Chapter 331 – Learning From Dragons I (2)
“…Mua? Nemua?”
The female knight suddenly came to her senses at the sound of a voice calling her name. What did you imagine Heat suddenly rises in the face. She was breathing heavily, and she looked carefully to see if Ravela had noticed.
“Sorry.”
“Where were you looking?”
“That, that…”
“Whoa, can’t you just say that Marey is lovely? Nemua can’t ask for it.”
Ravela smiled lightly and hugged Marey tightly. Nemua barely swallowed her sighing into her throat. She couldn’t take her eyes off the little boy. Nemua scratched her neck. The metal scratched and made an unpleasant sound.
Seeing Ravela hugging Marey tightly, Lauren smiled and picked up the sword brought by the elf in her maid’s uniform. With a clear sound, a pure white blade was revealed from the scabbard. Unlike iron, it was a white sword that looked like it was made of snow.
Another maid held out a small box with both her hands. Inside her was a black hair tie. Ravela took her hair tie as usual and tied her hair in her ponytail.
“Labella.”
I sang Lauren’s Ravela.
“Nemua, the sword.”
Nemua handed over the sword she was wearing.
“Babe, step back for a moment. It can be dangerous.”
“Yes? Ah yes…”
As she followed her knight and distanced herself, Ravella drew her sword. Without any sound, the dark red sword body flowed out naturally, swallowing the light.
“Have you seen Ravela-sama’s swordsmanship?”
“A little bit.”
Let’s say that Marey learns her sword at her school, there was something I showed her as a demonstration by saying that she would check her posture from time to time. Of course, after seeing her a few times, she got so excited that it felt like a dance, and they copulated like dogs in the yard, so they couldn’t make progress after that…
“Sir Nemua, but the color of the sword… ?”
“It is not an ordinary metal. Mine is the case that the sword the southern commander gave to the emperor came to the governor and then to me. I’m assuming it’s a demonic metal.”
“What is the white sword?”
“Lauren’s sword is a sword made from Ludgia’s spine.”
Ludgias? Marei chewed the cud a few times before recalling a dragon called Ma-ryong.
“Demon dragon, are you talking about Ludgias?”
“Yes, Bocchan-nim must be familiar with the term demonic dragon.”
Nemua didn’t add anything else. Speaking of the demonic dragon Ludgias, it was one of the monsters closely related to Lee Ha-woon. I’m sure Lee Ha-woon’s womb…
“I think we are about to start.”
Just as Nemua said, Lauren and Ravela were pointing their swords at each other. Lauren was smiling, and Ravella had a hard expression on her face.
It moves.
At the same time as a brief thought, Ravela and Lauren again widened their distance.
“Did you see it?”
“Oh, that. I could feel the movement…”
Nemua was paying more attention to Marey next to him than the governor and the young lady’s sparring. Is martial arts a bit inferior? I felt a bit regretful. I didn’t want to be all-round like Ravella de Parwen, but it was regrettable.
“Twice? Third time… Somewhat blurry…”
“Oh… !”
Nemua was involuntarily amazed. And once again, he took a closer look at Marey. Black hair and eyes similar to Marie de Parwen. She was a beautiful boy with thin lines like a girl’s and sparkling eyes.
Even if it faded, the demon’s blood still flowed through the boy’s veins.
“To be exact, the swords were mixed twice, and the third time, the lady backed off because she judged that she couldn’t block the Governor’s sword.”
“Is that so.”
Marey glanced at Lauren and Ravella casually aiming their swords at each other. Two people who look like her older sister and her younger sister who look like they have an age difference when standing facing each other.
“Is Agi-san interested in swords?”
“Ah yes… A little but…”
“Are you learning or learning from someone?”
Nemua’s voice was a little excited.
“I am taking a class at school.”
“Is that so…”
With her lowering tone of voice, Marai looked at Nemua. Her blue eyes, visible through her helmet, contained her whole self. I couldn’t make out the outline of her face, but I thought she was a very attractive person.
The confrontation between Ravela and Lauren ended at the same time as the thought of ‘moving’ a few more times. It wasn’t long before sweat was running down Ravela’s forehead. She must have moved violently, I thought briefly.
“Still, you’re remembering that it’s a family swordsmanship.”
“Because it’s hard to forget.”
At Ravela’s answer, Lauren smiled lightly. Marey stared blankly at Lauren. She can laugh like that Smiling was much more beautiful than being expressionless, rather than frowning.
“Next is Mare.”
Lauren was looking down at herself. Should she do sparring? Marey looked around her. She’s never touched a real sword. Who should she ask for
“Yes? Oh, that’s… I mean… Yes, Sir Nemua. Perhaps, the sword…”
Lauren shook her head. Nemua took a step back. As Ravella tried to approach, Lauren shook her head again. Ravella pursed her lips as if she wanted to say something, but she pulled back. Lauren’s purple eyes were looking down at Marey.
“Use your sword.”
“You mean my…Sword.”
Marey didn’t have a sword. No, there was one. She felt the Adelgius vibrate around her neck. Lauren was still looking at herself. Marey carefully untied her necklace and lifted her wooden bar.
“Wake up, Adelgius.”
A sword was in her hand. The black sword began to absorb the surrounding light. No, it was blocking everything around. As if there is nothing. Like it shouldn’t exist. As if painting a landscape with black paint, the black body of the sword existed heterogeneously.
“Did you learn the sword from Ravela?”
“…A little, but I learned.”
Lauren’s green eyebrows thinned slightly.
“The family sword?”
“I didn’t learn.”
“Okay.”
Lauren looked at Marey again, expressionless.
“I don’t know anything, so I’ll have to teach you from the beginning.”
Lauren was looking down at her marey, her face looking satisfied for some reason. In an unknown sensation, Marei bowed her head cautiously. She is Ravella’s grandmother, but she felt burdened by her attention because she was completely different from herself.
Even more so because I don’t even know which direction her interest is.
“Our family’s swordsmanship is a swordsmanship created by re-establishing the existing Marita family’s swordsmanship. It is a sword that has been cut not only by many high-ranking demons, but also by the demon king, so when you learn it, always practice it with a godly heart.”
As if she was not interested in seeing Marey staring at her, Lauren began to show her simple movements, saying that she was straight up the hero’s swordsmanship. And when she did it with her body, she realized that something was terribly wrong. At the same time, she suppressed a scream that burst out. However, the sword rotated in the air and became lodged in the ground.
“You lost your sword…”
Lauren let out a long sigh. Marei couldn’t get over her creaking joints and the screams of her muscles and let go of her sword. She tried to grip her sword again, but her hand was not strong enough.
“Stop, stop. Stop.”
Lauren’s voice pierced Marey’s chest like a dagger.
“It’s kind of pathetic.”
Lauren was looking down at her Marey with her cold eyes. Marey bit her lip at her feelings, whether it was guilt or inferiority she didn’t know why.
“Grandma. Marey is…”
“I don’t want to hear it. After all, you can’t cheat my blood.”
From Lauren’s eyes glaring at her, Maray realized that she wasn’t the one she was watching. Her purple eyes staring at her as if she were going to kill or eat her were not looking at her, but behind her.
Not even Marie de Parwen, but further behind. What is further behind? Marey did not avoid Lauren’s eyes. Her eyes contained an unknown woman. Her horns and wings and even her tail. She was a first-timer. No, should she call someone? Like a demon…
“Marey are you okay?
Ravela ran up and was helping Marey.
“I’m OK.”
Lauren, displeased with Ravela’s attitude, turned her head away. In her menacingly sparkling eyes, Marei strangely caught a glimpse of her inferiority. She was sad What made her so anxious? Was she afraid?
Adelgius was pinned to the floor. Its existence itself was a threatening sword, to the extent that it was driven into the ground casually. She wasn’t upset by Lauren’s vitriol. Is it because she is sure that her hostility, her aggression, is not directed against her? She couldn’t know
She slipped away from Labella, who clung to her and asked if she was okay several times. Marey tightly grabbed Adelgius, who had fallen to the floor.
“…There is a possibility.”
Lauren was still looking down at Marey. But she had the illusion that she was laughing. As if she was satisfied, as if she had expected it. Lauren wondered who the hell she was seeing through herself. She reflected herself in her purple eyes, but she contained someone else.
“Try it again.”
Marey is slow. She started moving her sword so that she didn’t let go. When she moves even a little faster, her muscles scream and an ominous sound echoes from her bones. She was so heavy that it made me wonder if it was a swordsmanship that could be practiced with a human body.
“A little slower.”
Following Loren’s voice, she moved her sword even more slowly. Slowly, like a child writing letters stroke by stroke. The sword moved naturally, it had to change direction like a lie. She had to endure the resulting load on her body. It had to move very slowly, like a blind man groping his way, to withstand the recoil.
Lauren said nothing. Labella also said nothing. As she did, she moved her sword. This wasn’t sword law. I just slowly moved the sword to the designated location. So when Lauren finished her movements that she had shown her, Marey sat down.
“…Not bad.”
Lauren left her brief and reverted to her total toxicity. She leaves behind only four muas, Ravela, and Marey. Marais stared blankly at Lauren’s back as she moved away so naturally. The others didn’t pay attention to Lauren, who seemed to be getting used to it.
“Nice work, Marey.”
Ravela bent her knees tightly and met her eyes with Marey, who was sitting down.
“Well… Did you?”
“It went very well for a first time. Right Sir Nemua?”
“Agi-san is quite talented.”
Ravela put her hand between Marey’s armpits to get her up.
“I think her grandmother was also pleased.”
“…Because the governor is not good at compliments.”
Marey saw Adelgius in her own hands. She had the illusion that a perfectly black sword trembled as if space had been twisted.
“Agi really looks like him.”
While Labella went to talk to her on the phone for a while, the saga suddenly brought up her story.
“He is…?”
“I mean, warrior. He looks so much the same.”
“…? Sir Nemua speaks as if he met his great-grandfather.”
Nemua shook his head.
“Because he was a famous human being among the Balaur.”
“A dragon? Sir Nemua… ?”
“No. I am half a dragon. They are on the half side with neither the strength nor the qualifications to be called dragons. Oh, but I’m not old enough to have seen a hero.”
Unbeknownst to himself, Nemua opened his mouth at the thought that he had attached a quadruped. Why are you bringing up the age story? To the little boy… He himself was the main one.
“Then how are you so sure I look like your great-grandfather?”
“There are memories of other beings. It’s fragmentary, but I inherited my father’s memories.”
“Ah, is that so…”
It was an incomprehensible story about inheriting memories. However, I thought that it could be done with dragon magic.
“The Governor-General does not hate Agissi.”
Nemua was making excuses for Lauren. Marey nodded her head. Without saying a word, the woman who lived here looked at Marey’s expression and carefully held her hand with a light smile.
