Academy of Genius Knife-Episode 307
#307
“I don't···.”
Schlieffen said. Adeshan, whose eyes met with him, was as firm as a statue. The storm swirling around the pale castle fizzled imperceptibly. There were.
It meant that the fierce fight was finally concluded. Adeshan, who has always maintained a coolness since his personality was replaced, was the first person to do so. Shed embarrassment.
“You, really, against the archbishops.···!”
Instead of answering, Schlieffen beckoned to throw something. Tuk. One sphere, drawing a parabola, fell at Adeshan's feet. It was the head of Archbishop Le Thansier who was the last to be killed..
The cutting surface was neat. The beautiful face was stiff with a look of anger and consternation. The Savior behind muttered in a voice of admiration.
“This is a face I know..”
Le Thansi, a witch who has been notorious for hundreds of years. Among the archbishops of Nebula Clarzieh, he was the strongest in three fingers. Adeshan, swallowing a coarse spit, spoke.
“···You really killed it all. Five people..”
It was incredible. She wasn't on the scene, but the aura from the top of the tower I was figuring out the degree. The five archbishops with the power of starlight must have individual Schlieffen He was a strong man..
It was a miracle. The row of Schlieffen that has become rags to walk beyond the bloodied It was preventing a terrible battle. Holding his breath, he held out his hand to Adeshan.
“Or· * * Please come here..”
Schlieffen's gaze lingered on the bottle containing the Savior's blood. Adeshan, who had regained his calm at close range, resolutely shook his head.
“No. The first thing you need to do is heal the wound..”
“Miss Iril doesn't hurt people···.”
“That's right. But now you're gonna die if you hit it..”
Adeshan shot. Her Malmatana now Schlieffen's condition was very serious. It wouldn't be strange if he collapsed and died right away..
I had to take a break from my hard work. Adeshan was trying to take control of his mind. Shrig! The strong wind blowing from her back blew the bottle in her hand I threw it away..
“AHHHHHHH!”
The bottle, which flew in a straight line, was exactly in Schlieffen's grasp. By his ability, it was the wind. Schlieffen, who put the bottle in his pocket, took it off his mouth..
“Trust me···.”
“Stubborn·**! If you get within a certain range anyway, you're definitely like everyone else. You'll be a fool. I'm in a false happiness that I can't have in my life..”
“···No, I don't. I can assure you that..”
Adeshan frowned at the unintelligible words. Instead of explaining why, Schlieffen glanced back at Iril.
“Go, don't come near me.···!”
She's still slicing the oncoming chase so that she won't die. There was. The fluttering silver-white hair was beautiful. Schlieffen, staring at Iril, smiled thinly.
“Because I'm already···happy enough.”
“···What??”
Adeshan laughed. It was absurd and far-fetched. But Schlieffen's eyes blazed with a resolve he had never seen before. There were.
It was the car she had been in for a while. Bang! Schlieffen, who turned his back on the gap, spurned the ground and ran out.
“Now, wait.!”
Adeshan reached out hurriedly, but it was already late. It was wonderful that such energy remained. She kicked her tongue as she watched Schlieffen moving away quickly.
“Damn it..”
Now I wanted to dry it, but I couldn't dry it. Adeshan measured Iril and his distance with a little emotion. One thousand steps· * * Seven hundred steps···.
“Well.?”
Adeshan's eyes grew larger as he spaced. Schlippen is within the scope of Iril's ability to act. Feet did not stop.
He endured hallucinations that neither Jaipana, Lorhorn, nor Orse had ever overcome. There was. In an instant, reaching Iril's vicinity, he stopped in place. A terrified Iril pointed at him with the tip of his sword.
“Again,who else came?! Why are you bullying us all the time?···?”
“···Miss Iril..”
It was like a terrified cat. It was a moment when Schlieffen took a step further. Iril's arm disappeared from view, and a storm of scuffles swept around him..
“Schlieffen!!”
Adeshan exclaimed. At the same time, about fifty pursuers in Schlieffen's vicinity bled in unison. I fell out sprinkling. Choaak! The rock walls that the dragons installed by magic are like trimmed carrots. It collapsed..
He was not seen wielding a sword. As Schlieffen, who didn't know that Iril had this absence, he didn't know that he had this absence. It was amazing. A pale smile came over his mouth, which stiffened for a moment.
“···Too.”
Iril's black did not touch himself. Instead of approaching further, Schlieffen took his hand to the waist dance. Carefully drawing his sword, he laid the hilt. Kaang·**! The fail-load fell to the floor.
“What···!”
“···Now, I'm going..”
Adeshan and the savior watched the situation. Defenseless, Schlieffen began to walk slowly.
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“Haa * * * Haaaah···.”
Iril picked out a rough breath. Hundreds of men and women are on her feet clutching brooms. There were.
“Why don't you leave us alone?···?”
Iril muttered. These goons suddenly burst into Nimberton and disengaged themselves from the little ones. I was trying to let go. Unlike the seemingly weak body, you get out of a room with a broom. Thank god..
“elder sister. It's okay.?”
Young Ronan asked. Iril, wiping the sweat from his sleeve, turned his head. My brother and his friends were shaking in a huddle.
“Sister * * * Radish, I'm scared·.”
Young Marya cried. Iril smiled as she shook off the hard tee.
“It'll be fine now. Don't worry too much..”
“Why did they come? We did something wrong..”
Ronan grunted. Iril turned his back, confirming that there were no more intruders. She hugged the little ones at once and said, " Oh, my god.".
“It's okay. I'll protect you..”
Iril laughed. I was doing this, so I somehow thought of the old days. It was a while, but there were times when it was difficult for her..
It was around the time that my father left, and my mother died of illness. No matter how nice Nimberton is to live in, a young girl is alone. Raising it wasn't easy..
- Hey! You orphan girl. Where else do you go sucking like that??
- I'm so heartbroken that my parents are all dead· Can I help you manage your property? Do you know what property is?
- You're so pretty. I'm looking forward to the future. I'm not going with you·?
In addition, at the time, the concept of evil existed around her. He had not yet awakened the ability to embody his wishes..
It took for the ability to awaken, and all the people around him to become good men In those years, Iril endured all the trials that were coming in his power. I had to pay. It's been really hard a few times, but I still have a brother to protect. Could withstand.
‘I'm glad I grew up right..’
As she looked at Ronan's face, her eyes were smouldering. I have nothing to do with it, but I am grateful for growing up so willing.. Young Ronan shook his head..
“Sister, cry.?”
“No * * * It's okay.”
Iril crossed his head. The bodies of the fallen goons were disappearing. The ruined house was being restored as it was..
“Ahaha···.”
A feeling of euphoria that she could not subject herself to again was rising in her heart. If I could live here with my children, I was happy with it. I thought I could endure any hardship..
I thought I forgot something important, but it didn't matter.. It was just what she was trying to say to the children. Thump Thump. The banging of the front door rang out in the house.
“What···!”
Iril hurriedly turned his head. Someone stood outside the door. Picking up the broom again, she pointed to the front door.
An unfamiliar, but as if you had heard it anywhere, voice came from beyond the door.
“Miss Iril. You need to wake up..”
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“Don't come close···.”
“···Miss Iril. You need to keep your mind up..”
Schlieffen said emphatically. The gap between the two was completely narrowed imperceptibly. Iril was lurching in a dream right in front of him.
“Don'T disturb my happiness······.”
Iril muttered, clutching his hilt. I thought I knew what I was looking at without explaining. The happy illusion of brainwashing adds to her suffering. There were.
“What you're seeing right now is···Cool, it's all false. Even if it's hard, you have to see the truth..”
“No * * * I have children * * * Here in Nimberton···.”
Iril mumbled alone. It was painful, but I had to wake up. Schlieffen slowly pulled out the bottle that he had put on his waist dance.
“Now, mouth.···.”
In the transparent glass bottle, the savior's blood was burning. He brings the bottle to Iril's mouth with a meticulous gesture as if he were dealing with jewelry Put it on..
“Hate * * * Hate···.”
Iril crossed his head. The hand that clutched the hilt seemed to be shooting at the moment. Schlieffen does not use hard force, but with natural behavior her Open your lips..
“···Oh, my god..”
Adeshan, watching, closed his eyes and opened them. If you're a normal human, you're intense enough to faint or go crazy at once. Living was emanating from all over the body.
A cold sweat flowed down his cheeks. I was so nervous I couldn't see it properly. Even if Iril is twisted a little bit now, Schlieffen has a dead body. I'm gonna be..
At that time, Schlieffen carefully tilted the bottle in his hand. The blood of the savior, who slipped through the bottleneck, entered Iril's mouth. Gulp. Swallowing a sip in a daze, she began to cough fiercely.
“Kolok! Kaak! Kaaaak!”
“This, Miss Iril.···!”
Schlieffen's face was filled with embarrassment. It was a deep cough, as if it would thicken the intestines. He congratulated Iril, oblivious to his plight. It was a few seconds that felt like an eternity.
“···Oh?”
Iril, coughing, looked up. Nimberton and the children were not yet visible in the blurry vision. Once Vivin with her eyes she clenched her shoulders.
“Sue, Mr. Schlieffen.···?!”
A familiar face was in front of his eyes. The memory was rare. Behind Schlieffen's scarred shoulder is a completely different landscape It was unfolding..
“Well, what the hell happened.···?”
The luxurious room turned into a bloody and smoky battlefield. I didn't remember anything since I wore a strange tiara on my head.. Then, a stream of tears rode down Schlieffen's cheek, which was shaking his teeth It flowed down..
“Pretty, are you okay? Tears···.”
“···Ugh..”
Instead of answering, Schlieffen rubbed his eyes with his sleeve. The dripping water was dissolving the pressed blood. Once again, he took a look at Iril and took his mouth off..
“Thank god.....”
There was not a single wound left in the body of the stricken Iril. The pain she had been suffering from since the moment she was kidnapped was sinking.. The memory of my oath with Ronan was in my head that I would protect Iril. It was swerving..
The spirit of reaching the limit was breaking down. Schlieffen, wrung from tears, held Iril's two hands in the middle of the night.. The main voice came from between his gaping lips.
“Love * * * ···.”
“······Four on?!”
Iril's eyes grew larger. She expressed her bewilderment, but Schlieffen still let go of her hand. Was without. The blood that went out of his mind until he became confused, which he had endured all the time. He was helping me speak..
“Pipsqueak life·but· * * Life * * ·Life·· * You I'll keep it..”
“I'm a commoner·and you're a Schlieffen.· * * No, it hurts more than that···!”
Iril's face was red. At least it wasn't a story in these places and situations. So was she, but Schlieffen in front of her eyes. I could see that it wasn't normal.
Iril, who pulled his hand away, was trying to take care of Schlieffen's wounds.. He took a step forward and held her as if she had fallen. That's how strong it is, too..
“Oh···.”
Iril's eyes grew larger. The warmth was coming through the arms. In a world where all sounds are blocked except the heartbeat, Schlieffen I intoned like a squeeze..
“Please marry me···.”
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