Solo Swordmaster Chapter 714

#714. promise, is.

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An ice mansion in the corner of a snowy field.

There was a group of people in front of him.

On the right are silver-haired warriors in traditional attire.

On the left are white-haired monks in plain clothes.

The stillness itself, unmoving even under the dark sky under the raging snowstorm.

It was like looking at a sculpture rather than a living person.

and their faces.

with one hand resting on his chin.

Squat over the snow.

A silver-haired girl looking up at the antenna towering above the dark sky of a blizzard.

Yekathrice murmured.

“Your brother and Ainsha are late…”

Why did you give up the order?

If he had known it would be like this, he would have taken advantage of Limon’s chance to dress him up and flirted with him a little more.

She groaned and immediately laughed.

‘I can’t stop it either.’

She is also a dragon descendant.

There is no monopoly desire.

Even now, thinking that Limon and Ainsha were alone made me feel nasty.

But on the contrary, when I thought that the two of them were having a hot time without their knowledge, I felt my heart pounding and excited.

‘It’s really fortunate that I went crazy beforehand.’

Growing up for a while.

Let’s turn our heads.

The one who entered the sideways eyes was a man.

Looking at Bachemensky, whose face had already turned red, even though he was wearing a thick winter coat unlike the others.

she said calmly.

“Brother, why don’t you just go in? It must have been difficult to broadcast all day.”

“This is fine.”

“okay?”

Yekathrice didn’t bother twice.

Because he was a Russian man.

Rather, it was Bachemensky who spoke to her.

“Thank you for giving me a chance, Grand Khan.”

“Thank you to my brother.”

‘Anyway, my brother is soft.’

Bachemensky’s method was a perfect gamble in that he expected the people’s voluntary cooperation.

The revolutionary army who responded to that wish was more so considering that the placenta was captured by the Gulag and then eaten by the Demon God.

By the way, I support Bachemensky.

Thinking of Limon’s actions that eventually convinced him to accept that method as well.

Yekathrice laughed.

‘I fell for him because he’s such an older brother.’

He does everything to protect humanity, but never abandons his faith in humanity until the very end.

It’s madness already.

It was a belief that even she, who had been betrayed several times over hundreds of years and never faltered, could only dare to say that she was crazy.

knowing that very well.

I like it enough to want to break it.

I long for it because it will never break.

You have no choice but to become addicted to loving yourself to the point of being broken.

Recalling the lover she loved, Ekatrice inadvertently pinched her cheek.

It was because she still couldn’t believe that she had become his bride and had to confirm it so often to accept that it was real.

Of course, it has not yet been officially recognized.

Enough happiness nonetheless.

To the pain of a little tingling cheek.

when she smiles

A chuckle was finally heard from the silently locked ice mansion.

Sabak.

“What are you doing so late brother? As a reward for making the bride wait…?”

laughing

Raise the body that was squatting.

while talking playfully.

Yekathrice hesitated.

Then, holding Limon’s hand, he blinked involuntarily at Ainsha, who followed him.

“…Ainsha? what is that?”

Bracelets, anklets, necklaces, earrings, etc.

Ornaments all over the body.

Long, sky-high clothes.

Even the veil that covers the face.

Seeing the white-haired girl, who was extraordinarily flashy than usual, Catherine tilted her head.

Even taking into account the characteristics of the White Dragon clan, where clothes and accessories are both weapons and fighting power, her current outfit was strangely overdone.

Ainsha did not answer.

Instead, he just directed his gaze behind Yekathrice.

“I’ll give you something Kana prepared.”

“Princess, excuse me for a moment.”

“huh? what?”

softly.

“…?”

A question mark floated above Yekathrice’s head.

It wasn’t just because of Kana’s sudden act of veiling herself.

Unlike Ainsha’s all-white veil, the strangely colorful veil woven with multi-colored threads made her stop.

“Please forgive me for the lack of time, as I was rushing through.”

Despite Tata’s polite apology from the side, Yekathrice did not respond.

Because I realized it too late.

That this is not just a veil.

According to the tradition of the Silver Dragon Clan, there was only one day to wear such a colorful veil.

If so, it means…

“Give me Yekathrice’s hand.”

startled

after turning your head.

Yekathrice hardened.

The figure of Limon approached right in front of me.

And Limon’s hand, which was reaching out to her, made her involuntarily swallow a dry spit.

“…Are you serious brother?”

“I’m as sincere as when I decided to hug you.”

“No, but…”

As if he couldn’t pinch his own cheek right away and wanted to ram his head into a rock.

It was Ainsha who urged the overbearing Yekatrice.

“Waste time moderately and get it quickly. Some people are waiting.”

“…huh.”

A face covered in cotton thread.

A blunt voice, as always.

However, at the words of the younger brother who yielded the order.

In the end, Yekathrice nodded blankly and hesitantly placed her hand on her lover’s.

Gratitude for the veil that covers her blushing face.

And…

Seruk.

on white fingers.

A silver ring is attached.

To her who stopped breathing when she saw the only ring in the world engraved with a dragon pattern on its silver surface, put on her ring finger.

Limon held out his hand.

and the veil of Yekathrice.

No, take off the veil.

He looked straight into her trembling eyes and kissed her lips quietly.

softly.

warm and

softly.

It was very light compared to the deep, hot, and intense kisses I had already experienced several times.

Even so, it took a while for Yekathrice to make her already red face even more red at that kiss that left such a deep aftertaste.

“Now it is my turn.”

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Yekathrice saw.

Limon turned his head.

On Ainsha’s pure white fingers.

Put on a platinum ring.

Raising the cotton thread and kissing it.

And Ainsha, who was always expressionless, blushing and smiling happily.

realized at the same time.

He must have had the same smile on his face as his younger brother.

clap clap clap!

“Congratulations, Princess!”

“The founder and all the gods of the pantheon will bless you three.”

Tatawa with a thrilled face.

Including the smiling Kana.

While the two clans lined up on the left and right congratulated with sincerity.

Limon quietly opened his mouth.

“I’m sorry for being short on time, but here you are my bride.”

“…huh.”

“…I know.”

“So Yekatrice Ainsha.”

Is it because the afterglow of the kiss remains?

Or is it because of the warmth transmitted from your fingers?

Holding the hands of the two girls side by side, nodding with the same red-hot faces.

Limon said seriously.

“―You must come back alive.”

It is okay to fail.

only what doesn’t die.

That alone is the last qualification they have to prove in order to become his bride.

Watching Limon speak calmly.

The two girls were silent.

Because I knew.

Why did he even give them a ring and say these things?

How dangerous it is to start from now.

…that this might be the last.

“Don’t worry brother.”

“Please come back safely. It is a promise.”

nevertheless.

finally smiled.

Limon smiled at the two priests who kissed each other on the cheek.

And…

“Everyone riding!”

With the direction of Yekathrice.

The light dragons, led by Kana, mounted their horses.

In the midst of the New Dragons, including Tata, riding behind them.

Ainsha, who got on the horse first, took Yekathrice’s hand and sat in the back seat, holding her waist with both hands.

“It’s an outing.”

Doo doo doo doo!

Is it to save time?

Or is it because I think there will be lingering feelings?

Until the two brides, who left without looking back as soon as they got on the horse, disappeared over the blizzard.

Limon, who was watching his back, asked quietly.

“I wouldn’t have had to stay. Are you really okay?”

“Because I can’t run away from here after asking others for courage.”

“He’s an older brother who won’t live long.”

After bowing his head to Limon, who smiled shyly.

Bachemensky went back into the ice mansion.

Thus, Limon, who was left alone in front of the mansion, took a brisk walk.

And when he arrived in the middle of the snowfield where he could see Gulag, from which the pillars of darkness had sprung up, he directed his hand to his waist.

Sureureung.

The burning fire is also extinguished.

Even in the freezing cold.

With a clear metallic sound, the sword that had been pulled out was hanging down at an angle.

Limon spread his senses.

wider wider wider.

After slashing the Constellation, the more sensitive senses are added to the already sensitive sword master’s five senses, covering the snowfield.

Of course, the heartbeats of tens of thousands of people lying unconscious in the Gulag.

down to that far-off basement.

feeling everything

Limon waited.

Until the snow layered on top of her white hair and the snow piled up from her ankles to her knees.

with eyes closed.

The moment when Limon, who had been silent without a slight movement, suddenly opened his eyes.

Kaaang!!!

The black light cuts through the air.

A sharp sound resounded.

The knife, which had been blown into the blizzard, bounced off.

widely!

“Huh, this one….”

As if he didn’t even expect it in the first place.

A clumsy cowboy who snatched up a knife that bounced off him.

Billy scratched the back of his head.

“The idea of keeping the demons busy so they can’t mess around until all the other gulags are destroyed is a great idea.”

Sabak.

with the sound of stepping on the snow.

Walking out of the blizzard is a brown-skinned monk who does not shiver even in the cold.

“Aren’t you too reckless to be the bait alone, Master?”

“You’ll know when you see it.”

Sword Gandhi at the front.

Sword and Billy in the rear.

Swordsman Adolph guarding the heart of the Demon God in Gulag.

And from the pillars of darkness to the tentacles that began to wriggle out.

Even while watching the three disciples and the Demon God who had completed their perfect posture.

Limon didn’t fret.

Because I knew from the beginning that the Demon God wouldn’t miss the chance to get rid of himself, the biggest obstacle to his own resurrection.

…to the point where he would prioritize himself even if he neglected all the other Gulags to be destroyed.

“come.”

So, after sending everyone away, the protector of mankind who provoked the demon by spreading his senses and signs.

With three sword masters.

against the drunk.

I aimed my sword.

―To catch Limon before all the Gulags are destroyed.

―To buy time until all the Gulags are destroyed.

Their struggle, which lasted for days and days, began like that.