60. Bare chest
Even Ceres, who could fly and crawl, could be defeated by numbers.
“Mr. Ceres, put me down for now.”
If only one Ceres escapes...
However, Ceres stubbornly refused to follow Diarin's orders.
It was the first time Ceres had been so stubborn.
“Put me down!”
“I don’t like it.”
“Do you want to die together like this?!”
“I don’t die.”
He was quite confident in this situation.
...The problem was that even those words were somewhat trustworthy since they were from Ceres.
“Then put me down and fight. I can protect myself from behind.”
Since it didn't seem like running away would solve the problem, she thought it would be better to trust in Ceres's skills.
“...Fight?”
“Yes, fight.”
Ceres immediately put Diarin down.
The reason he ran away until now was that Diarin ordered him to run away.
Now that she's given him the order to fight, he just starts fighting.
Ceres faced the assassins who rushed at him without a trace of fear, even though he was bare-handed.
"Ha!"
He didn't even make a loud noise.
He slaps away the flying magic with his hand, then picks it up and swings it around.
The monotonous movements flowed naturally, as if breathing.
Even though Diarin was in the midst of a life-or-death battle, she occasionally took notice of Ceres' movements.
“Ah!”
Already the third.
The assassin has fallen.
In terms of skill alone, Ceres had an overwhelming advantage.
But the number of assassins was overwhelming.
“Die!”
This could not be stopped by any means.
One by one, wounds began to appear on Ceres' body.
Diarin calmly assessed the situation.
If Ceres had fought alone, he might not have been hurt like that.
Ceres was now fighting, focusing on protecting Diarin behind him.
The 8th Division was always at the forefront of the fight, so they weren't used to fighting while guarding something.
Among the 8th unit members, there was no one so weak that they needed to be protected.
If he were injured and appeared to be in trouble, he would be executed by the same 8th unit members.
He was struggling to hold on to his unfamiliar fighting style.
'If only I weren't here!'
Diarin realized how she should move.
At least she shouldn't be hiding behind Ceres.
If they continue like this, they will both end up dead.
Diarin started running, leaving Ceres behind.
“The priest is running away!”
As expected, the assassins followed Diarin as well.
It seemed like there was an intention to silence the 8th Unit's whereabouts so that no one would know.
A person who wants to completely erase the existence of the 8th Division from this world.
'Who could it be?'
Diarin thought while running.
Having spent a long time on the battlefield, Diarin's physical abilities were not that bad.
She ran faster than most women, and she knew how to outrun her enemies.
But the opponent was not bad.
With each step, the distance between them narrowed, as if they had sent a high-level assassin.
'This can't go on!'
A mysterious weapon flew in from behind.
But there was no time to look back.
Is Ceres fighting well?
"Oh!"
She was running so fast that she didn't even know where she was going or how she got there.
Now even her legs were shaking.
Diarin stumbled as her foot tripped on a rock.
The assassins' daggers flew in without missing that gap.
"Ah!"
It was unavoidable.
No, in the first place, Diarin didn't have the talent to avoid the assassin's secret weapon.
Maybe because she was out of her mind, she didn't feel any immediate pain.
But the body was out of control.
Her vision suddenly rolled around.
The body rolled down the slope.
She doesn't even know how far she's rolling.
“Mr. Ceres...”
Ceres must be safe.
Somewhere, a hollow, her body hit something, and her body shook loudly.
A pitch-black darkness fell before her eyes.
“Cere....”
“Diarin!”
Before Diarin's consciousness completely disappeared, Ceres' scream was heard.
It won't work.
You should have run away.
What if someone follows you?
She is an ordinary person who has no regrets about whether she lives or dies, but Ceres is not like that.
He's lived a hard life up until now, so he should live happily from now on.
She can't just let it end like this without enjoying it.
That won't do.
Run away.
But the last thing Diarin felt was the warmth of strong arms embracing her body.
"Ugh..."
With the pain piercing through her entire body, Diarin realized at once that she was alive.
After opening her eyes, she no longer has to look around and ask questions like, 'Am I alive?'
It would be so unfair if she were still in this much pain even after she died.
That's how much Diarin was hurt.
“Ugh...”
She groaned without even opening her eyes, but the warmth that had been surrounding her body tightened a little more.
“...?”
Even in her daze, Diarin seemed to know what this was.
She is currently being held by someone.
“Mr. Ceres?”
She asked with her eyes closed.
She doesn't have the energy to open her eyes.
"Yes."
Ceres's voice resonates low through the body.
The tension that had been building up just in case suddenly disappeared.
Ceres hugged Diarin's body tighter and stroked her back as if to reassure her.
Warmth was transmitted from Ceres' palm.
It was just like divine power.
What was conveyed was not only warmth, but also interest in oneself.
As expected, the world was full of sincerity.
“...?”
Diarin, who had been enjoying Ceres's gentle touch for a while, suddenly realized that she was experiencing an unfamiliar feeling.
Since you are clearly a patient, there is no need to ask where you are or what happened.
Lying spread out like this, it must be a safe place. He must have somehow saved her life.
But why can't I feel Ceres' palm touching my back?
Her eyes, which had been closed due to her aching body, suddenly opened.
“...Mr. Ceres...?”
What appeared before her eyes was Ceres' bare chest.
Man. Chest.
“...What about the clothes...?”
“It’s torn.”
“Ah, I see. So you just took it off.”
"Yes."
Diarin, who had been staring intently at Ceres' chest, lowered her gaze.
Her own chest was visible.
Her bare chest pressed against Ceres's chest.
"...I am?"
Why am I taking off my clothes too?
Meanwhile, as if to let her know that she was naked, Ceres's hand continued to stroke Diarin's back without rest.
“You got hurt.”
"...Ah..."
As expected, the feeling of being hit by a weapon was real.
It wasn't just that it hurt from rolling around.
“I took it out because it was poisonous.”
"I see..."
“That’s right.”
There was nothing strange in the process.
Ceres tried to save Diarin's life, and as a result, they both lived.
The result was that they were both naked and standing chest to chest.
So there was no need to feel embarrassed.
Emotions don't follow words that well.
“I think I’ve come to my senses now, so it’s okay to let me go.”
Diarin, whose face had turned strawberry-red, managed to speak.
The strawberry pink rug would have gone with the mansion, which is a good thing.
Because instead of an attachment rug, it can become an attachment face color.
"No."
“...Huh? I told you to let me go.”
Diarin spoke again, as Ceres seemed not to understand.
But Ceres denied it again.
"No."
“...What is it?”
Isn't this guy being stubborn like a puppy because he doesn't want to let go?
Diarin glared, ready to hit him if necessary.
But Ceres whined as if he had been hit before he could even be struck.
“It’s not okay.”
“...Ah, no. That’s... I’m fine. So you don’t have to hold me.”
“I am not okay.”
"...Ah?"
Now Diarin sees that Ceres's eyes are shaking.
She hadn't noticed, but Ceres was now unstable.
“It’s not okay.”
“Oh! Oh, oh. Yeah. Keep doing this. Oh, oh.”
She doesn't know where this is, but if it blows up here, it's a real problem.
Diarin hurriedly reached out to hug Ceres's shoulder, but then winced in excruciating pain.
“Keuhuuk...”
Wow, that really hurt.
No matter how much she traveled to battlefields, Diarin was a priest.
There was virtually no chance of getting stabbed anywhere.
The taste of the first needle she ever felt in her life was... very poisonous and hot.
Still, stabilizing Ceres was the priority right now.
“Well done, well done.”
Although she couldn't fully raise her arms, she just roughly put her arms around his waist and wiggled her hands. Ceres' eyes suddenly opened.
Our puppy has been really patient.
He was attacked.
It's exactly like a battlefield.
In this situation, where did he not run wild, attack civilian homes, and indiscriminately massacre people?
He really became human.
“How did you hold on?”
“Hold on...?”
Ceres tilted his head as if he didn't understand what Diarin was saying.
It's not something he should be surprised by, as if he were hearing such unfamiliar words.
Until just a little while ago, that was him.
Now, it's no use pretending like it wasn't his past and not understanding what she's talking about.
But just looking at Ceres' face now, it was impossible to imagine that he was the same person as the mad dog that had been running wild before.
Far from being excited, the young master's face was cold and composed.
“The enemies are coming. You weren’t so excited that you couldn’t see ahead, were you?”
In the meantime, he managed to take care of her.
Even when he started fighting, he fought to protect 'Diarin'.
Still, he thought that if 'Diarin' moved away, things would go back to how they were.
But in the end, Ceres followed 'Diarin' and saved her life.
“I only saw Diarin.”
“...”
Even Ceres, who could fly and crawl, could be defeated by numbers.
“Mr. Ceres, put me down for now.”
Holding onto her, he can't do either.
First of all, since she belongs to the temple, there is at least some chance of survival.
If only one Ceres escapes...
However, Ceres stubbornly refused to follow Diarin's orders.
It was the first time Ceres had been so stubborn.
“Put me down!”
“I don’t like it.”
“Do you want to die together like this?!”
“I don’t die.”
He was quite confident in this situation.
...The problem was that even those words were somewhat trustworthy since they were from Ceres.
“Then put me down and fight. I can protect myself from behind.”
Since it didn't seem like running away would solve the problem, she thought it would be better to trust in Ceres's skills.
“...Fight?”
“Yes, fight.”
Ceres immediately put Diarin down.
The reason he ran away until now was that Diarin ordered him to run away.
Now that she's given him the order to fight, he just starts fighting.
Ceres faced the assassins who rushed at him without a trace of fear, even though he was bare-handed.
"Ha!"
He didn't even make a loud noise.
He slaps away the flying magic with his hand, then picks it up and swings it around.
The monotonous movements flowed naturally, as if breathing.
Even though Diarin was in the midst of a life-or-death battle, she occasionally took notice of Ceres' movements.
“Ah!”
Already the third.
The assassin has fallen.
In terms of skill alone, Ceres had an overwhelming advantage.
But the number of assassins was overwhelming.
“Die!”
This could not be stopped by any means.
One by one, wounds began to appear on Ceres' body.
Diarin calmly assessed the situation.
If Ceres had fought alone, he might not have been hurt like that.
Ceres was now fighting, focusing on protecting Diarin behind him.
The 8th Division was always at the forefront of the fight, so they weren't used to fighting while guarding something.
Among the 8th unit members, there was no one so weak that they needed to be protected.
If he were injured and appeared to be in trouble, he would be executed by the same 8th unit members.
He was struggling to hold on to his unfamiliar fighting style.
'If only I weren't here!'
Diarin realized how she should move.
At least she shouldn't be hiding behind Ceres.
If they continue like this, they will both end up dead.
Diarin started running, leaving Ceres behind.
“The priest is running away!”
"Split it!"
It seemed like there was an intention to silence the 8th Unit's whereabouts so that no one would know.
A person who wants to completely erase the existence of the 8th Division from this world.
'Who could it be?'
Diarin thought while running.
Having spent a long time on the battlefield, Diarin's physical abilities were not that bad.
She ran faster than most women, and she knew how to outrun her enemies.
But the opponent was not bad.
With each step, the distance between them narrowed, as if they had sent a high-level assassin.
'This can't go on!'
A mysterious weapon flew in from behind.
But there was no time to look back.
Is Ceres fighting well?
Even as the dagger flew toward her, Diarin worried about Ceres.
She was running so fast that she didn't even know where she was going or how she got there.
Now even her legs were shaking.
Diarin stumbled as her foot tripped on a rock.
The assassins' daggers flew in without missing that gap.
"Ah!"
It was unavoidable.
No, in the first place, Diarin didn't have the talent to avoid the assassin's secret weapon.
Maybe because she was out of her mind, she didn't feel any immediate pain.
But the body was out of control.
Her vision suddenly rolled around.
The body rolled down the slope.
She doesn't even know how far she's rolling.
“Mr. Ceres...”
Ceres must be safe.
Somewhere, a hollow, her body hit something, and her body shook loudly.
A pitch-black darkness fell before her eyes.
“Cere....”
“Diarin!”
Before Diarin's consciousness completely disappeared, Ceres' scream was heard.
It won't work.
You should have run away.
What if someone follows you?
She is an ordinary person who has no regrets about whether she lives or dies, but Ceres is not like that.
He's lived a hard life up until now, so he should live happily from now on.
She can't just let it end like this without enjoying it.
That won't do.
Run away.
But the last thing Diarin felt was the warmth of strong arms embracing her body.
***
"Ugh..."
With the pain piercing through her entire body, Diarin realized at once that she was alive.
After opening her eyes, she no longer has to look around and ask questions like, 'Am I alive?'
It would be so unfair if she were still in this much pain even after she died.
That's how much Diarin was hurt.
“Ugh...”
She groaned without even opening her eyes, but the warmth that had been surrounding her body tightened a little more.
“...?”
Even in her daze, Diarin seemed to know what this was.
She is currently being held by someone.
“Mr. Ceres?”
She asked with her eyes closed.
She doesn't have the energy to open her eyes.
"Yes."
Ceres's voice resonates low through the body.
The tension that had been building up just in case suddenly disappeared.
Ceres hugged Diarin's body tighter and stroked her back as if to reassure her.
Warmth was transmitted from Ceres' palm.
It was just like divine power.
What was conveyed was not only warmth, but also interest in oneself.
As expected, the world was full of sincerity.
“...?”
Diarin, who had been enjoying Ceres's gentle touch for a while, suddenly realized that she was experiencing an unfamiliar feeling.
Since you are clearly a patient, there is no need to ask where you are or what happened.
Lying spread out like this, it must be a safe place. He must have somehow saved her life.
But why can't I feel Ceres' palm touching my back?
Her eyes, which had been closed due to her aching body, suddenly opened.
“...Mr. Ceres...?”
What appeared before her eyes was Ceres' bare chest.
Man. Chest.
“...What about the clothes...?”
“It’s torn.”
“Ah, I see. So you just took it off.”
"Yes."
Diarin, who had been staring intently at Ceres' chest, lowered her gaze.
Her own chest was visible.
Her bare chest pressed against Ceres's chest.
"...I am?"
Why am I taking off my clothes too?
Meanwhile, as if to let her know that she was naked, Ceres's hand continued to stroke Diarin's back without rest.
“You got hurt.”
"...Ah..."
As expected, the feeling of being hit by a weapon was real.
It wasn't just that it hurt from rolling around.
“I took it out because it was poisonous.”
"I see..."
“That’s right.”
There was nothing strange in the process.
Ceres tried to save Diarin's life, and as a result, they both lived.
The result was that they were both naked and standing chest to chest.
So there was no need to feel embarrassed.
...Reason said.
“I think I’ve come to my senses now, so it’s okay to let me go.”
Diarin, whose face had turned strawberry-red, managed to speak.
The strawberry pink rug would have gone with the mansion, which is a good thing.
Because instead of an attachment rug, it can become an attachment face color.
"No."
“...Huh? I told you to let me go.”
Diarin spoke again, as Ceres seemed not to understand.
But Ceres denied it again.
"No."
“...What is it?”
Isn't this guy being stubborn like a puppy because he doesn't want to let go?
Diarin glared, ready to hit him if necessary.
But Ceres whined as if he had been hit before he could even be struck.
“It’s not okay.”
“...Ah, no. That’s... I’m fine. So you don’t have to hold me.”
“I am not okay.”
"...Ah?"
Now Diarin sees that Ceres's eyes are shaking.
She hadn't noticed, but Ceres was now unstable.
“It’s not okay.”
“Oh! Oh, oh. Yeah. Keep doing this. Oh, oh.”
She doesn't know where this is, but if it blows up here, it's a real problem.
Diarin hurriedly reached out to hug Ceres's shoulder, but then winced in excruciating pain.
“Keuhuuk...”
Wow, that really hurt.
No matter how much she traveled to battlefields, Diarin was a priest.
There was virtually no chance of getting stabbed anywhere.
The taste of the first needle she ever felt in her life was... very poisonous and hot.
Still, stabilizing Ceres was the priority right now.
“Well done, well done.”
Although she couldn't fully raise her arms, she just roughly put her arms around his waist and wiggled her hands. Ceres' eyes suddenly opened.
Our puppy has been really patient.
He was attacked.
It's exactly like a battlefield.
In this situation, where did he not run wild, attack civilian homes, and indiscriminately massacre people?
He really became human.
“How did you hold on?”
“Hold on...?”
Ceres tilted his head as if he didn't understand what Diarin was saying.
It's not something he should be surprised by, as if he were hearing such unfamiliar words.
Until just a little while ago, that was him.
Now, it's no use pretending like it wasn't his past and not understanding what she's talking about.
But just looking at Ceres' face now, it was impossible to imagine that he was the same person as the mad dog that had been running wild before.
Far from being excited, the young master's face was cold and composed.
“The enemies are coming. You weren’t so excited that you couldn’t see ahead, were you?”
In the meantime, he managed to take care of her.
Even when he started fighting, he fought to protect 'Diarin'.
Still, he thought that if 'Diarin' moved away, things would go back to how they were.
But in the end, Ceres followed 'Diarin' and saved her life.
“I only saw Diarin.”
“...”
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