Holy Sword-5
Leo, who had been sobbing for a few minutes while being held in his arms, immediately began to question. It was obviously a good thing for him, but he had no choice but to raise his doubts.
‘…Where did that gentleman really go?’
The disappearance of the sage, the disappearance of the sage who had been attached endlessly like a parasitic tumor could not be without question.
“Ah…but…girl…”
“yes?”
“Where are the others…”
And it was a little strange that there were no other parties. If there was an emergency, I had to report that I woke up quickly.
quack
Was it a mistake, or the words that she was someone else now seemed to tighten Aria’s arms that she was holding now.
“Others?”
“…Yes? Yes, go…”
wow
It wasn’t an illusion. His arms grew stronger and his body began to tighten. Maybe it was because of the scars, and even the pain was felt little by little.
“I see only you, Leo, do you care about other people?”
It wasn’t in that direction at all. Rather…
“Should I give you a little punishment?”
quack
She pinched Leo’s flesh slightly. He had no flesh, only muscles, so it wouldn’t hurt that much, but…
“aah…!”
Leonardo had no choice but to get sick if he pinched the scarred areas all over his body.
“Can I see you now?”
“I see…! ‘Cause I know…! now stop…!”
She let go of those words and looked at Leo’s face. The swollen eyes and puddled tears from the cry a while ago revealed another weakness of the boy.
“…maybe good…”
And that expression was enough to stimulate Ariaspil’s sadism.
“…Yes? what…”
Ariaspil pushed Leo to the bed. As usual, the boy who was exhausted and even received a mana stabilizer could not defeat the strength of the 2nd hero who drew even the holy sword.
“Can’t you say it out loud?”
Unstable. Arya’s expression right now was more demanding than the goblin and the succubus.
pout
It’s a delicate technique, and at the same time a wild touch.
When I put my hand on the border of the hospital uniform and lowered it, the button was released with only the blade of my hand.
“No, wait…! This…!”
There were only visible flesh, scars and muscles, but for Ariaspil, it was a body that was edible enough.
Whoops…
“Wow…!”
Soon, her hand began to sweep the boy’s scars alluringly. It was originally supposed to end it, but when I touched the scarred area, a mild pain and a strong tickling rose up my body.
“Because it doesn’t. If you speak loudly, others will hear you.”
Still, she stroked the scar with a rougher hand, as if she wanted more sound.
“Ha… Now… Stop…”
His face was flushed red and his body was wet with sweat.
“Is it a punishment, should I get it right?”
Ariaspil’s touch began to get used to Leo’s body.
It’s not just a rough touch,
“stop…! please…! now…!”
I was able to learn which parts are sensitive and which parts hurt when touched.
Sweat began to seep into Arya’s hands gradually, and after a while, he paused his hands, and the man he was sitting on took a deep breath.
“…Now… are you…? Stop… please…! No more…”
The boy who normally slashes through huge magical swords easily, but now he is panting for breath while pleading under him.
When he does this sadistic, a strange sense of dominance springs up in Arya. A false desire to subdue more overflows.
“Did you tell me? this is a bee What should I do when I want to stop being punished?”
With a playful expression on her face, Ariasviel came down from the completely conquered chest and this time began to touch the ship, which was not attacked.
In order to touch my abs, I gradually began to push my waist back.
Then Leo’s expression changed drastically.
“miss! I made a mistake, so get off right now…!!”
The moment he forcibly got up at the same time as the cry, Leo’s lower body lying underneath was also raised.
“Hey…!”
And Arya’s waist was sitting right across her lower body.
“Ah…”
The most sensitive and sensitive parts of each other had no choice but to touch. It’s also the hottest.
“…mi…”
Ariasviel, who came down hastily, recalled the sense of ‘object’ he had just felt.
It was a little soft to be bone, and too hard to be flesh.
A long, thick stick-like object.
“…Sorry!!!”
Shouting out like that, Ariaspil hastily apologized for having touched Leo’s belongings. Then he hurriedly left the room.
Fortunately, it was late, and there was no one around the hospital room.
‘…Is it…I guess…?’
He also felt the soft touch of that part… There was no way it wasn’t Aria.
“…not…no one…?”
The treatment room with Leonardo was the most isolated place among the mansions, and it was a measure that Reinhardt had to take care of for Leo on purpose.
When it was confirmed that no one was there, Leo began to release the desire he had been holding back.
It was a dark and personal desire that could not be resolved in the place where the wise man was. The dissatisfaction of the inflated desire was discharged and gradually decreased in size.
It was only then that Leonardo was able to sleep comfortably.
It was a good night.
***
The next morning, the people of the Reinhardt came again. As soon as he heard the news that he had woken up, it was enough to panic even Leo in the room to run to him all at once.
And what’s even more frustrating is that.
“are you okay?”
“…you lived a good life.”
“How is your body? Are you okay?”
“Oh, how are you?”
“Sorry for coming late. The meeting is late… Leonardo-kun. Are you okay?”
Surprisingly, it was that he did not scold or discipline himself.
At the time, Leo didn’t know, but the reason that the matter had grown so much was because of the ‘buy and punish’ hearings, so he took his own consideration.
puck!
“Ouch…!”
Of course, there were those who didn’t.
“Captain!!”
Marken lightly slapped Leo on the head and asked for the punishment.
“It’s a check on the condition of the head.”
Of course, considering the usual Marken, it was a very light punishment.
“Is that an excuse?”
“He checked to see if there was anything wrong with his head enough to slap his hand against the lady he served.”
Marken remembered Leo pounding against Arya.
“It’s okay. He wasn’t seriously injured like Leo…”
In fact, most of the injuries Leo inflicted were not only difficult to move at the time of battle due to blows, blunt attacks, or shocks, but the treatment itself was easy, and in fact, it did not even leave scars like Leo.
“Considering that, it is a proper punishment. so…”
Crucially, Marken knew it too.
“It would be better if you didn’t even think about quitting the knight and running away.”
“…Grandpa, if you look at it in general, it’s more embarrassing, so even if it’s just a good compliment…”
perok
Rios also confirmed the condition of his head more clearly and strongly.
Meanwhile, the owner, Gladio, spoke again.
“…Actually, it would be right for us to apologize.”
All of them bowed their heads around Gaju.
“I’m really sorry for causing trouble (sorry).”
it was an apple
The nobles, and also the descendants of the brave family, bowed their heads in apology to a common knight.
Perhaps historically, even before the return, this would never have happened.
The Lord raised his head again and explained the reason for the apology.
“We put too much load on you. Being able and having responsibility are two very different things.”
In their eyes, Leo was a fifteen-year-old child, and the work that Leo had done and responsible for so far was a burden that could not be entrusted to a child of that age.
“I am so sorry. It is natural to be resentful and disillusioned.”
I wasn’t angry from the beginning… but it felt like a lot of hard work had been solved.
“no. I never resented the family.”
It would be meaningful to express those feelings right away.
“Actually, at the moment when I couldn’t find my mother and gave up, it was this place that gave me my goal. Rather, thank you for giving me the burden. I felt so trusted.”
Everyone’s eyes were trembling. Everyone from the hostess to the hostess had their pupils dilated.
Why are you doing that?
“…you said you found your mother…?”
“Then why did you become a mercenary because of that…?”
Exactly, it was a look of shock. The fragment of the story that Leo told me had that much narrative.
“…Yes? didn’t you know? Didn’t you say that…?”
Come to think of it, before the return, I was able to tell the story right away when I met Chris, but in my current life, I only had a chance to explain because I was just an article based on my skills and skills.
There, Ariaspil also showed a little bit of knowledge, so Leonardo had the illusion that he had said it unconsciously.
“Please explain. what happened.”
“…Ah yes, well… I mean, roughly 3 years… No, about 5 years ago now…”
Obviously, the plot of the story was exactly the same as when I told Chris, with no mistakes.
Obviously it was.
“…uhh…”
“…uhhh…we… didn’t even know that…”
But has the atmosphere now become a portrait collection?
Without being able to pinpoint one thing, various causality and circumstances interlocked, which made the sadness and regret of this story even greater.
“…for now…don’t cry…”
“I’m not crying…! This is… the sweat of the heart…!”
Chris’ parable made sense from day to day. It was because the amount of sweat dripping down almost all over his body seemed to be pouring out of his eyes all at once.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…! I… didn’t even know that…! Talking like a dog…!”
Rios continued to cry, and tears flowed from his eyes. Actually, rather than worrying, I was more curious about whether I could physically shed tears from my eyes.
“…you did your best.”
Marken looked up at the ceiling and stroked Leonardo’s head. I’m sorry, but I wanted to say that I’d rather just stare at the ceiling or pat my hair.
The part you are touching right now was the part that hit me earlier.
“…I’m sorry…it must be you who really wants to cry…”
The headmaster also shed some tears. But in reality, it was a story that had been around for more than several decades, so tears did not come out again.
“…we are not Leo-kun’s parents. Still… please feel free to rely on me. It’s old enough.”
The hostess, Sirika-sama, hugged her and swept her body. It was a word of thanks, but his expression faltered a little because he remembered the immoral thing he had done last night.
“…Leo, if you’re having a hard time, just talk to me. We will always be together.”
Surprisingly, it was Ariaspil who kept Jijo without crying. I was grateful for the warm words, but I was very, very, very concerned about why I kept watching the pants dance.
‘…I don’t want to be conscious of it either…’
[…why is it in the portrait house atmosphere?]
The sage’s voice heard at that moment, the excited sensations he was conscious of immediately fade away.
＜Sage?＞
But it was nowhere to be seen.
[I can’t maintain my spirit body now. The sacred power of the Holy Sword entered my body and disturbed the internal mana.]
Now the question has been resolved. For some reason, the sage hasn’t been seen since he was hit with the Holy Sword…
[But why is the atmosphere in a portrait house? Who died?]
＜I want to ask you. I was just talking about…＞
[Then leave it alone.]
That honestly makes me cry.