"Bellos Brodian."
“Your face is pretty, but your symbol is really annoying.”
“That’s fortunate, because even though you’re not pretty, if you’re jealous and envious, it’s even more annoying.”
“...Are you telling me to listen to this?”
I asked, forcing a bright smile.
A loud laughter erupted from between Linel’s plump lips.
I felt the urge to bite his lips, but I kept my composure.
“Look at me.”
After a while, Linel stopped laughing, clasped his hands together, and looked down at me.
I saw it, okay. What can I do?
“My heart says you’re the prettiest. My eyes say the same thing? And my body says you’re so pretty that it makes me go crazy. You must feel that better, don’t you?”
My senses had dulled because of my resentment, but when I heard his words, my nerve cells became sensitive again.
His body was already desiring me.
"Who?"
"The lord of the magic tower."
"The lord of the magic tower is the prettiest?"
"Of the people currently participating in the hunting competition, yes."
Linel said in a cautious voice, as if he had thought it through carefully.
"The lord of the magic tower is a man. He's 20 or 21 years old and has been living for 250 years."
"You said among the people participating in the hunting competition, not women."
"That... that's true, but I thought you'd naturally choose from among the women."
"Why? Are you disappointed? You thought you were first, but you weren't?"
"No way?!"
"Isn't that really so?"
He smiled brightly and thrust his beautiful face, no less beautiful than Bellos's, in front of me.
Aside from my admiration for his handsome face, I hated that round, round smile teasing me, so I pushed his shoulders away with both hands and lay back down on the bed.
However, as soon as I lay down,
"What about second place?"
I jumped up again and asked him.
I ended up asking.
“Yes?”
“The prettiest person after the lord of the magic tower.”
“Zelda, you know...”
“Yes, it’s okay, so feel free to tell me what you think.”
“Not you.”
“!”
Huh?
I could feel the embarrassment rising from my chest, neck, and face.
On top of that, the resentment was rising from my navel.
“Yes, yes... I thought so.”
If only my complexion had been blushing, it would have seemed like nothing happened, but my face was hot enough to grill a steak.
“What’s the big deal?”
Linel smirked and pressed down on my body from above.
Yes, why did my face turn red so much when you thought it wasn’t important?
Even if first place is objective, isn’t it natural for second place to become a little personal and intimate?
Then I thought I could say, “Oh, you’re second!” and feel good about it!
“First place is the lord of the magic tower, and who’s second?”
I didn’t want to ask because my pride was hurt, but since he had already laughed at my burning face, there was no reason not to ask about second place.
“Me.”
“...Huh? Second place is the Emperor of the Lapion Empire?”
“Yeah.”
He nodded as if it was obvious.
I couldn’t refute him when I saw his face, so I just blankly stared up at his handsome features.
He took my hand and made me run it from the left side of his hairline down to the other side.
My hand felt sacred, as if it were a pilgrimage.
“Admit it.”
I finally said, placing my hand on his crown.
“While we’re at it, should I also tell you third place?”
Forget it.
“If you’re not going to say it’s me, don’t even open your mouth.”
I blatantly pressured him.
A caring husband would have laughed at this point and said, “Actually, my wife is the prettiest!”
But.
“Ugh, did you want to hear that I’m pretty?”
What’s with that tone? Are you mocking me right now?
"The lord of the magic tower."
"The lord of the magic tower is the prettiest?"
"Of the people currently participating in the hunting competition, yes."
Linel said in a cautious voice, as if he had thought it through carefully.
"The lord of the magic tower is a man. He's 20 or 21 years old and has been living for 250 years."
"You said among the people participating in the hunting competition, not women."
"That... that's true, but I thought you'd naturally choose from among the women."
"Why? Are you disappointed? You thought you were first, but you weren't?"
"No way?!"
"Isn't that really so?"
He smiled brightly and thrust his beautiful face, no less beautiful than Bellos's, in front of me.
Aside from my admiration for his handsome face, I hated that round, round smile teasing me, so I pushed his shoulders away with both hands and lay back down on the bed.
However, as soon as I lay down,
"What about second place?"
I jumped up again and asked him.
I ended up asking.
“Yes?”
“The prettiest person after the lord of the magic tower.”
“Zelda, you know...”
“Yes, it’s okay, so feel free to tell me what you think.”
“Not you.”
“!”
Huh?
I could feel the embarrassment rising from my chest, neck, and face.
On top of that, the resentment was rising from my navel.
“Yes, yes... I thought so.”
If only my complexion had been blushing, it would have seemed like nothing happened, but my face was hot enough to grill a steak.
“What’s the big deal?”
Linel smirked and pressed down on my body from above.
Yes, why did my face turn red so much when you thought it wasn’t important?
Even if first place is objective, isn’t it natural for second place to become a little personal and intimate?
Then I thought I could say, “Oh, you’re second!” and feel good about it!
“First place is the lord of the magic tower, and who’s second?”
I didn’t want to ask because my pride was hurt, but since he had already laughed at my burning face, there was no reason not to ask about second place.
“Me.”
“...Huh? Second place is the Emperor of the Lapion Empire?”
“Yeah.”
He nodded as if it was obvious.
I couldn’t refute him when I saw his face, so I just blankly stared up at his handsome features.
He took my hand and made me run it from the left side of his hairline down to the other side.
My hand felt sacred, as if it were a pilgrimage.
“Admit it.”
I finally said, placing my hand on his crown.
“While we’re at it, should I also tell you third place?”
Forget it.
“If you’re not going to say it’s me, don’t even open your mouth.”
I blatantly pressured him.
A caring husband would have laughed at this point and said, “Actually, my wife is the prettiest!”
But.
“Ugh, did you want to hear that I’m pretty?”
What’s with that tone? Are you mocking me right now?
“Your face is pretty, but your symbol is really annoying.”
“That’s fortunate, because even though you’re not pretty, if you’re jealous and envious, it’s even more annoying.”
“...Are you telling me to listen to this?”
I asked, forcing a bright smile.
A loud laughter erupted from between Linel’s plump lips.
I felt the urge to bite his lips, but I kept my composure.
“Look at me.”
After a while, Linel stopped laughing, clasped his hands together, and looked down at me.
I saw it, okay. What can I do?
“My heart says you’re the prettiest. My eyes say the same thing? And my body says you’re so pretty that it makes me go crazy. You must feel that better, don’t you?”
My senses had dulled because of my resentment, but when I heard his words, my nerve cells became sensitive again.
His body was already desiring me.
“But why did you say that the first place is the magic tower?”
The clown was trembling with excitement, but I had to make sure to make sure to make sure.
“That’s because my head is like that.”
...What is that? Is that the most rational opinion?
Something felt wrong, but now that I could clearly feel his physical reactions, they seemed more objective to me.
“Today, I’ll treat you well.”
“...Yes?”
While he was flustered, I released my grip and lowered my hand to his lower back. I took advantage of the moment when Linel twitched his waist and turned my body to switch places with him.
I leaned down and kissed his solid chest.
“Zelda, what are you doing...?”
A voice that sounded like it was scratching his vocal cords leaked out of his mouth.
“Linel, your heart says I’m pretty, so here’s what I'm doing.”
“Ahem, I clearly said earlier that it’s not just my heart that feels that way.”
He coughed and muttered softly.
“Yes, that’s why I’m going to be a little busy today.”
I kissed his eyelids.
That was just the beginning, and my lips began to lower and lower.
The next day.
The Duke’s Castle of the Principality of Aklatto.
“Cough, cough.”
Roxana opened her eyes, coughing out of breath.
It felt like someone was strangling her.
“Haa.”
Hetor’s arm, thicker and stronger than her thigh, was firmly placed on Roxana’s neck.
She sighed, throwing Hetor's arm aside with an annoyed expression.
Had she slept for an hour?
She didn't want to sleep, but her body was so exhausted that she passed out.
Her whole body ached and hurt.
It was less painful than when her father, Duke Haymitch, whipped her, but mentally it was more painful and horrible.
Her first experience was with this savage...
Hetor was ignorant and self-indulgent when it came to relationships, as if he were the king of the barbarians.
"Are you awake?"
Hetor opened his eyes as well.
His speech was much softer than when they first met yesterday.
However, Roxana was not at all pleased with this change.
Hetor kept her in his arms all night, telling her that she was like a piece of wood.
Not only that, he constantly compared Roxana to the women of Tanya Island.
Today, as soon as he opened his eyes, he started comparing her to the blunt ones and criticizing her.
“In Tanya, women get impatient just by looking at me and try to catch my eye. You... tsk.”
Roxana, who couldn’t stand him acting so smart, sat up straight and said coldly.
“The power of authority is so scary.”
What she meant was, ‘It’s not because you’re popular, but because you’re the king there.’
“Yeah, the power of stamina is scary, isn’t it?”
“?”
Hetor, who had only seen the sun-kissed women of Tanya Island, was so absorbed in admiring Roxana’s milky skin that he realized power was ‘stamina’ and felt proud.
“You’re a piece of wood without any charm, but you speak the truth.”
Praise came from a scary face that had no smile at all.
Roxana laughed for the first time.
It wasn’t a laugh because it was funny, but a laugh that burst out because it was so absurd.
Then, suddenly, Roxana’s expression distorted.
It was because he threw off the blanket that had been covering him in annoyance and sat up, exposing his naked body.
Hetor burst into laughter as if he found Roxana funny. Roxana vowed that if she ever got her hands on the Incarnation Sword, she would blow away that barbarian’s smiling face.
It was a beautiful day for hunting, but seeing the sun so hot in the morning made me worry about the afternoon heat.
“I think most of the guests have gathered now.”
I said to him, looking down at the guests from the steps in front of the main palace.
“I guess so.”
The knights and attendants who were participating in the Continental Hunting Competition had already finished all the preparations two hours ago.
Once all the guests had gathered, the boring congratulatory speech of the High Priest of the Lapion Empire began.
After the High Priest’s congratulatory speech, the priests lined up on both sides of the steps of the main palace and sang a song of blessing.
After that song with a perfect harmony, the speech of the Emperor of the Lapion Empire, the starting point of this competition, awaited.
I looked at Linel’s face, who was waiting for his turn next to me.
“You’ll be a bit far apart on the first day.”
Linel whispered to me, looking straight ahead at the dignitaries from each country.
“Yes, I expected you’d be sticking together on the first day.”
“What??”
He bit his lips tightly, trying not to show the dignitaries his smiling face. His luscious lips cracked as he let out a laugh.
“Thanks to whom, you have many concubines, so you won’t be lonely, so don’t worry about me.”
“...Ah. I forgot what I wanted to tell the dignitaries because of the Empress.”
Linel muttered in an awkward voice.
“Should I take your place?”
“What do you want me to say?”
“Those who are going to cause trouble to others by doing useless things in the forest should get out of the way, those who are going to whine about it being hard should get out, and those thugs who are going to intercept the prey that has already been caught should get out.”
“If you say that, half of them won’t be able to leave.”
“...Then I’ll just stay still.”
The clown was trembling with excitement, but I had to make sure to make sure to make sure.
“That’s because my head is like that.”
...What is that? Is that the most rational opinion?
Something felt wrong, but now that I could clearly feel his physical reactions, they seemed more objective to me.
“Today, I’ll treat you well.”
“...Yes?”
While he was flustered, I released my grip and lowered my hand to his lower back. I took advantage of the moment when Linel twitched his waist and turned my body to switch places with him.
I leaned down and kissed his solid chest.
“Zelda, what are you doing...?”
A voice that sounded like it was scratching his vocal cords leaked out of his mouth.
“Linel, your heart says I’m pretty, so here’s what I'm doing.”
“Ahem, I clearly said earlier that it’s not just my heart that feels that way.”
He coughed and muttered softly.
“Yes, that’s why I’m going to be a little busy today.”
I kissed his eyelids.
That was just the beginning, and my lips began to lower and lower.
***
The next day.
The Duke’s Castle of the Principality of Aklatto.
“Cough, cough.”
Roxana opened her eyes, coughing out of breath.
It felt like someone was strangling her.
“Haa.”
Hetor’s arm, thicker and stronger than her thigh, was firmly placed on Roxana’s neck.
She sighed, throwing Hetor's arm aside with an annoyed expression.
Had she slept for an hour?
She didn't want to sleep, but her body was so exhausted that she passed out.
Her whole body ached and hurt.
It was less painful than when her father, Duke Haymitch, whipped her, but mentally it was more painful and horrible.
Her first experience was with this savage...
Hetor was ignorant and self-indulgent when it came to relationships, as if he were the king of the barbarians.
"Are you awake?"
Hetor opened his eyes as well.
His speech was much softer than when they first met yesterday.
However, Roxana was not at all pleased with this change.
Hetor kept her in his arms all night, telling her that she was like a piece of wood.
Not only that, he constantly compared Roxana to the women of Tanya Island.
Today, as soon as he opened his eyes, he started comparing her to the blunt ones and criticizing her.
“In Tanya, women get impatient just by looking at me and try to catch my eye. You... tsk.”
Roxana, who couldn’t stand him acting so smart, sat up straight and said coldly.
“The power of authority is so scary.”
What she meant was, ‘It’s not because you’re popular, but because you’re the king there.’
“Yeah, the power of stamina is scary, isn’t it?”
“?”
Hetor, who had only seen the sun-kissed women of Tanya Island, was so absorbed in admiring Roxana’s milky skin that he realized power was ‘stamina’ and felt proud.
“You’re a piece of wood without any charm, but you speak the truth.”
Praise came from a scary face that had no smile at all.
Roxana laughed for the first time.
It wasn’t a laugh because it was funny, but a laugh that burst out because it was so absurd.
Then, suddenly, Roxana’s expression distorted.
It was because he threw off the blanket that had been covering him in annoyance and sat up, exposing his naked body.
Hetor burst into laughter as if he found Roxana funny. Roxana vowed that if she ever got her hands on the Incarnation Sword, she would blow away that barbarian’s smiling face.
***
It was a beautiful day for hunting, but seeing the sun so hot in the morning made me worry about the afternoon heat.
“I think most of the guests have gathered now.”
I said to him, looking down at the guests from the steps in front of the main palace.
“I guess so.”
The knights and attendants who were participating in the Continental Hunting Competition had already finished all the preparations two hours ago.
Once all the guests had gathered, the boring congratulatory speech of the High Priest of the Lapion Empire began.
After the High Priest’s congratulatory speech, the priests lined up on both sides of the steps of the main palace and sang a song of blessing.
After that song with a perfect harmony, the speech of the Emperor of the Lapion Empire, the starting point of this competition, awaited.
I looked at Linel’s face, who was waiting for his turn next to me.
“You’ll be a bit far apart on the first day.”
Linel whispered to me, looking straight ahead at the dignitaries from each country.
“Yes, I expected you’d be sticking together on the first day.”
“What??”
He bit his lips tightly, trying not to show the dignitaries his smiling face. His luscious lips cracked as he let out a laugh.
“Thanks to whom, you have many concubines, so you won’t be lonely, so don’t worry about me.”
“...Ah. I forgot what I wanted to tell the dignitaries because of the Empress.”
Linel muttered in an awkward voice.
“Should I take your place?”
“What do you want me to say?”
“Those who are going to cause trouble to others by doing useless things in the forest should get out of the way, those who are going to whine about it being hard should get out, and those thugs who are going to intercept the prey that has already been caught should get out.”
“If you say that, half of them won’t be able to leave.”
“...Then I’ll just stay still.”
The only ones who were secretly chatting while listening to the sacred songs of the priests were the Emperor and his wife of the Lapion Empire.
The priests’ song, which may or may not be a blessing, ended.
Linel gave a short and thick wish for everyone’s safety during the Continental Hunting Competition with a solemn face, and then announced that they had a new companion for the hunting competition.
The guests began to chatter.
All the countries that were going to participate must have already participated, but everyone seemed curious about who the guest Linel was introducing separately.
Linel glanced at the entrance to the main palace and shouted.
“The last guest to join us is none other than Bellos Brodian of Aklatto Island.”
The guests’ murmurs from earlier grew louder.
“Who? Bellos Brodian?”
“Could it be the lord of the magic tower?”
“Why is he suddenly participating in the Continental Hunting Competition?”
“Is there some kind of plan?”
The priests’ song, which may or may not be a blessing, ended.
Linel gave a short and thick wish for everyone’s safety during the Continental Hunting Competition with a solemn face, and then announced that they had a new companion for the hunting competition.
The guests began to chatter.
All the countries that were going to participate must have already participated, but everyone seemed curious about who the guest Linel was introducing separately.
Linel glanced at the entrance to the main palace and shouted.
“The last guest to join us is none other than Bellos Brodian of Aklatto Island.”
The guests’ murmurs from earlier grew louder.
“Who? Bellos Brodian?”
“Could it be the lord of the magic tower?”
“Why is he suddenly participating in the Continental Hunting Competition?”
“Is there some kind of plan?”
Everyone stared at Bellos Brodian as he slowly walked out of the main palace entrance with a puzzled expression and whispered among themselves.
“Has Bellos Brodian ever participated in a Continental Hunting Competition?”
Grand Duke Martins asked Linel.
“Yes.”
The answer came out of Bellos Brodian’s mouth.
“It happened before the people gathered here were born, so you might not remember, but 100 years ago, I often participated in the Continental Hunting Competition.”
Bellos Brodian spoke as if he were an elder talking to his children with his youngest face.
Only then did the guests remember Bellos Brodian’s age, which they had forgotten.
In particular, the women couldn’t take their eyes off the lord of the magic tower, looking at him with longing and curiosity.
“I think you know me well. So I’ll skip the detailed introduction.”
I flinched at the lord of the magic tower's somewhat arrogant attitude, but considering his position and the years he’s lived, I could understand.
However, perhaps he was a little taken aback by what he just said, and he added with a big smile.
“We’ll have plenty of time to talk during the hunting competition anyway, ahem.”
However, the lord of the magic tower's coughing sound didn’t match his refreshing appearance at all.
“It’s a bit uncomfortable to suddenly participate like this without prior notice.”
“That’s right.”
The Emperor and Empress of the Northern Continent’s Ekiya Empire, the oldest of the VIPs at the hunting competition who rarely expressed their opinions, revealed their discomfort.
“I thought you two would be good companions for me, but I’m disappointed. I especially wanted to share some of the healthy food I eat with you two.”
When the lord of the magic tower mentioned 'health food' with a slightly sour expression, the eyes of the Emperor and Empress of the Ekiya Empire brightened.
"Well, I didn't mean to oppose. I just regret that there was no prior notice..."
The Emperor of the Ekiya Empire coughed and changed his words just like the lord of the magic tower.
"Did Her Majesty call you? Are you two already in a conspiracy?"
At that moment, I heard Emperor Adrian's true feelings.
I looked at the silverfish with a dumbfounded expression, wondering what kind of nonsense he was talking about.
Why did I call the Lord of the Magic Tower? How did I call him? I just saw him yesterday. What are we in a conspiracy about?
And you, were you talking to me informally just now? Huh?
It would have been nice if my true feelings were conveyed when I cursed at Emperor Adrian, but today, again, my true feelings were not conveyed to Emperor Adrian.
In any case, the atmosphere was not welcoming to the lord of the magic tower's sudden visit.
“Oh, by the way, I heard that Count Ethan, who is in charge of the Imperial Blacksmith, is also joining us. Count Ethan, can I ask you to polish my sword later? It’s old like mine, so it needs a lot of care.”
The lord of the magic tower looked around at the guests’ sullen expressions and suddenly spoke to Count Ethan.
Wait, Count Ethan is joining us too?
Count Ethan, who had been hunched over behind Raphael and Stiane, appeared briefly at the lord of the magic tower's question.
I looked for Catherine with surprised eyes without realizing it.
Catherine didn’t seem to know this either, as her head tilted to one side, and a smile gradually spread across her lips.
This, this, isn’t it dangerous?
Suddenly, there was someone to watch during the hunting competition.
Of course, Melanie would be watching with a keen eye than I.
Even now, Melanie was glancing back and forth between Count Ethan and Catherine, glaring.
“Oh, yes. Of course. What kind of sword do you use?”
A bewildered Count Ethan absentmindedly asked the lord of the magic tower a question.
“There’s no such thing as a type, it’s just... an incarnation sword.”
Contrary to the lord of the magic tower's calm answer, the guests suddenly started to get agitated.
They all stared at the sword wrapped in cloth on the lord of the magic tower's back.
The words ‘incarnation sword’ were repeatedly heard from the mouths of the heads of each country.
Their gazes changed cleverly.
‘What’s that human Bellos doing?’
The incarnation inside me suddenly spoke in a worried voice that didn’t seem to fit.
‘Why? Shouldn’t other people know about the incarnation sword?’
When I asked, the incarnation responded as if it were natural.
‘Everyone already knows what the incarnation sword is. So we shouldn’t look at it!’
Why?
“Has Bellos Brodian ever participated in a Continental Hunting Competition?”
Grand Duke Martins asked Linel.
“Yes.”
The answer came out of Bellos Brodian’s mouth.
“It happened before the people gathered here were born, so you might not remember, but 100 years ago, I often participated in the Continental Hunting Competition.”
Bellos Brodian spoke as if he were an elder talking to his children with his youngest face.
Only then did the guests remember Bellos Brodian’s age, which they had forgotten.
In particular, the women couldn’t take their eyes off the lord of the magic tower, looking at him with longing and curiosity.
“I think you know me well. So I’ll skip the detailed introduction.”
I flinched at the lord of the magic tower's somewhat arrogant attitude, but considering his position and the years he’s lived, I could understand.
However, perhaps he was a little taken aback by what he just said, and he added with a big smile.
“We’ll have plenty of time to talk during the hunting competition anyway, ahem.”
However, the lord of the magic tower's coughing sound didn’t match his refreshing appearance at all.
“It’s a bit uncomfortable to suddenly participate like this without prior notice.”
“That’s right.”
The Emperor and Empress of the Northern Continent’s Ekiya Empire, the oldest of the VIPs at the hunting competition who rarely expressed their opinions, revealed their discomfort.
“I thought you two would be good companions for me, but I’m disappointed. I especially wanted to share some of the healthy food I eat with you two.”
When the lord of the magic tower mentioned 'health food' with a slightly sour expression, the eyes of the Emperor and Empress of the Ekiya Empire brightened.
"Well, I didn't mean to oppose. I just regret that there was no prior notice..."
The Emperor of the Ekiya Empire coughed and changed his words just like the lord of the magic tower.
"Did Her Majesty call you? Are you two already in a conspiracy?"
At that moment, I heard Emperor Adrian's true feelings.
I looked at the silverfish with a dumbfounded expression, wondering what kind of nonsense he was talking about.
Why did I call the Lord of the Magic Tower? How did I call him? I just saw him yesterday. What are we in a conspiracy about?
And you, were you talking to me informally just now? Huh?
It would have been nice if my true feelings were conveyed when I cursed at Emperor Adrian, but today, again, my true feelings were not conveyed to Emperor Adrian.
In any case, the atmosphere was not welcoming to the lord of the magic tower's sudden visit.
“Oh, by the way, I heard that Count Ethan, who is in charge of the Imperial Blacksmith, is also joining us. Count Ethan, can I ask you to polish my sword later? It’s old like mine, so it needs a lot of care.”
The lord of the magic tower looked around at the guests’ sullen expressions and suddenly spoke to Count Ethan.
Wait, Count Ethan is joining us too?
Count Ethan, who had been hunched over behind Raphael and Stiane, appeared briefly at the lord of the magic tower's question.
I looked for Catherine with surprised eyes without realizing it.
Catherine didn’t seem to know this either, as her head tilted to one side, and a smile gradually spread across her lips.
This, this, isn’t it dangerous?
Suddenly, there was someone to watch during the hunting competition.
Of course, Melanie would be watching with a keen eye than I.
Even now, Melanie was glancing back and forth between Count Ethan and Catherine, glaring.
“Oh, yes. Of course. What kind of sword do you use?”
A bewildered Count Ethan absentmindedly asked the lord of the magic tower a question.
“There’s no such thing as a type, it’s just... an incarnation sword.”
Contrary to the lord of the magic tower's calm answer, the guests suddenly started to get agitated.
They all stared at the sword wrapped in cloth on the lord of the magic tower's back.
The words ‘incarnation sword’ were repeatedly heard from the mouths of the heads of each country.
Their gazes changed cleverly.
‘What’s that human Bellos doing?’
The incarnation inside me suddenly spoke in a worried voice that didn’t seem to fit.
‘Why? Shouldn’t other people know about the incarnation sword?’
When I asked, the incarnation responded as if it were natural.
‘Everyone already knows what the incarnation sword is. So we shouldn’t look at it!’
Why?
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