Chapter 503 – Fate.
Li Dika lay down on her desk and stared at the small picture frame. At first glance, you can see broken pieces of glass in the misaligned picture frame, but no dust or anything.
Instead, what is seen through the sharp pieces of glass are pure white twin girls. As she watched it in silence, she became aware of her own face reflected in a piece of glass and frowned mercilessly.
Clink! In the end, when Li Dica throws her picture frame to the floor, even the glass that barely held her shape shatters.
“This…!”
Kaang! In the end, she was taken with her feet raised in the photo that popped out of her frame, but all she could hear was the sound of her boots hitting the floor.
“Whoa whoa.”
Li Dicka looked down, but her steel boots were taking the picture, not next to it. She bit her lip to catch her shaky breath at the sight.
“…It’s just a photo.”
Li Dika picked up the photo that had slipped out of her frame and let out a sigh of relief. This was her picture.
“It’s happening again.”
She threw herself onto the bed and stared blankly at her ceiling, then looked at the girls in the picture again with her hands.
There was no color in the photo, so it was just black and white, so no one could deny that the two pure white girls were twins.
But is it the atmosphere? What the girls always wanted was similar, so fighting was a daily occurrence for them. I haven’t seen her face since that incident.
“Pirika.”
In fact, there might not even have been a need to meet. They could always see each other through the mirror. Li Dika stretched out her fingertips holding her photo and slowly swept them across a girl’s cheek.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t tell the color because it’s black and white. The feel of those hands held tightly together is still vivid.
Silver hair that seems to stretch out a hand towards the moon and draw out the soft moonlight hanging there. White eyes that seem to contain noble snowflakes, like dawn reflected in glass.
White skin that looks like it was carved out of white jade stones, smooth and elegant curves, and even a slender body that looks like a small insect could slip around.
“When I saw her in photos or paintings, I thought she was an attractive lady with smooth legs.”
Kihort looked the girl up and down, her tiny hands clutching a white coat larger than her own body, and continued.
“No matter how weak my body is, isn’t that an exaggeration?”
I couldn’t tell what his expression was because of the helmet, but his voice was full of laughter, so I couldn’t tell what he was thinking when he said those words.
“M-muuuuu kind!!”
Pirika, the girl who didn’t understand Kihort’s words for a moment, looked at him blankly, but then realized her intention belatedly and glared at him, her face turning bright red.
Hehe…?!”
She tried to scream, but was stopped when Keyhort approached her before she knew it and stuck his finger into her open mouth.
The girl frowned as the thick taste of the gauntlet’s old leather and wax suddenly touched her tongue. Pirika turned her head, took her fingers out of her mouth, covered her mouth with both her hands, and stepped back.
“I kind of know what you’re thinking, but it’s not like that.”
As Pirika glared at him with her obvious wariness and her disdain, Kihort absentmindedly wiped her gauntlets, which would have been covered in her spit, and displayed a small notebook and pen.
“?”
“Such a small body was injected with a large amount of drugs at once. Instead of trying to force the words, use this.”
Pirika blinked her eyes slowly and only then did she realize his intentions and she let her guard down and Dodo came over too, with Quikhot trying to grab the note she held out.
-Zeuch
“…?”
If only his hand had not lifted slightly and avoided the girl’s hand the moment the small hand was about to grab the note. Pirika looked at him blankly and then raised her hand a little more.
-Shoot!
“…”
Sure enough, the note moves away again, as if running away from her touch.
-Poof!
-Whoosh!
Pirika quickly waved her hand, hoping to catch her in the loop, but this time she missed as if she was just passing by.
“!!”
After that, he tried to grab the note several times, even jumping up to grab it, but of course, with his small body, he couldn’t catch it even if he lifted the note even a little high.
“Ugh, uhhh. Sniff.”
“Oh, wait a minute, lady! Just wait!”
In the end, when Pirika started to whimper and shed tears in her white light, he panicked and tried to comfort her by grabbing her and lifting her up, as if he didn’t expect her to cry.
“Hibb! Ugh, black!”
Rather, it ended up causing her to vent her sorrow.
“This guy!! This guy who grew old is making me cry?!”
As Pirika was crying, her tears pouring out, suppressing the sounds coming from her throat, the hostess of the inn came up and shouted:
“Wait! Madam! I didn’t mean to… Huh?!”
“No! Then why is a normal child crying? And I told you to take off your helmet inside the inn!?”
In the end, after being beaten harshly with the broom that the mistress was holding, Kihort took off her helmet, sat down, and sighed.
“Wow, it’s troublesome when Madame gets angry.”
‘It’s a blessing to be self-employed.’
He let out a wry smile as Pirika sat on the chair across from her, writing down her words in her notebook and glaring at her with her stern face.
“Haha, that’s true too. I’m sorry. It reminds me of the past.”
‘…Because I apologized. It’s okay.’
“It doesn’t look like that on your face at all.”
‘I’m going to tell you that I’m harassing you again.’
“It’s surrender. You’re already being criticized for not taking off your helmet. It’ll be troublesome if you get more ugly hair on you.”
As she angrily tried to scribble something in her notebook with her pen, Key Haute quickly raised her hands and signaled her surrender. Pirika glared at him disapprovingly, then let out a sigh, spreading her pretty arm and moving her pen as if to shake off her dissatisfaction.
‘First of all, thank you for saving me.’
“It’s up to you to be thankful.”
Quikhod spoke as if it was no big deal, but the white light of the girl’s doubts did not escape him.
‘But why?’
He is a handsome man with rough gray hair, a high nose, and golden eyes, and although his eyes are fierce, his softly curved mouth and the corners of his eyes create a bad boy-like atmosphere, and he is a handsome man who can tug at the heartstrings of many women.
‘Why did the leader of the rebels save me?’
He was the leader of the rebel army and former commander of the Southern Knights who started a civil war in resentment of the Fuhrer’s reign about 13 years ago. When the girl showed the note, Keyhot smiled mischievously.
“Well, maybe I saved her because I like her. She’s a little smaller now, but she’s not your average beauty, right?”
“…”
Kihote said that and gave a subtle look, but Pirika just stared with a noble attitude.
“Tsk, you’re a girl who can’t tell jokes.”
In the end, with his eyes showing no signs of wavering, he clicked his tongue as if it was not fun, but continued speaking.
“If you think about it, it’s because you were the paladin who came to the inn with me in such good shape.”
‘Are you perhaps aiming for the power of a paladin?’
Pirika was immediately convinced that he knew that she and Usher had stayed at this inn. It was something I had sensed at first glance ever since Key Haut brought her here.
“That’s not a bad thing either. If we take you hostage and recruit you to the rebels, you will be of great help. Especially if your skills are on par with the famous leader of the Central Knights.”
The girl is glaring at him as he talks about the battle between Usher and Manuel that took place the day before over Pirika.
“Well, let’s quit. After all, this kind of thing doesn’t suit my temperament.”
“?”
The serious face from just a moment ago has disappeared, and Kikhote is leaning back in his chair with a droopy face, waving his hand towards the hostess.
“Madame, just give me two plates of hot soup.”
“I’m busy so you can eat it yourself!”
The hostess shouted as if she was getting on her nerves, but glanced at Pirika’s appearance and served two plates of soup.
“As expected, Madame’s skills are the best.”
“I’m just saying empty words, complaining that they should add at least more kuricha meat instead of just catopsis!”
“Oh my, did you hear that?”
Even as the hostess nags her, she leisurely holds a plate of soup and sips it, and the girl’s white light pierces him sharply as she looks like she is sipping it.
“Well, what do you think? It’s not urgent.”
‘It’s urgent! What are you going to do with him?’
“It’s good to be thorough. Did you say Usher? Can I at least use your name?”
As expected, he even knew Usher’s name.
“But that misconception needs to be corrected.”
“Mmm!?”
Quikhod immediately grabbed Pirika’s chin and whispered.
“No matter how strong a paladin’s power is, it’s not as special and powerful as the ‘original witch’, right?”
“…”
When the girl just glared at him in silence, he stared at her for a moment before letting go of her hand and stepping away.
“Was I mistaken? Actually, there is no record of the ‘original witch’ being born as twins. It must have been the magic you possessed as a witch that made you look like that.”
Pirica watched as Kihot straightened her back and placed her hands on her head with a wistful expression, while trying to hide the cold sweat running down her back.
‘He is dangerous.’
She also decided to hide her identity. If they knew Pirika’s identity, there would be countless people who would change her attitude like flipping her palm. So she held up the note again.
‘You haven’t responded to me yet. ‘Why did you save me?’
“Why did you save me? I didn’t lie. I have something I want to ask that guy named Usher.”
Soon, Pirika widened her white light at the object he placed on her desk.
“Why does he have my comrade’s belongings?”
That was obviously the hat that Donard gave to Usher.
