All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy]

The icy eyes drooped slightly, staring at me calmly but extremely deeply. The familiar face is still as indifferent as before, exactly the same as in the memory.

Looking at those piercing eyes, I grasped Arnold's hand tightly.

"...Me too."

My voice is very low, but my eyes are firm looking at Arnold, "We promised during the ceremony."

"Guard each other."

The icy eyes shrank, and Arnold said suddenly, "But your Royal Highness... IMHO. You are too weak."

"..."

I looked at him with faint fish eyes. Did not speak.

what. The atmosphere that was good at first was completely destroyed.

"Although I am really weak in combat effectiveness. But."

I shook off Arnold's hand, which was still holding tightly for the last second, with a blank face, and pointed to the bare sword hilt beside him. I made it into a spiral shape because of the anti-skid reason. Anyway, Arnold is wearing gloves, so I don't feel panicked.

In order to cause the explosion to the strongest degree. As long as one part of the blade is broken, it will be broken completely. So there was nothing under the intact silver hilt, not even an ice-colored broken blade.

"Ace's strength is not entirely derived from him."

Chijin's sword is covered with various runes. Flames flow above. The master of the knight sword tempered from dragon blood is the victor of a fierce purgatory.

"Experience, talent, equipment."

Thinking of that set of god-like magical equipment, I couldn't help but feel slightly darkened, "If you want to become stronger, none of the three is indispensable."

"Don't forget that I have observed the sword up close. It can be considered a little understanding of it." I put my hands around my chest, and said madly, "The craftsmanship and materials for forging are excellent. Even Yinglan The equipment assigned to the Knights of the Round Table is incomparable."

Since deciding to work hard towards the magical device. The first thing I did was to borrow my sister's "Gundam" and study it carefully. By the way, I asked my sister to borrow him from Yuri. Of course, he did it voluntarily.

But two years ago, the "England's Eagle" who lost his coat and lost half his life was holding his round table knight uniform in both hands. He personally rushed over from Yinglan in an airship and handed it respectfully. Sister.

Tucked up a long golden hair with slightly curly hair, the cold-faced girl grabbed it with one hand without expression. Then he slipped into the arms of me who was waiting by the side, turned around without hesitation, and left.

And Yuri just chased after calling her sister's name like this.

……Sure it is Yinglan’s eagle, not Yinglan’s chicken?

For a moment, my expression was very complicated. After that, my sister relentlessly said that Yuri, you can roll off after sending the knight uniform. But because of the friendship between the two countries, Dad still kept Yuri for two days.

My sister's face has been dark for the past two days. Although I have been studying two sets of knight suits in my room, I can still occasionally see my sister holding Yuri's hand through the huge French windows, and a handsome and indifferent over-shoulder fall smashed him to the ground.

And Yuri always stood up and patted his butt, and then ran after the sister who was going away.

With Yuri's skill, it is impossible to avoid it.

And my sister has never drawn a sword.

...... Is it a bit like a certain old couple?

"But that sword was made a long time ago."

The sour smell of love made me withdraw my divergent thoughts. To Arnold, who was calmly looking at me, pretended to say seriously, "Although it is extremely good. But the magical technology is always improving."

The number of circuits on the Knights of the Round Table suit is very large, most of which are auxiliary circuits. In order to achieve various functions and increase the utilization rate of magic core energy, increase the power of attack.

But Ace's sword is not.

Pure pursuit of strength and strength. As a magic sword, the number of loops is much less than that of a knight suit. Doing so requires too much of the material of the sword itself and the purity of the magic core.

But it is still too strong. There is only one possibility in this case.

Ace's sword is made with seven magic cores second only to Mana, and the same magic cores as Arthur's "Dragon Eye" and Arnold's "Bad Cube".

"Although I can't find that kind of magic core anymore...but I can make up for it with magic technology."

I looked at the silver hilt. It has nothing but a very simple spiral pattern, and there are countless room for growth.

"Guardian is specially made for Ace's sword." I said, "very hard and very brittle. Broad blade and thin blade. Ice is relative to fire."

The flame on the Ace sword will melt the weapon. The magic circuit on the guardian will freeze the weapon.

Although Ace attacked quickly, his sword was very heavy. The guardian is a sword made of pure magic core, which is extremely light weight while achieving sharpness beyond metal by being "thin".

Although in the case of pure magic core, the magical ability can be compared to the dragon sword. But this also means. Under the same conditions, the guardian will be faster than the dragon sword.

"...I didn't make'Guardian' to assist you wholeheartedly."

I took a deep breath.

"But. I want to win with you."

Win Ace together.

Win each of our enemies together.

The deep voice was slow and firm, as if still echoing in his ears.

Arnold did not speak. But I lowered my head and watched intently at my fingertips clutching the hem of my clothes.

That's right. After expressing the true inner thoughts in a simple and clear way. I am shy.

And just when I was ashamed of my words. Cold hands passed through my hair, held my cheeks, and lifted my head calmly but not allowed to refuse.

Inescapable. I met those ice-colored eyes.

Arnold watched me very intently, so focused that I couldn't help but feel nervous.

Then at this moment. He spoke plainly.

"Obviously, the appearance has not changed at all compared to two years ago... But is there anything different."

"...This is the growth of the heart. You idiot." I looked at Arnold with a dark complexion. You jellyfish jellyfish is a little taller and more handsome than two years ago. It hasn't changed at all, "And it's still so rebellious. My neck is sore!"

"It's sour because you always keep your head down." Arnold said calmly. The hand holding my face still didn't remove, "Don't move."

...Heart beating suddenly. My eyes widened, but I really stopped struggling.

"I will keep my oath."

The boy's voice was cold and flat. But my pupils shrank suddenly.

"I will definitely beat that man."

Then looked at him blankly.

Sure enough, there will be no feelings between humans and jellyfish spirits.

...

The unpleasant conversation finally ended with my slap in Arnold's face.

"You have a good rest."

I stared blindly. While speaking in a calm tone, he stood up, walked straight to the door, and opened the door blankly.

"I will continue to complete the guard. Even if it **** then you have to try it seriously."

"good."

A cold and calm voice of the teenager came from behind. I twitched the corners of my mouth and closed the door after stepping out of the gate.

The wooden door banged lightly on the door frame and made a dull noise. I didn't leave immediately, just leaned against the door and stood for a while.

Then he sighed long. Scratched his head. Turn around and leave.

"You deserve to be a princess knight of childhood sweethearts. Really eloquent. Haha!"

The man's voice was loud and hearty. I trembled in shock, and subconsciously looked at the door of the infirmary.

The dark wooden door was still tightly closed. The magical array floating above is complete and beautiful, and the "sound-proof" magical is operating conscientiously.

...Fortunately, Arnold didn't hear such ambiguous words.

The corners of my mouth twitched. He looked at the man leaning on the wall. The highlighted head is still so fashionable, the fine stubble is still so messy, the mature and handsome middle-aged man smiles with a hint of relief in the sunshine.

"Why are you here, Hadremer." My expression was complicated. "What I said to Arnold just now...did you hear it?"

The sunny man nodded boldly.

"...Aren't you eavesdropping!"

"How could it be an eavesdropping. It's just that Feng'er passed the young girl's heartfelt voice over."

"..."

"Well. Arnold is not on Baide's genealogy. But he is also the son of Uncle Heron Oz, and Uncle Edwin."

Baide's wind was dry but with a profound scholarly fragrance, lightly and subtlely blowing the ends of the man's hair and the corners of his clothes. He seemed to have thought of something good. The corners of the mouth were raised high.

"We have obtained the body from the world. But our soul always belongs to us."

"This is a sentence written by Rhodes in the book." Hadremer explained to me who was shocked. "You can understand that even though the body is different from the human being. Our soul is always the same."

"...Hadremo you."

The black pupils shrank from shock, and I murmured with the scarlet golden eyes hidden in the shadow, "Do you know that Arnold... is actually a human being?"

"Ah. I know. From a long time ago."

Hadremer smiled at me, "After all, you have tried hard to find the truth. You are not the only one."

... I pursed the corner of my mouth and said, "But. Do you have a reason why you can't say it."

"Yes. You are really smart."

I was silent. Hadremo stopped looking at me, but at the endless blue sky.

The huge three-layer circuit is still suspended in the air. But we all know that the sky is bigger than it. Azure and floating clouds were reflected in those red gold eyes, and Hadremer's voice was light and faint.

"I saw him at your birthday party two years ago. That kid is too special...and has the same name. So I knew it at the time."

"Originally I thought about bringing him to Baide. But I saw you at that time."

Hadremo pointed to his eyes, "The child's eyes have never been removed from you."

"Well... now it seems. My original silence was correct."

The man chuckled lightly. Then a deep and sincere voice thanked me.

"Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Gadrich."

"Although that child will always have a cold face. But I know."

"Every minute and every second of being with you. It is his happiness."

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What is the second generation of Arnold doing? You can see it in the table of contents of the finale

Three generations don't ask. I won't be spoiled (cough)

The structure that protects the whole magic core can catch up with the sword made of magic core and alloy by Ace. In the later stage, Jiamei will upgrade him step by step.

This sword is designed to deal with the 233 completely targeted specifically by Ace. (I'm afraid Ace knows to be **** off)

Hadremo knew so much because when he was young, he and Jiamei worked hard to find the truth.

pity. Cough.

Hipster was a handsome boy when he was young! The hairstyle is normal and there is no scum. Golden red eyes. Super handsome.

He was nineteen that year. At the same age as Arthur.

He’s almost fifty now [I think of little plum]