convey your heart
Vera made that decision, but he didn’t put it into action.
It was because there was something that had to be decided before that, and there was also Vera’s personal greed.
The first thing to be decided is a discussion on the way to go in the future.
Now that the identity of the ‘coffin’ and its owner have been revealed, more than anything else, it was necessary to discuss them.
It is not for nothing to create a cluttered atmosphere at such a moment and disrupt work.
Next on Vera’s personal greed… It was nothing else.
This is why it was necessary to think about the ‘how’ to convey the heart.
Isn’t that right, it was Renee who had been constantly bumping into each other’s hearts.
He was the one who pushed Renee like that the whole time and made him upset.
To that extent, ‘I can now accept St.’s heart’ with a single word is not polite to Renee.
It was not meant to impress with colorful gifts and honey dripping words.
However, he wants to have at least a minimum mood in conveying his heart.
Doesn’t it come to the conclusion that it’s not just about cancer that conveys your heart in the drab cradle of the dead, even in the darkened reception room of the old castle?
The reception room where the party, Jenny, and even Hodric were gathered.
Vera stared at Reneeman, preoccupied with those thoughts.
‘What a saint likes… .’
monstrosity. violence. walk.
Vera’s expression clouded at the words that came to mind.
‘… not.’
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Other than that, there will be keywords that are more suitable for the act of confession.
Things like the scent of flowers, a warm atmosphere, or softly resonating music.
Vera found it very difficult to keep up with his worries.
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Of course, it’s because I’ve never had a problem like this in my life.
It wasn’t that women weren’t inexperienced.
No, if you look at it, it was right to see that there are enough men to stick their tongue out.
Isn’t he the owner of a huge group that had a whopping influence over one area and even half of the continent?
If you don’t have a female experience, that’s rather strange.
However, when it comes to dating experiences, Vera couldn’t say anything.
‘… .’
there was no
It was 0 times.
Romance was not a genre suited to Vera’s life.
If I had to pick the sweetest words I ever said to another woman in my life, I would say, ‘I think you’re fine today.’ A human whose degree is the end, that is what Vera is.
Vera’s expression darkened.
As the worries deepened, René, who had been discussing for a long time, asked Vera.
“What do you think, Vera?”
Vera’s body trembled.
The head flashed upwards.
“Isn’t it right to get out of the cradle as Lord Hodrick said?”
Reneeman, who had not seen what Vera was doing until just before, asked with a serious face.
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Others took a deep breath or shook their heads as Vera, who had been alone in another world, finally opened his mouth.
Vera, who had hardened his expression in embarrassment, responded to Renee’s words with the most skillful manner possible.
“Yeah, I think that’s a good way to go.”
“Well, maybe it is. I wanted to go say hello to Maleus… .”
[You’re not the kind of person who cares about that, so you can relax. No, I don’t think you’d be angry at me for not leaving. Perhaps one of the reasons Your Majesty is holding on to Alaysia for so long is to buy you time to leave.]
“… Yes, it is.”
Vera stopped contemplating, giving a rough estimate of what was going on through Renee and Hodrick’s conversation.
‘… once later.’
It’s not something you have to think about now to get an answer, so let’s do the research slowly.
First of all, let’s focus on the discussion for now.
Vera straightened up and sat down.
He turned his gaze to Hodrick, concentrating on what he was saying.
In the meantime, Annielis, who was in Jenny’s arms, muttered softly, twitching her tongue.
[You’re so f*cking hot, you’re packing all the stars in the plague.]
A complaint so small that only Jenny, who was holding her, could hear her.
Jenny, who had been dazed until then, said while feeding Anillis a chestnut.
“No bad words.”
These were also whispered words so as not to interfere with the discussion.
*
The next destination was quickly decided.
The Duchy of Oben, just to the north.
It wasn’t because I had business to do with the Principality.
In retrospect, it would be correct to view it as a destination that even the principality would pass through.
Why do you go round and round without looking for your destination right away?
There was only one possible answer to that question.
“… I’m going eventually. Dragon’s nest.”
This is because the place they are heading to is the ‘Dragon’s Nest’, one of the continent’s prohibitions.
This is because what the party is looking for is the ‘first dragon Lokrion’ that will be there.
Isn’t it a situation where Maleus, who will give the answer to the situation where he needs to know exactly what the coffin of eternal life is and what it is for, is tied to the war.
To that extent, the party needed someone to give the answer to, and after a long discussion, it was the Lochrion that was designated as the target.
A garden with nothing but dried grass all over the castle.
Vera nodded at Renee’s words as he stretched out his back and responded.
“Yes, of the ancient species that have been active so far, that is the only thing that can be said to be moderate.”
Vera spoke up and recalled the schedule.
It was just two days later.
Now after leaving the cradle and running north to the Principality of Oben, the king had to get permission to enter the nest.
It wasn’t just that.
Isn’t there another person you should meet there?
As Vera’s thoughts continued, Renee, who was stretching, suddenly turned her head to Vera and asked a question.
“Oh, by the way, who is the Archduke?”
The last hero Vera has not yet met in this lifetime.
It was a question about Hegryon, the Archduke of the Cold in the Duchy of Oben.
Vera pondered for a moment at the question handed to him, then shook his head and spat out the answer.
“I don’t know for sure. The first reason is that my memory is not completely correct, and the second reason is that the only memory I have is the memory of fighting him.”
Not that it wasn’t, it really was.
First of all, isn’t it a memory with suspicion of manipulation?
In addition, even those fabricated memories are only a few memories of sharing a sword with him.
Vera narrowed his eyebrows and traced his memory, then added:
“If I were to tell you about those memories… First of all, he was the one with the deepest concentration of Aurors among the heroes in my memory.”
“Um, is that strong?”
“It will depend on what measure you take, but once you are called a hero, you are a human being who is worth it. Furthermore… .”
The cloak he wore, a masterpiece white mane.
Vera wrinkled his face as he recalled it.
“… I have one thing that is quite difficult to deal with.”
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Oben’s National Treasure, completed by the spirits of winter.
The smallest fortress in the world that protects its wearer from all physical and magical damage.
As Vera vomited annoyance as he remembered his sword being thrown off by the cloak, Renee responded with a smirk.
“Vera also has a strong desire to win.”
“Yes?”
“Um, just.”
It was a thought that suddenly came to my mind.
Vera’s attitude toward dealing with or having to deal with someone.
And when I think of his attitude after returning, I think that he is a person with a strong desire to win.
“That’s good. Because there is a sense of improvement.”
Vera had a small question about Renee’s sudden start to speak in an unfamiliar language, but then erased it.
Then, in the silence that came to mind, I looked at Renee.
It was because of the thought that came to mind when the conversation disappeared.
‘… Does the saint like someone with a sense of improvement?’
It was a concern about René’s taste.
Even if I try to get rid of it far away, the worries that run through my head whenever I have time.
Vera, who could not overcome the trouble this time too, made his expression clouded at the thought of being driven to one point.
‘how… .’
I couldn’t figure it out.
I thought that I had learned a lot about her during my time with Renee, but when this moment comes, I can hardly remember what confession will make her happy.
‘I don’t think you’ll like big things.’
He has a personality that doesn’t enjoy seeing people’s eyes on him.
In addition, he has a personality that does not enjoy noisy atmospheres.
Isn’t it the kind of person who enjoys mostly sitting in a flower garden or something?
‘That’s why it’s so modest… .’
He did not occupy his castle.
Still, I wanted to do the least amount of preparation.
As it is a once-in-a-lifetime moment, I want to create beautiful memories in Rene’s memory forever.
It was a worry that came to mind even though I knew that Renee would accept me no matter how I confessed.
Rather than just confessing and getting approval, it was a greed created by love, who realized later that she wanted to create memories that she would cherish for the rest of her life.
However, it was unlikely that Vera, who was far from romance, could come up with an answer.
*
Chaeeng-!
The swords touched, and then one sword bounced off.
Hodrick recalled his exclamation as he saw Vera’s sword that had reached the nape of his neck in the blink of an eye.
[I think it’s great. It’s the most unusual concept I’ve ever seen.]
Last Dalian before leaving.
In the midst of this, Hodric, who finally faced Vera’s will, couldn’t help but admire him.
[It must have taken a long time to make such a sword. Congratulations. I think he has completely surpassed me now.]
Hodric said so and picked up the sword that had fallen on the floor.
Shortly after doing so, Hodrick realized that Vera had a strange expression on his face and tilted his head.
[Why?]
A mug that wants to say something.
Vera paused for a moment and spoke out cautiously when he asked a question as he was curious about the correct way to describe it.
“… If you don’t mind me, I have something I’d like to ask you.”
[Well? Please tell me.]
Vera’s lips twitched.
Not a single word came out.
Vera frowned for a moment as if contemplating something, then opened his mouth again after a while.
“… He, Sir Hodric, if there is anything that needs advice.”
The words that were uttered were full of a sense of humor.
Hodrick tilted his head and listened to Vera’s next words.
Vera strained Hodrick’s attitude, asking questions he had pondered the whole time before coming to see him.
“Sir Hodrick is not married.”
[Well? right. Hundreds of years have passed and I still love my wife.]
“Yes, so I have a question for you.”
[Tell me something quickly. I’m afraid I’m going to get frustrated when I stop being steamy.]
Hodrick urged.
Vera hesitated for a moment, then clenched his fists and forced the words to flow.
“Maybe, Lord Hodrick proposes to his wife in some way… .”
Vera’s speech was muffled, unable to overcome the rising shame.
However, everything I have to say has already been said.
Hodrick happily answered Vera’s question, feeling a strange nostalgia.
[Proposal… ! This really reminds me of a long time ago!]
are you going to make a confession?
Hodrick let out a chuckle as he looked at his junior standing at the inflection point of his life.
[I’m afraid I can’t give you advice on this. As for how I confessed… .]
Hodrick continued.
Vera, who had listened to Hodrick with his eyes wide open, felt that the more he spoke, the more doubtful he felt inside.
“… A song, right?”
[exactly! I knelt in the middle of a flower garden in my wife’s hometown and sang a song only for her! I still vividly remember her reaction back then. Tuck your mouth with both hands! I shut it up and trembled with joy.]
Vera kept his mouth shut.
I had a question that came to mind, but I didn’t say it.
… Vera was not so arrogant as to ask, ‘Isn’t your wife shivering in shame?’