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“You're hurt a lot. Have a seat."

Sahan looks up at Kurlin and says that. But she hesitates and doesn't move.

And Zahan was able to figure out why that was not difficult.

“... what are you doing? You're hurting. Sit down. ”

Next to Cullen, there was a man who was worried about her. Kurlin pushes the man away, restless as he looks at him.

“Oh, I got this. You go. Let's go, let's go."

“Huh? Uh, why?"

“Oh, just go! ”

Cullen shuns the back of a confused male knight.

Only after the confused man is completely gone, does she come forward to Saehan.

With a cute face that's not nice, but mixed with shame and embarrassment.

“... what's your name? ”

Sahan laughs in relief and asks the name of the man who had just been pushed out by Cullen. A smooth-looking male knight.

“… Cullen. ”

But Cullen mutters his name, lowering his head to see if she thought she was acting.

“…… Puhhut. ”

He laughs out loud, shaking his head.

“No, not Mr. Cullen, the gentleman next to you. ”

At that moment, she disfigures herself with her head down on the ground. Then slowly raise your head.

“… I don't care. ”

She narrows her eyes and glances at him. A cool look with a lot of complaints.

“No, it's just...”

“I won't tell you. Never, no matter what. If you die tomorrow, right now. So just fix me up quick. ”

Cullen gives you his arm, with the exception of puffiness in his mouth.

She scratched her back neck as if she had no choice and observed the wound.

There was a serious scar on her arm from her wrist to her elbow, which was pretty severe.

Probably all the tendons were cut and the fingers wouldn't move at all, and the wound was still sore and sore.

“... That must have hurt a lot...”

With worry, she gently touches her arm.

Is it because the wound is tingling, or is it because of the shame in her hands? She blushes her face and flinches at the elongated body.

“.. I'll heal you. ”

An apology for doing a gentle healing foreplay. But there are still a lot of people waiting, so I will start practicing healing magic without delay.

White healing magic expressed by blue mana. It seeps into the wound of Cullen as if it were extinct.

As a result, as if the film had been rewritten, the wound that widened quickly healed. Dark skin regains its pale, milky color.

But healing was not the end. The selfish healing spreads through her arms and into her entire body.

Even the little bits and bruises that are left of my body. The white pulse gently touched all of them. A warm, mellow sensation that resembles nature spreads throughout her body.

“… Wow. ”

After a split second, the shifting light stops moving, and Curlin gives a huge elasticity to the completed healing.

Sahan smiled in disgust. There must have been a lot of things left in the hands of healing wizards in the Knights' lifetime, but a class A of healing magic is the best you've ever seen.

“It's done. ”

That's how the healing ended, and she smiled and said.

But Cullen doesn't move. I just kept sitting in front of her, grumbling as if I had something to say.

Sakhan looks at her, who hasn't left yet, and Curlin continues to look down at the ground.

I wonder how many minutes went by.

“Who's in front of you? I'm having my leg cut off! ”

You hear the shout of a disgruntled knight. But then someone whispered, "Sir Cullen is the one who's being healed."

“... Hmph. Yeah, well, that could take a while! ”

The knight quickly hides himself and shifts his position.

Apparently, she was now in a ‘status that no one could ignore’ as she had hoped.

Rumor has it that even the youngest of the Golden Eagle Knights was captured as a result of this fierce training.

“… Sorry! ”

However, even as I was walking along the path of promotion, my good nature did not go, and Cullen quickly stood up as if it were my fault and gave way to the next knight.

“Oh, I lost a finger...”

A middle-aged knight smiled and approached Saehan.

“It will be quick. ”

Sahan smiled at the knight.

“ … ”

And Cullen looks at him several times, miraculously beside Saehan, and finally leaves.

Actually, she didn't have anything to say. I just wanted to be with her a little more.

*

-Congratulations on killing 200 Phantom Knights, the gateway to the second level underground. As a reward, I will give you 12 hours of rest. I promise not to threaten any of you, resting in the name of the Demon King Virginia. Then, clowns, I hope you will continue to work harder to keep your burdens pleasant. I'll be waiting for you on the top floor.

While the army is repairing all wounded knights' injuries and making urgent repairs just in case. Such a heavy voice resounded in the cavity.

“… What? ”

“I think he thinks this is a joke.

“Son of a bitch...”

The knights immediately caused a brief commotion. It's probably because the content is so amusing that you don't think it's something the enemy would say in a situation like this.

Most knights expressed anger at the behavior the Demon King considers this war to be a sport or a pastime.

“.. that son of a bitch ruined the lives of a few million Arvans...”

“I'll chew his limbs to pieces. ”

The Arban-based knights were even more outraged.

“ …… ”

And so was Susan. She shrugs her teeth and glares at the ceiling that the Demon King is waiting for.

“Are you okay? ”

After the healing spell, Sahan returned to Susan's side and tapped her shoulder to comfort her.

“ … ”

Susan turns to him, her jaw clenched shut.

Suddenly, tears formed in her eyes.

“... It's okay. ”

It didn't look good at all.

She nods, smiling without saying anything.

* * *

“Let's hit the barracks. ”

“… Yes? ”

In Sahanna's words, the knights look suspicious.

“The Demon King said, there will be no threat for 12 hours. He still thinks this expedition is a joke or a joke, but for now, it's best to rest as much as he can while playing. Let's make him regret it later. ”

Sahanna squeezes her fist tightly, saying so.

“Ha, but could it be a trap...”

“The Demon King put his name on the line. Pride is a grim devil in the second place, and you would do that? Eight hours. Eight hours, rest, eat enough food, and then move on to the next floor. ”

According to the stern General, the deputies had no choice but to follow.

*

“… Cullen. ”

Serzin calls for Kurlin to rush into the barracks, avoiding him. Suddenly, she slipped like a speeding car.

“... Haha. ”

Serjin laughs out loud and approaches her.

“… ha, hahaha ~”

Kurlin smiles at Serjin as he approaches. A bright smile that opens up white prunes and healthy gums.

“… Cullen. ”

Ser Jinn still calls her name with a gentle look on her face. But Cullen flinched, tempting my feet, perhaps because she had just been healed by her husband.

“Ugh... Ugh, huh? ”

He scratches his cheek and stutters his mouth, not making proper eye contact with Serjin.

“Do you have anything to say to me? ”

“ …! ”

At that moment, Cullen raises his head high.

To her now, it would have felt like ‘I know what you did, what you're feeling’.

Perhaps it was because of that, the emotional uproar was still revealed. She shivers like a thorn in the bush with a cold sweat.

“ … ”

Serzin gently strokes her head like that.

“.. is fine. You can tell me everything. Instead of just guessing, I'd rather hear it from you than ask. ”

A kind smile and a kind voice. Curlin tries to calm his fluttering legs and makes eye contact with Serzin.

She laughs. It was a bad smile.

“… shall we go in? ”

With Serzin's suggestion, Curlin nods absent-minded.

*

“... I'm sorry. ”

It was the first thing Curlin said after breaking the silence that had been going on between the two of them for a long time. She apologized without Katabuta.

“You don't have to be sorry...”

“No... I'm so... so... sorry...”

Despite Serzin's manhood, she sneezes with a voice that creeps in. Serzin then hardens his expression and grabs Curlin's cheek with both hands to make him look at himself.

“You don't have to be sorry. You can't control your emotions. ”

Serzin, in fact, hated that his relationship with Curlin had become more than anything else these days. Always running away when something's wrong, not being with yourself.

That's not a friend. No matter what happens, it's a friend who surrounds each other and shares each other.

Of course, we knew the cause. And Ser Jinn was not a woman who knew the cause and turned away. Especially for one of her best friends, Cullen.

“… but, but… I really…”

The tears in Cullen's eyes slowly shed. From the depths of her heart, her face distorted profoundly.

Cullen shed tears, confused as to whether he was crying for a while. But as much as a confession to Serzin, she cries and speaks clearly.

“Ahhhh... I'm sorry that I like forgiveness, too. But now, I'm even more sorry that I can't help it... I'm so sorry Serzin... I have to really like it... Hmmm...”

Ser Jinn watches her cry for a moment.

Ser Jinn, who was slowly watching her invisible for five minutes, sighed deeply and held her still.

“... It's not your fault. It's because the man is so cool, and he has an irresistible magical power. ”

Anyone would have snorted, not believing a word he said about the appearance of Shahan.

But to many people, including Cullen, who had been with him for a long time, that was a terrible thing to say.

A trait that is easily pierced by endurance and mental strength. It is a trait that is extreme enough to cause 'endurance’, not ‘submission’, when it reaches the A grade just one step ahead of the highest grade, A +.

Whether it's a man or a woman, friendship or love, loyalty or respect. A terrifying characteristic that amplifies all emotions.

“... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..."

Kurlin wept horribly, holding Serjin in his arms.

Ser Jinn's heart breaks. He doubts that his original position should have been Cullen's.

Nevertheless, we cannot give up forgiveness. So she clenched her lips and hugged her.

Of course, there was one alternative to this sad situation. Just smiling and all together.

“It's okay. I'm okay. Friends... loving one person... It might be a good thing... after all. ”

Without knowing what he was talking about, Ser Jinn said.