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

The stars clustered into the Milky Way. The long Milky Way traverses the deep blue sky, and there are several bright stars like splashes of water, rustling down on both sides of the Milky Way.

Today’s night is sunny outside the space. Stars and moonlight are intertwined and sprinkled on the ground, so you can see things even at night.

But people still feel uneasy if they only rely on the stars and moonlight. The icy ball that was called out floated up and down leisurely, exuding a cold icy light. The moisture in the surrounding air has also turned into fine icicles due to the low temperature.

Wearing a blue and white coat, I sat on the ground with one hand holding the arched knees, and with the other hand poking the ice-colored ball.

It's amazing. Not as cold as expected, more like a snowball.

Withdrawing my hand, I looked at Arnold. The indifferent beautiful boy is stacking the picked branches one by one to form a square bonfire.

"Arnold." Looking at his proficient movements, I asked, "Is these wild survival knowledge taught to you by the ‘instructor’."

"No." As long as it is a question he knows, he will never hesitate to answer me quickly, "These are all taught in the book."

The square bonfire was quickly finished. Then at the same time, it ignited.

The little scarlet magician array that appeared on the magical device on the young man's wrist turned into light and disappeared. Arnold removed the fish skewered on the wooden fork and processed it with a knight sword.

Said to deal with is to put three fish side by side on the stone. Then there was a burst of light and sword shadows, and their internal organs were cleaned. Leaving me alone, the corners of my mouth twitched while watching this almost magical scene.

The journey from the mine to Saint Enluth is not a problem as long as one day is spent. Arnold needn't say much, after several days of tossing and getting used to running around, I am not as tired as the first time.

But at this moment there was a problem with the horse.

The horse that had eaten the medicated fodder by the dead ladyboy ran three-quarters of the distance and then lay motionless on the ground, and couldn't pull it up.

It's embarrassing him too. As soon as I took the medicine, I was about to carry two humans and run wildly.

After that, Arnold dragged the horse to a safer place. After asking me to feed some grass to the horse, he threw down the small ice hockey puck and went to catch the fish alone.

In this way, I huddled up with the sick horse and the little hockey puck who was working overtime. Waiting silently for Arnold's return in the barrier of the little ice hockey.

During this period, I also grabbed the bald ground and stuffed the grass from the horse's mouth.

Arnold came back quickly. When he came back again, he not only brought fish, but also firewood.

We didn't prepare food even though we thought we would be there at night. At the moment, I can only cook simple and convenient grilled fish by myself.

"Originally, there was a bit of cookies in the'space' of my magic device."

The beautiful boy with an indifferent expression hunched his back and fanned the fish on the campfire with his hands, "but you gave it to that man."

"...How much do you hold a grudge."

I replied speechlessly, "My sister has given a lot of extremely high-quality magic cores. Are they all given to you?"

Arnold's ice-colored eyes suddenly brightened, and even his cold voice was filled with excitement, "Are you saying that all the magic cores in the bag were given to me?!"

"Sure enough, you fool has opened it secretly!"

I smash it, smash it. He glanced at him and snorted coldly, "Anyway, my magician can't use them for hedging. It's also a violent thing for me."

"It just so happens that there are many magical experiments recorded in the hexagon. I really want to try it."

"It's just." The voice of Arnold, who talked to himself daily, suddenly became lower. I was a little surprised to hear him lowering his eyes and pursing the corners of his mouth, showing a "frustrated" expression for the first time, "The experiment requires a high-quality magic core. It's a little difficult to do with my meager salary."

"...Even if you say that. I won't give you processing money."

"I know. As far as I know, your pocket money is given by Her Royal Highness. It's even less than the average rich kid."

"Oh! No, that's not right! How did you know!"

"I looked into it." Arnold stopped fanning his hand and turned the grilled fish over, "I also know that your favorite biscuit is raspberry biscuit."

The cold boy said flatly.

"The biscuits in the space. They are just for you."

...I looked at him blankly.

The handsome boy calmly turned and grilled the fish that was pierced with wooden sticks. The short aqua-blue hair that hadn't been cut for a long time has finally grown longer, and it lay softly on the side of his neck, with slightly long bangs half covering his eyes.

But the icy eyes were half hidden behind the water-blue hair, and the swaying fire light dyed him a layer of orange ripples.

He didn't look at me. The ice-colored eyes were still watching the grilled fish. It seemed that what he had said before was just normal and could no longer be normal.

but. My heart beats for it.

Secretly researched the food I like, and always carry something with me——

I, I am really touched! ! It's not wasting that I have always been so good to you! !

"Ah, Arnold!"

Suppressing my inner ecstasy, I stumbled and asked, "You, what do you like to eat!"

The ice-colored knight replied quickly, "I don't particularly like it."

As if he knew my next question, he answered in advance.

"Because I have no sense of taste."

——My pupils shrank suddenly.

wrong.

When I was eating army rations with Yuri before. He clearly said that sentence.

[It's beef flavor. 】

[Have eaten this kind of thing before. That is, it looks ugly. 】

"The instructor is a cooking idiot. He can't even cook the simplest salted cucumber."

The skin of the fish was golden and blackish. From the cut in the fish body, you can see the white and juicy fish.

"And he is very poor. So I have been eating rations during the days I was with him. I have eaten all the rations of Bleu Hispaide, England, and Saint Enlus Roland."

"But. He told me the smell of the army rations."

Arnold handed me the grilled fish that was grilled just right, "According to him. Yinglan's is the best, with a rich beef flavor. And Baid's is the most unpalatable, just like eating a book. "

"...But Yinglan is probably the last one in terms of color."

I took the grilled fish and vomited. But he did not say anything.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Ice-like eyes stared at me, "I don't have a sense of taste so I don't know how it tastes. But I have tried my best to grill the fish to a ‘golden color’."

"Idiot... I didn't tell you in the book. The fishy smell can't be removed without seasoning."

However, although my tone is so disgusting.

But I still gave up.

The fish skin without any flavour is crispy, but the tender and juicy fish has a characteristic fishy smell of river fish.

"I'm sorry." Arnold apologized sincerely. The hand holding the wooden fork did not continue to turn, "But now there is no other food. Please bear with me. Eat as much as possible to save your energy."

In your heart, am I a girl who needs to eat three fishes when she is only twelve years old?

I hurriedly swallowed the grilled fish that I had only chewed. Inwardly vomit like this.

Arnold could not die from starvation in the 40 years since his teacher died. The most likely possibility is that he didn't need to eat at all.

And he didn't feel "hot" either.

No need to eat, no sense of taste or touch, and no need for sleep.

What is the difference between such an artificial man and a tool.

"Don't be stunned. The fish is about to scorch."

I urged Arnold, who was no longer turning the grilled fish on the opposite side, "I'm the old man. I eat at least three fish."

The ice-colored pupils shrank slightly.

The fish has cooled down, and the fishy smell of the fish in the cold has become more intense. But I still gulped. Swallowing almost without chewing.

"...Are you hungry."

idiot. I'm afraid I will spit it out if I eat slowly!

"I like to eat boldly when I eat."

Speaking exactly the opposite of my heart, my voice was blurred because of the constant chewing and swallowing, "The outer skin is just right and crispy. The fish is perfectly cooked and tender at the same time."

"But the fishy smell brought by the river water is still not removed. If you want to describe it, it is eating soil."

"...Then why are you—"

"Because you did it."

The conversation stopped abruptly. And I didn't look up at him.

Arnold has a perfect puppet-like appearance and a white paper-like heart.

Neither beautiful nor oppressive colors can be depicted on that white paper.

But I persistently want to paint it with the color of "people".

But I persistently want to arouse his "human" soul.

"His Royal Highness."

After a long time. He spoke. They are asking me questions.

"Helen Oz Bader. Mentor him."

An ice-like calm, indifferent and empty voice--

"Is it dead?"

—— asked indifferently like this.

"..."

"Ok."

I grabbed the grilled fish that was almost charred in his hand, and ate it with my head down, and my answer was dull and faint.

"He died forty years ago."

"Before he died, he left the Bide hexagonal. Please hand it over to his son-Arnold."

The firewood was burning. There was a crackling noise.

The small hockey puck floating up and down is still floating in the air. This super, real, and practical magical skill that can both illuminate and set the barrier and reduce the brightness outside the barrier is really full of Baide's style.

I never said a word of comfort. It's just that the grilled fish with serious smell hasn't been cool enough to eat hard.

It's a bit bracing.

I think so.

The wise boy knew his inhuman identity a long time ago. But he never thought of hiding it. I never felt that my birth was miserable or unfortunate.

As long as I ask him questions. As long as it is something he knows. He will answer me without hesitation.

"Arnold. Why were you picked up by your sister?"

I threw the fish bones and the wooden fork into the bonfire. Watching them gradually be swallowed by the flames, turning into a mass of black coal.

"I have read all the books left by the tutor."

He still answered quickly.

"Teacher told me before he disappeared. He is going to Saint Enluth."

"...I want to find him."

Tick--

I stood up. Bypass the bonfire. Standing in front of him silently wrapped his neck, pressed the back of his head hard, and pressed his head to his shoulder.

The blue and white coat had already fallen to the ground with my movements. Tears drenched the skin through the thin cotton coat.

"People are mortal, I don't need to feel sad."

"Obviously this is the case."

The boy's cold voice was suppressed. I felt his hands trembling but tightly pulled the clothes on my back, like a person plunged into an abyss holding a strand of spider silk hanging from the ground.

"but why--"

"Why—I will be so sad again."

The suppressed and choked voice asked softly in my ears.

"Please tell me why this is..."

"...Your Royal Highness Gadliche."

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Depending on the situation, there is an exception to what happened between Heron Oz and Arnold.

Of course, the more specific thing is that the main line cannot be said yet. Just talk about what happened between the two of you.

Although Herron is a dead arrogant. But he's the real deal. Arnold takes him as a son.

In the depths of Arnold's heart. He also regarded such an old man he met as his father.

This is why the old lady met Arnold on the way back from the mine. It can be regarded as a fetter in the dark. Arnold was looking for him in the right direction.

The next chapter Arthur will definitely come out! rest assured.

Hey, don’t think I’m writing a lot about Arnold now. Everyone will be like this in the future. That is, the time has not come. I treat everyone equally! 【cough】