Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 537

#537. little bit more.

Age of Heroes of the Past.

There was one sword master.

He was gentle, devout, and peace-loving.

Rescuing the people from tyranny.

Giving food to a small country suffering from famine.

For example, making the intolerant gods of the Holy League take care of patients regardless of their religious beliefs.

Regardless of national borders, people did not hesitate to praise him as the best sword master who taught morality and spread mercy.

But she knew.

That the sword master was never a person.

Because…

“The swordsman was not a person. He was just a pacifist and nonviolent.”

Because the person who taught Gandhi, the swordsman, was telling her the truth while riding on her back.

“…Are you a non-violentist who started a world war?”

“Isn’t that a contradiction?”

“It’s hard to understand.”

“Actually, me too. Among my students, there was no one I could sympathize with as hard as he.”

A straight sword.

Geomrang, who was crazy.

A sword spirit that couldn’t speak.

A swordsman who was sincere in everything.

Of course, the sword was too pure.

Even the swordsman, who was the hardest to teach, wasn’t as contradictory as the sword.

Along with a heavy sigh, the firm muscles melted away from the hands meticulously massaging the neck and shoulders.

“So I thought it was rather strange when he punished him for doing all sorts of good deeds, but…”

Kuuk.

“I found out later. Even those actions that seemed benevolent ended up being contradictory, like the most chap.”

“…a chain of peace.”

“If I had to say it, it would be close to a chain of hatred.”

Fingers moved to the back.

The hand that digs into the gap in the muscles is so precise.

The fingers, which feel strangely harder than before, remind me of what kind of expression he is making even though I haven’t seen him in person.

Bitterness.

Lament.

regret.

And…

ice-cold rage.

“I don’t know if that guy who is the sword led it or if someone else suggested it, but they’re probably going to reproduce the results of that time.”

Hasneti knew.

Limon is not angry with the World Federation.

He attended the consultations directly and tied the feet of the peacekeepers with various treaties.

Even after doing so, they are just angry at their own inadequacies for not stopping their tricks.

It’s something no one expected.

Either way I couldn’t stop it.

It’s not his fault, etc.

There were many things that could be said.

However, Hasneti asked the most important thing instead of useless condolences.

“How much time do you think you have?”

“…well.”

Could it be that he was able to settle his mind in response to that plain question?

With his hands calmed down again, Limon pressed her waist with his palms and opened his mouth after a brief thought.

“When the Swordsman was alone, it took plenty of years, but now with the influence of the World Federation and other Sword Masters… maybe a few months.”

Whether it’s the name of the peacekeeping force.

Even if it seems to do only good deeds.

The only thing that seems peaceful is now.

If left as it is, Africa will eventually fall into unprecedented chaos, and Egypt will not be able to escape the war.

Limon spoke confidently.

she believed him

So he said it calmly.

“Not bad.”

“Isn’t it bad that there is a world war going on?”

“You can’t necessarily see a world war happening.”

“…Do you think this is just bravado to bring out the Pharaoh?”

“Given the World Federation’s policy of avoiding full-scale war, it is unlikely that they will start a world war now.”

“That’s right, but…”

As if examining the possibilities.

Blurred horsetail.

slow hand.

What I heard again at the end was a slightly serious voice.

“What if there really is a world war?”

If the World Federation changes course and wages an all-out war.

Or if the condition overheats more than they expect.

This ember spread not only to Africa but also to other continents, and there was a possibility that it would become a scare that would burn the whole world in an instant.

In the first place, the spark of war.

Because it was the most volatile and terrible disaster in the world, where you don’t know when and how it will start.

But…

“That’s not what I know.”

“what?”

“Anyway, our purpose was to buy time. They’ll waste your time on their own, so there’s no reason to decline.”

“…”

“Is there anything you want to say to me?”

hesitant hand.

silence that followed.

at the end of that short silence.

With a light sigh, the hand that came down again kneaded the waist.

“No, Pharaoh is right. No one has the right to force a pharaoh to make such sacrifices.”

It was the answer as expected.

First of all, this is not a question with a fixed answer.

The fact that there is a possibility of a world war if the peacekeepers are neglected means that there is a possibility that it will not happen.

On the other hand, if you move hastily to stop them, you could lose the advantage you gained through the agreement and endanger the existence of the Red Dragon Clan.

Which of the two is wrong.

It was an option that even Li Qingyu, the best tactician of the Seven Dragons, or the world’s greatest prophet could not affirm.

Above all, she is the Red Dragon Princess.

Whether other clans are in danger.

Whether the whole world is engulfed in war.

It was her right and duty to prioritize protecting her clan and territory.

Neither Limon nor any other princess had the right to talk about it.

“I should be grateful for taking on the role of buying time in the first place, but I can’t ask you to take any more risks than that.”

“…”

A calm voice.

It is never a compulsory equilibrium.

We understood each other’s position.

Because I know the coldness of reality.

accept it objectively.

Acting mature, wise and fair.

However, unlike that calm attitude, I felt his hand, which was a little weak.

Hasneti opened her mouth.

“I am not asking whether I am right or wrong. I was just asking if there was anything you wanted to say.”

“What do you really want to say to Pharaoh…”

“Don’t you want to prevent a world war?”

As if caught off guard.

hand to stop again.

“…If I say I want to stop you, do you mean you will come forward?”

“Yes.”

“why?”

The fact that they chose to go around the circle means that even the World Federation could not find a way to attack the Red Dragon Clan right away.

If so, it would be better for the Red Dragon Clan to wait as it is.

Why would you want to intervene?

He asked as if he didn’t understand.

Hasneti replied quietly.

“I don’t have any obligation to prevent a world war, but I have a reason to do a favor of my dearest consort.”

“You’re willing to risk war just for that reason?”

“We are the Red Dragon Clan.”

They are the descendants of the Fighting Dragons.

A clan that never avoids fighting even if it burns down.

Raising her body with a cold point, she looked straight at Limon and continued.

“Above all, you are nothing more than me.”

“….”

“So, if you really want something from me, ask for it like a sidekick.”

Maybe because it was so unexpected.

Or maybe it was because I understood what that request was.

It was a moment to face her with a complicated face.

In the end, Limon let out a sigh as if he had resigned himself to something.

And quietly close your eyes.

I gently raised my head upward.

action that is just that.

But its obvious permission.

No blatant ‘seduction’.

Hasneti did not decline.

Naturally, I just held the tip of his chin and lowered my head.

Seruk.

overlapping lips.

Sweet saliva seeping through.

It was never foreign to her.

It was an act that made me feel even more thirsty, far from getting tired of it.

Still, the feeling was unfamiliar.

Unlike before, when I just helplessly accepted it.

Little by little, Limon intertwined his tongue, sucked in his lips, and let out his breath.

However, that small change alone gives you an intense sense of satisfaction that is incomparable to that of the past.

Wet your throat with saliva.

the body heats up

until you run out of breath.

Hasneti, who coveted Limon, finally managed to open his mouth after a long time.

Then he ran his thumb over his lips, wiping away the marks he had left, and whispered in Limon’s ear.

“I will pay the rest gradually. Doesn’t it matter?”

“…okay.”

“Then let’s go to sleep.”

Is it because I knew I would see the end here?

After leaving Limon with a rare puzzled expression on his face, he lightly shook his hand to blow out the candle.

In the darkness that came naturally.

Lie down on the bed with your eyes closed, hugging

him .

feeling the heat

she murmured.

‘Is it only now?’

Shame as punishment.

Let your body get used to it.

Carving your own mark, etc.

Even if I tried to tame it using all kinds of methods, I stubbornly endured as if I would give up my body but not my heart.

Are you shaken by these few words?

no way

so like that

That made me even more thirsty.

Once you open your heart to yourself.

Now, even if I forcibly covet his body, the distance with him will be closer, but not far away.

‘Not yet.’

But she persevered.

It is not enough to close the distance.

he’s just shaking

Are you still advising

I needed a little more time.

…Time to bring him down.

‘Just a little more now.’

There is no need to fret.

If this continues, he will one day long for himself, narrow the distance on his own, take off his clothes and dedicate himself.

You can do anything for that.

To quench this thirst.

As well as pushing the clan into war.

Even fighting the sword master.

Suppressing such a hot desire.

Mad with lust, the African tyrant embraced his concubine, tinkered with the earring dangling from its earlobe, and fell asleep.

Without knowing that the side room was looking at him with a complicated expression.

That…

was the moment when it was decided that the strongest army in Africa would go to the battlefield by the pillow head judge.

* * *

“The Egyptians started moving?”

“That’s right.”

“Hmm…”

“Why is that?”

“It’s nice that things went as planned, but the results are so much better than expected.”

Gandhi is out today as well.

While Joan of Arc steamed the potatoes.

Billy, who was able to receive an urgent message from Plague Prince Pascal thanks to being alone, scratched the back of his head.

“It wasn’t just the Egyptian army that went to war, but even the Red Dragon Princess went to her parents’ house. I don’t know what you’re thinking.”

“I heard that the Red Dragon Princess often visits her parents’ house.”

“That’s when it’s safe, right?”

For the princess of the Seven Dragons, the main base is both a fortress and a nest.

It was not easy to understand that he would give up his advantage and go to war on his own in an unfavorable situation.

“It’s one of three things, no matter how you think about it, that he went out with the main army knowing we were after him.”

“What do you mean?”

“Either life was not a waste, or madness, or a trap.”

“…The last one is okay, but aren’t those the first two?”

“Very different.”

It’s not a waste of life is something all princesses who laid eggs can do, but crazy things are the exclusive property of the Princess Silver Dragon.

After making Pascal shake off by speaking calmly.

Billy crossed his arms.

And after thinking for a while, he opened his mouth.

“I’ll have to check to see if this is a trap or not.”

“…How do you mean?”

“Don’t worry.”

What kind of accident are these sword masters trying to do again?

To Pascal, who already had an anxious expression on his face, Billy assured me with a grin.

“Because the sword master has a very orthodox and reliable way to check for traps.”