132 – Strange experience of the dark island 6

Throughout the sparring, Bertina could not keep her mouth shut.

Even though she was not a magic user, it was difficult to understand the current situation through the eyes of an ordinary person.

Two people wielding swords and unleashing mana at an imperceptible speed.

In the aftermath, there was a huge amount of dust and loud noises, but even in the midst of that, she could vaguely recognize one fact.

‘Ophelia Crimson… that kid is really strong. I can’t believe I’m fighting with Andersen on equal footing…’

A shockwave that can be felt on the skin even at a considerable distance.

And in the middle, the appearance of two strong men exchanging countless sword strikes.

Watching the scene of a terrifying battle that Bertina could not have endured even for a second, she began to break out in a cold sweat without realizing it.

‘As expected.. I don’t think this kind of thing suits me very much. As for the battle or what… No matter how I look at it, I can’t get used to it. This person seems a little different, but…’

While doing so, Bertina glanced at the seat next to her once more.

There was the figure of Bahamut, who was watching the fierce battle with interest with both eyes shining brightly.

‘Do men like things like this?… This kind of look is just like when I’m choosing jewelry or a dress.’

It could be a fundamental difference in taste. Feeling a bit unsatisfied in that regard, Bertina turned her gaze back to the scene in front of her eyes.

at that time..

“ah..”

“Um… ”

The two suddenly stop moving for a moment.

Bertina began to wonder about this, but she soon understood why.

It was because blood was flowing from a wound on Ophelia’s arm.

A shallow but clearly visible injury that could be recognized from a distance.

As a result, Ophelia declared defeat, and Andersen accepted it, and the match, which resembled a real battle, ended like that.

‘I see… no matter how hard it is, you can’t beat the best warrior in the empire.’

Still, it’s just astonishing that it did that well.

With that thought in mind, Bertina slowly rose from her seat.

By the way..

“… ? What are you doing?”

“yes? Ah… no. nothing.”

Bahamut stood up from his seat slightly hurriedly, showing a slightly startled expression.

Bertina felt a slight doubt at this, but soon thought it was because she was distracted while watching the fierce confrontation between the two, and did not think too deeply.

*

time of darkness.

In a place where you don’t have to be conscious of other people’s eyes, the two men and women are hugging each other’s bodies.

“Are you okay? You worked really hard today.”

“it’s okay. At that level… there is no hindrance to being loved by the master.”

Looking at Bahamut on the bed in light underwear, Ophelia said in a shy voice.

Until just a few hours ago, she had wielded her sword against the mightiest warrior in the Empire. But now, in front of Bahamut’s eyes, she only had the appearance of a small and cute woman as before.

Bahamut gently hugged Ophelia and kissed her on the forehead.

At the same time, Ophelia’s face turned slightly red, and Bahamut slowly put his lips on her nape again.

“hahahaha… ”

Ophelia sits on Bahamut while making cute noises.

At that time, Bahamut’s gaze suddenly saw Ophelia’s arm wrapped in a bandage.

“The wound… how is it? I saw earlier that there was quite a bit of blood…”

“ah. yes, that’s fine These shallow wounds are already…”

With those words, Ophelia unwrapped the bandage as it was.

There was her white skin, which had almost completely healed and left only blurry marks.

“It’s amazing… Is this some kind of magic?”

“Yes, it uses magic to quickly seal wounds and increase recovery… Anyway, it is a kind of magic with a simple healing effect.”

“hahahaha.. I feel it every time, but you really seem to be getting better every day. Even as a warrior… And as a woman too.”

With those words, Bahamut gently caresses Ophelia’s underwear.

In response, she slightly bowed her head, as if embarrassed, and seeing her like this, Bahamut slowly took off her underwear and then slowly laid herself on top of Ophelia.

Then, Bahamut slowly began caressing her body with his hands and tongue.

As always, the two began to quietly whisper stories that only they could share while sharing their deep love for each other.

“By the way… To be honest, I think I gave up on that a little bit earlier… Am I right?”

“..hah… That.. that is.. sobbing.. b… my. 4. It’s true. Honestly a bit more… I could have turned it off, but…ah… I don’t think it would be easy to decide..”

Ophelia confesses the truth while making a strange sound.

Although she was not completely without a competitive spirit, her opponent was Andersen, who was not an ordinary person but had a reputation as the strongest warrior in the Holy Empire.

At the point of confirming that there was no big difference in skill itself, the purpose had already been achieved, and no matter how unofficial it was, even if you defeated him by force, it was clear that you would only buy the emperor a sense of wariness. It was better to lose in the proper line.

In that respect, it means that Ophelia is not just a warrior, but as an important member of the giant guild, at least she can take care of herself.

But,

For Bahamut, who was listening to this, the more important part was. It was the fact that the skills of this woman named Ophelia, who had been growing rapidly all along, had reached a level beyond what she expected.

‘It’s almost on the same level as Andersen… That means even compared to the original, Ophelia’s skills are clearly one level higher… Maybe it’s because the basic environment has improved a lot? Or maybe, at that time, I always carried the burden of my heart. Maybe it’s because there’s no such thing now…’

In the original work, Ophelia swung her sword even though she knew it was not right under the fallen lord.

However, the fact that she was in considerable agony because of this, although she did not show it in the story, was revealed when the time came for her to be killed at the hands of Isaac.

On the other hand, the present Ophelia did not have such reluctance and agony at all.

The only thing she had was a clear motivation to raise the sword for the master she loved, a simple yet unrepentant effort that allowed her to do her best.

In addition, unlike the conditions in the original work that could never be said to be good. Now, as a confidant of Bahamut, the greatest giant on the continent, she was receiving considerable support that couldn’t have been better.

Right now, from the great sword of Karl that she carries, to the black sword that Ophelia carries in the original work, it is the best sword that cannot even be compared.

In addition to that, it was only natural that Ophelia’s fighting power had become stronger compared to that time, as everything from a generous salary to the conditions for training were complete.

‘If you compare only the current strength, Ophelia and Andersen are almost on the same level. That means… depending on the situation, there’s a high chance that I won’t be far behind even if I compete with the White Dragon Princess.’

Ophelia’s potential was enormous, and he knew that she would grow into a great power.

However, what she has achieved now has already exceeded Bahamut’s expectations.

Even though I was aware of the spoiler, this was an unexpected achievement, and it was clear that it would be an important key to solving future problems.

But at this moment.

For Bahamut, the most important thing was her fighting power.

It wasn’t even that she was his own person.

‘The most important thing is… that much. It must have been that Ophelia’s life had become happy. It’s not that I’m sad alone in guilt.. The fact that I’m still able to laugh with pure joy like this…”

So, seeing Ophelia crouching in her arms and smiling warmly, Bahamut’s mouth smiled.