89 – Unblessed Wedding (5)

Even in my dim consciousness, the brilliant light was clear and clear.

This heat, like the morning sun, dignifiedly removes the gloomy night fog.

Unprecedented fatigue was pressing down on her eyelids, so for now, it was all she could do to acknowledge the extraction, but that alone gave her a good sense that she, the hero, was here.

”Father! Are you all right!”

He tried to respond calmly to that urgent voice with a hint of concern, but his mouth, which had lost even the energy to speak, could only occasionally chomp on a devastated breath.

I checked my current situation for a while with my eyes wide open.

A body drenched in sweat. Weak breathing. All the buttons around her neck had come undone, revealing her collarbone.

It wasn’t difficult to infer that all of this was the result of the saintess freely teasing my body while I was unconscious.

Actually, it wasn’t too surprising.

It would be more strange that the fish that was entrusted to the cat was preserved in good condition.

On the contrary, I felt a slight relief that there was no trace of a hand being touched on the lower part of the body.

However, how this scene would be reflected in the hero’s eyes was a serious matter that should not be overlooked.

Even with my now opaque vision, as if cellophane tape was attached to my eyes, the image of me naked and the saintess gently caressing my cheek while sitting on my lap looked like a man and a woman sharing sticky love.

I couldn’t even imagine what kind of reaction the hero would react to when he saw this magical scene.

So, I had to do anything to alleviate even a little bit of the confusion the hero was feeling right now.

It has to be corrected. You can still fix it.

It was the strange sound of a syllable echoing from the corner of my mouth that crushed my complacent thoughts without even leaving a prototype.

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”Huh ♪”

Right after the saintess softly kissed my lips, the air around here was severely stirred.

Even the saintess’ refreshing snort was not enough to soften the murderous atmosphere.

I tried to look up at the warrior’s expression by raising my head, but even this was not possible because of the transparent chains that were still tightly clamping my joints.

”go away. We’re busy.”

As if throwing uninvited guests at the doorstep, the saintess suddenly expressed her dissatisfaction with the hero.

After all this, what else is left?

It was around the time that I, who felt even a faint fear at the saintess’ sudden declaration, was shocked without expression.

”That’s right!”

A cheerful voice that was far from the worst that was expected.

Still, that expression was vague, but that lively resonance could never come out unless accompanied by a bright smile.

lived

I don’t know why, but now the hero was maintaining his composure.

It was a moment when the last days, when I repeatedly emphasized that the saintess was not in a sound state to the warrior who tried to draw the sword even if the saintess and I were hugging each other.

The desire to bow a hundred times to the hero for accurately pinpointing the pulse of this chaotic situation, which is difficult even for a boy detective wearing a bow tie, springs up spontaneously.

”Well sir!”

The lively high-pitched voice that followed followed to root out all the few seeds of doubt that had taken root in my thoughts.

What I realized was that it was just an illusion concocted by my brain, which had been damaged by successive shocks.

”Please wait! Father! I’ll finish it soon!”

It was the moment when I witnessed with my own two eyes the warrior slowly drawing his sword with a smile reminiscent of a bright sunflower right after he raised his head with difficulty.

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Pacan!

When he came to his senses, the warrior’s fierce blade had already reached the saintess’ nose.

A moment that is just a fleeting moment when it seems that even the blink of an eye won’t melt.

The series of movements boasted transcendental speed, to the extent that it was only possible to capture the remnants with my narrow eyesight.

But it wasn’t the part that really shocked me.

Cheolguk! Cheolguk!

The face of the saintess. The blade of the hero, who was standing right in front of him, occasionally emitted a hideous metal sound and twisted his body.

Its deadly appearance reminded me of a beast with a chain around its neck struggling to devour prey outside the range of the chain.

Something invisible was protecting the saintess from the hero’s sword.

The reason I was able to have confidence in that unfounded hypothesis was from the moment I insinuated that this translucent chain that was now wrapping around my body was somehow similar to something that was entangling the hero’s body.

”Hmm!”

With a light smile on his lips, the warrior wriggled his body calmly, and the hero seemed relaxed at first glance.

A thick vein protruding from her forehead hinted at the fact that she was in a state of high fever right now.

”Woof woof.”

It was then.

The saintess, who had been staring at the warrior wearing a dragon right in front of her nose for a long time, suddenly pointed her finger at her as if watching an animal beyond the cage of beasts.

Woof woof. A child’s term for a dog.

The remark, which was rather insulting to use to refer to a hero whose fate was to be entrusted to the system, was contributing to further apathy in the already icy surroundings.

”Whoa…”

The warrior with his head down took a moment to catch his breath.

It seemed more appropriate to view the soggy paralysis as an internal problem rather than an external factor.

It was the first time I had ever seen her, even as I had a fairly long relationship with her.

How long did that bloody silence last?

”Please explain!”

The warrior, who had been fixed on the ground for a while, raised his head vigorously and asked the saintess a question with a bright smile.

”The point of suddenly pulling out a knife and trying to pierce the saintess’ vital point! I apologize from the bottom of my heart right now! but! I can’t possibly overlook the fact that even a saint does such a disrespectful act to a priest!”

Although the corners of his mouth were drawn in an arc, there was no doubt that the smile was quite artificial compared to usual.

A trembling mouth. A brow with only one side unnaturally distorted. From time to time, to the appearance of nervously biting his lower lip.

It was safe to say that he was a typical specimen of a human who was barely holding back his boiling anger.

”but! There is an unavoidable situation! or! If all of this is due to my misunderstanding, I swear I’ll take this sword right now! I am a body that has received the expectations of the people of this island! Because you are a warrior! so! Please explain to me in detail the unavoidable reasons for this to happen! You’ll have to hurry! Because now I’m about to lose my cool!”

In my mind, I wanted to jump up right now and applaud the warrior.

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Just guessing how much agony the hero went through before he said that would be thrilling.

However, despite the hero’s constant efforts, the saintess, who was covering her ears, noticed that the hero’s request for conversation was just annoying.

”Woof woof. shut up.”

Pudeuk.

Right across from me, I heard a smile, or rather, the sound of a distorted emotion.

It was right after that that the sword and body of the hero, who had been tired of only sluggish movements so far, twisted his body vigorously.

Cheng Kang!

The chilling reverberation of the bloody waveform filled the cramped church, and judging from the agile behavior of the warrior who jumped up along with the dust from the center, it was clear that she was now in full combat readiness.

”I don’t know how they restrained me, but as soon as I confirmed that I could be cut off by force, the same method no longer works.”

The warrior, who had distanced himself from the saintess for a while, solemnly raised her sword in her direction and spoke solemnly.

Perhaps the hero didn’t know that he would break his restraints, so the rare saintess with her eyes wide open stared at the tip of the sword for a moment.

”I won’t give it. mine.”

”Wow!”

The saintess, who hugged my face tightly and buried it in her chest, proclaimed her upright will to the warrior, biting into my ear.

this is mine

An extremely simple and clear expression of will that even a child who has just started talking can understand.

The warrior’s reply to him was as follows.

”Right Now. Get those filthy hands off you.”

In that calm voice that reminded me of sometime in my memory, there was a clear dark murderous intent.