Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

"Say."

"You just paused by the window for a few minutes, was it on purpose? It was just to wait for the sun to set at the position you expected. Also, you just started to analyze the sword master of the Japanese archipelago to me like this and that. Is it just to delay the time?"

Limar Langmaloch questioned one after another.

"You just want to look back and see the afterglow of the sun in the window."

"...um..." Masefield? Shelley fell silent.

"How about a different question?" He yielded. "I can trade gossip about anyone in Britain for not answering the question."

"The things you just did have been recorded in the monocular recorder." Limar Lanmaloque didn't intend to let his bad friend go.

"No, I just like to have a sense of ritual when discussing important matters." Masefield Shelley explained his behavior.

Then he faced the strange smile of Limar Lamaloch, but he was still defeated.

British gentlemen are not as thick-skinned as Japanese archipelago sword masters.

"Okay. I'll tell you a surprising secret."

"Say."

"Do you know why that guy Russell wants us to spread bad things about that Japanese sword master?"

"I'm a little interested in this."

"It was Hilary who asked him to. This guy made a loyalty oath for Hilary's promise of a meal. He really doesn't take his own life seriously."

"... What you said is true?"

"Of course, I think, this Pendragon's blood is not as good as the next generation. He dared to have feelings for [Wei An]'s offspring. Back then [the first sage] dense forest didn't pass this level, he was mere pull Searle, how can I escape the charm of the blood of the fairy in the lake."

"...It's none of our business, forget it, let's discuss which first-level heritage and armament I should borrow."

Chapter 15 Fairies

No one knows where it is in a secret territory.

Saori Asakura was wearing a red and white maiden costume and a flower hairpin, kneeling in front of a wide lake.

Beside her, there were a few goblins dancing up and down.

"Yazhi, yarn weaving."

The sudden shout broke the tranquility, and a girl with blond wavy hair bounced out of the air and came to Asakura Saori's side.

"What's the matter? Hilary? What's the matter today?"

Saori Asakura opened her bright golden eyes.

After a few seconds, the golden light slowly receded and turned into her original different-colored pupils.

"Today's preliminary round of the [Knights Conference] is coming to the last round, do you want to go and see it with me?" Hilary's jasper-like eyes seemed to be rippling with water.

Compared with the usual British language, her voice is more like singing, full of melodic charm, which makes people unconsciously immersed in it.

The blood from the fairy in the ancestral lake made her more able to perceive the emotional changes of others than ordinary humans.

So the next moment she immediately understood Asakura Saori's thoughts.

"Oh, I don't want to go. Forget it." Hillary lowered her head pretending to be depressed.

After two seconds, he leaned towards Asakura Saori again like a puppy, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Saori, Saori, tell me more about the Japanese archipelago."

"You've heard it many times, haven't you? Are you not tired?" Asakura Saori said helplessly, she felt that the girl in front of her was several years older than her, and the actual age in her heart was the same as Ji Ji's. Destined to kiss an age.

"Hehe. As long as it's Saori's words, no matter how many times I like to listen to them." Hilary still seemed so careless.

"Then this time, let me talk about my priest Yu Zhongming." Asakura Saori showed a look of nostalgia.

"Hey? Are you going to talk about Yu Zhongming again?" Hilary complained, and her gloomy expression flashed past.

Then when Asakura Saori couldn't notice it, it turned into a happy smile: "Although Hilary doesn't like to listen, but Saori you like to say, Hilary will listen to it well. Because Hilary and Saori Same as Saori, they are all people who undertake the mission, and Saori is the same kind."

"Hilary, you can't leave this secret place, right?" Saori Asakura asked softly, "I heard from Maxwell that you are an elf who inherited the blood of the fairy in the lake. It can only exist in the fairy kingdom. Is that so?"

Hilary shook her head: "Of course not. Because I only have half of the blood of the fairy of the lake, I can appear in this world for about 6 hours a day. But after 6 hours, if I don't return to the secret realm, I will Weakened by the lack of the breath of the secret realm."

"Actually, 6 hours is enough to do a lot of things. Even shopping in London is enough, so I don't feel like I'm imprisoned by Hilary." Hilary said very seriously, not like It's fooling Saori.

"Well, if there is a chance, I really want to take you to the Japanese archipelago to meet my friends, my family and my priests. They will definitely like you." Saori Asakura smiled very gently, as if A caring big sister.

Hilary pouted, her small face puffed up: "I don't want to see Yu Zhongming, who is robbing Saori with me. But I really want to see Saori's family."

"When my mission is completed, you should be able to live an ordinary life and appear in this world like a normal person." Asakura Saori looked past her and looked into the sky.

Hilary also looked up following Saori's eyes.

In the sky that should have been clear, a pair of golden pupils stared down at the sky without any emotion.

Hilary could not help shivering under the gaze of these eyes, no matter how many times, those eyes in the sky made her feel fear from the bottom of her heart.

It seems that as long as the other party takes a serious look at her, her existence and this fairy kingdom will disappear without a trace, completely annihilated in this world.

"My mission in the Kingdom of Great Britain is coming to an end, Hilary. The next stop may be Imperial Frankfurt."

While she was staring, Saori Asakura's voice reached her ears.