I Became the Wrong Race

118 – Warlock and Black Knight (6)

“… Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

Melody, who ran away, came back soon.

[Play time: 9,776 hours]

Since she ran away for 9,776 hours, she actually got her emotions together in less than an hour and came back.

But that didn’t mean I thought she was okay, I could tell just by looking at her face.

His eyes are red, his gaze towards me is not kind, and he glares at me when I try to look back.

In the meantime, I felt a sense of injustice that I could not erase from my gaze his, so I had to walk with the feeling of a sinner.

We were heading to the Cradle of Shadows.

“… Um, that.”

“Say it.”

“I’m sorry. That is…”

“Are you okay. “If I had known that Llewelyn was such a tactless person, she would have changed her approach a long time ago.”

There are thorns in words. Still, I couldn’t show or say anything that I didn’t like.

Because it was right that I was wrong.

Just like when I hit a dive and the snowball rolled like a dog and the game ended, I am a person who knows shame.

Even though it’s my fault, I can’t criticize Melody. I quietly followed her with her mouth closed.

Melody was walking five steps ahead of me. Since she can’t narrow down even if I hurry, she must be using something magical or sword-like.

But I couldn’t inquire.

What can I say to the wrong topic? I quietly followed Melody.

I never thought that even Melody would like me.

I knew about Isla and my sister, but I didn’t know Melody was like that.

At most, I thought that Ortemili or Lorian would express deep affection for me due to the fatherly kindness in me.

I wondered where on earth I had come to have such feelings, but I couldn’t ask.

Because it was in a similar context to the question I asked earlier, ‘Hey haha, do you like me? Haha’.

If that were the case, they wouldn’t have anything to say even if Melody pulled out her sword and stabbed me.

So, it was around this time that I was walking, desperately hoping for her to break this uncomfortable silence.

“Llewelyn.”

“Yes, yes?”

“Answer comfortably.”

“Yes…”

How do you answer comfortably in this situation?

However, I didn’t point out that he really wanted me to be comfortable with Melody as well.

“What does Llewelyn think of me?”

Ah, that’s a really difficult question.

I was sweating.

“Well, that… It’s cute and lovely, but I think it’s very helpful and a great person…”

Melody must have liked my desperate look and smiled and narrowed the distance. Before you know it, it’s three steps.

“Are you flattering me? Because I’m not in a good mood?”

“I’m serious.”

“You know how to do cute things. “I have to watch it again.”

It was shortened to one step, and before I knew it, Melody was next to me.

Naturally, I felt relieved, but I couldn’t let down my guard.

A woman’s mind is like that, so in a situation like this, she may suddenly act at ease and then go into phase 2, thinking, ‘Do you really think I’ve lost my temper?’

I was alert and alert. I felt my heart pounding due to my extremely active concentration.

“I’m sorry.”

“Yes.”

“Can I ask your permission to commit a petty joke by asking why you like me?”

“What are you talking about? “It’s funny.”

Melody’s eyes were still red as she smiled slightly. My heart is naturally weakening.

“Anyway. Do you want to know why I like Llewelyn? “Do you really want to hear something so unfamiliar?”

“Well, actually… “I’d like to hear about it because I didn’t even think about it.”

“There was a lot of water.”

This was an unexpected statement to me, who thought he had a handsome face at most.

As I stared blankly, Melody walked next to me and said.

“I would say it’s excellent even at first glance. “I wasn’t interested in people without talent or ability, so I gave them priority as candidates.”

“Candidate.”

“Yes. Because I am not an immortal or long-lived species like my sister or Eshaterna. “Shouldn’t we find a good man in time?”

“But you have no experience…”

“Who said that?! “I have a lot of experience.”

The voice gradually decreases. Does she know that what she said was a lie?

Melody sank.

“I know, I know. That heavenly melody is a virgin who has never experienced a man. “Would you please wake up?”

“People who like it will like it.”

“What about Llewelyn?”

A glance towards me. A deep fondness was revealed in his raised, slanted eyes.

“Does Llewelyn like virgins?”

“I can’t eat it because I don’t have it.”

“… “What do you say?”

Melody chuckles and taps my arm. I scratched my head shyly.

“I’m glad that’s the case.”

Melody said that and looked blankly into space.

“Do you remember what I told you about the dueling school? Something about my mother.”

“Yes, how could you forget?”

“Then it will be easy to understand.”

Melody’s toe kicks a rock, and the rock flies and rolls on the floor. She said while looking at the stone.

“The elders of the school did not want me to interact with men. “I don’t want flaws to appear in the ‘finished product’ for no reason.”

“So…”

“So I almost had no experience with men. “Before I started my life as an adventurer, the only men I saw were a few elders.”

In the midst of all that, there I was. A man who came close to Melody, who had not been in contact with her her man even after being liberated by his older sister her her, as was her her habit of her her.

“It might sound a little strange when I say it this way, but I know very little about love.”

“I guess so, right?”

“That’s why I like a man who pulls me along, that is.”

As she speaks, her face turns red little by little. Melody must have sensed my gaze and wiggled her fingers.

“Llewelyn did it because he pushed me. She got it stuck in her head and wouldn’t leave, so…”

Ah.

I suddenly remembered the past. When Melody saw her bluff her, her mother’s kindness awoke her and she was furious.

“When I think about that, my heart flutters, and I want to get hurt, so… Because I’m conscious of it, I keep thinking about it…”

“So you started to like me.”

“Ugh.”

A melody that covers my red face with my hair. I felt sad seeing the bird with its wings cut off.

A girl who fell in love with me like a bird following its mother her bird her her, even though she didn’t have the experience she deserved.

When I thought about it, I felt uncomfortable.

Rather than receiving the love and affection I deserved, I should say it feels like I took it in a foolish way.

Melody, who could not see my uncomfortable expression, walked with her face covered, and when I saw the tree in front of her path, I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and pulled her close.

“Tsk.”

“It’s dangerous. You have to walk with your eyes open.”

“No, I can avoid it even if I close my eyes…”

My words run out. But I like being hugged.

“It’s like this. “How can you not like this?”

A melody that grumbles with a red face.

That face and attitude were definitely lovely.

But I didn’t know what to do with her affection

First of all, I have Isla, and Isla said she wouldn’t mind being a concubine.

I couldn’t say to Melody, ‘You say it’s okay to be a concubine, but do you want to be a concubine?’

Because none other than Melody herself was approaching it with a girlish sensibility.

There is no such thing as a girl who wants to be a concubine.

It is usually not until the time when a girl leaves a girl, becomes an adult, realizes reality, and finds a way to live that she decides to become a concubine.

Lorian says she is not a girl and she is one of the three clans in her crazy years,’absolutely like blood relatives’, so she is a’mistress? ‘She can’t stand it.’ She may bring her mistress on herself.

Because the melody is not like that.

I walked with her, with her uncomfortable heart.

I was wondering what the right answer would be.

My sister has always been a great help in times like this, but now she is no help at all.

Oh, now that I think about it, what should I do about my sister?

As we walked, suppressing our sighs, we soon reached the almost completed fortress.

Only one day had passed, but it was semi-complete.

Melody opened her eyes wide as if she was surprised.

“Wow, already?”

“They are the black knights, right? The work is fast.”

The Black Knight is surprisingly a job that receives compensation for other actions as well.

Almost all professions do not receive compensation for actions other than combat, and at most hunters and bards are good at chores.

Perhaps because the Black Knight had no magic power and usually performed missions alone, he was assumed to be good at all kinds of things.

So, excluding the use of magical power, it was also the closest to an all-round job.

In fact, it’s like Grimm Darker’s Paladin.

If you think about correcting their behavior, it’s just construction of a fort.

We approached the fortress, passing through the still hard-working Black Knights.

As I passed through the semi-automatic door of the wooden fence that was opened by pushing it with magical power, I suddenly found myself in a cradle of shadows.

The vision of the anti-magic school that even I, who do not possess magical power, can feel the exuding anti-magic power.

Melody already looked bad.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m OK. All you have to do is hide your magic inside…”

Is that possible?

I didn’t know that it was a job that didn’t use magical power. Well, it could be because it is a melody that is almost universal.

“That’s right. Even though skilled spell casters cannot use magic by hiding their magic inside, they can use basic strengthening magic.”

There was a giant who welcomed us.

The interior of the Shadow Cradle is bright and the floor is white and clean overall.

The interior of the Cradle of Shadows seemed to become dark with just the presence of that giant.

And he was worthy of it.

“Walterok.”

“Did you rest well last night?”

“Thank you. “I definitely felt at ease because the Dark Knights were nearby.”

“Hmm, I never thought there would be someone to welcome us.”

Walterok smiles sheepishly. I thought as I listened to his deep voice

It may not be so strange for a Balterok like this to be called a slayer.

They say I am being comfortable with them, but from the perspective of the warlocks, aren’t they like a walking reaper?

If you think about it like that, it was natural.

But I didn’t ask without notice. She asked and she said, ‘That’s so damn rude. If you say, ‘I have to break your head,’ there aren’t many ways to fight back.

First of all, I thought I would. The title of slayer is definitely really cool, though.

Usually, when someone says, ‘You’re a murderer, right?’, It’s either sarcasm or criticism.

So I let Valterok continue talking, and he looked at me for a moment (I couldn’t see his eyes because I was wearing a helmet, but it felt like it) and then led me and Melody to the upper floor ＜. Br﹥

“You’ve come at the right time.”

There was something like an observation window on the upper floor. There was probably a device that moved this cradle.

From that observation window, I could see the mountain where the pantheon was located and everything around, from Marsi to Servan in the distance.

“The warlocks have noticed us. Of course.”

The Shadow Cradle is something huge with anti-magic power.

Naturally, when it moves, all the magic around it is pushed out and shakes.

In other words, it creates a magic storm.

So the scenery seen from the observation window on the upper floor was something that could be expected to some extent.

“It’s time to go out.”

The northwest Servan seen from the observation window was densely filled with black, writhing tentacle-like things.