Chapter 87 – Lloyd’s Acceleration
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The hero could not understand the emperor. What about the statue arriving in the bedroom? I couldn’t contain my resentment. He’s a hero who doesn’t even think about dying himself. If you think about it, it was like that in the war. Even while others were dying, the emperor had never been in danger of death.
Hero, Lloyd slowly checked his outfit. He planned to borrow the emperor’s power to save Saint Sophia from Carl Leben’s demonic spell, but failed.
Carl Leben said that he had decided to marry Saint Sophia, and that the wedding would be held immediately without her engagement ceremony. He said that these days he goes to the cathedral with the saint.
“Sophia, don’t worry. I will rescue you soon.”
Saying so, Lloyd’s eyes stroking his beloved sword seemed to resemble those of a madman somewhere.
“A forced marriage… Because it can’t be.”
*
“Look at this Carl! This!”
“Oh. I grew up.”
It has been over a week since I started taking the elixir. Although as long as her little finger, Sophia’s arms and legs were clearly sprouting. The degree of her growth varied from time to time. One drop per day, up to three drops. It was the right amount to fix Sofia’s arms and legs, so it was going to take quite a while.
The use of the elixir must be carefully decided. Unless you have an immediate emergency wound, ingesting the elixir is only poison. Therefore, a wizard and a priest are needed to guide the power of the elixir to the desired purpose. This was also the reason why Sophia and Carl had been going to the cathedral lately.
As many patients came to the cathedral, there was a private room prepared for the patients. It was only natural that he was given a private room just for Sophia. In addition to the size of the donations Carl made to the Cathedral, Sophia was also a figure that the Cathedral could not overlook.
“Hello, Sister Sophia.”
“Maria!”
It was Mary, called the next saint, who was in charge of Sophia’s treatment. She somehow looked at her sword with her unkind eyes, then she sighed and focused on examining her Sophia’s condition. Sophia lying on her bed is a bit different. When she first lay down with her arms and legs cut off, she had a face bearing all sorts of misfortune, but now it was the happiest face in the world.
“It’s all thanks to the knife!”
“Haha, what else?”
“The reason why I’m unhappy and the reason I’m happy is because I had the knife cut off my arms and legs!”
“The end… There is.”
“It’s something you’ll worry about for the rest of your life, isn’t it? It is difficult to say that there is such an afterthought.”
Sophia felt the tickle of her severed arm and leg, then she exhaled quietly.
“Everything is like a dream. The fact that I killed the demon king, the fact that my arms and legs were cut off, and that’s why I was in so much pain, but being mistreated by Carl.”
“It is not a dream.”
“Oh my God. Am I really getting married?”
“Huh.”
“And with the person who tormented me so much?”
“When did you say you love me?”
“I still love you. Kiss me, Carl.”
Side. Sophia smiled briskly, feeling the feel of her lips dripping down her cheek.
“We’ll get married when her arms and legs are all healed, Sophia.”
“I’m happy.”
*
The uninvited guest came around the time when Sophia’s arms and legs were regenerated by a span of half her elixir.
From this point on, the risk of the procedure increased more than before, so Sophia was sleeping in the cathedral to deal with side effects immediately, and Carl also requested to stay together, but the cathedral did not allow it. It was because of killing a priest in the past.
The identity of the uninvited guest dripping with rainwater while wearing a hood was the hero Lloyd. It is a rainy day. There were dark circles around Lloyd’s eyes.
“… Lloyd?”
“Sophia, I’m here to save you. Let’s run away with me.”
“What are you talking about? That is.”
“It means you don’t have to live as Carl Leben’s slave anymore.”
Lloyd came over to Sophia’s bed and tried to grab Sophia’s arm. Sophia shook Lloyd’s hand and went to her corner. Lloyd’s face was generally dark. “If it were me, I could protect you. Sophia, come with me.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“You, too, don’t like knives! You don’t like it, but you’re forcing yourself to pretend to be nice, so!”
“I think you are misunderstanding something.”
“I, I like you. Okay? So let’s go now Let’s travel together like before! I’m a good warrior, and it’s not hard to take responsibility for you alone. You like me too right?”
“I don’t like you, Lloyd.”
“Why? Oh, I see. What did Carl do? He brainwashed you It makes no sense otherwise.”
“Listen!”
Lloyd laughed and laughed.
“I like knives. Love knives I’m going to marry Carl. There is no place for you anywhere.”
“It is strange. Does the saintess like the killer? Something is not kinda like that If it’s a saint, she should like a hero. No matter how much I think about it, I can’t understand it. You are weird.”
“What are you talking about? Even if I like knives!”
“Did you usually like people who cut off their limbs? No. Then why are you Do you like knives that much? Huh?”
“I like knives.”
“… A dirty whore.”
“What?”
“Yeah, how far did you go with the criminal bastard? Did you have sex too? I must have. Dirty bitches. Dirty assholes. Fucking bitches! No, Sophia can’t do that. You, as much as you Oh, yes.”
“What the hell… “
“Yes, it’s mind-type magic after all. Killing Carl Leben will solve the problem, right?”
“What? Wait for a sec!”
Lloyd disappeared right in front of Sofia.
A strange ominous feeling enveloped Sophia’s whole body.
*
Lloyd walked in search of the knife. A bottomless hatred arose within him. Carl Leben, that bastard.
It begins with a word casually thrown by Circe, Lloyd’s lover, while in bed. Those words shattered Lloyd’s inner self.
“Sophia will be fine”
“Why?”
“That’s right, with a man like a knife… “
“Huh?”
“Gick-kick, his cock is so big.”
Lloyd was confused in her head. “Ah, so. Circe and Carl… ?” “Uh? Oh, oh, that’s not it!” “Right? Isn’t it?”
I didn’t understand. I’m sure I’m more attractive, but I’m a warrior and he’s a criminal. Even if that bastard helped defeat the demon lord, I am the hero. The demon king is what I killed. What the fuck is that guy
He soon parted ways with Circe. Lloyd wasn’t tolerant of that part. It was all the more so because she had no dating experience.
Her sense of betrayal toward Circe did not disappear even when she embraced other women. When she alluded to aristocratic women about Carl Leben, some she had relationships with and some she wanted to have relationships with. Usually it was the latter, but that doesn’t mean there were fewer of the former.
Lloyd muttered in spite of himself. Fuck bitches. Whores who easily open their pussies to any man. Crotchless and groaning at criminals like Carl Leben.
Lloyd remembered the banquet with Carl and Sophia. And she finally reached Sophia.
Saint Sophia,
If you are a saint, Sophia,
Maybe even Sophia?
*
Rainy day. Carl was on his way to the cathedral to get a new ‘ring’ to put on Sophia until his fingers grew. The rule not to allow living inside the cathedral rather breathed fresh fun into Carl. Hiding inside the cathedral and eating Sophia. It’s a fun day to think about what to do this time.
However, the distance to the cathedral is not long. There was no one on the road leading to the cathedral, only Lloyd, wearing a hood, was standing and waiting.
Sereung.
A sharp sense of life is captured by the feeling of the knife.
“Fuck.”
Lloyd, the stark-eyed warrior
I just came to hunt down the hero, Carl Reven, who just bought a cunt piercing for saint women.
Hero, Lloyd held out his sword and said.
“Evil, stick your head out. Don’t cut me.”
“You’re fucking late, you idiot.”
Carl answered while hiding the small piercing he was holding in his left hand.
