367 < Chapter 66. It's mine (2) >

There were many times when it was two.

But four is the first time.

The number of royal family members encountered in person outside the palace.

whether it's Callian and Plants walking around together, whether it's Callian and Demirea, whether it's Callian and Kiri coming out. It always seems to be Kalian, but I've seen two of them around. Even Khalian went with Demirea to rare bookshops, dessert shops, and laid-back restaurants.

However, it was the first time that the prince and prince were walking along the streets of Astricia, where the nobles roamed. The royal family roaming outside the Sheep Palace, such a light outing, could only control Hatsuara, a supreme dragon.

"I just went to dinner and came back. I walked into the restaurant and Prince Calian was having dinner with the Duke of Siegfried. You thought I had the wrong eye."

"I don't know when you'll get used to wandering around without an escort."

"You'll never get used to it. Once I go to Camelon and the other princes are twenty years old, I'll never see him again."

There was a quiet commotion.

Since it was not surprising to meet the royals themselves, nothing happened to show their cheers or surround them, but a great gaze continued to follow.

"You're amazing, by the way. I can't believe you two are still out there like that."

"But isn't it good to see? A few years ago, I had to go to the royal palace or have a big event, but I hardly saw anyone."

"Maybe we are. Some people don't think so."

"If you go around like that, you'll be fine on the inside, so you'll be fine with it."

No, it's not.

Worried, so many Remains never let me go out. It would have been reported and zinc again by now.

Even Remain knew later that his two sons had taken Arsen to Siegfried. Only Allen knows how surprised Remain was when he heard he went to the Grand Palace. Alan didn't care.

As a result, Remain didn't even get a chance to oppose this outing. Of course, Kalian had a very peculiar idea that he wanted to get permission from Le Maine in advance. However, Remain was in a meeting, Khalian was not patient enough to wait for the end of the meeting, and the knights guarding the palace gate were simply not enough to stop the gentle Plants and our Hina from taking care of the necessary preparations for this trip.

Astricia Street got there anyway.

"But that's the one."

Prince smiling as if he had cut off one of the most colorful flowers in the world. Prince opening his eyes with doubts as to whether he was breathing. As always, Siegfried the peacock with a thoughtful and majestic expression. There was a place where the eyes of those who looked at these three stopped as if they had promised.

"I've seen her a few times, but it's no wonder she's engaged to someone like that."

"Did you say healer?"

It was Demirea who was used to people's gaze, not Hina. But the one who got the most eyes now was Hina. A healer who needs no distractions, Half-Elf, and the prince's bride. It should be enough to draw attention to itself, but I can't help but notice the royal family and the Peacock.

"Hina, are you uncomfortable?"

Calian quietly asks on a dark horse who always stands tall, raises his hoof and enjoys the situation. Hina shakes her head and moves her hands.

- Not uncomfortable enough. Just, a little bit, curious. When I was with my brother, I didn't have people staring at me like this.

"You couldn't look at it because you were afraid of Kiri. He's so tall, but he's always so angry. And he's my driver."

- But, sweet prince, people, they're not scared.

"She's beautiful."

A horse that doesn't have any color to brag about. Hina smiles silently as she comes out of her voice. After that, I felt a deep sigh once, the sound of kicking my tongue filled with annoyance. It came from the mouths of two others who knew that Kalian was a liar.

Calian points to the other side of the street, who ignored his wife and brother's reaction in a daze. Thanks to the deep purple jacket embroidered with gold and the more prominent black shirt, the white bandages stiffen the hand.

"Hey, I see Ser Slake's costume shop."

The eyes of the people who were headed for Hina moved naturally with their hands. By the time you get out of the costume shop, word will spread that Kalian was injured all over Cairysis.

Calian, who was able to achieve satisfactory results, enters Shatin's costume shop without delay. After pulling out Plants' uniform designs, he was patient and pressed tightly against the eyes that wanted to hang a shatin that had something in common with him right away.

Pink, pale yellow, blue, blue, beige. A colourful dress with lots of layers, lace and frills, and a length and embellishment that won't be too uncomfortable. While choosing dresses of various colors and shapes, Hina never looked at them, with the help of Demirea, who translates the sushi next to her.

A blue dress. Khalian knew it was because he was afraid that Silica might remind him of the last thing she wore. He must have recognized Plants.

- I don't like floral arrangements.

Hina, who loves all the flowers in the world, said,

- But, pretty jewelry, lots of it. The count down, all of it, will buy you.

And Hina said, unexpectedly, Only Plants recognized this time that he was trying to get rid of the cost of saving his life and not create another debt in the future.

- You can buy it, right?

"There is."

- Good, I'll wear it.

"Yes."

So, Hina fits in her pretty clothes and Demirea can see the clothes that she will never wear for life, Plants can't calculate, she can't help but spend money, and she's comfortable. Suddenly, she feels like she's sending a herd-like young man somewhere, and suddenly, a somewhat dull Kalian leaves the costume shop.

"Would you like to return immediately, or take a short break?"

A thrilled Hina and a plan that never came to Astricia at a time like this. Callian, who saw them, replies to Demirea.

"I'm afraid I'll be there in a minute. It's been a while."

"Do so."

After a short answer, Demirea entered a cafe on Astricia Street and carefully brought a strawberry ice cream to Hina, a muscular man with unfamiliar Aedynian flower hair. I didn't buy my share of two royal families who couldn't eat on the road and who didn't like ice cream that much.

Calian looks at Plants as he walks into a small fountain in the middle of the street with many frequent glances.

"Demirea has promised to bring Riley to the palace tomorrow, but I think you should spare some time."

"Yes."

"Maybe he won't come."

"Why."

"I heard you insist on coming when you reach ten."

"· · · · · · Age."

"I don't think that's why I didn't come. The other children had to be 10 years old to enter the palace."

In Cairys, Plants nods in silence. I finally understood why Riley, who had been invited, had not come to the royal palace.

"Doesn't matter."

"Yes. I've been asked to tell you that this is not a royal decree."

"Got it."

"I'll let you know when I get there."

"Got it."

Soon, Calian turns his head toward Demirea. And I wanted to thank you for all your help today. I came out for a reason, but I also wanted to say it was nice to have some time to relax for a really long time.

- Flash!

Pow, pow!

However, like a firecracker, I kept my mouth shut to the sound of the sky bursting out. The red eyes, which were drawing a pleasant curve, stood up.

Grey's been walking towards me lately. Crowded late-night dinner. Magic grenades, blown up in the air.

Yeah, it's not fireworks. It's definitely a magic bullet.

"· · · · · · · Eila."

When those who think of the sudden flames that briefly illuminated the dark sky as cheap as fireworks set their feet again, Calian turns to look for the situation without further concern.

"Hina, stay here. Don't go anywhere else. Stay close to Demirea and her brother. Just a moment, sir. With the noise, the Balkans will come. Demirea, I'm begging you until then."

A few words whisper, and Calian leaps to the top of Raven. Raven understands the owner's will to ignore the inability to run in the capital at the fastest pace.

An illusion that a remnant of flame falls over Raven's shadow that disappears in an instant. Plants opens his mouth to Demirea, looking around with a stiff face.

"If it's true that my brother's new henchman blew it up, I don't know if that's a problem."

It's in the capital. Don't let Callian pull out the sword while everyone's watching. Demirea holds her head back, thinking the same thing. Then I took a small round sphere out of my chest and threw it into the sky.

Unlike the loud roar from afar, Demirea's sphere makes no light or sound. However, Demirea's black horse raises its head and rolls a few times.

Demirea, who tapped the horse's neck, opens her mouth.

"Siegfried's knights will be here, too. Stay close."

"Got it."

Plants replied that he had just noticed that it was a noise that could only be reached by well trained Siegfried's words.

Immediately Demirea listens to him. And as you take a few steps forward, you turn back, shaking your head. Then he stepped off his horse and stood in front of Plants and Hina.

"It's generally a burden. Sometimes it's not as safe as it looks."

Demirea grips Hina's hand with an unknown voice. Then you hold Hina's hand in Plants' hand.

"Of course."

Demirea, who was lightly baptized, came back to the horse again. Then you run along the path to Khalian and vanish. Keeping the prince and Balkan healers in his clutches.

The nobility around you stops.

A number of eyes are fixed against the two hands that hold each other well.

After grabbing the hands of Plants because I was injured from time to time, Hina has no other emotions except that eating ice cream is a little uncomfortable, and I like to learn an effective solution, but I realized that I was not so weak that even the Peacock realized that I wasn't that weak, so I shouldn't make a battle with Kalian or Kiri for a while.

"· · · · · · · · · · · Ha."

The two begin to wait for the knights, safe and sound, in spilling eyes.

* * *

Blue glow sole.

The first time I held a magic bullet in my hand, I accidentally pressed the ignition button. I couldn't take it off, so I threw it away.

There was a thunderstorm and the dust rose beneath the clear sky. On the edge of the trail of a magic bullet, a small bird falls dead.

"This is a good character to lose."

Blue sole.

A dead, little blue bird of no consequence. I didn't forget the bird.

So I took out a magic bullet. You throw it into the air. Whether you're coming to help or running, I want you to take care of it. Then he said that. It's a great trait to lose.

Eila smiles slightly, never heard of such an assessment.

"You don't have to kill those who don't care."

"If you throw it at me, I'll die instead."

"I'm afraid more expensive lives will die along with you. I think the building is weak here."

"You have to lose that."

"It's my choice. It's my loss or not."

The man in front nods.

Then I lifted up my thin, long sword slightly and glanced at the light of the moon when it began to rise. His gaze shifts toward Eila as he glances at the dazzling red glow buried in the bubble.

"Who are you? Who sent you? I'm very curious, so I think you should know that."

"Well, who is it?"

"This is going to hurt. I stabbed him in the stomach. Doesn't it hurt?"

His blade pierces above the right clavicle and escapes.

In an instant, at the exact same time.

Eila stands motionless with a steady face, enduring the pain of overly good knowledge of where and how she was injured.

"It's supposed to hurt, but it doesn't look sick. Are you offended?"

"Just, disappointed."

The lightly stubborn man pulls out the knife in his hand. Blood drops of light like those from Eila's wounds scatter and disappear. The man watching for a moment mutters as if to himself.

"Does it really not hurt? You're good at this."

You draw another smile on Eila's mouth. Then one of his lips twists up.

"· · · · · · A bird, you."

"I'm not."

"That's right."

"For now."

"Now?"

Eila nods.

He tilts his head.

- Yuck!

At that time, one of the archers reaches out from Eila's arms and reaches for his neck. At the same time, Eila crashes her feet. You hold the sword with your left hand instead of your right.

- Wheeeek, Tak!

- Ka-ang!

The man wields his arm as fast as the wind blows from his sleeve tip, catching Eila's scepter. Then he turns around and throws away the flying machete.

The one who approached Eila without even noticing.

So Aelle knew this attack would not succeed. Eila leans forward as soon as she prepares, avoiding his counterattack. Suffering the screams of severed bones and muscles piercing each other.

- Shhh!

With one arm, Aelle reaches for his ankle with a slight step. It was a fierce attack that broke the limbs of a Sezard, trained just like Eila, but he fled away lightly.

His sword will fly again.

- Kaga, Ka 'ang!

- Caaaaang!

As you roll to the side, Aelle dodges the flying sword and quickly rises to her feet. And you're close to stopping the sword.

Thin black, but very heavy. A sword that weighs more than what Kiri uses. I feel like my shoulders will sag every time I stop an attack.

"It's a bird."

"Not now, I said."

"Oh, I did."

I was so forgetful, he shrugged his shoulders and rushed to Eila again.

- Ca-ang, ca-ang! Kang! Kang!

- Shhh, Kang!

You block the continuously flying sword, bouncing it off and dodging it. You move your arms and feet restlessly, shooting at the memories you wouldn't have to throw if you hadn't injured your right arm.

His sword will strike again.

Because it's fast, it looks like enough to punch it out, but if you do, you know a no-game game that will push you all the way down your neck. Eila twists and dodges, plunging a sword into his abdomen.

- Boom!

The tip of her sword, which bit her one foot, touches the tip of her head. In the wind, a well-placed silver monk comes loose and falls to the ground. The long hair of the sea light is cut off a little and scattered.

Wook Sin!

As the current flows, the hard-to-ignore pain once again stirs in my head. Eila grips her lower lip.

- Yuck!

The last dagger from his chest extends towards him. The man who was still full of laughter reached out his left hand.

- Kuaak!

And you seize the day of the Dagger that flies to you.

Chip, chip, chip.

Red blood drips from his palm on the blade. The man grins tightly at what he doesn't have to catch.

"I just got here. That's why I have no idea who you are. I don't want to get hurt any more than I already have."

I'm talking about self-defense.

I don't know who's behind her, but she insists that she was attacked first and responded to the attack.

It also meant that I would stop playing and go back.

"If you're sick, you should say you're sick. It would be even more unfair to die."

He grabs the handle of the scepter.

The man holds his sword in his right hand, and Aelle's scabbard thrown in his left. Once more, she clenches her lips and stares at him.

Hold the sword in your left hand with your right hand. We run for him. Thought I'd get some money for the bead that was broken by the fall.

- Ta-ah!

- Ca-ang, ca-ang!

I stopped his sword. Lifts. Turns and extends the leg. I kicked him in the stomach. You duck at the waist and dodge the flying sword again. He reaches out and tries to cut off his leg.

- Kaga!

- Phew!

The sword is blocked.

The scepter in his left hand has been digging for flesh. The blade that has dug deep twists. Expand the wound and get out.

Eila, who swallowed her breath from her senses, bites her foot back without me even knowing it. The man who saw Aelle like that has a rotten face.

"Ah, there."

I 'created' a rotten face.

"You should be careful."

Knock, knock.

The low ledge on the roof is caught in Eila's leg.

I can't help but bend behind it. I feel like I have no place to stand. My head and back go off the roof, and my feet fall off the floor all the time.

A red drop of blood that continues, a green eye that looks down at the fall of the blue bird with its expressionless face, catches my eye.

We're going down.

It was a bluebird, but it was long since its wings were broken.

We're going down.

I closed my eyes.

By the way.

- Pearls · · · · · · · Luck!

- Percussion!

A large cloth sounds like it's holding the wind.

It didn't feel like it hit the ground for a long time. Instead, I felt something solid supporting my back. I felt like I was rolling the floor. I felt like I was holding my whole body tightly like I was protecting it from everything in the world.

I heard voices.

"Ah · · · · · · · · caught."

I can feel his arms trembling.

I heard voices.

I hear voices.

"Eila."

Not yet, he's not.

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