Chapter 56 – Royal Capital Gaul (6)
She doesn’t have
The emotions that had been recalled sank like cryogenic air.
Einstein slowly looked out the window.
The blue sky at sunset.
It is a landscape covered in darkness.
It’s Azazel. Even if you say that, Arya hasn’t come back by this time?
It is impossible.
Wasn’t she the kind of person who preferred to shut herself up in a room rather than wander around?
Then she went out of her own accord and she still hasn’t returned?
‘Nonsense.’
Unlike the mountain valley village, it was a bustling city, so it was Einstein who did not know that Arya was excited.
His worries gradually fell into a deep pit, and his worries about Arya gradually increased.
‘It’s clear something happened.’
Einstein checked the doorknob.
There is no sign that someone forcibly opened or closed it.
It means that an outside intruder did not take her.
Even a moderately skilled person is bound to leave subtle clues.
Even if the door was neatly locked, Aria who was inside would surely have resisted.
But there was no sign of her resistance in this room.
‘Then, did Arya move with mind-altering magic?’
What’s also ambiguous about this is that Aria is a saint.
If it’s magic that harms the mind, she can do it with her Holy Law.
Most likely, Arya went out on her own.
Einstein scratched his hair nervously.
“… That’s the most absurd thing.”
He stopped thinking for a moment, crumpled like a complicated knot, or like a tangled skein of thread.
Let’s not complicate things.
Let’s just look at what happened right now.
One.
Arya is not in her room.
Two.
It’s late.
Three.
Arya is not the type to do this silently.
Conclusion.
Arya may be in danger.
Einstein’s eyes shone brightly.
The holy sword resonated with that demonic appearance.
It must have been a resonance in the sense of calming down, but it was useless.
Arya is Einstein’s wrath.
How could she keep her composure when she touched such a sensitive area?
Indeed, Einstein was deeply disturbed.
She is a beautiful woman
Even in the well-policed capital, her underbelly is everywhere.
It meant that she might be in bad shape.
Bubbling.
Her head boiled over.
It’s not like this here.
Bang!
Einstein opened the door.
Her thought was to go out and find her.
“Ahh, what is it?”
Just as Azazel was taking out her keys from outside the door, she pressed her forehead and groaned.
She looked up at Einstein with a startled face.
“Uh, Einstein? What’s wrong with your expression? Who are you trying to kill?”
“Where are you from?”
It was a hoarse voice.
Azazel replied, bewildered.
“Me? Since I belong to the Magic Tower, we talked about various things there. I reported that I would go out with you a little more, and I submitted my thesis on magic… , I told you earlier.”
“Right.”
As if Azazel was strange, she asked, pointing her finger at Astein’s face.
“So what is it? Hey, do you know that your face is really nasty? What is it?”
“Aria is still not in the room.”
“… Uh? Sister?”
“Yes.”
Azazel, too, having been with Arya for a few weeks and knowing what her behavior patterns were, she realized the seriousness of the situation and asked with a hard expression on her face.
“… Isn’t it a big deal?”
“It is an unprecedented situation.”
“Can you guess who did it?”
Einstein’s forehead furrowed terribly.
“No, not expected. I would have cut off all the buds that could cause trouble.”
“It’s not like this. Shall we go outside for once? You might have seen her sister near her.”
At Azazel’s suggestion, he nodded her head.
“I thought so.”
Einstein thought as she moved her steps.
If you touch someone else’s valuables, shouldn’t you pay the price accordingly?
I don’t know who did it, but if you touch even the tip of Arya’s hair, I’ll erase it from the world.
In fact, it was Einstein who had a history of erasing Bishop Ronin.
The hero and the wizard left the inn.
* * *
She followed the man in silence, and a shabby inn appeared.
Arya carefully looked around.
It was a sparsely populated place that made people anxious.
“Don’t be too scared.”
As her man, it must have been the intention to ease her tension, but instead, she raised Arya’s alertness.
Don’t be afraid.
In time she will get used to it.
You might even like it.
Those were her words that the people who gang-raped her were known for.
As Arya looked alert like her cat, her man brushed her soft blonde hair and exhaled at her.
“I will go in first, so please follow me slowly. Would that ease your tension a little?”
“I am not scared.”
She had a grave expression, but the man caught the feeling of fear hidden inside that expression.
Maybe it’s because he’s trained in the royal family who wears a mask and talks candy-coated.
Even if she didn’t want to read it, she read it on her own.
‘You’re a priest whose mouth and body play separately.’
The man chose to coexist with her rather than set up an angle of confrontation with her by refuting the words of her aria.
Because only the priest can heal her anyway.
“Let’s do that.”
“… I feel bad.”
Coexistence seems to be a difficult road.
The man shrugged her shoulders and entered the shabby inn.
Arya had a hard time in her heart, but she couldn’t bear to run away.
Was it because his desperate appeal touched me?
Is it because she wants to become a saint who wants to be proud of Einstein?
Might be both.
With my daughter, with my daughter.
The scenery hanging at the entrance of the inn made a clear sound.
It was then.
Arya’s vision changed as she followed her man.
Hehe?”
Her stupid sigh escaped her lips.
What you see is the ceiling.
It was the ceiling of a shabby inn.
As she tried to turn her head to wonder what had happened, the scenery changed again.
Her body was forcibly drawn.
“Ugh!”
Her aria’s body was pulled by her blonde haired man who had been pulling her up until just now.
He moved to a nearby table.
The rolling movement hurt Arya in her ankles and hips.
The two of them hid themselves behind a table.
“What, what, all of a sudden?”
“I’m sorry, Pisup.”
The man gestured across the table.
When Arya looked up and checked, she saw a number of people dressed in black.
Judging by the figure holding a crossbow or a short sword that was easy to use indoors, I think it was a planned attack.
Arya asked, glancing at her man.
“Did you buy a grudge?”
“There are people who find it unpleasant to be alive and breathing.”
“… Did you even murder his parents?”
“It’s unfair, do I look like such a ruthless person?”
“Yes.”
It was an assertion.
The man frowned at her and groaned.
It wasn’t because of Arya’s reply.
Arya confirmed that a long arrow was lodged in his shoulder.
“… Is that arrow because of me?”
“I was just beaten because I was stupid.”
Wasn’t he the one who acted nimbly and promptly until just now?
It was a lie that even her child would not believe.
“Thank you. For protecting you.”
“It was I who got you into trouble, no need to thank you.”
It is a stubborn answer.
Arya let out a thin breath, and with both of her hands grabbed the arrow shaft lodged in her man’s shoulder.
“I’ll pull it out.”
The man shook her head and stopped Aria.
“Leave it alone, it will be difficult to respond if I pull it out now… , Keugh.”
She pulled out the arrow stuck in the man’s shoulder with her strength.
Flesh came out of the arrowhead, and blood spurted out.
The moment the man tries to say something to the open wound.
“Rapid healing.”
A bright light shimmered and quickly filled the hole in her man’s shoulder blade.
The unexpected man, who was her skillful cleric, looked at Arya with her eyes wide open.
“… What are you doing?”
“Isn’t that what I’m talking about?”
As if she had taken a shot, her man smiled dejectedly.
“Maybe the last thing you caught was a rope, not a straw.”
“Treat someone like straw… Wow!”
Kwajik.
As if he didn’t want to wait any longer, several arrows were pierced into the table.
Seeing this, the man smiled fiercely.
“They are impatient. Stay here for a while, I’ll get them sorted out.”
“Isn’t that easier said than done?”
Could there be any way that saying you were going to get rid of it would give you the capacity to get rid of the raiders?
If so, Arya would have killed cardinals and bishops time and time again.
Because she cried out to kill immeasurably.
“It is easy.”
Despite Arya’s cynical words, the man smiled brightly.
His blue eyes did not waver.
Just like Einstein always does.
“I cannot bring the dead back to life. Would it be better to run away?”
“You have a lot of worries.”
The man lifted her concealed body and drew her sword from her waist.
Sureureung.
The silver blade of the sword revealed her true self.
“I intend to avenge the rudeness I have done to my guest with your blood. Will there be any disagreement?”
There was no answer.
Well, it’s funny how the attackers talk about it.
The man swung his sword.
When the blade was swung in a straight line, it strangely stretched and reached the opponent from a distance.
Arya was surprised.
‘Is the sword stretched?’
Squeak.
The sound of the fabric being cut is always terrifying.
She was splattered with blood
Arya took her gaze away from the terrifying scene.
Her killing of people was too much of an impetus for her.
Only screams of death echoed in the shabby inn.
A few minutes passed like that.
Tumble.
I heard footsteps.
Was it the man, or the masked assailants?
Regretted it
She listened to Einstein and she wished she had stayed in an inn.
She wasn’t running around frolicking.
Also, she didn’t follow because of the word ‘injured’.
He pulled her hair and curled up over her body.
Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.
Arya poked her head out of her table, loosening her curls.
Then, a man covered in blood was right in front of him.
“Haaaaagh!”
Arya let out a shrieking scream.
Her man wiped the blood from her face as if she was embarrassed.
“I’ve got everything sorted out.”
Arya thought her heart was dropping.
She still had a beating heart.
“No, you were surprised.”
“Surprisingly, the liver is the size of a pea.”
“… Anyone would be surprised if someone covered in blood suddenly put her in the face.”
“You pulled out the arrow shaft boldly, so I thought you weren’t afraid.”
“… It is different from that.”
“Exactly?”
Her man laughed at her and held out her hand.
Her hands were clean as if she had wiped her blood on her clothes.
Of course, Arya didn’t hold that hand.
“I can stand up on my own.”
He always had only one man to hold hands with, Einstein.
The man gave an awkward smile at her savage response.
“Hmm, looking at it this way, I don’t think he’s very cowardly.”
“Okay, where are the wounded?”
“I will guide you.”
Her man walked
Arya followed him, trying her best not to look at her dismembered body.
