259 – Leonardo
When I first came to the family and met Radio, it was a similar feeling to when I asked her at dinner, ‘What do you think of your daughter?’
At the time, she didn’t really know Aria’s feelings, so she could naturally respond as a target.
‘…Aria likes me…!’
Now, Leo wasn’t so stupid that he didn’t know Aria’s feelings.
Because it was clear at a glance that Aria in black revealed her guilty affection to herself, and Aria in white revealed her passionate love to herself.
However, she did not consider Aria Spiel’s obsession that serious, and she was not completely unaware of her favorable feelings.
‘Besides…’
Gladio, who was currently hosting the event, was looking at him with a doll-like smile.
Clearly narrow eyes like Rios’, and the insidious emotions that protruded from between those eyes made even Leo who crossed the line of fire fearful.
The same was true for not only Gladio but also other immediate family members such as Marken and Silica.
In particular, Rios was grinning and enjoying the sight itself.
There was absolutely no devil.
‘…Think a little more seriously…!’
At the time when he announced that he was the devil’s vessel, it was extremely dangerous for him to announce his romantic relationship with Aria Spiel.
It was clear that even if we could convince the basics of the number of complaints, it would be consumed as gossip.
No matter how much she wielded the holy sword, the fact that she was the vessel of the Demon King still remained the same.
‘Aria must also feel burdened…’
Thinking like that, Leo slowly turned his eyes to Ariasviel. At other times, she may not know it, but Aria, who has a cool-headed judgment as the head of the family, would feel a dilemma in this situation.
“…With something…With something…”
Ariasviel obviously twitched in a low voice, or even just with the shape of her mouth.
If it weren’t for the lip reading skills he had developed since his days as a mercenary, his lip movements would have been unnoticeable.
Although I was clearly hesitant just like Leo, I felt a slightly different feeling.
‘…And then…’
The ‘accident’ that occurred due to a misunderstanding about her relationship with Aria Spiel came to mind.
Due to her guilt, the new concept of master-slave relationship advocated by Aria Spiel came to mind in her mind.
‘Before you were Reinhardt’s hero and head of the family, you were Leonardo’s slave…!’
The ripening skin of a s*x slave who was a warrior moaning while being whipped stimulated Leo’s body temperature.
‘Please let me mate with Leo…! ‘Dang dang!’
The imaginary image of Aria with her legs curled up, her hands curled up and meowing like a large retriever was enough to stimulate Leo’s instincts.
If he had not hurriedly resorted to the use of s*xual violence, a catastrophe would have occurred in front of the public, with the ‘weapon’ hidden in his pants dancing being revealed.
‘… Now that I think about it, the hand she was holding was strangely strong.’
It didn’t feel like he was squeezing her hand and breaking it, but for some reason, Baek Aria felt like he was pulling her towards him.
Baek Aria now had the power to pull a paper clip with her magnet.
‘… Her holy sword is also being pulled stronger.’
It was the same with the Holy Sword. The holy sword pulled Leo to the other side, emitting high heat and moisture that could be felt in her hand.
It felt as if Black Aria was not going to lose to White Aria, and was forcibly ignoring the rejection of her Holy Sword and exerting her power.
‘…It’s somewhat similar to the time when I was beaten up in a row.’
The feeling of being punished in the first round stimulated Leo’s body, even if only slightly.
Of course, at that time, she was not a pretty girl, but she was using magic beasts to pull my body with iron chains, but in a way, the pain was more like a thorn cushion than it was back then, and it pushed my body into a corner.
‘We have no choice but to solve it as quickly as possible…!’
The longer it was delayed, the bigger the crisis(?) Became.
There was no choice but to resolve it before that.
“…This may be a question that cannot be answered…”
“Questions about relationships… I will answer them.”
At the notice of the answer, attention immediately focused on Leo and Aria. Until now, it was just a gathering of attention, but now it was a concentrated shooting.
The amount of gaze directed at Leo and Aria was equal overall, but considering the sensual gaze Aria ‘s’ gave Leo, the amount directed at Leo was qualitatively more.
[＜…How will you answer?＞]
Ariasviel’s voice, transmitted through his hand, rang like an echo. To think that the sound simply echoed, there was no catalyst in the Auror’s secret communication method to make it resonate.
All I can think of is that the thoughts of White Aria and Black Aria are completely identical, creating harmony as mana.
The evidence was that the half-nervous and half-anticipated emotions between the Holy Sword and Aria were conveyed.
“First of all, I will tell you clearly before explaining the relationship.”
Everyone has their own expectations in one form or another. Whether positive or negative, most people hope that Leonardo and Ariaspil have a deep relationship.
And among the expectations of that warrior family.
“I absolutely detest the title of warrior.”
Leonardo dropped a small, heavy bomb with his remarks. Regardless of the relationship, this is what I wanted to say here from the beginning.
“…What happened all of a sudden…”
There was absolutely no intention to obscure the issue with shocking words.
“Insulting towards the warrior…”
“Yes, it is an insult. “It was an insult to an irresponsible person in charge, not Arya, but a warrior.”
From the beginning.
Ever since she heard the story of the hero as a fairy tale from her mother, she had doubts.
I felt disgusted the moment the first friend I made in the world was chosen as a warrior.
“Being a hero is a right given by God to protect the world. Yes?”
“Are you asking Reinhard about the rights of a warrior now?”
“Yes, you asked a question. “If you have poor hearing, wear a hearing aid.”
Gladio was once again sarcastic to the openly sarcastic opponent. Perhaps Leo’s question was one that his father, Gladio, pondered over and over again, alone and with Sirica.
“…Yes, isn’t it obvious? “A warrior is such an honorable and sacred person…”
“Then is it right for a girl who is only 19 years old and doesn’t know much about the world to place the responsibility of saving the world on her shoulders?”
Everyone’s silence.
The humans who had only cried out for the honor of heroes and praised the sacredness of gods all silenced.
And those who ignored the question and tried to force themselves to forget the contradiction could no longer close their ears.
[＜…There is no need for that… Leo…＞]
The chords of the aria ring again. This was an unplanned outpouring in the first place.
I have no right to say this.
As for Aria, Leo, you have absolutely no right to say such things to me.
“…Ariasviel made his own choice and became a warrior. “I understand your concerns, but comments beyond this…”
“Was the choice between being a hero and running away an arbitrary choice?”
Moreover, Dopi must bear the price of never being able to meet her beloved family.
For the first session, from the age of 19, for the second session, from the age of 15.
In fact, she forced the guy who held the knife to make such a crazy choice for the sake of her family, not the world.
“Is it okay for a child in his 20s to suddenly be separated from his biological family and forced to live in a monastery?”
A life like a monk where it is impossible to leave no matter how much training you do.
Leonardo was not at all displeased with Ariaspil harboring such insidious desires toward him.
Snacks, entertainment, and going out were prohibited in the temple. It may sound strange, but there was no one other than Leo who knew how well such strange desires supported humans.
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“I’m not okay.”
There is no need to hide it anymore.
Even though this idea was crazy, I didn’t think it was wrong.
I have never thought that this selfishness and malice were wrong.
“I’m not okay with this at all.”
Because the world is crazy enough.
Even if there is no destruction, enough madness circulates.
“What did you know and do when you were 19?”
It wasn’t a question I was asked to answer, and it wasn’t a question I could answer.
It was a question that no one, no matter how great, could answer.
It is probably a question that cannot be answered, at least in front of Leo and Aria, who are now 19 years old.
“How much can we learn about the world in just 19 years?”
Even if you live for 30 years, survive to be 50, and be over 100 years old.
Even when you are not living but dying again.
I couldn’t explain what the world was.
It was impossible to explain the monster of change that continued to grind its skin and distort its skeleton.
“Arya won’t know.”
Still, people lived because there were things they could understand. Having come to understand, I had no choice but to live.
“I did not feel the suffocating storm blowing from the southern desert of the empire and the mystery of the ruins left behind.”
I saw it myself. When I turned 20 and left Reinhardt, I learned this through my recklessness in enduring the storm and trying to uncover ancient martial arts with my considerable knowledge.
“I have never felt the hardness of the minerals smelted in an earth made of lava.”
At the age of 21, Leo went to the volcanic region to understand his weapons. He never forgot the mine and the heat he saw there even when he was 100 years old.
“I have never seen how the northern snowfield wolves endure the cold, or how they bite the neck of a huge beast to protect their cubs.”
When he turned 22, he headed north and learned how to survive in the snowy mountains and fields. The way the wolf, who everyone laughs at as being mean, subdues a strong enemy, has now given strength to his own ideas.
[Nardo…]
Now Aria doesn’t stop herself.
She must have realized it too.
Why did she travel aimlessly?
She could understand how, even though she could return to her hometown, she had once again set her feet on the path of her wandering.
“Ariasviel is a girl and person who has not even realized a single aspect of the world. Should she still try to save the world?”
“…That means watching the destruction of the world…!”
“The hero’s job is to defeat the devil. “That’s it.”
Leo told Aria what she truly wanted to say.
“Even if the world were to be destroyed, if he was able to subdue the Demon King, it would be a great feat for a warrior, and as a person, it would be an achievement that should continue to be revered as a legend.”
[…]
The holy sword trembles without any sound. Because he is Leo, he can tell that the white Ariasviel is not reacting, and only the black Ariasviel is reacting.
He always does this when he cries.
“I will use my sword and wisdom to help Aria, not as a warrior, and to punish the devil, not to save the world.”
Following her declaration, Aria’s eyes sparkle.
Instead of just shining like a girl, the moisture around her eyes scattered the light and reflected it.
[＜…So… To sum it up in one word…?＞]
As expected, I’m not good at putting up with things like this.
It’s still the same.
Aria’s face was as red as the sun.
“Light shines from the Holy Sword…”
A light like the sun rose from Aria’s holy sword.
I’m glad you seem satisfied.
I was glad to hear that you were so happy about the marriage proposal.
“I plan to properly inform Aria about the happiness of marriage and having children.”
Of course, it wasn’t just a marriage proposal.
Common sense tells us that a guy who stays silent when the girl he likes attacks him like this is worse than the devil.