Chapter 678 – Ep.676 Tullius Empire
As I expected, when Leviel manipulated the wall, a magic circle appeared under my feet and we were instantly back at the starting point where I almost fell.
And I once again had to suffer from a different kind of dizziness than the rolling of my eyeballs.
“Wow…”
“Gwae, are you okay?”
Leviel asked worriedly, patting my back as I kept gagging even though my stomach acid wasn’t coming out anymore.
“It’s okay, wow—it’s not that bad…” . “But it’s not enough to kill me.”
“I thought I was resistant because I went around with an archmage…”
“Haha…”
It was definitely a misunderstanding that could have been made since Bizelin, the owner of the Golden Magic Tower standing tall in the imperial palace and the only one with the title of Archmage, was behind me.
Now that I think about how nauseous I felt when I was kidnapped by that gangster in Nuit, I realized that teleportation wasn’t as convenient as I thought.
“Well, shall we go out first? “I have to wear clothes too.”
“Okay. “It would be best to go and get some rest first.”
“What?”
Leviel hugged me like a princess.
Although it may not have felt good to touch her because of the oil remaining on her body, she did not show any signs of it and walked up the stairs to the ground, holding me preciously in her arms like glass that would break if I made a mistake.
“I guess you didn’t have time to put your clothes away.”
As Le Viel returned through the bushes to the place where we had had our passionate affair, she saw my underwear and clothes blowing here and there in the wind, apologized briefly, and set me down on the ground.
“It’s okay. “You came because you were worried about me, right?”
“What…”
Naturally, I expected Le Viel to hit her with a fastball again this time, but I blinked when I saw her scratching her cheek with a slightly shy face.
‘It’s cute like this too.’
Of course, Le Viel thought she looked much better with her usual regal side.
I returned the cloak tied around her waist to the embarrassed Le Viel.
“Sniff.”
“Leviel?”
“Sniff… ?”
When I called, she proudly raised her head with her nose pressed into her cloak.
“Well, if you say that so openly, I’m a little embarrassed.”
“I’m embarrassed sometimes too, so you give in this time.”
I guess I should take back what I said a little while ago that she looks better with her confident side.
I left Le Viel behind, who was staring at me and sniffing the scent of her cloak, and carefully gathered up her clothes that were scattered here and there like her seven beads and put them on.
‘Sis. ‘Can you hear me now?’
【That’s right.】
‘Thank god. ‘You don’t know how anxious I was because I couldn’t contact you inside?’
【What. Employee Seo Min-su is no different from a newborn who can’t do anything without me, so I completely understand.】
‘No. ‘It’s not that bad, is it?’
As usual, Sis exercised his right to remain silent when asked questions he did not want to answer, and I shook my head and picked up the blue coat that Sis was sitting on.
“Sniff.”
Pak!!
As I followed Le Viel and planted my nose on the exact spot where Sis was sitting on her butt, warm with Sis’ warmth, Sis kicked my shin with her pretty foot.
Of course it didn’t hurt at all.
‘It’s nice to smell like Sis…’ …’
I furrowed my brow and shook off my coat a couple of times at the combination of the sweet scent of Sissy and the faint scent of chestnut flowers that I didn’t want to leave in the world.
My wives all say that my semen smells addictive and tastes sweet, but no matter how many times I smelled it, it felt like nothing more than a slightly fragrant chestnut flower.
After roughly putting on my clothes, I casually turned around and knelt down, pretending to straighten the shoes for Sis, who was crouching down with her knees in my arms.
Sigh.
A pleasant pressure pressing down on your back with an excessively light weight.
I stood up, feeling the warmth of the sheath slowly beginning to spread.
‘First of all, I took note of something that seemed plausible, right?’
【If you’ve been taking notes on strange things, I’ll kick your ass.】
‘On the other hand, if I took notes correctly, would I be in trouble?’
Agag—!!
In response to Sith’s resistance as she bit the left side of her neck, I pretended to tidy up her coat and patted Sith’s genitals hidden under her skirt with the palm of my hand.
“Then let’s go out.”
“Yes.”
With Sis behind my back and Leviel holding my hand by my side, I followed her steps and walked through the garden where flowers were blooming brightly even in winter and returned to the Sun Palace.
“The Crown Princess.”
Lord Melbourne, who had been waiting in front with his royal knights, approached.
“There’s still time left, don’t rush it.”
“… I’m sorry. “I thought you forgot again.”
“Tsk. Annoying bitches.”
Leviel openly expressed his displeasure.
“Tell them to prepare luncheon.”
“Yes.”
When Lord Melbourne slightly turned his head, the female knight at the end ran into the Sun Palace.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes.”
It was clear that something had happened, but I didn’t bother to ask Leviel why he was so upset.
‘Well, this time it’s probably because of a meeting or something.’
To be precise, I guessed that he was very angry because of the meeting and the fact that he had to break up with me a little later.
Sigh.
“… ?”
After letting go of the hand that was holding her, I pulled her waist again with that hand, and Le Viel looked up at me with her surprised eyes.
“Leviel.”
“Yes?”
When I brought her face closer to the people who didn’t even dare to turn her head, Le Viel pursed her lips with an obviously embarrassed expression.
‘Because I had a hard time in many ways today.’
To thank her for the day and to lighten her mood a little, I tucked a stray strand of beautiful blonde hair behind her ear and whispered into her ear, which was suitably flushed to the point where I wanted to taste it.
“Good luck with your work. Honey.”
“… ?!”
Le Viel opened her eyes wide, like a rabbit facing her wild beast, and opened her mouth so wide that she looked a little foolish.
“Shall we go?”
“Uh? Oh, yeah…”
Le Viel swallowed her slobber several times and looked intently at my face.
**
【Stallion.】
‘Ouch. ‘Why are you doing this again?’
On my way back after finishing my meal with Leviel.
Sith, who was riding on my back, suddenly bit his ear.
Luckily, maybe he didn’t really want me to get sick, but it didn’t hurt and just tickled.
Anyway, after gently touching the butt of the Sith who was harassing me for no reason, I arrived at the Order building.
I climbed the stairs and opened the door to the office, carrying Sis, who could now walk on two feet but still refused to get off my back.
“You came early.”
Roan, who was sitting on the sofa and writing a plan on how to manage the members, got up and greeted me.
“Nothing happened?”
“Yes. Occasionally, servants from nobles would come to appoint me as a bridesmaid, but as rumors began to circulate that the leader was to become the Crown Princess’s husband, they stopped coming.”
“A bridesmaid?”
“Yes. “Didn’t you know?”
When I tilted my head, Roan also blinked with a look of surprise on his face.
“I thought you knew so much because you knew so much.”
“No. “I entrusted all the knights’ affairs to you, but how do I know that?”
“… “If you say that, I will have nothing more to say.”
I walked past the guy who was scratching his head with a strange look on his face, took off the sheath from his back, and leaned back comfortably on the soft chair. And he said as he sat Sis down on his lap, who had put most of his weight on his chest.
“Have you eaten lunch?”
“Yes. “I don’t know anything else, but I tend to eat well.”
“Then get ready to go out on patrol in a little while.”
“… Are you really going to come with me?”
“Write it. Don’t you trust me?
“… “I trust you, leader, but I don’t trust your body.”
I can’t believe your trust in me is crawling on the floor like this.
But as he said, I hadn’t found a way to hide myself yet, so I just furrowed my forehead slightly.
“Are you ready?”
“… Yes.”
Eventually, Roan gave up trying to persuade me, opened the door and trudged out of the office.
“You are the example of an old boss.”
“Old man? I?”
“That’s right.”
“Where can you find a good boss like me who says such harsh things?”
“… Are you serious?”
“No way.”
I chuckled and rubbed my cheek against Sis’ warm, soft cheek.
“… “Please show me that you drew it.”
“Yes.”
Finally, after loudly kissing Sith’s nice-smelling cheek, I floated the drawing of the pattern on top.
“But can Sith see this too?”
“I share your view, so I can see the system window too.”
“Aha.”
Sis leaned back comfortably on my chest and looked closely at the drawing floating in front of him.
“Do you understand something?”
“… Unfortunately, I guess I’ll have to postpone kicking your ass until later.”
“Did you really plan on kicking me?”
“I hate jokes.”
Sith answered with his usual expressionless face.
I asked while gently massaging Sith’s shameful breasts.
“What does it say?”
“This is a letter he created independently. Besides, the layout is so messed up that it will likely take about half a day to combine everything.”
“… “Like that?”
To me, Sith, which was like a super computer, took half a day to interpret.
‘Is it that difficult?’
“It may seem like an ordinary painting to employee Seo Min-su, but to me… The consonants and vowels appear to be scattered in a chaotic manner. “Do you understand why it takes so long?”
“Oh… “When you say it like that, I understand right away.”
I looked again at the drawing, which was filled with large and small drawings that were copied as identically as possible.
Consonants and vowels scattered all over the place.
Put them together to make one letter, combine the letters again to make a word, and then string the words together to make a sentence.
‘I feel like my head is cramping just thinking about it.’
I was once again truly grateful that Sis was my helper.
“Then, shall we finish the analysis when we get home?”
“There is no need for that.”
Sis slapped the back of my hand that was touching his chest and then got off his lap.
“I have remembered everything, so I would like you to leave so as not to interfere with the interpretation.”
“… “This is my office?”
“So.”
In response to Sith narrowing her eyes and glaring at me, I scratched my cheek and stood up.
“That’s just it. “If it’s my office, it’s just like Sith’s office.”
I picked up the sheath, sat her down on the chair I was sitting in, and left a thick lip stamp on her forehead.
“Then I’ll just make sure the kids are doing okay and then I’ll be right back?”
“… Please go quickly.”
Sis rubs my saliva-covered forehead with the back of her hand and scribbles her other hand as if she’s annoyed.
“It’s okay to pretend you don’t like it.”
“…”
I gave Sis, who was looking up at me with a grave expression, a final pat on the cheek, and then left the office as if running away.
