Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 378

#378. I didn’t know it would turn out like this.

Rose sighed.

If it was a treasure or something stolen, I wouldn’t care how rare it was.

But when I thought of how Limon would take this news, my heart felt heavy.

I guess I guessed her feelings.

Lucas said seriously.

“Wouldn’t it be okay to tell the swordsman about this even after the culprit is caught?”

“Catching the culprit doesn’t mean that our family’s mistake for failing to properly protect it will go away.”

“Then I will tell the swordsman.”

“No, I will.”

“What you have to tell yourself is…”

“I will do it.”

“…yes.”

Lucas finally shut up.

It wasn’t just because it was the will of the beloved princess.

It’s because her calm but heavy eyes didn’t allow for a counterargument.

When Lucas secretly admires and trembles that our perfect princess has become more majestic these days.

Rose looked around.

‘It’s going to be difficult to leave right now.’

Will I have to work hard for the next few days to handle this heap of paperwork?

After taking a rough estimate, Rose smiled bitterly.

In fact, it was a story that could have been told through Leviathan if it had been before.

However, she was not shameless enough to share a deep “friendship” with Li Qingyu.

…No, actually, that’s just an excuse.

It’s just as shameless as going to find it yourself.

Nevertheless, there is one reason why I want to convey it directly.

It was because it was enough of an excuse to go to Limon confidently without worrying about the gaze of other princesses.

‘I really can’t help it either.’

That’s not even good news.

The thought of seeing him again makes me excited.

Above all, with a faint smile at his own depravity that he took that fact for granted.

Rose went to work happily again.

* * *

The lowest level of Leviathan.

In the closed room with a magic circle centered on a large cauldron, three corpses were strewn about.

A beauty with dark red curly hair who was covered in blood.

A blue bird that fell headlong into a lump of charcoal.

Even a translucent girl floating in the air.

“Hmm….”

Looking at that figure that you can’t see as being alive even if you pretend to, I want to stroke your chin for a moment.

Limon respectfully put his palms together.

“Everyone wants to live in paradise. Except for the granny.”

[What is Paradise? I’m not dead yet?!]

That moment.

The blue bird, which had been scattered as if dead, rose as if it were bouncing.

“If you don’t die, you’re already dead, right? So it’s good to go to a good place at this time.”

[That’s a past life! It is a curse to ask a long-lived baby bird to be reborn in paradise. Curse!] Yuna

-gyeong runs wild and shakes off the ashes that cover her body to the point where it looks like a lump of charcoal.

The one who opened his mouth as if in succession was Sir, who brushed his hair with his blood-soaked hand.

“…baby. Putting life and death aside, why am I obsessed with the object of rebirth in paradise?”

“That’s right, the old woman will go to hell when she dies.”

“Isn’t that too harsh? At best, what I’ve done so far is that I tried to conquer the world and failed.”

“Then it was better. That’s enough to be able to play the devil in hell.”

The girl’s ghost, floating in the air, didn’t even speak.

Like an office worker who collapses on the bed as soon as he returns from an overtime shift, he is just sucked into the dark violin Limon was holding.

Seeing this, Limon smiled and turned to the side.

“Silly princess, are you okay?”

“…of course. He is the best singer in the world. Compared to a concert, this is chewing gum.”

Contrary to her bold answer, her rather blunt voice than usual proves that she too is tired.

But Limon didn’t bother to point that out.

Anyway, it was clear that Ainsha was better than the others.

“I can only make one cauldron, so what kind of fuss is this?”

“Ah, is it because of you?”

Maybe it was because I was stunned by that shameless attitude.

Shir, who had abandoned his always relaxed attitude, raised his twin wick and argued.

“If you’re going to replenish it, do it in moderation. Are you going to wipe this country off the map?”

“I ask you not to exaggerate too much. Wouldn’t the whole country have to be blown away just because one cauldron exploded?”

“If we hadn’t stopped it, half, if not the whole, would have been blown away.”

“That’s what…”

Limon scratched his cheek.

If Shir had even sprinkled blood to stabilize the magic circle, and the ghosts of adults, She-Ra and Yuna-Kyung, hadn’t supported her with all their might.

So if the power contained in the cauldron exploded.

Because it could have been catastrophic.

Of course, if that was the case, he would have prevented the disaster by cutting the cauldron himself before it exploded.

Instead, all the valuable magical materials, including the turkey feathers prepared for the ceremony, would have been completely blown away.

In that sense, Limon, the culprit of this situation, had nothing to say even if he had ten mouths.

“I didn’t know it would turn out like this.”

[Have you lost your conscience?!]

“If you don’t know, don’t do it…”

But when you get old, you become shameless.

Just by shrugging his shoulders, Limon caused Yuna-kyung to have a seizure and forced Syrr to sigh.

‘It wasn’t like this originally.’

Of course, he had no intention of doing this either.

If it went according to plan, it would have ended at the level of meeting the target by a narrow margin.

The problem was that the effect of ‘supplement’ was good enough to far exceed his expectations.

It was to the point where she had to borrow the feet of a baby bird to control the runaway energy of a legendary archwitch like Sir.

“Even so, the hard work is worthwhile.”

It seemed like it was a lie to have glanced at Limon a while ago.

Seeing the cauldron emitting a terrifyingly vivid aura in the middle of the magic circle, Shire smiled strangely.

“Thanks to that, a masterpiece that I will never make again in my life has been completed.”

“Does that mean the cauldron is properly made?”

“Is it just made right? In a sense, the results of the London match-up have also been chewed up.”

“…Isn’t that a bit exaggerated?”

“It is not an exaggeration.”

Not as a producer.

As the legendary Sorceress Queen.

The Archwitch, who had lived far from the Silver Age, declared without hesitation.

“Because the cauldron of Dagda we made has already surpassed that of the original.”

The cauldron, which was created by the ancient god Dagda himself, was itself the greatest treasure of the Silver Age, comparable to London battles.

Beyond that, they say that they have achieved a miracle that even the gods could not achieve.

Limon smiled wryly as he saw Sir smiling and speaking with satisfaction even though he was covered in blood.

There is only a difference between a sword and magic.

It was because I could understand her feelings to some extent as an absolute person who had reached the extreme in one field.

“If you’re boasting like that, can we test it right away?”

“You can do whatever you want.”

Anyway, what matters is the result.

Limon approached the cauldron to test the performance of the tool he had painstakingly created.

And suddenly, I looked back at Ainsha.

“Silly princess, do you want something to eat?”

“Tata’s homemade crembo.”

“…It’s nice that the taste is the same for once.”

Ugh.

The moment Limon smiled and touched the surface of the cauldron, remembering the incident when he went to Tartarus to find Ainsha and even delivered the lunch box.

change has begun.

The surface of the cauldron, which had been covered in shards, glowed dimly, and then the inside of the cauldron began to brighten.

Right after the swirling light in the large cauldron swelled up like an explosion.

Pew!

In the empty cauldron, black waves soared.

No it wasn’t a wave.

chocolate.

To be precise, countless marshmallows coated in thin chocolate were pouring out of the cauldron.

So the moment when the large cauldron was not enough even after filling it up, the crembo piled up on top was about to pour out.

Limon removed his hand from the cauldron.

And after catching the Krembo that had rolled down from the top of the mountain.

I handed it to Ainsha.

“Now, try a taste.”

The white-haired girl did not readily accept it.

Instead, he just said it in an expressionless manner.

“I am done.”

“Why?”

“Even if you look at me like this, my taste is picky. I am not satisfied with halfway crembo.”

What he wants to eat is not a lump of sugar made with Tata’s homemade crème voji magic.

Ainsha said clearly like a princess.

And with Tata, who was making a proud expression, in the background, he continued talking bluntly.

“So I’ll leave the tasting to someone else…”

Ssok.

Ainsha blinked.

It was because Limon had squeezed the crembo between her pretty lips before she could finish her sentence.

Out of courtesy, I couldn’t spit it out.

Or was it because he couldn’t push Limone’s finger off the Krembo?

She, who had been hardened, eventually bit the crembo softly, which came into her mouth after a while.

soil.

shaking eyes.

Interlocking graceful teeth.

Seruk.

tongue twisting slowly.

twitching neck.

gulp.

Eventually, after the crembo he was holding disappeared, Limon removed his finger from Ainsha’s lips and asked with a smile.

“How do you feel?”

“…”

“If the tasting was lacking, could you feed me another one?”

If you don’t answer, I’ll keep feeding you until you do.

Ainsha, who had been silent while watching Limon make a tremendous threat, finally opened her mouth.

“…Perfect. It tastes just like Tata’s homemade crembos.”

“I guess so.”

Tata with a shocked expression from behind.

However, Limon nodded as if he knew that, of course.

And Sir also smiled and said.

“No surprise. Dagda’s cauldron is a divine object that can perfectly reproduce any food that the user has ever eaten, from the taste to the ingredients and nutrients.”

[Ah, so you can’t make something you’ve never eaten before?]

“Even in that case, you can reproduce any number of foods that are entered as default settings.”

[Basic setting?]

“Originally, it would be about bread, meat, and wine. I supplemented this so that the producers could serve anything they had ever eaten.”

[Aha, the producers have eaten…?]

Yuna-kyung, who was about to agree, suddenly blinked.

[I’m asking just in case. Are the witches and the team leader also included in the producer?]

“Of course, isn’t it?”

[…]

Sir, who has lived since the age of silver and has tasted all kinds of delicacies of all times and places as the emperor of the Roman Empire and the great witch.

Limon, who is less than a thousand years old, but has roamed the world and eaten nothing.

Yu Na-kyung, who alternately looked at the two old monsters, opened her beak wide open without realizing it and shouted. [

Isn’t this a real

bitch scam?!

[Wow, that’s great! I would love to have one in my house too! If you have this alone, you wouldn’t envy thousands of cooks, right?]

“Stop talking nonsense. You think we made this only because we didn’t have a cook?”

After making a fuss about Yuna-gyeong’s head by feeding it chestnuts, Limon crossed her arms.

“Anyway, there seems to be no problem with performance. Then, can we just check that ‘that’ function is properly applied?”

“Shouldn’t you check it while writing it?”

“What if there is a problem?”

“You can think of it as a test and try writing it in this country first.”

“That’s not the time to be relaxed, but…”

Limon had a serious discussion with Sir about how to test and introduce the cauldron.

But being so absorbed in the discussion, he didn’t realize it.

The fact that Ainsha, who fed her Crembo, is touching her lips with her head slightly bowed…