Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 290

Episode #290. What did you say?

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Not because of psionics.

Grace, duty, and destiny.

no matter what

as a single woman.

All I want is a man I have a crush on.

For a moment, raise an eyebrow at Maia, who speaks so nonchalantly of absurd things.

Limon sighed again.

“Master, that is an illusion.”

“Do you think so?”

“yes.”

He was too resolute to the person he had just confessed to, so with a ruthless attitude.

Limon cut it short and declared it.

Maia doesn’t like herself, she just misunderstands.

“As you know, Master, there is a resonance effect in dragon psionics.”

“Me too.”

“Because the dragon’s blood reacted with my dragon psionic, he must have felt comfortable near me.”

“You know that too.”

“Besides, when I was not feeling well, I was the only one who was conscious of me who was by my side…”

“I was conscious of it from then on.”

“…My master just mistook it for love.”

“I’m sure you’re right.”

“…”

Limon fell silent.

Clearly, persuasion is working.

Maia readily agrees.

Because the more I said it, the more uncomfortable I felt.

And Maia’s next words proved that his premonition was exactly right.

“So what does that matter?”

It’s like you’ve heard all the funny jokes.

As always, pessimistic, but with a smile that somehow seemed strangely happy.

Maia said mockingly.

“The reason you say my feelings are an illusion is because I have a crush on you because of the dragon psionic.”

“yes.”

“If you do, for what reason?”

“For what reason?”

“If I like you because I like your strength, looks, and personality, is that an illusion?”

“….”

“Then, it can be called true love only when you feel a crush on someone you don’t know their face, abilities, or personality from.”

“That’s…”

“If that’s true love, at least I don’t need it.”

Maia spoke coldly to Limon, who was at a loss for words.

“In the first place, the feeling of love itself is just a grand illusion.”

often say

love is sublime

But its essence is an illusion after all.

It is just the action of hormones to feel attraction to the opposite sex for the breeding of the species and to maintain the relationship.

That’s why it’s common for couples and couples who are close to each other to lose love when the expiration date of the hormone is over.

That’s why he doesn’t believe in true love and doesn’t expect it.

As a member of the council and as a researcher, seeing Maia talking cynically, Limon was dumbfounded.

“Why did someone who thinks that way confess to me?”

“It’s like being addicted to gambling and drugs knowing they ruin your life.”

“…Are you treating love as a drug right now?”

“It’s similar to ruining your judgment.”

If only it was real poison.

Or if it was a stimulus like pleasure.

It would have been able to tolerate drugs and alcohol a hundred times worse than ambrosia.

However, what Limon gave was a free favor, a warm warmth, and comfort to soothe the pain.

For Maia, who had lived a lonely and painful life after Carra’s death, it was an extreme poison that she could not refuse.

We’ve only been together for ten days.

Life without Limon is unimaginable now.

“I am already addicted to you.”

only the direction is different.

Love is like revenge.

Also becoming obsessed with the other person.

Things that change just by having them.

And likewise, wanting the other person to look only at himself and be changed by him.

Reasonable judgment is impossible because of mere emotions, and even accepting some kind of damage for the sake of the other person.

Like a madman blinded by revenge and running toward ruin.

The woman, knowing that this delusion was poisonous, could not refuse it, and said as if to help herself.

“And that’s how it got ruined.”

I know with my head.

That this is an illusion after all.

Not knowing when it might disappear.

But I can’t deny it.

No, even my head whispers that it doesn’t matter as long as I can satisfy this heart right now, even if it’s a temporary illusion.

This crazy hormonal action made her goofy.

Maia, who said so mockingly, ended her words by looking straight at Limon for the last time.

“So take responsibility for destroying me.”

“…He’s good at saying embarrassing things like that.”

“It’s all your fault.”

If you want to resent yourself, blame yourself for crushing yourself.

Seeing Maia objecting without raising an eyebrow, Limon sighed.

“The love of the master is not the same love. Surprisingly, there are a lot of cases where people mistake liking for a person and affection for a man.”

As if to prove that fact.

Limon suddenly stuck his head out.

Then he said confidently, holding his face close enough that the tip of his nose could touch Maia.

“Look. If the master really likes me as a man, then of course…” “

….”

“Hmm, your face is blushing.”

Limon was at a loss for words.

Fluttering thin eyelashes.

On top of that, the swaying pupils and slightly reddened face.

Because the blatant change, unlike her always cynical woman, showed him that his predictions were completely wrong.

“How long are you going to be like this?”

“…do you really like me?”

“Are your ears ornaments? Or are you deliberately trying to distract me?”

Were you ashamed?

Or are you angry?

Maia slightly turned her head, averted her eyes, and spoke sharply.

Only then did Limon pull his head out again and scratched his cheek with a very puzzled face.

It was better when you hit it with your body.

This embarrassing confession about falling in love even though he didn’t want it was something even Limon couldn’t calmly accept.

“I am really grateful. As I said before, I have a fiancé.”

Even so, the answer was that there was not an inch of hesitation.

“By fiancé, that means you are not yet legally married.”

“It is not a matter of law. It’s a matter of dory.”

“…It sounds like you.”

slowly.

Keep your head down.

Hands without gloves.

To be exact, looking at the tattoos on that wrist with only 10 white weights left without even a scale remaining like remnants.

Maia suddenly asked.

“If I use this power to command you, can you still keep that duty?”

It is the remnant of the contract.

While fighting Maia.

It was the result of Limon using the last weight to delay her attack.

Of course, his contract period has already expired and Hermann is dead, so their contract has also been cancelled.

However, the weight of the scale was still waiting to be used.

Now that even the balance is gone, he has absolute command authority with nothing to worry about recoil.

“Well, that would be a bit difficult.”

Limon scratched his cheek.

This scale was created with his own power.

Resisting that force was tantamount to strangling oneself.

“But I’m not worried.”

“…why?”

“Isn’t Master like that?”

It’s not going to happen anyway, so why should I worry?

Take a moment to shoot Limon, who speaks softly.

She finally closed her eyes.

“In the end, you are fooling me to the end.”

“Don’t say anything that will misunderstand me. I just gave you a compliment.”

“You call that a joke.”

After answering Limon’s words as if to pounce on them.

Maia slightly turned her gaze to a corner of the hospital room and casually asked a question.

“Don’t you think so too, Li Qingyu?”

“…I was caught”

It was right after that.

A shadow shimmered in the corner of the hospital room, and Li Qingyu appeared as if rising.

But neither Limon nor Maia.

It did not reveal agitation.

I just took it for granted as if I already knew she was hiding.

“How did you know?”

“Because if I were you, I would never have left me with this weight alone with Lee.”

“That’s right.”

If Maia had tried to do something dangerous with the balance weight, what would she have done?

Looking at Li Ching-yu, who smiled even though she understood his intentions, Maia said coldly.

“I will not judge your rudeness this time. But remember that there will never be a second time.”

“Isn’t Myeong-saek being too ruthless towards the benefactor who helped the clan?”

“Hey, rather be grateful.”

Maia snorted.

Then, he glared at Li Qingyu with cold, sunken eyes.

“The reason I do not tear you to death is because of your kindness.”

“That is certainly fortunate.”

It was not sharp enough to be said to a benefactor, so it was even bloody.

But Li Qingyu laughed.

To the extent that he only killed one of the lords instead, he passed on Limon’s concealment of the eighth dragon psionic.

Because that in itself was something to be thankful for to Maia.

“It would be better not to be relieved. Li Qingyu, your life is already like a candle in the wind.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Limon put on a puzzled expression.

“An urgent report came in from the border today.”

“You mean the border?”

Li Qingyu also tilted his head.

No matter how much Leviathan’s intelligence network exists, Brazil is the mainland of the green dragon clan.

As it was difficult to grasp even the smallest information, news from distant places like the border had to be later than Maia.

“It is said that a group of people who came out of the Amazon jungle broke through the border guards and escaped Brazil intact.”

“Were you a remnant of the Forest Guild?”

“In that case, Li Qingyu would have been rather lucky, but probably not.”

As if to shatter any hope.

Maia cut it off.

And Li Qingyu’s reaction seems to be expected.

Looking at her with cynical eyes, he revealed the most important reason he had paid attention to the report.

“They’re all white blondes with firearms.”

That moment.

Li Qingyu lost his smile.

Then she asked in a voice that couldn’t hide her tension.

“…Which border did they escape from?”

In fact, the answer was no different from the question.

There are three places that those who escaped Brazil, which has enormous influence in South America, can go.

or cross the Pacific Ocean.

or cross the Atlantic Ocean.

Or…

“North.”

Go to the North American continent beyond the Geomryong Sea, which is said to have been a land called Central America before the Geomryong War occurred a long time ago.

And there was only one elite group based on the North American continent and made entirely of blonde whites.

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“…what did you just say?”

across the jungle.

Crossing the Brazilian border.

Through the rough Geomryong Sea.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been crossing the continent without a break for several days, let alone sleep.

A dusty, tattered outfit.

Even so, a middle-aged blonde haired man who went straight to the princess he adored and knelt before he had time to wash.

The head of the Rockefeller family and a master of the Golden Dragon clan.

Hans D. Rockefeller reported his findings in a trembling voice.

“I have found the eighth dragon psionic.”