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

90. First, let’s talk. (1)

Elder Frey disappeared as if running away. After the problem has been resolved without any escalation.

Raneia, who had been making a dumbfounded expression for a moment, calmed down and came closer.

“Duke Reinhardt’s…… Are you Kale Gongja? First of all, thank you for your help.”

“Uh, do you know my name?”

“Yes, he is the most famous person in the empire. Although the Empire is not the main stage, it is not so much that even the winner of the Mutuje is unknown.”

I tilted my head for a moment that she knew my name, but I understood what she said next.

…… Oh, it was. You must know enough.

“Anyway. If it wasn’t for Prince Cale’s help, the request would have been overturned.”

“Oh, I have a question about that. …… What kind of request did you come from the Mage Tower to try to interfere with?”

The Mage Tower is not a tribe that commits such troublesome things just to have a few extra bucks.

Apart from whether or not the Mage Tower can be trusted, the amount the Mage Tower earns is astronomical.

It must have been such a serious matter that it stuck like that.

Let’s ask about him.

After thinking for a while about whether or not to talk about this, Raneia opened her mouth.

“Let’s move around for a while. It’s not something to talk about in a public setting like this…….”

“Do you need to bother? Ruler.”

f*ck.

When Lucia lightly flicked her hand, a wide regular hexagonal barrier enveloped the surroundings.

The magic of the 7 circles. Perfect Cube.

“No matter what I do outside, I can’t look inside. Soundproofing is natural. Is this enough?”

Thump thump.

Raneia, who looked around her as if she was amazed at Lucia’s words, hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“It was a request from the royal family.”

“If the royal family…… “

The royal family, there are few beings who can be called that.

An empire is a royal palace ruled by an emperor. There aren’t many people who would call themselves “Kings.”

And if it’s the royal family Raneia is talking about…….

‘…… Is it the Duchy of Briseyton?’

Duke of Briseyton.

A country ruled by the Prince of Briseyton, the Duke of the Empire.

It was also a country that would be destroyed by demons and disasters in the not-too-distant future.

“An artifact passed down from generation to generation by the heirs of the Duchy of Briseyton. I was supposed to take care of its retrieval and escort.”

“Recovery…… Ah.”

Recovery of artifacts passed down to successors. Hearing that, I barely remembered an incident.

It happened almost immediately after I possessed it.

For unknown reasons, the first prince of the Principality of Briseyton, who was walking along the Tantan Road, suddenly committed suicide right before the crown prince appointment ceremony.

A tragic incident in which even his lover and her fiancée, the daughter of Count Swarz, threw herself after him.

I remember that it was quite a hot topic at the time. It has also appeared in newspapers several times.

However, since the martial arts festival was held thereafter, it was a topic that was almost forgotten in the topic.

But as I remember, it wasn’t within the principality that the first prince died, but when he stopped by the empire.

It wouldn’t be strange if a diplomatic conflict or war broke out between the duchy and the empire.

The power gap between the principality and the empire was so great that such a thing never happened.

“So the artifact was still in the Empire…… Are you talking about bringing it into the principality this time?”

However, the suicide of the first prince was a long time ago.

It wasn’t anything else, it was right after I possessed it.

What the hell have you been doing all this time, you haven’t retrieved it yet?

As if it was natural to have such a question, it was Lucia who answered the question.

“The official name is Triumph. An artifact handed down from generation to generation by the king of the Duchy of Briseyton. It is also famous for being endowed with quite a lot of magic.”

And one of them was magic that the ‘unauthorized’ could neither lift nor move.

A high-level magic that can only be moved by the prince of the dukedom or the chosen ones of the duchy. Let’s have Lucia explain that.

Siela, who was listening to Lucia’s detailed explanation, asked as if she was surprised.

“Certainly, that artifact was also Mage Lucia… ….”

“…… Can it be First of all, it’s already over a hundred years old, isn’t it? I just knew it because it was famous among wizards.”

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“Aha.”

Only then did Ciela nod her head and briefly understand.

Triumph Fra. To be honest, it was a name I had never heard before.

It was a time when he was busy adapting to work within the Empire, so it was only natural in a way.

But, anyway.

It was understandable that such things could not be easily moved.

Moving things itself could be solved with just a few words from the king.

Because ‘who’ brings a historical object that is over a hundred years old to the principality is bound to be an important issue.

It’s not even an ordinary thing, it’s a symbol of the ‘king’.

“If you entrust the work to the Mage Tower, the influence of the Mage Tower in the principality will be too great. The king, wary of that, entrusted the request to the Mystic Pirate…….”

“…… Did the Magic Tower create a commotion in order to intercept that request?”

I could barely understand the King’s feelings.

The magic towers are actually those who are under the command of the empire.

The growing influence of the mage tower within the duchy meant, in other words, the growing influence of the empire.

…… Only up to here. I don’t like political stories that make my head hurt, so I’ll stop at this.

After contemplating for a moment whether Raneia was also thinking of moving on to another topic, she opened her mouth.

“I don’t know if these words are disrespectful to my benefactor…… I will ask you one thing.”

“Yes, what.”

I want to ask you something. Even though she didn’t listen, she could guess what the question was.

Actually, she only had one thing to ask of me.

“…… Why did you help me?”

What I helped Raneia was a clear courtesy.

There is no favor without return.

It was natural. There is no one who helps the unknown out of simple goodwill without expecting anything in return.

And even I, who said this, did not help Raneia out of pure goodwill.

How should I say this?

After thinking about it for a while, I thought I didn’t have to go back and shouted.

“Because there was something I wanted to ask of ‘Siren’.”

“… ….”

The response was immediate.

Kaang!

A spear suddenly flew in her face, and after receiving it without difficulty, Raneia stepped back from her.

“…… No way, I thought it was a trap.”

I knew there would be a reaction.

It is said that she is a benefactor who has just met her, and she thought she would throw a spear right in the benefactor’s face. It’s more extreme than you can imagine.

“No, it’s not like that——.”

Walking!

Looks like he won’t listen to any more answers. Raneia’s body shook.

Countless drops of water began to cover her spear.

Soon the appearance of the spear she was holding began to change.

A spear with a three-pronged blade. In the form of a common ‘trident’.

“…… Her hair has changed color!”

“…… Are you more curious about that?”

I don’t know if it’s some kind of illusion. Looks like Lindo Ciela’s hair in a different color.

I don’t know why that didn’t work for me. It’s new when you think about Rin’s surprise.

Every time she uses the spirit, she gets a tail and ears that she didn’t have, and it’s amazing to see her hair change.

‘Anyway, it seems to be the correct answer.’

I’ve seen that weapon before.

The Siren, who were said to have fought against the disaster that regenerated alone…… Because that was the unique window she handled.

In the previous episode of her, I couldn’t meet Raneia, and I couldn’t see her outside the window after she died. It was certain that Raneia was that siren.

Because the shape of the window was the same.

I thought she was holding a normal spear since she has to be in the human world.

Isn’t that the case with Siren’s unique magic or something similar?

There was no room for further thoughts.

Because those unique spears flew one after another.

Kaang!

A spearmanship that penetrates like water flowing, as if being entangled in a sword.

“…… As expected, spearmanship is unique.”

“Kale…… !”

“No, don’t step out. Lin. Don’t pull out your sword either.”

Strong. In terms of the swordsman’s realm, he is a strong man who goes from expert advanced to superlative.

Above all, I met a lot of warriors who used excellent spearmanship, but it was a fresh feeling that I had never seen before.

That’s probably because the window itself is unique…….

Most of all, it must be because Raneia is a siren.

It’s a feeling of freshness after a long time.

However, we can’t keep clashing spears and knives forever just to feel fresh…….

For now, should I just finish it?

Thousands of ways to end it run through my head.

My physical condition has already become usable to the extent that it cannot even be compared to the one immediately after being possessed.

Of course it’s not comparable to the heyday, but most of the techniques that were possible in those days are still possible today.

Tens of thousands of swordsmanships are engraved in his head.

The unique auras of thousands of swordsmen are dormant.

“Kuh…… I guess I have some free time. Let’s see if we can stop this attack too!”

As Raneia shouted, water began to fill up around her.

That itself is the sea.

It was a force of overwhelming size, with a strong salty smell.

Lucia’s magic isn’t broken.

Using the sea itself seems to be a racial trait called ‘Siren’.

Then what kind of sword should I use to break the sea?

A normal sword would not be able to stop the sea that was filling up like crazy.

Then, should I use snow flowers to make it freeze?

Or should I burn it with fire?

I came up with quite a lot of answers considering it was difficult.

There was only one thing to choose.

In the vast library of swords that only I can see, I thought about it for a while and then took out a book.

The swordsmanship I am most familiar with.

The tip of the first sword I made out of necessity.

Maybe I’d call it arrogant.

Indeed, a sword worthy of being called ‘God’s Power’.

Every swordsman has a different level of sight after reaching the tip of the sword.

And now I know. There is no one perfect answer that applies to everyone and every situation.

Because the word ‘perfect’ is not a word that is permitted to humans.

Nevertheless, human beings pursue perfection.

So I copied countless swords. Stealing I completely digested it and made it my own.

But even there was no perfection. And I’ve given up on being perfect.

There was no need to use mana.

I didn’t need that kind of strength for this sword.

Just cut. Neither to protect, nor to suppress by force, but the original purpose and foundation of the sword.

Suddenly——

And with the sword swung like that, it cut the world in half. Such misunderstandings arose throughout the area.

The temple that divides the world.

It probably wasn’t just an illusion.

With Lucia’s magic Perfect Cube, the water Raneia called split.

Because a single slash was drawn in the boundless vast sea behind her.

Fluffy.

Raneia, who felt the energy from the front, at least partially, sat down as her legs gave out.

“This, where is this sword…… No. …… Kill.”

A sword that only one person in the world can wield.

It didn’t require magical power, but after using it once, it felt like something similar to it was being cut away.

I don’t know what it is specifically. What is certain is that it is not infinite power.

Isn’t it something similar to stamina?

Whoa. Taking her breath, I took a step closer to her.

“What are you killing?”

Since the Perfect Cube is broken, I’m a little concerned about the eyes of the people around me. In particular, the crew of the Mystic Pirates seem to be slow to grasp the situation, but they seem to be ready to attack with their swords at any moment.

I took off her coat and covered her hair to Raneia, who was sitting down, and I followed her words.

“…… First, let’s have a little conversation. Stop fighting.”