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

The follow-up to the dream becomes blurred.

When I opened my eyes again and made sure that I had completely awakened from the complicated dream, the sky outside the window was already dark, and even the moonlight was dimmed by the thick layers of dust.

At the same time, my face turned black.

Wow! ! ! ! I overslept! ! ! ! !

When I wake up, I feel even more tired. Not to mention the danger of being caught and tied to a pillar now! Although I grew a heart and locked the door before going to bed, I was planning to slip away without realizing it when they were eating dinner. It's getting dark now, and I don't know if the hapless guy who was occupied by me went to the knight to "call the police"!

"are you awake."

Just when I was almost violent, an unfamiliar smiling male voice came from the dark, which was clear and abrupt in the dark night.

My pupils shrank suddenly, and I looked in the direction of the sound.

A male in a blue and white robe sits on a wooden chair under the window. With one hand on his face, he looked at me with a smile.

Hidden in the dark is a mundane face, so mundane enough to be forgotten. And that voice was equally ordinary. To be honest, I can't remember the voice he just used to speak now.

The magic of changing cognition.

I fell to the ground that day and still lost the bet. The man on the opposite side not only has superb cross-dressing skills, but also has a strong use of magical devices.

"……Why are you here."

Since it is useless to pretend to be in front of him. I also reverted to the usual dead fisheye mode. He asked, yawned and rubbed his stomach.

I haven't eaten for a long time, and I am a little hungry.

"To save you."

The man with his back to the moonlight smiled and curled his eyebrows, as if he was very happy, "If it weren't for me. You have been pressed in front of your sister now."

My hand rubbing my eyes paused, but didn't stop.

"Oh-"

The man's voice was a little surprised, "I will restore my composure soon. Are you really that twelve-year-old princess."

"Heh. Didn't I tell you."

I turned my head, squinted my eyes and looked directly at him, and smiled badly, "I'm a forty-year-old aunt."

The man stared at me with wide eyes, his mouth exaggeratedly opened into an "O" shape. I ignored him, tilted my head slightly, my eyes out of focus, and let my thoughts radiate in a daze.

Since I can't pretend to be forceful, I'll pretend to be stupid.

Gaze empty. I kept brushing in my mind non-nutritive words like "what to eat later", "what to eat tomorrow", "what to eat the day after tomorrow", and "what to eat the day after tomorrow" to keep my heart and expression double. Hollow.

I dare not look at his face. But the perverted sight filled with "interesting" has always stuck to me.

In the end, when I thought about "what to eat next year", my physiological tears betrayed my stubborn heart and filled my almost dry eyes.

Sure enough, the man laughed frantically. If he laughed with his original gorgeous and rich voice, he could still be regarded as a maverick, but he just used the voice of a "passerby", which only sounded like a chicken.

Fortunately, under the influence of the Cognitive Magician, I quickly forgot that laughter. I turned my aching neck with no expression on my face and looked at him. He was found curled into a ball with his hands holding his belly, and his whole body was shaking constantly.

"Come on. Just laugh if you want."

I sneered, lifted a little finger gracefully, and dug out my ear.

"...It's completely different from the rumors. A princess who is totally unmatched with beauty and elegance."

He suppressed the laughter and said hardly. After a while, he took a deep breath and patted himself on the cheek. He raised his head and looked at me with serious eyes.

And I still looked at him with unique eyes.

Then the frantic laughter hit my ears again.

I found that this guy likes to "teasing" me like Arthur. It's just that King Arthur, even if I don't want it in all sorts of ways, I have to lick my face and treat him like an uncle, and I can happily play with the braid.

"Ha... Haha... As expected, the rumors are all untrustworthy things."

After laughing for a while, he was out of breath and rubbed his tearful eyes while panting. Those equally ordinary eyes were clear and bright under the wash of tears.

"Hey. Little princess."

He smiled and said to me. "Do you want to be a pirate with me?"

I was taken aback. After reacting, he looked at him in horror.

And he blinked at me and smiled sincerely.

Unable to pretend to be dead fisheyes, I shuddered and shouted, "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, why would you tell me such an explosion of information! What do you want to do!"

He blinked again cutely, "I want you to be a pirate with me."

I suddenly had an ominous premonition in my heart.

"……why me."

Sure enough, he said happily--

"Because--"

"I fell in love with you at first sight~"

...

The next day, Rosen took a step back subconsciously when he saw me.

"Yo... isn't this Rosen."

I smiled at him and beckoned, "What are you afraid of... It's me Gadriche. Come here."

"...Your Highness!"

Rosen looked at me with tears without tears, and cried with his hands on his chest, "You look like the female vampires in the novel who **** the energy of men!"

"I wanted to say what kind of messy books you usually read."

I rolled my eyes at him. First opened the door of the warehouse and walked in. Rosen quickly followed.

Once the door of the warehouse is closed, it is another world. Lawson, who is familiar with the road, quickly rubbed the two magical formations with incomparable skill. Then he took out a magic core from his arms with a look of excitement and carefully handed it to me.

I took it with a complicated look. The magic core in the hand is shaped like a diamond. A small circular magic guide is inlaid in the center. It is a common magical device similar to a "copy machine" in this world.

But unlike the photocopier in the original world, she copied the magic core itself, which was used to store information.

That is to say--

I looked at Rosen, "Can you open it?"

"...I haven't opened it."

Rosen disturbed his cheeks, and said embarrassingly, "I also considered avoiding suspicion. I want to open it in front of the Hall of Gadliche."

My hand holding the magic core tightened.

"Now. Rosen. It's not that I don't trust you."

To the little guard who offered all loyalty and trust in front of me without reservation, I said seriously.

"The contents of this document may not be as simple as you and I imagined."

"Knowing more often means danger. I don't want you to—"

"It's okay. Your Royal Highness Gadliche."

The grass-green eyes staring at me were full of determination, "At the moment I chose to join the Knights. I had the consciousness to lay down my life for the royal family. Please don't worry about me."

......Although very touched.

But my hand holding the magic core became tighter.

Because of fear.

If I still have scruples about the people behind my "Gadrich" identity. What about Rosen.

Will they put a sack on him and fight him to the base camp to torture him and ask him about things he didn't even know.

Even if it’s okay for a while, what will happen in the future. Who can guarantee that in the future.

For this responsibility, I--

"His Royal Highness Gadrich?"

The call of the young voice made me suddenly sober.

"...It turned out to be like this."

Rosen looked at me puzzledly. I smiled bitterly at him and shook my head.

Just a human life can make me so hard.

For sister and Arthur. What kind of enlightenment they have been carrying.

I passed the magic core in my hand to Rosen.

At this point, neither I nor he has a retreat.

Twisted Braid already knew my true identity, although this was expected with his ability.

but now. I'm afraid he knows what suit of underwear Rosen likes to wear.

"Do not shame your mission. Your Highness."

Poor Rosen, who didn't know anything, took the magic core with a serious face and held it in both hands.

The elements of ice scattered in the air are restless. The air that was already slightly cold became even more bitter. I pressed my lips tightly and stared at the magic core in Rosen's hand. With the circular magic device in the center as the center, the complicated pattern spread in an instant.

Click.

It sounded like a key failed to unlock. The icy circuit that had spread on the magic core instantly darkened.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sure enough, my sister locked the file."

Suppressing my inner joy, I sighed lightly.

And the magic core returned to its original appearance, and it didn't seem to trigger any alarm. I took it from Rosen's hand and carefully put it in my pocket.

Unlike me, Rosen lowered his head and was very frustrated, "Then what shall we do next, Your Highness."

"fine."

I suddenly smiled brightly.

"I know someone who is very suitable for doing me this favor."

...

At noon, all the workers in the mine gathered in the canteen for dinner. The mine, which was originally filled with the roar of large magical devices and loud voices, finally ushered in a brief silence.

Although there were few people in the mine during this time, the patrolling knights were there.

But there are still five minutes before he gets to me.

I am standing in front of this small warehouse that has accompanied me for nearly five nights. Silently took out a simple cross made of wooden sticks and cloth from his arms.

Thanks to the psychic crit caused by twisted braids last night, I finally remembered an important omission.

【No. Your speed must not be as fast as mine. 】

Adam who said this sentence has not appeared in the mine so far.

But this is also an opportunity, it's time to verify my bold conjecture.

I tied the cross in my hand to the doorknob with a cloth strip. Then he closed his eyes to the same simple wooden door and prayed sincerely and silently.

This is an extremely artificial psychological suggestion.

It implies that the small warehouse in front of me that I used for underground activities is actually a church.

"...The goddess is on top."

Say the last prayer. I opened my eyes abruptly and kicked open the wooden door in a thunderous manner.

Bright light poured out from inside in an instant. After the bright light, I saw the familiar figure as expected.

He was full of ecstasy without suppressing it. I ran towards the man who was sitting at the prayer stand and looking at "The Overbearing Princess Falls in Love with Me" with Erlang's legs upright.

And that person also felt my arrival, put down the book in his hand, raised his head and looked at me—

"Adam!!!"

But the first step was my voice shouting his name.