Into Hi1tomi 436

Chapter 436 – Outdoor Dates (2)

Nemua de Sorbane. A tall beauty who serves as the captain of the Knights of Lauren. She must have been about 190 cm tall. Among the women Marei met, she is a taller female knight than Sasha, a member of the Celestial tribe. She was wearing a black suit with the feeling of ‘I’m a bodyguard!’

Naturally, Marey’s gaze could not help but stay near the chest that was about to explode at any moment. Proportionately she might look like Lavella, but with her tall stature, she had the impression that she was bigger than her Ksar Kru sister’s colossal breasts.

“Yes Sir Muir, you are dating her son, aren’t you being too spying?”
“I wanted to say hello, but the two of you looked happy so I watched from a distance..”
“…Is it because I’m laughing? I was really angry. If you have something to say, can you do it right away?”

As the pitch of Ravela’s voice faded, Nemua lowered her head so much that her back was bent.

“…I was passing by, and I saw the young master, so I followed him without even realizing it.”

Labella’s eyes narrowed. The word “Passing by” Seems to be a lie, and I could believe that it was true that I followed him without my knowledge. Had our wicked master already flirted with this obstinate knight commander?

“Well, if it’s not for work, come and sit down. I’m talking lightly, so Sir Nemua… ?”
“…Thank you. Then, excuse me.”

Ravela covered her mouth and smiled at the figure of the tall female knight who did not refuse. Even in a place where there was no formality to be found, she couldn’t be more cute the way she sat down along with the female knight with her back straight.

“That… I… Young master.”
“Yes?”

A slightly reddened face, two eyes that do not take their gaze away from each other. I am a girl who has fallen in love. Well, I wonder if this is the best thing for this young female lady.

“Let’s start by saying hello, Marey. Did I see you last time? Sir Nemua de Sorbane.”
“…Hello, Bocchan. Excuse me.”

Ravella responded with a smile to her blue eyes as she glanced at herself. Anyone who saw her might think that she was angry, but to Ravela, who had seen her since she was a child, she was just her older sister who was clumsy in expressing her emotions. Well, both of them are meaningless beings because of their age.

“Hello, Sir Nemua. How are you?”
“Yes”

In response to Nemua’s short answer, Marey blankly looked at Nemua, as if he had nothing to say. Nemua looked at Marey, expecting him to talk to her or lead her conversation. On one side, she was frightened by the tall woman knight, and on the other side, she was watching her, not knowing what to say.

Ravella sipped her tea leisurely, barely holding back her bursting laughter.

Well, a relationship like this would be fun. If it’s Nemua, it’s safe.

“I… Lord Nemua, can I ask a knight-related question?”
“Yes.”

Nemua nodded her head happily. Perhaps she was very nervous, her expressionless face hardened, and Marei looked at her as if she was intimidated by the threateningly tall female knight.

“Oh that… You don’t have to do it if you’re uncomfortable.”
“No. I hope you do.”

Cute. Labela thought these two were so cute that she wanted to shove them into bed right away. When this female knight is violated by her young son, when she recklessly ejaculates on her womb, slaps her butt and whispers that she loves her, when she gets angry at herself for intruding during intercourse, when she reaches climax because of her son who recklessly shakes her waist, she takes off her clothes in the same way When I tell my mother to use the toilet bowl, Lauren… No no…

Ravela stopped the growing delusion. At the sight of herself putting him in her delusion, Ravela silently stirred a teaspoon.

“The principality’s knights are famous. I want to investigate this time, but I want to hear from the driver’s point of view. Ah, is it the story of Lord Nemua’s previous generation?”
“Ah… That is… Therefore… I am…”

It was the opponent Nemua de Sorbane met on the battlefield where he ran amok. Of course, it should be said, but strangely, when the boy asked ‘previous generations’, he couldn’t answer easily. Why do I feel older? However, because they are different races…

“Come on, it’s a story that any knight should know. Shall we get off topic, Marey? Now, Sir Muir is a well-informed person, so even if I ask you a lot of questions, he will give you an easy answer, right?”
“Ah, yes!”

Seeing Ravela wink, Nemua felt like shouting thanks.

“Tongue, blood cross… Big hum. The Knights of the Blood Cross.”

Perhaps ashamed of stuttering, Nemua cleared her throat slightly.

“As for the Principality of Romania, it was previously called the Kingdom of Romania. Going even further back, there was a time when it was called the Romanian Empire… At that time, neither magic nor metal technology could be imagined today, such as magic or alloys due to heat management, so it was an era where blood relative abilities alone could be called an empire.”

Marey hurriedly took his writing implement from his bag. Nemua looked like a small animal with calm eyes as he began to write hard, and he had no choice but to try to resist the urge to touch it.

The appearance of being wary of oneself is like a black kitten…

“Yes, I wrote it down. Please hear more.”

Nemua came to her senses and continued to speak.

“Violence is something you get used to. Both those who conform and those who respond. With magic, there is a way to offset the unique ability of vampires called blood magic, and it is natural that a sword that penetrates the vampire’s skin is made.”

“In the case of a strong vampire, I heard from my school professor that even a great sword cannot be used by ordinary people…”

When she told me to engage in sparring with Merende, Lee Ha-un said that no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t heal her wounds, so she said to do it to her heart’s content. Of course, I couldn’t even touch Merende’s fingertips even though I was wearing protective gear…

“Yes, in modern times, there are few vampires with physical abilities like that without magical enhancement, but in ancient times, it is said that fighting such beings was a daily routine. According to records, it is said that the sword master needed a mithril-made specially processed sword made by a dwarf in order to pierce the physical strength of the founding king of Romania through magic.”
“It’s amazing.”
“There is no need to worry. Vampires with such physical abilities rarely exist, and the Knights of the Blood Cross, which used to be a practically armed group, have evolved to develop unique characteristics rather than physical abilities. Of course, because the lifeline was almost cut off, it became a knighthood that is neither one nor the other.”

The development of technology and the degree of destruction of classical mechanisms seemed to be a good topic for this paper.

“Certainly, I think that a lot has changed since the appearance of ‘Time Attack Account 32’. There are times when it feels like this development, civilization, has been built up too meticulously, as if it were all planned. Well, maybe it’s because he’s a knight who has been weeded out by the times.”

Knight, officer. Marey remembered the old man. Those burning eyes. Unlike his old body, he remembered the old man with the powerful vitality that burned in the snow. He was an old man who wanted to be a musician. What is that person doing now?

“Are you helpful enough?”
“Ah yes. Thank you Sir Nemua!”

Nemua smiled lightly. In fact, she couldn’t tell if she was laughing unless she looked closely, but Marey sensed she was delighted.

“Are you writing Sir Julia Pahu’s thesis by any chance?”
“Ah yes. Do you know?”
“It’s famous. Since one or two really good works come out every year, people who are interested in gunmun are looking for them. In a first draft that only has good ideas, Sir Julia establishes the skeleton and attaches flesh to it before uploading it. That’s enough to be thankful for being posted as a co-author, but since I gave up the first authorship to a student, there’s a lot of talk about this and that…”

Well, it’s better than the nasty guys who steal performance… But after saying that, Nemua grabbed the coffee in front of her with both hands. At the small-looking teacup, she hurriedly lowered her hands under her table.

Seeing Marey’s eyes on her, I wonder if she considers her tall height as a complex. Ravela has two large dogs at her house, and while thinking in a carefree thought, ‘If I get another one, will I fight the big golden dogs?’, She waited for Nemua’s next reaction.

“Do you have any further questions?”
“No, that’s enough. Thank you, Sir Nemua.”

Nemua de Sorbane, with her head slightly bowed, looked edgy. She seemed to be trying to get her words out in the middle, but she had a lot of thoughts and nothing came out of her mouth, so she only let out a short ‘ah’ in between her vomits.

“Whatever you say… ?”
“Ah… That is… Nothing… No.”

From the way she answered, with her eyes tightly closed, Ravella could easily guess that her hands were clenched into her fists under the table. Shall I help you a little?

“Marai didn’t say she wanted to be a knight? Since she is the captain of the knights on active duty, why don’t she ask once?”
“…Really?”

Ravela, who led her conversation, had to struggle to hold back her laughter at Nemua’s overjoyed appearance. He wasn’t really like this, but he must have fallen for our master. Well, he’s a really lovely son, so I can understand.

If Marey belonged to someone else, she might have been at a loss because she wanted to continue the conversation… Of course, it may not look like that at first. She must have gotten to know her a little bit, skillfully showed the charm of being older, and had a very pleasant education slowly in a good place where the two of them sang together.

“There are differences in methods, but thanks to the dwarves establishing them as smelting… In conclusion, there is a tool for killing vampires professionally. Likewise, there was a time when there were separate swords for dealing with orcs, beastmen, and elves. Of course, this is a fairly old story that has only been recorded.”
“Now?”
“Magic and technology have become too common. Vampires’ blood has also thinned out a lot, and few of them have strong characteristics that can be said to be alien to the race, so it’s like dying when a knife is stuck in the neck or shot in the head.”
“Wasn’t that before?”
“It tends to be dismissed as a legend, but according to reliable sources, there remains a story that the first vampire, the founding king of Romania, died only after breaking his heart and head five times. In the case of Orcs, there is a story that their muscle density was incomparably higher than today, or that Beasts resembled the shape of a beast more than they do now. They say that even dwarves and elves were a little closer to spirits than they are now… They think that some powerful force holds all races together on this land. Oh, the last word is my personal opinion, so don’t worry about it.”

Ran’s image suddenly came to mind to say it was a personal opinion. She is her own teacher who was said to be the first demon, and a cute girl. He also recalled the image of him suffering while calling himself Seobangnim, but it was only for a moment that he introduced himself. Called ‘the first devil’, the dangerously sparkling figure unfolds like a panorama in front of his eyes.