Solo Swordmaster

#950. I have something to give

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Sureureung.

Fafnir’s headquarters.

in one of its many rooms.

Anastasia, a silver-haired beauty with bandages around her eyes, was silently grooming her sword.

When resurrected as a lion.

This sword that was resurrected together was a famous sword she received from Limon and used throughout her life, but since it is a sword, the blade wears out.

I wonder if it’s a new recruit like a strong sword dragon sword.

no matter how famous

Even a sword master.

No, rather, that’s why it was natural for a swordsman to polish his sword thoroughly.

Especially for those who learned from Limon in the Sword Tower.

So sharpen your knife.

Wipe with oil paper.

oil it

While he was carefully polishing his sword so that the already sharp blade would emit a smooth luster.

Swordsman suddenly stopped his hand.

“Are you here, sister?”

“greeting. I come.”

the moment she opened her mouth.

What appeared was a small Indian girl.

Anastasia was not agitated even when she saw the sword-spirited repair that suddenly appeared in her room without a knock, let alone a sign.

It wasn’t just because I was used to it.

This is because the visit of the distant sister-in-law, the running repairman, was always a welcome thing for her sister-in-law.

Even as a sword master.

“Do you want sparring again?”

“denial. Tired of it now.”

“Is that so…”

After starting training with Limon, they competed swords with each other whenever they had spare time.

either to help him.

Whether in preparation for future battles.

Because they also needed to become stronger.

Above all, for a sword master who trains his sword as if he were breathing, sparring with other sword masters was always welcome.

Nevertheless, Anastasia readily accepted Suri’s behavior of refusing to engage in sparring.

Just like Limon reached the wall.

The two of them were slowly getting less and less from sparring.

They reached the extreme of swordsmanship and quickly learned any swordsmanship, so they were quick to reach their limits in sparring.

“If you do, what is your business?”

So, Anastasia immediately asked the next question.

It was a rude question if it were rude, but she didn’t hesitate.

mostly alone.

It was because he knew the character of his sister-in-law, who not only did not get involved with anyone except Limon, but was indifferent to human etiquette at all.

“question. The female younger sister wants to know if there is any dissatisfaction with the male teacher.”

“…do you have any complaints, sister-in-law?”

“Lots of positivity.”

listen to the answer

Anastasia understood.

The fact that Suri, who runs today, came to find herself as the same bride, not as an alumni’s sister-in-law.

And why.

“dissatisfaction. The male teacher said he would make my long-cherished wish come true.”

“….”

“Intelligence. i don’t have kids yet However, the male teacher only mates with other females.”

“…”

“Lie. failure to keep promises. Complaints complaints complaints.”

Maybe it’s because I’m not used to human speech yet.

A simple, fist-fighting vocabulary.

Even so, Anastasia stared blankly through the bandages at the sister-in-law, who showed only a rugged appearance more clearly.

Be detached from everything.

To put it mildly, it’s clear.

To be honest, it was because running, which was as simple as a beast, was a rare action for a repairman.

It was not like her to express her dissatisfaction about the groom to another bride, even though she would rather openly complain to Limon.

Even though I’m used to fighting for rank.

It is all the more because he is still immature in the complicated human emotion of jealousy.

So it was.

The reason Anastasia could easily intuit why she was saying this to herself was.

“Are you worried that the sang-gong won’t be able to come back?”

“…”

Too sudden.

So, looking at the Indian girl who kept her mouth shut as if stabbed to the point, the last empress of Russia calmly said,

“I understand. I mean, I’m just as anxious.”

“…question. But why are you so calm?”

“It’s not being rude. I am just determined.”

“…?”

The head is tilted.

As much as I’ve seen it several times before.

She knew how much this youngest sister revered and loved her male.

The reason why the running eagle died was in the aftermath of the World War after his love ran out of control and he was killed by Limon.

So how can you be so calm?

I couldn’t help but wonder. However

, I understood the repair that ran right

after that .

“If the sang-gong goes wrong, it means that the concubine should also just share their fate.”

They are dead once.

If you lose him, there’s no reason to live longer.

It’s enough to pour everything into the future battle with the Constellation and end your life aloftly.

Suri, who was running at the end of staring blankly at her saying crazy things in a slightly sad voice, opened her mouth.

“…Admiration. My younger sister is smart.”

“You are over-praised.”

Maybe it’s because he’s a swordsman who puts his life on the edge of his sword.

Or maybe it’s because he died once.

It seems that there was no such idea.

To the sister-in-law who nodded with a face of true admiration, she bowed politely with both hands together.

that I will definitely come back

It wasn’t that I couldn’t believe him who swore with a sword.

It was simply because it was so obvious that there was no need to reconsider.

just to love him

And to know about love.

Even more so because they are two disciples who have overcome death and returned to this world and were able to achieve their long-cherished wish thanks to their teacher.

So sit side by side.

Looking at the rings worn on the ring fingers of each of their left hands, they prayed for a small sister and a tall sister.

I hope they succeed.

…I’ve already conceded to him so that I could monopolize him for dozens of days, but if there was no result, even the girls wouldn’t calmly hand it over.

* * *

Forgot.

“…”

When I opened my eyes.

The first thing I felt was pain.

From the arms to the legs to the waist to the chest to the abdomen while still in a hazy state of consciousness.

A throbbing pain that was too harsh and stinging to be called muscle pain, but strangely pleasant.

In a strange sensation that was difficult but not painful, she slowly raised her body and turned her head.

And saw.

A beautiful woman wearing an Anubis mask with all the jewelry that was barely covering her face removed, revealing her brown naked body.

A woman in a butterfly mask lying face down on the edge of a bathtub with an arm pillow soaked in hot water.

A girl in a cat mask with her face buried in a pillow and her smooth back and back showing off.

Instead of tattered dance clothes, a thin blanket was wrapped around her naked body, and a cotton girl fell asleep soundly.

A woman in a feather mask with bruised limbs hanging down, with sweat-soaked green hair clinging to her slender milky skin.

And for some reason, a half-masked beauty with a red ring mark clearly visible on her neck.

After slowly looking around at the unconscious women with their soft skin stained with bruises and handprints.

Li Qingyu murmured.

“…It’s good that you ordered a mask from the Sorcerer Queen.”

A few days passed and

what happened.

I couldn’t remember exactly.

There are just a few things you can check.

A table where all kinds of food and alcohol prepared in abundance are mostly exhausted or left behind.

A hazy memory of him chewing on the cold sashimi that was placed on his hot skin and sipping the honey wine between his smooth thighs.

The appearance of the aides who took turns carrying food with all red faces as if they were trying to suppress something.

And only the golden chain that was pulled tight and the cry of a bitch who suffered more bewitchingly than anyone else.

“You dare to dress up as a cat and be a doggie… Anyway, it’s like Yekatrice.”

Even while laughing bitterly at a girl who is the only descendant of the same dragon and capable of such vulgar atrocities.

She was relieved inwardly.

If even she was so blurry, the other princesses would have lost almost all their memories until they were hugged by him.

The Great Law of Yin-Yang Joy that has run out of control.

Maia’s meticulously crafted unmarried fragrance.

Even the mask imbued with the magic of the Archwitch.

Thanks to all of that, the fact that the ugliness that lasted for days or even tens of days had become hazy like a dream made her feel at least relieved.

‘I’ll have to prepare more thoroughly next time.’

…Even so, the reason why everyone is already preparing for the ‘next time’ is because of the preparedness as the Black Dragon.

Or is it because he has already become addicted to the pleasure of crushing and pickling even the dragon’s monopoly desire, which was incomparable to when he was alone?

without any doubts.

Looking forward to the next delight.

get up slowly

After taking off the fox mask.

and moved on

Follow the flowing dragon psionics.

One side of the spacious bedroom, which had been completely renovated on one floor, faced the veranda covered by black curtains.

and beyond the curtain.

she could see

Sit on a chair on the veranda.

Looking up at the moon in the night sky.

A gray-haired man tipping a bottle of whiskey.

pounding.

Even in the middle of the consciousness that the memory is blown away… or rather, it is because the pleasure he left behind is more deeply engraved.

Or is it because of the far more ecstatic scent that emanates from him?

When she inadvertently stopped walking at the beating of her heart just by looking at him.

“You woke up earlier than expected.”

Quietly.

voice heard.

“Thanks to the swordsmith for being considerate.”

“You embarrass me with your empty words.”

“I am serious. If the swordsman hadn’t been considerate, honestly, it wouldn’t have ended like this.”

Li Qingyu smiled bitterly when he saw him, whose voice was calm even though he seemed tired compared to his still throbbing body.

rough.

hot like fire

Even if there was no car.

Enchanting, gentle, and kind.

If it hadn’t been for his consideration for never overexerting themselves, they wouldn’t have ended up just being covered in bruises.

Even so, the scary thing was that my back was throbbing like it was about to break.

“So, did you get any results?”

“okay.”

“…is that so.”

So it was.

The reason why Li Qingyu let out a sigh of relief

after hearing Limon’s plain reply ?

It was because they knew that their hard work over the weeks was not meaningless education.

…Even if it was a meaningless education, no princess would regret it.

It seems that the stimulation was too strong.

It was time for her to think again.

“It’s a princess.”

“Your swordsman.”

“I have something to give you.”

“…?”

I’ve already received it to overflowing from him, but what else will I give you?

while wondering.

Li Qingyu’s eyes widened.

“I have nothing to say. Because you deserved it from the beginning.”

A ring rested on the palm he quietly held out.

Put black pearls in black jade.

Carefully carved dragon patterns.

Although he had already received the princesses as well as the last two brides, he had not received only himself.

That’s why I saw what I longed for so much.

A hand that was inadvertently stretched out.

She stopped along the way.

And after a long hesitation, he closed his eyes and put his hands back together.

“I can’t take it.”

“…why?”

“Because I don’t deserve it.”

“There is no need to decline…”

“No, it is not a specification. I am saying this because it is true.”

so resolutely

deny his words.

She opened her closed eyes.

And he said while looking straight into the golden eyes of his beloved lover.

“I have a confession to make.”

“…”

Maybe it was because he had an intuition for the next words.

Looking at him with a hardened face, he smiled a little sadly.

The priest, who proposed to Limon before anyone else and seduced him, corrupting him, who was originally an enemy of the Seven Dragons, continued his words calmly.

“—About the secret I was hiding.”