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

Chapter 27:

I curled up on the faded bench and buried my head deeply in my knees. The magic core that recorded the report was thrown aside.

The magic core is still on. The ice-colored magical array hung above the magic core, and the large and small circular circuits bite into each other like gears, constantly rotating regularly.

And on this magical array like a light screen, the small characters of the flower body are refreshing at a speed that the naked eye can't catch.

Don't think this is a high-tech magician with a glance. The reason why it brushed so fast is simple, I smashed it too hard, and accidentally smashed it.

"Oh. My goddess. Look at this poor child."

Adam heard the great reading of standing and not talking, "The last second she was so energetic and full of dreams. Who would have thought that now she was hit by the cruel reality and turned into a dead fish?"

"... Shut your mouth, Adam. Don't talk to me in your **** translation voice."

"Obviously you are using the translation accent yourself. Liche, your complaints are not sharp anymore."

How the **** I am thinking about making complaints with you!

Angrily, I grabbed the magical device beside me and slammed it towards Adam, and was easily avoided by him as expected. The magical device banged against the brick wall, fell to the ground, bounced twice under my dull gaze, and finally went dark.

The information that took me most of my time was so ruined.

"Girl, please sort out your mood and start the next main line."

The magical device that fell on the ground froze and shattered instantly, and the ice fragments melted into the platinum golden sunlight in an instant.

The pupils who had lost their focus gradually recovered. I sighed, rubbing my temples and thinking honestly about how to explore the underground labyrinth that suddenly appeared.

That huge maze hidden under the veins.

The veins are bigger than expected. It is even the largest vein that Saint Enluth has encountered since the founding of the nation. However, when forecasting the scope, a blank area was found.

The reason why my sister summoned people to go underground was that they dug a door.

The investigation of the disease in the report is similar to my guess. The root cause of the disease is those underground magic cores. Although the appearance is no different from an ordinary magic core, there is a circuit for absorbing elements in it. The larger the area exposed to the outside, the greater the damage to surrounding elements.

And the reason why people can use magic guides. It is also because the human body has the ability to absorb elements.

Although the absorption capacity of the magic core is not as strong as that of the human body, if you work around the magic mine over time, sooner or later your body will have various adverse reactions due to the lack of elements.

The magic core is a gift from God that cannot be synthesized by humans. I think that Saint Enlus sacrificed a large number of lives to dig the ice magic core under the blue seabed because the technology was not mature enough and there was not enough experience.

And nowadays, where magical technology is sufficiently developed. But they have to face the problem of element imbalance.

This case happened for the first time in Saint Enluth. On the one hand, my sister asked Yinglan’s Royal Academy for help, on the other hand, she was also stepping up her research on the magic core, hoping to find a way to restore balance.

Too late.

I held the national emblem of Saint Enluth in my hand, the texture of ice and silver was cold.

The original world faced the same problem. People at that time chose to develop for survival. What was sacrificed for this is irretrievable even a hundred years later.

but--

"If we can't catch up, we can only ask a few big countries to wait for us."

I said with a smile.

Adam on the side turned his head and glanced at me with an indifferent expression, "Oh? Think about what to do?"

"I met someone before. He said something to me."

[St. Enluth has dug out other people's treasures this time. 】

"According to the current level of mining, there will be problems sooner or later. I know this."

I followed the look of Commander Ikura and held my chin with my fingers crossed, with a deep gaze, "But I even suspect that someone doing underground experiments has accelerated this phenomenon."

"I will look for it."

"If it's related to Baide, I'll go to Bailuxis, if it's related to Bailuxis, I'll go to Baide."

Adam asked casually, "What if it has something to do with both."

I smiled brightly, "Then I will go to Yinglan."

Adam applauded for my insidiousness.

"But the ideal is beautiful and the reality is very skinny!!!"

I covered my face and shouted, "The **** **** knows if I can go in! What about the manpower!? Am I going alone?! Should I go to my sister to borrow soldiers?! Don’t I dare not get out of this door now!! "

It is rare for Adam to not sprinkle salt on my wound. The reason was not because of conscience discovery, but because he discovered that I was staring at him with scorching eyes.

I spoke gloomily, "Don't tell me you are afraid. Don't dare to go underground with me."

"I'm really not afraid." Adam replied calmly, "but I can't go with you. Because my setting is to guide the NPC of the ‘protagonist’ not the NPC who fights the boss with the ‘protagonist’.”

I didn't speak, just looked at him with blind eyes.

"Do you think I want to be a priest."

Adam who said this expressionlessly raised his hand and touched his face, "I am obviously a person who can eat soft food with my face."

"...Then who am I going to find!"

"Guard?"

"No. I feel that the force value is not enough."

"Then there is only one candidate."

Father Adam, who is as sacred as a god, made a good suggestion, "The one in the dungeon. It can be both a strategy and hard work. What are you hesitating about."

"...But I really want to help him."

"With all due respect. You are not helping him at all now."

I looked at Adam faintly.

He didn't look at me. As always, there was no sadness or joy on the handsome face, but the blue eyes were slightly squinted, seeming to enjoy the sunshine outside the glazed window.

"Don't take it for granted."

He said.

"After all, this world has regained freedom."

...

When I stood in front of Arnold again, I refused.

The ice-colored beautiful boy was still wearing thin prison clothes, sitting on the haystack of the cell, holding a copy of "Love, Fire and Poetry" in his hand.

Compared with a dead face, my Arnold look is much more natural. I didn't show a shocked expression when I found out. He just closed the book in his hand and put it aside, looking at me calmly, waiting for me to speak.

"I'm here to ask you for help."

I spoke blankly.

"You look tired."

Arnold replied calmly.

But it made me even more tired, who was already tired.

"Because I have been investigating various things by myself recently."

I simply sat cross-legged on the ground. Looking at him across a rusty iron railing, "If I ask directly, my sister will definitely reply me "It has nothing to do with you"... So I can only investigate by myself, and the harvest is still okay."

"A large blank area was found under the magic mine. I suspect that there will be any clues left over there. So I want to investigate..."

My voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into a sigh.

"Now. Arnold."

Looking at the calm knight, I asked cautiously, "Are you... mad at me?"

Arnold answered quickly, "Not at all."

I'm angry no matter how you look at it! ! ! !

I don't know why he was angry at all, I looked at him crying. The knight made of ice is as smooth as ever, and even the look at me can be described as indifferent.

"...Can you tell me why you are angry."

Think about it. I still decided to adopt Adam's suggestion.

For pure white people, just ask straightforwardly.

"I'm not angry. Just wondering."

Arnold stared at me calmly. The cool voice of the boy is pleasant but indifferent.

"Why do you make yourself so embarrassed for the impossible."

Impossible...thing.

The indifferent voice abruptly cooled the original cavity of blood. When I calmed down, I discovered something that I had always overlooked.

From the beginning, everything I did was not favored.

The people around me are not so much working with me for a "best of both worlds" solution. It's more like to accommodate me, to accompany me to make stupid actions in order not to make me sad.

What am I trying so hard for?

But if it is really useless... why am I so unwilling.

"Indeed... I am embarrassed in your opinion."

I looked at my hands that had become rough for some time, then looked at my dusty cotton clothes, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"But I think this is my best time."

I am willing to be the only applause.

For that stupid self who can work hard towards a goal even if he is not optimistic about it, he loudly applauds himself.

"It doesn't matter if you don't promise me!"

I gritted my teeth. He stood up abruptly and shouted, pointing at Arnold.

"I command you as the second queen of Saint Enluth!"

"Follow all my orders! Give me all your glory and trust!"

The rapid heartbeat echoed in my ears, telling me how nervous I was. But I didn't have time to hesitate, just staring at those ice-like eyes.

Those eyes narrowed because of surprise, but they quickly recovered their peace.

After a while, just as I was about to lay down my dignity and sit down with him for the sake of the overall situation. He stood up.

"Ah, Arnold...?"

I trembled and whispered his name. However, he saw that he pushed open the door of the cell (so casual!) walked to the corner without saying a word and began to take off his clothes.

The body reacts faster than the brain. Before he watched it for a second, he turned around honestly, and his thin waist, which was half-hidden and half-hidden, turned into a wall covered with mud.

The sound of wearing clothes came from behind. My body is quite motionless, and there is even a tendency to stick it on the wall.

"The reason why I am angry is actually very simple."

The cold young voice paused and continued.

"Compared to me, you chose a strange weak knight."

I turned my head stiffly. He was found to be dropping his eyelids, putting on gloves for himself.

He murmured, "It's a bit lonely."

"Ah, Arnold?!?!?"

"Let's go. Your Highness."

Arnold, who walked to his side, patted my head gently. Go out first. I stared at his back blankly, and hurried to catch up after reacting.

"Arnold!!" I said with a touch of tears on my cuff, "I didn't expect you to still care about me! I'm so touched!"

"I have always cared about you. Because I am your teacher."

"……Hey?"