44 – Lawless Zone Requitas (4)
[Saint, reverse harems are impure! [Excerpt from Volume 3, page 208]
The gray curved sword drew an arc.
An eerie feeling split the air, leaving an afterimage as distorted as rain-stained glass where the blade moved.
The cut grass blades blew in the wind.
Isha’s sword strikes were so fast that it was difficult for her eyes to follow them, but there was no sound.
A sound that humans inevitably have. Her heart was beating, her blood was flowing, and the sound of the air cracking as she moved was heard only from her.
That’s why Isha’s sword felt like it had no form.
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Since the battle began, she has had no sense of reality, as if she were dreaming.
Because of her blurry and vague presence, she kept losing track of her location. Even though her head was about to be cut off in an instant, she didn’t notice it until just before.
Isha disappeared from sight again. Where’s next? Back? Or above? Even that or below? She couldn’t follow it with her reason or senses.
The sword of shadow struck the two people again.
* * *
At first glance, he is about a couple of years younger than Sirien.
Isha was an impressive girl with gray hair and vivid green eyes.
Should I call it a first impression? Her appearance reminded me of a bovine animal like a squirrel.
About her Since she was the daughter of the guild leader, she was reminded of the fierce appearance of a cat, but instead, she felt gentle and calm.
“Hey… ….”
The girl shrank a lot.
Is it because she was saved just before her death? As soon as my eyes met hers, the girl’s anxiety increased.
Well, it was a natural reaction. Because anyone could experience panic right before her death.
This was even more so if it was a young girl.
I spoke as calmly as possible so as not to frighten the girl further.
“You’re hurt a lot. “What’s your name?”
Oh my. I should have spoken a little more softly.
It was a mistake. These days, besides Sirien, all the people I’ve met are from rough tribes, so the familiar tone of voice just came out.
Still, wouldn’t it have been ineffective? The girl with gray hair slowly revealed her name.
It was the first time I heard the name of a character who played an active role in the original work.
“Isha… …. “My name is Isha.”
“Isha? “You are Isha of Shadow Moon?”
“Well, I didn’t hear it correctly, but you’re right that my name is Isha.”
In the original work, Isha was a character with a mid-boss status.
The so-called Shadow Moon Isha. The head of an assassination guild based in the capital of the empire.
It was later revealed that it was Razen Bertus’ silent sword.
Although Isha appeared early and died, she was the villain who came closest to Yeoju’s death.
In fact, ‘Der Cian’, who was a member of Yeoju’s reverse harem, was driven to the brink of her death by Isha. The heroine, Ellis, had no means of responding to Isha.
It was literally like the female lead and her male lead were cornered at the same time.
The problem is that the main character of this novel was not Isha.
When the heroine, Ellis, dies, the novel is completed. So the author didn’t let Isha win.
The writer’s choice was to make Isha a victim of the Dersian awakening episode.
At the last moment, Dersian awakened his power and cut down Isha.
From that day on, Der Cian was called the Sword Saint, and her Sword Saint valued her so highly that she always used Isha as the standard whenever she faced a strong enemy.
“Let’s treat the wound first. “My colleague is coming over there at the moment.”
“Is there any reason for you to help me?”
“Because I have a kind personality.”
“Oh, I see… ….”
Isha avoided my eyes.
I couldn’t see her expression, but maybe she understood what I was trying to say?
It is true that my personality is kind, so I didn’t know that he accepted it.
Meanwhile, Sirien came closer.
Sirien looked at me and then at Isha, then held out her white hand.
“I’ll give you treatment first. “Is the wound on this side?”
“If you touch it, there will be a lot of blood on your clothes.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
Sirien’s divinity flows over Isha’s wounds.
She was a huge and sublime deity. As if I had not played around with her for four years, Sirien has also steadily established herself as a saint.
Her huge wound had healed to the point where she could see it with her own eyes. At the same time, Isha’s eyelids seemed to slowly close.
It was the power of rest.
Hybras’ divinity has the worst compatibility with healing, but its efficiency increased considerably after putting the patient to sleep.
It seemed like the sleeping state was treated as a type of rest.
“Suddenly, I fell asleep…… “
“Yes. You’re probably feeling lazy. It’s okay to sleep. “After you get a good night’s sleep, let’s talk later.”
Sirien placed her hand on Isha’s forehead.
Soon Isha fell asleep with her relaxed face, breathing softly.
* * *
Requitas was a place so full of crime that it deserved the name of a lawless zone.
However, if all areas of the city were dangerous, no customers would come to visit with money.
South where the entertainment district is located.
When there was a nobleman ruling this land, the streets where the downtown area was were still maintained public order.
Although the legitimate noble family disappeared, the person who would rule this city did not disappear.
No matter who was in power in this lawless area, their goal was all about the gold brought by Requitas.
However, if the minimum level of safety is not guaranteed, customers will not come and bring money.
Someone needed to maintain order in this city.
This meant that a criminal organization was protecting order in the entertainment district of Requitas.
“Did you take care of that child?”
“I laid him down on the bed in that room. Just in case, I only tied my arms. “I tied it loosely, so you’ll understand what it means when you wake up.”
“Okay.”
We took Isha, who was sleeping, and immediately found a place to stay in southern Requitas.
Since I had enough money, there was no need to choose a poor place.
Thanks to you, the saint was excited for the first time in a long time.
“Huh? Razen! Come quickly and lie down on this bed. “It’s fluffy and nice.”
“It’s true. “I didn’t even expect this much.”
Sirien lay down on the large bed and rolled around.
A bright smile appeared on a face that rarely smiled outside.
The entertainment district of Requitas gives mercenaries the experience of becoming nobles.
Of course, it was true that in the eyes of a true nobleman, there was something sloppy about it.
Because it was overly flashy, it looked rather vulgar.
However, the people who have been rolling in the mud and carrying their comrades on the blood-stained walls are mercenaries.
For them, the bed and blankets filled with soft cotton, and the room with its refreshing scent were like a sweet dream.
What about food you have never eaten in your life? A drink with flavor instead of the smell of cheap alcohol, a sweet, fawning beauty.
Even drugs that seem to pickle the brain.
It may only be a memory that lasts for a few days, but it was a memory that will be engraved in my life.
To them, it was like a violence they could not resist.
The mercenary, sunken by this memory, had no choice but to return to this street of pleasure every time he saved up money.
“The bed is wide and big. “I don’t know how long it’s been since I last saw something like this.”
“Is that so? “It seems to be similar in size to the one I used when I was young.”
That kind of commercialism worked in a way that stimulated a sense of nostalgia for Sirien.
Rather than experiencing it for the first time in my life, does it feel like I am seeing something I once had again, albeit in a similar way?
Still, it seemed unlikely that Sirien would sink in this city.
“Hmm, this pillow isn’t that good though. “It looked good on the outside, but the material wasn’t great.”
“Do you like anything else?”
“Well. The overall aesthetics are poor. “I don’t know what’s pretty, so I think I just put it together.”
The daughter of Ilencia and the saintess of Hybras.
It was because the Grand Duchess’ standards were too high for Requitas’s lodgings to attract Sirien…….
While I was sitting on the bed, Sirien was nibbling next to her and eating her grapes.
She said it was good to have a lot of delicious fruits, and her pretty lips drew a round line.
Sirien, who was smiling, came right up to me.
“Would you like to try one of these?”
The words were interrogative, but as expected, my opinion was not important to Sirien.
Her soft fingers come to my mouth.
Was it a grape that was forced into her mouth?
Because I’ve always liked sharing snacks like this. There was nothing particularly surprising.
But this was a little new.
Her familiar arms hugged me from behind. It was as if her face was buried, and her Sirien’s exhaled breath felt like it was touching her back.
“Why suddenly again?”
“Just. She suddenly wanted to do this. No?”
“Even the things that can’t be done.”
“In times like this, it would be better if you told me I could do whatever I wanted.”
“You can do whatever you want.”
A soft tone with a bit of playfulness.
Sirien laughed at my answer. It was nice to hear that she was laughing because she couldn’t really hold it in.
When she was in the castle, she had a smile that Sirien often made.
“Then carry me on your back.”
“What?”
“You took care of that girl named Isha very well. I do not like it?”
“She was a patient. “You were the one who even put me to sleep.”
“So you don’t like it?”
“No. “Hold it on, princess.”
As I got down from her bed and got into position, I immediately felt a weight on her back.
Only then did Sirien lean her cheek against my shoulder, as if satisfied.
When was the last time you carried Sirien?
She thought it might have been a rainy day. As she was returning from the forest of Sanctuary towards the cave.
Compared to then, Sirien has grown a little taller.
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The sound of her heart also got a little louder, boom. Thud. Her ringing sound seemed to reach my ears.
Her unusually warm body temperature seemed to remain the same.
As I was carrying her on my back, her Sirien’s fingers were twirling my shoulders as if they were rubbing them.
She could hear her voice sinking a little.
“It just reminded me of when I was young. “When she couldn’t sleep, her nanny would carry me like this and sing her lullabies.”
“Can you sing me a lullaby too?”
“No. Lullabies are okay. Instead, she said, will you please let me stay like this just a little longer? “Just until I fall asleep.”
“Yes.”
“Thank you. Also…… You are still mine “He’s my knight.”
What a new sound.
I wandered around the room until Sirien fell asleep.