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

The golden light illuminates the constricted black pupils. I watched the king walking towards me step by step, muttering his name in disbelief.

"A...ser?"

"It's me. Sorry for being late, Liche."

The golden sword turned into dazzling light particles and dissipated, and the king's voice came from the glow of the sky.

"It's been a long time."

The scarlet-gold figure passed through the scattered light particles, and finally stopped in front of me, who was paralyzed on the ground. I raised my head and looked at the face that was more mature and handsome than I remembered.

What a wonderful connection. Even after the first time, I can still recognize him with just a glance.

The surrounding light particles dissipated, and the remaining ones hovered around the slightly moving red-gold cloak. The handsome Wang knelt down and stared at me with his head slightly lowered. The eyes are calm and beautiful like blue and clean sea.

He stared at me for a long time, and I did the same, staring at him with wide eyes.

"I'm very happy. Liche likes me so much."

The blonde, the real person, and the Lion King smiled happily at me, "Even if I simply like my face."

...I was read by this guy again, bastard! ! ! No more privacy!

"Haha. Liche, who is ashamed, is also cute."

Arthur raised his hand and gently held a strand of black hair.

The crow-colored hair fell gently in the gloves embroidered with golden patterns. The faint black pupil was also lost in the sea-like eyes for an instant.

"It's a pity that such an interesting soul cannot be known."

"or--"

The blond king bent down and gave a light kiss on his black hair like a feather.

"Liche you." He didn't straighten up immediately, he just turned his face slightly, looked at me with blue eyes, and said in a low voice, "Would you like to say it yourself."

……say what? Didn't you expect you to be more handsome after four years?

My eyes died suddenly. I can speak such words. This kind of vulgar language without aesthetic feeling is how I say it.

It was disrespectful to the king's simple praise of his appearance. But the shameful words of "You are more radiant than the sun", "You are Yingran's crown" and so on are estimated to be seen all over the world, and only those fanatics can say it.

Digging a groove, Yinglan has become like this, don't you care about Beluxis! ! Honestly robbing your country's settings!

The inner complaints were out of control like a violent storm. And no matter how fierce the complaints were, Arthur just smiled.

Ohmygod! Abnormal! This is a pervert!

"...Your Royal Highness Arthur. Why are you here."

I spoke before I completely lost control of myself. The voice was low and dull, like an old man with a mouthful of phlegm.

"It's Liche's fourteenth birthday after all." Arthur finally let go of my trembling hair, and turned to support his face, "So I rushed over immediately after I finished the official business."

"Is that so." I was a little flattered.

"Good luck." Arthur stretched out his hand to me, and when I got up, he stood up and lifted me up. "I heard your heartbeat when I passed by."

really. Was it discovered by the dragon's eye?

I thanked Arthur politely. Then he let go of his hand. Rachel and Bedoria looked to the side.

Both of them were covered with blood. Rachel was still in a coma, but the big hole in his abdomen was covered with a layer of golden light. This is Shistop's magician, able to stop his bleeding in a short time.

The subject is always better alive than dead. Not to mention the precious vampire. Those two dared to do this, surely knowing that this degree of injury would not kill Rachel.

"But it's dangerous to drag it any longer."

Arthur waved his hand. The strong wind rises out of thin air. Raised Rachelto in Bedoria's arms.

"I will send the boy back to the castle first."

The rotating wind moved the broken body of the young man to Arthur's face. Regardless of blood stains, Arthur raised his hands through the wind and hugged him as a princess.

"Liche."

Arthur, who was holding Rachel, turned his face and said to me, "Thank you for sending this young lady back to the castle."

"……I see."

I said seriously to the silver-white moonlight Wang, "Be careful on the road."

"You too."

Arthur smiled at me. Another gust of wind suddenly rose, causing me to subconsciously press the skirt and close my eyes.

When the wind passed and I opened my eyes again, I could no longer see the two of them.

Have you left?

I looked at the place where the two of them disappeared, and breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, no one is more reliable than Basser. It's always right that Rachel gave it to him.

only.

... How can Xiu Ming be a king so capable of fighting!

I was frustrated for a second because of the disparity of force between the two. Originally thought that Arthur, who had to learn a lot of king theory every day and squeezed time to deal with state affairs, would have no time to learn magic, but he didn't expect his high-level magic array to play like a game.

Although the smell of blood in the air has faded a lot because of the strong wind. But the pool of blood on the ground still confirmed how close I was to death just now.

but.

I silently watched the drops of blood spreading into the distance. It seemed that the shadow hadn't completely avoided Jian Yu.

Turn on the magic guide and look at the time. Although only five minutes passed. But even if they were injured when they were accelerated by the magic device, they should have been out of the city.

Gee.

It would be great to have a "call" at this time.

I thought to my chagrin. After deciding to go back, we will develop a wave with Arnold. Even if I wear twenty rings on my hand in the future, I recognize it.

"Bedonia."

Although she had given her some time to calm down, her expression still did not ease. "Can you stand up?"

"...Not yet."

The girl covered in blood sat slumped on the ground with a dull expression. Those sluggish eyes remained open without blinking, and they were still staring ahead meaninglessly, "I'm sorry. It will be fine in a while."

Although the sound is hollow and terrible. But there is logic in speaking. It's good if you don't have a mental breakdown.

"Rachel will be fine."

I walked up to her. Squat down. Lay her hands, which were subconsciously holding the embracing motion, on both sides, "The wound in the abdomen has stopped the blood with ‘time stop’. The doctor of Saint Enluth will definitely be able to save him."

"It's okay. There will be nothing wrong."

I shook her stiff head to myself. Facing Bedoria who looked at me blankly, I comforted me softly, "This is not Bedoria's fault. Rachel will be fine. Calm down."

"...Gadrich."

The girl said stiffly, "Why can you be so calm...?"

The corners of my mouth twitched. Quickly clarify, "I'm not cold-blooded. It's just useless to panic at this time. We are already so weak, and we can only rely on our brains to face danger."

"...Who said I think you are cold-blooded."

Bedoria blinked and looked at me with anger, "I think you are very powerful, okay! What about the Gadriche who used to stay in the corner with me!"

"Dead." I glared at her with dead fish eyes. "Now before you is full of determination. Gadliche is not afraid of danger."

"What the **** is that!"

Bedoria yelled at me. He was obviously angry, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised.

Calm down.

I looked at Bedoria, who kept rubbing his eyes, and said softly, "Can you stand up. Let's go back to the castle together."

"good……!"

Bedoria replied choked. The voice was a little vague, "The one just now. It's your Royal Highness Arthur."

"..."

I suddenly became scared.

"Sure enough, it is His Royal Highness. The king who is more dazzling than the sun." Bedoria still rubbed his eyes with his head, "The rumor is true. That king really loves you."

My eyes shifted silently.

"I don't like what you said. It won't take so long to talk to you. It calms you down."

Bedoria's voice suddenly lowered, "Sure enough. He likes you, right."

I started to sweat.

Little princess please! Don't tell me that you are actually of a diseased nature!

"He didn't even look at me!"

Bedoria raised his head suddenly, holding back tears, grabbed my collar and began to shake desperately, "Uuuuu, this is the first time I've been so close to him in the past few years!"

What's the use of crying to me! I am not voluntary either!

I was inexplicably pulled into the Shura Field to cry without tears.

...

When I returned to the Castle of St. Enlus with Bedoria. I was too tired to think.

Along the way, although the sad girl walked honestly with her feet, her mouth and eyes were arrogant, crying and howling. Had it not been for the "sound-proof" magic guide installed in every household, she and I would have been strongly watched.

The Shura Field or something is really a longevity... I don't want to be involved in the Shura Field in my entire life.

But the little princess still worked very hard. In a mentally overdrawn state, he abruptly insisted on reaching the door of Saint Enluth's Castle, and fell down after seeing Arnold rushing towards us.

"His Royal Highness Gadliche."

I quickly supported the fallen Bedoria. Arnold, the straight steel man who stopped in front of us, ignored her who had fallen, looked at me and asked seriously, "Are you okay."

"I'm not injured! But Bedoria is so heavy! Help me lift it!"

The knight with aqua-blue hair made a cry. Then I took the Bedoria in my arms with one hand, and carried it on my shoulders like a sack.

"It's great that you're okay." Arnold, who was carrying Bedoria, was indifferent. "King Arthur sent your dying friend here first. Now he is receiving treatment."

"Your sister is very angry about you going out of town in private." Regardless of my darker face, Arnold said straightforwardly, "By the way, the guard hopes you will go over and take a transcript."

"...Can these things be done tomorrow?"

"I will clean up the trouble I caused myself. That's what your sister said."

"...嘤嘤嘤嘤!!!"

"By the way. Did you say anything to King Arthur."

Arnold tilted his head and looked at me calmly, "He showed a meaningful smile after knowing that I was your knight."

…It turns out that with your emotional intelligence, you still know that it is meaningful.

I clutched my aching liver. Thought of it silently.

really. I hate Shura Field.

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Reconciled with boyfriend!

Some have become the author A, [falling down]

I am already bearish now. Collection income is all clouds, just like it yourself.

Saying that the New Year is coming soon w Happy New Year everyone. (New Year's Day I am also troubled and started to be busy x)

The character of the little princess who can talk and think under any danger really strikes my heart, and she writes very happy. 233