The Heroine Who Was Taken Away by the Main Character Becomes Obsessed With Me After Returning

31. Let’s fight, now. (3)

Capital of the Empire, Pagatti.

It’s close to the front line of holding out against calamities and demons.

The place where the damn crown prince is staying, the imperial palace.

traitor to the empire.

No matter how much he thought about where he was headed, as a wanted criminal and not the duke of Reinhardt.

to finish everything.

To end this miserable life, I was moving there.

I lost quite a lot.

Maybe it was a series of lives that kept losing.

Because of the demons who came to kill me, I lost my most faithful lady-in-waiting.

Can’t stop the resurrected disaster. I lost the knight who was most loyal to me.

I lost my mother who accepted me into my family.

The man with the greatest sword in the Empire and the former head of the Duke Reinhard family.

father. I lost Aion de Reinhardt.

and at the end.

I lost even the lover who barely made it possible for me to stand on my feet.

so i got lost

I couldn’t even see the front of my nose, so I wanted to finish walking this road.

ahead of the road.

A woman with white hair, with a sword at her waist, stood in the way.

“I’m going? to the capital.”

A familiar voice lingers in your mind.

Standing in front of me was a woman called the iron-blooded empress of the north.

Like me, I lost everything called ‘Northern’.

Even so, the swordsman was fiercely obsessed with swordsmanship, pushing his sword at me every day and asking for sparring.

What if I didn’t answer.

Lin added a word.

“… … do not die.”

Hearing that, I stopped in shock.

How did they know I was going there to die?

It is not a story that he will die by attacking the capital alone.

These words are like self-praise, so it’s a little funny.

At least not one of my peers was capable of dealing with me.

In other words, if I want to flip it over.

If I wanted to stage a massacre, even hundreds of knights from the capital would not be able to stop me.

It was Rin who had mixed swords with me so many times that it was difficult to count.

There was no way she wouldn’t recognize my level.

But Lin was talking.

As if he knew that I wanted to die.

No, maybe it was natural to notice.

In most human relationships, she is dull.

Occasionally, there were often times when such sharp intuition was revealed.

Denial already seemed meaningless to her, but… … .

That’s why I didn’t even want to be positive.

With a cracking voice, he opened his mouth and muttered.

“… … Move.”

say get out of the way

No matter what I say, I have no intention of staying here.

stop and get out of there

When I said that, Rin looked at me without saying a word.

It seems like I have something to say.

Or, a face that doesn’t seem to exist.

Seeing no reason to reply, I passed Rin.

If there is nothing more to say.

I just have to pass

“If you win. I will send you… … .”

but.

Her last words grabbed me.

“… … .”

teouk.

Anticipating the horse behind her, I slowly brought my hand to the scabbard on her waist.

In this situation, if Rin, whom I have seen, would say.

──Anyway, there must be only one.

“Let’s fight with me. now.”

It was a sparring request.

Indeed, it could be said that this was a conversation style worthy of a ferricious empress.

Rather than persuading at length with words.

They said they would press down with force and block my way.

The way I communicated with the ‘Iron-blooded Empress’ that I’ve seen so far.

However, it must have been a handshake.

“… … I will overcome by force and stop me.”

sereung.

Having said that, I drew my sword and faced Rin.

Because Lynn.

The iron-blooded empress of the north, inheriting ancient wolf blood.

“… … never. To a subject that has never defeated me.”

Ever since I awakened my aura.

Because he never beat me.

“well. … … This time, it might be different.”

strong god.

Having summoned the power of the distant ancient god of the north, Eunwolang, Rin aimed his sword at me.

Because it seemed that the expression of that strong will was transmitted to me through the sword.

I, too, slowly raised an aura when I faced her.

It’s the past.

A future that won’t unfold now.

On the other side of that lost time.

The sword castle and the sword of the empress mixed with each other with strong energy.

* * *

Objectively, there was nothing that I was ahead of Rin.

Even pure strength. The fuselage visual acuity is also a few numbers below.

The only thing worth comparing was the quality of the aura, but even that was an overwhelming defeat when looking at the quantity and output.

However, it would have been natural for me to win the sparring with Rin.

That’s it.

‘Because I’ve fought as if I were eating a meal with the Iron Blood Empress, who was more complete than I am now.’

so boring.

Back then, he was more blunt than he is now, though he rarely showed emotion.

Because his swordsmanship skills were incomparable to now.

For me who remembers the future Rin, the current Rin’s sword is just an imperfect sword with many loopholes.

Maybe in this life, it’s not just me who will become stronger, maybe I should help Rin become stronger as well.

I had a sudden thought.

Now that I received a silver plaque from her, it was ambiguous to say that I was a stranger.

… … Think of it as repaying the debt from the previous episode.

It wouldn’t be a business that would lose money like that.

Also, if the ‘Iron-Blooded Empress’, one of the pivots of mankind, becomes stronger, it will be a great benefit in the battle against future disasters.

trudge.

I picked up the fallen Rin and went back to where I slept.

Dagnes, who seems to have almost finished packing again, is loading the wagon with Siela.

“Ah, Princess Cale. By any chance you haven’t seen that white-haired guy——huh?”

It seems that he was looking for Rin.

Dagnes, who had been saying that to me, looked shocked when he saw Rin on my back.

“Oh, no… … . Now, how could that guy be on Gongja-nim’s back?”

“ah. don’t say too much While sparring with me, I thought it would be difficult for him to win if I had to deal with him properly, so I knocked him out.”

fluff.

Having said that, I set Rin down in the carriage.

Dagnes should be surprised that I defeated Rin overwhelmingly.

Or should I be surprised that I couldn’t look after my hands?

Let’s talk about this and that with Dagnes.

The pink-haired lady-in-waiting heard my voice and approached.

“… … Ugh, Mr. Lin, did you faint?”

Ciella came running late and made a surprised expression.

The meaning contained in that astonishment was vastly different from that of Dagnes.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter broke out.

“Ciella, have you prepared breakfast?”

“oh, … … yes.”

I looked at Rin because I was fainting.

Soon, Ciela’s gaze was fixed on Rin and did not let go.

No, rather than not falling away from Rin… … .

She focused on Rin’s ears and tail, which were now fading away.

Wolf ears pricked up and fluffy tail hair.

Because it was quite similar to that of ‘Beast Man’.

It seemed that he wanted to be a beastman who hid his ears and tail like Lindo Ciela herself.

If left alone, Ciella would feel a sense of kinship and feel betrayed by herself.

Looking at Siela, he added an explanation.

“I’m just saying this in case you get confused, Rin is not a beast. He is 100% pure human.”

No, in a way, it’s not even 100%.

It is said that the distant ancestors of the north inherited the blood of the ancient wolf of the north.

Mystical powers handled by northerners.

strong god.

Although similar, they are essentially different.

“ah… … .”

When I explained about him, Ciella, whose eyes twinkled, put on an expression of regret.

“… … ?”

On the other hand, Dagnes didn’t seem to notice why Ciela was feeling sorry for her.

In order for Ciella to go around comfortably later, she should have disclosed at least that she was a rabbit beast.

hmm.

There is a long way to go.

Hagisa, it’s a fact that she hasn’t revealed to me yet that Ciela is a prisoner.

more precisely. It wasn’t just an ordinary rabbit beast, though.

“Anyway, let’s get ready for departure. … … Since this guy is sleeping, are you skipping breakfast?”

It must have been a pity for Rin, who only woke up half a day after passing out.

today.

Siela’s cooking was very delicious.

If this is also the privilege of the winner of Dalian.

I would enjoy that privilege.

* * *

In a mess and in rags.

A gray-haired swordsman lying on the floor looked at me with his characteristic unfocused eyes.

This. How many sparrings were there?

Looking back at my memory, I realized that it would be meaningless soon.

How many times have you been through sparring?

What is certain is that this will be the last confrontation with her.

Is it because of that?

It was a fiercer battle than expected.

That’s because the Dalian lasted close to half a day.

Rather than Rin becoming ridiculously strong.

I should have praised her will to hang on by the crotch of her pants as if she had no intention of letting me go.

In fact, in this battle, she has surpassed my limits and walls many times.

It was to the extent that it left a long sword mark on my cheek.

clap.

Let’s take the sword silently.

Breathing heavily, she murmured softly.

“… … mess. That’s it.”

mess up

Is that really what you say when you see yourself?

Probably not.

Because she was the one who messed up more than me in this battle.

The gray hair that used to be flowing is all messed up with dust, and there is no sound spot on the body.

The name of the descendant of the Empress of the North, Eunwalang, is ridiculous.

The heir to the north, who looked perfect anywhere, was not here.

but. If that’s the case, then I’d be a little silly too.

The head of the family who inherited the Duke of Reinhardt.

The imperial sword that succeeded his father, Kayle von Reinhardt.

The man with that name was no longer here.

only what remains.

In a battle that has already been won or lost, there are only winners and losers.

“I will go.”

I put my sword away and turned around and walked slowly.

From nob le mt l. co m

Just her word ‘messed up’.

For some reason, it dug deep into my chest like a dagger.

I’m not talking about my fate.

Because it seemed to be talking about my state of mind, torn to pieces like rags.

Even though I was definitely the winner of the match.

I felt a subtle bitter taste in my mouth.