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Iron Blood Conquers Expansion 571

Iron Blood Conquers Expansion 571

Chapter 571 – Chapter 571 Return to Warris-6

Bar jorn.
It is famous as a popular pub in Warris. It is famous for delicious snacks and sweet drinks at reasonable prices.
It was the bar Sirell had chosen.

A boisterous pub, Sirell came alone to look around.
Her sailors looked at her with her exoticism. Cheryl replied with a laugh as she looked around.

Darmang hasn’t come yet.

“Whoa.”

Cheryl sighed as she sat down in her empty seat.
Sherrel laughed as the waitress came and brought her menu.

“I have a group. I will order it when it comes.”
“All right.”

Cheryl took off her jacket and blinked at her.
Darmang is coming soon.
As an Elyos and wealthy man, he might not like this kind of commonplace bar, but Syrel had more important things on her mind.
She was thinking underground.

“Why are you doing this…”

She knows that the underground has become a difficult mogul to deal with.
He was a common man, but one day he thought he was growing up, but he suddenly became a super-large tycoon.
The man who sometimes sits in her infirmary, or always shuts herself out in the library?
Although the change was surprising, she was as happy as her own work. I wanted to support and help if there was anything I could do.
Because we’ve known each other for a long time. No matter how proud a man he becomes, he’s sluggish in front of Syrel.

“Oh, of course…”

Cheryl sighed.
She also knew that the situation inside the Red Union was dark, but strangely, people found it difficult to go underground.
In particular, seeing how she treats even unique women with care, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of distance from Syrel Dojiha.
She used to be the first to visit without hesitation, but she could say hello and joke around casually, but now I know that shouldn’t be the case.

Even when she was alone sometimes, she was often getting awkward.
Still, she never showed that she was a mogul in front of her underground.

I wasn’t bragging or bragging.
Even though she fully deserved it, she didn’t stand in her presence for a second.

I thought it was some kind of signal, a promise.
She says it’s permission, acceptance, to be treated like before.
Sherrel had been in denial, but even those around her considered it a special relationship with the underground.
There are often people who insinuately ask about the relationship between the two.

“… Are you just friends?”

Cheryl rested her elbows on her table and frowned at her.
Male and female… It’s not enough to say it’s a relationship.
There were several women next to the basement. Sherel knew roughly.
And that they are all beautiful, strong, and influential women in Wordsland.
Well, since he has become a popular guy, it’s only natural that handsome girls join him.

“…”

It’s not that there is no regret. Nor is she secretly absent from the idea that she has known her longer.
But more than that, Jiha was a man who somehow caught the eye of Syrel.
He’s not very sociable, he doesn’t reveal his true feelings, but his eyes are alive, and he doesn’t get along with others, so he seems to have to be taken care of for some reason.

A man who wants to take care of you.
It’s a feeling he might have had only when he was a commoner, but Jiha is now the most handsome man in Wordsland.
He didn’t need her care at all. There are plenty of therapists out there.
So he can applaud the rise of the underground and become a high-ranking person, making him happy as if it were his own work… On the one hand, he was somewhat sad and lonely.

It feels like a small, well-bred bird has grown and flew away.
He never returns to her hand again.
All she can do is say goodbye to her behind her back and shake her hand to see her off.

“I don’t know…”

In addition, when she suddenly returns and meets her, she feels strangely distant.

“Ah, should I just retire…”

Cheryl sighed blankly.
She also has money saved up. She’s an excellent therapist, so it’s not hard for her to get a job again. No, she was rather frantic to take her away.
Would it clear her mind if she just left Waris and went on a trip with her?

“I’m a little late.”

She raised her head at the sound of her voice above her head.
She was an Elyos male, Darmans, and had a dignified smile.

“Ah, are you here?”
“Haha, this is the first time I’ve been to a place like this.”

Darmans looked around and smiled generously.
He is a business man and has a lot of money, so he would hardly have visited such a commonplace bar.

“Oh, I’m going to buy one today. I’m sorry, but I live on a salary, so it’s a bit difficult to go to a more expensive place than here.”

Uben said there were better bars, and she offered to finance them, but Syrel politely declined. In fact, it was a bit burdensome from her point of view, Sirell.
Now that her boss, Uben, is watching her, she wonders, does that make sense?
She has her underground connection in mind, of course, but… Sherrell actually didn’t like that.
She was rooting for the underground, and she didn’t want to use his prestige or power to get better treatment.
Because that’s why we weren’t together before.

“Not this. If you needed a drink, I would have served it to you. A much better place than here.”

When Darmang smiled generously, Syrel also smiled and said,

“It was delicious here too. And I kept getting tea and drinking it. That is the answer.”
“Mmm.”

Darmand expressed disapproval, but Syrel called the waiter and ordered them to drink and snack.
She knew the menu of this bar.
When the waitress left, Darmans said seriously.

“I’m telling you, Mr. Sirell, I am seeing Mr. Sirell seriously.”
“I obviously turned down the matchmaker. Things are better now. But didn’t Mr. Darmang say he was meeting with me for investment in treatment and academic research?”

Cheryl responded softly.

“I am also responding to counseling because I think it is good that Mr. Darman is working hard in various fields for the development of Wordsland treatment. And Mr. Darmant should be able to meet a better woman.”
“Because I haven’t found a woman more attractive than Sirell yet.”
“Then shall I introduce you? When it comes to the friends I know, three come to mind right away.”

When Cheryl smiled and said, Darmans only let out an embarrassing laugh.

“Am I so unreliable?”
“No, I think Darmans is an objectively attractive man. He is handsome, has wealth, and has dignity. Besides, you are an Elyos.”

Cheryl showed off her friendly smile.

“But I have no intention of getting married right now.”
“Then I’ll have to keep hanging around Mr. Sherrell and waiting for you to think about it.”
“I think it would be faster if another good woman appeared.”

While Cheryl is soft, she firmly draws her line.
If the underground directly said Darmans was dangerous, he had some circumstances. Cheryl had no doubts.
She had hit the line before, but now she drew it more firmly.
Darmans was choosing his horse, and the drink came out.
Two people who poured alcohol to each other, d’Armang raised his glass.

“Then for your health.”
“For!”

She took a drink while Sherrell cheered her up.
She was also able to moderately detoxify her rarity level, even when drunk. It’ll be difficult if you get so drunk that you can’t concentrate.

“Ah, good…”

As her sweet drink went down her throat, Sherrell forgot all about her and was amused. Darmans, on the other hand, was a little flustered and put down her glass.
For this chaebol man, who has lived by drinking high-quality wine, there was no way that the common man’s dark beer would go well with his mouth.

“Oh, you don’t like it either? However, you will get used to it as you drink it.”
“No. Drink well.”

Darmans chuckled and brought his glass back to his mouth.

“Seeing Sirel drink attractively, I feel like I’m enjoying it too.”
“It doesn’t change the taste of alcohol.”

Sherrel said calmly and refilled his glass himself.
When Damand panicked and tried to grab the bottle, Syrel said lightly.

“I already told you, but if you keep crossing the line, it’s hard for me to see Mr. Darmant comfortably.”
“… Am I that ugly?”
“I said it wasn’t like that.”

Sirell was losing his temper.
It’s not like she hasn’t been flirting with men all her life. No, I received a lot of gestures like this and that.
75% of the rare ratings have been attacked frequently in one way or another even though it is difficult to find a woman or a man of the same level.

But she refused them all. She wanted to be absorbed in her work, and she also didn’t like it.

“I said no, but it seems a bit rude to bring up this story again and induce my answer to change.”
“…”

Darman’s face hardened.
Cheryl shook her head slightly.

“Could you please stop talking about that?”
“All right. Sorry.”

Darmans forced a laugh and tilted her glass.
Sherrell also drank, but she wasn’t happy inside.
She knows Darmans is offended by her, but she doesn’t really want to let go.

Everyone around her agreed that she was a good man and that there would be no marriage like this, but in the end, isn’t she her life?
She is contemplating whether to retire and leave Warris, but seeing Darmans ignoring her liver makes her annoyed.
Still, it’s not polite to keep cold at the drinking party she invited.
Cheryl was just about to open her mouth as she smiled to cheer her up.

But Darmant spoke faster than that.

“Is it because of the total number of Red Union?”
“… Yes?”

She only learned a little later that the position referred to the underground.
Why is the underground coming out of this person’s mouth? Cheryl was seized by her reflexive malaise.

“Are you rejecting me because of that man, Mr. Sirell?”
“… What the hell are you talking about?”

Cheryl swallowed her sigh and laughed.
She is also a member of society, and she has had this and that to come here.
But Darman’s eyes were dark and serious.

“Please answer me properly. Are you rejecting me because you are in a romantic relationship with the gunman? If that’s the case, I can understand and resign.”
“No…”

She was conflicted whether to say she was right at the moment or not. If you look around, you’ll be able to sort out this annoying question and answer.
But her feelings from her past days, her relationships held her.
She wasn’t laughing around, trying to capitalize on her underground prestige.
She wasn’t outspoken in her infirmary to benefit once she got ahead.

“No. Me and the basement are not like that.”
“You call the commander by name privately.”
“… Why?”

Darman said as if he knew everything.

“The leader of the Red Union is a scary person. There is a story that the subordinates below him can’t even breathe, but Mr. Sirell calls it very comfortably.”
“… Jiha is not so picky about etiquette.”
“Now I call him like a friend without fault.”

Cheryl was embarrassed.
She had never explained her connection to the underground to anyone else.
When the underground was common, there was nothing to attract attention, and when the underground became a big player, no one asked carelessly.

Even if I tried to cross it, she drew her line first.

“You are already drunk from two beers, Mr. Darmans. I’ll just get up.”
“Answer me and go.”

When Cheryl got up, Darmand also got up.
He stretched out his hand abruptly and tried to grab Cheryl’s wrist.

If only the footsteps hadn’t suddenly rang out.
If the person who entered the store and the man who came straight up hadn’t grabbed his hand without hesitation.

“This is the answer.”

Jiha said, grabbing the hand of Darmant who was trying to catch Sirel.

Iron Blood Conquers Expansion 571

Iron Blood Conquers Expansion 571

Chapter 571 - Chapter 571 Return to Warris-6



Bar jorn.
It is famous as a popular pub in Warris. It is famous for delicious snacks and sweet drinks at reasonable prices.
It was the bar Sirell had chosen.

A boisterous pub, Sirell came alone to look around.
Her sailors looked at her with her exoticism. Cheryl replied with a laugh as she looked around.

Darmang hasn't come yet.

"Whoa."

Cheryl sighed as she sat down in her empty seat.
Sherrel laughed as the waitress came and brought her menu.

"I have a group. I will order it when it comes."
"All right."

Cheryl took off her jacket and blinked at her.
Darmang is coming soon.
As an Elyos and wealthy man, he might not like this kind of commonplace bar, but Syrel had more important things on her mind.
She was thinking underground.

"Why are you doing this..."

She knows that the underground has become a difficult mogul to deal with.
He was a common man, but one day he thought he was growing up, but he suddenly became a super-large tycoon.
The man who sometimes sits in her infirmary, or always shuts herself out in the library?
Although the change was surprising, she was as happy as her own work. I wanted to support and help if there was anything I could do.
Because we've known each other for a long time. No matter how proud a man he becomes, he's sluggish in front of Syrel.

"Oh, of course..."

Cheryl sighed.
She also knew that the situation inside the Red Union was dark, but strangely, people found it difficult to go underground.
In particular, seeing how she treats even unique women with care, she couldn't help but feel a sense of distance from Syrel Dojiha.
She used to be the first to visit without hesitation, but she could say hello and joke around casually, but now I know that shouldn't be the case.

Even when she was alone sometimes, she was often getting awkward.
Still, she never showed that she was a mogul in front of her underground.

I wasn't bragging or bragging.
Even though she fully deserved it, she didn't stand in her presence for a second.


I thought it was some kind of signal, a promise.
She says it's permission, acceptance, to be treated like before.
Sherrel had been in denial, but even those around her considered it a special relationship with the underground.
There are often people who insinuately ask about the relationship between the two.

"... Are you just friends?"

Cheryl rested her elbows on her table and frowned at her.
Male and female... It's not enough to say it's a relationship.
There were several women next to the basement. Sherel knew roughly.
And that they are all beautiful, strong, and influential women in Wordsland.
Well, since he has become a popular guy, it's only natural that handsome girls join him.

"..."

It's not that there is no regret. Nor is she secretly absent from the idea that she has known her longer.
But more than that, Jiha was a man who somehow caught the eye of Syrel.
He's not very sociable, he doesn't reveal his true feelings, but his eyes are alive, and he doesn't get along with others, so he seems to have to be taken care of for some reason.


A man who wants to take care of you.
It's a feeling he might have had only when he was a commoner, but Jiha is now the most handsome man in Wordsland.
He didn't need her care at all. There are plenty of therapists out there.
So he can applaud the rise of the underground and become a high-ranking person, making him happy as if it were his own work... On the one hand, he was somewhat sad and lonely.

It feels like a small, well-bred bird has grown and flew away.
He never returns to her hand again.
All she can do is say goodbye to her behind her back and shake her hand to see her off.

"I don't know..."

In addition, when she suddenly returns and meets her, she feels strangely distant.

"Ah, should I just retire..."

Cheryl sighed blankly.
She also has money saved up. She's an excellent therapist, so it's not hard for her to get a job again. No, she was rather frantic to take her away.
Would it clear her mind if she just left Waris and went on a trip with her?

"I'm a little late."

She raised her head at the sound of her voice above her head.
She was an Elyos male, Darmans, and had a dignified smile.

"Ah, are you here?"
"Haha, this is the first time I've been to a place like this."

Darmans looked around and smiled generously.
He is a business man and has a lot of money, so he would hardly have visited such a commonplace bar.

"Oh, I'm going to buy one today. I'm sorry, but I live on a salary, so it's a bit difficult to go to a more expensive place than here."

Uben said there were better bars, and she offered to finance them, but Syrel politely declined. In fact, it was a bit burdensome from her point of view, Sirell.
Now that her boss, Uben, is watching her, she wonders, does that make sense?
She has her underground connection in mind, of course, but... Sherrell actually didn't like that.
She was rooting for the underground, and she didn't want to use his prestige or power to get better treatment.
Because that's why we weren't together before.

"Not this. If you needed a drink, I would have served it to you. A much better place than here."

When Darmang smiled generously, Syrel also smiled and said,

"It was delicious here too. And I kept getting tea and drinking it. That is the answer."
"Mmm."

Darmand expressed disapproval, but Syrel called the waiter and ordered them to drink and snack.
She knew the menu of this bar.
When the waitress left, Darmans said seriously.

"I'm telling you, Mr. Sirell, I am seeing Mr. Sirell seriously."
"I obviously turned down the matchmaker. Things are better now. But didn't Mr. Darmang say he was meeting with me for investment in treatment and academic research?"

Cheryl responded softly.

"I am also responding to counseling because I think it is good that Mr. Darman is working hard in various fields for the development of Wordsland treatment. And Mr. Darmant should be able to meet a better woman."
"Because I haven't found a woman more attractive than Sirell yet."
"Then shall I introduce you? When it comes to the friends I know, three come to mind right away."

When Cheryl smiled and said, Darmans only let out an embarrassing laugh.

"Am I so unreliable?"
"No, I think Darmans is an objectively attractive man. He is handsome, has wealth, and has dignity. Besides, you are an Elyos."

Cheryl showed off her friendly smile.

"But I have no intention of getting married right now."
"Then I'll have to keep hanging around Mr. Sherrell and waiting for you to think about it."
"I think it would be faster if another good woman appeared."

While Cheryl is soft, she firmly draws her line.
If the underground directly said Darmans was dangerous, he had some circumstances. Cheryl had no doubts.
She had hit the line before, but now she drew it more firmly.
Darmans was choosing his horse, and the drink came out.
Two people who poured alcohol to each other, d'Armang raised his glass.

"Then for your health."
"For!"

She took a drink while Sherrell cheered her up.
She was also able to moderately detoxify her rarity level, even when drunk. It'll be difficult if you get so drunk that you can't concentrate.

"Ah, good..."

As her sweet drink went down her throat, Sherrell forgot all about her and was amused. Darmans, on the other hand, was a little flustered and put down her glass.
For this chaebol man, who has lived by drinking high-quality wine, there was no way that the common man's dark beer would go well with his mouth.

"Oh, you don't like it either? However, you will get used to it as you drink it."
"No. Drink well."

Darmans chuckled and brought his glass back to his mouth.

"Seeing Sirel drink attractively, I feel like I'm enjoying it too."
"It doesn't change the taste of alcohol."

Sherrel said calmly and refilled his glass himself.
When Damand panicked and tried to grab the bottle, Syrel said lightly.

"I already told you, but if you keep crossing the line, it's hard for me to see Mr. Darmant comfortably."
"... Am I that ugly?"
"I said it wasn't like that."

Sirell was losing his temper.
It's not like she hasn't been flirting with men all her life. No, I received a lot of gestures like this and that.
75% of the rare ratings have been attacked frequently in one way or another even though it is difficult to find a woman or a man of the same level.

But she refused them all. She wanted to be absorbed in her work, and she also didn't like it.

"I said no, but it seems a bit rude to bring up this story again and induce my answer to change."
"..."

Darman's face hardened.
Cheryl shook her head slightly.

"Could you please stop talking about that?"
"All right. Sorry."

Darmans forced a laugh and tilted her glass.
Sherrell also drank, but she wasn't happy inside.
She knows Darmans is offended by her, but she doesn't really want to let go.


Everyone around her agreed that she was a good man and that there would be no marriage like this, but in the end, isn't she her life?
She is contemplating whether to retire and leave Warris, but seeing Darmans ignoring her liver makes her annoyed.
Still, it's not polite to keep cold at the drinking party she invited.
Cheryl was just about to open her mouth as she smiled to cheer her up.

But Darmant spoke faster than that.

"Is it because of the total number of Red Union?"
"... Yes?"

She only learned a little later that the position referred to the underground.
Why is the underground coming out of this person's mouth? Cheryl was seized by her reflexive malaise.

"Are you rejecting me because of that man, Mr. Sirell?"
"... What the hell are you talking about?"

Cheryl swallowed her sigh and laughed.
She is also a member of society, and she has had this and that to come here.
But Darman's eyes were dark and serious.

"Please answer me properly. Are you rejecting me because you are in a romantic relationship with the gunman? If that's the case, I can understand and resign."
"No..."

She was conflicted whether to say she was right at the moment or not. If you look around, you'll be able to sort out this annoying question and answer.
But her feelings from her past days, her relationships held her.
She wasn't laughing around, trying to capitalize on her underground prestige.
She wasn't outspoken in her infirmary to benefit once she got ahead.

"No. Me and the basement are not like that."
"You call the commander by name privately."
"... Why?"

Darman said as if he knew everything.

"The leader of the Red Union is a scary person. There is a story that the subordinates below him can't even breathe, but Mr. Sirell calls it very comfortably."
"... Jiha is not so picky about etiquette."
"Now I call him like a friend without fault."

Cheryl was embarrassed.
She had never explained her connection to the underground to anyone else.
When the underground was common, there was nothing to attract attention, and when the underground became a big player, no one asked carelessly.

Even if I tried to cross it, she drew her line first.

"You are already drunk from two beers, Mr. Darmans. I'll just get up."
"Answer me and go."

When Cheryl got up, Darmand also got up.
He stretched out his hand abruptly and tried to grab Cheryl's wrist.

If only the footsteps hadn't suddenly rang out.
If the person who entered the store and the man who came straight up hadn't grabbed his hand without hesitation.

"This is the answer."


Jiha said, grabbing the hand of Darmant who was trying to catch Sirel.

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