Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 332

#332. Let’s stick

together.

To be clear.

Rose was an extraordinary beauty.

It’s a little embarrassing, but she herself knew that to some extent.

It wasn’t just because the blue dragon clan always praised her beauty.

Because of the admiration and longing gazes from all directions, I couldn’t help but notice it.

That’s why Rose was used to the gaze.

But even for her, it was the first time in her life that she had the same gaze as Branga.

It’s passionate enough to be called lust.

It’s too light to be genuine.

Physical for affection.

Those eyes that blatantly reveal the thought that there is an amazing beauty.

Just by looking at his eyes, he was not a famous summoning lord in the world, but even an adolescent teenager could trust him.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t formally introduced myself yet. my braanga Summoning Lord.”

“Nice to meet you. I am Rosa, the interim representative of the Kilimanjaro Autonomous Government.”

“oh! How long has the young lady been your comrade’s outlaw? To say that a beautiful woman with such a great body is good at fighting makes me fall in love at first sight.”

…correct.

Just to be clear, that’s horny.

It was because this cheesy work comment was too pitiful to compare it to fresh teenagers.

‘You did a good job wearing the mask.’

It was a mask that I had to wear because I was afraid that anyone would recognize it because it became so famous, but in the end, I was fortunate.

I couldn’t even see the face, but this is it.

It was to the point where I couldn’t even imagine how much more I would have pushed him if I had seen his bare face.

“But are you really not going to take off that mask?”

“I’m sorry, but I think it will be difficult because of personal circumstances.”

“Hey, let me take it off for a second. Whatever the case may be, I’ll make it all right.”

The problem is that Branga doesn’t fall at all.

Rather, it seemed that he was more interested in it because of the mask, and he persistently pursued Rose to show his face.

Rose was embarrassed by that.

Because of her position in governing the military government while hiding her identity, she couldn’t openly insult Branga.

It was all the more so because I had to ask for his cooperation in order to find the turkey.

‘This may be an opportunity, but…’

I’ve heard rumors that the summoning lord treats women favorably, though he reveals a bit.

So, getting his crush could be one way.

But I couldn’t.

No matter how much I imitate it, I couldn’t stand it because the thought of having to like this man in front of Limon soared.

“My face isn’t that great.”

“You’re so resolute. But you say that strong women are my taste, so I like it even more.”

“Stop talking about it. I’ll ask you more than that….”

“Uh-huh, think again. I am the summoning lord, the summoning lord. He is said to be the best groom in this town.”

That was the moment.

Branga quietly moved her steps.

Rose’s face stiffened at Branga’s move, which came too close for a conversation.

The moment he smiled at Rose and tried to persuade her by holding her hand.

widely.

“huh?”

Branga blinked.

It was because a hand suddenly came between him and Rose and blocked him.

“Are you following your manners?”

Branga slowly turned her head to follow the hand and frowned at the opponent staring at her with cheeky eyes.

“…what are you?”

“Why is this sister’s lover?”

“A lover?”

Hearing the tanned blonde boy’s sharp answer, he put on an absurd expression for a while.

Branga put on an expression that reminded him of something only belatedly.

“Ah, is that you, kid? A genius with a borderline color, a dick or something?”

“It’s not a dick, but what’s right?”

“Hey, I want this. What a great husband he is, so I wanted to hear the love story of such a beautiful lady…” It was

only once that he let out a laugh at that provocative statement.

Branga slowly scanned the figure of Limon, who couldn’t even reach her chest, from head to toe.

Then, looking back at Rose, he said as if he couldn’t help but be dumbfounded.

“Miss, no matter how young you are, isn’t this a little too much?”

“that…!”

Rose blushed.

After the rumors spread, there were many times when I was misunderstood like this.

However, hearing this story openly from the front, I couldn’t bear the shame.

Limon, on the other hand, spoke boldly.

“What does this man not know? It’s not like I got married when I was 10 years old.”

“That is bullshit. If you are a man, it is a law that must have a strong taste. Are you going to work properly at night with such a poor body?”

It seems like a man should be like this.

Branga showed off her thick biceps by straining her forearms.

Seeing him with a sneering smile all over his face, Limon laughed even more deeply.

“Does this old man stand up properly?”

“…Don’t keep calling me Mister, I’m not even 40 yet. Of course, the bottom is also fluttering.”

“Seeing you say that, it seems like you’re turning 40 the day after tomorrow. Aren’t you ashamed to have so many wives at that age and flirt with other people’s women?”

“Aren’t you ashamed to hear that a kid like that is the boss of the company?”

“at all. Hearing the love of a beautiful woman like my sister is also a skill.”

Rose couldn’t understand.

The two of them who are fighting are proud.

Why should he, who is only listening, feel ashamed to the extent that even his earlobes turn red?

And why even in the midst of this, his heart trembles at Limon’s actions to help him, even claiming to be his beloved concubine.

“That’s a cheeky little boy.”

“Better than Uncle.”

I don’t know if I know how Rose feels.

Branga, who was growling with Limon, narrowed her eyes, as if she couldn’t help but fight.

“If you’re that confident, would you like to try a match with me?”

“What match?”

“Let’s get together to see who is more suitable as this lady’s man. The one who wins decides to keep this young lady.”

If it’s a male, it’s as if he should proudly prove his ability.

Limon raised his eyebrows at Branga’s provocative suggestion.

“You’re falling in love with saying ‘X God X’ and ‘X disease’.”

“What are you?”

“What does my sister look like? Why are you ignoring the person’s feelings and trying to decide it according to your X, you bastard.”

“Lee Limor!”

Seeing Limon openly swearing now, Chief Lucuma was frightened.

Unlike so far, when I could have been a bit cheeky, this was something that Branga would openly rage at.

And in Africa, the summoning lord’s wrath was a disaster enough to destroy a country.

Contrary to his worries, however, Branga was not angry.

I just smiled at Limon with my eyes narrowed.

“Ah, even if you look thin, a man is a man.”

what’s so fun

Branga, who was smirking, spoke meaningfully.

“Then, how about we compete without this lady?”

“You want me to risk my body instead of your sister?”

“Little boy, you don’t need a girl. Instead, if you win against me, I will grant you anything you want.”

“…In short, if you win, it’s a jackpot, and if you lose, it’s even?”

“Draw. This is a gift to express my admiration for your mettle as a man.”

The banquet participants who quietly listened to their conversation around them lit up their eyes when they heard that.

A chance to ask the summoning lord for anything.

The condition of winning the match is attached, but even that alone was a great gift.

So, all the participants looked at Limon with envious eyes, and Chief Shu and Lucuma urged Limon with their eyes as if to accept it immediately.

But Limon was not happy.

I just said it sarcastically.

“If you’re not going to ask me to commit suicide, why don’t you say something like that?”

“…whatever that means. Don’t you know the analogy?”

“It’s rude to say it once and then change it now.”

Limon laughed coldly.

They talked about it as a free gift or something, but that was just talk.

It was because he had read Branga’s true purpose of crushing his pride by crushing Limon in front of Rose.

Noh Kang-ho’s experience or sword master’s intuition was not needed to know that fact.

I could tell from the look in his beastly eyes, anxious not to run into another male to show off in front of the female.

“Aren’t you going to draw it?”

“I’m going to do it once… but how do I win?”

Maybe it’s because he’s satisfied that his tricks worked.

Branga replied with a grin as if looking at prey caught in a trap.

“You just have to stick with me and win.”

“You want me to knock you down?”

“I like that because it’s manly, but then I feel so sorry for you, kid.”

He shook his head, saying that he couldn’t be a child abuser.

His purpose was to win Rose’s favor, but it was obvious that he would only get disgust if he knocked out Limon, his mistress, in front of her.

Seeing himself like that, he didn’t know that Rose made a subtle expression and that Limon was blatantly sorry.

Branga snapped her fingers.

“So even if it sticks, stick with this and get a board.”

Right.

That was the moment.

The summoned beasts filled the banquet hall.

Among them, a mud cobra vomited up sticky mud and quickly petrified it, creating a large stone platform in the middle of the banquet hall.

After Blade Rabbit cut the stone platform into a long rectangular parallelepiped and divided it into ninety squares.

It means that each of the 30 slots had one summoned beast on it.

Limon narrowed his eyes at the scene created by the numerous summoned creatures moving in perfect order.

“You want me to compete with Senet?”

“And that’s the African rule.”

The traditional Egyptian yut-nori senet is combined with chess to spread out a board of African-style senet transformed into a war game.

Branga grinned.

“How are you? Little boy, you are being called a military genius these days, so you won’t avoid this kind of match, right?”

Proposing Senet as an event to Limore, an Egyptian national, is itself a big handicap.

Take a moment to narrow your eyes as you see Branga talking kindly.

Limon finally nodded.

“Okay, let’s stick together.”

“It’s like a man!”

‘As expected, a kid is a kid.’

I only smile coldly on the outside.

Branga triumphantly started the game, laughing at Limon who accepted the game calmly, not knowing that it was a game he was sure to lose.

* * *

‘The guild leader, what are you doing again?’

The woman who came out of the banquet hall.

Namim frowned as he heard the commotion that had begun not long after he had left.

‘…It’s not my business.’

But that’s for a while.

She soon lost her nerve.

Since Branga had come, he was no longer responsible for it, and it was obvious that it had to do with women anyway.

He said he did well to leave the banquet hall before getting caught up in trouble.

While I was muttering in my heart and moving my steps.

Namim stopped walking.

stop.

‘what?’

why did you stop

I wondered and looked around once more.

Namim, who had been tilting his head at the quiet scenery around him, finally thought it was because of his mood and continued to walk.

Whether it’s because of the drowsiness that covered the eyelids.

Either to avoid trouble.

Because I wanted to go home right away and take a deep breath.

But because she was so drowsy and because of the commotion behind her, she didn’t realize it.

The reason he inadvertently stopped walking was because of the sense of incongruity he felt in the strangely quiet surroundings.

And the existence of the bloody eyes that silently watched him from afar…