episode_0019
by fnovelpiaIn order to somehow survive in this world full of monsters, you needed a way to protect yourself.
But that too has its limits.
No matter how much money one wore, wearing expensive armor, and holding fancy weapons, if the wearer himself was not strong, it would be like putting a pearl necklace on a pig’s neck.
Therefore, it was clear that training your body would make you better at handling weapons.
And at the end of it all, throwing away weapons and using one’s own body as a weapon was my ideal and belief.
That’s why we always repeated training from sunrise to sunset at the training ground on the outskirts of the capital.
Although his muscles did not grow bigger like others, he was able to exert strong force even with his slender arms, perhaps because his strength was getting stronger or because his muscles were becoming more compressed.
Even when he punches the air, he never reaches out in vain.
Not only did you get nothing by punching just to get the count, it was just an act of tormenting your body.
Where is this fist headed?
What can you do with this fist?
What does this fist mean?
Reaching the end was a punch filled with conviction.
This was the power to save others, and was never violence to determine one’s own joys and sorrows.
It shouldn’t be written like that. With great power comes great responsibility, and in order to enjoy that power, it is better to use it in the right places.
I trained my body with that thought alone.
There were days when I felt like my intestines would break.
I felt like my bones were grinding, and I also wondered if blood vessels were being cut all over my body.
After pushing myself to my physical limits, I became stronger, and no one looked down on me because I was a woman.
When I tried to call myself complete like that.
A man I had never imagined approached me.
His name is Kylon.
He was a warrior who possessed a holy sword and was also clad in splendid armor.
I thought it was flashy on the outside, but unlike him, my body was already well-trained.
I could tell even if I just saw him take off his armor for a moment. You’re strong. Called.
If it was strong enough, the user wouldn’t be swayed by the weapon, so I didn’t even think about tackling it.
What’s the problem if you can do it yourself? Because I thought about it.
But that wasn’t the end for this man. He said he needed me.
He said that he was still weak, needed more training, and that was why he needed me.
The hero says he is weak? How can that be?
The moment I thought of that, I felt a subtle emotion.
When I think about it, I would have tried to say that I was close to completion, that I was complete, but seeing the hero not being satisfied with his own strength and saying that he could become stronger made me feel ashamed of myself.
And at the same time, to inform the warriors who are not satisfied with themselves.
At the same time, I joined this trip to train myself again.
Agnes, the daughter of a nobleman who also serves as a knight, Flora, who is said to be one of the few genius wizards in the world, and Veronica, a virtuous-looking, soft-spoken saint, aren’t they a pretty strong party?
It is said that I started the trip with a crush, but aside from that, the soft voice that was neither too high nor too low put people at ease, and the humorous voice that was not too serious made me laugh without realizing it.
Although it is said to be a journey to defeat the devil and bring peace to the world, isn’t it like a hero going on a perfect picnic?
After setting up a tent for camping and eating with this in mind, he said that he needed to train his body from the first day, and at the same time, he also said that he should not put full trust in the weapon because there are times when he loses it. .
The more I looked, the more I realized that he was a man with the same thoughts as me.
So, he was telling himself that his holy sword was just a symbol of his role and a sword that could easily be missed, and at the same time, the armor was just a means of temporarily protecting his body.
I don’t hate people who believe in themselves.
On the contrary, I could tell that I liked it, so I readily agreed.
And after that, the man’s body must have become stronger in an instant, and on the second day, he touched my body.
Of course, I couldn’t shock him, but I was able to praise him for hitting his thigh with his fist.
I still couldn’t forget the sight of the warrior running towards me while struggling for breath and smiling.
Although my hand touched my chest in an accident, I pretended to be easy-going because any contact that occurred during training should never be considered sexual.
But does that mean I’m also a woman? Even though I tried to ignore it when someone I had a crush on touched my body, I couldn’t help but become aware of it in the end.
And the next day.
The saint woke up earlier than everyone else, and the smell of chestnut flowers was on the way.
Are there any flowers? Come to think of it, as Agnes said, since chestnut trees did not even exist, that smell should not have existed.
It was difficult to find the source of the smell because it was so faint that I thought it was just an inconvenience.
The fishy smell that stung my nose was momentarily buried by the smell of food.
But the strange thing was that when the food disappeared and when the saint and the warrior went somewhere for a while, the smell disappeared exactly.
So I narrowed my eyes and looked at the saint.
I’ve heard it before.
The man’s thing smells like a fishy chestnut flower.
Then it occurred to me, am I really a saint? I had that thought, but I couldn’t just blindly doubt it, so I just doubted it internally and didn’t show it outwardly.
All I could do was get closer to the warrior.
I like it.
Because he had thoughts that matched my beliefs.
Because he was full of consideration, had a calm atmosphere, and at the same time had a gentle impression.
Although he was a warrior, he was not arrogant, and on the contrary, he took the lead in doing what was just.
Just as the strong recognize the strong, I guarantee that I filtered out the men who approached me.
This man is clearly a good man.
I could tell after watching it for three days.
“Then training begins!”
Some people walked away, asking why a woman was so strong, while others stuck their tongues, asking if it was okay for a woman to be so easy-going.
But Kylon wasn’t like that.
“I’ll learn something this time too.”
No matter how many times I get hit, I have a will that won’t stop.
At the same time, the handling of his gaze and the movement of his body that developed in an instant puzzled me.
Tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of fists pound the warrior’s body without any space.
However, gritting one’s teeth after being hit, holding on to not fall, and swinging one’s fist again could be said to be an area close to a talent that would be difficult to achieve in three days.
So this embarrassment could be said to be a pleasant embarrassment.
“More, more! Goes faster!”
“Ugh!”
It’s getting closer. This man, who is a quick learner, gradually became my favorite.
It was clear that he must have shed a lot of blood and sweat to train this body.
But there was no pride, there was faith and justice, so I couldn’t help but like it.
When I swung my fist like that, for a moment his hand came faster than mine and pressed my body.
In an instant, the sensation of being grabbed by the neck and pinned to the floor enveloped my body.
“Wow!”
“Ah, ah! Sorry! I’m so desperate… ! Are you okay?”
Kylon couldn’t stay still and took his hand off my neck, but strangely enough, it felt strange.
When was the last time I lost?
When was the last time I lost and how long has it been since I felt this way?
Thinking about that gave me goosebumps. Little by little, I felt something ringing.
I realized that it was I who was drunk with the confidence that no one could beat me, and at the same time, it was I who felt the weariness of being so far away from defeat, and at the same time, I felt a shiver of defeat that I had not felt in a long time.
He is a man who not only possesses faith and justice, but also surpasses me for a moment.
It was clear that it would become stronger in the future.
In that case, it was clear that if I stayed next to this man, I would never be able to defeat this man, even if I could defeat others.
However, because the sensation was secretly numb, I had no intention of rejecting it or feeling dissatisfied with it.
It just raises a slight eyebrow.
“… Oh, no. It’s okay.”
“… Really?”
“Okay, then shall we do it again?”
The training was repeated until the moon waned and the stars began to shine.
*
If you were to call Linda, what would you like? Yes, if I had to put it in one word, I could call him a masochist.
By pushing your body harshly according to your beliefs, and at the same time getting closer to nothing, you become stronger regardless of age or gender, and you feel bored with having no rivals. The thrill that you feel for the first time in a long time, the memory of what you only felt when you are weak, comes back to you. It was clear that more would be added.
The skinship that comes from training is also skinship, but since it was for an event that awakened the potential that she didn’t know about, it could be said that it was already halfway through.
It was clear that if I started to feel a sense of defeat, no matter how strong I was to others, I would gradually become unfriendly to myself.
If I was able to win without putting in any effort, then the strategy would begin.
She might not want to reveal it herself right now, but she was trembling from the feeling of defeat after such a long time, and it was clear that she would gradually show the progress, so I just did my best to push my hard body and see the end of it.
I don’t really like the idea of being beaten like this just to have a dick with a dick that shouldn’t have been there in the first place and to fuck a girl with ideal beauty in the game, but now that I think this is over, the corners of my mouth immediately raise.
And at the end, he pinned her to the ground once more and won.
I quietly looked at Linda, who was lying on the ground, and carefully moved my mouth.
“… Aren’t you feeling a little weak?”
“Kylon has gotten stronger, I guess?”
“I see… ?”
It was nonsense to say that I had become stronger when I hadn’t even raised my stats through skills yet.
That’s how I held back from almost bursting out laughing. He nodded and stood up again.
Even though it’s a night game, it’s not that easy for a woman to take over, so even though it’s a little uncomfortable, the feeling of taking over was so thrilling that I couldn’t stop.
I wouldn’t have felt it in my body when I was a woman, but if I were a man, it wouldn’t have been strange if my dick exploded.
Even if you deny it, the feeling of being taken over by the hero in the end is important.
Dealing with Linda, whose fists were weak, was no longer that difficult.
Then I just dodged it once more and threw her, out of breath, on the ground again.
I knocked her down, got up again, caught my breath, and opened my mouth out of consideration for her.
“Whoa, should we take a break now?”
But Linda’s face was already turning red without realizing it.
“, just a few more times.”
“… Is that so?”
Well, I think I can watch the event tonight.
When I thought about that, I thought about slamming her to the ground a few more times, and at the same time, I held back the corners of my mouth from rising and lifted her up.
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