Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 663

#663. No regrets.

If you are a bad sister who is indifferent to or jealous of your younger sibling who goes out on a date.

Giving pretty clothes as a gift or helping her decorate can be said to be a good sister.

If you secretly follow your sister and spy on her date, you’ll be able to see her as a bit of an out-and-out sister.

But try to prepare for the best date ever.

pouring in astronomical funds.

Build all sorts of facilities in Gulag.

Bring your brother’s groom.

What if you even do a preliminary interview?

There will be no one in the world who sees her as just a good sister or a strange sister.

But hear me out.

The prison guard blinked.

And then tilt your head slightly.

I asked casually.

[Why is that?]

“Are you asking because you don’t know?”

[huh. What’s wrong with an older sister giving her younger sister the best date?]

“Normally unnies don’t do that.”

[That’s because the other sisters’ love is lacking.]

The right thing is yourself.

Common sense is wrong.

At the end of looking at the prison guards who insisted without wavering.

Lin sighed.

“…it would be nice if it overflowed with love.”

[Ah, that’s what I’m going to praise.]

“It’s not a compliment. It’s because I’m dumbfounded.”

As the aftermath of the last revolution still lingered, the Russian Khanate was not yet in a relaxed situation.

either financially.

either manpower.

Even if you save it as much as possible and operate it efficiently, it is not enough.

In the midst of this, it was not enough that Daekan was away, so he poured money and manpower into preparing for a date.

It’s not a sane thing to do.

“Why are you doing this?”

That’s why I look at the prison guards.

Lynn asked quietly.

“For the sake of my younger brother, who is not even my real sister.”

[…it’s hard for even an older sister to let go of that?]

“It’s true, isn’t it? It is impossible for your two bloods to be mixed.”

it’s cool.

So it was definitely true.

I wonder if it’s a common royal family or aristocrats who have repeated incestuous marriages.

It was impossible in the first place for the blood of the girls who had kept the pure blood of the dragon beyond paranoid to fanatical level to mix.

But despite her point.

The prison guards were not angry.

I just had a strange smile.

[Well, is that so?]

“What do you mean?”

[If you are my sister, you know, right? Rather, that’s why we can be called sisters.]

The guards covered by the gas masks looked at their faces and raised their eyebrows for a while.

Lin said plainly.

“Even if you’re a real sister, your personality probably won’t be good enough to just spread it out like a hogu.”

[Ahaha! I admit that.]

In words like that accusation.

While wearing a gas mask, giggling.

The prison guard said a little playfully.

[But you have a saying like this, right? The more stupid the younger brother, the more rice cakes they give?]

“…so you said you would give them rice cakes?”

[Yes, my sister is the world’s best fool.]

At best, I became a bride.

Far from having a deeper relationship.

He even had his groom stolen by a poisonous snake.

Who would take care of this stupid little brother if not himself?

Looking at the guards talking calmly.

Lin smiled.

“The foolish princess will hear and cry.”

[Well then. My little sister has the cutest crying face in the world.]

“Yes, that’s right.”

I’m not even a sister, but I consider you a brother.

While helping, protecting, and caring.

enjoys teasing

A contradiction itself.

But it’s crazy anyway.

All of this is pure sincerity.

That’s why I was shaking my head while looking at my younger brother, the fool, who couldn’t help it.

Rin suddenly asked.

“There’s something I don’t understand.”

[What is it?]

“What does that have to do with putting a condition on me to infiltrate like this?”

[It has nothing to do with it?]

“….”

[A hobby if you have to say it.]

“A hobby?”

[Yeah!]

With a bright smile that can be felt even through the gas mask.

The prison guard said confidently.

[I wanted to have an older sister as much as I did with my younger sister.]

“…”

What’s so interesting about it.

Looking at the prison guards talking with a single smile on their faces, it took a long time to be silent.

Lynn said quietly.

“Your mind has changed.”

[What?]

“That’s it. don’t wear it.”

[…huh?]

What do you mean out of the blue?

I wondered for a while.

After following Rin’s gaze and seeing the object he was holding, the prison guard realized the meaning and widened his eyes.

[Are you going to wear it? This?]

“Yes.”

[Really!?]

“If you want to do a preliminary survey, you have to make sure.”

It’s already been like this, so what’s there to cover?

The Sword Master, who would do anything to protect the world, said calmly.

And turn your body round and round

Stepping into the simple locker room on one side of the general shopping mall, I looked back at her, who was frozen with surprised rabbit eyes.

“What are you doing, don’t follow me.”

[Can you follow me? I? Sister?]

“You have to take off the straitjacket to wear it, right?”

[…!]

Standing tall in a simple locker room.

Look at Rin, who smiles coldly.

The prison guard realized.

This is a trap.

It’s obvious that it’s a conspiracy to make him take off his straitjacket.

Did you get very hot?

What would happen if you freed that beast from its chains that exudes bloody energy with a blood band standing on its forehead?

Because even an idiot could have known that.

Including that you shouldn’t listen to that request.

But…

“What are you waiting for?”

Swoop.

white neck.

narrow waist.

long stretched legs.

Thanks to the entangled arms, even the hill that became more prominent.

Create space to lean in on the side of the dressing room.

In the meantime, it naturally reveals the slender curves that were fully revealed over the tight-fitting straitjacket.

Lynn smiled.

“Isn’t that what you were holding to put on me yourself?”

…Knocking.

I know I shouldn’t be like this.

It seems that the brain of a genius is paralyzed by that brain-killing figure.

At the end of causing a pupil earthquake.

After swallowing dry saliva, the prison guard took out the key to the straitjacket and slowly moved forward as if possessed by something.

And after a while, the door to the small dressing room that the two of them entered closed.

click.

Squeak.

[Whoa…. that’s what a really perfect body is. Now that I’ve seen this, I might have no regrets even if I die.]

[Huh? What did you say that was good?]

[Why is my head suddenly… kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[give a give-up!]

[Arms aren’t supposed to bend in that direction!]

[Quake!]

[My life! I have no regrets at all…!]

In return for being faithful to your own desires.

The prison guard met such a fierce end.

Fortunately, thanks to the thorough soundproofing, the scream did not leak out.

It’s a pity that the locker room was shaken by the hellish corporal punishment that led to Iron Claw’s temple fist-twisting joint, and it was unavoidable.

“Ummm.”

So it was.

Dmitri, who was peeping at him from the corner with his head sticking out, broke into a cold sweat.

If I was alone here.

Dmitri might have rolled his eyes and charged.

What is that ugly prison guard doing to poor Sister Lynn that makes the locker room so upbeat?

Just imagining it makes my blood boil.

But at this very moment.

He couldn’t even budge.

It was because the cool pressure from behind made Dmitri feel more chills than anger.

“That Elshar…”

Kwaddeuk.

“…hiccup.”

A concrete corner.

White fingers dug in like tofu.

And right behind your back.

Feeling the presence of a girl watching the locker room shaking with her eyes as clear as glass.

While Dmitri was breaking out in a cold sweat.

slowly.

The girl pulled her hand out of the wall.

And after a long time, it reappeared in the locker room where the shaking stopped.

At the end of watching the white-haired beauty and the undressed prison guard with an expressionless face like a doll.

I turned around.

jerk jerk.

It seems like you’ve seen everything.

Or maybe I just can’t stand it anymore.

Elshar disappeared without looking back.

And when he saw the guards and Rin who started to look around the shopping mall again, Dmitri couldn’t help but mutter to himself.

‘…what did I come here for?’

* * *

Chi profit.

Rumbling rumbling.

Except for the red glow flowing from the furnace, most of it was a large space covered in thick darkness.

Shadows ripple like waves.

Machine sounds and steam soared.

A muscular middle-aged man who silently looked down at the scene where everything looked distorted.

The Creator murmured quietly.

“Now you are ready.”

“…Thank you, because it’s all thanks to me.”

“I appreciate your hard work.”

A woman with clear dark circles.

The Creator spoke calmly to Wanderer.

This plan itself has been prepared for a long time, but without her help, it wouldn’t have been able to advance the time like this.

“Are you going to do it right away…?”

“There is no reason to hesitate. With this, we can finally destroy one axis of the Seven Dragons.”

“The Holy Lord said something similar and failed.”

“That’s because she was in too much of a hurry and underprepared.”

“If you count it as haste, it’s the same for us…”

“Don’t worry.”

After saying just cut it off.

The Creator put his hand into his bosom.

Then, at the last World Federation meeting, he took out the object he received from Ruler and quietly opened his mouth.

“The lack of preparation can be made up for with this.”

“What if that wasn’t enough?”

I didn’t like that certainty.

At Wanderer’s point, who frowned, the Creator replied heavily.

“I still have something to say about it.”

“story…?”

“I need insurance.”

It’s not that you don’t have the confidence to succeed.

However, the Seven Dragons have overturned the plan that was believed to be certain until now.

If the Seven Dragons, especially Limon Aspelder, stepped in this time, the plans would go awry.

That is why it is necessary to be prepared for any contingency.

Looking at the creation lord Najik talked about.

Wanderer frowned.

“So you want me to be your insurance…?”

“You don’t have to go out on your own. It’s enough to help with the additional supply of this.”

“Don’t say it easily… In the first place, we don’t even know where it came from.”

“I know the source.”

“…You know?”

“Already contacting for a deal is underway.”

Wanderer’s brow narrowed even more.

With so many sword masters at his disposal, he could be said to be a powerful member of the World Federation, and that something happened without his knowledge.

Because it was unpleasant in itself.

But she swallowed her irritation.

The seven monarchs of the World Federation are on an equal footing.

There was no reason for each of them to have permission from another lord for whatever they did.

“Then what are you asking for help with? Can’t we just make a deal?”

“That’s where the problem lies. Traders want something other than money in exchange for goods.”

“What’s different…?”

Maybe it’s because I couldn’t erase the discomfort.

In response to her question with a sharper voice than usual, the Creator spoke calmly.

“The power to overturn the world.”

“…”

“In that sense, I ask.”

Was it only then that I realized the core?

Looking straight at Wanderer with a very disapproving expression.

As a member of the World Federation, the monarch who has the qualification and right to request any amount of support from the Federation as needed asked quietly.

“How many sword masters can move right now?”