Chapter 220 – #49_Retrospective(4)
#218
One.
After the one-sided sparring, which is embarrassing to even call it training.
Eloa returned to her hotel.
I had an appointment with Branch Manager Sua this afternoon, but the training ended earlier than scheduled, so I had some time left.
She sat in the lounge, ordered her cup of coffee, and thoughtfully, she reflected on what had happened today.
In the first place, it was Elroa herself who suggested her teaching so that she could handle the ‘Contract of the King of All Diseases’ skillfully.
There are two meanings implied in it.
One, as previously announced, is to protect and monitor him from the surroundings and wait for Ea’s interference.
The other one…
It was because of the anticipation that if you see him, you will be able to see even a piece of Raffy’s beautiful sword dance, which you can no longer see.
That was the only thing left to remember about Raffy.
“…….”
However, Eloah’s expectations flowed in a beautiful, futile direction.
King of All Byeongji’s contract is definitely one of the most useful magnetism magics in close combat.
It naturally tells you how to move your body and how to handle weapons.
However, even if they ride the same high-performance two-wheeled vehicle, the output of an ordinary person and an athlete is completely different.
Siwoo’s movements couldn’t even reach Raffy’s toes.
And I will never see you again.
“It’s just too bad.”
I know that this is not something to rebuke Siwoo.
It’s not really a rebuke at all.
He just blows a bitter sneer at himself who had his own expectations.
“What do you mean?”
Branch manager Sua sat across from Eloa, who was muttering to herself while sipping coffee.
Even though he must have been busy dealing with the previous accident for a few days, he did not show any signs of tiredness.
The hanbok, which was not modernized, was decorated in colorful colors.
Just by sitting across from her, it seems that the luxurious hotel lounge exudes an antique atmosphere.
“It’s earlier than expected.”
“There’s no way the girl will wait for you.”
Sua replied with a graceful smile.
Even cute words like that don’t come out of my mouth usually, so I can say that the current branch manager Sua is in a good mood.
“I heard that you brought in a new disciple.”
“There’s no such thing as a disciple. I’m just giving you insignificant lessons.”
“If you notarize your identity and look at the background, if you even succeed in the martial arts, wouldn’t it be no different from a disciple?”
“Teacher, today you’re too lazy.”
Looking at Tiphareth, who was embarrassed, Sua smiled.
She had been watching Tiphareth for a very long time.
Since she lost her disciple, she saw Tiphareth burning herself solely to avenge her.
After the object of her revenge disappeared, she denied reality and saw Tifereth, who was being destroyed by emptiness and futility.
How could she not be happy as an old friend now that she has finally gotten away from her keyword of revenge and entered into a new relationship?
In front of branch manager Sua, smiling with a smile, Ti Ferret sipped her coffee with her wry smile.
“However, you were disappointed. What do you mean by haom?”
“Actually….”
Tipperette told her about sparring lightly with Siu this morning.
“The spirit to get up again after falling down is imaginable… It remains to be seen how long that will last. Actually, I’m not sure if that persistence will benefit him.”
“Hmm…”
Sua made a subtle expression.
Eloa said it in passing, but she could definitely feel it.
After losing her disciple and even the object of her revenge, Elroa is projecting her empty heart of missing her disciple onto a man named Siwoo Shin.
She says that she is for her surveillance, but in fact, she dares to claim to be her teacher and gives her teachings because she wanted to find the image of Raffy in him to some extent?
“Maybe it would be better to quit for him. If you try to catch both rabbits in the middle of nowhere, you’re likely to miss them both.”
“Gwiju.”
Sua rebuked Eloa with a beautiful jade sound.
“Not everyone is born with the blessings of nothingness as overflowing as that of Gwiju.”
“But…”
“The purpose of the lord’s attempt to teach him martial arts is presumptuous, but isn’t it because he needed a place to rest?”
Sua spoke very softly, trying not to mention Rafi.
Eloah is stronger than anyone Sua knows, but also weaker than anyone else.
She was well aware of the state of her being, who had not taken on her new apprentice witches and had not even taken her own life to wield her sword.
Like pottery with a lot of cracks, it was in a state where even the slightest touch made a rustling sound.
“I don’t deserve a break.”
In spite of her careful remonstrance, Elroa responded with a very firm voice.
It’s not that I resent Sua.
It was the severity that a person who could not forgive himself showed to himself.
“Even a mere beast needs time to catch its breath. To achieve what you want…”
“Mr. Sua, I don’t even have anything to ask for.”
It was a tired voice.
Arguably, it was the first time that Sua had ever seen Eloa make her ostensibly weak sound.
Because of this, her spine tingled.
I even felt a sudden chill.
Because, based on her long experience, she could guess what Eloa was thinking.
To end one’s own life.
I.E. Suicide.
There are probably only two reasons why she didn’t end her life right away.
Because we are not 100% sure whether Ea Sadalmelik is alive or dead.
Because she’s on the hunt for an enemy knight.
“Gwiju, how about you wait a little longer…?”
“What do you mean?”
“It may not have been enough to measure the bowl in just one day, one couple. Aren’t there some talented people who die in the long run? Of course, I’m not blaming Gwiju’s eyes…”
The words of Branch Manager Sua, who always spoke in a clearing, choked her jaw.
I wasn’t interrupted or disturbed.
The realization that her best friend would leave at any moment was such a fear that it took her breath away.
“…Your words make sense.”
Eloa’s expression was not very convincing.
Seeing Sua’s pale expression, she could tell that she was just flirting.
“By the way, what happened to the red knight case?”
“Considering the ‘white knight’ you discovered and the surrounding circumstances, it is likely that they colluded with the public. It is probably the work of the ‘cowardly witch’…”
“Okay, if there’s any progress, feel free to contact me.”
Watching Eloah get up from her seat first, Sua belatedly called her.
“Tifereth.”
Eloa, who hesitated for a moment, slowly looked back at her.
Even looking back at when the last smile blossomed on that face was just a distant past.
“What’s going on?”
Suddenly, it occurred to me that I should tell you this before it is too late.
“…Thank you for being the girl’s best friend until now. And please take good care of me in the future as well.”
“Sensei Sua also says such a strange thing.”
Elroa smiled bitterly and turned her body to her guest room.
2.
Sharon had been examining her stigma that Siu had pierced with his overwhelming magical power all night.
After making a coffin of the four elements for the first time in a while, Sharon sat cross-legged and closed her eyes to look at her child.
Consciousness sucked into unconsciousness contemplates and observes the state of stigma endlessly.
It was amazing.
A thin strand of magical power flows through the three strokes, which were completely disabled due to incomplete succession.
Of course, it wasn’t magic that Sharon could intentionally control, but it was a miracle that the stigma that had been silent was revived no matter what she did.
If I had to use an analogy, would it feel like her toes are regenerating, when all of her capillaries were necrotic and only had days left to fall off?
Even when she saw it with her own eyes, she couldn’t believe it easily.
“Whoa…”
She tried to bring in and analyze the knowledge within her stigma as best she could, but it was impossible.
But there is nothing to regret.
Compared to the past, when we couldn’t even approach it, this alone is a huge step forward.
When Sharon opened her eyes and came out to the living room, an exhausted Siu was stretched out on her sofa.
“What? When did you come?”
“A… 30 minutes ago…”
After rolling and rolling over and over for two or three hours, Siu was almost crawling on the floor like green onion kimchi.
Looking back, I don’t know how I got down from the rooftop to the sofa.
“Did you get hit a lot?”
“It didn’t hurt… It’s just tough.”
How can you be fine when you blow, shake, and beat people like swaddling clothes?
Still, since she actively stepped forward to do it first, she did not give up, but she felt like pork cutlet meat.
“What do you think?”
“What?”
“Duke Tiphareth.”
“It’s so hard. I can’t even put a finger on it.”
“That’s right. How can I be full on the first drink?”
It feels like being fooled by a dead person in a fighting game.
The only difference is that he pointed out what needs to be fixed instead of sarcastically saying, “Yeah~ Did you memorize the frame table?”
But all of her advice is easy to say.
If you try to follow it, it’s hard to put a single thing into practice.
“Ugh, what if we’re having a hard time? I’ll have to cheer you up.”
“Ouch! Don’t stick around. I’m sweating.”
“How are you?”
Sharon hesitantly approached her and hugged her tightly.
She must have felt uncomfortable because she was sweating so much that her hair was soaked.
There is not a hint of reluctance.
The problem is that the hug is so tight that I feel the pain in her limbs where she was screaming in the first place.
It was a huge muscle pain.
Well, even professional martial arts players get exhausted after sparring, but Siwoo only believed in the durability of his spiritual body and sparred repeatedly.
“I need to wash it.”
“Can’t I just ask for magic…?”
“No, I’ll wash myself.”
Sharon gave her mischievous smile and then floated Siwoo’s body with her magic.
She laid Siu, who had been transported in anti-gravity, into her bathtub and undressed him.
“Hurrah. Hurray.”
“I can take off my clothes.”
“No no, it’s hard. Stay still.”
Siu raised his hand in silence while grumbling.
The top that was clinging to the skin is removed, revealing the upper body with prominent muscles.
Sharon involuntarily swallowed her saliva.
A body that somehow seemed to have been forged in actual combat rather than muscles that were bred through reckless exercise.
When the spiritual body, which maintains the body in the most optimal condition, and the male body meet, a figure resembling a Greek statue emerges.
It’s sweat that oozes masculinity.
Originally, sweat is dirty.
It doesn’t feel dirty at all.
Rather, I don’t know why my heart is pounding so much.
Maybe it’s because of the pheromones.
It also reminds me of Siwoo being hit against a wall in the refrigerator before sparring with the Duke.
His harsh voice and actions that made him unable to move as if he was tying up his body.
As the memories add up, it seems that the body has somehow become a furnace of desire.
“Bah, I need to take off my pants too.”
“No, because I do…”
“No way! It’s hard!”
“This is more heartbreaking.”
After struggling for a while, Siwoo and Sharon’s struggle eventually led to Sharon’s victory.
It was because he took off Siwoo’s pants and panties with a triumphant, but somewhat elated expression.
Feeling as if he had returned to his days as a slave, Siu looked up at Sharon awkwardly.
You can guess what she’s thinking by the atmosphere now.
“Sharon, I’m sorry, but I really run out of stamina…”
Sharon took off her shirt without saying a word.
Then, she quickly takes off her dolphin pants that exposed her white thighs and her underwear that covered the arsenic.
Sharon climbed into the spacious bathtub where two people could lie comfortably.
Even when she thought she was going to faint because she was really struggling, when she saw her naked body, the lower part of her body naturally started to bleed.
“You can leave it to me… I said I’ll cheer you up…”
“Hey hey hey…”
Sharon didn’t say a word and layered her own on Siu’s sweaty body.
Now, I can’t think of anything about recovering the stigma through sex.
There was only one desire to be hugged by him.
