Veron, the Knight of Frenheim. "He was born without a hill to tread on, living alone and spending his whole life in chivalry…"
...Beron's mass continues in the cemetery, and his coffin is placed under the ground. Yuli stares at his empty chest. Stares blankly at the scars pierced through a piece of steel.
At the same time, recall Desculane's words.
—He was a cocky, deserved to die in the first place. Who do you dare to covet without knowing the subject? He was not worth living.
Whoosh– the world shakes with tinnitus. My feet are moving dizzy.
Eusepin supports her shoulders, which stumble like a deluded person.
And what if I were to reveal that now? Do you think you can punish me? Me, the favorite of mine?
All his words ringing in his ears. Yuli doesn't want to accept it. Very painful and cruel words.
his cold-hearted appearance
—Anyway, even he's no longer useful.
Really, did he kill Veron?
—A knight who hangs himself on a curse or something.
Is it all his fault?
Is it because of a curse that he has not overcome because he is weak?
— In the meantime, I wore a mask that didn't fit me because I didn't know and wanted it, but now I'm infected.
Yuli bowed her head. My body trembled beyond compression.
Sadness, hatred, disappointment, denial, question… all those feelings are as painful as a crucifixion to the heart.
It's too painful.
—I am not gracious enough to love a woman who is dying, and two bereavement does not fit Eucline's face.
However, his verbal abuse eventually leads to an idea.
This wound was due to you after all.
I gave my whole body to protect you, and this scar was your price.
Thanks to you, who had been "misunderstood to have changed" because of me, I've been living a life of glory.
You don't even…
—I have nothing to say with you guys who delivered the defective goods. Let's pretend we didn't have a marriage. Tell Zite that, too.
"Why?"
Yuli holds back her tears and recites.
Because I did something wrong to you.
Why did you want me so much, why did you bother me so much, and why did you still…
"...why."
Yuli feels a pain in her heart. I'm breathing hard.
I can't breathe, and blood flows from my evil lips.
Why, why, why.
The question she throws out, however, falls apart without reaching anyone. Hovering in the air makes a mess.
She's just madly curious. I just want to ask Desculane.
The reason why he tried to have himself in such a busy mask. The reason he was obsessed with himself by killing an innocent knight named Veron…
"Why!"
Yuri wants to know.
* * *
I walked the freezing cold of this bottom.
Darkness still lingered, but my optic nerve, which held onto a very small lighthouse, brightened up the whole area. The freezing cold didn't change, but I persevered as an "iron man."
The human-transcendent body was a human-transcendent resistance, which was captured by the human-transcendent spirit.
"...."
I first explored the purpose of this snow globe.
ancient treasures made in ancient times If the intention had been "preservation of ancient humans" like Noah's ark, there would have been no such natural disaster.
"...."
Therefore, the most likely hypothesis was 'prison'. A box designed to trap someone.
Of course, it's an ancient object, so it's very unlikely that anyone who's trapped will still survive.
"...?"When I was walking thinking that way.
I found the darkness that lay before me. I focused my mana power on my eyes.
For your information, the momentary amplification of the Iron Man and the grant of authority are now possible. In other words, at some point, the function of my retina can be augmented like Superman, and part of "iron man" can be given to the wooden steel.
"What is this..."
However, the darkness did not clear even when the mana power was tilted to the eye. I slowly raised my head. He moved his frozen neck.
At first, I thought it was a wall. A giant object was blocking the way like a sleepyhead.
...it wasn't.
"...."
I was speechless for a moment. It was just a laugh in vain. Freezing brain, ddang! I had a splitting headache.
Before long, 'it' opened its eyes.
I called his kind.
"...a giant."
Long ago, a race that commanded the entire continent. The kind closest to God in this world, wiser and wiser than anyone else.
Named essential for clearing the main quest.
The body was more than 15 meters long, even though it was upright, and its arms were as thick as the number of worlds. Each strand of necklace between the shoulders and chest was the size of an adult male.
Indeed, snowgloves were meant to trap someone.
If the target was a giant, it was natural to make it so huge.
─....
The giant opened his eyes. A brilliant eyegloss shone underground. His retina looked down at me. The pupils were as deep as the sea, and everything in the world was shining.
[Independent quest: Giant question and answer]
◆ mana power +300
◆ Rare Properties Catalog
◆ Store currency +3
It was a compelling reward.
I looked at the giant. He was not intimidated by the coercive giant. Rather, I faced him in an aristocratic manner.
—What an unusual human being…
Go ooh ooh–the voice of the giant rang in a grandiose. The underground ice wall ran down and vibrated from inside my body.
As soon as an ordinary human being heard, the whole body was under pressure to decompose.
"...."
I didn't avoid the eyes of giants.
Even if the target was a giant, Desculane's ego was still strong, and most of all, the reward was coveted.
"I am the Deculane of Eucline."
Then the giant's eyes narrowed. The air resonated with the movement of the eyelids.
─....
A character named by the species itself, a giant.
An unknown man gazed at me.
For a long time, silence fell. The giant's pressure weighed down his shoulder. But I didn't budge a bit.
-Deculane of the u-line.
In time, what he said to me.
Is that your real name?
I already knew everything about me.
I shook my head staring at the giant.
There was no reason to deceive an ancient legend.
"My name is Kim Woo Jin. Come here from another world, he's become Desculane."
─....
Only then did the giant nod. He even smiled at his honest answer.
* * *
...'Deculane.Luna's paper sparked a huge debate on the island of Buyeo. Thousands of addicts rushed into just one paper check, 'Deculane.The Luna Paper Academic Discussion" was held dozens of times a day.
Thanks to you, all-stop is the work of the floating island.
Government offices, magic bookstores, potions, ranking, test management, Wizad Atomics, etc. More than 70 percent of the sorceresses living on the island of Buyeo hung on Desculane's thesis.
—Judging the possibility of a Desculane thesis is nothing but a cloud in the sky. What do you do if you're theoretically special? There's not a single wizard who can apply it to the real world.
—But it's not a cloud in the sky. How do you describe such an original theory as floating clouds? Professor Desculane is the intellect who will lead this era.First of all, the 7th floor of the Mezziseon, discussion floor. A total of 33 debates have the same theme.
Feasibility of Desculine and Luna's thesis.
—The concept of Desculane's thesis is, of course, very, very genius.
Critical addicts also acknowledged the value of the paper itself.
But he's so genius that he's alien. Who's going to apply this magic?
However, the application of magic, or feasibility, was the problem.
This is because there is at least no wizard in the world who has talent for all the properties of the four elements, uses magic beyond at least the dead, and has the skills and experience required by this paper.
Even Adrine, who immediately became a wizard, is impossible. As she is specialized in the line of destruction.
—If it's a paper that's not worth magic, what about Lukel's proof before that? What about Doucan's subsidiary court and drinking, which is now a subsidiary faith?
Thanks to him, the floating island is very lively. Right now, the Martap Wizard of each country has risen to the floating island, and the floating population has nearly doubled.
"...I just borrowed a paper. How far are you?"
These days, whenever I walk along the side of the road on the floating island.
The conversation about the paper flows in.
"Page three. I can't get any better than that. I didn't reveal the whole thing for no reason. "
This is due to Desculane's full publication of the paper. He didn't set a price for the paper itself, so he could read it if he paid for it.
Although papers that are not applicable in the first place don't sell well.
"Hey, I read page 11 yesterday. What about you?
"...Early 12 pages?"
However, Desculane inadvertently created a small hierarchy, competition and fashion on the island of Wealth.
"Poot. Bluffing. Do you want to cross-check with me at home?"
"Oh, my God, page seven, all right?
To what extent did you understand the theory of the paper? How many pages did you go? At least we're good enough to talk to each other.
It has become a magical fad on the island of wealth, and now even a single "Norge Society" has been unofficially established…
...in the meantime.
This is the famous restaurant on Buyeo Island, Magic Pasta.
"By the way, who the h**l applies this theory to practice? I even count wizards who understood more than 20 pages in the first place."
Eprin, who visited Buyeo Island after a long time, is eating pasta for now, but she doesn't know if the noodles go into her nose or mouth.
"So? What page are you saying that? How much did you understand about Desculane's thesis?"
Desculane is the subject of every conversation.It's Luna's paper.
"Oh, really. What does that have to do with anything? It's a paper that doesn't work anyway."
"Oh, I don't care what page it is. Answer me. I'll listen to you if it makes sense.
"...page nine, anyway! I heard it's been a while since Agora was here. Let's have a proper debate then."
"Huh. I'm speechless. I can't even attend Agora with just nine pages."
Agora, the largest academic forum on the Isle of Wealth.
Not only the addicts of the island, but also the chairman, who will participate in the event, including Monarch, will be held this time.
"Really?"
"Uh. Minimum qualification is 13 pages."
There's only one topic, Desculane's thesis.
"...Never mind. More than that, who the h**l is Luna? Why are you next to the Deculane?"
"It was Descurene's assistant. He gave us an idea. First, the stake is five to five."
"...."
Now I'm going to talk about my dad. Ephryn, who sneaks away from the plate, tries to go straight outside, finds someone and sits down again in surprise.
It was a long gallop.
"Eprin, it's been a long time, hasn't it?"
"Yes, old man Gindalf. What a coincidence!"
A wizard above Ether who said, "Deculane actually values you."Long-dalf with a long beard grinned and put his hand on Eprin's shoulder.
"What a coincidence. I'm here for you." I heard from my Ganesha."
"What? What news…"
At the moment, Gindalp's smile hardened. He whispered heavily into Ephrine's ear.
– Decaylen.
Eprin flinched. Gindalf smiled graciously again and backed away from Ephrine.
"I hate him very much, too. I've come to see you, and I'm here to prepare for you."
"Oh, I see!"
After nodding with a bright smile, the rumors of Gindalf soon come to mind.
"But… if you don't mind, how much would it cost…"
A turtle that eats money. It was the nickname of Gindalp, who is also famous for floating islands, and Gindalp did not necessarily deny it.
"Ha ha. Well, we'll get the money later. Will you follow me?"
"Yes, yes."
"Yeah, I'm going to cry."
Gindalp, who was leading with a smile, suddenly stopped and looked back at Ephrine.
"Oh, by the way."
"...?"
Ask the tilting Ephrine. As if he's serious and curiousness.
"How many pages do you understand?"
"What?"
"Deculane's thesis. That's the fashion of the island of Buyeo these days."
"Oh… I'm like 130 pages?"
"What?!
At the moment, Gindalp turned into a frightened face. He opened his eyes wide and said quickly.
"You can't lie to your grandfather."
"Gee, that's true."
"...hmm. Yeah. Well, we'll find out when we get there. Come on, let's go."
Gindalp sheds an ephrine with suspicious eyes and moves again.
* * *
TikTok-TikTok-Snowglove Time Flows. Sophien calculates the time difference through the watch and the magic of the ice formed by her mana power.
Two weeks have already passed in here, but only three days have passed outside.
"...."
Sophienne built a foothold for the mana power on the road. I waited for the crashed deculane while eating ice cream on it.
For two weeks.
"...Your Majesty."
At that time, the statue, Cayron, woke up. Sophienne glanced at him and sarcastically.
"You wake up so early. It's already been two weeks."
Keiron looked around. The space swept away by the blizzard was a mess.
"I'm sorry."
He immediately knelt down.
The statue's mechanism was set up to respond only to "sal", so it did not respond to natural disasters.
"Please punish me."
Keiron did not make excuses. Knights were originally of that kind.
"Well, the knights in the first place are stoneheads. More than that, what did you find out?"
He answered, shaking his whole body like a sinner.
"I saw the end of this snow globe. The area is about the same as that of the continent."
"...is that so. Get up."
This upright knight finished this snow globe with only two feet. Sophienne smiled in vain and raised Keiron.
Keiron asked in a slightly curious tone.
"Your Majesty, is Professor Desculane still here?"
"I've been here."
"But-"
"I saved myself and I was the only one stuck down there."
"...."
Sofien glances under his feet, an endless crevasse. Keylon squints and stares underneath.
I don't see anything. Not a speck of light smears.
If Desculane had crashed into this cliff…
"...hoot."
Looking at Cayron, who was greatly embarrassed, Sofien laughed quietly.
"Now that I think about it. Jim is the luckiest king of all."
Cayron looked back at her. Sophienne continued, staring at Desculane's ice cream.
"There's a knight who explored the continent with only two feet for Jim."
"...."
"Some professors have spent tens of years with Jim."
"...Your Majesty."
Cayron felt Sophie N's eerie reaction. Every word was cool, and the atmosphere was bleak."What are you thinking?"
Keiron asked cautiously. I looked at the emperor burning with a noble red color in the pure white world.
"Ask what you're doing. Now there's no Nessius, and he doesn't know how to get out."
She replied indifferently.
"If he doesn't come up from the bottom…"
Then he looked at the sword filled in Keiron's waist.
"I have no choice but to kill myself."
House Woo and Kim Woo Jin.
I told the giant my true name. It was the first pitch in a long time that I threw up.
—....
The giant smiled. He looked down at me without saying a word. His silence was not threatening.
It was rather warm.
—Man, this is a cemetery, not a prison or cradle.
The giant solved the question that I didn't ask, but that lingered in my head first.
—a cemetery prepared for me.
One day I read the setting of a giant.
A race that crosses the continent and crosses the sea, with the ends of this vast world in its own eyes. An outsider who knows everything and sees everything.
Therefore, the human being seen by giants is no different from the ant that humans see.
But he doesn't crush me to death because of the giant's wise and benevolent heart.
—Human...you still see a world I don't know.
"...isn't it?"
—Yes.
The giant said. His voice shook my soul violently.
—This is my fault for not properly hiding the cemetery.
"...."
—The passageway leading to the outside is here. I can open it for you anytime, but you won't leave alone.
There was no need to be envious of the giant's questions and answers. The giant read my mind and gave me the right answer.
But I picked up a rather awkward word from the giant's words.
"If it's wrong, it's not a mistake?"
—....
The giant smiled again.
—Yes, I expected this meeting to happen one day. Once you've lived thousands of years.
"...that's amazing."
Giant wisdom transcends man.
Then, did he foretell the existence of "I"? Did he also understand?
In the world of Earth, I am incorporated into the worldview of games.
—It's too early to get answers. Human challenge collapses the moment it touches the end. Like our giant collapsed in front of a larger time…
The answer is to ask for yourself.
I nodded my head. There was nothing new.
It's always been that way since we became Desculane.
—The height of this cliff is tens of thousands. Convection changes from time to time to time. It will be hard for humans to handle because it is the end of the world I have created.
I didn't care a bit about the giant's warning. I just stuck it in the ice wall using wooden steel.
Quasic—!
I made a support for climbing by hand.
I looked back at the giant.
"I'll be back with my party."
—....
The giant smiled softly and closed his eyes.
* * *
Meanwhile, Gindalp guided Iphrine to a winged object. It was a small airship.
"Get in."
"...here?"
"Draw. Backseat."
At Gindalf's words, Eprin hesitated to sit in the back seat.
"Something's not right…"
As soon as she put her helmet on her head, she started.
"Wait, yeah!"
An airship flying through the orbit of the floating island of floating.
There's a lot of pressure and it's shaking around my mouth.
"Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
"Hahaha. What do you say?"
"Bruar——"
"Aren't you excited?"
"Booaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
The place where I flew and arrived is one of the islands around Buyeo Island.
It was "guests."
"Come on! We're almost there. What do you think, wasn't it fun? Laughing out loud.
"...it's absolutely no fun."
"Well, no fun? What do you mean? Anyway, the new generation uses strange words these days."
"It means it's not funny... my mouth hurts."
Eprin shook her head, fiddling with her burton lips. Gindalp opened the door to the audience.
Tangle—
Gindalp went inside with the bell ringing. Eprin briefly looked around the surrounding landscape outside."...wow."
A parking lot where dozens of small airships can take off. Behind it is not even a cliff, but a void. A perfect cliff with no end in sight.
"Come on in. It's dangerous if it's windy."
"Yes, yes!"
At Gindalf's call, Eprin went into the audience.
Compared to the extraordinary exterior, the interior was surprisingly quiet. First of all, there were many tables, and the menu was full of appetizing names of food.
"Eprin. Here you are."
Already sitting at the table, Gindalp raised his hand. A pink-haired woman winked beside him.
"You're here."
"...Rogerio Magician?"
Eprin opened her eyes wide. Ether Rosério flapped his magic paper, poking his teeth with toothpicks.
"Yeah, it's been a while. Sit down."
"Yes, yes."
Eprin sat next to Gindalp. Then I looked at the paper that Rogerio grabbed.
"Oh, this one?"
Rogerio, who looked at the eye, shrugged.
"It's the fashion of floating islands these days. How many pages have you progressed these days, and I think you should put a badge on your chest. If I don't know, I can't join the conversation."
"...Aha."
"I'm trying to challenge myself. It's kind of like a casino, I don't have much of a sad story.
"Ha ha…"
Eprin nodded with a bitter smile. Indeed, it would have been an ill-suited paper for Rosério, specialized in "Yeon."
"Hahaha, but this guy's already got to page 130?"
Gindalp spoke loudly as if to hear.
At the moment, the air in the audience became stiff. Everyone looked this way for a moment.
Eprin was embarrassed, but soon the atmosphere relaxed as if nothing had happened.
By all means, it seemed to be written off as nonsense.
Rogerio narrowed his eyes and asked.
"...really?"
"Yes, yes… I got it a while ago. So-"
"I don't think I'll understand page 130 even if I've received it before. From now on, more than 30 pages of understanding of each page has been treated as a small achievement."
Underground on the floating island, a paper climbing relay is in full swing among addicts, and it is even considered an opportunity to reverse the hierarchy.
If it's true that Solda understood page 130–
"Ha ha. Let's talk about it later. All right, Ephrine. This guest cup is a little special. Look around."
Gindalp, who stopped talking, pointed to somewhere. Ephrine's eyes chased the finger.
"There's a collar and a jackal."
"!"
Eprin opened her mouth wide.
Collar and Jackal that I saw on the island of ghosts. Jackal yawns with a branch in his mouth, and Carla is mixing sugar into his latte.
"That's Zukakken in Yuksadu."
Zukaken, one of the masters of beef tartar.
A handsome man with long hair, he is chatting with male wizards.
For some reason, the whole party is a good-looking man.
"That's… that's a guest, but he's allowed in."
"Who is it?"
Ephrine looked there. Rogerio smirked and sipped coffee.
"It's called Gerek. He's a man of caution."
Gerek, a very handsome man, 'My brother-my father-' shows strange behavior, and there's an unknown old woman next to him.
"There's Lee Helm back there."
Rogerio pointed his thumb to the corner of the audience. Eprin quickly looked over there.
—...so we need an analysis of this part. I don't know about the rich, but I can't let the world's Matterbirds beat me.
Lee Helm, who pulled her hair back, was studying her dissertation with her students in the darkest seats.
You don't want to be caught studying Desculane's thesis on your own.
—Gather them all under you and leave the j*p-san nogada to them.—Yes, I'll contact you right away.
Gindalp said, fiddling with his beard.
"Ha ha. What do you think, isn't it amazing? Any 'wizard' can enter the guest room of Buyeo Island. Even the "volcano" wizards who are not officially authorized by the tower."
Volcano. The official name of the ash heap. Ephryn suddenly became a nervous face.
"Especially Glipper, Helgan. I want you to learn their faces. They've gone crazy."
Where Gindalf points, there are two men who look ugly, full of tattoos and scars.
"Yes, I will. But old man. Why are you here with me?"
"Well, don't you feel the tremendous pressure of this audience? Doesn't the aura of each and every one of them touch the skin?"
"...what? Oh, yeah. Yes, it's a little hard to breathe."
Eprin nodded his head. That's why my chest is so stuffy.
Gindalf continued.
"To fight him, or Decaylen, you'll need training to strengthen your mind. To do that, face the strong in person-"
Fluttering—
Then the bell rang.
The unwritten rule of the audience was that the guest did not look back at the entrance, but Ephrine, who was unaware of the fact, inadvertently glanced over there.
"Uh!"
Then I jumped up without realizing it. All the eyes in the audience were concentrated.
Eprin smiled brightly as she saw him after a long time.
"Silvia!"
Silvia.
She was dressed in a robe with pure gold embroidery on a black background. It was a costume meaning "Monak" and so on.
"...."
I was just going to eat with Ednik, but Sylvia, who suddenly came across Ephrine, glared at her with a little absurdity.
"...idiot Ephrine. I'm not going to pretend to know here."
"Here. Have a seat!"
Eprin smiled brightly and pointed at my table.
Of course Sylvia tried to ignore.
"Hmph."
"Oh, good!"
Ednik grabbed the arm and pulled it.
"What do you like?"
"Let's go. I'll introduce you to your friend."
"Not a friend."
Sylvia was almost forced to sit at Iphrine's table.
Eprin grinned and pointed at a bunch of paper in her hand.
"Is that Professor Desculane's thesis, too?"
Sylvia's tooth was bitten. She shook her head coldly.
"No."
"Then what?"
"It's none of your business."
Then Ednik replied instead.
"It's a novel."
"Oh."
Zying- Added Ednik, who lightly ignored Sylvia's resentful gaze.
"It's a novel that he writes 'in personally.
"...why would you say that?"
"You'll see it all anyway if you publish it. Why?"
"No. What's wrong with Ednik?"
Idnick just let Sylvia's irritation slip through one ear, and Eprin is not the great man to let go of this novel news.
"You're a novelist?! I want to read it, too! Give it to me!"
She held out her hands with the corners of her mouth stuck in her ears.
* * *
...more than a week later.
Sofien concluded that there was no point in waiting any longer.
"Unacceptable."
But it wasn't Keylon. He couldn't accept Sophie N's resolution.
"How dare you, a knight, say such a thing to Jim, the emperor."
Sophienne's mouth twisted as she stared at him. Keiron, though, remained unshakable.
"I'm sorry, but this is my mission. Protecting Your Majesty no matter what–"
Sophien recited the words and the words. At the moment, Keiron's body slipped. But he stood up immediately and grabbed the sword.
At least, I didn't intend to lose this sword.
"Kayron, it's a mistake if you think you don't have to stick to it. I've seen it even if I die with my head stuck in a rock.""...."
"Why are you so angry? We'll see each other again anyway.
Keiron refused the Lord's orders and hardened like a statue. No, the statue itself has changed.
It was a statue made up of strong self-defense, almost impossible to break.
"...a frustrating fellow. Jim's been preoccupied. Even if Jim doesn't kill himself, there's no way out of here. It's one thing to starve to death and to commit suicide."
Keiron did not respond. Sighing with boredom, Sofien suddenly had an ingenious idea.
Even if it's a word or a word, will it work?
I got curious about it.
"...תעשה חרב"
a phenomenon caused by a single syllable
From her voice, the mana power rose, the mana power seeped into the snow flakes, the snow flakes coalesced sharply, and forged with a blade more refined than steel.
It was a sword in the eye.
"No!"
Surprised, Keiron quickly woke up and rushed to take Sophien's sword. Sophien slipped him with another word.
"Stop being so stubborn. I'll see you again, Keiron."
The moment I cut my wrist with that blade.
"...you've learned very well."
A voice came up from somewhere. Surprised, Sophienne and Cairon looked around the area.
There was no one.
East, west, south, north, anywhere in all directions.
"As expected, you're evil."
Still looking up at the sky at the compliments that follow.
There isn't, either. It's just a madly clear, dazzling sky.
"...."
If then,
If it's not left or right, if it's not up, there's only one left.
Sophienne casually looked under the crevasse.
"Huh."
He smiled from the bottom of his heart.
It was Deculane.
He climbed from the endless bottom of the crevasse, using wooden steel as a support, to the ground.
"...."
Keiron let out a sigh of relief quietly. Sophien asked smirkingly.
"...you keep people waiting. But if there's no way out, you still have to kill yourself. What did you find down there?"
Desculane first straightened his clothes. I melted my frozen whole body. No, it melted naturally.
It was thanks to the iron man's body.
"I found a way out of this snow globe. But..."
Desculines saw Sophieene's physical condition as "visual." The key was how much cold Sophie N could withstand.
"It will be very cold."
"Would it be worse than death? If it's too cold, you can die."
"No, I will not let you die."
Desculane took the fossil out of his arms. It was a very small corner, but it was given the authority of the Iron Man, then spread out and attached to Sophie.
This was a bit of relief for Sophienne.
But…
"Kayron."
Desculane looked back at Cayron.
Will he be able to hold on. There's a severe cold lurking underground.
No matter how many of the greatest articles on the continent, without the help of characteristics—
"There is no fear."
Keiron spoke with a determination.
"...yes."
Desculane stared at him and nodded. The same was true of Keiron. Sophienne looked at the two men facing each other as if she were dumbfounded.
Soon Desculane said first.
"...let's go right away."
"Do you mind if I don't rest a little?"
"Even if you rest, there's no food, so it's everything."
At the moment that Sophien agreed, her body moved freely.
Sulfossil was attached to the back of Desculane.
"...explain."
What a bizarre, unexpected situation. Sofienne, who got stuck on Desculane's back, asked calmly.
She just wanted an explanation purely. I didn't even panic.
Desculane replied:
"It won't be cold if it's as close as possible to my body."
"It's not cold enough right now. That's not a reason."
"...you'll find out when you get there."
"What do you mean…""You have faith in Professor Desculane."
Cayron helped. But he, strangely, had a face that seemed to hold back laughter.
"This is the professor from the bottom."
"...I see."
Sophienne frowned with discontent, but soon accepted.
"Yes, I'll go.
As such, Desculane carried the king down to the basement.
took the wooden steel down the stairs. One step, one step, twenty pieces of steel naturally alternated and provided a foothold.
At first, Sophie N behind her back was annoying, but she accepted it.
The passenger's name is "Sopienne Yekater Augus von Geoffreyne". It's not anyone else, it's a royal family. Such a noble blood deserves my back…
It was because I forced myself to think such a thing.
"...."
Sofien has been silent since earlier. Maybe I'm just playing my own game.
"...temperature."
Just in time, Sofien murmured. She put her body a little more on my back.
"Are you all right?"
"...It's worth adjusting to."
Sophien's potential is the strongest in the world, but it's still just a pupa. Judging from its peculiar boredom and laziness, flowering is still a long way off. Even all she ate in this snow globe was ice cream and water.
"It's because you've been lazy in training."
"...."
"Mana power, if you've been faithful to training, if you've been cold…"
"Okay, close your mouth."
"...Kayron."
I called Keiron instead of Sophie. Keiron was following Sofien's back.
"Are you all right?"
There's only one person who can cover it with Sulwhaseol. Cayron has no choice but to stand by himself.
"It's okay."
Keiron replied that way.
I believed him, too.
"Don't miss it and follow me."
"...אח בשבילך."
Then Sophien recited the words and the words. Her syllables became a warm fire and clung to Keiron.
"Your Majesty."
"I will not tolerate failure."
At the Emperor's command, Keiron simply nodded. A rare smile lay around the mouth.
* * *
Tick-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-tock-
The second hand that rings regularly in the silent audience. The sound of falling over the manuscript paper.
Eprin reads Sylvia's novel, and Sylvia keeps an eye on her.
Ethnic, Gindalp and Rogerio are also watching the two with interesting faces.
Gulp—
Sylvia was rather nervous.
I pretended I didn't want to show you, but I wrote it to show you in the first place.
"...."
Sylvia's only two hobbies, writing and painting. Among them, a novel that is especially devoted these days.
Gaze: Blue eyes.
She looked through Ephrine's facial expression.
"...."
At one point, Eprin looked up.
Did he read it all? Or is it not fun?
As I waited with sweat on my hands for appreciation, he said.
"Silvia, you're a good writer, aren't you?"
"...."
It was a compliment. It was quite a long time ago, but I tried to stay calm. Sylvia looked at Eprin with a hard face.
He grinned as he fiddled with the manuscript.
"This is fun. Don't you have the next episode?"
"I haven't finished it yet."
"Oh really? I can't wait to see the next episode."
Sylvia intentionally tucked her chin in. I tried not to show any expression.
"So you, are you publishing this?"
I only nodded at the question. Eprin opened her eyes wide and admired.
"Wow, I'll make sure to buy it and watch it later."
"...whatever you want."
"Come on!"
Then Gindalp stepped out. Eprin looked back at him.
Longdalf said with a grin.
"If the call is over, let's go in earnest. Hey, collar?"
Then Carla and Jackal looked this way. Eprin was slightly surprised.
Maybe he's been pretending he doesn't know?
"Sorry for the late start. I ask this guy to train me."
"...I think it's just four times."
"Draw."
A nodding collar laid her hand on the robe. He took off the hood at an angle and revealed his eyes. It was a red-floating ma'an.The moment I looked into his eyes.
Ephrine's consciousness sank into the abyss.
She really fainted without saying a word.
"...."
Sylvia looked at Eprin, who was sprawled out, as if she were dumbfounded. I just called a passing employee and ordered a menu.
Like that, in three minutes.
"Ugh!"
Eprin is awake.
"Wow! Wow! What is it? I almost died!"
Then he seized Gindalp by the collar in a seizure. Gindalp chuckled, and Eprin faltered his trembling hand down.
"How was it?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I was so surprised. But what, what was it? a lot-"
"It's mental training. I asked Bboa Carla for a favor. You only have four chances.
"Three more times…"
Ephrine put her hand on the heart. Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom.
"Effrine, your mentality isn't bad. There's just no system yet."
Then said Rogerio.
"The easiest way to build a system is to build your own 'mental guardian' in your head."
"System?"
"Draw. Think of the most reliable object in your head. You don't have to be human. It could be a female deer, it could be a male lion, it doesn't matter if it's a dragon. If you make it so just once, the golden horse will fight for you."
Ephrine, who had been listening absentmindedly, nodded.
a spiritual guardian
Right now, there was only one person in her mind.
"Yes, I'll try."
"So you know, hey Sylvia. You want to join me?"
Sylvia shook her head at Rogerio's question.
"I'm good enough."
"...Draw? What, then, Carla?"
"Oh, but wait, I'm still ready…"
Eprin waved her hands while concentrating. But Carla was not.
"Yes."
"Gulp-!"
"...."
With a nod, Carla stared at Eprin again, who fell back into the abyss, and Sylvia received the food she ordered.
"Manaston Ross Chicken."
The menu is Manaston-Ross Chicken.
It's the worst kind of food, like a little soft stone fried chicken with mana stone powder, but it has nothing to do with her taste buds.
Rather, it is the best food. Diet is also important to be a wizard.
"...but do you eat it?"
Rogerio looked at Sylvia with a scathing face.
"Don't do that. Of course magic is important, but such food is not human food."
"Never mind."
Sylvia replied a little coldly. Rosério was embarrassed by how much he had changed from the time we met on the island of Buyeo, and Ednik smiled bitterly.
"Berreaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Eprin awoke with a strange scream.
Fluttering-
Just in time, the door of the guest opens, and the new guest looks to the side where a sudden scream is heard.
"Huh? What's this, Ephrine? Old man Gindalf, too.
Yeriel of Eucline.
She tilted her head as she looked around the famous wizards gathered around Ephryn.
* * *
Desculane groped for darkness and advanced. Sophienne had many thoughts on his back. We analyzed the convection of mana power and identified the time difference.
The reason for the time difference is this basement. A huge wave of mana power flows from bottom to top.
"...I don't know."
This understanding of the phenomenon was clear. Sophienne's insights were always accurate.
However, the question remained.
I've always wondered.
"Why are you… "
The value of death was infinitely light for her.
But Desculane, to be exact, said Desculane in the previous episode to himself.
From now on… don't take your own life no matter what.
I know Keiron's heart, but I still don't know as much as I do in Desculane. He died without explaining the meaning of the sentence to himself."Why are you packing rain dekyul not let die."
"...."
"Jim's memory is intuitive. Even if I go back to the past, I am confident that all events will be put together properly."
That's right.
Desculane moved his legs. The silence was frustrating, and Sophien punched him in the back.
The answer came out like a vending machine.
"Your Majesty, do you know why the giant disappeared?"
It was a classic tale.
Sophienne answered unconsciously. Because she had almost all the history of the continent in her head.
"Because death was deficient…"
That understood the implications of Desculane. Sofien glared at the wide back with eyes of disgust.
"Yes, there is a process called challenge in humans. Also, the driving force behind the challenge is death. Without death, man becomes vain. You know better than anyone else."
"...Hum, will you suddenly have a death that was not there just because you say so? You could kill yourself without knowing it."
"Then, I swear."
"What?"
Desculane suddenly uttered an oath. Sophienne was rarely surprised.
Having been with Desculane for decades, she knew.
That an oath means eternity to him.
No, it's more than that.
This tough guy's pledge will be constant, even if the timeline changes.
"I don't know what I mean to you. It could be just ordinary folk, a troublesome teaching wizard, or a member of a family called Eucline."
Sophienne saw the back of Desculane's head.
I wondered what kind of expression Professor Lee would look like, but I couldn't see it.
"But if you disobey my will and take your own life."
"Deculane, shut up."
Sophienne seemed to know his next words.
Desculane, too, recited what he expected.
"I'll do the same."
"...be cheeky. You don't know the moment of regression."
"Do you think I don't know? I probably know you better than you do."
At that time, the deculane reached the road surface. It had finally reached the bottom of this cliff.
But Desculane still carried Sofienne on his back, and Sofien was just unhappy with what Desculane said.
Know Jim better than Jim. That's very much a conspiracy statement.
"Deculane, I'd like to ask your Majesty."
At that moment, the voice coming from behind my back. Sofien looked back there.
Keiron's whole body was already frozen.
"Your Majesty, God will not be late."
"...Kayron."
"You know. I'm not going to die. Perhaps, this moment is an important moment for me. I've been at a standstill…"
Finally, Keiron became a statue. It froze hard, winding in extreme cold temperatures.
"...don't be late."
Desculane didn't look back at him. Sofien also believed him.
The two just moved forward.
Believing in such a distant destination, through this cold darkness.
I reached the end of the freezing cold.
—...I knew I'd be back.
A voice that gives Sophien a little shock.
The magnificent vibration signals the arrival.
"...."
Sophienne looked up at him. It was snow as big as a lake. The snow shone on Sofien.
It was a giant.
—The aisle is here.
Giant's mana power built a passageway. It was an oval portal.
—Kids, go ahead.
Desculane went into it. He couldn't afford to talk to a giant.
Whoosh-
A small wave of mana power, a dazzling swarm of lights that color the retina.
Since then, it has been Sofien's bedroom.
"...."
The snow globe was placed on the table, and Sophien was still on Desculane's back. Desculane recognized the [Quest Clear] notification rising in the air."...Deculane."
"You have this snow globe. Wait for Lord Keiron to come out on his own."
Sophienne saw a snow globe. For some reason, I felt miserable.
...that's terrible.
It's been a while since I felt that way.
"Your Majesty, there is no perfect man in this world. And because there is no death, he is more imperfect than any other human being."
"...."
Desculane laid Sophie on the bed. Her frozen body didn't move properly.
"The first start is to admit it. Admitting deficiency and accepting loss."
"...."
"Your Majesty is a human being. Same as us."
After saying that, I even covered him with a blanket. Sofienne, whose face was just sticking out, looked at Desculane with narrow eyes.
"I'll be on my way."
"...do you mind if I don't rest?"
"Yes."
The nodding Desculane turned his back.
To him who was about to leave, Sophien added one more word.
"Professor."
"Yes."
"Jim doesn't know human relations."
"Of course, I'm your majesty. I understand."
"Do you love Jim?"
"...."
Desculane did not answer. Sophienne felt awkward in the silence. So I corrected it quickly.
"If not, that's fine."
"Yes."
Desculane went out like that, but Sophienne doubted why.
However, he soon erased it and stared at the snow globe.
"...Kayron."
There's the most loyal knight in the world.
He said he would come out on his own, and Sophiene believed him.
"I'll be waiting."
* * *
Deculane did not show up until burial, burial of the coffin with worship, and reporting the dead to the Knight's Hall.
"You're so cold and mean. The professor said,
"Ugh. But he came and went. It's just… "
"Shining face is Eucline's face."
Frenheim's various articles raged against Desculane. The cause of Veron's death was the "collapse with murder while escorting Desculane."
Yuli's day after learning the truth of Veron was h**l. Every day was a pit.
"...."
Yuli hasn't said anything in the meantime. There was no reply from the knights.
"But we fought together. That's enough. Veron would want that, too."
However, that very moment was the critical point.
Biting her teeth, she left her subordinates in the car. As soon as I plugged in the car key, I grabbed the handle.
"Oh, sir! Where are you going?"
"Leader!"
Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
An old car that roars forward like a beast.
Arrived by driving this fragile old horse himself, Eucline's mansion.
"...where are you now, professor?"
Yuli asked the guard of the tightly closed porch. The guards did not answer.
"Where are you?"
It didn't change even if I asked it many times. Yuli nodded as if she knew. Then he stood by the guard.
"...."
She intended to wait recklessly.
Until Deculane comes.
Crack… Crack… Crack…
It's raining.
The cold wind shakes the hem of the clothes.
The drizzle on the shoulder slowly thickens.
My hair gets wet, and rainwater runs down the road to the tip of my chin.
Nevertheless, Yuli remains the same.
She still waits for Desculane at Eucline's porch.
"...."
As if to announce the end of the wait.
A car approaches in the distance. through the heavy rain pouring like a shower
Squeak-
The wheels stop on the road where the rain is stagnant. Yuli stares at the body.
Soon the car door opens and the deculane drops.
He doesn't need an umbrella. Rainwater cannot pass through his "pyeondong".
Step, step.
Step, step.
He glanced at himself as he approached the rain. The gaze was cold. It was an eye for tools that were of great utility.
"Uly, I would have said the escort mission was over."
Desculane's tone is harsh.
The image of the past that once a smile on the moon would be enough for you is now gone.
"...Professor."
Yuri bit her teeth. I looked up at the deculane through my wet, shaky hair.
"I heard everything."
"What."
"What the professor said to Eusepin…"
"Did you have a hobby of eavesdropping?"
Desculane looked genuinely scornful. Yuli felt a pain penetrating her heart.
He said so.
"You're getting uglier and uglier."
"...."
Emotions subsided in Yuli's eyes. Despicable eyes of Desculane illuminated the empty eyes.
"Really… "
I'm finished now.
That's what Yuri thought so.
There was no excuse.
"Was it all an act and a mask?"
A hard-pressed voice. I hope not, the last and last.
At the trembling question, Desculane twisted his lips.
"It was arrogant of you to think I'd change. Don't you think so?"
"...ah."
Yuli opened her mouth halfway.
The words I was going to say, the questions I had prepared, wandered in my head and disappeared.
I laughed in vain without realizing it.
"Ha. As expected, you…"
I clasped my fists. Anger rose from the heart.
No, I was so stupid to believe him all this time.
He's a deculane. It's Deculane, not anyone else. More abominable than anyone, more vicious than anyone…
"I'll let the public know! How Veron died! Why I had to die to you!"
Then Desculane's forehead was frowned upon.
It was just a moment. He twisted his mouth in a derisive manner.
"You'll regret it."
"It's not going to happen.
"...."
"Hey, I've always believed in you, and I'm such a jerk."
Rainwater flowed around Yuli's eyes. No one would know whether it was tears or rain.
Desculane gazed at her like that.
"Okay. Then, you can look forward to it."
Then he nodded with a cool expressionless face.
Desculane passed her into the mansion. Yuri glared at his back as he moved away.
Shoot… shoot…
The pouring rain knocked all over the body. It was a rainy season that covered this world. In the mist that splashed like debris, Yuli stood for a long time.
"Please leave now. It's your name."
Then said Len, the secretary who approached. Yuri turned around without answering.
"...."
My heart beat with a throbbing throb, but the pain was fine.
This was tolerable.
No, it was manageable…
* * *
Dawn when darkness encroaches upon the earth.
Thanks to the endless rainy season, the sound of nature is colorful.
Thick-toot-toot-toot-toot-toot.
Raindrops that fall on leaves, raindrops that fall and break on the road, raindrops that flutter in the wind... all of those rhymes are different.I'm looking into the fables, distinguishing the rhythm with the five senses of Iron Man.
"Understanding: 43.1%"
The understanding of the fossil was progressing rapidly progressed. Now the rest of the time would be about half a year.
For half a year, I…
I'm all set, sir.
Youssephin's voice echoing somewhere. I saw a crystal ball on one side of the room.
Just tell me when to start. The Knights will be destroyed immediately.
"...I see."
—Thank you, my husband.
"I'm not your husband anymore."
—Hoot.
The communication was cut off with that smile. The more I thought about it, the more crazy I was a sociopath.
"...."
I saw the darkness outside the window.
Now, the Knights of Frenheim will collapse. And Yuli will return to her hometown, Prheiden. That's where you'll hate Desculane. I will hate it more than anyone else.
That's how…
[Independent Quest: Eternal Winter]
Eternal winter.
This is a Ulyman independent scenario. The Royal Way of the Exemplary, where she may not die.
I closed my eyes quietly.
I had just been in the extreme cold and had questions and answers with a giant, but it was even more painful to let go of Yuli.
But it was bearable enough.
I got 'mental power' for disassembling the ghost's s*x. Of course, it was only +1, but it should not have underestimated one of the mental forces already added to the power beyond humans.
To paraphrase, a cup already full can overflow with just one drop.
If we get just one more mental strength here, wouldn't we be able to hold out even once for Sophie N's return?
[ Rare Properties Catalog ]
Therefore, this rare characteristic catalog was now a concern.
No, I twisted the flow of thought like that.
For now, the most noticeable characteristic is "strongness." It is simply a characteristic that boosts mental and endurance.
I don't know if this will elevate my mind, or acquire other helpful traits…
We still need more time.
It's silly to waste money as soon as you get a reward.
then
—Hey.
Another voice called me. This time it was Lee Helm.
—Are you listening?
It was a crystal ball handed out by Chairman Adrine, saying, "Communicate with each other and compete in good faith."
—I saw something a little strange on the floating island. Hey, why don't you tell me?
I held the bead in my hand.
"I'm listening."
—Oh, yeah.
Lee Helm laughed and continued. I don't know what's funny.
—There were leaves on the rich island.
"It's not surprising that a magician goes to the island of Buyeo."
—No, there's something else that's interesting. His dream was to have a decaylen.
"...."
Then, the moon just came up. It was a full moon covered by dark clouds. The gentle moonlight penetrated through the window.
— In fact, me, too. I saw the decaylen on the island of ghosts. It looks like Decaylen hasn't given up on the leaves. What do you think, Desculane?
Decaylen.
Just as Yuli's independent quest is "Eternal Winter," Desculane's independent quest is "Family."
That is, decaylen.
Therefore, I still have work to do.
Also, I haven't given up yet.
Although the time was running out now and Yuli was released, Quest Clear's route was 'must be' more than one.
"It's Decaylen…"
I got up from the chair and looked around.
Neatly organized, but only one subject—pharmacology—a collection of nearly all grass roots, herbs, and elixir in the world.
My own way to heal her curse.
"...will not lose."No matter which one you sacrifice or what time it takes.
I must…
—LOL. Yeah? Don't you lose? Neither do I. So, uh, the decaylen–
"I'm hanging up."
—What? Hey, we're almost done competing for chairman of the board, why don't you cooperate?
"We're going up to Floating Island soon."
I lost contact with him.
Lee Helm's help is enough, but there is no reason to abandon him who is helping.
"...it's gonna be pretty busy."
I put on my outer clothes again.
* * *
Yeriel offered Eprin a training spot. It was Mana Diplojeon, a famous hotel on Buyeo Island.
The higher the height, the greater the concentration of the mana power, the better place to perform any magic. Among them, the highest floor was replaced by the name of U-Kline.
"Ugh..."
Sylvia, Rosério, and Gindalf are eating at a hotel restaurant.
Eprin is still working on mental training.
It was too difficult for her.
It's better to use a mana power, but the power of mind is completely different.
"It's not working?"
Jeriel, who was reading on the sofa, asked. Ephryn replied with a deep sigh.
"Yes… it is."
It's already been stuck for three days. Like constipation.
Carla was supposed to come back in two days.
"What kind of great defense mechanism are you trying to create? Why don't you put a magic wand in your head?
Jeriel closed the book saying so. Eprin smiled bitterly.
The protection mechanism of the mentality she is now trying to construct.
He's not my favorite person, but he's rather complicated enough to be hated, but he's still the most reliable.
The person who said confidently, "He's proof of reality," – it wasn't easy to implement Desculine.
"Don't tell me."
Then suddenly, Yeriel hardened her face. Eprin was greatly embarrassed.
He's the professor's brother, so he's quick-witted.
"You didn't think of a demon wizard like Demacan, did you?"
"...what? Oh, of course."
Ephrine swallowed a sigh of relief and answered.
"I've never even met him."
"Really? Then. Try something like a lion. Dragons are too complicated."
Jeriel took out another book. It was also a magic book this time. The only purpose of Jeriel, who took a short leave of absence from the Lord's work, was magic.
Learning magic secretly from Desculane. I don't think it'll matter if I get caught, but it's awkward if it's in his ear.
"Oh, that's how they learn these days… "
Yeriel scrolled through Eprin's major books.
It was really fun. Much more than an amusement park.
"Whoo… "
Eprin, on the other hand, soothed himself with a sigh.
But I kept thinking of Longdalf's words.
Try as calmly as you can, but it's better to get it done as quickly as possible. Decaylen is a dead man, a lion. Ghosts remember people they met once. I don't know when I'll be back.
We don't know when Decaylen will come back.
Strangely, what the h**l does he want from me? The family of Eucline, Professor Desculane is more suitable than me.
"Whoo..."
Eprin closed her eyes again. I started to think of a system of mental strength.
Gulp–!
At that time, the door of the hotel opened. Ephryn and Yeriel looked back there without thinking much. At first, I thought Rogerio and Gindalp were back.
It wasn't.
"Oh! Oppa?"
"...!"
Desculane. He was with Ehelm.
Yeriel with a frightened face sat right down. Gulp – Swallowing and looking at Desculane.
Desculane called her name.
"Yeriel."
"Why, why, why! I'm here to study magic, too! Do I have to get permission for that, too?!"Jeriel, who had his feet numb, first showed aggressive attitude, but Desculane only responded with a single word.
"Go out for a while."
"...Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah."
Then, it means I'm not the target of Desculane. Nodding, Jeriel walked out.
To Ephrine, who is alone, Desculane said.
"Eprin."
"What? What's wrong with you?"
"It's a private class."
"...ah?"
Apparently, Desculane came to hear from Decaylene. Eprin replied, scratching his back neck.
"I know how. To make that spiritual guardian–"
"No. Now, Decaylen appears as a medium of 'unconsciousness'. So I'll bury a magic crew in your unconsciousness."
Eprin's dream, the implantation of a "protective magic" directly into his unconscious mind.
Desculane was inspired by a movie that he once saw. He also rented a "horse engineering brainwave explorer" from the tower for the work.
"Get ready. I'll use this machine."
"Aha, then you know…"
Eprin, who was agonizing with her finger on her mouth for a moment, asked.
"...can I install my "mental guardian" unconsciously?"
"It doesn't matter if you can."
Ephrine nodded at Desculane's answer.
"Then, Professor."
Desculane was busy fiddling with this and that. The use of a "horse engineering brainwave explorer" required a number of preparations.
"Please put me to sleep, professor."
At that moment, Desculane's hand stopped.
"...."
His head twisted and turned. The sharp eyes looked at Ephrine. He looked as if he didn't know the meaning of the word.
"Pfft-!"
Lee Helm, who was watching from the side, burst into laughter.
In that strange situation, Eprin added a word.
"And come out in my dreams… all the time."
"Hahahaha-!"
This Helm made a bigger laugh, and the w
Lee Helm, who was watching from the side, burst into laughter.
In that strange situation, Eprin added a word.
"And come out in my dreams… all the time."
"Hahahaha-!"
This Helm made a bigger laugh, and the wind from the ceiling of the hotel buzzed–! It was threatening. It was a fierce gale.
"...."
"Why, why do you see it like that… " Oh! Don't get me wrong. What this means is… "…
However, Desculane's gaze was still fixed on Iphrine.
* * *
Meanwhile, Sofienne, who woke up early in the morning, immediately checked the snow globe.
The interior view of the snow globe was as plain as usual. There was no change.
"When will it come out? This knight."
Sofien still lacked resistance to the cold. So I couldn't get back in here.
It's just, I believe what Keiron says and I wait.
Knock knock.
The knocking sound.
This was an order issued by Sophie N last night.
It's a bit of a hassle when the situation comes, but I can't help it if I want to avoid Desculane's nagging.
"Come on in."
Then the door opens, and the men approaching give Sophie a nod.
They gave her a newspaper.
"Your Majesty, it's the beginning of a day's work."
It's the beginning of the day.-
At that moment, the servant's voice was distorted and Sophien's space was reversed.
From a fancy bedroom to a grotesque ruins.
"...."
Sophienne looked around calmly.
A space full of cobwebs and evil energy.
In this strange ruins, the voice of a servant echoes like an echo.
It's the beginning of a day's work – it's the beginning of a day's work – it's the beginning of a day's work…
But the lingering scent disappears, the very next moment.
"...Your Majesty?"
Sophienne found herself in the palace again.
"Well, yeah."
Sofien asked again calmly.
"Did you see Jim?"
"What?"
"Just now, was Jim still here?"
"Yes...? Yes, Your Majesty has been standing here all along."
"...then, he's a demon."
"What?"
It was a smell that I experienced one day. a pungent and eerie aura of evil
Naturally, she was about to say 'Call Desculane-' but stood firm.
I felt pressured for no reason."Hmm… "
If he really loves Jim, he'll misunderstand it in itself.
He may have the cheeky idea of "The only shoulder Your Majesty can lean on in the absence of Keiron."
"...my goodness."
It is easy to understand the existential world and the mana power world, or the Samramansang and its phenomena, but human relationships are chaos and madness.
Even if Desculane doesn't love Jim, he needs to pay a little attention if there's a risk of it…
"This time, let's find answers for ourselves."
Not laziness and boredom, but by the power of luggage.
Sophienne smiled at the king, so frowned upon.