Solo Swordmaster

#679. Please give me a chance.

* * *

From a very young age.

Her world was small.

It’s not just because of the eyes.

This is because she had to live in a limited space, meeting only familiar people and receiving only set teachings.

But after that day.

Her world has expanded.

It wasn’t just because she unintentionally lost everything that allowed her to meet strangers in a new space and learn freely.

It was because there was someone who informed her of the breadth of her world.

“Asha.”

“Speak, please.”

so that.

She felt sorry.

A day like today, when you should be laughing and enjoying joy.

The reason he was frowning like that was because of himself.

“I am your master.”

“I know.”

“You know the term “military department, right?”

“The king, teacher, and father are said to be one body.”

“Then you know I have no choice but to pretend I didn’t hear you.”

If you are merciless, then you are merciless.

But there was no regret.

If so, of course it would be like this.

Because she was expecting it too.

“If you do, I have something to ask of you instead.”

“What are you asking for?”

So, a request prepared in advance.

She put it in her mouth in her subdued voice.

“—please excommunicate the girl.”

Hopefully on a day like today.

Maybe it’s because I didn’t expect to hear such a request.

After being silent for a long time, he asked in a puzzled manner.

“Are you asking me to excommunicate you after you just engraved your name on the sword tower for the 8th time?”

“It is.”

It seems really stupid.

At the end of looking at her, her, her.

He finally let out a heavy sigh.

“…You seem serious.”

“How dare a girl tell a lie to Master?”

“That’s quite polite for asking your teacher to accept her marriage proposal, even if it means excommunicating yourself.”

“Please do not forgive the girl for her immorality.”

She respectfully got down on her knees.

She bowed her head and apologized.

In the end, she did not accept her request, but what came to her ears was a bitter voice.

“Asha, think again.”

“…”

“In your future life, you will meet a man who suits you much better than a ruthless swordsman like me.”

Because I only grew up in the Sword Tower.

I can’t meet many of them.

Because I only learned the sword.

It’s just that I can’t differentiate between admiration and affection.

All of this is her own fault for not broadening her knowledge.

to him lamenting.

she asserted.

“There is no such thing as that.”

If it had been something else, I would have followed it.

Because what he said was always right.

But this time I couldn’t.

He gave himself a much wider world.

More than anything, it was because I was certain that this feeling about him was neither an illusion nor a lie.

“Hey, Master, please give the girl a chance.”

“…What kind of opportunity are you talking about?”

It seems like you know what to say.

to him asking with her heavy face.

Swallowing a sorry heart.

she dared to ask.

“The girl wants a chance to prove her qualifications to be Master’s bride.”

* * *

Tok.

Feeling the cold touch of the morning dew hanging from the tips of the leaves and dripping down your cheeks.

Anastasia woke up.

And she took a deep breath.

Maybe it’s because I fell asleep on a tree branch in this cool mountain.

The breath mixed with the chill that permeates deep into her body draws a misty steam in the air, making you feel chills.

Fortunately, the Sword Master’s perfect body quickly dispelled the chill and restored warmth, but she could feel it.

The fatigue that lingered deep in her body.

‘Has her stamina gone?’

It was unavoidable.

Even a sword master is a human.

There is a limit even to near-infinite stamina.

Fatigue from wandering the mountains and fields for dozens of days without even taking care of her meals and sleep was piled up in her mind and body.

so that.

Think calmly.

I wonder if she really needs this.

‘It’s really difficult to keep running away like this.’

no matter how defeated

subdue nicely.

even if you knock it down

The warriors who constantly flocked to Moorim to catch the enemy were annoying, but in fact, there was no reason to avoid them.

no matter how many

Those who are not even the absolute class.

Because if it was her, she could have cut it off as much as she wanted.

And if she advances by destroying anything that gets in her way, she will get out of this vast land faster.

You may go to see your beloved teacher.

But she didn’t.

no she couldn’t

And it wasn’t just because she didn’t have the face to meet him if she shed needless blood.

Because she still had work left to do on this earth.

Whether it’s to not be ashamed of the master.

Whether it’s to wash away a little bit of sin.

…or the distant past.

Whether it is to prove the qualifications that you have not been able to prove because of your own stupidity and stubbornness.

‘Even though I’m slowly reaching my limit…’

Anastasia raised her head.

Cover her eyes with bandages.

Even if it ruined her hearing.

Even among her sword masters, her senses were the most sensitive, and she accurately detected the approaching presence from afar.

The existence of the most secretive and tricky pursuers, which are different from the unmanned people of the past.

More than caught by them by the tail.

It will be hard to shake off the chase now.

‘It doesn’t matter.’

But Anastasia wasn’t worried even though she cared about the chase.

just get up on a branch

Looking across the distant mountain.

I just muttered in my heart.

‘This is the end.’

roaming around this vast midfield.

After destroying many gates.

The final destination reached.

It must be destroyed before leaving this place.

Towards the lair of the most dangerous and vile evil among the many enemies her own master has fought for so long.

After the sword, Anastasia headed her way quietly like that.

* * *

It’s as sweet as melting.

Fluffy and excited.

wet wet.

The sound is so thin that you can hardly hear it, but it is so thick and deep and obscene.

The hair all over the body stands up.

make the throat dry.

Above all, there are three reasons that made the girl freeze.

One was familiar.

It was the most beautiful voice in the world that she could never know.

They were both unfamiliar.

Even though it was a voice I knew, it sounded so unfamiliar.

The three came to mind.

Because I’ve heard this familiar yet unfamiliar sound in the not-so-distant past.

gulp.

so that.

Swallow a little dry saliva.

The girl slowly got to her feet.

She originally headed towards the bedroom where this sound flowed from her prison guard’s quarters where she was sleeping.

“oh….”

pounding.

It’s like it’s breaking off.

but without breaking.

Mixed in with gasping breaths.

Every time I hear a grinding sound.

Even though I was startled by the sound of my heart beating like thunder.

Using Mu-gongjin Sword, the best stealth technique of the seventy-two types, to the limit, not only his presence and sound, but also his appearance and body temperature are hidden.

Quietly passing by the two straitjackets scattered on the floor like the skin left by a snake molting.

In front of the slightly open bedroom door.

Through a thread-like gap.

The moment I looked inside.

Finally.

she is.

saw.

“Haa, yes.”

with a warm glow.

Flesh trembling.

A body entangled in one place.

“…!”

how intense the time was.

His skin, already drenched in sweat, glowed white like a snowy field at night under the dim light of the stand.

Whenever the body was shaken, the long white hair that rippled and flowed between the two bodies, shining like the Milky Way.

What vomits is pleasure and joy.

Flesh and flesh are mixed.

love and be loved.

of two lovers.

reflected in silver eyes.

It dilates the pupil greatly.

Even breathing freezes.

“lee….”

Is it because I forgot even the sound of breathing?

Is it just the effect of the non-resonant vacuum flow?

Or was it just because we were so focused on each other that we couldn’t afford to be distracted by anything else?

Without even knowing the existence of the girl right outside the door.

Even though I’m already panting.

It seems like it’s still not enough.

Repaying the call of a lover who yearns for oneself is a deep kiss.

Tsueup.

“Yes.”

lips overlap.

Tongue and tongue mingled.

with a gurgling sound.

In the middle of the sticky bridge that had been cut off after being stretched between the two lips collapsed to the tip of the chin.

The fingers that gently stole the remains slide down along the white skin in a very natural way.

“Haha…!”

and.

upheaval started.

The short break is over.

It’s like starting all over again.

Grasping her dainty flesh, biting her white nape, grabbing hold of her thin waist and pulling her even deeper.

At the end of vomiting out a breathless moan at the assault of a violent lover’s affection for not being too stimulating.

scooping up

Girl Gets Stiff

“…!”

Waist curved like a drawbridge.

Shrunken toes as if electrocuted.

White legs twitching.

Even dilated pupils like a cat in the dark.

Seeing the figure that has already reached the pinnacle of pleasure, I inadvertently think of it in relief for no reason.

It’s finally over.

well done

“Ha black!”

“…?!?!”

So she froze.

The cruelty that continues to trample upon a girl who has already reached her limit.

And even with her pupils half-closed, the girl clings to her lover’s legs and clings to deeper pleasure herself.

A strangely familiar look.

Gulping and swallowing dry saliva.

Inadvertently making her catch her breath.

‘…ah.’

but right after that.

she realizes

that it was a mistake

The moment I resumed breathing, the sweet scent created by the resonance of the two dragon psionics permeated the tip of my nose.

It warmed her body and made her mind dizzy.

No, it’s not just the scent.

Heat like a fire pit.

A sound that resonates resoundingly.

A psionic that makes her body tingle.

It was clearly engraved in my mind one by one and made even the best genius of the Seven Dragons blank their heads in pure white.

But there was something else that shocked her more than anything else.

indulging in pleasure

A girl with her head thrown back.

It made her look straight.

Her usual expressionless expression was filled with joy and happiness beyond imagination.

she looks just like you

– An obscene face.

For some reason, it caused goose bumps all over her body.

back.

So it was.

Why did she inadvertently bite her own finger?

She felt that if she didn’t, she would unknowingly let her moan out of her mouth.

As if imitating that girl.

But she doesn’t understand.

She took it for granted that she had the option of sneaking away like this.

feel it instead

that this is not enough.

In line with the scent that gradually thickens.

A body that became hot as if it had swallowed fire.

And her white, empty head spontaneously moved her hand.

“Sooooooo…”

Seruk.

slowly.

Covertly.

She covers her mouth by herself.

She always fell behind herself and was more foolish than anyone, so she was just a cute younger sister.

In her very own bed.

With a face she doesn’t know herself.

The pleasure she knows nothing about.

Looking at the monopoly sight.

She unconsciously slipped her white, slender hand under her own soft skin.

As if she was imitating the hand of the girl who was trampling on the girl who looked exactly like herself.

and….

Without even realizing that a piece of paper she had carefully prepared for her beloved brother had fallen at her feet before she knew it.