160 Lady Wants to Support the Black Knight 2

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"You've changed your way of fighting a lot, haven't you?

─ ─ Isn't that right?

Gilbert took a small breath at the smile of a familiar weapon artisan.

Nevertheless, Gilbert's expression cannot move with a little upset. An iceless expression like no other than the name of the ruthless "Black Knight" is stuck to his face.

Arbel has told me before. I didn't realize that at that time, but now that I think of it, it's still a big deal to meet Sofia. Especially after getting married and becoming a couple, I thought it would make Sofia sad in the unlikely event that something happened, so I stopped blaming my boss for the danger I once did. At the same time, I began to spend more time training my subordinates than ever before.

"Ah, your sword would be delighted. It's a good change, so take care of it."

All the Knights of the Guard have their own weapons. Most people use daggers, but there are also bows, spears, big swords, daggers, etc. The variety leads to a wide range of ways to fight. Gilbert himself preferred to use the Dagger, but he also practiced other weapons basically.

Not to mention serving near Mathias, the prince of kings. If you can't fight because you don't have a dagger in case, you'll end up falling. The possibilities are unlimited because of the magic, but training is like that.

"Thank you."

Gilbert's Dagger uses a special Ore with a high magical affinity to match his combat style. The maintenance of a sword for a magical knight who is confident in his sword's arm is impossible for a city weapon dealer.

Gilbert is not the only one using these special weapons. This is the Knights of the Knights of the Kingdom of Ioria, famous for its magical knights and elite.

In order to accommodate a wide variety of weapons, the Knights of the Guard periodically called on the country's best weapons craftsmen and their apprentices so that they could ask for weapons.

Gilbert once again stared at his own sword of love, which grew glossy in front of him.

The blade is not broken. In the first place, Gilbert's magically enhanced sword could not have broken the blade.

"Let's just sharpen it again. Please sit there and wait."

Gilbert sat on the chair and exhaled softly.

"What happened today?

In the room alone, Gilbert asks Sofia. When Sofia wrapped her left hand around her right hand, she felt the gentle warmth and the feeling of a small, slender hand.

Shoulder to shoulder contact distance, hands on Gilbert's leg.

It has been almost six months since we got married, but the habit has continued since we met. The difference is the distance between the two and the costume. Unlike when we couldn't measure each other's distance, we're next door now. After that, they both dressed at night to sleep together in the bedroom.

Sofia wraps a big stall around a cute nightwear made of soft material that no man has, and Gilbert's usual routine is enough to create a wave in his calm mind. But I want to spend time with Gilbert and talk to Sofia.

Not to mention Sophia was kidnapped and imprisoned a little while ago by his second prince, Helmut, in a war with his neighbor Elatos. Now that Konrad, who was the first prince at the time, has become king, he is trying to build an effective relationship with Aiolia while trying to rebuild a rough country, but that is not why Sofia's heart wound is healed.

Gilbert knew Sofia was still suffering from repeated nightmares. The neighborhood carved under your eyes is evidence of poor sleep. Gilbert, who is sensitive to other people's signs because he is sleeping on the same bunk, cannot be unaware that Sofia is trapped.

But Sofia doesn't want Gilbert to notice, and she won't tell me what's bothering her. When you wake up in the middle of the night, try to rub against sleeping Gilbert and close your eyes again.

I talked to the doctor in private with Sofia and was told that if I had trouble sleeping, there were medicines, but the dream was a mental problem, so I had to have it resolved in time.

All Gilbert can do now is stay by his side as long as possible and heal his wounds a little.

"Today I had tea with my mother-in-law. I'm a little relieved that you're worried about preparing for the reception... and that you'll be with me for the next costume match."

Turn to Gilbert with a soft smile that shows Sofia is at ease. Gilbert exhaled relieved that there was no lie in his dark green eyes.

"─ ─ I see. Let me know if you need anything."

"Yes...."

Sofia leaned her head and slowly put it on Gilbert's shoulder. The sweet technique is adorable, but I'm terribly worried about losing my expression.

"Sofia, I..."

I wonder if I can protect you.

Gilbert shook his head small as he swallowed an unusually weak word. Don't put it in your mouth. It's easy to expose what you're desperately trying to hide, but that's not the solution.

I was alone in an enemy country. You've given me a lot of thoughtful and scary thoughts. I can't help but be possessed by nightmares. There is nothing to do in a hurry.

Even though I knew it, I felt itchy that I couldn't do anything.

"Master Gilbert?

"No ─ ─...... don't push me"

Gilbert stroked Sofia's long hair with an unconnected hand. Well-maintained thin tea hair runs away from your fingertips. Sofia looks at her hair as it fades in front of her chest. Gilbert hugged Sofia before it fell.

Suddenly Sofia trembled little by little, but soon she relaxed and left Gilbert with her body. The sweet fragrance stuck my nose.

I can't see only Sofia's heart when I touch her so much. It was a pleasure, and at the same time I was very sorry.

Gilbert meditated his eyes as hard as he could, burying his face on a thin neck that seemed unreliable.