Chapter 147 – Dalian
Hans was preoccupied with paying attention to his seniors.
Whilst swinging their weapons, the eyes of the seniors glared at them.
The things that took away precious moments between you and your sister-.
The heat and sweat exhaled by the 12 men created hazy steam. It was cheesy, pleasant, and very frustrating.
Thanks to this, the writers who had been hanging around since the morning to see Monica and Lily’s udders quietly avoided their seats.
The law is far away, but the fist is close. Their spirit is ferocious – I was frightened at the thought that sparks might fly at me.
“Hey dude, youngest.”
“Yes! Seniors!”
At the call of the second senior, Hans stood up and approached.
“Is my little sister interested in that blonde-haired bastard, or is that damn fine black-headed girl?”
The eyes of the seniors focused on Hans.
Now, Hans was buying half trust and half suspicion.
It was because Marjorie, who was lying to them, was the only person she depended on was Hans. Marjorie herself thinks that she managed to trick them, but she was not the kind of person who could lie.
Since Hans knew that too, she thought that in order to deceive her seniors, she needed to reveal even a little bit of the truth…
Anyway, while the seniors were suspicious of Hans, they were giving him a chance. Are you trying to trick us too – I’m asking.
Hans felt cold sweat running down his back and pointed at his black head with his chin.
I’m a baby.
As Hans watched, his sister felt some kind of emotion toward Seo-jun.
I don’t know how things will turn out in the end, but I had to give these hyenas something to chew on. Before you bite yourself…
Also, it was the same thing that bothered Seo-joon like a thorn in his neck.
My sister doesn’t make a face like that. Such a girlish expression… It was a face neither Hans nor these seniors had ever seen before.
I don’t know anything about the author of Seo-joon, but Marjorie’s every move was like a life-and-death struggle for the twelve men here.
They were looking for a reason to live in Marjorie.
When Marjorie laughs, they laugh, and when Marjorie cries, they cry too.
Of course, the most important thing is that she should be an eternal idol. She is our only idol -.
Even if the author Seo-joon does not have the heart to do so, it will be difficult for him to easily get over it. If you have such a mind… You will definitely have to prepare for death.
“Kaak Tue-! Yeah, I kinda thought it was him. From the first time I saw it, I didn’t like the way it was topped.”
The third senpai, who was the most filthy and selfish, broke her neck.
“Don’t give up-.”
“Yes, senior.”
When the first one tapped on the shoulder, the third smiled and approached Seojun and Ian. Marjorie, who had been glancing at him the whole time, was startled as if she had been burned and ran.
Look at me, look at me…
Although the taste is bitter, it was clear that sister had some kind of feelings for the author Seo-joon-.
I just hope it’s not love…
&
“Hey, black head-.”
“Hello.”
Seo-joon glanced at the large man approaching, casting a shadow.
I was watching Ian’s posture again, but Ian couldn’t concentrate at all. It was because of that man who cast a shadow beside her and let out a strong snort.
So Seo-jun let out a sigh and turned to him again.
“What is it?”
“Let’s do sparring or a game.”
As her man grinned and said that, Margery came over and grabbed him.
“Muh, what kind of sparring! You guys promised not to interfere!”
As you can see, they are already out of Marjorie’s control.
This was the chronic problem of the Red Fox Mercenaries.
These are the ones who would do anything for Marjorie, but at the same time, there were only those who loved her—they wouldn’t let her go if even the slightest bit of her offended squire appeared.
Even if Marjorie showed signs of dislike-
“Yes? No, sister, I just said let’s fight…”
“Dae, Dalian or whatever! We decided to move because you guys assured us that you wouldn’t cause any problems! Are you going to be like this from day one?”
“Ah, no, I didn’t mean to upset you, sister… I’m sorry Yuu-“
He framed Marjorie as the perpetrator, putting on the face of a battered, intimidated bastard.
Marjorie’s point of view is that her heart is weakened immediately. Phrase phrase-I’m sorry sister~ She pats the back of her big man who is rubbing in her arms-.
“Then let’s do it.”
Just as he wished, Seo-joon pushed Ian’s back.
To be precise, I would have wanted to stick with Seo-Jun rather than Ian, but this side should have something left too.
Ian needed a sparring partner, and it was a good thing.
Ian was a little surprised that Seo-joon suddenly pushed his back, but when he faced him, his body rather heated up.
Seo-joon is a giant tree that he cannot look up to. Lily is an archer, and Monica has just taken her first steps – how sad it was that she hadn’t had a suitable opponent.
“Um, are you okay…?”
Margery seemed concerned about Ian.
As Seo-Jun would have known, this blonde-haired kid didn’t catch her eye. To be honest, it seemed too weak. Isn’t that an infinitely innocent face that doesn’t go well with swords and bloody battles at all?
Since ancient times, if you are a man, if you are a man, you must have a strong taste like the third one here…
“Yes, I am fine. If you don’t mind with that person, it’s rather me who wants to ask for sparring.”
But seeing those clear maroon eyes, her mouth fell shut. Is it the main character’s magic? He was an eye that drew people in many ways.
As Margery looked at the third, he sniffed and nodded his head.
Seureung-
The man who immediately pulled out his sword and stood opposite Ian-.
Seojun held Ian’s shoulder and spoke.
“The opponent is one head taller than you. That’s how strong it is and the reach will be long. Relative law?”
“Dig in as much as possible. If you can win by force, then by force, if not by force, then by speed-“
“Okay, take a good look at your feet.”
Seo-joon patted him on the back with a bang.
Swordsmanship or anything, there was nothing to use the head for. The only thing Ian learned was the Samjae sword method. We will fight based on honest strength and speed.
“Hey, Ian!”
“Are you okay…?”
Monica and Lily came over and took care of Ian’s condition. He wiped the sweat from his temples and brought water to wet his lips.
While practicing with Seojun, I sweated all the way, but my body was just relaxed. Condition was the best.
“Huh! Are you okay!”
Ian answered with a loud voice and his eyes lit up. She went and stood in front of the man with a courageous appearance befitting the main character.
Thirdly, Ian, who was worried and supported by the two women with big breasts, was a bit annoyed, but not that jealous. Because she was only Lee to him. Since ancient times, women thought that the smaller the breasts, the more attractive they were.
From his point of view, those two were girls far out of the strike zone. My chest was too big. That’s something, it’s not even a cow…
“I’d like a handful, please.”
Ian politely bowed his head to the third and drew his sword.
The state of the sword that reflected light in all directions was quite good.
As the blade was made of solid iron, its condition varied greatly depending on how it was maintained. No matter how good a sword was made by a master craftsman, it would quickly corrode if it cut a person’s throat and didn’t wipe off the blood.
He was a guy who at least knew how to handle a sword. The third eye narrowed.
“I don’t give players. Oshu.”
Honey-Swallowing saliva, Seo-jun and Marjory’s mercenaries retreated in a circle.
The passers-by immediately slowed down and clung to the fence – just like the last time, they started watching. The gambling table did not open.
No matter how hard I looked, I could see the end of the game.
As for the difference in physique, the opponent was the red fox’s mercenary.
Ian glanced at his opponent with his dark maroon eyes.
The opponent uses a sword. Among them, the most common longsword. The blade was wide. The weight will be significant. Not only was it longer than his own, but his limbs were as long as his big frame.
As Seo-jun said, the difference in reach was extreme. The disadvantage of widening the distance was this side.
I fixed my eyes on the opponent’s footsteps and the wrist that turned the sword lightly.
Since the opponent had conceded a player, he was the one who had to move first.
Ian has always been plagued by his desire to test his strength.
After leaving the village, he met many people with weapons, but he hadn’t really bumped into them properly.
So, I wanted to take this opportunity to show Seo-jun, Lily, and Monica how far my strength has reached – and how strong I have become. Also, he himself…
I was a little nervous, but at the same time, I felt a sense of exhilaration that made my back tingle.
Ian kicked off the floor and jumped straight up with a heavy yet lighter step.
Fault-
The opponent pouted the sword.
It was a clash.
