Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter 15. The Lion of Serenek (3)

Irina Sernerk hastily moves her feet.

It's been half a year since my nephew went to human soil alone. My face frowned in fear of realizing it.

‘It was a mistake. I didn't think it would take this long. ’

I did something for my nephew. I expected it to take at most two months, but it took longer than I thought. What he did for him, as a result, was left for a long time.

‘I promised the truth · · · · · · · · · ·. ’

I told you I'd pick you up in no time.

Thinking about the promise before we broke up, I felt sorry a few times.

‘But it's okay now. ’

It's late, but we can bring him in now.

First, let's say you're sorry. Then let's get back to the forest as soon as possible. I won't leave you alone again.

The golden eyes glisten between the masks.

But her plan has been twisted from the first step.

"· · · · · · · Why won't you leave?"

The original objective is to leave today. But the answer came back that I don't want to leave right now. I didn't even think about it. When I looked at the reality with my eyes narrowed, my answer returned.

"I wonder if Irina will be tired."

"I'm fine. This isn't even a warm-up exercise."

"Well, it's too late now."

"What does it matter? Night is better than day."

Irina replies like Pinzan. Then something came to mind.

‘Wait a minute, now that you mention it. ’

Earl Archdude said he was giving a human escort, and his face lit up for a moment. At the time, it was handed over without much, but by now, I was doubtful.

"In fact."

"Huh?"

"Just in case, you're not expecting the man you were with earlier, are you?"

The eyes of the realm trembled, frightened at the end of the speech. Like a man stabbed in the heart. When the answer was no, Irina's face became firmer.

"You can't be serious."

But she couldn't finish the sentence. Suddenly, I heard the voices of the Wind Spirits and Silves.

[Ugh, sorry. Eileena.]

I tried to stop him, but he failed.]

[I never thought I'd break it in one shot.]

I put a wall of wind in the hallway in case you didn't notice. But it seems to be broken.

[Be careful. He's not just any man.]

[Sorry, call me back later.]

After a long warning, the seals return to the spirit system.

Irina narrowed her eyes.

"Not just any human being"? ’

Who are you talking about? Did Earl Archdude himself come here?

Irona's eyes widen. If that's the case, we'll have to force him out. When I tried to grab the window against the wall in case of one.

Knock, knock.

Someone knocks on the door. A moment later, a man appeared. A young man with military blue hair tied back. I was glad to see him.

"Ferda!"

He was the one who was with the realm.

Irina's face twists violently. Whether he knew this or not, he pointed to Ferda.

"This is my home teacher, no, my teacher. No, this is also a little awkward."

"Feel free to sing it. He's not a stranger, is he?"

Ferda smiles bloody and replies.

You nod as if you know the truth in a clear arrangement.

"Irina. This is my homeroom teacher, Ferda."

If you put it this way, Irina will introduce herself next. In fact, that's what I thought. But the reality was different.

"First things first."

"Huh?"

"We have to hurry to get out of here today."

Irina's gaze was fixed on reality. It's unnatural for anyone to see. It seemed as if he didn't intend to be aware of Ferda's existence.

"Uh, so that's..."

Irina's attitude made her words blur like panic.

Then, suddenly, Ferda opened her mouth.

"The red leopard, Serne."

Twitch

Irona's shoulder trembles once. Nevertheless, his gaze is still on reality. However, seeing the slight tremor in his ears, it seemed a bit shaky. Well, let's throw in some more information.

"Was it six years ago? I've seen it on the battlefield of the Western Kingdom Tulane Sea. I can still see the pirates who wiped them out like foliage."

"· · · · · ·."

"I never thought I'd see you again. In places like this."

Everything I just pulled out of my mouth is in a novel. As a warrior, Irina Serknek spent about eight years as a mercenary trying to build her skills.

I think that's all we have to do to get the information out. Irina's ears turned red like a ripe apple.

"Ferda Inoside. Call me at your leisure."

You can't ignore it now, can you? Ferda grins.

But there was something unexpected about it. Irina's stubbornness was much stronger than what was in the novel.

"If you're packing and you're having a hard time, tell me. I'll help you."

Along with a somewhat awkward tone, Irina speaks.

"Oh, don't worry about water and food. We're all set. We just need to get out of here."

I can't believe you're still so stubborn. Ferda lets out a sigh she can't hear.

Then, suddenly, he opened his mouth.

"Irina."

"So just get ready and get out. Huh?"

A calm, sunken voice.

In fact, he raised his head. There was no boy who was embarrassed by Irona's palace. He said with a somewhat chilled look.

"I know Irina hates humans. But she's my teacher."

"Teacher · · · · · · · · · · ·?"

"Didn't Irina say that before? After gender, after race, a teacher is the next greatest being after parents. That's just the way it is with me."

You call humans masters?

Beyond the awe, the emotion of awe settles in Irona's eyes. However, the reality did not appear to be a joke. After a while, the practice empowered the words one by one.

"I don't want you to ignore it. Unless you're trying to ignore me."

"· · · · · ·."

The face of reality was serious. I didn't see him in the woods. I felt weird for no reason because I changed my mind. At the same time, I had an intuition.

I had a hunch that if I ignored him here, he would be hated by reality.

Cough

Irina bites her lip hard. Then he turns his head slowly, trembling. He immediately stared at Ferda before spreading his lips.

"· · · · · · · · Irina Sernek."

If I forcefully hold back my anger and answer, would it be this voice?

She said as if to chew it out.

"But don't call me by my own name without my permission."

I know, except for the fact that only the warrior she recognizes can call her name.

‘Looks like there's a long way to go. ’

I knew you didn't like Humans very much, but I never thought you'd be so hostile. I think we should think about talking normally before asking why we came here as lions.

Ferda sighs deeply.

Then I heard the voice of practice again.

"What do you think of Ferda?"

"What?"

"Leaving. Irina says we should leave right now."

I turned my head to look at Irina. I can feel the frightening look in my eyes beyond the mask. If I get an answer I don't like, I'll throw the spear in my hand right now.

Ferda shrugs.

"I don't care. I packed my bags."

There is no reason to stay for whitewriting, as long as the Lion of Senek is here. Most of all, he wanted to be back in the woods by one o'clock. We'd better get going soon.

He nods and smiles, whether he has the answer he wants.

"Okay, then I'll take care of it."

"Oh, I'll help you."

"It's okay. I'll be with you in a minute. We need to talk for a second."

In fact, he refuses Irona's favor and leaves the room. Probably just to get the bag. The awkward atmosphere fills the room with sleepless nights.

When I only heard the ticking of the needle.

"I can't keep calling you that. I've been thinking about what to call you."

Ferda opens her mouth. Irina's gaze was still out the window, but it didn't matter. I didn't want to talk to you anyway.

"It's called Serne. That's what it was when I first saw you."

The answer never came back. It could be neglect, it could be a will of positivity. But I'm not unclean, so you can call me that from now on.

Turbulence

Then the interstellar window shook. Is it the wind? Suddenly, I thought about it, and a window opened next to the bed. Immediately, something faint came into the room.

‘That. ’

I can't see very well, but I feel angry.

Probably one of the three spirits that wandered by the thread. Ferda is no longer interested. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the room.

Kuku!

The wind in a hot fire. Shortly after, two spirits appeared in front of Irona.

A flaming serpent and an eagle with white wings.

[Irina, stand back.]

[It's dangerous, so you'd better pick up your weapon.]

The snake and the eagle said in turn.

Irina asked in a surprised voice.

"What's going on? I didn't even call you."

[Something unclean has come in.]

[Quite strong. It's hard to guarantee a win.]

In their reply, Irona's eyes widen.

The two spirits are the upper spirits of fire and wind. Strong enough to take on a Sword Express mid-level knight if Mana is enough. And you just put one faint smoke in front of you and you say a faint sound?

Whee!

At that moment, there was more smoke coming in from outside.

At the same time, the two spirits tremble.

[· · · · · · Run fast, Gina.]

"What?"

[There is no victory. Get out of here!]

[I'll take back what I just said. I didn't know there were three of them.]

A strong voice with a tense tone.

Irina was unable to concentrate. What the hell is that supposed to mean, the spirits are running away?

Knuckle

Then the door opened. It was a handful of empty bags. As soon as I saw him, Irina opened her eyes wide.

"In fact!"

An urgent shout erupted.

She hurriedly reaches for the realm.

"It's dangerous there! Come to me!"

They are unclean enough to be warned by a higher spirit. I had to bring him in as soon as possible. But before that, unclean things approached reality.

Grrr!

I bite my teeth hard. With the power of the Wind Spirit, you sprint out of the way and block the way.

"Stand back, Silvan."

A sharp window turns to the unclean. In the middle of nowhere, my eyes were wide open. But even for a moment, Irina's back was patted with a light smile.

"They're fine."

"What, what?"

"They're good kids. He helped me once."

In fact, he smiled.

Then I turned around, leaving the dumb-ass one behind.

"Yes, you have something to say to me? What is it?"

Natural, as if talking to an old friend.

And the ghosts just wandered around in reality and didn't seem to want to harm him. As I stare at the scene with a blank face, I hear Ferda's muttering in Irona's ear.

"These are my disciples."

With a bold tone, Ferda spoke.

"Actually, I just became a commander."

"Commander · · · · · · · · · ·."

"Yes. The talent that was sleeping has blossomed."

Her gaze returned to reality. Those unclean creatures. Seeing them freely manipulate the spirits, I clenched my fist without even knowing it. Irona's shoulders then shrunk.

It was not a tremor filled with anger. Rather, I was impressed.

"· · · · · · Irina's blood is connected properly. Thank goodness."

A man who mutters with his eyes slightly reddened.

Ferda stares at her like that, and the spirits overhear the conversation shout excitedly.

[Unbelievable! No offense, but how can you serve that?]

[It's not all bad. I do, but I can't see. Are you using some kind of cloaking device?]

That's right. The truth is, the moon's eyes are on its neck right now. Hidden not only in the sound dimension of Mana, but also in her capacity as a commander.

If I take that off right here, the spirits are gonna freak. The adversary of the sacred, the king of all the unclean.

Then, the three spirits looked at the top spirits.

[My king, flies fly in the room.]

[These are red and white flies.]

[If you say so, I'll clean it right away.]

Seeing the annoying voice, you don't seem to like spirits very much.

"Don't do that. They're on the same side."

However, when the reality shook its head, it was as quiet as when the three ghosts did it. Seeing the ghosts turn into sheep, the reality opened its mouth again.

"I'll tell you what you reported to me first."

[Yes, you are more important.]

[If you change your mind, please tell me anytime.]

[Catch the dripping flies well.]

Leaving the ghosts behind who could not abandon their senses.

In reality, he approached them directly.

"Ferda, Irina."

On that call, the two gazes turned to reality.

In fact, the report I just heard came out of my mouth.

"Dan says the man in God's mercy is close at hand. Oh, you'd know right away if you said" saint. ""

Scary how the answer ends.

Irina tilts her head curiously. Like that's the problem.

Ferda was different.

His face hardened as if he had heard a story he shouldn't have heard.