Tilea’s Worries

Edim spews a curse, poking at the treasure spear of the Eastern kingdom.

"Edim, calm down"

"Kill. Kill. Lick it. For Mires' sake, for Mires' sake. How dare you, fragile fucking breed!

listen to me...

You don't listen to my words about how hard I am to sit on my stomach.

I can't help it.

Let's start by offering a topic that might interest them.

"And that's an amazing weapon, that"

Point to the treasure spear Edim has.

Then sanity returned to Edim's eyes.

Open your mouth, you look a little happy.

I knew it.

I know because I hold it very important. That treasure spear, it must be Edim's favorite.

"It's really amazing. I've never seen a better weapon. Even the royal treasure will look lovely."

"Hehe, naturally. This is a famous spear under heaven called the Fang Tian Painting Trident. Besides, Lady Camilla, you yourself have been magically corrected. I don't want you to go with the third class stuff there."

"It is. Such an amazing weapon, why does Edim have it?

"Well, I gave it to you as a medal in the last battle. Dear Tyrea, you've been complimenting me straight away."

Edim explains it happily.

All right, all right, the operation's good.

Humans, I don't feel bad about being praised for what I like.

They started having conversations for now.

"By the way, medal number one, Edim, what kind of handle did you put in place?

"Heh heh, what the fuck, this guy I was slashing Bacchio under a blow."

"Edim gave you Baccio?

"That's right. Just a ride away. And I was able to live up to the trust of Lord Tyrea and Lady Camilla."

Edim speaks to rap.

That's right...

Edim is vampired. I'm not just a student. No wonder we defeated Bacchio, who is said to be the most powerful primate.

Edim looks good. You should praise me here.

"It's awesome to defeat Bacchio"

"... Mirez, I don't feel good about it at all."

"I guess so. I really do."

Is that it? Why does it sound so dry?

He defeated Bacchio, said to be the most powerful primate and undefeated in his life.

It's amazing. I wish I could compliment you on Edim.

What's that? To that extent?

That makes me feel ahead of time. I knew this body was so weird.

"Mires, be honest. You're making fun of me, aren't you?

"Oh, that's not true. It's my fault. Let me know more about what happened then."

Anyway, Edim is giving me a conversation. I don't want to cut this flow.

I encourage the conversation to continue.

"... right. Then stay a little close."

"What!?"

"It's not. Let's talk. We can't talk without stopping by, can we?

"Ugh, yeah."

Oh, this is......

For once, stop by as Edim says.

"Mires, you have a beautiful sunset"

"... right"

Edim is subtly moving to a blind spot from me.

"Mires, you must be tired, right? Sit there."

……

"Mires?"

"Ah, yes. I'll sit down."

Sit on the spot as you are told.

When you see me following your promises, Edim laughs.

Oh, you don't think it's gonna work?

Even though I know all about muscle movements and killing.

"Mires, the sunset is beautiful. Watch closely."

"E, Edim, I'm sorry."

"Oh, my heart is washed. If the sunset is so beautiful... I wouldn't die for now. Yeah!

I didn't mean to. No, I don't mind.

I knew the whole thing.

Edim swings a spear at my neck...

Not at all.

It hasn't. It hasn't, Edim.

With such an awkward pull out spear, you can't stop muscles and bones. For the good performance of the weapon, I feel it is swinging.

I avoided it at my leisure, without moving into the assault from behind Edim.

"Become!? You, it's true!

"No, that's what I want to know the most."

"Oh, it's impossible. Without looking back."

Edim is staring at this one with a shocked face.

Stunning, suspicion, jealousy, all kinds of thoughts seem complicated.

He just hasn't given up harming me. Grab the spear and stay here.

"Edim, let's not do this anymore."

"Get lost!"

"Oh, you know, to be honest. You can't do that in 100 years."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!

Edim has been excited, and rarely has he swung a spear when he did.

I can't help it.

I can't discuss it anymore. Edim won't stop until he exercises his strength.

What am I going to do?

It's pathetic to let them pass out or get hurt.

This is a weapons destruction option.

"Yes!"

The swinging one squeezes his aim at the Heavenly Drawing Trident. Towards the handheld pattern, he unleashed a kick at the pinpoint.

The pattern is not as hardened as the blade.

Taking my kick, the pattern broke perfectly in a pokey.

Edim is rigid.

"I'm sorry. But if you don't do this, Edim, I don't think you're gonna stop."

Edim remains silent.

"Edim?"

"What are you gonna do? Ooh! Terrible, terrible! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Edim is crying like a little kid.

Squeeze up, weep.

Ugh, pathetic.

But I was wondering if it would be better if I let you get hurt.

"Oh, that."

"Mires ghost! Why are you breaking it? Why are you avoiding me?

Don't be impotent.

Whatever the normal blade is, that sucks if you hit it. If it's a bad hit, I'm not talking about a fracture. You will suffer major injuries.

Well, I might have had as much else to do right now.

I guess I didn't have to break Edim's precious weapon.

My best friend almost killed me unintentionally and without hesitation, I might have had a little on my mind.

I took such a means.

I haven't had a human yet either.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll do anything. Forgive me."

I join hands and beg Edim for forgiveness.

"Gu, hiccup, ji, then, fix it. Totally back to normal. And kill me!

No, he really says it's impotent.

"Spare me that."

"Hiku, I won't forgive you. I will never forgive you!

Edim shouted out loud and the eclampsia was unlikely to subside.

Tim came when I managed to fool Edim.

She is a beautiful girl with silver hair.

Edim noticed Tim and hissed and screamed.

"This one, it kills me. To Lady Camilla. I can't believe I broke the precious reward that Tyrea gave me. What are we going to do?

I have turned away from the eclampsia, and now I am very wolfish.

No, no, I can't believe how much Queen Tim would kill... there is.

Tim gets so harsh when Mr. Tyrea teases him.

Edim is going right and left with the broken Heavenly Drawing Trident.

I didn't sneak up watching that.

"Leave it to me."

That said, I receive the Fang Tian Painting Trident from Edim.

It is my responsibility to break it. Let's get ready to get hit two or three times, and get forgiven.

I wouldn't mind being beaten up right now, would I?

Maybe...

"Dear Camilla,"

As I speak, Tim has been observing this one with interest.

"Mmm, Mires"

"Hey, what is it?

"Aren't you growing up!

He said he's growing up... not his chest, right?

Well, I know Tim's character. I guess it means the way it is.

Then Tim stared around to taste it and then started touching my body with stickiness.

"Oh, that Lady Camilla?

"Goddamn, it's interesting. This is really interesting. Oh, my God. My intellectual curiosity has been fulfilled for a long time."

"Oh, yeah."

I'm scared of Tim's eyes.

Tim is as excited as if he had found any new toys.

Right. When we met before, Mr. Tyrea fell and it wasn't the time. Look at me again, I guess I had something to think about.

"Which, Miles, come here. We're going to have to get you involved in some experiments."

"Uh, that's a little. It's better than that."

I show Tim the broken Heavenly Drawing Trident.

"What's with all this crap?

"Crap? No, this is the equivalent of a business."

"Huh. I tried to dedicate this to my sister, but she told me that I didn't need equipment. By the time your sister made that decision, this was no longer worth it. At best, the mountain of Sekiyama is enough to give to an unusable man."

Amazing. Even though it's comparable to the three biggest weapons in the heavens.

Because I said how much I don't need Mr. Tyrea......

Or if it's Mr. Tyrea's personality, he doesn't need any weapons. I wish I were a knife if I were to give it away anyway.

"Anyway, you broke this with my carelessness. If you can fix it, I'd like to fix it."

"Okay. Keep it around there."

"What!? That easy?

"I can fix as much as I want. Come more than that!

Tim forced me to pull my arm.

"Chi, hey, Master Camilla"

"What? Are you willing to resist?

Tim is going to put more effort into it.

I put my strength into losing, too.

The more I resist, the more power I'll put into it, Tim.

This is a broken bone.

I reflexively flushed the force and rolled Tim to the ground.

"Oh, sorry."

Keep your head down and apologize.

Tim, who was thrown at me, was often taken lightly. Then laugh like crazy.

"Knock it off hahahahahahahaha! Roll me over!

"No, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to."

"So what are you going to do?

"Uh, you didn't think of anything, or unconscious"

"You mean you rolled me over without thinking about it! Interesting. I'll show you that pole."

Tim looks belligerent and grabs my back collar.

This...

"But maybe all the time?

"Exactly"

"Are you serious?

"Oh, I can't help it. You'd be dead right now, wouldn't you?

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Tim tried to carry me, and he threw me.

Tim is nostalgic for me, and I'm sinking my body to dive in. Throwing technique with a spring at the waist. If I get hit on the ground with this momentum, I'm dead.

I need to get serious.

Analyze the moves that are put on you. Think quickly about what to do.

I'm through!

Though thrown, I grab Tim's wrist. And adjust the center of gravity. He used the momentum he could throw to land and, conversely, threw Tim back.

"Ah!"

I lost track of Tim's wrist joint (list).

Tim stares at the removed wrist joint.

And......

"Ho ho ho ho"

Oh, don't prolong the end of the story so much.

Tim gave a voice as if he was impressed and distorted his mouth like a three day moon.

I'm scared. Seriously, I'm scared.

I found Tim's fluctuations of intent to kill swelled and swelled.

Shit. I have to apologize right away.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Forgive me!"

"I don't mind. I liked it more and more. Take my joints off in an instant! Hmm, I didn't know Mires could make it this far. Modify the experiment?"

Tim is bumping to himself.

The content is... too much and scary. It's an experiment!

I feel like I'm in danger. I run away. I went down the basement stairs and ran into the room that was nearby.

Ha, ha, ha.

I feel a good sense of fear.

Only Tim is scared, as always.

Gently opening the door and observing what was going on around me, I saw Tim looking for me.

"Mire-su, where did you hide? I don't think we can get along! Keep my heart so high. Let's play more."

Tim is looking for you!?

Signs. Get rid of them.

I erased the signs as if assimilated to the landscape.

"Oh, that's awesome, Mires! The signs disappeared completely. Hiding so far has been difficult even for my men."

Oh, Tim, you lost sight of me. Good.

"I'm just sorry to hear that. It was only a little late to erase the signs. I still have a picture of your magic. Punch right."

Whoa, whoa, they found me.

Tim moved to the front of the door in the room where I hid and put his hand on the door knob.

"Yes, it's in there"

It was useless to say.

The door knob turns to the right and the door tries to open. Grab the door knob from the inside and force it to the opposite side. This hand type causes the empty lock linking the door to the door frame to come off and the door to open by rotating the knob.

If you're turning it to the other side, the door won't open.

I won't let you keep it open - 'cause Tim is powerful.

Guru and the door knob turn right.

I need to be serious, too!

Be thoughtful.

The door knob that was about to turn to the right is turned to the left.

"Whoa! Whoa! Oh!?"

I heard Tim stunned from outside the door.

"Let's have a discussion. Disagree with violence!"

"Come on. hahahahahahahahahaha! Mirez, I don't care how far you surprise me."

"Oh, um..."

"I'm fun. You pious creator!

No, what are you talking about, this guy?

Anyway, my resistance seems to have made Tim's wars all the more exhilarating.

Will I ever be able to go home alive?