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

On a sunny day, the mine that had ushered in the sun came back to life again. The running sound of the "boom boom" large-scale industrial magical device and the loud vocal voices were not diluted at all even in the wide mines, and they were as deafening as ever.

Although all large-scale industrial magic devices must be equipped with sound-reducing circuits in accordance with the regulations of St. Enluth, this can't stand the competition of dozens of five or six meters high "excavators" together.

But facts have proved that human body functions are powerful. I just got used to it within a few days after I covered my ears and wanted to die.

The mine site starts at five o'clock in the morning, and all personnel must be in place by five o'clock. Thanks to them, who used to sleep until ten o'clock every day in the castle, I also developed the good habit of going to bed and getting up early.

Although it is indeed too early to start at 4:30.

But a good plan is definitely not bad at the time (probably). With strong willpower, I didn’t get rid of the bed (that can still be called the bed). I went to find the braid on time at five o’clock. .

Then my perfect timeline was crushed and there was no scum left.

Sure enough, this messy world will definitely not be what I want. The fight of wits and courage that lasted for fifteen minutes finally ended in a complete defeat of losing all of the old things. The only gain was the charity from the opposite side.

And now I was holding the Supreme Sorcerer uniform wrapped in paper, standing blankly beside the wooden house, waiting for Rosen.

Yes, I was let go.

But even if he gave Rosen a hundred thousand courage, he wouldn't dare to let go of my Gardriche pigeon, the only possibility is that he got caught in something.

There has been new progress in disease research.

Everything is secretly moving in an unexpected direction. And all I can do is wait.

Full of powerlessness.

What a cruel world. I didn't want to rest for only twelve years. As long as I stopped, it meant being left behind.

He has lived for thirty years before and after obviously, but his mind hasn't been good at all.

But now is not the time to be downhearted--

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath.

From now on, let's run.

"His Royal Highness Gadliche! I have kept you waiting for a long time!"

After finishing his facial expressions in an instant, he put on an immobile face. I looked at Rosen, who was wearing a robe in front of me, who was gasping for breath while smiling apologetically to me, as if he had just rushed over from somewhere.

"Fortunately, I didn't wait long." I winked at him. He immediately took out his pocket watch and put it in his wide cuff for two bursts, "What happened?"

"His Royal Highness let us go to the underground mine to gather." Although there is a magical array protection, Rosen still subconsciously hunched his back, lowered his voice and said, "It seems that a large area of ​​underground investigation and research is going to be carried out."

I was stunned, "What to study?"

"Magic core composition."

Rosen frowned slightly, and seemed to fall into contemplation, "It is strange. In the past, the development of magic cores for magic mines only required purity determination and scale pre-measurement. But this time, Her Royal Highness has a special obsession with composition. ."

... Is the problem with the magic core itself?

I subconsciously inserted my five fingers into the hair, and followed them down, letting the long and short cut hair wrap around my fingertips, "Then. Sister did you say what the next plan is."

"Nothing." Rosen shook his head, "The Great Empress left all the Supreme Mages behind. It is estimated that there will be tasks assigned to them later."

"Rawson." I hugged the paper bag in my arms, looked at him seriously and asked, "How many supreme wizards did you see today?"

"Three." Rosen's expression became serious with me, "All the highest wizards of the entire mine are here. Are there any questions?"

Of course there are problems, and they are serious. "Are there anything unusual about the three magisters?"

"...It's true." Rosen's expression suddenly became very complicated, and it was a little hard to say, "Today Gaparo Sorcerer suddenly grabbed me and has been touching my hand...because it feels disgusting. So I ran away."

Rosen suddenly looked pale, then pale, and finally turned into crying without tears.

"His Royal Highness..." The grass-green eyes were moist. Rosen said to me in a trembling voice, "Although it's for the kingdom of Saint Enlus... but please... I, I, I, I, I like women! And the Gaparo Sorcerer has children! "

I stared at him with a pair of dead fish eyes. What's up, are the people of Saint Enluth really teasing?

"Don't worry, I'm not so frantic." My expression on the omnipotent dull fisheye was as calm as ever, and it calmed down the little guard. "I just think that the braid is actually premeditated. Really. Sorceress Gaparo probably is still lying in the basement of his home, **** with five flowers, and he didn't come to the mine at all."

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

I shook my head. "Since he has come in as Gaparo, why should he borrow our hand to get the information? He must want something else."

Rosen blinked. "What is it?"

My dead fish eyes are even more dead. "How do I know... I can only take one step and see one step."

But instinct tells me. What he needs is what I need.

I sighed. Shake the hands covered with broken hair. Then he handed the paper bag in his arms to Rosen.

Rosen obviously knew what was in the paper bag, but he still pressed his lips to take it.

"Find a time for no one. Inside is Gaparo's magical costume." I looked at his subconsciously shaking hands holding the paper bag, and persuaded, "Don't embarrass yourself too much. Maybe we have other ways— —"

"nothing."

Rosen looked up. A pair of grass-green eyes gleaming at me, "I'm so excited! I feel like the dark knight in the novel!"

...Finally, I still smiled at him.

Although I don't know if he is lying to comfort me, I just laugh anyway.

Rosen held the paper bag in his arms tightly around his hands in an extremely girlish manner. After making sure that I had nothing else, he bowed to me, turned around excitedly and prepared to leave.

"Rosen."

I stopped him who was about to leave. He turned his head and looked at me puzzledly. The grass-green eyes were full of vitality under the sunlight, just like the new spring grass.

Such a pair of eyes that did not contain any haze made me pause for a while, and the instructions that had accumulated in my brain disappeared completely. After staring at him blankly for a while, I couldn't help but smile.

"His Royal Highness?"

I smiled at him and shook my head, facing the doubting him, I finally said softly.

"Don't be nervous and afraid. No matter what happens, I will protect you."

"...His Royal Highness?!"

Seeing the stunned little guard for a moment, I rubbed my chin in a good mood and hummed, "Do you think I'm handsome? Very reliable?"

Humph. I’ve long wanted to say such a handsome and powerful line of boyfriend, but I didn’t expect it to be finally organic today——

"For an instant. I felt that I saw Her Royal Highness."

The corners of the mouth that had been raised gradually stiffened. In the end, I looked at him in horror.

"Should I say that I am a biological sister. When I say the same thing, I really feel like a person."

Regardless of my increasingly horrified expression, Rosen nodded his head and said with a stern word, "So I guessed that you were adopted because your hair color looks completely different from your Royal Highness... now It seems that I was indeed wrong."

I looked at him blankly for a moment. Is your kid getting bolder and bolder recently, and dare to speak in front of me when you are so rebellious?

Although I also wondered if I was a product of Dad's Green Hat. (It seems that my thinking is a bit more rebellious.)

but--

Does it resemble my sister?

This is the first time someone said to me.

"You go to work first."

I stood on tiptoe and patted him on the shoulder like an old cadre, "This difficult task is up to you. If you don't catch it by accident, you will shout, "I am on the order of the Great Empress!!" That's it."

"Is it really possible?!" This time, Rosen looked at me with horror.

I smiled calmly and nodded to him.

Anyway, this sentence has been broken by Arnold and me.

Rosen looked at me suspiciously, and I always kept the smile of the magic stick, invisibly comforting him.

Finally, after making sure that there was nothing else, Rosen bowed to me and hopped away. Seeing his cheerful figure, sure enough young people have a heart longing for the "dark knight".

Watching Rosen go away. After the phased plan was completed, I stretched out comfortably, and prepared to sneak into the logistics department to find a bed and sleep comfortably.

The process was quite smooth. Passers-by regarded me as an ordinary child and didn't pay much attention to it. In the past few days, I had mastered the basic reconnaissance and counter reconnaissance abilities without a teacher, and successfully avoided the patrolling knights.

It can be described as the birth of the princess, the talent of thieves.

The feel of the genuine bed is really incomparable with my pirated bed. Although it was still a thousand miles away from the bed in the castle (even the maid in the castle would not sleep in this kind of bed), the moment I lay in it, I was so comfortable that I sighed.

I rubbed the soft quilt with my cheek. I thought I would nod and go to sleep, but I was shocked to find out.

I. Root. Ben. Sleep. Don’t.

Sure enough, it's impossible to relax your tight nerves so easily...

I sighed. Although I was not sleepy, I knew that my body really needed a good rest, and I didn't get out of bed.

Time passed extremely slowly between the stalemate, and finally I found myself speechlessly in an awkward state.

That's why I was dreaming soberly.

This kind of feeling has been felt in previous lives and it is not novel. But when I saw the familiar face of determination, I subconsciously took a breath.

I felt like I called her sister with a trembling voice, the voice line was immature. And she just looked up at me, her expression condescending.

It was a dream after all, and it was more than a little fuzzy. I couldn't see the sights around me at all, and I had no time to pay attention to it. All my energy was concentrated on the face that was so clear that I was gesticulating.

The resolute-looking girl has an arrogant expression, her fluffy blonde hair is tied into a tall ponytail, and what she is wearing is actually thick and hard linen.

I lowered my head, and I saw my delicate skirt draped with lace, and it was still inlaid with fine ice-like magic cores.

She never talked to me, always disdain to talk to me.

At first, I attributed this disdain to the eldest second in the family who "because the love of my parents was robbed by my sister, so I was particularly upset", but as she got better and better, I became more and more aware of the real stupidity. It's me.

The reason she hated me was nothing else, but I was born in the royal family without knowing it at all.

Just because of Arthur's words at the full moon, "Gadrich" was treated as the princess enshrined in Yinglan and received gentle protection. I want to do everything in love and luxury, and live a carefree life. If you want to skip class, you can skip class and you want to slip out and slip out. Holding her.

Think back to the whole childhood. The only one who can be called harsh and indifferent to me is her.

In the dream, the blonde girl gradually moved away from me. As she went farther and farther, the rough linen clothes gradually turned into a tall Yinglan round table knight suit.

A person lives lonely, a person grows up lonely, and a person gets stronger lonely.

I have no right to blame her.

Because she is alone, carrying everything that should be borne by me.