#Side Story 20. Wolf howling at the moon (4)
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Sword Tower (劍塔).
After the death of the Geomje.
A sword sanctuary built by swordsmith Limon Asfelder solely to train sword masters.
It was no exaggeration to say that it was a symbol of the era of heroes where the Sword Master reigned supreme and the actual center of the world.
The reason Goryeo became the leader of the world was basically because it had a sword tower.
But it wasn’t like that from the beginning.
In fact, in the early days of the Age of Heroes, the Sword Tower was considered a place that only the world’s fools went to.
It was natural.
After Limon built the Sword Tower, the world’s greatest and most powerful knights knocked on the door of the Sword Tower with dreams of becoming a Sword Master.
In fact, no one whose name was engraved on the sword tower has appeared for hundreds of years.
Rather, only the Sword King and the Sword, who independently acquired the sword, fought against each other for hundreds of years and gained fame throughout the world.
Later, some people even appeared to criticize Limon for destroying equipment with vain hopes.
In fact, there were quite a few people who ended their lives swinging swords in sword towers even though they had the potential to become heroes.
That is why Limon silently accepted all criticism despite being an absolute ruler.
But just for one moment.
There was a person who overturned the position of Sword Tower.
That was the sword painter Joan of Arc, Limon’s greatest disciple, who engraved his name on the sword tower for the first time in history.
Of course, by receiving Limon’s teachings and becoming a sword master, he proved that the Sword Tower was not a meaningless place.
After defeating the Sword King, he stayed at the Sword Tower to teach and help Limon prevent all kinds of disasters, including the Spirit Rebellion.
Thanks to Geomhwa’s various activities, Geompa was able to go beyond being a mere symbol and become the actual center of the world.
In fact, from donations to talent reputation.
Everything in the Sword Tower changed several to dozens of times before and after she became the Sword Master.
That must have been why.
As time passes by.
The reason she was called this.
Assist the teacher, the guardian deity of mankind.
A hero who decided to dedicate his life to raising children and protecting humanity.
―She is the patron saint of the Sword Tower.
In fact, as a woman, she abandoned her own country and devoted herself to the Sword Tower and humanity for hundreds of years.
Of course, in some countries, including France, her prestige is higher than that of Limon.
There were even people who worshiped her.
That was why.
Right now at this moment.
The reason why Billy couldn’t help but make a strange expression.
“Did anything happen while I was away?”
“We have only accepted a few juniors who seem to have some qualifications.”
“That’s what you already know. “Anything else?”
“Uhm… I don’t know. “The King of Goryeo sent me several personal letters.”
“That’s not worth listening to. “If that’s the case, then you probably just wrote down a bunch of nonsense asking me to be your sire or conquer the world.”
“Yeah, that’s why I didn’t need to tell you.”
“Good job.”
“Hehe, I just did what I had to do as an instructor at Sword Tower.”
Contrary to what he said, he was quite happy about the compliment, looking at the platinum-haired beauty with a beautiful smile like a flower blooming.
I think without thinking.
The legendary sword master.
A noble saint who protected humanity.
And the wife who welcomed Jiabi.
Among them, what expression would best suit this peerless beauty?
“So, would you like to eat first? Or should we prepare the bath water first?”
“It’s okay for me. Please show your sister-in-law and the priest to the room where we can unpack.”
“Yes, teacher.”
…It was a question whose answer was decided from the beginning.
For a moment, he looked disappointed at Limon’s cold response.
He smiled, bowed politely, and waited, as if he was happy to be in charge of such a task.
In the end, Limon walked alone into the tower.
She remained motionless and slowly straightened her back long after he had completely disappeared from sight.
And…
boom!
One small seal.
Like a wild beast stalking its prey.
It clung to her slender waist.
Booby Jeok.
“enjoy. “It’s been a while since I was the alpha female.”
“Yes, it’s been a while. “How have you been, junior?”
“I had a good time.”
“Hehe, I’m glad you still look healthy.”
He smiled for a moment when he saw the Indian girl nuzzling her cheek like a kitten being affectionate to its mother cat it hadn’t seen in a long time.
The platinum-haired nun who was rummaging around in her arms took out a steamed potato and held it out to her.
“You were hungry after coming such a long way, right? “Here, have a potato.”
“….”
It was just a moment.
The running Suri, who had been rubbing her cheek in happiness just a moment ago, became stiff as if she had been hit by a bomb.
Joan of Arc, who was tilting her head when she saw her reaction, put her hand back into her bosom, as if she realized something belatedly.
“Oh, one isn’t enough, right? I knew that, but here….”
“Negative, negative, negative! One potato is enough. “If you eat too much, your body becomes heavy.”
“is that so?”
The corner of his eyes drooped as he accepted the steamed potatoes, as if he had taken over the crops that were difficult to manage at his parents’ house.
Suri shakes his head furiously when he sees her trying to take out potatoes again.
Joan of Arc looked a little worried as she looked her up and down.
“Hmm, junior, I think you should eat a little more and grow up.”
“I’m all grown up. “A great saint.”
“is that so…?”
Snooping around.
Looking at Samae, who is healthy and strong as a sword master, but is very small and petite for her age.
The saintess, who was so tall and slender that even the nun’s clothes, which were supposed to be neat, felt seductive, tilted her head.
For some reason.
I don’t know why, but the running repair felt very unreasonable and made a grumpy expression.
“Hehehe. “Samae is past the age of sucking my milk.”
“…?!”
Bang bang!
Perhaps it was because it was a shameful memory for Suri, who had grown up like an animal and had no sense of shame.
He smiled for a moment as he saw the girl pounding on him with her cute fist.
Suddenly.
She turned her head.
And the grumpy cowboy, who still had a nervous expression on his face, smiled brightly.
“You are Billy, your new student, are you?”
“Uh… do you know anything about me?”
“It was written several times in the letters my teacher sent me that I was an idiot with an average personality but great talent.”
“…Is that a compliment?”
“Of course. “It is very rare for teachers to recognize talent.”
Even in the Sword Tower, where the world’s greatest talents are gathered, only a handful of people have received direct instruction from Limon.
Moreover, the fact that Limon forced him to become his disciple because he felt sorry for his talent is proof of how great his talent is.
After hearing what Joan of Arc said with a grin, Billy scratched the back of his head.
Even for someone so shameless, it was a bit embarrassing to hear praise to his face like this.
That’s why Billy cleared his throat and opened his mouth.
“Huh, honestly, it’s unexpected.”
“Are you saying that your talent was recognized by the teacher?”
“No, other than that, the person to whom Master regularly sent spirit mail was the Great Regent.”
“…Is that something you would say is unexpected?”
It’s like he doesn’t understand.
She tilted her head slightly.
Billy answered with a shrug.
“It’s unexpected. “I thought you might have a secret lover because you care so much about me.”
Uddangtang!
It was that moment.
The loud noise rings again.
The hem of the nun’s clothes turned over.
Steamed potatoes and raw potatoes were flying in the air.
For a moment, I made an expression of bewilderment upon seeing the sight, which resembled a deer that had been hit by Santa Claus’ snow sleigh as it passed by.
Billy, who came to his senses only late, asked Joan of Arc, who was struggling among the potatoes.
“…The Ambassador? “Why are you doing this?”
“Oh, my foot slipped for a moment.”
“Is it possible for your feet to slip even if you are standing still in the same place…?”
“I actually fall down quite often.”
Joan of Arc made a very desperate excuse as she picked up the potatoes to Billy, who had a very suspicious expression on his face.
All of your senses are geared towards when you are holding the sword.
On the other hand, when you let go of the sword, your senses become distorted and it is difficult to control your body.
As she openly confesses her fatal weakness as a sword master, for a moment I look at her as if she is crazy without even realizing it.
Billy, who came to his senses only late, cleared his throat and struggled to speak.
“Hmm, anyway, I’ve heard a lot about the Ambassador.”
“Did the teacher tell you about me?!”
“…Of course, I heard it from my teacher, but the name of the Great Master is well known in our country.”
“Oh, I see.”
For some reason.
Even after hearing that his reputation was growing, he even looked disappointed for a moment.
It seemed like he came to his senses a little later.
Joan of Arc said awkwardly.
“I’m embarrassed that the teacher praised me.”
“What do you have to be ashamed of? “It’s just a fair evaluation of your achievements so far.”
Billy’s words were not an exaggeration.
Blackened Joan of Arc.
Her reputation was so high and brilliant that
she blushed shyly as if she was embarrassed by the excessive praise and put her hand back into her bosom.
“I’m giving this to you as a memorial to meeting you here. “It’s nothing special, but eat as much as you want.”
“…You mean all of this?”
“Hmm, is that a bit small too?”
“If I say this less, it looks like even a sword master would explode and die if he ate too much…?”
And that moment.
Billy had to worry.
Where on earth were so many potatoes hidden in that tight-fitting nun’s uniform?
And which is Eastern etiquette: eating all these potatoes and collapsing, or eating them in moderation and leaving them behind?
But is it a blessing in disguise?
Joan of Arc smiled brighter as she told him the answer himself as he pondered.
“Oh, then that’s good.”
“Are you saying I could explode and die!?”
“no. “I don’t think you’ll run out of potatoes for your junior to eat until the preparations are finished.”
“What preparations do you mean?”
To Billy, who is puzzled.
Joan of Arc said with a grin, as if it was so obvious.
“Of course, we are talking about a celebratory banquet to be held at the Sword Tower and the other eight mountains to commemorate your junior becoming a sword master.”
“…What kind of kite are you talking about?”
“In that sense, I have something to ask you, junior.”
Running, with his shoulders slumped, like a cat being forced to eat something it doesn’t want to eat, Suri is munching on steamed potatoes.
While Billy was clearly questioning his ears as he wondered what he had just heard.
Joan of Arc asked with a gentle smile as always.
“Do you like Geomtap’s specialty, potato wine?”
