Chapter 462 – Thursday, Week 7 (11)
The hero’s simple story was well known to Marey. After a brief talk, Nagisa moved on to the main topic.
“Shape transformation, weight reduction, strengthening whenever blood is absorbed… I heard a story that it changed after it had the devil’s blood. As far as I know, this is it. They seem to attack when someone other than the owner touches them.”
Nagisa held out his blistered hand toward Marei.
“Are you okay?!”
“Yes, that’s fine. If this is a weak potion, it’s better right away. Due to the nature of the swordsmanship class, there are quite a few assigned to me, so you don’t have to worry about it. So Parwen.”
Nagisa continued her words with her serious face.
“Don’t tell anyone else that you have Adelgius. Do you understand?”
“Yes?”
“I will completely forget about today. Adelgius isn’t just a good sword. It is a sword made with the blood of demons, quenched with the blood of gods, and finished with the blood of the demon king. It is a sword that has important meaning to many people beyond its value that can be evaluated simply by amount. So, if you know that Parwen-kun is holding it, even if this is Balter, it could be dangerous.”
Hearing Nagisa’s words, holding Marei’s shoulders with his eyes wide open without a hint of laughter, Marei could only nod his head.
“I am not from this place, Parwen. That’s why I know this much about Adelgius. You know that I, a stranger, have ridiculous values. I don’t know the group or name. Even so, the menacing beings that can be said now are not enough to count with two hands. Demon followers, cultists, rebels and more. There are lunatics called Lauren de Fawen who don’t care about dragons. It’s a serious talk. To anyone else… Never. Never. Adelgius. Don’t tell me you have the real thing. Even if someone finds out, say that you received the replica as proof of your successor status. Didn’t you hear about this from the head of the academy or the superintendent?”
Marey nodded her head. Nagisa let out a small sigh. She couldn’t understand Lauren as she looked at her parents with a child. The same was true of Lavella de Parwen, who said she knew this, but said nothing of it.
What are the two of them thinking? I often saw eccentric things called the successor class. Due to the nature of the school, there were many people, and in a way, it was natural to give the children an unbearable ordeal to live up to the prestige of being strong.
However, this was not a problem at the level of being burdensome. Giving that Adelgius to an ignorant boy? She couldn’t understand if she thought this kid was safe or if she was just freaking out about the heir class this way.
She could have been at a disadvantage for interfering with the class of the successor, but her pride would not allow her to step back thinking of such a disadvantage. It was ridiculous for a 15-year-old to handle. It was an irresistible task for her to overcome.
If I exaggerate a bit, unless someone like a saint is standing next to me or protecting me from behind…
“I will be careful.”
“Yes, please keep in mind that it is dangerous… I will increase the intensity of the class a little.”
Nagisa was well aware that her job was to end here. She knew that even if she helped, she wouldn’t be of much help to this boy. If she couldn’t even properly evaluate the potential of the boy who was chosen by Adelgius, it was just ridiculous for her to tell the boy what to do at her level.
Nagisa suddenly thought to herself that she might have misunderstood all the prerequisites. What she rated as irresistible to this young boy was that she was Nagisa and that she had the limits she set herself.
What if that was a thought that stayed at your level? What if he thought so because he couldn’t capture the boy’s potential with just his own eyes? What if what he thought was impossible was something a boy could overcome?
“Marey de Parwen?”
“Yes, four?”
“I will apologize.”
At Nagisa’s words, Marei looked at Nagisa with a foolish expression.
“I will do it right. It seems that I have become very indolent after being there for several years, saying that they take care of the basics and shortcomings of the children.”
Marey shook her head, thinking that something must be terribly wrong.
“That… I’m fine now. Should I say that the arm doesn’t go up well after it’s over…”
She had her limits, but the boy in front of her had no limits. She decided to think about it.
If she had enough talent to be chosen by Adelgius, she lacked the basic training she had done before. She thought that she had excellent eyes, but seeing that the boy who was chosen by the Holy Sword was just a gifted child, she was still lacking.
“All right.”
Nagisa only smiled lightly.
“Marey de Parwen, you still have stamina. Squeeze your limits. There is still a lack of urgency.”
Marey spoke frankly. In her workout (?) Last week, Marais was pushed to the limit. She was in Julia’s lab, to the point where she helplessly vomited into the mirror, unable to stop her hand from making long strokes on her penis.
“You can. Parwen. More can be done. Trust me.”
Seeing Nagisa running beside her and screaming at her as she swung her sword, Marei couldn’t bear to say ‘limit’ or ‘I can’t do it’.
She was a boy who had been terrifyingly growing as a male by increasing the number of females recently, but because of the big difference between the female top and the other side of things. There was still little growth in action or thought.
In other words, in terms of her life and mentality, she was not much different from when she first met Ravella, when she was still paying attention to the people around her in the small town on the wall.
“If the gripping method is unstable, the sword’s trajectory is disturbed. Squeeze a little softer. Like this.”
Because of that, her body trembles slightly at Nagisa’s hand holding her own hand, as well as the damp uniform felt on her back. To her eyes, the back of her hand looked white and soft, but her hand was very rough and hard.
It felt like touching Lee Ha-woon’s regime. Lee Ha-woon’s hands also had calluses, but she felt sorry to compare them with Nagisa.
“You are still overexerting your muscles. When accelerating your sword, focus on controlling direction rather than maintaining power. That’s basic.”
Marei understood what it meant when her eyes went white, but her wet, cotton-like body continued to move.
Nagisa, who pushed Marei harshly with her basic strength training and running, finally said the word rest when she saw the boy who was driven to the point of collapsing. Among his ancestors, he said that he had no elves, but things like elves’ light steps and features kept getting noticed.
However, it was only after pushing her to the limit that Nagisa felt that she might have been thinking too simply of a boy named Mare de Fawen. Like where she received military training, she had a mixture of things that were difficult to explain, such as the unique atmosphere of people who were agents of the Inspection Bureau.
Although she had never experienced it herself, it was difficult to describe a boy to a female swordsman from the East Continent, who had competed with other people from various backgrounds. Should she say that she feels as if she has been taken away, or rather, assimilated? She felt awkward, but little by little she got used to it.
It’s like I know it, but I’ve never done it with my body, so I clumsily take a step, but it seems like I’m much better than before.
Nagisa gasping for breath and seeing Marei’s broken body, took a long breath in and exhaled slowly. Even as a skilled swordsman, he followed the amount of exercise to the extent that he was drenched in sweat. I still didn’t know if he should be called tenacity or if he had stamina.
“At first, drink just enough to moisten your mouth. No, just drink whatever I give you.”
Nagisa poured enough water into the glass that she handed to Marei that she couldn’t even wet her dry tongue. Marai forced her unsteady breath to calm her down and poured the water from the bottom of her glass into her mouth.
She was too salty and too sweet to be called water. Even so, her body still wanted water. Marei involuntarily held out her glass to Nagisa, and she filled her glass with more than before, but with an amount she could never say was too much.
After repeating this several times, Marei took her glass full of water and swallowed it all. Nagisa finally handed her a water bottle when she saw Marei calming her breath. She was bland and tasteless.
“You worked hard. It starts with stretching.”
“That… Her body doesn’t move well…”
“Is it too much to move?”
At Nagisa’s question, Marei moved her body. It’s not that it’s heavy, but it moves, but her body doesn’t have strength.
“Yes…”
“This is my mistake. I’ll loosen up your muscles, just stay still.”
Nagisa sat down beside Marei and slowly began to knead her arms and legs. She seems to be pressing lightly, but with the feeling of being heated around the pressed part, strength slowly begins to return to her body.
“Indeed… Amount of mana… Quite a lot.”
“Ah, yes…”
With Nagisa’s hand gently caressing her body, Marei tried to think of something else, feeling her strange sensation. Eyes keep coming to the sense of volume revealed on top of the sweat-soaked uniform. Thinking that she was a married woman, she felt something strange.
She had a husband, Lee Ha-un, but she didn’t realize the fact that she was married to her older sister-like figure. Unlike Lee Ha-woon, Lily recalled the warm smile she showed as she hugged her young child.
Mom. Marey involuntarily took a long breath in and exhaled slowly. Strangely, she couldn’t take her eyes off Nagisa’s body. Her breastbone, her voluptuous buttocks, visible through her slightly open gi.
Up to the slender waist comparable to the large silence followed. Strangely, I could imagine her body. Instead of an unpleasant odor, a strangely arousing scent seemed to slowly rise from the woman’s sweaty body.
The white nape of her neck was visible through her black hair, which was tied in a ponytail. Although she had a child, she was very young and attractive…
“Pawen-kun?”
“…Yes? Yes?”
“Do you have strength now?”
Belatedly awakened by her momentary, self-indulgent consciousness, Marei recognized her situation and tried to move her limbs. I also wished Nagisa would loosen up her muscles a little more, but her boy nodded her head in her strange shyness.
“To finish… There’s quite a bit of time left. Any questions? If not, shall we end it like this?”
She was Marei, who might have nodded her head saying that she liked her normally, but she wanted to spend a little more time with Nagisa. Feeling a strange nostalgic feeling in her atmosphere, the boy turned her head faster than usual, and was able to find something to ask her about.
“Can you tell me about the eastern continent?”
“…Is it the eastern continent?”
Nagisa let out a long breath through her mouth very slowly. She was like a long, long sigh.
