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Yuria Greyhaunzer’s circle of friends is very narrow.
Elijah is the only person she publicly acknowledges as a friend, and the only people she talks to are her sister, Sir Ophelia, and Dowd.
It would be safe to say that all the conditions necessary for social communication skills to be catastrophically shattered are met.
“…”
“…”
In that sense.
The person in front of me right now was very uncomfortable.
“…Uh, uh, uh, ha, student council president.”
She opened her mouth while desperately fiddling with the new leash that Daoud had gifted her.
When she was facing this person right now, the only thing that gave her a sense of relief was this.
“What’s going on here…?”
“…”
There is no answer.
Yuria was crying internally.
Why do they come in and put such pressure on themselves?
Why is my sister out at a time like this?
‘…I said the selection of heroes was today.’
I heard that the real ‘ordeal’ begins today. Daoud, Elijah, and the wizard Feinol I saw earlier will all be out there.
While she was thinking about that, Elnor gracefully put down the teacup she was holding to her mouth.
‘…Wow.’
Yuria let out an exclamation inwardly without even realizing it.
Every movement is full of grace. Once again, I realize that this person is truly the daughter of a noble family.
Although he sometimes commits eccentric acts, he is still a person who has many elements that can attract many men.
He is a genius in swordsmanship, and he also has Moon Jae-in, enough to serve as student council president.
Above all, it is beautiful.
If you compare her to Yuria herself, who is short and weak for a woman, she is an alluring person who is no match for her.
okay.
The ‘class’ itself is different from her.
Probably, even in Dowd’s eyes, if Elnor and Yuria were placed side by side, she would look like a child.
You might not even look like a woman at all.
“…”
When I felt that way, I unconsciously grabbed the leash that Dowd had given me.
Still, still.
This is a token of the promise the man gave her. A device that allows her to recognize that she is valuable to him.
And, just like that.
-Do you think that’s true?
Every time she felt this kind of anxiety, the ‘voice’ that came to her without fail resounded in her head.
“…”
Also, it’s this voice.
What previously sounded simply like tinnitus now resonates into her consciousness as a voice with a distinct form.
It feels as if there is another partner inside my body.
-Who would like an unattractive kid like you?
And, that voice.
As usual.
-If you’re not going to do anything like that, then just hand it over to me. If we continue like this, we will be taken over by another ‘color’. Are you going to be abandoned, ignored, smothered, and just watch another woman monopolize that man?
“…”
-You are a loner. You were cold, lonely, and sick after being alone for so long.
Very much.
-however. Are you going to deprive me of the warmth I found after such a long time?
“…”
-To another woman?
She was spitting out words that struck her heart.
but.
‘…no.’
Yuria pressed her chest and lowered her head.
As soon as I give that answer, my whole body starts to tingle. An energy filled with the feeling that ‘someone like you’ would dare to defy my words starts from my heart and runs through my whole body.
still. never.
‘…I won’t be swayed by you again.’
Can not be done.
You should not listen to these words.
Then, hadn’t he previously committed a crime that threatened Daoud’s life?
The man never betrays himself. He’ll believe it himself.
She was biting her lip as the pain surged through her body.
Elnor, who had been silent so far, suddenly spoke out one word.
“By any chance, can you hear something like a ‘voice’?”
“…yes?”
Feeling as if her heart was truly sinking, Yuria swallowed the dry needle without realizing it.
It must be a miracle that it barely showed.
Probably, it was because her older sister always reminded her not to reveal that she was carrying ‘something’ inside her body.
And more than that.
This person has an instinctive feeling that they should not be caught doing something like that.
“W-I don’t know what you’re talking about…”
As Yuria answered, breaking out into a cold sweat, Elnor’s eyes coolly looked her up and down.
It’s as if he already knows he’s lying.
“…Hmm, well. “I had a feeling you must have it.”
Judging by the way he says it, it doesn’t seem like that’s the case.
‘…Boo…’
Yuria shed tears inside and lifted the teacup with trembling hands.
I feel sick. For someone like her, just looking at a woman who exudes such adult charm is stressful. I even feel a sense of inferiority.
So, when I heard the following words.
She couldn’t help but be horrified.
“Well, it doesn’t matter if it’s not specifically that. “Can I borrow some of your talents?”
“…”
I almost spewed out all the tea I was drinking.
“…yes?”
“Sounds like we should do one thing together.”
Even after seeing Yuria coughing, the answer came out in a flat voice.
‘…That’s strange.’
A person who seems so perfect, what could he ask of himself?
While Yuria was thinking like that, with question marks in her eyes, Elnor’s gaze fell on the breaker on her back.
“…It’s a sword of immense value, and the way you handle it is also very familiar. You can tell without even looking at his skill level. “It must be as good as rumored.”
“Rumors…?”
“There is a rumor going around in the Knight School that there is a small massacre tank in District 1 that cuts down anything that comes near it.”
“…”
What kind of strange rumor is that? Yuria started crying again.
A slaughter tank, no matter what, she is still a girl with a girl’s heart. I’ve never done anything that earned me such a scary nickname…
“…Originally, if I were a woman near that man, I would never have asked for something first.”
Elnor sighed and said.
Yuria also smiled bitterly at those words.
I guess so.
I heard that this person is apparently stalking Daoud.
It is natural that she knows that the man comes to see her from time to time.
“Because I have an opponent I want to beat. “A guy I never want to lose to.”
“…Who do you want to beat?”
“There is a thief cat with a stubborn streak who is trying to remove the stone stuck in the stone that rolled in.”
“…”
“The color is unfortunately golden. “It’s quite annoying just looking at it.”
Um, that.
From Yuria’s perspective, Elnor seems to be like that too.
The person closest to that man is herself. Dowd probably treats meeting this person as ‘playing with fire.’
‘I’ve never even walked on a leash…!’
Feeling such strange pride, she let out a heated snort at Elnor.
Of course, I just timidly said it to myself. She didn’t have the wherewithal to express such a thing to her.
anyway.
“…A thief cat?”
If you’re ‘ruling out’ something like that attached to Daoud, you should listen to her story too.
“okay. “It’s clear that they are planning something during this round of hero selection.”
Considering Prime Minister Sullivan’s human nature, there is no way he could show that he cares for Dowd and then do nothing.
In the middle of this ‘Hero Selection’ that is going on right now.
Clearly, something is being done.
“We just need to let that thief cat know our subject.”
“…Hmm, is it very dangerous?”
“You won’t kill anyone or die. “I promise that.”
Yuria scratched her cheek slightly.
Anyway, if you see him asking for ‘sword skills’, something dangerous will definitely happen.
If I go out on something like this without telling my sister, I’m sure I’ll get scolded later…
“I will give you Daoud’s photo as the starting fee.”
“…”
What are you saying, this guy?
“…When it comes to deposit money, money or valuables are usually traded…?”
“What are you talking about? “Is there anything in the world more valuable than this man?”
“…”
“Do you think money or valuables are more important than this man? “I’m personally inviting talented people, so I’m offering something like this.”
“…”
Logic, that’s right…me?
No, of course she also likes Daoud’s photos.
Such thoughts pounded in Yuria’s head.
“Photos of each person looking sleepy, smiling, exercising, studying, eating…”
Every time the photos are stretched out one by one on the tea table.
Her eyes wandered over it as if fascinated.
“…”
stylish.
cute.
lovely.
My heart is racing.
I want to decorate each and every piece with a frame. I want to keep it as a treasure.
Yuria swallowed dry saliva.
“…It came out well.”
“Of the more than 300 pictures taken per day, we carefully selected only the best ones. “I brought it specially because I value you.”
“…”
One thing is certain.
This person is a stalker. It’s also severe.
“And finally. “If you successfully complete the request.”
After saying that, Elnor took out another photo from her arms.
Although it was a photo showing only the back side.
Strangely enough, the white blank space alone has the magical power to capture Yuria’s attention.
“Give me this.”
“…Well, what is that?”
“It’s a photo of me drying my hair after getting out of the bath.”
“…”
“Your upper body is exposed.”
“…Let’s hear the story.”
Elnor nodded.
It seemed like he thought he would come over, of course.
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< System Message >
[ Target ‘Yuria’ and target ‘Elnor’ form a party! ]
!! Butterfly Effect!!
[The likelihood that other vessels will also be affected by the formation of the party greatly increases! ]
[The likelihood of a change in the behavior of target ‘Seras’, target ‘Liru’, and target ‘Sullivan’ increases! ]
[Interaction between objects intensifies! ]
[There is a very high possibility that the main quest will be affected! ]
“…”
what is this.
‘…What is the butterfly effect again?’
Now, it doesn’t just happen through my actions. Even when I’m just sucking my thumb, it seems like a problem arises from the outside.
I wish you would stop bothering me.
‘Just let me go through the main quest and move on…’
While thinking that, I look around.
The first process of the Hero’s Trial is very intuitive.
The method is to create a mock dungeon that is close to the real one and award points to those who reach the center first.
‘…It’s really dangerous.’
I can’t help but think of that as I watch Elijah warming up at the start line, looking a little nervous.
I recently defeated an ancient god-level demon, so to be honest, now that I’m conquering a dungeon, I just don’t feel very inspired.
Honestly, the very fact of asking students to do something like that makes no sense.
Because if you do it wrong, you could really die.
“…”
Well, I guess it’s okay.
Each and every one of the so-called warrior candidates, including Elijah, are monsters that make no sense.
Right now, even this guy.
“female.”
I turned my head when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
There was a talker there.
A sorcerer.
A monster that has been around for countless years and has a history of leading the kingdom of Balcasus to destruction.
“…”
“…”
How is this guy pretending to be friendly to me?
When I looked at him with a frown, the guy stepped back, raising both hands and sticking out his tongue.
“Oh my, are you going to hit me?”
“…”
Instead of answering, I just sigh.
I’m glad Balcasus is sleeping.
If I had been awake, it wouldn’t have been surprising if the Soul Linker had gone berserk.
Previously, when I was ‘transformed’ by the effect of Tacheon’s seal, there was no opportunity to communicate or anything.
But that’s no reason for this guy to talk to me like it’s nothing.
“…what. “It’s not like we can talk like this on friendly terms.”
Honestly, it’s ridiculous.
I knew that there was some kind of connection between the Holy Emperor and the pioneers, but I just casually entered the selection process and acted as a ‘candidate’.
“…”
But, I am the only one who knows that fact.
Considering this guy’s combat power, it’s better to ignore it as much as possible.
If you tell other people, including Atalanta, there is a high possibility that it will end up being like a beehive. There is no one in Elfante who can ‘handle’ this guy, at least not right now.
This means that they become cautious about even touching it first.
I don’t know what your intention is for approaching me with such a steel plate, but at least if it’s quiet right now, there’s no need to escalate the situation.
“no. “I just wanted to ask you a few questions.”
Talker, who said that, immediately looked at my chest and said.
“Is the Apostle well?”
“…”
You probably mean Tatiana.
This guy seems to know that his soul is now ‘tied’ to me.
I guess he heard something about my ‘seal’ from the seer.
“…”
“Whoa, whoa. Don’t look so scary. “Let’s be friendly for a while.”
“…I have no intention of being friendly with a seer bastard.”
The guy said with a grin.
“That’s a bit of an upsetting story.”
The story that followed didn’t make any sense at all.
“Our captain, you sent me here to protect you?”
“…?”
what?
“What kind of bullshit is that-”
[All warrior candidates return to their proper positions!]
At the same time that the broadcast rang out, Talker grinned.
“Well, see you later. “The other warrior candidates are also formidable, so do your best not to fall behind.”
“…for a moment. “I’m not finished talking yet-”
“See you later~”
Talker, who only said those words in a flippant tone, quickly disappeared.
It was a movement so decisive that it was impossible to put words to it.
I frown and look at the guy.
‘…You came here to ‘protect’ me.’
Even leaving aside what purpose the Precursor had in sending that guy with such an order.
“…”
how.
Are you protecting me from ‘what’?
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fantasy,
