#883. There are conditions
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[…I’m glad you arrived in Rushmore City.]
“Nothing particularly fortunate. It’s not that difficult to come here.”
[Even if the distance isn’t great, the process was difficult.]
The black-haired girl Li Qingyu, who was talking to Limon through the hologram video, smiled bitterly.
after leaving Brazil.
Limon did not come straight to Rushmore City.
The fact that the running repair that escaped the sword gun in the first place headed for the North American continent itself is half guess.
Even if there were small traces, there was no clue to be sure of the exact whereabouts.
That’s why Limon moved step by step from the Geomryong Sea.
In order to follow the trail of the running repair by adding the traces Li Qingyu found to the clues that the Sword Master could read with his super senses.
It wasn’t easy.
Limon also missed the mark again and again.
Gather all the information with Li Qingyu.
After wandering a few times, I managed to find out that she had headed for Indian Territory.
[I’m sorry I couldn’t go with you.]
“Don’t say that. It’s just that I’m rather sorry that I owe you all this time.”
[It’s a natural thing to do as a bride of Cinserano.]
“If you think that way, it’s only natural that I, the groom, feel sorry for you.”
[…That’s a wise answer.]
Looking at Li Qingyu with a bitter smile.
Limon let out a small sigh.
Li Qingyu was busy chasing the traces of the divine lord.
No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn’t bring her here.
Nevertheless, the girl, who was building up her fatigue by splitting up the lack of time to collect information on the sword spirit and even helping to track it down, asked calmly.
[So you didn’t get a pass?]
“Looks like you need some time to think.”
[…It’s more difficult than I thought.]
“Well, that’s worth it.”
Originally, it was like a pass.
It doesn’t matter if there is or not.
Even so, it was because he didn’t like that Limon’s consideration for requesting a pass with the promise of compensation was ignored.
Unlike Li Qingyu, who sunk his eyes deeply.
Limon wasn’t particularly upset by the stout bison’s withheld an answer.
I just spoke calmly.
“The Indian Territory is their last pride.”
[Is it pride…]
As if thinking of something.
Take a moment to reflect on Limon’s words.
Li Qingyu eventually smiled bitterly.
[I can understand how you feel, but it would be difficult if you interfered with us.]
“I won’t even interfere. I made an offer because I can relate to that level of words.”
In the first place, the highest-ranking person in Rushmore City dances with the wolf, an executive officer of the Continental Guardian and a messenger of the word.
In fact, it was better to ask him for a pass.
Even so, there was a reason why he skipped him and proposed to the mighty bison.
While agreeing with what Limon said.
Li Qingyu said regretfully.
[It could have been solved more easily if contact was made with the Fairy Kingdom.]
“No, I can’t trouble the Fairy Queen with just this.”
Even after that.
the story continued.
The recovery status of the other princesses and the recent status of the Seven Dragons. The performance of chasing the Holy Lord.
Or what you ate yesterday, what dreams you had, and what you plan to do in the future.
from what matters.
down to the little things.
Like a groom on a business trip and a bride protecting her newlyweds’ home.
The two of them, who had been talking about all kinds of things, ended their conversation and said goodbye after a while.
“Then get some rest. Don’t push yourself too hard.”
[Yes.]
Nodding slightly.
Hesitating for a while.
softly.
Lean forward.
Li Qingyu distanced himself from him.
side.
[Please take care of yourself too.]
“…Yes.”
Li Qingyu, who kissed her softly through a hologram, smiled and disappeared.
When Limon smiled bitterly at the empty seat.
I’m going to go to the middle of the day.
long white arms.
wrapped around his neck
“Your master is such an asshole that he flirts with another woman over his bride.”
A soft feeling of pressure on the back.
The warmth conveyed by soft skin.
Even the sweet breath that tickles your ears.
Contrary to the contents of the words that seemed to be criticizing, he listened to his own stimulating voice.
Limon laughed.
“By the way, black dog, why do you keep looking like that?”
“Wasn’t Master the one who said that since we were going to Indian Territory, we had better disguise ourselves?”
“But you don’t have to keep hiding until it’s just the two of us, right?”
“…so?”
A black short-haired beauty who was hugging him from behind in a naked body with no thread on.
Black Dog snorted lightly.
Then, she gently scratched his hard chest with her fingernails and whispered languidly.
“Didn’t you like sleeping with me?”
“No way.”
fed up
After laughing.
kiss her bracelet
Limon’s actions did not stop there.
Lips traced from slender wrists through long arms to soft forearms.
But she wasn’t satisfied.
Even if it’s just a non-substantial video, it’s as if he doesn’t like the fact that there are traces of another woman on his own.
pull his head
He covered his own lips.
once.
once.
One more time.
overlapping and falling repeatedly.
The moment when the two naked bodies entangled on the bed were about to overlap again as the breaths that got hotter each time came and went between the two.
[Hey, team leader?]
“Why?”
[A guest has arrived…]
“…Tell them they’re coming soon.”
[Yes.]
He seemed embarrassed to even stick his head in.
Limon was stopped by the fire that came from outside the door.
And he smiled at Charlotte.
“I have to get up now, sir?”
“Hmph, what a selfish hound.”
Maybe it was because I was able to monopolize him throughout the trip.
After washing her body with her, who, while snoring at being interrupted just as her body was about to heat up, obediently stood up.
After changing, Limon went to the drawing room with Charlotte.
“I’m sorry I’m late, witch doctor.”
“Never mind. It’s my fault for coming early in the morning.”
An old-fashioned building built in the middle of an empty lot between steel buildings.
In the past he taught Billy.
I also stayed with Charlotte.
The Rushmore branch of the Sword Tower miraculously survived while Rushmore City was in ruins due to the runaway dungeon collapse.
The one who drank the tea served by the blue bird in the drawing room.
Limon asked the mighty bison.
“So have you thought about it?”
Was it because Limon’s question was too direct?
It was a moment to stop.
Putting down the teacup he was holding, the stalwart bison opened its mouth heavily.
“I will issue a pass.”
“okay? Then, as promised, compensation…”
“And transportation and a guide will be prepared.”
“…hmm?”
Limon narrowed his eyes.
He wouldn’t have known if it was just a pass, but he had no reason to extend such a favor.
So it was.
The reason why Limon could calmly accept the strong bison’s continued words as if he knew it was natural.
“There are conditions instead.”
“What conditions?”
It sounds like you want to listen and decide.
The stalwart bison closed its eyes before Limon looked at him.
And he spoke quietly about the decision he had made after agonizing all night.
“I will accompany you.”
* * *
Wilderness.
A land inhabited by fallen spirits.
It was an area that humans could not dare to touch.
Since the time of the Spirit Corps, mankind has regarded it as forbidden and have been afraid to even approach it, let alone set foot in it.
But there are exceptions everywhere.
There were people who set foot in such a wilderness.
A typical example was the passengers of the transcontinental train.
The transcontinental train, which is escorted and transported by the spirit squadron, is the only means of transportation that guarantees safety even in the wilderness.
Because of the high cost, quite a few rich people couldn’t even ride it, but the rich used it when crossing the wilderness.
Next was the user of the armored train.
Even though there is no spirit escort, armored trains are also directly operated by the fairy kingdom.
Above all, because it is overwhelmingly cheaper than the transcontinental train and has frequent transportation, even those who are not wealthy tend to use it when in a hurry.
Of course, the case of an armored train being attacked by a fallen spirit happened several times a year.
That’s why train travel in the United States is really urgent.
Otherwise, it was close to being reserved for rich people with strong escorts or high-level players who were confident in their abilities.
from that point of view.
Those who were the most in the wilderness were eventually decided.
Taang!
– gunman.
holding only one gun.
Wandering aimlessly through the wilderness.
Those who hunt fallen spirits.
Of course, most of them stayed on the outskirts of the wilderness and did little to hunt one or two spirits.
But among them, after saving up money to buy a cavalry and strengthening his armor with parts from the fallen spirits.
There were also few gunslingers who gradually went into the wilderness to hunt more fallen spirits and improve their skills.
From the musketeer of the Golden Dragon clan who resisted the slave hunt in the distant past to the legendary madman Billy the Kid.
Because there was always a gunman who pursued romance.
…Of course, the biggest reason was that the more rare spirits you catch in the wilderness, the more money you get.
Taang!
“What are you doing you bastards! Without catching it quickly!”
“No brother, I’m shooting like this right now, so what and how quickly do you want me to catch it?”
“Shut up and say goodbye!”
So it was.
backcountry deep in the wilderness.
This is the reason why a group of armored forces fought a fierce battle in a land where it was difficult to find even a trace of human beings.
Five armored vehicles firing firearms with their backs to each other.
Even though all of the armor and parts were heavy, the power of heavy weapons was overwhelming even with armor standards.
It was admirable to see the corrupt spirit bursting out every moment.
But at this very moment.
The gunmen creating the scene were sweating profusely inside the armor.
break your head
or cut the body into pieces.
whether it is set on fire with an incendiary bomb.
A corrupted spirit in the form of a slug that returns to normal in an instant and approaches again.
Dozens of such corrupt spirits gathered together, repeatedly breaking and regenerating, and the sight of them rushing in like a wave made them shudder.
“Brother, ammo is running out. I can’t stand it any longer.”
“Let’s just jump!”
“Oh shit, the ammunition I used here is going to bounce!”
“It’s better than losing!”
“Ugh!”
The leader of a group of five gunmen.
Razor’s Zed had no choice but to cry.
Setting aside the clamor of his brothers, it was clear to him that there was no chance of winning in this battle.
Hoping that the regenerative power of the Corrupted Spirit runs out first, pour out all the remaining ammunition, or risk the enemy and retreat.
Hesitate for a moment.
“Open the fucking ditch!”
Jed eventually decided to retreat with a feeling of shedding bloody tears.
I don’t know if it’s anywhere else.
This is in the middle of the wilderness.
It was perfect to die on the way back even if I ran out of ammunition and dealt with all the corrupted spirits in this place where no support was expected.
-That was the moment.
