "I'm overflowing with a man who calls himself a servant... There's a dog called Bright..." "Anything is fine. Use it however you like. And if you're not satisfied, just throw it away." It's a face that says he has the confidence to satisfy me. A smile with the conviction that you will never be abandoned if you take him away. In my opinion, he seemed like a man who would get a job in no time at all once he got it. "I'm a good housekeeper. I'm good at cleaning and washing dishes, as well as managing the inside of the castle. I can do paperwork and make a budget as well as a professional. Yes, I can do things that Bright can't. You can tie me up and use me as a security dog.” [Go away! You dirty bastard! I am responsible for the master's crime prevention!] "Stay still, and you're hitting me moderately, Shak..." (I don't understand…) "I can handle all the chores that bother you. From murder to laundry to cleaning." “For now… let me think about it.” Laundry and cleaning are tempting, but I think Esh would hate it if he found out. It is clear that Jecar is coming soon, and Rai is already fiercely opposed to it with his whole body. Also, if I want to take him south, I have to transfer him to the Maggi Warp, but there is no way I can help. Even though it seems like Shak's force would be able to cross the mountain range on his own. Like a clever dog that runs for a month to find the owner's house. “The butler is coming, so it’s better to talk later.” "Eh, I know it's not something you'll decide right away." A butler with a thick-looking blanket was diligently coming here with his attendant. A white steaming cup is held in the servant's hand. "Shak, I'm not worrying about it because I don't like you. But taking responsibility for something for the rest of your life is annoying, isn't it? I'm not good at that. It would be nice if you were a spirit." “I wish I was a spirit too.” Will I ever be able to pick up another man who can speak so well and is even useful? The reason I could not readily refuse was because of such regret. "That's right. A friend will come in a few days. Could you lend him a room? He is saying he doesn't like you..." “As you like. Could it be that dragon?” "No, why didn't I talk about the dark elf that didn't mix your tongue yesterday. He stopped by on the way." The dragon will come soon. I smiled softly so as not to feel uneasy. For some reason, seeing him smiling louder than me, it was a face that already felt that something bad was blowing. *** The second day of the competition. Arriving at the stadium early, I headed straight to the players waiting room, taking advantage of the busyness between my subordinates and the tournament management team. It wasn't a man who wouldn't notice that I was leaving alone, but two subordinates soon followed, just like yesterday, but it wasn't like they were chasing me. Speaking of me! A rare idiot who has already eluded the knights at the age of ten! [You know it well.] [I mean, I'm busy today. I should use the ring even more with gold before I find Maggi!] It was dangerous for anyone to watch me when I was acting unnaturally using the power of the ring. I will be groping your opponent's body more than necessary. First of all, it was urgent to read Lugo's inner thoughts, and when the opportunity came up, I had to check the importance of Robenin and Kenta as well. I also thought of a way to touch Robenin. As I entered the outdoor players' waiting room, which had a ceiling like a stadium, I could feel the eyes looking at me all at once. Maybe it's because there are fewer people than yesterday, or maybe it's because I'm walking around alone without Shak's men. My presence among the mercenaries seemed to stand out more. Unlike yesterday, the gazes on their faces were cold and naked. [It's very quiet. It seems to have decreased to about one-fifth of yesterday?] [Because I missed out a lot. It seems that most of the small daffodils were filtered out yesterday.] The overall atmosphere was quite different. A more sensitive air current flows through me than yesterday. And I was displeased with the constant staring at me. It's common to get this kind of attention when you're traveling with men, but sometimes there's an exceptionally bad type. The time to react to each and every one of them passed, skillfully ignoring them, and looking around for Kenta. “Heng. She is small in the shape of a mouse." “Hey, she can hear you.” “That’s what I mean.” Let's ignore it, ignore it. Bothered. "What's so scary about that little girl?" "You're a wizard. A person that Shak recognized as well. And we're big, so she's a normal woman, right?" “It’s just disgusting to see such a dishonest woman running around like that. Sorcerers, etc., are useless unless we protect them.” “It’s because it’s quiet.” “Things like that are just over if you can’t memorize spells.” It was a loud voice as if to listen, so I knew who was talking, but I was used to digging my ears and turning around. It's the kind of accusation I've always heard, and I'm not even a wizard... "If you cover your mouth first and crush it with force, you'll know who's on top?" "Hey. Are you crazy? Is it because you don't know that she is Shak's guest?" "I heard rumors that Shak is not normal these days. If this tournament is the end of that reputation? But it's a women's game." I thought the distance from the mercenary who caught my eye was about 10 meters. As I stood leaning against the wall, he looked at me and giggled, wondering what to do if you looked at me. “What kind of guests are you two going to eat?” The way he looked straight at me and made fun of me was a bad guy who lived a long time. "Pop, I'm curious. Even that smart Mercenary King is hurting his pride when his woman is treated badly..." "Payne." Even Rai was yawning, and it was enough for a moment for the ice cubes born from the pure white breaths I had exhaled to increase in volume and turn into Grupayne. And as Grupayne followed my chin and turned towards the wall, the world quickly became quiet. "Scourge." [It annoys me... .] jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjw. (Freezing sound.) Spoiler: #458 Still, he put my hand on the sword to try to react, but it didn't change anything except that it turned into an ice statue in an awkward posture. It's because the human, who had been breathing with their mouths until just before, could not overcome the cold that started at the feet and froze to the top of his head, several times faster than the speed at which someone took a quick breath. I did not show mercy by freezing only the tip of his neck so he could breathe. In fact, it is more cumbersome to control it so carefully. [Why are you calling me for such a trifle? ] "It can't be helped. Ador is a patient." It doesn't taste as instant and flashy as the Ador, which I usually use, but the ice wasn't bad in that the scene was clean. Because it was a cold place, the efficiency of ice was extraordinary! Whoever it is, you're lucky to go up to the byes today! [This is the first time this month. Master.] “It hasn’t been for a while.” [Iknow, right. I think there were more people like that in Elan?] If you scold them moderately and keep them alive, your colleagues around you may attack you, so the trick was to send them to one room without leaving any room cleanly. If you're going to do it, you have to do it right. I hinted at his friend who was standing by the ice statue. It was a signal to hurry up and finish if they were going to fight, but it seems they weren't very friendly as they quickly avoided my gaze. I decided to go the way I was going. "Kenta? I'm looking for Uncle Kenta. Uncle!" [There he is. Master.] Rai spotted Kenta first and pointed at the tip of his tail. It was easy to find Kenta among the mercenaries with similar outfits because more mercenaries wanted to get away from me because of the incident. As if they had seen Medusa, they were scattered all over the place, and all that was left was a large middle-aged mercenary with their eyes wide open. Is it my misunderstanding that the familiar straw-colored hair looks like it's fluttering today? “Oh, man! was there.” “Oh… what… did you just… freeze a person alive?” "Oh, did you see it?" I'm ashamed. It wasn't a big deal. "The air around the area changes, haven't you seen it? It's chilly up here!" "Isn't this town a little cold?" “Is it because of that? It!" The mass of ice floating in the air changed its shape every moment and reflected the light from various angles, and its appearance was so enchantingly beautiful that it was like art magic that functions just by itself. Just like the magic of firecrackers, it is magic that only provides a spectacle. “It’s Grupayne. Aren't shiny things pretty?" "...I just saw that, and it can't look pretty... Can't you see the creepy thing here?" It was Kenta who drew his neck long and pointed near the chin that was hidden under his clothes, but my ears twitched as I looked at it. I'm not interested in your uncle's throat. "Is that guy dead?" “Is that so?” "... What is the probability of surviving if melted?" "Um, well. It's quick-frozen, so if I thaw it well within 5 minutes, then the pope comes and pours out the divine power, will it survive?" Grupayne's ice can be divided into two main types, one is that it melts over time, just like the knights who stood in front of me at Heidrique's Palace were frozen the other day. The other was a method in which the frozen state was maintained semi-permanently, as if that unknown mercenary or Robenin was frozen. In the latter case, unless you use special magic or have a body strong enough to resist the cold, you could not escape from the ice. It goes without saying that it doesn't melt just because it's heated normally, and if you try to melt it by force using an odd magic, your body will melt as well. There is no hope unless the spirit of ice with the same power melts it in the same way it was frozen. But right now, I wondered if there was anyone else in Middle-earth who could handle the Spirit of Ice. "Pope… If he has to come, you're saying he's dead!" "Yes." [That is neither alive nor dead!] Even if there was another elemental of ice somewhere, it would be of no use unless it was a spirit element stronger than me. So it's supposed to be dead! “Is that guy you know? Is there a grudge like that Kyle?” “Not at all? I just saw it for the first time.” "...I can't do it. I'll bury the corpse, then melt it and come back." "What? Nope? Are you going to borrow a hammer and destroy it?" "Kid.... It's nice to be adjusting well to a harsh world... It's not good to kill someone you haven't met for less than 10 seconds! [The harsh world is worse than the master's personality.] [Do not write poetry.] It was Lai who did not miss a chance to rebuke the owner, and I did not want to leave even a fingernail room for revival. I reached out to Kenta. "Nagging is over, give me the hammer." "There's no such thing as a hammer to destroy people!" “Sheesh, can I kill a person I’ve met for 10 minutes then? Or ten hours? What does that mean?" "You! Kid! It wasn't like this before! Where did that little ferocious little kid who hid because he was afraid of ogres!" “I would have died that day…?” [Kenta is crying.] I, too, once knew what fear was and was a naive and fragile little boy with a limited body. Once upon a time. I was just quicker than others to realize that trying to save myself would kill me, and feeling fear would only make me weak and it wouldn't help me live my life. Because this was a world where people-eating monsters were infested with every step out of the city, and people caught people and sold them like fish or meat. "Tell me something! What the heck did he say to you that you just froze it!" "Well… … He dared to look down on me and try to kill me." "Therefore?" "I killed him the same way." "It's not the same at all...?" Kenta was desperate as if he had ruined even his children's farming. "Don't worry. If it weren't for me, who would have killed him?" “You have to pay attention! Hey, this guy! A walking killing weapon like you shouldn't have a personality problem! The continent is getting lighter day by day!" "Even if that kind of garbage disappears, Tiana. No, the continent will become more pleasant, right?" [Does Kenta know? It's just that this kills less because of Ash... ] Kenta, who staggers and grabs his forehead unsuitably for his size, is not a bad guy as Lugo said, but his vessel seemed too small to become a mercenary king. Eh. It was a fuss that a grown mercenary killed one person. "If you're going to be nagging, I'll go." "Is it nagging to say not to kill people easily!" "Uh, what about Lugo?" "...Brother, he went to check the match schedule today. He said he'll see if it's today or tomorrow that he'll be hanging out with that young guy like Kyle or something. He seems to care." In this competition, there seemed to be few people that Lugo could check. At best, Muta and Robenin would be all that factor. “Where do you see the match schedule?” “Are you looking for me to find him?” "Yes." "As I said before... Don't get too close to my brother. I've never seen a nobleman get along with him and benefit from it. He pretends to be simple, but he's a quick-witted person. Take the one you don't like. A scary person who can play and throw away!” “He's the King of Mercenaries, so would that be okay? It’s natural.” You know you have to be careful, so you want to look inside. I fiddled with the tears of truth a few times under my cloak. "If you're going, you'd better go with me. And this..." “This?” "I was also looking for you to entrust this to you." The necklace with a crude locket attached to the end of a faded wire looked very small in Kenta's hand, but when he put it on the palm of my hand, I knew it was a fairly large item. “Take it well.” Considering it was heavy, it was a well-made and sturdy object, and when it was new, it would have turned gold, but now the plating has come off, revealing a dark color. When I opened the coin-sized locket part, I saw hair of a color I'd seen a lot somewhere sealed to one side. It's the color of plain straw, Kenta's hair. And on the other side was a small amount of finely braided silver hair. “Is this…… is Anellia’s sister?” "Yes. That I kept. Divided in half. Give it to Aini.” "Uncle, how come you said your hair is frizzy today, did you make this?" Keeping someone's hair has multiple meanings. It could be to remember the dead, and it was also a typical way to draw a lover. In the case of Kenta, he can't meet Aini right away, so he sends a part of his body instead of himself, implying that Ani has a great meaning to him and that he hopes to meet her someday. Or it is an earnest wish not to forget me. "How about it! I took a bath and applied perfume!" "Yeah. It smells good." "Is that ok? I was thinking of buying a new rocket... but there was nothing here. So I used the rocket that Anellia's hair was carrying... Is it too crude? Is it too big for a child? Does it cry?" "It will be fine. Although Anie had many folds, she had good stamina. Because my sister taught her double swordsmanship.” It's not like she's shy enough to be embarrassed because it's so heavy. I didn't say much, but Kenta showed signs of anxiety, shaking his hands. "What if she says she doesn't need me? Huh? What if she says she doesn't like my hair?" "Isn't that? She was very curious about who you were. She didn't like me very much, but she wanted to hear about you." "Really? Did you? So what did you say?" "I do not remember." "... That's too much!" I don't think I was cursing. I think I told her that he was an uncle who felt similar to Chad, but Kenta didn't know about Chad, so I had to tell him. I closed the rocket well and stowed it in my pocket for only important things. There is nothing to lose if you leave it there, so it was treated like a special treat. "I don't know when it will be, but I'll tell you the next time I meet Aini." "Don't trust only you! You kill some people, but you are not the kind of guy who eats things!" "By the way… It's all good. Isn't it dangerous to leave these things behind? You are on the verge of death." If you look at plays or novels, there are certain roles that die after leaving these things behind. And the mercenaries usually blindly believed in these superstitions and avoided them when they avoided them excessively, but they were those who did not leave room for themselves. “Aren’t you going to leave it up to you?” "Yes?" "What's the probability that we'll come back alive here. If we hit it well, it'll be half. But since you're on Shak's side, it's okay if we die. Thinking about it, I think it's better. Kid, you're obviously older than me." "...Why more ominously?" “Give this to her instead. It might be the only thing I can give her, so please don't hesitate." Saying that, Kenta's hand that grabbed my hand was warm and rough. And his heart was so transparent that there was nothing to look into. Even if I didn't try to read it, I felt it. —What color is Aini's hair? What color are your eyes? Who would you resemble? What would you like? Do you know my name? No, it might be better not to know the name of the mercenary who will never die. I just want you to be a healthy kid. I just want you to grow strong and happy. Knowing how to use double swords is so amazing! This man... All I have in his head is talking about Ani. You mean you have so many questions? It was to the point where it was acceptable not to ask me and hold on. If I'm bothered, it's probably because I close my mouth. [Master, Master. Lugo is coming!] "Hey, Kenta! And the Therapist Master." Kenta, who was desperately holding my hand, fell a step as if it had ever been.
Spoiler: #459 Lugo approached through the crowd and spoke to me with a smirk on his face as if he knew everything. "You look good today, don't you?" "That one too." With a brief reply, I glanced up and down Lugo's body. If there was an injury anywhere, I tried to touch the bare skin using that as an excuse, but it looked fine. Then yes. It seems that there were no talents in the preliminaries who could injure Lugo's body. "Saying hello, when I arrived, I saw an ice statue over there. Is that a master's skill?" Looking at the Grupayne floating next to me, the answers he asked are fixed. "That's right. Isn't that great work?" “It turned out to be pretty creepy. Did everyone wonder how he died like that?” “What did I do… .. I thought he would know who was the top if I covered my mouth first and crushed it with force.” "..." “He wondered if the Mercenary King, who was curious, would also be hurting his pride if his woman was subjected to harsh conditions. Unknown idiot, sleepy here! [I'm going to spray it quickly. Master!] While Lugo shook his head as if he had heard an unclean sound, Kenta wanted to disappear quietly somewhere, and then appeared with a large hammer. This uncle moves quickly because he's not the top-class mercenary. "Kid, kid. Would this be enough? Or would a bigger one be better?" "Oh, don't break it." “I asked if he had said that in the beginning. He was a cheap guy even if he died in the first place. I think the continent could be a little lighter!” "Is not it? Too much trash on the continent? But the hammer is too big." When I asked for a cute one-handed hammer, he brought the ugly two-handed weapon that the mercenaries carry. Aside from the sharp point, the hammer's head was as big as a human's head, so I couldn't even pretend to wield it. “There is nothing smaller than this right now…?” [I can turn into a hammer! Master!] [Do not transform in front of Lugo.] I calmed Rai, who was excited to jump out of the cloak, and then motioned for Kenta to back. "It's a good deal. Can you go and break him?" "What? The honor of being a mercenary! No matter how close you are, you don't get free quests!" "I know, I know. Then I'll give you this." He pulled out a small seam from Lugo's clothes, standing next to him, and held it out. There was a long-standing superstition that mercenaries would be dishonest if they proceeded without receiving a commission. And in this case, how useless you are and how much work you get became the value of your target. "Uh huh, the cost is generous! I'll be back soon, so wait!" Kenta didn't even pretend to receive the stitches and went away busy. It seems to know that the ice will melt if left alone. That's semi-permanent ice! “I mean, you two get along really well.” "Is there anyone who doesn't get along with that guy?" After that, while blowing the seams, I made eye contact with Lugo. And suddenly I realized that it was the first time I was alone with this old raccoon. In the meantime, Kenta was always attached, even on purpose. "I did see a few. They were all bad-tempered guys." “A person who hates a normal person should question his or her personality.” “That’s it.” As I was about to be smiling at the old raccoon, I felt as if I had become a dark beast as well as myself. "Uncle Kenta is a good person. You can trust him." "Right. If I had to pick a person I could trust and entrust with the sword, it would be the only one." It's a different feeling than when you face Shak. It's like looking into an unknown vortex. It's like peering through a veil and measuring the size of who has the bigger weakness. I was the first to reveal my true colors while talking about Kenta in an easygoing way as if talking about the weather. “How about your subordinates? If there were any wounded, I was going to treat them.” "Hey, you're surprisingly kind." "It's surprising. Excuse me." “I’m sorry, but there are no weak subordinates who have been injured since the first day.” "I'm careful to pay back what I owe you. I haven't forgotten what I put to sleep, so tell me if you need it." Usually, I don't give him this kind of favor, but I might have a chance to follow him, so he left the possibility open. Because there has never been a better time to touch bare skin than the moment of treatment. After pretending to be friendly, I spread the ground rice and naturally brought up the next topic. “Come to think of it, you came to see the match schedule. how was it?" “Today, there are no opponents that stand out, but Mutaru, who is the second person, is far from my group, and I thought that if I did well with the red-haired Kyle, I would fight today…” "You thought?" This old man... You stopped talking on purpose and watched my reaction. "Unfortunately, I don't think I'll be able to see his skills until tomorrow. If he goes up smoothly, this body will be my first opponent tomorrow." "...I'll have to go take a look." "Who are you going to support?" “Of course! His hair is not red." "It doesn't look like you like me, do you?" “Oh ho ho ho, there is no one who doesn’t like him compared to him.” [The Master always smiled like that when turned around... .] I tried to hide my evil smile from coming out, and put into action the next plan. If there were no injuries and the only skin exposed from the cold was his face and hands, which were difficult to touch, this was the only way to trace Lugo's bare skin. "Yes, yes. I've been curious about this for a while, don't many mercenaries wear bracelets like this? Is this also a superstition? Is it a spell of victory or a wish for longevity?" I pretended to be more cheerful than ever, and my eyes twinkled with curiosity. "Is this? It's just a commemoration, a commemoration. It's not like a spell." Every mercenary was wearing at least one thing made by weaving teeth, but there was a bizarre corner to think of it as an accessory. If you look closely, you can tell it's from a monster, but to those who don't know, it looks like a human tooth, and it's just like that! Because it sounds pretty creepy. “Uncle Kenta wears it as a necklace, so it has a different meaning depending on where you wear it.” "It's because he hates things on his wrists." "Again, Uncle Kenta is all fangs, right? But Uncle Lugo also has molars and some that aren't teeth...? It's a memorial anyway, so the type doesn't matter?" Unlike Kenta, who wears only large fangs as a necklace, Lugo wears it on her left hand by roughly weaving large and small teeth of unknown identity. It was a bloody look that didn't even care about fashion. "This is the first molar I caught alone. This is the fang of the man who was the head of the orc corps. This is the horn of the largest Minotaur I've ever caught." “Hey hoo… " “I wanted to cut it into pieces and put it up for auction, but the horn broke during the battle. Unfortunately, I cut the end into pieces and attached it here.” [...Master? Don't take it seriously and remember the purpose, right?] Oops. Minotaur horns are a bit strange, so stop. "This half-broken here is the oldest tooth... the front tooth of the one who ate my brother's leg." “Well, you all mean it, right? I thought it was a bit like human teeth." “You just want to know? These are the teeth of the Master who taught me swordsmanship." "......?" “You say you need to take it out because you are sick. Are you relieved that the Master passed away from old age?” I almost forgot that I was trying to touch the bare skin and took a step back. “Should we celebrate like that?” "I don't think it's that different from keeping your hair." “I heard it and it’s like that… Do I have to be a mercenary? It's amazing that it doesn't turn off even though I'm wearing it like this." While muttering a little, he stretched out his hand as if it was pure curiosity, with no other self-interest. Lugo let me pull his wristband with my fingertips to see. "You know the ogre's tendons are tough." "Indeed." The bracelet was strong enough. It's a material that doesn't seem to break even if I pull it with all my might, so no matter how many times I pull it, there's no problem. Naturally, the tip of his finger touched the back of Lugo's arm several times. [How is it? Master? Read? Can you read Lugo's heart?] [Not at all.] Damn old man, on the outside he's laughing hahaha, but on the inside he's wary of me. I feel an iron wall I have never experienced before. "The ones sold in the store are expensive and not this strong. There is a craftsman in Veilan who makes strings when he pull out the tendons. If you want, I can tell you where to shop." "Hmm... Hmmm." I could hardly let go of my regrets, and I fiddled with the bracelet's string. It may be because the contact area is too small. If we reach out for a little longer, won't you be able to hear even a single word? [If you can't hear him, I give up. Master, is there anything wrong?] [At this point, it's a battle of pride. It's not a dragon, it's the same human being, but you can't get a peek inside... I don't understand!] [It has been so easy. Most of them were trying to get the Master to have the gallbladder removed.] [It is strange above all. It's unnatural for me to be vigilant like this. Is not it?] If you think I'm just a cheater kid, it would be suspicious to hit the wall like this. Being extremely vigilant meant that he was hiding something. Either he noticed my identity... . "A well-refined ogre tendon can also be used as a military bowstring. This is a particularly high-quality item, so it is difficult to break even with a freshly forged sword. The healer had an eye for things." Seeing that he was proudly displaying his bracelets, he didn't seem to have noticed the existence of tears of truth. Haha, because your ancestors won't appear in your dreams and tell you that the blonde spirit will look into your heart with a legendary treasure that has been missing for over 8,000 years. "Kid? Brother? What are you two doing together?" "Oh, Kenta." "If anyone sees it, you'll think it's work. Don't be obscene when you're old." “Do you mean Mun? This is the one I'm fiddling with!" —… Is it the therapist... … Kenta... Ohh? As the younger Kenta with the hammer on his shoulder approached, he began to hear something. It was vague, but it was definitely Lugo's heart. —Who is this… new blue... ... He's wary of beings like me, but is it because he trusts Kenta enough to entrust the sword? While I and Kenta were thinking about their relationship, I was able to read Lugo's inner mind, even if it was unstable. It was only for a brief moment, but I felt Lugo's walls crumble. I gestured to Kenta without taking my hand off the bracelet. "Uncle, look at this. Well, the mercenary king wears human teeth on his wrist!" "I know. It must be my brother's master's teeth? "But it is!" To see the reaction, I deliberately said something sarcastic and looked up, and while Lugo's expression was expressionless, I could hear some bitterness inside. —......I guess not, there are some tricky corners. That's why the nobles... . Today's Tears of Truth method has been added. There is a way to attack an opponent with a strong wall of heart. It's a foul, but... All you have to do is take advantage of other beings that he is comfortable with. "Why are you holding that bracelet?" "Oh, I like it. Not the teeth, but the tooth! It's very strong. Next time I catch an ogre, I'm afraid I'll have to pull out the tendon." I was proud of myself for using the tears of truth that I had picked up without a user manual so well. Kya, my nose doesn't break even if I fall backwards. Even if no one taught me, I quickly found out the best tips... . —For something called a saint... It's special... She's a furry person... “Ho ho ho ho!” [Master...? Why are you smiling like that again...? Terribly.] "Kid?" Damn Koiren! I thought it was a good place, but it turned out to be nothing! Spoiler: #460 I hoped that my anxiety was correct and only laughter came out. I hoped it wasn't and what I wanted to confirm was revealed to be the truth, and it only became clear why the tears of truth were an unbearable treasure. Why do humans crave the truth that is poisonous even if we know it? It's because I can't stand the anxiety of not knowing. "Master Therapist?" — It's obvious just by looking at it... ...Ginny Crowell is... Unpredictable... … one human. It was a sad habit of a human being to open up the truth, even if he didn't know it, but I couldn't get out of that category either. Rather than feeling anxious about not knowing what was being pointed at me in the dark, I wanted to check the blade with my own two eyes. Even if that makes me even more endangered. *** "Ha... Shit, Shit, Shit!" Returning to the VIP seat, I couldn't overcome my temper and struggled in the tent. Rai and Gruppayne watched peacefully as the baby kicked the cushion, then repeatedly punched her as hard as she could, giving her all kinds of anger. [I don't know. Why is the Owner doing that?] [Because she just realized something unpleasant.] [Unpleasant?] [Actually, she realized that she didn't want to kill Lugo. Just enough space to keep the mercenary alive... … … .] "Noisy!" Are you looking at a burning house? I turned around and yelled, but Payne wasn't the kind of guy who would care if I got angry. [If it’s Lugo, is that the mercenary you just saw?] [Are you noticing? It's better than jjiri.] [If it's a mercenary, I killed one before, is there something wrong? The same thing can be killed.] [No. That child is that child.] "...These are....who's leisurely socializing! The owner is suffering! Are you guys chatting!" [Huh? Not friendly! I'm going to teach this little bastard a trick! Because I have the best understanding of the Master!] After a while, Rai noticed what I had read with tears of truth, and sooner than I did, also figured out what I didn't want. Yeah, maybe I wanted to keep Lugo alive. While emphasizing Shak that he had to deal with Lugo several times, he actually had a different mind. It is the greed that if I don't know who I am, I can't keep my life alive. The strong denial was the court, and I was the match. [Even if I try to feel the meaning, I don't know. Why does the Owner want to kill that human, but at the same time, he is looking for a way to save him?] [You don't know such a simple thing! That's because we've become so close! The Master is the kind of person who pets even the rabbit for dinner when it is on his lap!] [I don't know more.] [I knew that I was going to die, so I did not respond well, but I fell in love with it because I fell for it! This is it! Teeing, thank you for teaching Ice! If you dare to be cuter than this body just by understanding a little bit of what the Master is saying, leave the crown! Got it! This is the difference between you and me!] [The owner is strange, but you are also strange.] It was mine rather than Payne to listen to Rai. Damn, was that so? Was Lugo my rabbit? Somehow, he wanted to die quickly, but I wanted to release him! I knew in my head that I had to kill before I fell in love, but I just realized that the circumstances didn't allow it. Originally, Lugo was destined to challenge Shak and die here humble. But, wouldn't Shak have mercy on him if I wanted to? Will both Kenta and Lugo be able to survive Buschien? Now that Shak calls himself my dog, maybe it's all going the way I want it to be? I had such pride. It's all about when Lugo doesn't know who I am. "You damn old man... why are you so quick to notice..." Knowing that it was a vain and thin wind, I was very annoyed. Lugo was like that from the first impression. An old man who will die here. Being caught between Robenin and Shak, he's as unlucky as I am, and his fate was no different from that of a dinner held in a cage. Unlike me, who is the only one who leaves here, it was difficult to leave even a tombstone properly, as Lugo had to resist fiercely in the future. You should be pitiful and look down upon it. thought arrogantly. [Tsut. That's why you wanted to get too close with that group. It's bad for you because you treat them like they're going to die soon! The Master is said to have a lot of leftovers!] "No! I don't have any banquets!" Even in the midst of this anger, one thing was clear. The fact that Lugo found out who I was was no problem to me. Yes, he's destined to die here. Yes, no matter how much I thought about it, it was beneficial to his death. Even if I think about it a hundred times, that side… . But finding a hole to save made me angry. Damn, it's okay to be lazy. Lugo, who urges his own orders, shouldn't be in my knowledge. Why is that death so annoying? I couldn't turn off my nerves as I wanted, so it just made me uncomfortable. [Human emotions are difficult. I don't know anything else, but I like the complicated and dirty things of the Owner.] [Are you a pervert?] [This world is so delicious. It is a stimulating kind that is rarely eaten in the spirit world.] [In case someone is not ice, it's as bad as a dark spirit... ...] [You're mean! We simply like to see our Owner's heart freeze. Of course, that process is also good.] [Cold-blooded things.] [It's a compliment, so why not let the Owner know? Human weakness lies in the fiery heart. It's such a weak piece of shit that it's easy to get lost. A cold heart is the only answer that can set you free from all pain... ] "Hey." That bastard, griffane, you're enjoying my pain when you say you're whining about going back to work. I've shown myself that a cold heart isn't far away by countersummoning Payne. [Kekeke! Pretending to be handsome and looking good!] “Anyway, the non-attribute spirits…the more dirty I feel, the more excited I am.” I took a deep breath as he leaned on the pillar holding the tent in place. Looking back, Ador was the same. When someone died because of me for the first time, I couldn't adapt to the shock and felt depressed. It was the first time Payne showed her true feelings to me, but in the end, there was a part that was crooked like a non-attribute spirit. [Originally, these guys. Could it be that only the spirits of the 4 elements are left behind? First of all, they're easy to handle, not nasty, and they're pure guys who rejoice in their Master's joy! They're safe guys who don't like chaos! Mostly.] "...to say that there are people who are not like that even among the 4 elements. That's right." [Because there are so many, there are bound to be some individual differences. Still, if you have no heart for the owner, you won't even respond to the summons, so there's no need to sign a contract.] “Grupayne… he was the one who forced me to sign until he came out that he didn’t want to sign a contract.” [So, that's the nature of it. Pick someone more cooperative... .] In the end, I'm the problem. It's been a long time since I've been doing self-reflection, so I was upset, but thanks to Grupayne, who doesn't understand the atmosphere, I was relieved of my anger. If I had a cold heart that was not really shaken, I would have been okay with the deaths of Kenta and Lugo. How do i get that. If I really get that kind of heart, I won't be as crazy as a Wizard of Light. Belatedly, Payne's whispers came closer. [The former Master is in a good mood, right?] "Don't eavesdrop..." [It's funny to have a dirty temper, get angry and make plans on the fly, but then fail fiercely and get frustrated … … Good.] "You! You were just trying to say it was fun, but you changed your words!" [Even if you include Undine, Undain, and Endairon, I still like Master more! So, do whatever you want to Master! Fighting with Robenin... … is also excluded.] "You're not good at talking." Rai, like a ghost, noticed the moment when I felt better. When I was very angry, he kept distance and walked around, and when my anger was relieved, he crawled up and took it over my shoulder. [Listen! Master! The reason the Master feels dirty right now is that he doesn't like himself for wanting to save someone! I hate not being sober.] "Go down." [If you look at this objectively, there is a problem with personality, but there is room for improvement. There is still humanity in the Master... .] "Go down! Who wants to diagnose!" [Seeing you get angry, you are my usual Master. Master doesn't even get angry when she's really depressed. I liked this one.] It's okay for me to be angry with him. This guy is a real pervert. [The master's worst habit is to bully himself when she gets angry. I'd rather you bully me! And if you really don't want your identity to be revealed, you should have used a pseudonym!] "ね..." [It was the attitude that it doesn't matter if anyone sees it!] "Did I know you'd be so affectionate! And I hate being called by other names!" It took me 10 years to accept being called a Ginny! You want to buy it and use a different name! It wasn't that I didn't use a pseudonym. I even wore a wizard's identity card named Koku, but I didn't get used to it. My real name was common, but since the place is also a place, I thought it would be okay this time. Again, it seems that my complacency shines through. [Look! You admitted it! In the first place, if the Master didn't have a heart, she couldn't even become a Spirit Master!] "Aww! No! I don't want an old man to die like that, so I have to be so upset!" [... This person… … .] “It would be easier for me to go and kill Lugo.” It was so bad that I wanted to deal with it with my own hands. [Eh... … Not even serious! Oh anyway, since you have no choice but to accept it! Lugo's death has nothing to do with the Master! You know! They're the same people who came here to die! They came here knowing that it is difficult for them to return to life too!] "...Who doesn't know that? These are the ones who came prepared to die? That's why if they return safely, they'll be honored..." [They are the ones who gambled.] "...How can you even Kenta?" [It's because you're giving up... Because once you become obsessed, the end is long, this person... … He's glamorous too! Just like when the Master dies, I die too! My subordinate and my boss are in the same boat!] The thing I didn't like the most was that Kenta was Lugo's closest confidant. Damn mercenaries, that's where you come across and shoot. It's crazy that I want to die. You have a dragon back like me, or you have the power to seduce a half-demon. All you have is body, yet you are brave and foolish. "...By the way, Rai. You won't die even if I die? You're just going back to the spirit world! Even though you're a guy who will live longer than a dragon!" [I'm dying! My heart is dying!] "Hey, I'm bored and I'm going to die." [There are times when we can't die together, so it's even sadder.] "Who said he didn't want to give his life for me? Maybe the good reason for a human Master is to die quickly?" Rai wiggled her pupils at the snake-shaped metal motif and flicked her tongue anxiously. [Uh... . Even the master! You jumped in front of Dragon Breath in Elan! You were afraid that I would die alone! I've seen them all!] "... You didn't cry? Do you have any proof?" [My loyalty is proof!] "What! A guy who won't die even if he gets crushed by the breath!" [Because I was agitated and cried even though I knew that! You can tell how much Master loves me! Ahem!] "Don't be ridiculous... you'll cry when I'm gone, but I won't cry without you...?" [Is there a long space right now?] A woman cries three times! When your parents died! When Undine Disappears! When you hit your little toe in the corner!
Hi, I just found out that I've openend the wrong chapter in kkp so I'll post mtl chapter 473 after someone post till chapter 472 , or I'll post now but if it's okay, I will skip some chapters?.
Spoiler: #461 [You liar! Why can't you be honest!] "It's noisy, come up with a way to save Kenta!" “Ginny… ...?” While holding the snake's neck and shaking it, the entrance to the tent opened with Inki and Chuck and a cold wind came in. I turned around and saw Shak standing at the entrance, staring at me. "I'm sorry you're busy, but..." "Tahi." “Isn’t it possible for all spirits to be bored like Ginny-sama?” "He's a special case. What's wrong with the ears, the pitiful face of a dog?" When I asked him to come in with a wink, Shak took a step inside. I was still shaking Rai's neck with my hands. “Even if you don’t, I’m careful to deliver this kind of news when you feel uncomfortable.” “Wait… I really like Nachok.” "Yes?" "I don't have any higher blood pressure today, but I need to know if that's what I'm talking about. One, a dragon appears." "Oh my God." "Two, Kenta died during a match. Third, rumored to be from Elan. Rumors of a saintly woman have already spread so far...?" “No, not all.” Shak's firm nod of his head made me feel a little better. There really can't be anything worse than this. Relieved, I tossed Rai onto the cushion. [Yeah!] "Then nothing will stop my cold heart. Tell me. What's going on." “The real Kyle has appeared.” My heart is probably beating hot for the rest of my life. And with an anxious beat. "...Then…" “I guess he didn’t kill people even though he stole the mercenary placard to forge his identity until he passed out.” There were times when my body couldn't fully function if it wasn't so ridiculous. I creaked like something broken. "Why?" "... Well, maybe it's because he knows the preciousness of life." "Not really?" "You're too arrogant." "I don't know anyone else, but he's not! I know him best!" Is there any other word that doesn't match Robenin as much as the word mercy? [Common sense?] [I admit that.] In the meantime, Rai, who had risen over my shoulder again, read my thoughts and flicked his tongue for a long time. He was a natural person to intervene, and when he was a snake, he was attached to my body, so he reacted more agilely to my stream of consciousness. "He broke his arms and legs so he couldn't participate in the competition." "You said he kept it alive until he put in such hard work? It's strange. Would it be easier to get rid of it if that was the case?" You can kill with one shot, but you have to hit two or three times to break a limb? Shak responded to my disbelief with a gentle face. “I think so too, but is there any reason other than that in itself not to kill?” Even if no one else knows, Robenin is Phil. I thought that killing the people of the city would be the way to get rid of the repercussions. So when I found a guy wearing the pseudonym Kyle Gorry, I prayed for the best of luck for the owner of that name. But you saved it? Could it be that I misunderstood Robenin's inclinations? Strange, there must be a single sheet difference between Fan and Anti... Of course, I'm on the Anti side. For a moment, I thought about a time when I couldn't kill even though I knew it was convenient to kill me. I guess. He too was caught in the shadows of Esh. It's pretty solid too! Esh's infusion training seems to be successful sometimes. [I think the mother bird of the imperial family did something else.] [Iknow, right. He saved a life.] Suddenly, Robenin and Esh's parents put the two of them together, not just to strengthen their friendship politically, but to make Robenin a human being. It was quite possible. [If you see that the Master is also training, that person has a talent in that area, right?] [Hey. You say training, so I'm like a beast, right?] [Is the beast easier than the Master?] Just this... Rai climbed over my head, avoiding my gaze, and I looked up at Shak as he got closer, fiddling with my chin. Shak's gaze was on my head. “So? Keep talking.” [Kyaak! What do you see, half-demon!] "Ah. Kyle seems to have decided to give up the tournament and return to his hometown as his injury was serious. But, he's heard rumors. There is one blast that stands out in this competition. Survived the Witch's hand." "Red-haired Kyle Gorry, who survived the witch's hand." An unpleasant voice came out of my crooked lips. It was a name that I unintentionally gave fame to. "Yeah, realizing that he wasn't simply being robbed, Kyle reported him to the convention committee, and when the commission interrogated him this morning, he said he just admitted to the crime. He said he wasn't really remorseful." "... Because he committed cheating, of course he would be disqualified." "It's a violation of a few rules, so it's hard to go back. Not only was he disqualified, but he was also on the blacklist, so it's time to get kicked out of the city. It wouldn't have happened if he had asked me to participate in the competition from the beginning. Will." "Well, would you have given him that convenience?" “As long as Gynny-sama wants him to play, I would have helped.” "At first, you didn't like me." "You must not have known. I liked you at first sight." This man will come in anyway if he is careless. Shak leaned slightly, adding that Rai tried to kiss him from above. [Kyaak!] "Anyway, things have become difficult. It's far from the picture you're looking for. He met Lugo and wanted both of them to lose their momentum... Anyway, what was he thinking? That was way too ignorant." “I said so.” "I mean, it was a really cool plan, simple and bold. I can feel the bravery that only rushes." [Ignorance! I just ate ignorantly! Master!] “First, I tried to catch him and imprison him, but he seems to have disappeared like a ghost. This is something I just heard about. I'm thinking of issuing a wanted order, but what do you think, Ginny-sama?" [This bastard speaks openly!] Even having Robenin participate in the competition was a good plan. Because I wanted to trap him. It was only a loss that I did not foresee such a situation at all until he took the mercenary team and whispered to him to fight in moderation. Could it be that the mercenary contest was viewed too easily? Surprisingly, it was systematic and quickly caught on, so I couldn't repeat the same mistake. “No, I better stop doing things that stand out. Even if I don’t, Muta noticed me while looking for Maggikos.” "If that's the case, you don't have to worry. We won't delve deeply if you give us the assurance that it's not a demon that appeared on the simple Jain farm. "You can leave Robenin alone. It's because he's the one who can't stand it and shows himself in front of us." He was the type who was as faithful to his desires as I was. He was already aware and interested in Lugo's existence, and here is the main target, the Shak. He wanted to fight Endairon again, so there was no way to escape from this area. Where else would you encounter such a coveted adversary? In the first place, he realized that there was no one to deal with him in the Elan Alliance, and he came to the north. The whereabouts of the Sword Masters who could not attack from the south were unknown, or they were the only ones like Dickel III, the ruler of the Dmitry Kingdom. So, this place overflowing with unknown strong people must be a heaven where he wants to bury their bones. "Are you okay?" "What?" “I thought you would be even more angry because you missed him.” "I'm used to fucking this much now. If my job goes well, that's a bad sign." "Fuck...?" The reason I look calm now is because I have reached the point of gain. I was never so angry that I turned 360 degrees and looked fine. never. [Turned, turned.] [Do you want to die?] [Well, you're in a calm state after one complete turn, so I won't provoke it for nothing.] [Ho ho ho ho.] It didn't happen for a day or two that he didn't act the way I wanted, and there was no need to get angry again. And now there was more urgent work than to find him. That is, the task is to find a dragon cub that cannot be tracked even by a veiled mirror. Like a loach that keeps disappearing from my view like a loach, I can see what he is doing with the mirror hidden in the veil, and once he finds a magpie, he can dig up the ground and bury it so that it cannot disappear again. "Shak? I told you. The purpose of my coming here." "Obviously… you were controlling a dragon to kill him." It was all I said once, but it was Shak that he completely understood. "You and Lugo were like insurance anyway. It was also an auxiliary device to keep him here.... I was expecting you to see the dragon disappearing at will, but... Maggikos finally revealed his tail, didn't he? ” It was time to return to the original purpose rather than get angry. "Yeah, as you said, I made you know the time it appeared on the farm the other day. It appeared at sunset and stayed there until dawn when the mercenaries arrived. Dragons are really easygoing." "It's relaxed and has no natural enemies, so it doesn't even have a sword. It doesn't matter if it's heard or not, it'll appear again." "Will he show up at the same time?" "Maggi's meal time is fixed, so maybe." I knew Magi very well, as I was half-forced to live together. Even when Magi followed me to Sanctuary, far from despair, I found a corner to use. Since the warp problem had just been resolved, I even considered it an opportunity. I will go to Dricke Academy using magic and go to Heidric to find the Spirit Stone of Space and the Spirit Stone of Fantasy. I was just contemplating accomplishing things that had not been achieved due to space limitations. They were inferior to killing Robenin, so this was better, but... [Hohohoho, Maggikos, this cute little dragon... … … … If you can't explain why you left me here and disappeared alone, you'll have to pay the price. You left me in this cold for nearly a week!] [Maggi asked you to take him, so you took him.] [Which side are you on!] When I suddenly lifted his head back and sharpened his teeth, Shak shuddered, slightly perplexed. Rai moved his seat over my shoulder, wrapped around my neck with a long body, and changed to a stable position. [I'm on the Master's side anytime, anywhere! Master has a little conscience... There are not so many that it is difficult to even use the word .. as a courtesy. And what can the Master pay for Maggi? After all, we are the weak!] [Ugh... .. my friend's score is minus 120 or... ?] [Five? It seems to work. I think it was already minus 3,000 points.] For reference, Esh had the highest friend score, and Bright was the one who boasted the lowest score before the appearance of Maggi. Jekar has been on the upswing recently with extra points. I'll give you plenty of points by looking at how many warp worm pills you bring this time. “Then I will send you a message to go in the afternoon. A mysterious monster may reappear, and I'm also asking you to get rid of all the people on the farm because it's getting in the way of your search." "Perfect." Shak is a Mercenary King, but he also has the temperament of a great subordinate. He does a good job and is reliable no matter what he does. [The owner is just not sure... .] [Hey! They say it doesn't stimulate!] [Phew… … … I can't stand it... .. I guess I'll have to find Magi today. If I can't find it, I'm afraid to go back to the south.] Crossing the Dragonia Mountains on my own was annoying, but not impossible. But in the meantime, Esh's trial will be over. How much time is wasted because of this damn space constraint. [I have to find it somehow. And after returning safely to the south, I'll have to make a 'promise' and send it back to Rare.] [agree! Because the original promise was to meet 20 years later. But would that motherfucker listen attentively?] [What if I don't hear it? If you break the promise, you are the one who breaks your heart.] Spoiler: #462 A dragon cannot break a promise. This is because the moment it comes out of your mouth, it becomes magic and binds your heart. That was the only weakness the dragons had, and the reason Maggi broke the promise this time was because I didn't 'require' to fulfill the promise. [As a friend, I tried not to use this method, but... . I can't help it. It's out of control.] [Be honest. You looked it up because I thought it could be used for warp, but it's out of control, so it's a return.] [No it's not? What do you see me as... Oh, I'll have to find the spirit of space before returning it. It is inconvenient if there is no substitute.] [Wow… .] I am a genius spiritist of this age with great pragmatism! If you don't need a dragon, throw it away! I'll have to find it first though! *** The farm, which arrived just in time for sunset, was quite large. Raising monsters was a little unfamiliar to me, a native of the South, but other than that, it was a familiar atmosphere overall. Widely fenced on flat fields to graze or farm livestock. Snow is piled up everywhere here, so it seemed that farming was all about growing trees used for medicinal purposes. "What is that?" A gray beast that eats snow and chews tree roots inside the fence... … No, he pointed to the monster. "Memeturo. It's common in the north." "I haven't seen it in the South." "They live in a cold region, so it's hard to find them there. It's commonly known as a herbivorous monster, but to be precise, it's an omnivorous monster. Stones, soil, garbage, and even corpses. There's nothing you can't eat." “Then you can eat meat, right?” "Yeah, but it's slow moving, so you can't hunt and live monsters. Rather, it's more of a game. It's less aggressive, so if you keep it well, you can keep it at home.... It's grown a lot in places like restaurants. They like paper, so if you put a book or something nearby, they will eat it all." Memeturo had a goat-like face and a sheep-like body. Its tail is long like that of a lion, while its four short legs look like a duck. But again, the teeth were sticking out like a wild boar. As I stood near the fence and stared, Memeturo, the youngest of the dogs, approached me, plump. It moves like a rabbit. "Creep?" As I got closer, it looked bigger than I expected. Although it was obviously a small individual among the gatherings, it was similar in size to a horse. Me and young Memeturo looked at each other curiously for a moment, then tilted their heads at the same time. "Why are you growing this? Is it delicious?" "No. It is said that the taste is the most enjoyed among monsters. They are raised because of their fur. You cannot raise sheep here." "Ah…." It was too cold a region to raise sheep. But because of the cold, you will need fur, so monsters with good stamina and strong vitality seemed like a good choice if you could control them. "Since there is nothing they can't eat, they act as nature's scavengers in the wild. Their fur is so thick and thick that they aren't good prey to eat, so the number is rather large compared to the weak ones." [Master, Master! Humans these days don't know, but is it the liver of that monster? The gallbladder has a powerful sleeping pill effect, so the monsters don't eat them even when they're comfortable. Young ones like Maggi will learn by eating them without knowing it.] [What? How powerful is it enough to put a dragon to sleep?] [If he has eaten dozens of them, he will also defeat the dragon. If he ate one or two, it would not have had any effect.] Somehow, he got caught while sleeping! I clicked my tongue briefly and looked back. Just then, the setting sun came into view of the peaceful farmland. The beauty of a bizarre moment, when darkness came in the distance and light still remained on the other side, comforted and calmed me at times. Why? Standing in an open place made me feel better for no reason. Even when the strong wind brushed my back, it felt like I was lying on Silape's back. It was so cold that I had a runny nose. "あ… Shak?" _ "Shall I take it off?" "Can you tell me without omitting the subject? Put your coat on." He was wearing a thick cloak, but the wind in the early evening blew away the cloak and burrowed inside, leaving a damp chill. The open place is beautiful, but it is colder than necessary. Shak willingly took off his overcoat and stood behind me. And he lifted me from behind so I could put my hand in. Since it's a men's suit, the sleeves were so long that only the tips of my fingers came out, but it was good that it prevented my hands from getting cold. “Come on, let’s go to the warehouse. It’s evening and it’s starting to get colder.” "Yes. Which one?" “The warehouse where the dragon was found is over there.” The place Shak was pointing to was the innermost part of the farm, where, although a little, there was still a forest. I nodded, feeling the warmth of Shak on his clothes. "Okay. Let's go." There was no need to worry that Shak would be cold. Although this man is a Sword Master with a unique body, he is even a half demon who inherited the blood of demons living in the harsh demon realm. This coat is also worn to look like other people, never because it is cold. *** In the small warehouse, bundles of Memeturo's fur, various agricultural materials, and firewood were piled up. The bones didn't roll around because Maggi had cleaned it after she went, but it couldn't stop the smell of old dust. First of all, I was going to sit anywhere, but he got a wooden box that could replace a chair from somewhere, put it right behind my lap, and in the blink of an eye, he gathered firewood and started to make a fire. Sitting in a wooden box, feeling the growing heat of the bonfire, looking out the open warehouse door, there was a hill that seemed to appear just right. There was a large tree on the top of the hill, and it was perfect that there were four plump Memeturos tied to it. No, this is at a precise level. When? I didn't even make it this far? [...Skillful ... … ?] [Heh, it's paying for the night. I have lived for years, can I not do this much?] [I'll have to take him to the south too... .] Slap. Something like a stick with a blunt end slapped me in the cheek. It wasn't until three seconds later that I was hit that I knew it was Rai's tail. "What is this... what is it! The spirit strikes the Master!" [It was a mistake!] "Are you going to be deceived?" [Just don't fall for this trick! It's so easy!] It didn't hurt, but it was unpleasant. Even though I was rubbing the spot where he was hit, strangling Rai's neck and shaking it, Shak didn't panic at all and did what he had to do. He didn't even care that I talked to Rai out loud. “Ginny? Eat this. Your body will feel warm.” What was presented in front of them was hot tea mixed with milk. The brown liquid, which was still steaming, smelled sweet as if it had been mixed with honey. A conical cup made of animal horns was often worn around the waist by travelers, but a pure white horn cup like the Shak's was rare. This man is pretty even by the cup... "Shock... We're bored. Shall we get married?" [No!] "Good." "I'm joking, when did you get these things? It's not like you're using magic." Shak, which smiled leisurely and took out a water bottle from his arms, seemed to be frankly perfect. A man like this wouldn't be common. I never sold my soul to Hanjin, a warm tea that appeared like magic. “To stay up all night, hot tea is essential.” “Even a quick-witted man” "Thank you. Compliments are welcome. It may have a different meaning than you think, but I'm happy." “No, the meaning is the same? [Too bad! You are doing that on purpose!] At that moment, what made him so angry, Rai tried to bite Shak at will. Quadrant! But that didn't work, and I don't know how he did it, but he was buried in the firewood with the momentum that came out. Faster than my eyes can follow. No way… You didn't kick Rai, did you? After watching the well-stacked firewood crumble and rye crawling out of them, I turned to Shak. As I looked at him with wide blinking eyes, Shak added before I could ask. "It just gave me strength to go far away with the same momentum he was attacking. Of course, by hand." [Damn it! Master! Take revenge on him!] "How would you use your feet on something that clings to your body. I swear, I was gentle." "I want to rest, so don't fight. Okay? You and the rogue there too." I wouldn't spit it out, but I wasn't so carefree that I didn't know what Rai was aiming for. It was a sublime tactic to make Shak hate him after he was deliberately hit by Shak. It's too transparent, but I can't stand it. [Sheesh!] “Of course. You know best that I am a pacifist.” "You know you're doing it right." "I wonder if that opponent is your spirit. I've been studying a little about spirits for the past few days. It seems that the spirit and the Master Spirit care for each other as if they were one body." “The theory is like that.” However, there are individual differences in everything, and for example, that metal spirit had a cheeky talent to do things the owner didn't even tell him to do. After Shak, it was Rai who received Jealta's gaze. Dare to attack at will? It's like pressing the hack button without permission, for instance. [Heng! If it's a sin to save the Master from the Demon Beast, then throw a stone at me!] “Come on, kick out.” I didn't like it when other people kicked it, but I didn't say I didn't kick it. [Ugh... . I didn't do anything wrong! A master who keeps picking up half-demon is a bad thing!] "Rai? I warn you, if you attack Shak without permission... " [I'm going to attack! And I'm going to crush that smooth face!] “Then you can’t. What if there's a scratch on this pretty face? I have no choice but to live with it.” What if my pet snake bites and scars this beautiful white body? I'll have to take him south and give him a seat and take responsibility for the rest of my life. If it's not another spirit and that's what Rai wants, then you should listen to it. Nothing. [Yes… ?] “That's a good way. Maybe you're not a genius." Shak immediately listened and changed his posture so loosely that my eyes could see a gap. If it were now, I could easily drive a dagger into his heart. When he made room for an attack, Rai crawled away with his long body trembling. And he came back to me, largely avoiding Shak as if there was something he shouldn't have touched. The reason why he came up on my left shoulder instead of my usual right shoulder was probably because I was sitting on my right side. [Angry... !] Rai still seems to be simmering in aggression, but he has calmed down, and he looks forward to seeing when Shak will attack him. I looked up at the hill, sipping the tea that Shak had given me.