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

"I disagree."

The knight who was already much taller than himself refused him without hesitation. The ice-colored eyes hidden behind the aqua-blue hair sink slightly. Although he was staring at himself calmly, his eyes looked like a prisoner who had to be watched.

Whether it was a cold to icy voice or the aura surrounding the boy's temperature plummeting. They all told me something silently but solemnly.

Arnold was angry.

"……Hey."

I sighed. With a helpless expression, "I'm just going to investigate Gwen's affairs with Ahiline. Perrelet's house is right next to Panli's house. Although it's a bit far away, I will go back this day."

"The point is not this."

The cold voice interrupted my words. The knight, who has always been responsive to me, said to me in a "tough" voice for the first time, "It's too dangerous for you and Ashley to be alone together. I must accompany you."

But if you let you go with me, wouldn't it be meaningless if I worked so hard to hide things from you.

"Athiline won't hurt me... at least this time."

I took a deep breath. With a stern face, he raised his head violently, just with Arnold's ice-colored eyes, trying to convey my determination to him through his eyes, "Also, there are some things that Beluchis knows better than I know. I need Athilain to go. Ask Gwen."

Although the position is different, Ahilyan can at least help me with a formula. But you jellyfish used to be of no use except to make the scene even more bizarre.

"As you said."

Arnold said flatly. And just when I was happy, he said very clearly, "But I don't agree."

...I understand this and the truth. But I just don't listen to the difference.

The corners of the raised mouth gradually retracted. I stared at him with dead fish eyes and looked at him blankly. The ice-colored knight also slightly lowered his eyelids, and looked at me indifferently in the dark color.

With a look that will never compromise.

"……Hey."

I looked up to the sky again and sighed. Although I don't want to. But he still scratched the back of his head and said that sentence.

"Arnold. You should know."

"You can't stop me if I want to go."

The wind in Baide is long and dry. It is not as humid as the wind of Saint Enluth, accompanied by the regular soft sound of waves hitting the sandy shore.

And this quiet wind is always hovering between us. Arnold didn't speak, but I shifted my sight, a little guilty of not daring to look at his face.

but.

"Originally, I could choose to hide it from you... but in the end I chose to confess to you."

I whispered before the wind left. With a volume that only the two of us can hear, "I promise you. I will be back as soon as possible."

"I will definitely be back."

The ice-colored knight still didn't speak, and didn't know how he was feeling now.

……at this point. I'll give it up.

I secretly took a deep breath, raised my hand, and stretched it towards Arnold's right hand, which was hanging beside me, at an unpleasant and dissatisfied speed.

The distance between the two is not great. Just a moment. My fingertips touched his hand.

The knuckles are distinct, white and beautiful hands. It's not as cold as human beings.

It was found that Arnold did not have the emotion of resistance. I stopped thinking about it, squeezed his hand tightly, and trembled vigorously, "I promise you. I will come back safe and sound. So please rest assured."

"... And instead of wasting time to accompany me to the Perrelet Mansion, it's better to learn the time magic with Old Antique, right?" My mouth twitched, and Arnold's hand trembled fiercely to cover up this moment. It’s embarrassing, "Or you can read the book and practice Sophie for yourself. This kind of thing that requires brain (qin) and tendons (shang) is left to me."

The paragraphs of meaningless words came out with a hippy smile. The knight who was holding his hand still didn't respond. Finally couldn't bear the embarrassment, I still looked at his face bravely.

Then I found out. The indifferent knight with a handsome face is staring at the hands we hold.

I suddenly blushed. Hastened to withdraw his hand. At this moment, Arnold said in a very ordinary tone.

"Why do we hold hands and tremble like the old king."

"..."

I let go of my hand blankly.

Hug, shake hands. The two human beings have endured a long-lasting way of expressing goodwill and friendly physical contact with each other. Even here in another world is the same. When my dad met with kings of other countries, he also had a set of "three friendly companies." First open your arms and call each other's name enthusiastically. Then when the two of them got closer to a suitable distance, they gave a vacuum hug suddenly. The last is to hold each other's hands tightly, shaking vigorously while saying something like "The friendship between the two countries is greater than the sky".

Of course it does not apply to Arthur. Yinglan is king. Saint Enlus is a minister.

"I told you anyway. I will be back soon."

I stared at the dead fish eyes, turned around, and said in a voice without emotional fluctuations, "As for Arnold, you can pass the time and antiquities by Baid himself—"

The unfinished words stopped.

The black eyes shrank slightly. I turned my head and looked at the hand holding my arm slightly.

It is white, slender and beautiful. A hand that can hold a sword.

Although it can't break away, it won't be uncomfortable. The slender hands holding me are even gentle.

"Be careful when you go."

The gentle hand let go of my arm and backed away. I heard Arnold say to me, "Bring your badge. Call me if you are in danger."

"And. Please come back early."

The cold voice of the teenager is like ice floes in the winter sun, bright and clear, with almost transparent emotions.

"I am here waiting for you."

...

Chaos consciousness is in a trance. I just vaguely remembered what I was recalling.

At the moment of "consciousness", the sensation of the body also regained consciousness. There was something subtle and warm on the heavy eyelids, making my eyes a little itchy.

I stretched out my hand to drive away what fell on my eyes and rubbed my eyes. Something seemed to slip off my body when I reached out and spread on my knees, thick stacks, very warm.

The loose consciousness finally gathered. I opened my eyes in a daze. As a result, it was facing the bright sunshine of platinum.

The black pupils shrink slightly. The body instinctively narrowed his eyes and turned sideways. At this moment, I heard a low and smiling male voice, "Is it exposed to the sun?"

"……Ok."

I nodded. The warm and slightly itchy sensation just now turned out to be the sensation of sunlight falling on the eyelids. It wasn’t something Ashley leaned in front of me, supporting the inner wall of the carriage behind me with both hands, warm and moist breath blowing on the eyelids, cough, cough, and cough. Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough.

A fierce and turbulent cough in my heart completely awakened me, half-dreaming and half-awake. I worked up and looked to the other side, and found that a teenager in plain clothes was sitting across from me, smiling at me.

Bright sunlight fell on his platinum hair, which was almost transparent. And those violet eyes looked at me tenderly, just as beautiful as the spring garden of the castle.

"I didn't wake you up because you were sleeping very heavily." Ahirain asked thoughtfully, "Although it's coming soon. But do you want to close the curtains and sleep for a while."

"No need." I shook my head. He covered his mouth with his hand and yawned gracefully, "I'm already awake... and I'm going to Perrelet's house soon."

"Ok."

I looked at Ahirain in front of me. He still wears that plain clothes today. But that face was so beautiful that even the most ordinary linen on his body seemed extraordinary.

"What name did we visit today?" I asked him, "Are you a student of Hadremer?"

"Yes." Ashleyn replied. Keeping his gaze on the book in his hand, "Hadremo is the only son of Gwen Perremo and the owner of the mansion. And it seems that he has already said hello to the family in advance that there will be students coming over to take a look."

...Sure enough, everything is arranged.

I suppressed my doubts. When he was about to ask Ahilion what to continue, his eyes fell involuntarily on the book in his hand.

"..."The Biography of the Overlord of the Sea"."

I was reciting the name of the book in Ahilaine's hand, and my expression suddenly became very complicated. Didn't you expect that your kind-eyed boy likes to read some messy books like a certain black-hearted priest?

"It's just a third-rate adventure novel." Aheline replied. But his gaze still fell on the book, "but it's very interesting."

"...But I will still read the serious sailing books." Probably my disillusioned gaze was too strong. Ahiline smiled helplessly and explained to me, "But the'serious' books are very boring, aren't they. Although I have to see him for sailing."

"...Also." I tentatively said, "you are the captain of the giant tree pirate group."

"Pirates are a group of people who do no evil. The meaning of life is money, fame and fortune, and women."

A slender hand turned a page of paper. Ahilyan chuckled and said to me, "I want to kill some of my men if I can."

"but."

"Their enthusiasm for the sea is like hot blood flowing through their bodies. It burns their bodies and lives."

"This is also a good way of life."

With the sound of horses coming through the window, the swaying carriage stopped. Ahirain put away the book silently. At this time, the door of the carriage was also opened.

"The two are the students of Master Hadremer."

The maid, dressed in decent clothes, stood straight in front of the door. Smiled friendly and politely at us inside the carriage, "I will show you around the mansion. Do you have any luggage we need to carry?"

Ahiline smiled at the maid, "No. Excuse me."

"Where." She asked with a smile, "The mansion has already prepared guest rooms for the two of you. Don't you consider staying for one night?"

"No need." I stood up and smiled embarrassedly at the maid. "Ms. Edwin asked me to go back soon and help."

Should I say that it is really an antique? Even the maid of Perrelet's house made a clear expression when he heard his name.

"I understand." The maid nodded politely, took a half step back, and gave us a seat, "Please come with me, both of you."

I thanked Ashley at the same time. Stood up.

And Ahilyan jumped out of the carriage one step ahead of me, turned around as expected, and stretched out his hand to me.

I took his hand and jumped down with his strength.

"How about you. Is it the same."

I whispered to him at the moment I jumped down. The gentle and beautiful man released his hand only after I stood firmly. The same whispered reply.

"No. But we are essentially the same."

"I also have... what I desperately desire."

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Hope jj fixes the stuttering in the background. I don’t have time to say a lot of voiceovers!