Desire

“Break next time. ”

Ekidna's words make him smile deeply. “If possible, I will.” He said so, pulling his foot back slightly. Ekidna was strong. She would have been a good swordsman if it were true, and perhaps even a top teenager.

But the opponent was bad. I spent a year in this shitty, boring, boring place. Just for today. You dragged the monsters in to kill the villagers and gathered the conscripts to fight the monsters. Only a few hundred people will die like that. I don't feel particularly guilty about it. It was inevitable and necessary. It's just that.

As I did so, I prayed to Adim several times daily. Come on, come on. I can't remember what I was praying for anymore. Every day, I went into the woods, fought monsters, trained soldiers. I knew my gaze had changed. The Lord's hospitality is intensified and the gaze of his fellow knights is filled with respect and jealousy. I admired the eyes of the soldiers who were recruited and complained.

If you do that, it'll break.

One day, the smell of Raw Snow spoke to Azin. After spending the night together. Sitting dumbfounded and looking out the window, I heard cigarette smoke, the smell, and the tingling of raw snow. What the hell? I don't know. Maybe it's already broken, or maybe it's breaking. Maybe it was broken a long time ago. I liked it either way. I didn't want to care. I thought I was sorry for the smell of Raw Snow. It was just that.

No balls.

Ekidna's sword appears slow. It was a fresh sword, but not for Ajin. I spent a year focusing on shameless men. I fought against the black snow scent, meditated, meditated, painted images, examined the atmosphere.

Alcardion was strong, and azin was weak. He had to be stronger.

Slug! The sword flies. A sword that flies straight towards the glabella. If you're right, you're dead. Of course, that's when you're right. Slightly move your body to avoid the sword and move your feet forward a bit. You can think of a few hundred more ways to attack from this distance. If you try to kill it quickly, there are countless opportunities to kill it.

I just didn't.

I tried to catch the wrist, but I didn't. I told you to destroy it the next time you caught it. We need to break it. Azin's toes are lifted up. Quick! A lightly swinging foot slashes Ekidna's thigh.

“Ugh...! ”

A sore groan comes out of Ekidna's mouth. I didn't break it. I don't want to hear the grumbling. Asin accelerates as Ekidna's body twitches. My hands were stretched out. Ekidna dismayes and pulls her head back, but it's too late. Azin's hand grabs onto Ekidna's shoulder. Kwak 'jic! Kwak 'jic tucks his shoulder into Ekidna's belly, bent. Ekidna opens her mouth.

“Ugh...! ”

Ekidna sits down, wrapped around the boat. Her mind is shaken in horror. You lost! You didn't just lose. You were overwhelmed. I could have killed as many as I wanted. Even when you had your wrist grabbed earlier, it wouldn't have taken you this long to break it. Ekidna looks up at the pain with trembling eyes.

“I'm sorry. ”

Azin lowers his head slightly. An apology in its own way, but wouldn't she be offended by this apology? Ekidna stands up stumbling, chewing her lips. My insides were throbbing and my legs were throbbing.

“.. I lost. ”

Ekidna mutters, exhaling. An irrefutable defeat. Ekidna bows her head. Seeing Ekidna confidently admitting defeat, Ajin smiles slightly. Hermione, looking at it dazed, raises her hand and applauds without even knowing it.

“... Wonderful. ”

Hermione mutters in a trembling voice.

“I never thought it would be so easy to defeat Lord Ecidna, Master of the Steel Knights...! I can't believe a knight like this is in such a small territory.”

Hermione knew how fast and bitter Ekidna's sword was. How many other members of the Imperial Court could defeat Ekidna so easily? You won't be able to conquer Ekidna without the Knights' Master. Ekidna was such an outstanding knight. Even though she was a woman, she was admitted to the position of the Steel Knights, the Imperial Knights.

That Ekidna collapsed. To this little rural, unsanctioned knight. Azin bows slightly towards Hermione. Baron Frank looked surprised, too. I knew Azin was strong, but I didn't think it would be easy to defeat the Steel Knights Master.

I heard you grabbed an ogre with your bare hands.

Maybe it's true. You face the sword surrounded by error with your bare hands, but you don't get a scratch. Is it hard skin? Hermione recalls the clowns of the extremes. The clowns of Jinjin who draw swords with their bare bodies. However, I have never seen or heard the story of obtaining error into the naked body.

“Why is a knight like you in this countryside? ”

Hermione asks. Asin looks over at Baron Frank.

“There was no place to take me but Celebrity. ”

I answered boldly. I've never actually been to another territory, but I didn't feel the need to say so. Hermione wags her head as she kicks her tongue. “Looks like the other lords didn't see that coming.” That's how he muttered and glanced at Ekidna.

“Are you all right?”

“.. Yes. Lord Azin saw to that. ”

Ekidna replies, putting the dropped sword in her waist. I gave you a headache. I gave you a headache... Hermione glanced at me with her eyes filled with intense interest.

“You've done a wonderful job. I'd love to see more, but...”

Hermione pauses and looks over at the baron, Frank. “We're not done talking about territory yet, so let's postpone the tour for another time.” That's what Hermione says. When Hermione returned to the mansion, Baron Frank and the others hesitated and followed him. Ekidna looks away at Hermione's back and leans slightly toward Azin.

“.. another time. ”

She follows Hermione, saying so. Next time, Ra. Azin laughed as he thought about it.

That night, Ajin didn't log out. He returns to his mansion. When I opened the door and came inside, the smell that stimulated my appetite tickled my nose. Azin headed to the kitchen. I saw behind the scent of raw snow wrapped in apron and obsessed with cooking. You hear a murmur.

“Hello?”

Raw Snow's head spins. She smiles brightly and looks at Azin. The cuisine I used as a hobby was so high that it was better than what the chef at the Lord's Palace made. Azin nods slightly. The smell of Raw Snow smiled and said.

“Wait a little longer. I think it will be soon. ”

“We may have visitors today. ”

Azin said so, dragging the chair in front of the table. The aroma of Raw Snow tilted my head. “Customer?” Asin nods his head.

“There may be a fourth prince of Gracia and a knight escorting him. ”

I didn't say it directly. But Azin was confident they would come. See you next time, Ekidna's words and interest in Hermione's eyes were young.

“Really? It's a shame. There aren't many dishes. You and me, we're done eating alone. ”

“You'll eat and come back. You don't have to worry about it. ”

Although he became married on the surface, Azin still called Raw Snow a master. Raw snow scent was also not dissatisfied with him. She just liked it now. Even though Persian is gone, we can't go out together. I didn't hate the same peaceful tranquility.

“The Crown Prince of Gracia. ”

Raw Snow's scent puts the stew in a bowl in front of Azin. I put down all the dishes I prepared, and the smell of Raw Snow loosened my apron. Azin stared at the scent of raw snow and opened his mouth.

“... you look good together. ”

Azin mutters. The smell of Raw Snow blinks at him. Soon, she smiled bloody. “What a surprise. Not once or twice.” She mutters like that, and hangs her naked apron on the wall. The black snow scent sits across from Azin.

“Do you like your current life? ”

Asin asked, thinking of stew as a spoon. At that question, Raw Snow lifted her gaze and looked at Azin. The blinking gaze turned to Ajin.

“Why are you asking me that all of a sudden? ”

The scent of Raw Snow tore the bread by hand and immersed it in the stew. Then I thought of it as a spoon and chewed it up. Azin tore the bread like it smelled of raw snow and soaked it in the stew.

“It's just, Master seems to be enjoying himself. ”

“You're not happy, and you don't like what I'm happy about? ”

Asin stops for a moment and shakes his head. “It's not that small. It's not unpleasant.” The words narrow the eyes of Raw Snow.

“Then?”

“A year. I had a great year with my master. I saw my master in an apron, and I ate the food he made.... It was just hard not to have Persian. ”

“You're going to get it back someday. ”

In the words of Raw Snow, he nodded his head. The scent of Raw Snow settles in its chin with a sigh.

“Do you know why I put a hobby into cooking? ”

“... because you're bored? ”

Azin tilts his head and asks. At that question, the smell of Raw Snow frowned and glanced at Azin. “It's for you.” I felt a bit ashamed of the smell of raw snow.

“.. because I know what you eat out there. Apparently, he's not living like a human. Cups? I'll eat something like that. That's why I want to feed you good things here. ”

I'm not wrong to say I'm bored. Raw Snow turned her gaze to the side.

“.. I know it's urgent, but don't let it get to you. I'll go out and look at you later, and if it's drier than it used to be, if it's longer, if it's a cup, if it's a pile. Because if you are, you're gonna be pissed. ”

“.. I'll be careful. ”

By the way, I've only eaten a few cups lately. Once I was eating constantly to maintain my body, I only ate enough to fill my empty stomach. Ajin sighs briefly. The scent of Raw Snow shed an eye toward Azin, kicking his tongue.

“Then, why are you asking me about my life? ”

“We may leave here. ”

I was blinded by the Raw Snow's answer. “What?” Asin says again.

“You may leave this place. ”

To be precise, I will make you leave.

“.. where? ”

“I told you the Crown Prince of Gracia would come. ”

Ajin ate a spoonful of stew. It tasted soft and dark.

“I'm going to make him interested in me. And you're going to get me out of this territory. ”

Either way. It's better to gather from Hermione, or join the Steel Knights along with Ekidna.

One way or another, we leave Celebrity.

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