Chapter 239 – 55. The Real Sword. (3)
The next day.
Agnes went to see Natasha.
“Love is… , I think I know a little bit.”
“Okay?”
“But it doesn’t seem right for me. … Even purity seems to be tainted.”
“It is natural to sacrifice chastity for love. Giving one’s life is love, but that’s about chastity.”
“… Okay?”
“Yes.”
Natasha gave her friend a gentle pat on the back.
“Do you like that person?”
“… Well. I guess I’m more on the likes of her though. It’s just that I feel bad and I’m not like that.”
She has little mental contact with other people, regardless of gender, so it’s surprising that she has someone she likes.
“I’m glad. Great. Do better with that person. If that’s enough, is he really a good fit for you?”
“However, we are not in any relationship yet. It’s no different from the south. We’re not even engaged…”
“That’s how we get to know each other. Engagement, how do you do it?”
Getting to know each other that way.
Agnes was very impressed with those words.
… Because of that, I think I learned a little bit about the new side of Allen Danju.
“Is it?”
“Honestly, that’s better than an engagement. Aristocrats even marry people they haven’t seen before. You said you saw the faces of the bride and groom on the first night? … Ugh, just imagining it gives me goosebumps.”
Arranged marriage for family union.
Frankly, even Agnes, an illegitimate child, could have fallen victim to such an arranged marriage. … Being able to wield a sword like this without worry must be pure luck.
“Don’t be too scared. Just do whatever you feel like. You won’t make the wrong choice. I believe so.”
Agnes felt Natasha’s sincere friendship. A true friendship that warms her heart.
… I don’t know about love, but at least about friendship, it definitely changed Agnes.
“… Thank you.”
“Thank you.”
The two, who were looking at each other happily, suddenly stood up and drew their swords as if they had promised.
Be it friendship or love, in the end both of them are undeniable, natural swordsmen.
… And this time, Natasha added one win.
· · ·
There must have been some misunderstanding.
Rather, the misunderstanding arose because Allen looked at Agnes’ status window. … Because it was love between a man and a woman, I thought it was sex.
“I must have misinterpreted the meaning of the words.”
“No. Don’t worry.”
It was a little awkward at first, but that quickly went away.
Anyone can make mistakes, and Agnes isn’t the type to hang on to the mistakes of others.
“How about the sword?”
The moment the sword was mentioned, Agnes’ eyes flashed. On this subject, she was unusually talkative.
Of course, because Allen had been watching Natasha’s sword for a long time, she was able to fit in well with Agnes’ conversation.
“I heard that in order to cut everything, you have to be able to avoid cutting everything.”
“Yes, Natasha said so.”
“It is very philosophical. They say swords and life are similar.”
Agnes was genuinely delighted. At least, among my peers, Allen Danju is the only guy who can communicate so well.
The aristocrats his age talked gruffly and only knew how to dance, but did not know how to do anything else.
Even in terms of knowledge, Allen, who is overwhelmingly knowledgeable, recited various historical events and figures, making the conversation very rich. Still, even Agnes, who had accumulated basic education as a necessity, found it difficult to follow.
The conversation that had been going on for so long suddenly cut off as if it had met a cliff at some point. Silence hung between the two.
Just then, Allen Danzoo calls Agnes Vice Danzoo.
“Agnes Budanju.”
“Yes, Danju.”
“It may be my presumptuous words… , Can I just say one word?”
“I will listen.”
She straightened her posture.
It was a whopping 10 lectures. And the Allen Danju I’ve seen so far wasn’t a person who said a word carelessly.
“It’s not my warrior, I don’t know what troubles you are going through. … However, I know what you need.”
“What is it?”
“Embracing.”
… !
“Did you say you wanted to know love?”
“… Yes.”
“Love is embrace. Go further and embrace all things.”
Ah.
“You need to know everything, but you can cut with a sword. Don’t push me away just because I’m different. Understand it as it is. Just like the old Sword Emperor does.”
… Allen Danju was deep. Like Natasha.
“Other than that, go as you please. Then it will definitely be great.”
Agnes was speechless.
Embrace.
When she heard those words, her head and heart suddenly lit up as if she had realized something in her.
Allen lightly squeezed Agnes’s hand and kissed the back of it lightly.
“You are the one I recognized. So, believe in yourself.”
“Thank you for the advice. … Well, I have a lot to think about, so I’ll go back.”
“Go carefully.”
Agnes politely bowed his head and left his room.
Allen drank the tea, then set the cup down.
… You have so much charisma. This is why women go crazy.
As such, the recruitment of Agnes was also going on, but she did not visit Allen separately until she left Yommol.
… Really, that was all it was for… ? Wasn’t I really fucking cool… ?
Since Allen possessed this body, she was almost the first to be rejected by a woman.
Shall we say that she is truly a character who boasts of extreme recruitment difficulty?
Thanks to that, Allen was in the habit of kicking the futon on and off from time to time.
… Certainly, she should have been more gentle with her breasts.
· · ·
The Allen Union finally left the small town of Yommol.
The familiar smell of dung fermenting as fertilizer also receded further and further along the city.
“Syipal, it was boring! Let’s not see each other again!”
The furry Geese shouted at the top of his voice as he watched the city recede. In fact, everyone is of the same mind.
While carrying out the subjugation work for over a year, not only did I lose sleep at night because of the usually nocturnal monster, but it wasn’t once or twice that I overturned my plate while eating due to the monster that suddenly appeared.
Now that I am freed from such inconvenience, how can I not be happy?
After leaving Yommol and arriving in Vermandois in a month, the crew hugged the growing world tree and showered it with kisses from the other side.
“This pretty thing!”
With the return of the Allen-Mercenary Corps, people were busy gathering around the hideout to watch. Since the owner of this splendid and huge hideout building, which has been empty for over a year, has returned, it is bound to become a topic of conversation.
“Are you here?”
Kalisman, an elderly dog who did not know that he would serve as a proxy for sobriety for as long as a year, has lost some fat in his cheeks in the meantime. Apparently, he’s far from a brain wave, so the role of a sober man who has a lot to do with this and that wasn’t usually a difficult job. I don’t know if it’s a month or two, because I’ve been holding on to it for a year.
“You’ve been through a lot.”
“It was not me who suffered, but Danju. You really worked hard because you stayed in a foreign country for a long time.”
All three mercenaries, including the Allen-Mercenary Corps, entered the hideout building.
Of course, as soon as the money ghost unpacked, he headed straight to the drinking room and roughly grasped how things were going. There are a few that look a little lacking, but fortunately there were no major punctures overall.
“What about business in the capital city?”
“It’s going smoothly. The southern boulevard has already been completed, and now there is only one northern boulevard left.”
“Did you get the payment right?”
“Yes, it was exactly thirty-two thousand five hundred gold coins.”
“Yeah, well done.”
A few years ago, if he had 10,000 gold coins, he would have jumped in surprise, but now, even if he held tens of thousands, he was not very impressed. After dealing with a lot of money, it seems that the threshold of stimulation has increased. … But the funny thing is, I’m worried about some trivial pennies again.
Allen got up from his seat, wondering if he should go see the face of Danju the viola, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time.
At that time, only Kalisman called Allen Danju in a small voice, as if he still had something to say.
“Why?”
“Open the first drawer on the right.”
He got up from his chair and opened the first drawer on the right as the old dog said. Then you see a letter envelope. Of course already opened.
The money ghost just glanced at Callis without saying a word, then opened the envelope and took out a piece of paper folded several times and unfolded it.
… Then, Allen, who had been reading through it, slowly sat down in the chair again.
After reading the contents, Allen put it down on the desk and asked Kalisman in a cold voice.
“When did you come?”
“It’s been about 15 days.”
“… Quite a bit of time has already passed.”
“I was also surprised to read it.”
Allen sighed lightly.
– Round 10, Arione Danju died.
– Estimated to have suffered a cataclysm by hostile forces.
… Signs of bloody winds blowing again began to appear on the continent.
