Chapter 201 – Chapter 201 the Swordsman and the Witch-5
Ghost (妖鬼).
It’s a race that I’ve only heard of the name of the underpass, but at first glance, it’s almost similar in appearance to humans.
The long dark blue hair tied up reminds me of the night sea.
It was clear the moment I saw her that she was a neat yet somewhat calm-looking beauty, a type that didn’t show her true feelings well.
Black tights that stuck to the body and showed off the curves of the mature body.
He carried a longsword at his waist and a greatsword the size of his height on his back.
Her skin was unusually pale, and her eyes were peculiar.
Odd eyes with different colors on both sides, red eyes and blue eyes.
Jiha slowly sucked Ashira’s lips while examining Pyran’s appearance and reaction.
“Yes…”
Not knowing that Pyran was watching from behind her, Ashira flirted with her underworld.
Now that she’s used to being hugged and kissed by her basement, she hugs her first and then sticks out her tongue.
In response to her request to be petted, Jiha caressed Ashira’s cheek with her finger.
As if she was happy to touch her, Asira hugged her underground, and her arms tightened even more.
Water.
Her subterranean hands gripped her tight breasts wrapped in a leotard.
“Oh, uh, no.”
A caress more than a kiss, Ashira is ashamed that it’s not something to do at a cafe.
Although he grabs her subterranean hand and tries to pull it off.
The man’s hand, as if enjoying the woman’s reaction, rubbed her breasts with the entire palm of his hand and rubbed them with her five fingers.
The light blue breasts that protruded slightly from the white leotard clung to her fingers.
The pleasure of rolling her fleshy fruit in her hands, Jiha whispered while rubbing Ashira’s breasts.
“No?”
“Oh, no…”
It’s not something to do in a place like this.
As Ashira is ashamed, she tries to quit, but she whispers that the basement is hers.
“Hasn’t it been quite a while? It’s unbearable.”
“Ah, uh, sobbing.”
Even today, she embraced Narsha and was served by Yura as her breast.
Ashira, the natural lie of the underground, only sighed in her self-reproach.
“Ugh, black. Because Yura might not know…”
“Then be quiet.”
As Jiha massaged Asira’s breasts to satisfaction, he found her nipples and pinched them.
“Ah, haha?!”
Ashira winced and shuddered as her subterranean fingers pinched her nipples.
I feel her nipples stand out under her skintight leotard.
“Ah. Ha ha Alas.”
Asira eventually gave up pushing her underground and kissed her, letting her man’s hand play at random with her.
Pyran, who witnessed this scene while standing, was as stiff as a stone statue and could not even blink.
“Ha ha, ugh…”
Ashira, who had been mixing her tongue, unaware of her time, blinked her eyes in a daze as her basement pulled her lips away.
Her basement said softly as she let out her sweet moans and soaked in the afterglow of her kisses.
“A guest has arrived.”
“Yes?”
Ashira, who had been blinking at her lethargic eyes, looked back and was terribly surprised.
“Ah, fa, pie…”
“…”
In fact, Pyran had read her signs of returning in advance and kissed her to see.
She had her customers out of the store, so if she had any footsteps or signs of movement, she must have been a pyran, so she could tell them apart right away.
“This, this… “
When Ashira tried to make excuses by correcting her flustered sigh, Pyran spoke briefly.
“I’ll just go back.”
“Sit down.”
“…”
Pyran looked only at Ashira, not paying attention to her said underground.
The face that said that man’s words were Ashira’s will, Ashira nodded her head in bewilderment.
“… I want you to sit down We have to talk.”
“I’m tired, so please finish quickly.”
Pyran said calmly and sat across from him.
Pyran, who did not even look at the cold tea, looked at Ashira in silence.
She was Ash, and she didn’t know what to do with her rhyme.
How should I explain the kissing scene after accepting her underground?
“What I just saw…”
“I hate to hear it.”
A hard and pointed refusal, Pyran cut off her words before she could even speak.
“Pyran. Therefore…”
“I don’t want to hear more of that. I would really go back to that story.”
“She has no will to talk.”
She crossed her arms in the basement and said briefly.
In a rude tone, Pyran glanced at Jiha for a moment, then looked at Ashira again.
Two determined to ignore it completely, her basement narrowed her eyes.
‘It’s not like I’m supposed to react like this, but I’m reacting like this.’
Is there any reason why Pyran is so serious?
Of course, she shouldn’t be known to Yura Ashraya, so she’ll want to keep her silenced by Pyran.
But Pyran wouldn’t know such a situation, so she should just move on?
‘Homophobia? No. It’s strange. She acts like she’s disappointed in Ashira, but she wants you to know that. That’s why I didn’t leave her seat.’
It was a feminine response, a way to ask her partner to understand and be considerate of her feelings.
But is a woman doing this to a woman?
Just as a man’s words and actions differ when he treats a man and how he treats a woman, so does a woman.
Women also behave differently when dealing with the same sex than when dealing with the opposite sex.
Her basement stretched out her arm and looked around on Ashira’s shoulder.
“…”
Pyran furrowed his eyebrows.
A sense of displeasure lingers in the neat yet elegant, delicately drawn features.
“Is this a place to introduce men, Ashira-sama?”
“No. Pyran. Don’t introduce This person is trying to find out the truth…”
“What is the relationship between you two?”
“…”
Ashira’s speech choked her jaw.
Pyran was focusing on his relationship with Ashira rather than his underground title or identity.
The basement answered plainly.
“A relationship where you spend time together during the day and sleep together at night.”
“…”
Pyran looked at Ashira blankly.
Her subterranean answers were filtered out, and she decided to trust only the words that came out of Ashira’s mouth.
‘Admiration, respect, loyalty, blindness…’
Jiha observed Pyran while recalling several words.
Aside from her pale skin and odd eyes, she appears to be just a beautiful human being.
However, her unique fighting ability is certain, and her former master, Ashira, seems to be favorable for now.
Asira told Pyran that she had made up her mind.
“It is as the underground said. It will be known soon, but what I saw a while ago is a secret… Will you?”
“Did you ask to see me separately to tell me this?”
“No, that…”
Ashira was taken aback by the blatantly angry fight.
Pyran put the tea money on his seat and stood up.
“Congratulations, live happily ever after. Enough then.”
“Anyone who says he gets sesame from marrying an orc, doesn’t it look like he’s getting married to another woman?”
“…”
Pyran, who had consistently ignored the underground, stopped while trying to get out.
Under Carmine’s duke, Pyran slept with an orc and married him, turning purple.
It was so for the time being known to the public, and even Ash knew that.
Pyran said calmly while showing his back.
“Asira-sama, it would be good for you to develop an eye for men.”
“It’s just a seat. Make an excuse, Pyran Amout.”
“…”
Pyran looked back as he couldn’t continue ignoring the words the underground threw.
She had a calm face, but there was a bit of anger in her eyes.
She tossed a short word underground.
“You must know Carmine is dead.”
“…”
Jiha had previously attempted to contact Pyran by sending an anonymous letter.
In the letter, she wrote down the contents related to Carmine’s end.
It was information sent to summon Pyran to Warris in order to tame Ashira, in case of her misfortune.
As Jiha succeeded in taming Asira, it became meaningless.
However, now that Pyran has appeared as a new Unique, it has meaning again.
“Anyone knows that you were converted to purple by the duke of Carmine.”
“…”
Pyran asked Ashira with her eyes.
Asira slowly nodded her head.
“I wanted to know what the heck happened. Pyran.”
“I want to tell that story in a place where it’s just the two of us.”
Calm but bold
If Ri Jin was subtly bold, Py-Lan was openly bold and arrogant.
It was a personality that had clear likes and dislikes and expressed it to express it.
“That is difficult. The story of how you became unique after half a year of being converted to purple might have something to do with a race called the Shade raiding the Summoning War.”
“…”
She added Jiha to the gaze demanding further explanation.
I had to give you some information.
“Your conversion was the Duke of Carmine, and that Carmine was someone’s minion. And Shade is also assumed to be someone’s minion. In other words, it should be seen that this and that conspiracy has been going on organically for quite a long time.”
“…”
In fact, the story of Pyran’s conversion could have been just something Carmine made up.
However, he deliberately suggested that the underground might be part of a larger conspiracy, prompting Pyran to reveal the information.
Pyran sat down again and started talking.
“I am not married. Nothing happened with the orcs. She was only in one room for a while.”
“Then why did you convert?”
Conversion is not something to be done lightly.
This is what Pyran did with the determination that he would never step on the ground of Blue Seal again.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that if she was super rare, she had reached the level that could be reached for her as a ghost.
Ashira wouldn’t have been a particularly bad boss… She left it all overnight and left.
“Because Carmine spread the rumor.”
“Is that all?”
“Yes.”
You switched to purple because you couldn’t overcome the rumors?
There are many races in Wordsland and each has its own customs, but it is not likely that ghosts particularly value virginity before marriage.
And I bet Ashira isn’t that inflexible either?
‘… Carmine was smart in her own way.’
As a man, he must have planned to become super rare as thoroughly as possible.
In other words, it was something he did with the conviction that Pyran would convert to Purple.
‘No, it’s strange when I think about it. Why didn’t Pyran explain that he didn’t do anything?’
When I thought about it, it was strange.
Rumors spread that Pyran turned to purple in order to marry an orc.
In other words, he went to purple because of the man, and that didn’t make much sense.
That’s why Ash wasn’t suspicious, and he didn’t even send a pursuer. She didn’t think to find out more.
But if all of this was a misunderstanding, just tell Ashira.
If the orc didn’t find a weakness, it’s just a story that the mentality exploded and escaped?
It was a puzzled reaction, as if Ashira had gone crazy.
“Then you could have just told me that… Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t want to talk.”
“Why… Was I that unreliable?”
“…”
Pyran replied in silence.
‘I’m guessing.’
She organized the underground story.
“It’s late at night, so let’s end the story here. Piran, we’ll prepare accommodation in the Blue Seal’s barracks, so come in. There must be many more things you want to talk about with Ashira.”
“I took a separate accommodation.”
“I left the room next to Ashira empty.”
“…”
Pyran nodded her head after a moment.
Asira looked at Pyran with her complex face and spoke softly.
“Because I was blind, I couldn’t help you when you were having a hard time the day before. But I hope you give me a chance to make up for it now, Pyran.”
“I will bring my luggage from the accommodation.”
Pyran just answered that and left.
When they were alone, Ashira let out a big sigh of hers and buried her face in her arm pillow on her table.
It was a very depressing look.
“… I’m really sorry She did not know that her subordinates were hiding their true feelings and did evil things, and another subordinate was suffering from a terrible slander, but he couldn’t count it.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“I don’t need to comfort you…”
“I don’t do that.”
Jiha spoke briefly and changed the topic.
“Once you succeeded in bringing in the Pyran. I will praise you.”
If Pyran stays in her barracks, she will be considered a member of the Council.
It’s the doctor of Pyran. Anyway, it looks like that from the outside.
Barjet and Heinrich, who were trying to disband the committee, would move somehow.
‘Should I tie up the pyran and destroy the two kites… Don’t just break it, you’ll have to get something out of it. It’s perfect to serve as a cause for independence.’
As the basement calculates, Ashira requested.
“… Won’t you leave the Pyran agenda to me for the time being? I want to end my past mistakes myself.”
“I won’t.”
As the basement spoke calmly, Ashira’s face blurred.
“Am I really lacking?”
“No, because you can’t.”
Ashira had a face that did not know the meaning, but she turned the words around.
“Since when did you know about Pyran?”
“Sometime before coming of age. He taught me a few times because I have a kid who works hard with a sword. Later, when I saw him again, he had grown up a lot and he said he wanted to follow me.”
“Spray a little bit of pheromone.”
“Huh? What is it?”
The basement concluded without explanation.
Pyran Amout loves Ashira.
Then everything will be explained.
Why did Pyran turn to Purple because he couldn’t stand Carmine’s frame?
Perhaps Ashira was dismayed that she believed the rumor with all her heart.
Who wouldn’t be heartbroken if someone who had secretly developed love congratulated them on an unexpected marriage?
Moreover, if it is difficult to reveal the mind, it will be more.
Nevertheless, when the opportunity to see Ashira came, she was drawn to love and made a place for the two of them, and she quickly took the bait that the room next to Ashira was empty.
‘And you must hate me…’
It was impossible for such a Pyran to think positively of her underground being Ashira’s man.
I’m going to go to this out of necessity.
Witch Barjet Darhk.
Yogi Pyran Amaut.
Both became hostile to the underground, but this could be used as it is.
Warris already has his city.
Even if you’re unique, you can cook whatever you want.
Underground was only estimating when it would have the greatest effect.
