Rüfeld Forest.
One of the representative restricted access areas of the Ernes Empire.
Usually, it is set based on the risk, but in the case of Rüfeldt Forest, it was set as an access restricted area because of the value of the monsters inhabiting it.
The name is Parasite.
A single individual’s ability is at a level that a child 5 or 6 years old can beat if he holds a sharp awl.
However, this was nothing more than the combat ability of Parasite, which could not be used as a host.
Of course, even if it was used as a host, Parasite’s combat ability did not increase dramatically.
It was only because he could only deal with the strength and physical characteristics of the body he had as his host.
If you look at it up to this point, you can say that it is a part of a simple parasitic monster, but… …
In the case of parasites, it does not discriminate whether or not the target to be used as a host is alive or dead.
It meant that it was possible to use a dead body as a host, and the parasite, which completed parasitism in this way, drains all the blood in the body and circulates its own body fluid to revive the dead nerves and activate the organs again. It makes for a perfect fairy tale.
Yes, the reason why medicine has advanced so much that it does not fit the background of the times.
In particular, it was thanks to this parasite that it was possible to do so in the surgical field.
He was able to stab a half-living body tens of hundreds of times by deliberately parasitizing parasites on a corpse with minimal damage, so it would be strange that he didn’t make progress.
Therefore, only when a person with a parliamentary license makes a request, he is entitled to enter the Rüfeld Forest with the request and be captured.
In this case, the mortality rate is likely to be low, but again it is not.
The corpses of wild beasts are deliberately put in periodically to prevent the birds from inadvertently devouring them because the combat abilities of non-parasitic individuals are so poor.
Anyway, it’s not without risk, but it’s relatively small.
As it is an area with limited access, it was the most appropriate place to practice practice outside.
After about two hours, the carriage stopped for the horses to rest for a while, and Ferzen got out and relaxed his stiff body.
It was a little past 6pm, so the sun wasn’t as hot as when we left.
Tuk!
“… … ”
Pleasant vertigo that comes for a while while relaxing your aching body.
He was feeling it. Seeing the hat falling under his feet, Ferzen turned his head.
Laura de Charles Rosenberg.
She is still walking around in clothes that look hot.
Shrek.
He picked up the hat that had fallen on him and dusted it off, and Ferzen quietly put it on her hesitantly.
“Go, thank you… … Ha, I do… … ”
Then he grabbed the end of the hat and bowed his back.
The line on the back of the neck that appears briefly is very elegant and beautiful.
Just like seeing a pretty flower makes you want to pluck it, her pure white neck was exactly that.
“Laura.”
“yes… … ?”
“After a lot of thought, I don’t think Rosenberg would have to step out of neutrality.”
“ah… … ”
At first, he was thinking of isolating Brutein when he was planning to kill Ciel Midford.
So I tried to bring in Rosenberg to wipe the spilled water.
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My brother said that he would rather support me, so there is no need to take the stance of being greedy for politics.In order for the second prince to be sure of succession to the throne, he didn’t have to worry only about the Lobelium Kingdom, but he wouldn’t have to help himself other than that.
“Well, that word… … ”
Slowly, Laura looked up at herself.
His distinctive crimson eyes were trembling.
Are you thinking that you will let yourself go like this?
I don’t need to use it to clean up spilled water, so I’m saving it and rolling it into my personal hand.
It was ridiculous to even give up such a means in the first place.
But Ferzen wanted to turn it around a bit, rather than talking about it right away.
No, it would be foolish to turn around.
The picture itself of trying to imprison Rosenberg out of personal greed was a contradiction now.
“Laura.”
“yes… … ”
“When you say you’re going to let go, is there anyone you want to take control of?”
“… … ”
“okay. Perhaps there are many people who can entrust them with the ability.”
However, there is a high probability that he will make a much more explicit request than himself.
From the moment she reveals the secret she holds, she falls into a thorough Eul position.
Those were the traces of the rebellion that Isabelle Ron Pierre Genova carved into the history of the Ernes Empire.
Needless to say, how cruel humans can be to beings who are free to treat them as they please, and who have no need to uphold moral good.
And if I had said it up to this point, she would have understood it easily.
“… … ”
At that, Laura remained silent for a moment.
In a word, Ferzen wants to bow down and enter.
He probably doesn’t want to maintain that picture of his own weakness and coercion.
Well, what he said wasn’t wrong.
No, that was exactly right.
The strange man of Manwol has gone beyond his previous life and pursued him to the present.
As long as she can’t overcome this, Laura must have someone to restrain her eccentricity.
When it was Isabel in her previous life, the Genoa family itself played that role.
However, in the present day, the Genoese family did not exist.
Because he destroyed it with his own hands.
In such a situation, Ferzen, who has already been tested through numerous oddities, was, frankly, the best inhibitor.
As he said, depending on someone else, the risk was high.
However, you don’t even have to do this.
After struggling, if nothing changes from the previous life, I would put everything down and crawl on my own.
‘… … ‘
Yes, it is highly likely that the result will not be much different from the previous life anyway.
It might be better for him to change the course ahead of time in the direction he is comfortable with.
Originally, if Ferzen took the eccentricity of the full moon as an excuse, and grabbed a leash called Rosenberg.
Now, Laura herself reached out a leash called Rosenberg and put it in Ferzen’s hand.
Laughter flows out inside the slave-like situation of choosing a master.
How contradictory is that, in fact, it is a passive situation that does not suit the active verb selection of choosing.
Paah!
He avoids the parasol and blocks the view of those who might look at it.
again.
Laura came closer.
As if in response, Ferzen held out his palm.
At that, Laura glanced up at Ferzen and bowed her head.
side.
He puts his soft lips in the palm of his hand.
The meaning of a kiss on the palm of your hand is a plea.
“Ah, from now on… … My… … Look, the guardian… … Be, please… … ”
Laura has high pride in her own way.
So, it was best for the guardian to choose the appropriate word that she could compromise on.
But as if sneering at it, Ferzen reached out and touched Laura’s lips.
“… … ”
Knowing what this action required, Laura naturally blushed, but… …
peck
Quietly, he put his finger in his mouth and sucked softly.
You can see the expression on his face as he gently raises the corners of his mouth as if he is satisfied.
Shake!
When their eyes met, Laura rolled her crimson eyes to the side.
But he seemed to enjoy even his own reaction.
‘This kid… … ‘
No, this guy.
He must be a sadist.
For some reason, the cheeks that were hit by him a long time ago ache.
At the same time, the desire to overcome the oddity grew a little more earnest.
It was truly a miserable motivator.
* * * * *
Unlike before, after the establishment of a master-slave contract that is not compulsory.
Ferzen called for Laura, who was standing quietly with a parasol.
“Laura.”
“yes… … ”
“The Genoese bloodline is always a supremacist, so he unconditionally shows outstanding talent in one field.”
“… … ”
“I am asking out of curiosity. What are your talents?”
“Mom, I don’t know… … Oh, to find out… … No, I tried… … ”
Actually, Laura herself was the most frustrated about this part.
“is it.”
And in response to that, Ferzen quietly agreed without saying anything and closed her mouth.
Soon after, when the coaches brought the horses that had had enough rest, Ferzen returned to the inside of the carriage.
He calmly sat down and looked down at his fingers.
The fingertips she licked are still tickling, and she gently rubs her index and thumb to shake off the sensation.
‘Intentionally… … ‘
Was he doing it out of rebellion to embarrass himself?
Inside the open parasol that no one has ever seen.
The appearance of Laura, who was carefully licking her fingers, did not match her youthful appearance that had not yet taken off her t-shirt.
… … It gave off a very eerie, sultry atmosphere.