Chapter 183 – 178 Saint Farhists
Isilite and Anne bloomed with each other’s stories, regardless of the deepening of the night.
Isilite’s dirty work as a mercenary, the circumstances in which she had no choice but to become a thief, and the journey with Hwanin from Leheel Village to this place, Farhist.
Anne tells the story of running out of her house and arriving here, Farghest.
=I have nothing to tell you because I threw away my name, surname, and house.=
= How is that possible? Looking at you, the house looks very rich…… Just let me go at home?=
For a noble family or a noble family, children are no different from chess pieces for the prosperity of the family. It’s like you can’t use a decent chess piece, but you’re just letting go?
Anne looked down at her hands with a self-deprecating grin of her own.
= I was a bitch in the family. I have to get married and let her go, but because of this, my cousins and relatives get annoyed when they see me, frown, and avoid dirty things……. I couldn’t stand it, so I said, ‘I’ll just leave empty-handed. Please erase my name from the spruce.’ And left.=
= Ugh……. So, did your parents let go too?=
=…….=
= I don’t think so…….=
= You tried to convince me somehow. But my relatives and cousins kept attacking my parents using me as an excuse. If I stayed like that, my parents would be in danger and I would be in danger too. If I’m going to be in danger, I’d rather be in danger by myself.=
Even though it was Isilite without her parents, I could understand a bit the decision Anne and Anne’s parents made.
=How was it after you left home?=
= What……. All I had was my body, so I started my career as a fighter. Thanks to his innate strength, he became quite famous…….=
One day, accidentally stepping on the door of the Church of the Land God, realizing the quality of Holy Art, awakening and becoming a Holy Fighter, training with classmates at the main body of the Church of the Earth God, and becoming a Freedom Holy Fighter belonging to the Church of the Earth God, and for a certain period of time after that The story flowed from Anne’s mouth that she had only flowed through the world following the wind and the clouds, fulfilling her duties every time.
Even in the midst of meeting people, she couldn’t make a close friend because of her size, and her daily life continued.
=I had friends, but they were only people who approached me based on my ability, like a doryeong…… What can I say, I didn’t feel like I needed a human being per se. There was no one who saw dew like you.
= Ahaha. Well, compared to Master, everyone is just a normal person…….=
Seeing Isilite’s shy smile, Anne also smiled.
Issilite looked at Anne as she moistened her lips with her tea and asked cautiously.
= By the way, isn’t Le Arwen her friend? You said she was friendly =
= Because I often see her face, fulfill her duties, and do her a few favors, it doesn’t mean that we’re close friends. =
Then she turns her head towards the place where her parents are and speaks with a faint look.
= Anyway…… Considering that she hasn’t been harmed since leaving home, her parents must have stopped her. …… I miss my parents.=
=Because she is a cute daughter no matter how rough she is.=
=Don’t say it’s rough!=
=Kyaa.=
Anne, who pulled Issilite over her thin blanket and covered it with her body, thought as she heard a small laugh coming from under her thin blanket.
She was told that the party she had been adventuring with for a long time considered her companions her family. In fact, if you look at the 10th or 15th year adventurers’ party, most of the people who think of her as their own body beyond one family.
‘Can I get a second family here too?’
I would be really happy if that were the case.
= So, what are you going to do now? Are you going to confess to the master?=
In response to Isilite’s question, who was squirming under the thin blanket, her Anne shut her mouth.
When the word “Confession” Comes out, it suddenly shrinks in disproportionate size. Issilite pulled off her blanket and slipped out, snorting and stroking her tousled hair.
= Look at how she mustered up the courage to confront her master and urged her to confess, then kept her mouth shut because it was her own business. =
= Yes, you are pretty. Big breasts…… Wow, look how I can’t get it all in my hands. Is this a chest or a pocket?=
=Oh, where are you touching!=
As her Anne’s hands writhed and massaged her own breasts, Isilite shuddered and swatted her Anne’s arms.
Anne asked, thinking that her hands were unexpectedly hot.
=You…… Is it okay if I get close to Doryong?=
=…….=
Seeing her not being able to answer, Anane thinks it’s true, and she thinks it’s right for her to distance herself from her dolyeong…… The moment she thought up, she heard a surprising answer.
=It’s okay.=
= Uh…….=
=There are many women besides you who like Master.=
“I like” Here doesn’t mean the girls in Changgwan or ordinary girls you meet while passing by.
=There are girls saved by the owner in a village called Yul-kam, and the lady named Baek Ryeo-gang I met in Wayford was a descendant of a 6th-class noble family. There is also a person named Elkata, but he lives with the same soul as the master. They are all people who have feelings of love or have feelings close to love.=
=Uh, um.=
= So are those people…… I decided not to be jealous of anyone who approached the master. I will only think of serving my master.=
Anne, White Ryeo Gangdo, and El Cata are all people whose mouths are wide open.
But what about me?
Anne said that she was envious of her because she was pretty, but Isilite was more envious of Anne.
Women who are good at cooking and have pretty faces are still everywhere. Moreover, if you get seriously injured while traveling or get old, your attractiveness as a woman will naturally decline.
However, Anne has unobtrusive power, a rare and rare job, and a lot of money.
That’s the law that gives a person a value that has nothing to do with age.
Isilite, who arrived in Farhist, realized something while going through various big and small things.
If she seduced her master with her body, she said it would diminish her self-worth. That the charm that seduced her with her body would easily fade over time.
Rather, she thought, it was human affection rather than a physical or mental relationship that kept a relationship with her master for a long time.
If you serve the master devotedly for a long time, he will not throw you away unless there are obvious flaws in the master’s personality.
Anne, reading her anguish of Isilite with her slightly bowed head, held her in her arms without a word from her. Issilite also leaned her head against Anne’s hard but soft breasts.
The night of two people with similar circumstances deepened.
Hwanin, who came out to the living room in the early morning when there was still a gloomy feeling, saw two women sitting across from each other at a table in the living room, drinking from each other.
It’s just vegetables. The alcohol…… If you sniff the intense scent that pierces her nose, she is a distilled spirit of at least 40 degrees.
= Ugh…… Doryeoong, how are you doing this? Ehehehe.=
= Huh. I’m sorry. I’ll prepare Baaru Shiksha…… Ekong.=
Seeing her ghost, Isilite, who got up from her seat, is staggered by her.
As if her semicircular canal function was paralyzed, she limped to stand up, her upper body lying on her stomach to the point where her breasts were compressed like steamed buns.
“…….”
It’s like a cat sticking its butt up.
Hwanin, who barely stared at the black panties that acted as underwear, silently raised Isilite and sat her down in a chair.
“Why did you drink so much?”
= I’m sorry. Annegaa, Mr. Gatti Ma, you keep trying to scare me……. Hee hee, juhinniying~.=
The figure of Isilite rubbing her face on her shoulder while holding her arm was full of charm that Hwanin had never seen before.
Always pretending to be shy, pretending to be shy, and then faithfully serving with a helper, seeing a cat like this gives me a new feeling.
Anne, on the other side of her, was sipping her clear liquor and looking toward her with delight.
Then, when her eyes meet with Hwanin, she immediately turns expressionless, and then her expression frowns as if she is sad.
= Doryeoong, you bad nomaaa. I’m just going to miss my first kiss…… Hee hee…….=
“Did you like it?”
= Do you have Sirley? …. It’s okay, I’m going to go to the middle of the day, and I’m going to go to the middle of the day…. I’m sorry….=
Isilite thumps her body back and forth in the midst of Anne’s sobriety, slams her head on her table, and she mumbles something she doesn’t know.
After staring at the two drunks for a while, Hwanin looked around the table.
Nearly 30 clear 1 liter glass bottles were empty.
In this world, normal alcohol is in wooden barrels. Beer or wine is usually fermented, and there is a strong perception that these wooden barrels are the alcohol of the common people.
On the other hand, liquor in a glass bottle is a high-class liquor that is only drunk in wealthy families or households with high prestige.
‘Is it the alcohol Anne brought out?’
Hwanin, who moved to the seat next to Anne, opened her unopened bottle and filled Anne’s glass. She then took her glass, which she didn’t know, and filled it halfway.
As she shakes the glass slightly, she blooms with an intense fruity scent.
“Ruler.”
=…… ?=
Hwanin offers her a glass of wine, but Anne does not follow her. She squeezes into the glass, bumps into it, and then drinks about 100ml of the liquid in one gulp.
Maybe because I drank it on an empty stomach, the strong alcohol stung my stomach. At the same time, a strong scent like a mixture of peaches and lemons filled my nostrils.
“It’s a good drink.”
The first taste was clean and the end taste was very mild. Like the screwdriver commonly known as the lady killer cocktail, it tastes like fruit.
Anne, who had stopped her crying and looked at her ghost with her blank face, also sipped the wine from her cup.
Hwanin asked as she watched her drink drip down her lips.
“Anne, what do you want me to do?”
=…….=
Anne, who swayed her nostrils as if she was heavily intoxicated and rocked her body a little, fell on her table and said,
= To a man…… Love… Baco sipper…….=
When Hwanin saw that the two women had grown together, he thought that she was doing well.
Last night, I heard Isilite and Anne talk openly until halfway through, but after that it became quiet and she thought she was going to bed, so she went to bed herself, but she couldn’t believe she had been drinking all night.
For her, being drunk is the same as trying to open her true heart.
The fruit has been peeled off and is in a state that is no different from claiming, “Please enjoy it.”
Moreover, Isilite fell asleep half asleep as she banged her head on the table and groaned. Compared to him, Anne’s tongue is twisted, but she is capable of reasoning. There is no need to worry about who to choose first.
First of all, Isilite is put in her room, and after having her Anne pour out her emotions with the help of her alcohol, she performs the ritual.
After that, if you wake up Isilite and hold her in your arms through persuasion, most problems will be solved.
Of course, at first, both will be confused. In particular, Anne’s confusion will be great, but if she shows herself embracing Isilite, there is a high possibility that Anne and she will agree, being influenced by the feelings and actions she showed from a few days ago.
As such, she now has work to do in this position.
Heart-checking work.
There is a high probability that problems will arise in the future if you expand and embrace what you describe as a man without pointing out yourself as you are now.
You have to make sure you recognize yourself correctly and say you want to sleep.
Hwanin replies to Anne by revising some of her plans on the spot.
“Does that mean that it doesn’t matter even if it’s not me?”
=…….=
Anne did not answer with her head bowed. Hwanin could clearly see what troubles Anne was going through as if she could hold her hand.
She refills her cup, which is her last hope, and refills her own cup as well.
Braided-
Anne lifted her head at the slight shock from the glass in her hand, and as she watched her phantom drink her drink, she tipped her glass herself too.
Half of her drink drips down her mouth. Hwanin took out her handkerchief and wiped her spilled alcohol, she said.
“What are you afraid of?”
=…….=
“Are you afraid that you will be rejected after expressing your honest feelings, or will you be rejected?”
Seeing Anne’s small nod of her head, Hwanin thought it was justified.
She has lived a life without a relationship with a man for decades. She has lived through only being rejected by men. If you are rejected even by the person you considered your last hope and last thread, you won’t even have the heart to live anymore.
However…….
“You have to buy a lottery ticket to increase your chances of winning. There is nothing more foolish than doing nothing and waiting for luck to come.”
=…….=
“Are you one of those fools too?”
= I don’t like it, and I don’t know what it hurts…….=
“Are you really satisfied with that? Are you really satisfied with suppressing your heart, killing your hopes, not moving for fear of being hurt, not knowing anything about being a frog in a well, and comforting yourself by saying that you haven’t done anything wrong?”
Fluff.
Anne frowned at her, half buried her face in her arm. Although she is drunk, it is proof that she somehow understands what Hwanin is saying.
Anne said in her irritation.
= Dooryeong is a babu…….=
“…….”
=That’s why it’s more scary.=
She whimpers and says as if Anne is annoyed. She gets annoyed, and perhaps because the spirit of the drink has gone a little, her words become clearer.
= It’s scary because I like it……. Because the spirit has improved… If you get rejected by the lord, really…… Because I feel like I’m really going to despair this time…….=
I don’t want to be depressed anymore. If you are rejected by the person who moved your heart for the first and last time, there will be a storm that is different from the previous one, but I don’t have the confidence to endure it.
So it’s scary, but what is this fool saying now? You can’t be satisfied I’m flirting with a guy too…… It might be impossible to do that, but I still want to have sex, have children, and hear what my mother says.
“Is the person you want to do that with me?”
=That’s stupid!=
Afterwards, Hwanin let out a laugh that was permeated with the scent of her alcohol and gave Isilite his gaze. In the meantime, Isilite had completely fallen asleep.
After stroking Anne’s head, Hwanin lifted Isilite, who had fallen asleep on her table, into her princess’s embrace, and headed for Isilite’s room.
Anne, who had been staring blankly at her, was filled with sorrow as she saw her phantom enter Isilite’s room, and her tears and runny nose filled her with tears.
Finally…… Men only like pretty and thin women…….
With her face buried between her arms, Anne cursed her world and despaired, thinking that she had no confidence to live on anymore…… How about her hand caressing her nape? She did and lifted her head.
“…… Not a very pretty face, stained with the snot of her tears.”
= Oops…….=
Seeing Anne hurriedly wiping her face with a towel, her Hwanin spread her command with her lowest level spirit. And he lifted her Anne up.
Although her height difference is roughly 30 cm, she has no problem lifting like a princess.
= Huh?!=
Anne, who was embraced by her princess, stood upright in amazement.
“If you don’t want to fall, stay calm.”
Anne asked cautiously, feeling her heart pounding in the arms of a princess she had never experienced before.
= Oh, it’s not heavy…… ?=
“I can’t say it’s as light as her feathers.”
= Big. …… What do you mean?=
“I mean, don’t ask when you know.”
=Kick-kick-kick.=
Anne giggled at Hwanin’s sly answer, but inside she was moved to tears.
Even in reality, her eyes are getting moist.
Except when she was very young, ever since she started talking to her, even her father felt burdened and refused to touch her. He hasn’t approached a man or a woman since he grew up.
But if she hugs and lifts her without hesitation, she would never be light…….
‘Was the man’s arms this warm?’
After a while, Hwan-in entered her room, which was Anne’s only room, which she had never used, and carefully put her Anne on her bed.
Anne, who had been immersed in the afterglow of emotion, was belatedly startled.
Uh, why did you take her to her room? …… You must have brought me to sleep Yeah, I’m going to say good night and leave her room. It will.
Inside, she was Anne, who struggled with negative imaginations, but somewhere in her heart, she felt a feeling of anticipation rearing her head that even she could not explain.
Hwanin smiled lightly at Anne, who showed such emotion on her face, and hugged her on the cheek and kissed her on the lips.
If you go as far as the deep kiss where she puts her tongue in, it’s a light kiss where only your lips lightly touch each other because you’re going to pass out or get your fists flying or maybe one of the two.
Her head was small enough to be compared to Isilite’s, so the kiss itself was not difficult. Even her breath had a fruity scent and phytoncide, or a slightly forest-like scent, so she wasn’t offended.
Even if it smelled subtle, she wouldn’t mind because of the amount of aura that flowed through her lip contact.
=…… Dodo, doryong. Me… I…….=
Hwanin stopped her talking by lightly placing her index finger on Anne’s lips as she was about to say something.
“Anne. I had no pity or sympathy for you. Everything I showed until today was my heart without a single lie.”
=…….=
“I showed you all my heart. How are you? Do you have the courage to move forward to a different tomorrow?”
= I, I…….=
