157. Meeting (3)
“Haap!”
The shouts of the knights echoed throughout the gymnasium. Georg crossed his arms and gave him a stern expression. The knights peeked at Georg’s face and swung their swords again. It is clear that their leader is not in a good mood. But no one dared to ask why.
“My step foot is still weak. Do not strike the sword like an intimidation. The blade is damaged and the balance is lost.”
Georg’s words were the same as usual. That was the problem. After getting married, he managed to roll knights with a smile on his face, but today he returned to his previous appearance. He had been married for a few weeks, had he already argued with his wife? The knights swung their swords in accordance with Georg’s commands, despite harboring disrespectful suspicions in their hearts.
“Stand firm! Flex your wrists.”
Georg moved among the ranks of knights, correcting their disheveled posture. The doubts of the knights gradually faded, leaving only dry tension. It was because it seemed that if the posture was even more disturbed, a discord would be heard.
“Again. Imagine the target in front of you, not just swinging it.”
Georg said that and walked back to the front of the ranks. As they passed by, the glancing glances brought the knights back to their stance. Georg stopped trying to say anything more. Anything more than that is pointless resentment. In fact, even now, it was no different than taking out anger on the knights.
“I will finish here for today. Dissolution. If you want to stay and do supplemental training, I can lend you the key.”
“”Good job!””
The knights’ expressions widened. Georg swung his hand around, and his knights left the arena in groups. As Georg let out a sigh, a member of the group approached.
“Captain.”
The member looked at Georg with a suspicious expression. Did he bother you too much? Just when Georg was about to regret his actions today, he opened his mouth.
“Is your marriage in jeopardy?”
“This c-bar rom has a pierced mouth.”
Georg’s hand, the size of a pot lid, hit the back of the member’s head. The member swayed and let out a short scream. The member rubbed the back of his head, which was tingling with pain, and looked at Georg resentfully.
“No, why did you bother me so much today? Do you think the captain will become like the other old-timers who are now retired? Are you thinking about retirement soon?”
“All right. Don’t be shy and go home. I won’t bother you like this in training tomorrow.”
The doubt did not disappear from the member’s face, but he seemed relieved at the word that he would not bully him. Georg patted the member on the back and sent him out of the arena.
The gym is empty. Georg stood alone in the middle of it and looked up at the sky. His heart was very troubled. He is heading towards his mid-thirties, but he did not know that he would become so disturbed just because he had a conflict with a party member. Georg sighed and grabbed his sword. It was best to swing the sword without thinking to clear his head.
Booung.
The practice sword cut through the air. It was a rough move, but there were no gaps. Georg swung his sword from top to bottom without any aim. He swung like that for an hour or so. His posture shifted and the trajectory of his wooden sword changed. Georg put down his wooden sword and wiped away the sweat. It felt as if his thoughts had been blown away.
Yes, it’s just possible. I thought he was too heroic, and I was the one who drove him away.
Georg shook his head excitedly. It was quite helpful for him to step away for a while and look at it. Shouldn’t he have been arguing with him for nothing? Georg smiled bitterly.
“I am still too young.”
Is it only the body after all that grows up? Georg felt the ring on his left hand. In such a state, he would not even look at his wife. He seemed to have to make a brief stop at headquarters to tell Daphne and leave. Georg thought so and he went outside.
Bang-!!
And then, I froze on the spot from the explosion I heard.
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By the time Bishop Andre returned to the Holy Kingdom and Arjen’s wanted order extended to the entire continent, Marianne returned to the Kairos Kingdom’s warrior party. After a summer that terrified the whole continent, she began to harvest the spring wheat. The abundance and generous atmosphere settled down thickly in the royal capital. Comet did not change the mood of the royal capital.
People glanced at Marianne. Among her, there were those who bowed lightly and expressed their gratitude. She was the one who recognized Marianne that she was a member of the warrior’s party. Marianne felt her strange feelings and she returned her greetings to them. She couldn’t afford to focus on her feelings right now.
Hero Party Headquarters. Marianne opened the door and entered quietly.
“I’m back.”
Marianne muttered as was her habit. She was quieter than usual in her headquarters. Even if Illroy was absent, many people must have come and gone. Marianne looked around the lobby of her headquarters, barely detecting her presence, then went back to her room.
“… Welcome.”
In the room she returned to, Daphne with a dazed expression was sitting on the bed. Marianne widened her eyes and sat down next to Daphne. Daphne turned her head to stare blankly at her Marianne, then opened her mouth. Her room was cold. The chill of autumn was creeping up on the floor.
“Georg is not there now. He probably won’t be back for a while.”
“What happened?”
Daphne let out a long sigh.
“Illroy left to catch Mr. Arjen alone. Of course there was friction. Georg got very angry. Perhaps he wanted to help Illroy.”
In Marianne’s head, the situation was sketched out. Daphne, her middle ground position, deserved to be tired. But, that Daphne. For Illroy, he would literally jump in at any cost.
“Why didn’t you convince Illroy?”
“Because I was looking at you as if you were asking me not to ask. At that time, I don’t think she forgot the promise she made in the barrier. I think there must be a reason for that.”
My party doesn’t have a good day. Daphne said, glancing his eyes out of his window. Marianne was quiet, looking into Daphne’s worried eyes.
“Has there been any other news from Seongguk?”
“The Holy Knights have been busy for a while, but nothing to worry about has happened. The fact that many of the Heretic Questioners suffered… It’s heartbreaking, though.”
There was a rare emotion in Marianne’s voice. Her clenched fists had turned white.
“The bishop who was evacuated to the Holy Land gave a strict order not to act recklessly. He’ll be taken over by Illroy, and he said don’t worry and wait. This time, he decided to listen to the order….”
“How is the Bishop?”
“She was helped by the saintess. She said she would step right out after treatment, but… , the pope immediately issued an injunction. Right now, you are probably stuck in the holy kingdom.”
Marianne set her holy spear down on her floor.
“It seems that the bishop feels a great sense of responsibility for this situation. Because the person he took with his own hands has changed so much. I understand that the Holy Knights are currently enclosing the bishop’s room in order to prevent a situation where he rushes forward.”
Marianne concluded, saying that even Bishop Andrew wouldn’t go out of his way to such a situation. When Daphne heard the situation, she nodded and laid him on the bed.
“We have no choice but to believe and wait. Rather than taking action and getting the situation twisted, we will have no choice but to wait for more information to come in.”
The Archmage of the 7th Circle. A title worn by only two people across the entire continent. It would be a loss for him not to act together. There’s no way he doesn’t even know him. There will be no one who will become a stumbling block by acting together in the warriors’ party. The reason why Illroy didn’t take them….
Smart smart.
Daphne suddenly came to her senses at the faint sound of knocking. Marianne gently turned her head to look at her door, and Daphne furrowed her eyebrows. The knock was from the front door. Knock heard again after some interval. Marianne turned her head to Daphne.
“Did you ever have a visitor?”
Daphne shook his head slowly. He did not plan to have any guests visit. Did he send a messenger from the palace? Or was he a guest from the Holy Land?
“Well…. I do not know. Did you hear any news?”
Marianne followed Daphne from her seat. While they were contemplating, the knock sounded once more. I don’t know who it is, but he probably knows that there’s someone at headquarters, judging by how persistently he knocks on the door. Marianne thought that and tilted her head.
Among the people who could know that, who came?
“Get out now.”
Daphne answered the knock. He reached the lobby. Before that, Marianne had put her feelings to the fullest. But there was no human presence that her Marianne sense caught. Her discomfort spread like worms from the soles of her feet, down her legs, and through Marianne’s whole body.
“Yes, yes.”
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Daphne approached the porch. There is still no sign of her popularity. Judgment – and subsequent action must be quick. Marianne grabbed her remaining wrist as Daphne grabbed her doorknob and opened the door.
The door opens
Knives rushed at Daphne.
The protective magic unfolds.
Marianne’s hand pulled Daphne behind her.
A crushing sound is heard. The 7th circle mage’s protection magic has cracked.
Daphne’s consciousness accelerated. Marianne spread her s*x organs in her free hand.
The magic explosion caused by Daphne happened.
Bang-!!!
The front door of the lobby was blown out, and dust rose. In the aftermath of the shock, Daphne and Marianne bounced out and rolled around in a corner of the lobby. The wooden floor was shattered, scattering dozens of wooden spears.
“… Are you okay?!”
Marianne’s voice was half screaming. Daphne nodded her head. Her pink hair was completely tousled and flowing. So much happened in less than three seconds. Daphne immediately scaled up her protective magic, and the wind blew her dust outside.
“Why is he here… !”
Daphne was shocked and faced the person standing on the porch. Marianne felt her floor with her quivering eyes, but her voice lance was not there. The dark-haired mercenary smiled as he looked at the two with tense expressions. It pretended to be a bitter laugh, but it was a laugh that would never be understood by an ordinary human being, rather close to madness.
“It’s been a while.”
Arjen lowered his sword and said. His eyes were on Daphne. Seeing that look of delight in his eyes, Daphne tensed up and raised his mana. Arjen waved his sword to deflect and block the magic Daphne fired.
“As expected, persuasion won’t work.”
Arjen shook his head,