Became the Escort Knight of the Villain in the Romance Novel

69 – One star for you (1)

Unexpectedly, the prince didn’t say anything about our long absence.

He just smiled happily as he watched us return holding hands.

When Irene said that she was tired and thought she had to go back, the prince sneaked up to me and opened her mouth.

“Well, that took quite a while.”

“I came to talk a little bit. Maybe I didn’t do anything wrong…”

“Ummm, no. I have more questions than that. Did you just come here to talk?”

“…Yes?”

When he asked again, frowning, the prince smiled and shook his hand and shook his head.

As if asking us to forget the previous question, he gave us a piece of paper with a hint of regret.

“I thought I would go back to the Duchy as soon as I got back. What we talked about today…Well, you can forget about it for a while. I don’t feel like I was a little impatient.”

“Thank you for your consideration.”

“Consideration, I’m not shameless enough to receive this kind of thanks.”

Having said that, the prince lowered his head slightly towards Irene, who was next to me, and opened his mouth again.

“I feel sorry for you too. You look tired, so it’s okay to go back now.”

“…Thank you, Your Highness. Gwang-young’s diary in Evangelium.”

“Yuris also wants Gwangyeong to diary.”

After exchanging such simple greetings and leaving the palace, I stared at Irene, who was still holding my hand.

She tried to hold it lightly, but before she knew it, a smile leaked out of her hand that was wrapped around her pod.

Somehow… It seems like the expressions are getting more explicit. Didn’t you even think of hiding it from the crown prince?

But it wasn’t too bad, and she made it to her gate, still holding her hand.

I know that it is quite a distance from the imperial family, but what is the reason why it feels especially short today?

Irene must have felt it too, as she stopped in front of the gate and stared blankly at the hand she was holding.

Now, unlike before, he looked clearly tired, although he wanted to rest right away when he returned.

I don’t know if she will listen to me. Just like that, the hand she was holding falls off.

The body heat from her hand dissipated, and soon a cold wind blew in and began to cool the inside of her empty palm.

What should I say? Is it really my mistake that I feel a little more empty than usual?

I stared at her empty hand for a moment, then followed Irene, who disappeared into her gate, and followed her steps.

I closed my eyes for a moment at the feeling of a stomach ache, but when I opened them, I saw the darkened duchy.

For a very short time, the things I had experienced during the day passed quickly through my mind.

It’s hard to believe that all of that happened in just a few hours.

Carefully scratching his cheek at what happened on the balcony, he let out a light sigh and headed forward.

“Don’t be too upset, I’ll catch you later.”

“…I’m not sorry.”

“Are you sure?”

“……”

Now, it was time to get back to reality.

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Time passes. Irene was still performing the duties of the dukedom as the acting head of the household,

The duke who came to her senses began to work on her body’s recovery.

She was the one who said only one word to me, ‘Thank you.’

The emotion in his eyes was more than that. Maybe they will call me separately later.

For the first few days, it was probably thanks to working all night.

Now, Irene can take a leisurely rest with the help of various retainers.

As much as the work being done, the dukedom also regained stability, and it was safe to say that it was before the duke collapsed.

In addition, my achievements in defeating the warlocks were widely known, and now there was no one in the dukedom who did not know my name.

Of course, if you wear plain clothes, you won’t even be able to recognize your face… Now, if you have a secret activity, shouldn’t you use a pseudonym?

There wasn’t much I could do in this situation. Of course, escorting Irene and raising my level.

If the subjugation of the Roman family was carried out, of course, the Duke of Roman also had to sword-to-sword.

The sword of the empire, the head of the family that inherited the blood of the founder of the empire, Allar.

Although he was not known to the world as a master,

It was only the realm of mana handling, and it was said that his skill with a sword had already surpassed that of Sir Theorad.

Assuming that I am dealing with him, will I be able to be his opponent?

‘…It’s hard.’

Awakening dragon blood, approaching the master’s threshold.

However, it would probably be impossible to deal with Duke Roman with that.

The power of Janzir, whom I met at Mount Verdun, surpassed that of a normal Troll Lord’s Ark of Power.

When the amplification of power brought by black magic, the amplification that can be continued semi-permanently if only supplemented with sacrifices, and Duke Roman are combined.

Perhaps even Sir Theorard would have had a hard time dealing with him.

That’s how I came up with it. He wondered what it would be like if he could continue to retain the strange sensation he felt when fighting Rick with words.

If you can maintain a state of selflessness.

If only I could move a little more freely in that no self that can come up with only one thought. Wouldn’t it be possible to destroy Duke Roman’s swordsmanship?

“So, you want to sparr with me?”

“Yes.”

Touching the long beard that stretched from side to side under the nose,

Sir Theorard, who had a stocky physique in contrast to his elongated face, stared at me.

Since I, who always sparred with the crown prince, asked for a sparring myself, it must be quite strange from his point of view.

But there was only one person to ask, Sir Theorard.

Because he is the person who will teach me now, the one I can trust the most.

When I asked, Sir Theorard, who looked at me for a moment, opened his mouth slowly.

“There’s nothing I can’t do, but it looks like it has a purpose. Can you tell me what it is?”

“There is a feeling I felt while fighting the dragon I saw last time. I want to get used to it.”

“Aha. I know roughly what it is. Then can I put a condition on it?”

“Conditions?”

Sir Theo Rad, who tugged at his long mustache for a moment, continued his speech with his eyes wide open.

“Cut somewhere on my body. Then maybe I can give you some helpful advice.”

“…The word vera.”

At those words, I felt a bit weak and relaxed.

No matter how much he is a master, now it was me who reached the threshold of master.

He must have known about him too, just to cut somewhere on his body.

Sir Theo Rad, who closed his mouth for no reason, drew his sword and quietly began to raise mana.

“Why can’t I?”

“Ha.”

That word becomes the fuse. It reminded me of a time when I had just become a pianist.

The countless people who challenged me with the title of divinity,

I didn’t like confrontations, but if they insulted my skills, I would accept all their challenges without exception.

Of course, now the position is reversed and I am challenging Lord Theorard…

“Whoops.”

Shouldn’t he at least apologize for ignoring me?

Pounding. Mana began to rise from the beating heart. Hemolysis is excluded once.

The only thing I want to confirm now is my ability as a pure knight.

Because of the sword and mana, these two elements and selflessness. Pick up the sword Mana’s reaction sword pulled out a blue blade.

Charleur-

Perhaps it was because he lacked the power of black magic, and Sir Theorard stared at the blue blade unlike before, and his eyes widened.

As if he saw something familiar, he briefly stroked his chin before opening his mouth.

“What is the name of that sword?”

“…I don’t know the name. Have you seen it?”

“No, I just seem to remember seeing it somewhere. It has nothing to do with your current job, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

‘By the way.’

The momentum that Sir Theorard radiated was truly unusual.

Even though it’s not completely releasing its power right now, it’s enough mana to sting your skin.

Feeling his mana filling this space, I slowly wrapped the white flame around my body.

A knight who reached the level of a master could be said to have truly transcended his limits. The ‘ideal’ dreamed of by those who wield the sword.

Aren’t you the master who can dye the world with your own mana?

Those who perform acts that are incomparable to drawing sword skills or filling a small space with their mana.

Maybe that’s why, I was in awe of the density of the mana he possessed.

If you compete with mana, you will inevitably lose. That’s why it was more important than ever to feel a sense of no self.

Tadak, lightly step on the ground and bounce forward. The expression was light, but in reality it was not.

Faang-!

The wind is being torn apart at a chaotic speed. A leap made in an instant,

I swung my sword straight at Sir Theorad, who was in front of my eyes before I knew it.

Kaang, swords collide. I had to rush in the beginning. As time goes on,

The more mana consumed, the more disadvantaged I am.

My heart pulsated faster, and white flames spread out like wings and started burning the surroundings even more splendidly.

A quick fight, as much as he was aiming for it, there was no hesitation in his actions.

In order to approach selflessness, the most necessary thing is to erase the thoughts that lead to actions at this moment.

I didn’t cut with the thought of cutting something.

As the hand moves, as the foot extends.

Clear the path. I don’t recall Turo. He only swung his sword like that, relying solely on his senses.

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“You are fast!”

Sir Theorard was impressed, but he was not going to be satisfied with this speed.

I could be faster, and I could concentrate more on this battle. Yes, battle.

As soon as I thought it was a battle, not sparring, the blood that seemed boiling started to cool.

And face the situation. Am I not being pushed?

At first glance, you might think I have the upper hand, but I’m wrong.

‘…Heavy.’

It wasn’t that I couldn’t react. A sword that is slow enough to follow its trajectory with its eyes.

However, every time the swords met, a tremendous shock was transmitted, and there was no choice but to naturally consume his strength.

It was a unique sword that made you think that space was curved following the sword, and that you were being swayed by the trajectory of the sword he wielded.

Then he frowned at the thought of another name for his sword.

A blunt sword, though slow. Did he say it was a sword that could never be evaded?

The stamina was gradually being consumed by the destructive power that could not be recalled from that slow sword.

But if I relaxed even a little bit, I couldn’t relax even a bit from the sword that was threatening my neck before I knew it.

Kwaaang! I swung my sword with the feeling that I was pouring out all my strength at once.

Giving strength to the pulled shoulder, he turned his back and deflected the approaching sword.

My wrist felt numb. I probably won’t be able to use this method again.

Swoop-breathing in, she felt the breath filling her lungs.

He straightened his fingers and straightened his grip on the sword.

Maybe the problem is that I took some time off while dealing with the Master.

…A bit serious. Slowly, she placed her hand on her chest where her heart was.

Among the mana in the heart, there was one slightly different mana.

Unlike the original mana, like hot flames, mana that feels a bit colder and feels different.

This is the nature of Evan Fried. It was the closest mana to the sun that roamed the sky.

Ugh-

I feel the elation I felt before fighting Maloric.

The heart beats like it’s about to explode, and the joy and pleasure as if you’ve squeezed all your strength to the limit right now.

The veins on the back of the hand holding the sword protruded, and a fluttering pulse began to be seen.

The heat of the flame is getting hotter. I opened my eyes to a much wider, clearer field of vision.

“Whoa…”

As I let out a breath that filled my lungs, a breath filled with small sparks came out.

Looking at that figure, before long, it jumped forward. Bang! It was an unparalleled speed.

Sir Theorard’s eyes widen as he faces me. He opened his mouth with surprise and bewilderment in his eyes.

“Your eye color has changed?”

“…Is that so?”

I didn’t know that the color of his eyes changed, but I watched his expression as if he had become a little more serious.

Swing the sword as it is. Swords cross Matchless, and rampant. Not to kill each other

Just for cutting. It was just a sword to block.

There was no way to live. That’s why, in the crossing of these more pure swords, he quietly raised his momentum.

Flame! Before long, the flames began to consume Sir Theorard’s mana.

Out of consideration for me, it was a slightly higher density mana than the expert level,

The mana that awakened dragon blood was only fleeting.

Kaang! Sir Theorard gritted his teeth at the dull metal sound.

It was no problem to deal with his blunt sword now. The match finally became equal.

However, we cannot be satisfied. Even though he awoke dragon blood, he frowned at the fact that it was only at a similar level.

Boo Woong-

His unique blunt sword started to get heavier.

At this rate, I will be pushed back by him again. Sense,

Awakened senses were gradually feeling his sword.

Looking at its trajectory, before long, it twisted at the same time as it came into contact with the sword. So offset the shock.

Because it was me who would break if we met. A series of movements continued like flowing water.

The burning flames were clearly making his behavior uncomfortable.

If he wants to bring out more power than this, wouldn’t he have nothing but to show his own ‘territory’?

So, now I’m starting to erase my thoughts. When he tried to sever Maloric’s wings,

When he tried to break that unbreakable thing. He recalls the sensation he felt in that situation where he was fighting against something that could not be matched at all.

It is erased.

My presence gradually disappeared, and before long my hand wielding the sword became blurry.

It was a pleasant sensation. As if coming out of the water after swimming all day,

The frail body was slowly swinging the sword. No, it wasn’t slow.

I just feel that way. Since it was selflessness that only one thought remained, everything other than the sword gradually began to disappear.

The impact of the swords colliding, the feeling of swinging the swords.

Breathing, the beating of the heart.

And at the end, the country ceased to exist.

A sound was heard. The sound of something constantly crashing.

Despite the heavy, dull sound resounding, only one thing came to mind.

Sword. It swings, stabs, butts, blocks, and bounces.

Thinking only of this movement, I became immersed in selflessness and began to forget everything.

However, there was no meaning to it, so I gnashed my teeth at the thought that was awakened in an instant.

Awakens pain by biting the soft flesh in the mouth.

I shouldn’t have fallen into selflessness like this. Using this sense, I had to look straight at that sword.

I see the line drawn as the sword swings. Dozens or hundreds of lines are drawn in the air.

If I could find a gap in the dizzying path of the sword drawn diagonally, straightly, vertically.

Could we cut him down? How many times have you fought someone who handles a sword?

I thought about it for a while, but realized that there were none except for the crown prince.

I lacked experience. I lacked the experience to draw something creative with this limited sword path.

That’s why the corners of his mouth twisted. We can go further. He still had room to grow further.

“…hahahaha!”

In an instant, dozens of battles are made.

If it is slightly disturbed, the dangerous gap that someone cuts does not show any signs of breaking easily.

Staring blankly at Sir Theorard, who smiled as if he was in a good mood,

I pushed his feet off the ground so he wouldn’t notice. Very little, a choice that makes the gap with him a little narrower.

It was the only move to break the sword that drew this space. Hold the power

Containing the mana rising from the pulsating heart, the straight sword emitted a flash of light.

Kagagagak! He reacted even faster than an instant, fast enough to tear the air apart in an instant.

Twisting my waist where the sword had shot out, I swung the sword and bounced off the sword I had extended.

Tuong-

Because all the power was contained in one sum, the sword that was helplessly out of my hand soared into the air.

Sir Theorard smiled at the sight for an instant, but I also smiled along with him.

It wasn’t because I collapsed from being defeated, it was simply because I had achieved my goal.

“Why are you laughing so much? Is it because you’re sorry?”

“Didn’t you cut yourself?”

As I pointed to his waistband, I saw the clean cut hem of his clothes.

Sir Theorard, who had been staring blankly for a moment, looked at me and smiled.

“…I never thought I would really make it.”

“I believe you will keep your promise.”

“Well, it’s not that difficult, so I can tell you right now.”

Having said that, Sir Theo Rad eventually took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to me as he opened his mouth.

“You, by any chance, do you know what a dragon word is?”

And then, at his unexpected words, my mouth opened slightly.

Dragon,

It was because the magic that only the original heroine could handle came out of his mouth.