Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

How long has it been?

The glorious silver glow continued to shoot into the air to see if the output was still there.

No matter how deep underground dungeons are, there is a ceiling in the end, and it has nothing to do with that.

What's that hit the ceiling?

No, I don't know.

I have no idea what hit the ceiling. It seemed to me that the lightning bolt suddenly disappeared instead of hitting the ceiling.

What a brilliant light.

- I...

Somehow, Richa's silver hair was reflected in that light and felt like it was shining. It felt so beautiful. No wonder. Risha is beautiful. Even beautiful enough to feel old-fashioned.

"It's the light of the horoscope."

"..."

Risha was still staring at the silver flashes.

- Horseshoe.

The light of horoscope...

This crazy silver laser is the light of a machete, Lisa said. The place called Macau has not been cut off since the idol war.

There are no examples of witnessed or confirmed existence for hundreds of years, and after the end of the war, the Demons completely concealed their religion and disappeared.

Of course, the information about this place is extremely limited.

All about who the Demons are and what they live with is speculation, and the right information can be found in very rare ancient data. It's lost and gone, so I don't know.

For those who know it, it's almost common sense.

- Bugs and bumps.

At that time, Risha began to walk slowly to the front of the altar. And she reached out to the front of the altar and laid her hands on the pillar.

Is Risha aware of something?

"..."

I saw Claudie's face. Claudie was laughing at her head with a face that she wasn't sure about. I feel like I'm floating a bunch of question marks, like this cute girl.

"Risha."

Anyway, I went to Risha's side and called her.

"This is the light of horror?"

"..."

When she asked, Risha looked at me with a serious face, as if she was a little reluctant to answer, and then slowly turned her gaze back to the flash.

"This silver light... is a magical light."

His eyes were still looking at the flashes.

"Is that it?"

I think I know this right.

This silver light is the magic light.

So your sky is silver.

"Hahaha, this is something I know very well."

"..."

"My witch, I don't know everything but black magic, but what do you know?"

I stabbed Rica in the back with a smile.

I couldn't just let it go because it looked something serious.

Risha looked at my face for a moment for my actions.

"Huhu, huhu... After a while, something about her majors came out."

He smiled lightly and replied.

I think it's okay to laugh.

"You're a witch. Do you know anything about witches?"

I said I've done a lot of research on that side.

Of course I have to know better than anyone else.

I don't know anything else, but if you think about Risha's real age, there's nothing odd about knowing this. Isn't it easy for the past to know better?

By the way.

"... that the Maiden is a witch."

Risha shakes her head.

"How do you know the knowledge that was completely lost in the present day?"

"Yes?"

"Simply..."

Risha seemed to have made up her mind somehow.

"I only knew it from the beginning."

I've always known.

What do you want?

Knowledge of machetes?

"Hidden in a place like this..."

That said, Risha collects black magic energy into her hands and injects it into the altar.

- Geeing.

The altar that was running with it began to be quiet.

- Ts.

The flash that erupted gradually shrank.

As the altar moves, the sound that came out also becomes smaller and smaller.

Soon after, the altar was completely silent.

- Tuwook.

At the same time, the round sphere, which had become the center of energy in the center of the altar, collapsed and rolled this way.

- Torr.

The sphere seemed to be made of stone.

The surface was engraved with a strange pattern.

Risha summons the Black Magic Hand and grabs it.

- Ugh.

It's like the surface of a stone is cracked. And when the shells fell, a sphere of silver shined from the inside. I felt like I forgot some candy.

It seems that Silver Orb was the energy source of this altar. In fact, it was shining subtly on Risha's hands.

Risha is a genius.

I also knew how to use the altar.

"Risha? Do you know anything about this altar?"

"Ah..."

At that time, Claudie approached and said to Risha,

"You just said it was the light of the horoscope, right? So this is an altar to witchcraft?"

"..."

Risha nods at Claudie's question.

Altar of the Magical Realm...

"Risha."

I wrap my arms around Risha's waist, holding the Orb.

"If you're reluctant to tell me something, you don't have to."

"..."

An ocean that knows that Risha has a lot of secrets.

And maybe it has something to do with this.

"But whatever it is, just saying it doesn't make me feel weird. I don't care if Risha's over a thousand years old. Whatever you are, it doesn't change who I am."

"...?"

Let's assume that Risha was actually 1,000 years old.

Now that I'm in my late twenties, if I divide enough, I've lived roughly 35 times longer than I did, and I don't care about that at all.

No matter how old I am, being in front of me is a beautiful, good-looking, good-looking Risha. In the first place, age doesn't mean much.

It doesn't matter if you're a thousand or a hundred years old.

That's enough if you're pretty.

In the first place, Risha is not human.

"I'm thinking like that, so wouldn't you be angry or weird if you told me something like that? You don't have to think about this. I don't think about my girl badly."

Even if Risha is over 1000 years old, I don't care.

"Brother-in-law, a thousand years old!!! She didn't live that long!!!"

At this moment, a red-faced Risha opens her eyes wide and yells at me.

I think I want to defend myself against my age.

"What? How old are you?"

"Well, that's, uh..."

Risha sighs while restlessly squeezing her hand.

"Calm down, Risha. It's all right. You can say anything you want to say. I don't think it's weird, it's okay to come out with anything."

I took off the gauntlet and grabbed my shoulder to calm Risha down and said,

"Ugh..."

The red-faced Risha bites her lower lip while trying to avoid my gaze.

I'm trying to tell you something great.

Are you not a thousand years old, but five hundred years old?

If Risha cares about her age, she's embarrassed enough to want to hide it.

"I, really..."

Risha, who was so distracted, opened her mouth.

"Don't you think it's weird?"

"Of course! What have I ever done?"

"... none at all."

I've been living with my flesh biting and sucking every day, but now there's nothing strange to come here. Because there are things that people don't say to their family or close friends.

Of course, if you're a person, you have to.

No matter how believing, trusting, or loving they are, they don't deliberately tell you what it was like to be in middle school when you were sexually active. It is a precious memory in its own way and no different from its origins, but it is kept secret without telling anyone.

Of course, not saying this doesn't mean that anyone has just been betrayed.

It's like that.

- Ugh.

I put a little more power into Risha's shouldered hand.

"Hah... but the princess..."

Then, Risha looked me in the eye to see if it was decided.

"..."

I waited quietly for her words.

"... because it doesn't really matter anymore."

Risha opened her mouth.

"I thought I'd never have a problem without telling you my whole life."

It doesn't matter.

"Of course, somewhere in my heart... I may have been worried about buying your hatred or making it look bad, but I haven't been able to tell you... but it's true, isn't it? You hate evil."

"Huh?"

What is it?

"I swear by all my mother-in-law, I had no bad intention of deceiving you. She just didn't want to be hated by you... so I hope you'll listen to her given that."

What the hell is going on?

- Gulp.

The saliva went over.

And you are.

Risha said.

"The princess is a demon."

Risha's identity was that of the Devil.

"Okay... so, Risha. How old are you?"

"I mean, she's a demon."

"How old are you?"

"A thousand years old is an absurd shame!!! Don't take that seriously!!!"

"It's Lirichshashananai."

"Bo, didn't you say that she is a demon? No, why are you talking like you're older than that?!!"

I shouted face to face.

"The race doesn't matter at all!!!! Hilde is a circus and Ari is an alau!!!! Crucially Claudie is also a half-elf!!! The walls of my race are meaningless to me!!!!"

I don't care if it's the Demons!!!

I'm already multicultural, no! I'm a multiracist!!!

"So, Risha! Tell me your age!!!!"

"Argh...!"

It was that moment when the embarrassed Risha blushed her face.

"Cat."

- Screw it.

Claudie said as if whispering in my ear.

"No age."

"Ah."

"Don't ask."

"Yep."

I decided to close my mouth because there was a sharp bone planted in the horse.

As you can see, women are sensitive to age.

In fact, the only woman I know of my age is Winia. No, Ari was resurrected last spring, so is it okay to age? I don't know about this.

"Risha...!! I'll bury anything about my age! I don't care if I'm a thousand years old!"

"Well, don't you say you're not a thousand years old!!!"

"You're more evil than that! What the hell are you talking about!!!"

I was frightened late!!!

Risha was a demon!!!

Somehow I knew a little about horse-drawn machetes!!! I was a witch, so I was suspicious!!! Most importantly, the traits of Minotauros or Cyclops that I've never seen before. And I knew how to use that altar!!!!

- Silver!

Is that hair like a racial inheritance..!

"Why are you so surprised now...! She said she was very determined!!!"

"It's so shocking that I didn't recognize the moment!!! Risha! What the hell is going on? Tell me the truth!!!"

I grabbed Risha's shoulder and shook it and asked.

- Scream.

It led to a huge rainfall of Risha, concealed beneath the robe, which made me realize something else.

"I've been drinking horseradish milk...!"

Somehow it tastes good!!!!

"Aah! Calm down! I'll explain everything to you. Calm down!!"

"I've already calmed down!!"

I immediately stopped shaking Risha's shoulders.

"Haa..."

Risha sighs as she arranges her clothes.

"If it were a bed, I would have told you a story by passing on milk... I don't want to worry about the reaction."

It's okay here.

"Really... is it okay for your daughter to be a demon?"

Risha asked me again as if she was a little nervous.

"I don't know much about the Demons!!!"

I don't know what I'm worried about. Were you worried that if I were a demon, I'd suddenly hate it? That's really unimaginable.

"It's true, though, that the Rishas have nothing to do with anything."

"Ah..."

"Let's sit down."

I grabbed Claudie and Risha's hand and headed for the stairs of the altar. The women who followed me calmly sat beside me.

Claudie also noticed something interesting.

Risha just sat on her knees with her hands together.

"Tell me something. I may not have said it, but I can't take it now because I'm curious."

"Then... I see. You have to tell me the truth."

Let's hear it.

"Still, I don't know where to begin..."

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