#688. What are you doing?
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Sreuk.
slow.
The sword moves.
No moving feet.
without falling off the floor.
As if gliding slowly.
but constantly.
The continued movement is transmitted to the top of the legs and changes the balance of the body.
The twist in the balance creates a strange optical illusion that the sword, which is clearly moving, seems to have stopped in place.
moving but not moving.
At the end of continuing the quiet sword path.
The moment she finally stopped moving, she let out white breath as she wrapped her sword in the scabbard.
he raised his hand
mate mate mate.
never fuss.
But with enough sincerity.
After clapping their hands a few times, they open their mouths.
“It’s amazing that you’ve only taught me once, but you’ve gone beyond swordsmanship and realized the truth of Jung Jung-dong.”
But even with that praise, she wasn’t happy.
It seems unexpected.
I just tilt my head slightly.
“…Is it great?”
“Do you think I gave you a compliment you didn’t mean?”
“It’s not like that… but other people do it easily.”
“You are not wrong.”
he chuckled.
The age of this hero.
This is where geniuses like Kira Castle from all over the world gather.
In particular, this level is common among those who are recognized for their talents and receive his teachings.
with only bare hands.
or dreaming
Or, especially compared to the crazy talents who practiced shooting more than cutting but still mastered swordsmanship.
Nonetheless, he insisted.
“There is no need to underestimate yourself.”
“…Is that an underestimation?”
“okay. Your talent is second to none of the disciples I have raised so far.”
After talking for a while.
A look toward her face.
“Especially the senses you are born with.”
at a young age.
with only twigs
Even if you’ve never trained before.
The girl tilts her head the other way at his words praising her talent for catching wolves.
“But my talent is not the right one.”
“Hmm. Have you ever heard anything about your background?”
nodding
A girl nodding her head.
To her who persevered as if she was just answering a question rather than telling a story.
he said calmly.
“From now on, just ignore that kind of talk.”
“Ignore?”
Ever since I brought this girl.
I was expecting something like this to happen.
In the secular world, it may be called a heaven outside the world or a world outside the outside world, but this is also a place where people live, and there have been many unreasonable resentments and envy.
More considering the girl’s idiosyncrasies.
Even so, the reason why he didn’t take action wasn’t just because it was a process that his disciples would have to go through anyway.
It wasn’t necessary.
“Proud people do not invent false gossip. Rather, it is like small people who try to put others down like themselves because they are lacking themselves.”
“…is that so?”
“okay. So there is no need to attach meaning to the lies of those who will eventually be weeded out.”
“Even though it’s true that I have the same blood as the members of the Seven Dragons?”
“Do you think so?”
As an expert who knows more about the Seven Dragons than anyone else.
shed a bloody laugh
he asked.
“What do you think is the criterion that distinguishes the members of the Seven Dragons from ordinary people?”
“Isn’t dragon blood flowing?”
“Sorry, but no. If you go all the way to our distant ancestors, most of the present human beings have blood mixed with the members of the Seven Dragons.”
“So you’re born with psionics?”
“Not necessarily. There are some people in the Seven Dragons who have learned martial arts and have learned psionics, albeit by birth.”
“…”
“Whether it’s the Seven Dragons or not, the important thing to distinguish people is not birth or race.”
Raise your hand lightly.
spread three fingers
Fold them one by one and connect the words.
“What did you do?”
“What can I do?”
“How did you decide to live?”
“…”
“That’s why I’m fighting the Seven Dragons.”
The reason why the Seven Dragons Society is called the Demonic Cult is because it regards the era when everything was divided according to birth as a utopia and is trying to restore it by force.
If anyone has the same intention as them or helps them by being bribed with money, they become members of the Seven Dragons.
If you give up that will, there is no reason to fight even with the princess, taking an extreme example from the family of the Seven Dragons.
Even speaking to myself.
He smiled bitterly.
Unless at least something like the creation of heaven and earth happens.
Because it was absolutely impossible for the Seven Dragons to give up world domination.
“So Asha, don’t deny your talent.”
for the same reason.
he comforted the girl
Coveted the power and talent of the Seven Dragons.
The foundation of the imperial family centered on the children born by Ivan the Great and Princess Silver Dragon.
In order to keep the blood even a little thicker, after hundreds of years of incest, all sorts of diseases and disorders appeared.
He didn’t really like the Russian royal family that much.
To protect the imperial power.
Or to keep the silver dragon clan in check.
It was just a relationship using each other.
But even among the Russian imperial family, there were those who had personal acquaintances.
…just like this girl’s parents.
So there is no need for her to deny her lineage either.
speak calmly
He stretched out a hand.
Then, to be precise, he swept the bandage that was wrapped over the girl’s cheek.
“You can take off this bandage too.”
There is no need to cover up your pretty eyes to hide the evidence that symbolizes your lineage.
Hear his comforting words.
After a long silence.
she opened her mouth.
“I know what you mean, but I won’t remove the bandages.”
“…why?”
“I don’t need it.”
“…”
“More than anything…”
As a result of repeated incest, she was born with a psionic power stronger than any member of the silver dragon clan except for the princess.
In return, the princess had only had very dim eyesight since she was born.
and in the distant future.
get the gear nose sword.
The girl who will be called Swordsman.
I just learned it, so I said it politely, even if it was in an awkward language.
“The girl is Master’s disciple now.”
* * *
‘…Was it a dream?’
open your closed eyes
When I checked the dark ceiling.
The first thing Lin felt was confusion.
vague rather than vivid.
That’s why the dream is even more bitter.
The memory of the last student he tried hard not to recall was complicating Rin’s feelings as he had just woken up.
So it was.
Why did Rin’s voice sound a bit heavy?
“What are you doing?”
The reason Rin opened her eyes in the middle of the night.
sky-high attire.
Jewelry such as bracelets and anklets.
And even snow-white hair.
The white-haired girl who appeared in Rin’s cell with a characteristic appearance that was difficult to recognize without looking at it said bluntly.
“Don’t ask for obvious things. I have good news and I have come to tell you right away. I am ashamed to say such things.”
“good news?”
“I persuaded the Holy League. Mission accomplished.”
“…You’re faster than I thought.”
“That’s right. It was fast. All of these are the results of my hard work.”
Of course, it wasn’t easy.
Is it because it is in touch with providence?
Or maybe it’s because I’ve lived so long.
For those who are old-fashioned and hard-headed, gods are second only to the spirits.
But to persuade not just one or two, but hundreds of thousands of gods to cooperate.
It was a task that was at the level of attacking an impregnable fortress, even for the priest of the Holy League or the princess of the White Dragon clan.
So maybe a few months.
At worst, I was prepared for failure.
Ainsha’s credit for concluding this negotiation in just a few days was truly remarkable.
So, in a spirited manner.
The white-haired girl moved on.
“So Rin.”
I’m going to go to the middle of the day.
come up to the bed
A face that was always expressionless.
It was dyed red with strange heat.
Vomiting from those pink lips was a shy but clear whisper.
“…I will reward you for your hard work.”
Like a female cat in heat, coming up to her mate and wrapping her tail around her neck.
To the clear and transparent eyes like marbles.
holding a faint longing
with a messy look.
approached slowly.
The white-haired girl slowly put her lips on Rin’s.
chin!
No, I was trying to overlap.
Before those pink lips touch.
If only Rin hadn’t squeezed her neck.
“Once you have told me all the good news, now answer my questions.”
Contrary to the flirtatious white-haired girl.
With cool golden eyes that couldn’t find the slightest heat.
looking straight at her
Rin asked in a cold voice.
“What are you doing, crazy princess?”
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“…?”
dead pan.
slightly tilted head.
To the light blinking eyes.
The white-haired girl asked in a daze, as if not understanding the reason for such a sudden statement.
“I want to know why you are looking for Yekatrice all of a sudden.”
However, even while looking at the same girl as usual, Rin did not raise an eyebrow.
I just had colder eyes.
“If you’re going to pretend, stop. I’m not an idiot who doesn’t even recognize my bride.”
and.
short silence.
It seems like he won’t let you go if you talk nonsense.
Adding strength to the hand holding his neck enough to make a thunderous sound.
At the end of staring at Rin, who exudes vigor as sharp as a blade.
“Huh.”
―With a grin.
twist those lips
A girl with a happy smile on her expressionless face just a moment ago.
“As expected, my sister is great. This time, I imitated it exactly the same, but I can see through it at a glance.”
“Why did you do this?”
After all, it’s worth entrusting my brother.
The white-haired girl muttered contentedly for some reason.
No, with the same face as that girl.
Even the same outfit isn’t enough.
Color of hair and eyes.
to the small chest.
as if copied.
A perfect disguise that is only possible because she has been watching Ainsha for the rest of her life, having accomplished the white-faced shellfish style with her genius intelligence.
Yekathrice, who had crawled into Rin’s bed, giggled at the question.
“Why are you like this, my sister is asking very obvious things.”
“Is it obvious?”
“huh.”
East and West.
any country in the world.
The reason why a woman secretly visits someone else’s bed is to be assassinated or not, isn’t it?
You say it as if it were natural.
Yekathrice chuckled.
“Of course I came to attack my sister secretly.”
“….”
“In that sense, why don’t you let this go soon? If you strangle her like this, it will be hard to attack her.”
“…”
“Ah, of course, if unnie likes SM play, I’m welcome. I like stimulating things.”
Because it’s so absurd.
For a long time, I lost my words and was silent.
In the end, Rin frowned and opened her mouth to say something…
and threw her away.
『Seventy-two kinds of martial arts, three seasons,
seventy-two kinds of martial arts, three martial arts,
one-on-one fights
, white warfare rises』
Chow ah!
It happened in an instant.
Yekathrice, who was thrown to the other side of the room at once, flipped over in the air and reached out with one hand.
And the fact that the thin beams of light that cut through the place where she was a while ago gathered in the air and formed countless shapes.
sword spear ax mace etc.
In the midst of a weapon made of tangled threads that are invisible to the eye, it flashes in the air.
“Yekatrice.”
jerking off
Beyond the already split door.
A white-haired girl who came in slowly.
Ainsha asked with the most expressionless face in her life, looking at Yekathrice, who was on Lyn’s bed, looking exactly like herself.
“I want to know what you are doing to my husband here and now.”
