"Hmm, this is my first time dating someone of the opposite sex, so I hope you understand."
As I breathed my nose into the nape of his neck, a dizzying smell of flesh came up.
What should I say?
Contrary to expectations, he would be taken to a dark basement and tortured. It was a beautiful woman's embrace, and although it was quite forceful, it didn't seem like she had any intention of harming me.
"Well, of course, as long as you cooperate with me. I promise in my name that I will not harm the warrior."
Just like that, he chews my ear with his fine teeth and gently licks it with his tongue.
Oh my, so much pleasure that it gives me goosebumps.
Seup, this time it's Elsa who sticks close to the nape of my neck and smells my body.
As we got closer, her unique scent wafted past my nose.
"Hmm, your scent is a bit dangerous."
Then, I tilted my head to look at Erza, who was suddenly pushing against my chest and falling slightly.
"Yes?"
"I like your scent, to the point where it's a bit serious. The moment I take charge of it, I want to throw it away and hold it in my arms forever… Well, I don't have to say this, but not until I have a child. From then on, you will only be able to live in my arms."
…I think I just casually said something really dangerous.
First of all, in my head, I was steadily thinking about how I could get this bitch away.
Are you seriously going to hit me with a bamboo stick?
Of course, it will fly away. It was not enough to beat Elsa, whose speed difference was more than twice that of her.
…If I'm wrong, it's because of this woman's personality.
'If I'm going to use this leg to escape… wouldn't it be better to just cut it off in a fit of anger? 'Anyway, you'll just have to rely on me to live.'
He might just tear my two legs apart like that.
At this age, I can't be in a wheelchair.
"Hug my waist."
Erza forcibly wraps her arms around her slim waist and snuggles into her arms again. If you lower your gaze a little, you will see clothes stuck between the line of your underwear and the ample flesh of your buttocks, beyond your tight pants. It wasn't unpleasant, though. I felt guilty and didn't feel very good.
"Chuck, chu…Chuh, "
This is followed by a forceful kiss in which he casually presses his lips again and forcibly pulls the back of my head.
"…Phew,"
Then, a transparent solid line continued for a moment, and Erza turned her head with narrowed eyes and opened her mouth.
"It looks like a saboteur has come."
Erza wiped her lips that had overlapped mine for a moment and began to draw her sword. Two very familiar figures appeared in front of her.
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Amelia was nervous when she first saw her.
The strongest, a swordsman who is mentioned in every war in the kingdom and who single-handedly cuts down numerous enemies.
There was a living legend before her eyes, so it was not strange for her to tremble.
But now Amelia was not trembling.
As the built-up anxiety and emotions burst out.
"Yoo…Seong…!!"
Amelia, whose eyes widened at the fact that his life was at stake, called his name.
However, the condition is serious. Just by looking at him, he is covered in blood.
Amelia's body trembled. But there is something different from before. This was an angry tremor. It looks like Yeokrin has been properly stimulated.
"What have you done to my husband? Sword Demon."
The hand holding the handle of the sword trembled, and as if showing her extreme excitement on the outside of her body, a faint aura creeped up around Amelia, making me think that the air around her might have dropped below freezing.
"Hmm, who wouldn't misunderstand if I said that? Obviously, that man is now my husband. No, it's my husband."
"…What did you say?"
Amelia asked a question without realizing it.
That was the beginning.
-visor!
Amelia's sword, which rushed at an invisible speed, was blocked by the swordsmith's sword.
"Do you think that a seasoned hero can defeat me?"
"Yoo Seong-eun. It was mine from the beginning."
Every time the iron collides, sparks fly.
Amelia, who accurately took the swordsman's blow with unwavering posture, gasped and glared at the swordsman.
"Where is that law? Did the two of you even exchange wedding rings? It's possible that you were the only one who thought that. In the end, aren't you just thinking of using that man?"
Amelia's extremely passionate voice came out in response to her bitter mockery.
"Yuseong and I are connected by something deeper than that."
"Who do you think is responsible for the fact that I, who was betrayed and abandoned by scum, came back to life and took up the sword?"
"Do you know who it was that helped me regain my vitality when I was staring blankly out the window, saying I didn't want to live anymore?"
"Do you know that you made it so easy for Lee Myung, who was so despised by you guys, to become nothing?–so easy to let go and be by your side as a woman?"
"These eyes, arms, chest, my entire body. It's his. I decided to sacrifice everything. For him."
Red sparks fly from the tip of the sword, heated by countless crossing blows. Iron collides. The intense heat travels back and forth through the body.
In an endlessly excited voice.
"But, those four years of Geomgong, my everything. Did you try to steal it?"
"How much more of this country must be taken from me."
One more step.
The Sword Duke still stared at Amelia with narrowed eyes.
"Are you satisfied…!!!"
However, the sword could not reach it at all.
Amelia adjusted her sword. The next big blow must be dealt with unconditionally. Amelia's physical abilities were noticeably poor. Moreover, he has lost the holy sword, which is the true power of the hero. No matter how I packaged it, it was in the worst condition.
Soak the burning emotions with cold water.
'It can be avoided.'
It was absolutely not an opponent I could face head-on.
Amelia's eyes look up, down, left and right, predicting the path of the sword.
There is no sign of a leaping attitude. A sword flies right in front of your nose. After I came to my senses, the sound of air being torn asunder came as an aftereffect.
-Kagak!
The tip of the sword's blue blade grazes Amelia's cheek.
The ink-colored slash stretched out behind him, and the entire area behind Amelia was devastated by the swordsman's single sword.
It is powerful enough to make those who see it feel numb.
With a single sword, it leaves a scar on the earth.
-Kagagagagak….
The swordsman's strike narrowly missed.
She swung the incredibly powerful sword several times, sparks flying, without even showing any signs of surprise.
"Why should I decide on a husband after considering your circumstances?
Do you even know that? Of all the wanted criminals, your bounty is by far the highest."
"K…Ugh!"
"Then, who is a suitable partner? I am the most powerful in the kingdom, amassed the second largest amount of wealth, and can exert more land and political pressure than any other noble. And at the same time, he is the best person who can keep him safe. See it now too. You can't even resist my sword and can barely hold on. If I kill you here, my husband will be sad, even though I am watching over him."
"Can't you shut that mouth?!!!"
Two swordsmen meet with eyes full of hatred.
Their elegant swordsmanship crossed each other, sparks flying several times.
Soon, an aura begins to emerge from Amelia's blade. The swordsman's sword flowed to the side with a natural, fluid motion. That was it.
"I told you it was of no use."
Wow!!! The swordsman's knee hits the abdomen.
"K, black!"
A body that flies in a C-shape as it tries to thrust its sword forward.
I was able to partially block the attack with my arms, though.
The arm was limp, as if the bone was broken and could no longer be used, with hideous black bruises forming on it.
Amelia had no choice but to force herself out of her shaky body. Originally, it would have had enough power to defend itself with magical power. As I said before, the current situation is the worst. It was like attacking someone wearing full body armor without anything on.
-Kagagak, puuk!
Being hit on one arm by Amelia, who uses a two-handed sword technique, was a fatal injury.
There was no way he could have been able to repel an attack with one hand, which he could naturally have done with two hands.
A blue blade jabbed into Amelia's shoulder.
"A hero without a holy sword survived a few battles well. Is it because of my love for that man? "
"Keu, ke. Uh, how…"
Amelia held the sword with trembling hands. Without thinking, the swordsmith approached, breaking it in half.
She had another purpose.
She accepts Yoo-seong as her husband.
Becoming a person who only looks at yourself.
It doesn't matter if you rely on it.
Sometimes I forgive harsh behavior in public.
Anything is allowed as long as the difference in status is strong.
Just the important thing.
love.
To properly let her know the feeling of love.
To do that…
"Now, hurry. Reject that person's love."
"…What?"
"It's literally true. I will monopolize that person all by myself. It is only natural since he is my husband."
"…"
"Oh, don't worry about Yoosung. I have no intention of having another husband other than you. I will only accept your baby here."
The swordsman calmly spits out those words and slowly meets Amelia's eye.
"Surely you can't say you won't tell me? Of course, it's okay if you don't say anything. I've been through this type of interrogation countless times before. I'm pretty confident. It's been a while… I can't help it if I just die. In its own way, it's enough if I save him and make him love me."
It was that moment.
– Grumble.
"!"
A ray of light that suddenly shines.
"Madam! Fall!!!"
"What, madam…?!!"
Without any time to panic at the words that came out of her mouth, a pillar of fire descended with incredible force. It was not just one. Two, three, four.
'To cut all that off… my husband will get caught up in the surroundings.'
It was a swordsman who was urgently looking for Yooseong, but the man had already disappeared at some point.
"No way–transfer magic!"
Then what to aim for is a wizard.
This time, the blow was made with sincerity, and the blue blade penetrated all the way from Isabelle's collarbone right next to the nape of her neck.
However, Isabelle was smiling triumphantly.
Even though he sensed his own death.