Chapter 461 – Thursday, Week 7 (10)
After feeding the twin dogs in their upper and lower mouths, Marey shook his head from side to side and wiped the remaining water from her hair. As the drowsiness dissipated, vitality returned to her body, as if she had just woken up from a short nap.
“Where are you going?”
“Ah, Philia…”
Philia stood against her door.
“I was in Professor Illien’s lab… That… I have a personal assignment…”
“Huh~. You look busy?”
Marey scratched her cheek and could only nod her head. She was worried that her appearance might look strange, and she was worried that Philia might have noticed her strangeness.
“Let’s meet at her front door. She was swordsmanship class all afternoon, right?”
“Yes?”
Her red eyes narrowed.
“I even invited guests for you, did you forget?”
“For me… Oh right. He said he helped me with the assignment…”
Philia let out a small sigh. Then, she stepped a little faster and grabbed Marey’s cheek and stretched it left and right.
“Hey, Prince Fawen. Wouldn’t it be polite to the lady to cherish the promise? Yes~?”
“Okay, I was wrong.”
Into Philia’s hand pulling from her left and right, Marei handed an apple with a muffled pronunciation. What makes Philia so happy? She burst into laughter.
“Really…”
“I’m sorry, Leah.”
“Oh… Did you think you would see if I said that?”
“I love you, Leah!”
“Just saying it sounds like it… Really.”
Philia, who turned her head away with her flushed face, didn’t seem to be in a bad mood. The elongated tails of her elf-like ears lightly fold and unfold. Marei gently wrapped her Philia around the waist.
Philia groaned, but she didn’t push Marey away, she moved her body slightly and lazily leaned into her boy’s arms.
“Have you eaten lunch?”
“Ah yes… ! I ate with Professor Illien.”
Marey recalled the scene that had just happened to her.
Illien, who had given her order to her younger sister because she couldn’t swallow all of her forced semen and vomited, put aside her regret and picked up the tableware the boy had missed.
Even at the sight of the penis that had just been randomly inserted into my mouth and spattered semen through her sister’s vagina and pressing down on her cervix, instead of showing resistance, she clung to the master who raped her sister with a happy smile. As he did, he helped serve meals.
You just have to focus on eating, but the young master still gets serious when dealing with females. He forgets that he is eating, so at least two females must cling to him while eating.
No, rather, serving under the table along with serving meals has become a habit, so it may be that another female will feed them and indulge in pleasure, so more than one person is needed.
Anyway, after finishing the meal, Marei sprayed the semen remaining in her urethra on the face of her twin sister lying side by side, leaving evidence of possessing females, and after lightly grooming herself, she checked several times that the laboratory door was locked. It came out now.
“Can I hear about the guest?”
“Oh, didn’t you tell me? She called Demi Terre. You said you wanted to hear the story of the Knights of the Blood Cross? Because that child also belonged to the Knights of the Blood Cross.”
Demeter. Demeter. Marai muttered a name she seemed to have heard somewhere. She’s unfamiliar and I’ve heard of her somewhere… ?
“The owner of a clothing store in the principality…”
“Yeah, I remember.”
Marei shookly nodded her head. She lightly smashed the wall behind her back with her fists and pulled out a greatsword the size of her own, which was the name of the clerk’s older sister.
“Was he a knight?”
“Before, now a retired clothing store owner.”
Marey’s face was stained with despair. She hated herself, no. She was someone who hated the name Parwen very much.
“Ah, the Knights of the Blood Cross… So…”
“Yes, I hate Lauren de Parwen to death. Most of them were torn to death by Lauren’s hands in the giant slalom.”
Philia told her hideous story as if it were her own.
“Gwa, are you okay?”
“It’s okay because I talked about it well. She said she did because last time she thought she was approached for bad purposes. This time she won’t just threaten with a sword.
She was told she would threaten without raising her sword. Seeing Marey’s white face, Filia let out a small laugh and patted her on the shoulder.
“Are you afraid of me?”
“Cadet… That… Will you stay by my side?”
“Think about it?”
Philia chuckled and walked in front of her. Marey is after her, will you stay? Philia? Yes? Leah? She asked again and again, but Philia only laughed and avoided her answer.
Although she thought she had no great sword skills, Nagisa Asano seemed to think otherwise.
“Excellent, much better than last week.”
Seeing Marei’s basic movements, Nagisa Asano said in admiration. Show little emotion
I could see surprise flickering in the eyes of the female prosecutor who wasn’t there. Excited, she clutched the hilt of her sword, which hung around her waist, with her white hand.
“Is it better… ? Thank god.”
“It’s not like it’s gotten better, it looks like you’ve worked really hard.”
At Professor Nagisa’s words, Marei swallowed her sigh of relief. The only thing she’d touched her sword in the past week had been learning her great-grandfather’s swordplay from Lauren. She was just ashamed of others to say that she worked hard.
“He has a good posture and has a lot of strength. Swinging the sword is stable. Who else are you learning from?”
“I learned a bit from Lauren over the weekend.”
“To Lauren de Farwen?”
Marais nodded her head kindly.
“Are there any injuries?”
“Yes?”
Marey, who couldn’t connect the cause-and-effect relationship between her words that she learned from Lauren and her words that she was hurt, asked involuntarily. Nagisa shook her head at the boy who innocently looked up at her as if she didn’t know anything.
“No, no. I’m out of words. Let’s move on to the next step. Do you have a sword? If not, I will lend it to you now.”
At Nagisa’s words, Marei saw her wooden sword in her hand. The sword she was talking about seemed to be referring to a full-fledged blade rather than a tree like this.
“Ah… Thanks. Oh, I have it now!”
Marais grabbed Adelgius by her neck.
“Wake up, Adelgius.”
Feeling the heaviness in her hand, Marey reached forward with her hand holding her adelgius. She seemed to have eaten away all the light, black. The black light slowly began to come up. Nagisa opened her eyes wide at the sight of the ink-colored black blade that seemed to distort space.
“The Holy Sword…”
“Can this be enough?”
Seeing the boy holding and asking for something that could be regarded as a national treasure, Nagisa let out a small laugh as if she was depressed. Does she think of Adelgius as a training sword? Nagisa shook her head.
“I have another steel sword, so I’ll give you that. Adelgius… Don’t take it out in front of other people, Marey de Parwen. Do you understand?”
“Ah yes…”
With a scary face. Seeing the female swordsman speak with a slightly serious face, Marei unconsciously nodded her head.
Nagisa barely swallowed her sigh that was about to explode. What was the dragon thinking to entrust such a precious object to a child? No, what was Ravela de Parwen and Inspector General Balter thinking? No, it could have just been a replica given to the heir as a token.
“Hey, Parwen-kun?”
“Yes?”
Nagisa scratched her cheek and avoided Marei’s gaze.
“That… Can I take a look at Adelgius up close? I know it’s rude, but…”
“Yes I’m okay.”
Marei casually grabbed her blade with her bare hand. The darkness faded, and a scabbard formed over her blade.
“Pawen-kun, are you really okay?”
“Yes!”
Nagisa took the sword that Marei lightly handed her to her with both hands, feeling as if she was committing a crime for some reason. She didn’t even draw her sword, but she felt an indescribable unpleasant sensation that sent goosebumps all over her body.
Nagisa slowly stroked her scabbard and gently gripped her handle.
-Sureung.
With a soft sound, the darkness slowly revealed itself.
“Kuu… !”
At the same time, the female prosecutor’s body began to tremble. No, she might be right when she said she was convulsing. Nagisa got down on one knee as if she couldn’t stand it any longer, collapsing. Her cold sweat trickled down her pale face.
“Are you okay?!”
“Okay… Oops… I hoped She was real, not a replica.”
Ycher forced her helplessness away from weighing down her whole body and slowly raised her body. As she put her sword into her scabbard, she felt her senses return, twisting as if out of order, and she returned her sword to Marey.
“Are you really okay?”
“Yes, it is fine.”
Seeing Nagisa nod her head at her pale face, Marei couldn’t easily believe her words. The female prosecutor wiped the sweat from her forehead with the sleeve of her uniform, and she took in and out her breath several times before her complexion began to return.
“Really… Adelgius.”
“Yes?”
At Nagisa’s words, Marei asked back, not knowing what she was talking about. In response to her boy’s reaction, the female prosecutor calmed her trembling body and continued her words.
“Pawen-kun, do you know about Adelgius?”
“I… That is… I don’t know. I only know that my great-grandfather wrote it.”
Nagisa felt that she was at a loss as to where to begin and how to speak. She’d rather think she was a kid who didn’t know anything, and she’d be at ease if she had to talk. She was only awkward that she had to tell Adelgius’ master about the Holy Sword.
“Adelgius is the sword that killed the demon king… Although it is called the Holy Sword. In fact, it is a delicate sword even if it is called a holy sword.”
The story that storytellers would like was meaningless. Why didn’t the director of Balter Academy and the director of the inspection say anything? He wondered if he should keep his mouth shut, but it was a story that the boy could easily understand if he wanted to know.
“Until you kill the demon king, it is called the demon sword.”
“Is it a magic sword?”
At Marei’s question, Nagisa lightly nodded her head.
“It was also called a blood sword because it ate blood,” She says. A sword that grows while soaking in the blood of the enemy. I understand that it was a sword that was kept in the cellar of the Parwen family. It’s a well-known story. In order to protect the territory that was confused with the appearance of the demon king, Sogaju… In this case, the deputy head of household or the successor would be appropriate.”
This was a story that even Marey knew. The story that the great-grandfather’s family was a ruined family and that the demon king appeared on the surface and the monsters stirred up. It was a story like a bloody battle to protect the territory.
“It was a sword that was called a demonic sword that devours its owner, but at the time, the high priest…”
The great-grandfather, who was worthy of being called a warrior, took up a sword and saved the suffering territories around him. Gradually, people with intentions gathered, but the Hanmihan family on the border was not enough to stop the demon king’s action.
