episode_0181

‘I have good friends, so I can use hot water.’

Siron was amazed at the warm water he had felt for the first time in a long time. It was difficult for ordinary soldiers to even take a bath, let alone cold water, but water heated by a boiler poured out in abundance, perhaps because the crown prince was sure to get better.

Perhaps because it was a building built for use only during the expedition, there were no eye-popping amenities or bathing attendants, but I felt a sense of freedom thanks to it.

‘…Demodoras said that practice can be done anywhere.’

Siron closed the valve and stared at the dripping water droplets.

palace-

As the ripples spread, a completely different sound than I imagined was heard.

Just by staring,

The sound was made simply by water drops falling on the bathroom tiles.

The heart of the heat wave dragon created a huge air current, and the mana imbued with will added ‘mass’ to the water droplets.

“Wow… it’s amazing.”

Siron continued to manipulate Mana, admiring the phenomenon he had created. The spread mana condenses the water vapor in the bathroom and creates a single flow.

Tsutsutsu-

For a split second, a small stream was floating in the air. The bathroom was dry, and there was not a single drop of water on Siron’s body that could not be wiped off, so it was impossible to believe that the water came out through a closed valve.

Mana, imbued with will, brought together the freely floating moisture.

This was absolutely not an art that a 2-star wizard could perform.

But Siron was Prien.

The lineage called Prien is something that can only be described as divine.

The body, which could not feel fatigue even if it had not slept for two or three days, combined with the heart of Demodoras to create a phenomenon that could only be described as a miracle.

Siron took a deep breath, feeling a thrill of accomplishment.

“…Ha.”

The air is sweet.

Although it only lasted about a month, it was worth practicing magic harder than anyone else. While I was contemplating the pleasure for a while, I felt a figure approaching from the other side of the door.

-Have you washed everything?

It had been a while since the sound of water had stopped, but when Siron did not come out, Victor checked on his well-being.

The water whose flow was broken splattered on the floor. After finishing practice, Siron walked toward the door with strides. Then the door opened slightly and an arm stretched out holding something.

“…What is this?”

“You can’t just wear dirty clothes even after you’ve washed them. While you were washing up, I prepared some new clothes.”

The hand holding the clothes went up and down as if urging me to pick it up quickly. One wonders whether there is a need for men to be so overly polite among themselves, but Siron decided not to bother with that.

“…Thank you.”

I just quietly stared at the clothes he gave me.

‘Should I have just not rented it?’

Siron felt strangely strange and smelled the clothes. I can’t explain it in words, but I had Prien’s intuition that it had to be that way.

Wet-

However, contrary to the alarming intuition, there was no smell from the clothes. No, it’s just a scent of perfume that makes you feel good when you smell it.

“…What am I doing.”

Siron, who felt something similar to contempt, sighed. It is directed not to anyone else but to Siron himself.

No matter how much one suspects that Victor is gay, he is a childhood friend with whom he shares childhood memories. Also, a close friend who takes on my risks and looks after me.

‘…It’s strange that I’m upset that I didn’t show my naked body to a boy in the first place.’

Shiron slapped his forehead as if he was punishing himself, corrected his crooked mind, and changed his clothes.

After coming out of the bathroom, Victor was seen wearing a stiff uniform, not pajamas.

I also think it becomes a painting. It feels like seeing a Hollywood movie star. I also felt like I was seeing an idol with outstanding visuals.

That’s right, the blond prince, illuminated by the flickering candlelight, has an eye-catching, lonely appearance bearing the love of his parents that he never received and the burden of a brother who has already passed away, so he has a strange paternal love…

‘Fuck you.’

I am not gay. I’m not gay…

Siron slapped my cheek until it burned.

*

“Would you like a cup of coffee?”

“That’s it. It doesn’t take long to get the words together.”

Siron sat across from Viktor and rubbed his swollen cheek. It cannot be corrected by using divine power. I will stay like this all night with this tingling sensation.

Victor just brushed it off, saying that Siron was acting strangely again.

“I’ll leave everything aside and say this. You were officially on special mission until yesterday.”

“…Why?”

“Not long ago, Captain Igor asked about your whereabouts. I tried hard to use that excuse.”

“…Captain Igor believed that?”

Siron asked Victor back with surprised eyes. Victor touched his cool forehead and sighed.

“He said something vague a few times, but he didn’t ask any more questions. It seems like you know that I am looking out for your convenience.”

“Special missions are.”

“So, we have to create the results from now on. I thought about it for a while. I wonder what special missions you can complete in an instant.”

Victor leaned forward and spoke enthusiastically. It was so lively that Siron stuck his head out.

“As long as it is said to be a special mission. Still, shouldn’t it be worthy of applause from others?”

“That’s right.”

“Slaying a few demonic beasts probably won’t even work. The same goes for treating wounded soldiers. It’s also funny that you’ve been secretly doing what the priests already dispatched from Lucerne are doing.”

Victor continued speaking while pounding on the table.

“So this is what I came up with. It’s a search for the terrorist’s whereabouts.”

“…suddenly?”

“Not suddenly! You said it with your own mouth back then. The bitch who took Natalia is a much stronger person than you.”

“You’re much stronger than me…”

Siron thought of a barbarian who glowed like an animal.

Although she only broke her leg when she fell from a steep cliff, her strength could not be explained by her strong body.

Yoru may not be a demonic beast, but he was so strong that no one could defeat him.

She has such a natural swordsmanship that even Lucia, Kylie’s reincarnation, later came out with a separate script admitting it.

Victor was pleased with Siron’s reaction, which spoke with strange confidence.

“First of all, I would like to ask you to confirm. How much information do you know about that woman? It’s probably not the intuition of a master who thinks he’s stronger than me.”

In response to Victor’s question, Siron closed his eyes tightly and lowered his head.

‘…I’m not an expert.’

It was strange to say that he was not an expert even though he could cut down a magical beast the size of a house with a single knife, but since he was young, Victor grew up watching the inaction of not only Hugo, but also Lucia and Siriel. So it was natural that the standard for strength was strangely high.

“The one who killed the knights was a bitch named Yoru. As for Natalia… I don’t know.”

“Besides your name, what else is there?”

“Wait a minute.”

Siron reached out his hand to stop Viktor, who was asking the question again. It was not because it was difficult to remember information about the two, but because I was worried about how much I could or could not tell Victor.

I don’t remember Natalia because I don’t know if she exists or not, but I was half exaggerating about Yoru and was so knowledgeable that I knew better than her.

No, even though the original work has been greatly distorted, we still know things that can be called her fate, so it may not even be an exaggeration.

[Sileia’s Champion Yoru]

She inherited the blood of Kylie, who was from a northern village. However, this did not mean that Yoru’s direct ancestor was Kylie.

The conversation script clearly stated that Kylie’s direct descendant was Prien. But at the same time, Siron thought that Yoru also enriched Kylie’s blood.

‘Prien also claims to be a descendant of Kylie, but there has been a lot of blood mixing over the past 500 years.’

so,

Rather, they are the people of Sileia who have purely inherited the lineage of Sileia, so it is not at all strange to think that they are Kylie’s lineage or descendants.

Siron thought of things other than the setting.

According to the original, you and Lucia will fight over the hostages in the burning capitol, but I remember having a hard time playing as Lucia, perhaps because it is an insanely difficult boss that uses quick and quick swords at the same time.

In addition, if you avoid an attack, the reward is reduced as hostages die one after another, so there is also a bad feeling of having to overcome it by using trapping techniques such as dodging.

but,

Nevertheless, Shiron insisted on keeping Yoru alive.

Soon, the apostle will wake up from the subjugation festival.

Instead of the soft monsters we have seen so far, there will be a constant stream of gigantic monsters that will devastate the empire even if just one is present.

In Reincarnation Geomshin, there is a chance to try again, but not now.

The story progressed that way in the original work, and even more so, people who are sane even when they step into the demon world are needed.

“In the future, security at airship platforms must be strengthened. Civilian access to the Capitol is also controlled.”

“…You mean they show up and do something?”

“That’s right. I didn’t even learn anything like chivalry. His temper is so dirty that when I look away, I see nothing.”

However, I did not want any more innocent sacrifices.

Siron decided to speak out about the terrorist attacks they would carry out in the future.

next day. Shiron put on his uniform and went to see Igor.

“Ah, you mean that barbarian?”

Igor opened his eyes and smiled at the young man who had not seen his face in a long time.

“A separate unit led by Yugen killed him. I saw him fall off the cliff and confirmed that he wasn’t moving, so he must have died.”

“…Yes?”

“Seeing how surprised you are, it seems like your effort was in vain. But that kind of thing happens. Don’t be too sorry about your failures when you were young. But even so, next time I will report on time. This time, considering my relationship with Sir Hugo and the relationship you and I have known, I will just skip it…”

‘Should I tell you that I’m alive?’

Siron held back his itching mouth and decided to listen to his admonition.