The Guardian Knight of Affection-Starved Young Ladies

45 – The Young Master (03)

046.

-Grrr…

“So, you’re saying this guy talked to Kal?”

“Yes.”

Dangling.

A small, dark lump stretched out.

The dark lump, caught in Sinat’s hand and dangling helplessly with its cheeks stretched out, was a spirit.

“But is it really okay to do that?”

“Yeah. I’ve been doing it all the time, so it’s fine. At first, there was a lot of resistance, but now it seems they’ve given up and become docile.”

Kallen wondered if it was okay to treat a spirit like that, but since she hadn’t met many contract attribute wizards to compare, she accepted it.

“Kalryong, I told you not to hide anything from your sister!”

As if she were really her sister.

The way she stood the spirit at attention and scolded it was beyond what an ordinary person could understand.

“…Was it a girl?”

“Want to see?”

“No.”

Seeing the spirit flinch in surprise, Kallen understood how roughly Sinat had treated it.

Indeed, Sinat was a girl who suited the word ‘pure.’

She must have adored the tiny spirit, no bigger than her palm, to the point of excess.

The problem was that her way of adoring it wasn’t normal.

“That’s strange… Usually, when I go this far, they sigh and tell the truth…”

She scolded the spirit for a long time, but it only watched Sinat’s mood.

It didn’t speak or show any signs of doing so.

However, Kallen remembered clearly.

The time it flew in through the window and pounded something into her mind that she couldn’t understand as language.

As the headache that felt like her head was splitting subsided, Kallen sighed and stood up.

It was unreasonable to keep holding on like this.

Since she confirmed that nothing had happened to Sinat,

there was no reason to continue this meaningless interrogation late at night.

“No, Sinat. Let’s stop.”

“Why!”

“Because nothing happened to you. Sorry for waking you. Sleep well.”

“Hmm…”

Sinat, feeling drained, sent Kalryong back to the spirit world.

“Kall.”

Watching the spirit return, a voice called out to Kallen, who was about to turn away.

Sinat, dressed in a fluttering nightgown, was holding out both hands.

“…What are you doing?”

“Maybe because I’m sleepy~. Can you lift me to the bed?”

It was a distance close enough that she could have just turned around and climbed up with her hands.

Kallen was about to refuse Sinat’s request, but then noticed the playful glint in her azure eyes.

Sinat often asked for such unreasonable favors.

Things she could easily do on her own, she would insist on asking Kallen to do.

Feeling sorry for waking her up from a deep sleep anyway.

Kallen took Sinat’s hand.

“Sinat.”

“That’s not it~.”

But that small, delicate body didn’t budge.

If Kallen applied proper strength, it would be an effortless lift, but…

Doing so would mean listening to Sinat’s nagging all day long.

The hand that held her arm wrapped around that small, delicate body, placing her on the bed.

“Good night, Kal.”

The girl finally smiled with satisfaction, gently waving her hand.

Kallyong.

With the thought of giving her a playful flick on the forehead next time she appeared.

Kallen repeated the name of the small spirit that caused this midnight commotion.

*

“Don’t focus on achievement, but try to approach it sincerely.”

The makeshift training ground behind the cabin.

A girl struggling to communicate with a small spirit.

An old man watching his granddaughter with a mix of pity and pride.

The scene reflected in the monocle looked like that.

Whirr, whirr.

The staff, now familiar in her hand, spun in the air.

At first, it seemed a bit worn out, but…

Now, if I want to quietly focus on my thoughts, I turn it like a habit.

What lingers in my mind is still what happened yesterday.

– Save Sinat.

Save?

Isn’t that too abstract?

It might have been taken too sensitively because it was said by the spirit who is always with Sinat.

The only thing that exists is the word that Sinat is the one to be saved.

From what danger, and when will it happen?

I don’t even know the intention of asking me instead of Blamia.

The spirit said it likes mana,

So it would be natural to ask Blamia for help rather than me, who has no mana.

Should I see this as an unusual phenomenon of the spirit, which has never existed before, called the lord?

Things that are not understood, and the understanding needed to understand them.

Kallen wants to ask the spirit for specifics.

Every time, the throbbing head reminds him of the reason the spirit shook its head.

“Danger…”

The future where Sinat is in danger is something he never wants to imagine.

To prevent that.

He needs to know at least what the danger the spirit mentioned is.

He couldn’t just ignore the words of the extraordinary spirit, who could mimic human language.

He has already told Blamia.

Since it’s related to Sinat, excluding Blamia’s help is out of the question.

So what Kallen has to do is find out what the danger the spirit mentioned is.

Tap.

Kallen, holding the staff, adjusted his monocle.

He thought he could leisurely wait for the resurrection of Dranus.

Seeing that he gets involved in big things even after returning, it seemed that resting leisurely was out of the question.

After Rakatus and Hiatt,

Is it Dranus now?

Kallen swallowed a dry laugh and headed towards Sinat.

When it was break time.

Towards a girl who invariably leaned on him.

*

“Kal…”

“Say something. I need to know what’s going on to handle it.”

Sinat had never seen Kalen like this.

He was a bit cold and taciturn, but.

He knew there was always a warm warmth inside.

A person who never loses his composure, and even when playing a slightly forced prank, he doesn’t get angry.

Such Kalen was holding onto Sinat’s spirit and talking.

It was even more so because it wasn’t a sudden event.

Kalen said that from the day it started, without missing a single day, he would say just one word asking Sinat to save him and then disappear.

He said there were days when he didn’t sleep to distinguish if it was a dream.

That was why Sinat couldn’t actively stop Kalen.

“You understand my words. That’s why you come to me every day.”

Even in such a situation, he doesn’t lose his composure.

It’s enough to say he’s tormented,

But other than holding the spirit a bit roughly, he’s terrifyingly calm.

In fact, Sinat thought it was unfamiliar to see Kalen like that,

But Kalen becomes coldly composed when danger approaches.

“I hate it more when Sinat is in danger, so please tell me. I can endure the headache.”

When what seemed to be the spirit’s language, imitating human speech, squeezed into his mind.

It felt like being stabbed with a needle heated to a boil.

That was probably a kind of overload.

Humans can’t understand the spirit’s language, so the brain can’t handle it.

That’s why he only conveyed one word to Kalen and shook his head.

But rather than continuing to hear such unstable and incomplete warnings,

He wanted to hear the proper truth, even if it was excessive.

Kalen, holding the dark spirit, looked coldly.

-Grrk, grrk.

In the end, it was the small lump that gave up first.

The spirit nodded vigorously as if it understood and struggled.

When he let go of its hand, the spirit sat on the ground and tidied its wings.

Kallen quietly clenched his teeth to endure the pain that would follow.

-Grrk.

However, contrary to expectations,

the spirit did not speak.

“Kallyong…?”

While Sinat’s question lingered.

It crawled towards Kallen’s back.

At the same time, the spirit rubbed its head as if to tell him to take off his clothes.

“Does it want me to take off my clothes?”

“…”

He didn’t really want to show his body to others.

Even if it was Sinat.

Rather, it was even more reluctant because it was Sinat.

That was what Kallen thought, but this was for Sinat.

It wasn’t right to use Sinat as an excuse while doing something for Sinat.

Kallen hesitated for a moment.

Srrk-

“…Ugh.”

As he thought, Sinat found it hard to look at Kallen’s body and turned his head.

After that incident, Sinat always asked if he was okay for a while.

Time passed, allowing them to live as if they had forgotten, but

when faced directly like this, Sinat turned his head.

The reason Kallen was particularly reluctant to show his body to Sinat was the same.

He didn’t want to unnecessarily touch Sinat’s sore spot.

The spirit climbed onto Kallen’s back as if it didn’t care.

He couldn’t turn his head to look.

He could only feel something crawling on his back.

In a situation where no one could see what the dark spirit was doing.

-Grrk.

It was the moment when a short cry echoed.

The dark world began to fill Kallen’s vision.

“What are you doing-“

The dark world was so familiar that Kallen quickly turned his head.

A world spreading like it was breaking.

The appearance of burning, and the overall distortion that began,

It was Kallen’s mental image.

When the mental image is taken out, the manifestation of Sinat’s spirit is cut off.

It was the same context as the day they stopped the monster,

Kallen momentarily thought the spirit was lying to escape.

He hurriedly turned his hand back to grab the spirit, but his back was already empty.

He had missed the lying spirit.

The dark world that had briefly unfolded also began to fade away.

Kallen, still turning his head, patted the trembling Sinat and said.

“Sinat, can you call that guy again…”

But only for a moment.

Kallen frowned at the aching pain he felt in his back.

“What is this.”

It was the same pain as when Sinat’s spirit spoke.

But now it was felt not in his head, but in his back.