Labyrinth City Mesugaki Pawn Shop

88. Hidden secrets (1)

In an instant, the spirits of the witches surrounded all sides.

A true arena for anglers seeking food.

-Our Einheri is strong…

-Einheri, touch this.

Gyaaak Guwaaak.

I ended up looking like a dick because I made fun of my mouth once.

“Kyaaak! What are you doing! Cover, cover!”

As the witches, who had only souls left, were about to throw off their robes and charge head-on, it was Sofia screaming in fright who reached out to save them.

“Mi, crazy! Everyone is crazy, really!”

-Hey, if you haven’t met a man for 300 years, you’ll be talking about that, right?

-I’m 500 years old! Conversation! The conversation alone has already become so much fun!

-Uh… I like Sophia better…?

-…?

-Ress,sss…

“Go in! Go in! Everyone is prohibited from coming out!”

-From today, we will not give in to the violence of the armband and condemn the oppression…! We are not weak and we will overcome this oppression and prove our worth…

As Sophia vigorously waved her hand around, the many witches’ souls were scattered in an instant.

All that was left was Sofia, whose face was flushed red.

“Uh… Ugh…”

Sophia, who couldn’t bear to turn her face this way, eventually…

“As expected, I apologize with death…!”

“Calm down, calm down.”

It was Mr. Maxwell who managed to catch this distraught princess.

Bean!

Sophia clutched at her red, swollen bump on one side of her forehead, and bowed her head, her tears welling up.

“…Sorry for the fuss, it’s the first time I’ve seen anything like this… Actually, no one has seen the witches.”

“How on earth can you see a crap?”

Even Yan’s eyes are filled with questions, no, well, I don’t even know! How do you explain what you just see!

“Have you ever had an unusual person among your blood relatives? I can only grasp the existence or nonexistence by feeling.”

“…I don’t know anything about that.

“If not, do you remember seeing something unusual or special recently?”

“Hmm…”

Something special…

Instead, I have memories of seeing it as something terrible.

…..Crawling Chaos, Lord of a Thousand Forms.

The worst mental pollutant and the outside god that can’t collapse the mind just by looking at it, tearing it to shreds.

“Wow!”

As soon as I thought of those tentacles, I vomited.

He couldn’t help but frown as he felt the bitterness of the gastric juices rising up to his throat.

“Dae, what did you think of, Einheri?”

“We will never see each other again…”

It’s enough to go through that hardship once, but twice isn’t enough.

Sophia came closer and stared at my face as she stared at me.

What was in those eyes was looking at someone other than myself.

“Honestly, I don’t know what to say right now…”

“Yes?”

“When I was young, when I said I could see witches, I was treated like a psychopath…”

With the bloodline of the imperial family, the princess’s strange behavior was never a good thing.

“I once thought that maybe I was really weird, and that the wandering witches in front of me were actually all the result of my insanity.”

“Because I was able to see it alone…”

“I was called by doctors every time, and whenever strange behaviors popped out because I couldn’t handle it properly, bad rumors circulated around me. At least, the Magic Tower verified it, and people like Maxwell proved that what I was seeing and hearing wasn’t a lie… But I was always lonely. Other people don’t understand because they never see, because my vision is different. But it’s okay, now that I know for sure that it’s not like that, because I know that the same person exists… That, so…”

Sofia bowed her head and held out her hand to me.

“Chi, can you be friends with me…?”

Her face was not visible, but her ears, exposed through her blonde hair, were red.

…Can I accept this?

No, I’m more of a commoner than that. He is a man with no surname and only a name?

Are commoners friends with the imperial princess?

It would be a relief if the knights didn’t attack and cut my throat right away.

I looked at Maxwell to see if this was really okay, and he shrugged.

“How is it, I don’t really care. I am a serf without a family name.”

“Ah.”

“There is nothing more foolish than being bound by your status. At least I think so.”

Then…

“Now, thank you.”

When I held my outstretched hand and shook it up and down, I immediately saw Sofia’s face with her head up.

A bright smile, her blonde hair was shining dazzlingly as the sunlight hit her.

…Of course there was one person who didn’t like the sight very much.

“Hey, I’m banned from going out for the next week.”

“…Yes?”

“Anyway, it’s forbidden. Anyway.”

Kyaoong.

Yan’s hair stood out as if to cut off Sofia and me with an angry face, like a cat that had been deprived of Chuu.

“I… I have to protect… I can’t be taken away by a stray cat…!”

For some reason, behind Yan, who was heavily drugged, the witches who had been thought to have disappeared at Sophia’s cry appeared and were smiling sinisterly.

-Overcoming differences in social status…

-How to become a friend and become a honey.

-Now, it’s an important part that makes the NTR part that comes later stand out.

-?????

-Get that bastard off!

Behind the countless witches, Yan was dragging the crying Sofia.

“Ah..! Yan! Yan!”

“I will build all the things that covet crap!”

I don’t know where to begin to solve it. As I was standing there holding onto my pounding head, someone tapped me on the shoulder.

“Ah… Mr. Maxwell.”

“Never mind those crazy witches.”

“See what the situation is…?”

“Wouldn’t they be fighting while grabbing each other’s hair, wondering if it’s you or me?”

You can’t even see it, but it’s accurate.

“It is said that becoming friends is simpler than that, but you know the reality won’t be so smooth, right?”

“No, you just said it was okay-.”

” I don’t really care about ‘I’, but I don’t know what the other nobles or His Majesty will think. Oh, by the way, I’m not here alone.”

Then he glanced around.

“Because invisible bodyguards everywhere will report on their own. By the way, I can’t even touch the report. It’s direct to His Majesty.”

Damn it, you crazy swordsman.

“In that report, you probably look like a bastard No. 13 Who has penetrated the gap in the heart of the princess who is stupid and having a hard time, and should be hung up in the square with his head cut off right now.”

“…But why is it number 13?”

“What do you think happened to the first 12 people?”

With the gesture of slashing his neck with his index finger, I could tell what had happened even without saying anything.

I immediately hit my head on the floor.

“I don’t know anything. I didn’t see anything and nothing happened.”

“If you don’t know anything… Did you play with the princess?

f*ck! People say they get together.

There is nothing else between that witch and the house!

But there was no way Maxwell would bring up such a story for nothing.

“…..What do you want?”

“Well, it’s nothing special. Rather, it should be seen as a very good proposal.”

A good offer cannot come first, and good conditions are hard to find, in this world where all sorts of scams are prevalent-.

“Do you have any plans to learn a sword from me?”

“…Yes?”

An unexpected proposal came.

“When I see you, you look talented, so with a sword.”

“Me, me?”

It was an unexpected story.

“It’s not that my body is unique or anything like that. But you have one of the most important things about a swordsman.”

I was examining my body at the word that I had talent, but Maxwell pointed at my eyes with his index and middle fingers.

“Snow.”

“Snow?”

“Your eyes are very good, to an abnormal level.”

“Is it because you saw witches?”

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“It has nothing to do with seeing witches. When I hit Sophia on the head, the scabbard’s trajectory followed, right? Normally you don’t even see it or figure out what’s going on, but it shook, but it’s no ordinary talent to figure out the movement.”

At the same time, Maxwell’s hand, which had been still, was suddenly swung toward my neck.

I reflexively took a step back and threw his head back, but unfortunately, Maxwell’s blade had already reached my neck.

“The sight is abnormally developed compared to the reflexes of the body, it feels like the head and body are playing separately. It’s as if the head was taken off somewhere before and it was in the strongest physical body~”

Maxwell was 150 years ago without Ali, but he was quickly overlooked.

At the time, the body I stayed in was the strongest body that could satisfy the conditions for wearing the holy sword without any equipment, in other words, did staying in that body help me…?

It wasn’t that I couldn’t bring anything from the past.

It would not have been strange at all for Maxwell to see it that way, given that he was able to recreate the overwhelming vision he had become accustomed to while handling that body to some extent even in this body now.

Certainly, what Maxwell brought out was on good terms.

It is said that the best swordsman of this era, the one and only swordsman of the empire, directly teaches the sword, but there was no way that the world would flow so easily.

Whether I want to or not, learning the sword from Maxwell is… Entangled.

In all external relations related to him, I will not be able to avoid it either.

As he thought deeply, Maxwell smiled slightly inexplicably.

“Your head seems to work better than I thought.”

“If you only listen to good things, you will go bankrupt. You have to think about the return in order to live well in this harsh world.”

“If you say you learn swordsmanship from me, you will be guaranteed one thing. At least that number 13 won’t happen.”

“…That is very fortunate.”

“If you come under my shadow, you will probably be treated as a quasi-nobility?”

It’s a semi-noble, nabal, and it’s a real specification to get caught up in something absurd.

“…So, what do you really want to learn about the sword?”

“Actually, I am not the princess’ escort.”

“Yes?”

“Rather, he is more like a supervisor. Do you think witches need escorts?”

Becoming a witch meant reaching the pinnacle of magic, and attaching an escort to such a person was inconsistent.

Even Yanman, who was a witch candidate, blew her meteorite and turned the ground upside down.

But…

“Hee hee! I’m sorry, Yan-nim, please, as much as the slime tank hyung…!”

Looking at Sophia, who was reversed by Yan as the other witches who had entered her body were afraid to step back…

“Wouldn’t you need an escort?”

“…Let’s make an exception for that.”

It was a sight that left even Sword Saint Maxwell speechless.

“Anyway, witches have immense power, and Sophia, who can wield that power, is definitely a threat to the imperial family.”

“Even though she is a princess, she is treated as a threat…”

“Even though she’s a princess, I don’t treat her as a threat. Because she’s a princess, I treat her as a threat. Being born with blood from the imperial family means that you are a being with the right to succeed to the throne.”

In a way, it was also a cruel sound.

“Whether you want it or not, Sophia is already a disaster that fell out of nowhere to the other brothers. It has the overwhelming power to take down in an instant no matter who or how they fight for the imperial throne.”

“But there’s no way you can actually do it, right?”

Sorry for even the slightest mistake! Apologize with death! Sophia, who was shouting like this, didn’t seem to do anything like that, but…

“The power that Sophia possesses is never ordinary, so I keep it in check. If she truly wants her throne, she is strong enough that no one will dispute her. As I said earlier, I am Sophia’s guard, not her guard. What it means is-“

“…A role in preparation for Sophia wielding her witch powers at will.”

“Yes. Because I am the only one who can single-handedly stop those who can stop the rampaging witches. If she intends to replace Her Imperial Majesty-“

She had hoped not to speak further.

“Even if it kills me, it is the mission given to me.”

It was only then that I realized.

Maxwell’s attempt to teach me the sword wasn’t just a courtesy.

“Didn’t you say you were thinking about the opposite side? There is only one price for me protecting you and accepting you as a disciple.”

The most terrifying thing is a knife thrown from the back by the person you trusted as a friend.

“If Sophia wants the throne, kill her.”