Faradiv sighed. His steps in the back, dark alley were heavy.

‘Why do I always act like a fool in front of Dame Nina?’

Watching her sit side by side with Benzel and dine together, his stomach twisted. By the time he came to himself, he had already approached her and asked a question.

‘It’s a shame that Naff isn’t here.’

My brother would have kicked my ass at that moment. No, the moment he knows he’s roaming around like this right now, he might collapse from blood pressure.

He’s a sweet brother who came out secretly because his younger brother shouldn’t have collapsed from blood pressure at a young age.

Faradiv quickly sped up his steps while thinking nonsense. The sun had already set and the alley was deserted.

‘But today there was a harvest.’

With this proof, he would definitely be able to hit Vialentel.

Tak Tak.

I heard footsteps behind my back. It was the sound of footsteps that seemed to be done explicitly.

Faradiv glanced back. Two strong men were walking in his direction fiercely staring at him.

‘!’

He cast his gaze forward and scanned the alley. The alley ended into a small space inside the inner alleys, and people walked out from the side roads.

He bit his lip because at a glance he could tell that everyone was an unusual person.

‘I guess I shouldn’t have gone out without a word to Naff.’

He was dejected, but giving up here was not his nature. He turned around and started running.

“Uh?”

“Catch!”

The men who were chasing from behind immediately lost sight of him because of his quicker movements than expected. Faradiv ran with full force. He reflected on himself, who had always grumbled about why he was learning self-defense, and thanked his teacher from the bottom of his heart.

I just need to get out of this alley!

At that moment, a man came out of nowhere and blocked his path. He saw a sword in the man’s hand.

Faradiv stopped and the masked man walked over to him.

He looked around and saw that he was under siege. Everyone started to draw their swords one by one, making him swallow a bitter laugh.

It’s going to end he-.

“I didn’t know it would end this fast~.”

Puck!

With a high and cheerful voice, there was a loud sound. The man who blocked the front of Faradiv was kicked and flew away, getting stuck in the wall.

“You must not think like that.”

The woman who braided her red hair into two braids approached Faradiv. As he opened his mouth, she said ′′Shhhh.′′ and squinted her eyes.

If you ask me, I will keep the secret even at the risk of my life.

Unable to believe his own eyes, Faradiv looked at her blankly.

The men seized the momentum at once while they were in the middle of a conversation. She turned around, blocked Faradiv behind her back, and asked.

“So, who is the boss?”

Nina beat her fists together and there was a cheerful metal sound. The knuckle she was wearing was making the sound. The men in masks looked at each other. One of them stood up and opened his mouth.

“I don’t know who you are, but seeing you are intervening, I don’t think it’s an ordinary person-.”

“You are the boss!”

Nina smashed the ground and bounced off, hitting the opponent’s stomach mercilessly.

“Cuckoo-!”

As her opponent’s body floated in the air and fell helplessly, Nina kicked him in the side a second time, clearing him away.

With a neat round kick, his bones were broken and a leather ripping-like sound popped.

“Are you an idiot? Why are you coming out when people ask? Did you leave your brain behind and used your empty head as an ornament?”

“Wow······.”

Unknowingly uttering some words, Faradiv covered his mouth with his hand.

“Kill!”

“Brace up for battle!”

The opponents were professionals. The moment Nina kicked the captain, they grabbed the swords and ran towards Nina. However, they were not opponent’s to her. She overpowered sword-wielding opponents with her fists and kicks.

She didn’t use a weapon, but it was outright violence as there was no strength control in her movements.

The joints of the limbs were broken, and jaws would make a rotating sound. Someone’s neck bone broke in one kick. Their torn skin and splattered blood were in her fists, just like a hound in a battlefield······.

Faradiv gasped.

It was completely different from a duel between knights. That was a primitive form of violence.

A broken joint seems more painful than being cut by a sword. It was the first time he had heard the sound of breaking bones, but he could understand it at once because it sounded clear. He also noticed that hitting a person makes a dull sound like hitting clay.

In a battle between bare limbs and a sword, the sword is always victorious in terms of reach.

However, the speed at which Nina accurately hit or dug into the sword gaps with her hands, hit her opponent, and came back was terrifying.

It felt painful just by looking at it, so he wanted to turn his eyes away. But Faradiv watched Nina’s fight to the end, even though he was sick and nauseous

“Uh…Uhg······.”

Some died and some collapsed.

Nina glanced back at Faradiv, lightly wiping her blood-soaked hands and squinting her eyes.

“First of all, you also deserve to be hit once, right?”

“What? Ah? No, excuse me?”

Faradiv stepped back in embarrassment.

‘It’s Dame Nina, right? We’re on the same team, right? I’m not going to die here, am I? Won’t I die if I get hit? I’m going to die, I’m going to die 100%.’

Nina raised her fist.

It was a slow movement, not as fast as before. It was enough time for him to blink his eyes twice. Her knuckles lightly tapped his nose.

Looking at the water-colored eyes that became round in surprise, Nina put both hands on her waist.

“Why are you doing something so dangerous?”

At that moment, the tension was completely relieved, and Faradiv sat down on the spot. Nina was surprised and bowed her body.

“Are you okay? Where are you hurt?”

“No, I just lost power······.”

At his helpless laugh, Nina let out her breath of relief and leaned her back against him.

“Get up.”

“What? W-W-What?”

“Oh, come on. Hurry up. We have to get out of here, there must be more out there.”

“No, but.”

“Ah, really.”

Annoyed, Nina turned around and hugged him in a flash.

“Uwa!”

“We are going.”

Nina kicked the ground and started running. Faradiv didn’t know where to look or what to say. He blankly thought, ‘Being carried in a princess hug while running is less shaky than I thought.’

His mind returned only when they stopped in front of the imperial wall and Nina dropped him off.

He leaned against the wall, breathed out, and said.

“I thought my life would end there.”

Nina said with a dissatisfied face.

“Don’t you know that the game is over when the prince is caught? It’s a good thing that I followed you.”

Faradiv smiled bitterly. There was no excuse this time.

“I’m sorry. I lived thanks to you.”

“I’m sure you have at least one escort, don’t you?

“I know, right.”

Nina looked into his water-colored eyes. Faradiv blankly looked into her eyes and realized that her eyes were green.

“Huh?”

“What?”

“Eyes-.”

His brown hair was a wig. So he thought Sir Nina’s red hair was also a wig. So, how did she change the color of her eyes?

“Pretty, right?”

When Nina asked with a grin, Faradiv replied yes in a puzzled voice. When he calmed down, he could see that there was a hint of excitement in her voice and expression.

Eyes dyed rose with excitement, vivid cheeks, and moist lips.

(TL: the color of her eye is green, is the white part that is a little rosy, look at people after they take a sprint. It’s because blood rushes up.)

And blood-soaked hands.

Faradiv suddenly realized that the human in front of him had just beaten people to death.

I didn’t notice because she was acting casually.

Faradiv swallowed his saliva. As he looked down at his clothes, he clearly saw had bloodstains on the parts where Nina hugged him.

When I confirmed that fact and my eyes met hers, Nina laughed.

It was a sweet smile.

Faradiv felt embarrassed for some reason.

“I won’t kill you.”

“What?”

“I don’t go around killing people out of excitement.”

“I didn’t think of that.”

He made a serious face.

Wiping her hands, Nina said.

“If you use a sword, it is possible to track the opponent with the cut. That’s annoying.”

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