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

"The amount is indeed considerable. If all these are dug up, Saint Enluth's entire country's supply of magic cores for three or four years will not have to worry about."

I withdrew my gaze from the wooden sign that said "One Hundred and Thirty-Second District", and landed on the frosted veins with soft fluorescence in front of me, "But I don't know the purity—"

"High purity."

The cool voice of a young boy rang beside him. I turned my head and looked at him, and found that he was holding a magic core in his right hand, with his eyelids drooping, carefully observing something.

And I, looking at the half frosted and half smooth in Arnold's hand, it was strangely shaped like a magic core just knocked down directly from a mineral vein. Silently moved his gaze to his lowered left hand.

Sure enough, there was a sword glowing coldly.

"...Arnold."

I looked at the large piece of ground ore in front of Arnold, centered on a point, which was radioactively shattered, faceted, smooth and slippery, and murmured softly.

"We are considered to be. Malicious destruction of national resources?"

"No. It works."

The crisp sound of the sword being retracted into the sheath was like the sound of the fragmentation of a magic core. Arnold's voice was very calm. He didn't look at me, just watched carefully with the magic core in his hand, and from time to time he swept the magic core with the magical array that appeared in his palm.

I watched him with an abyss-like gaze, and didn't say anything to stop him. And the indifferent ice-colored beauty boy continued to work in his hands, thinking deeply about something from time to time.

Realizing that he still has some time to work on, I moved my sight again to the large piece of shattered place in the center of the vein. Is it worthy of being the magic core of "beauty in itself"? Even if the stupid knight cut a piece directly with the sword, the broken piece is still beautiful, like a broken mirror.

The moment my gaze flickered, my mind had already simulated two hundred ways to buckle the pot on Arnold's head. If necessary at that time, I, Gardrich, is willing to lead by example and personally behead Arnold to the public.

"Eighty percent. Rune laws cannot be measured without a professional instrument."

The cold voice pulled my mind back from the gloomy quagmire. I looked at Arnold and silently watched the ice-colored circular magic circle emerge from his palm, sweeping the magic core from bottom to top.

"It's like the rumors. There is indeed the value of letting Yinglan's goshawk come."

The magic core turns into a light spot along with the magic array. The ice-colored fluorescence floats in the air, getting lighter and lighter, until it dissipates. Arnold lightly turned the ring on his index finger, and said, "Is there so many magic core mineral veins found in the ground—what's wrong? Your Royal Highness Gadliche."

"...No. I'm just a little curious."

Looking at the beautiful boy who is only two years older than myself, but whose knowledge content is two rounds older than myself, I asked in a rather complicated mood, "Do you even know this?"

"Yeah." Arnold answered calmly, "It's written in the book."

"...You. I really like reading."

This is a question.

Actually, I want to know why I like reading so much.

Standing on the minecart, I turned around and waved to Arnold who was still standing behind me, motioning him to come over.

The boy with short aqua-blue hair did not move. He stood there quietly, without speaking, staring at me with eyes as clear as ice.

Will you answer me?

I put down my hand, but stared at him in the same way.

The ice-colored light emitted by the magic guide illuminates the entire mine tunnel. The huge magic core ore veins fell behind him, refracting a transparent and bright, colorful and hazy light, and lightly reflected on him, who was only white and blue.

Even the ice-colored eyes became vivid.

"The one who created me taught me."

After a long time, as if defeated, Arnold said.

"If you want to find the answer, go read a book."

…

The minecart was driving on the rails. I was in a good mood sitting on the bench in the minecart.

Arnold was sitting across from me, looking attentively with a magic book. To a certain extent, he is really a person who cherishes his time, even for a few minutes.

This is a good thing. A person's life is extremely short. If you want to find the answer in the short life, you can only do your best to race against time.

It would be great if I could make him smile happily in my short life.

I sighed. It's really a foul, that face. Even if he was victimized by this complete, unqualified knight again and again, he still couldn't help but want to help him.

Raise his hand and gently press it on his chest. It was not a heart full of girlish feelings that was beating so strongly.

It's a heart full of father's love. (indifferent)

I raised my eyes and looked at Arnold on the opposite side. The fourteen-year-old boy has not yet developed his facial features. Although he always has a blank face, he still looks a lot greener and tender compared to Yuri, who is already twenty-six.

Knowing that Arnold was picked up from the battlefield, I was very careful not to touch his heart. I knew that it was not something that could be achieved overnight, and even about his true identity, I had to find it myself.

If you guessed it correctly. He should be—

-Dang.

The ice-colored magic circle flashed by. Arnold stood up first and jumped out of the minecart. But he stopped when he was about to walk out of the mine.

I quickly jumped out of the car and ran to his side in small steps. But found that he still didn't mean to step out of the hole.

After waiting for a while, when I was about to ask, the ice-colored magic circle suddenly bloomed in front of me.

In the next instant, something gleaming with cold light was chopped down without hesitation with the sound of blasting through the air.

The blade collided suddenly with the icy magical array, and Huang Can sparks burst out. The ear-piercing scream echoed in the mine tunnel, and the extremely sharp sound made me instinctively cover my ears.

And that sword obviously didn't give up. The strength of the blade was doubled immediately, and the magical array was cut out of a crack with strength abruptly.

At this moment, the brain reacted faster than the body.

-will die.

The magical array shattered, and the protective array covering him instantly turned into a spot of light. And in that short moment, I opened my eyes suddenly, and rushed to the right without hesitation.

But some people are faster than me.

The pupils shrank suddenly. Under extreme tension, I could clearly see the big sword that suddenly changed direction at a tricky angle and slashed at myself.

Dead.

However.

A beam of cold light with a faster speed and stronger strength, forcibly held up the big sword.

Also, I waited for my reaction, and someone encircled my waist and jumped back suddenly.

The strong sense of weightlessness called me my mind at the right time. Lifting his head, he saw three layers of protective shields instantly forming in front of him, but they shattered one by one in the next instant.

"...?!"

Looking at the figure that followed, I quickly shouted.

"Julia Saint Enrose!"

Holding up the big sword that was about to be cut, he stopped in the air.

Arnold landed very lightly. He put me aside, his left hand hanging down but still holding the sword.

When I finally landed, I took two deep breaths and exhaled directly through my mouth. Until the heartbeat finally stabilized. I slowly straightened my back, raised my head, and looked at the person standing opposite me.

Tall erected big wavy blond hair, one meter tall, a firm but delicate face, subconsciously frowning brows and tight mouth corners. And the iconic double-edged sword.

The great queen of St. Enluth-Julia St. Enluth.

After all, it is the royal family. Our three sisters are actually pretty good looking (the third sister Mary Su is not counted), but when compared with the gang of Arthur Adam Arnold Yuri, they always feel that their looks can only be counted as ordinary.

But every time I see the emperor's beautiful face with a muscular body, it is still very...

"Gadliche."

The hard and cold voice like steel frightened me directly. Big Sister's cold eyes looked at me as if looking at a dead person, "What did you call me just now."

I moved silently behind Arnold. Holding his coat tightly with both hands, covering his head tightly, he replied dullly, "Big Sister..."

what can I do. In that case, I won't call your original name to scare you. Can you stop.

"Do you still know that I am your emperor sister? Who gave you the courage to leave the royal city." The emperor sister said mockingly, "Arnold?"

Arnold in front of him moved, "It's me—"

"no!"

I interrupted him loudly. He took a deep breath and walked out from behind him, blocking his face, who was slightly shocked.

"I decide by myself."

Facing the expressionless emperor sister, I said seriously.

Such an answer obviously made her unhappy. And I did not back down, looking straight into her eyes firmly.

"I just took action. I don't want to stay in that warm city anymore."

"Even if it's a vain thing. As long as you try, there is the possibility of change."

The so-called fate is such a tease.

Even if I muster up the courage to stand here now, what I can get is only a possibility.

"ridiculous."

The emperor sneered. The one-meter-seventh girl looked down at me and said with a smile, "Didn't you tell me. You only need to be sixteen to marry King Arthur. This is the greatest contribution to Saint Enluth." ."

I never thought about marrying him.

Although I really want to tell her aloud this sentence in my heart that has been brewing for twelve years. But now I am not qualified to say this sentence.

Unless one day I can prove my worth.

but now-

"Even I am a member of the royal family of Saint Enluth."

I looked directly at the emperor sister whose eyes were suddenly cold, and said every word.

"I have the right to decide what I should do."

"Even the emperor sister. You can't stop me."

Great rebellion is the ultimate speech. At this moment, my feeling is like shouting at the high school dean, "I have the right to personal freedom, you leave me alone."

Unexpectedly, my rebellious account of being late for twenty years is here.

But I have confidence, so I got the consent and understanding of the emperor sister.

"Ha... it's up to you."

The blonde girl chuckled softly. When I looked at myself again, in that steel-like eyes, there was finally a little more admiration in the twelve years.

…

"I have the right to decide what I should do."

"Even if you are the emperor, you can't stop me."

Two years ago. When I was only ten years old, I took my mother's hand and stood with her behind my father.

For the first time in memory, my father made such a big fire. The king's coercion was manifested, but it was not on the people, but on his daughter who refused to listen.

And the one who disregarded his family's opposition and his own life safety. The blond girl who resolutely decided to lead troops to the east, she didn't look back at us until she left.

that year. She is only fifteen years old.