All the Handsome Deep Well Ice Like Me [Western Fantasy]

As with every prisoner, Ace and I were thrown into the cell under the cabin.

My hands were handcuffed to block the magical induction, and I walked very honestly along the way. The same goes for the pirates who surround us in the center. There is no imaginary provocation and shoving. Only the cold sight is always frozen on the body.

Shouldn't the pirates be numb and cold as they please...Too much tolerance, this group of people.

The heavy drag evokes my thoughts. I raised my head. Seeing the beautiful boy with silver hair and cherry eyes standing expressionless by the iron gate, he gave us a please gesture.

I walked in honestly. Years of cultural influence made me think they would kick my ass.

But it didn't. Their gentlemen were so polite that Ace did not move.

The heavy iron door was closed again in front of him, and the moment the complicated rune disappeared, a clear sound like a lock was released. The third child, standing outside the cell, gave us one last look and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a moment."

I stopped him. And he also responded to my call, turned around and looked at me quietly.

The black eyes are sincere and full of emotion.

"What will happen to our boat."

"……what?"

"It's the ship we were on! What are you going to do with him. Is it just thrown at sea like this?"

The beautiful Sakura Hitomi squinted. The youngest three's delicate face squeezed an expression of "Is it time to care about this kind of thing?"

"...Don't look at us like this, we are also pirates." After a while. Probably because my expression was too serious, he replied a little speechlessly, "There is no reason to return what I grabbed."

Kang Dang——! !

The seemingly very solid iron railing touched a firm foot, trembling like an old man whose life had been burnt in the wind, and let out a huge wailing.

"You can't look good, Gadriche. Maybe we can get out with one more kick~"

Ace said whatever he thought of such flamboyant words. And "Gadrich" in his mouth—that is, me. Everyone was staring at her with eyes widened.

"Hahaha-sorry! I didn't control my emotions all at once."

After reacting to what had happened, I smiled awkwardly and politely, and made a very naive voice. The face of the youngest on the opposite side has become more exciting, which is in line with the nature of a child his age.

After a brief episode, the mighty **** troops left like this, leaving no one to guard. The third child also understands, after all, it is that Ace. If he really wants to escape, it makes no difference how many people stay.

But fortunately, he is very honest now.

Not only the sword, but even the man whose coat was stripped off, regardless of how dirty the moss and blood-stained floor was, he sat directly in the corner of the cell. Those red eyes looked outside boredly, and their cold expression couldn't tell what he was thinking.

This is a bit different from what I imagined. I thought that even in the cell, this guy would have a big smile.

"Ace. Don't you like it here."

I found a fairly clean place, kicked off the moss and sat down, and talked to Ace on the side.

"Most people don't like cells, right."

"Are you a normal person?"

"Yeah."

The brown-haired man turned his head and smiled at me who was sitting in the other corner.

"Because of some historical reasons. I hate cells."

I did not continue to ask. After all, most people have no interest in digging into the roots at the expense of hurting others, even if the person "injured" is Ace.

The narrow cell was clammy and dark. Only two or three magic lights with ice magic cores gave off a faint cold light. You can't see the sky where day and night alternate, and naturally you can't feel the passage of time. I tried to keep a few seconds in my heart to record the time, but I was quickly defeated by boredom and boredom. The original continuous numbers became jumping and chaotic, and there was no hard object like a stone on hand, so I could draw a vertical line on the wall every time as in the movie.

Fortunately, the third child has no plans to starve us to death. Food and water will still be delivered regularly. I tried to count three meals as one day, so that we have three days in the past.

"Three days... as expected."

Ace propped one leg, his brown head leaned against the wall, "Is procrastinating for time."

"……What's the meaning?"

"At the speed of this ship, you can get to Belluccis in two days. But now it's still swaying on the sea."

"Could it be that they were worried that you would kill them all as soon as they landed." I spit at the brown-haired murderer, "You have a very bad image in their hearts. And I feel that this kind of thing fits you very well. style."

"Although I want to. But unfortunately not."

The brown head tilted. Unknowingly, the bangs that have grown between the eyebrows half-hid his eyes, making it impossible for me to guess his emotions through my eyes, "Bleusis and Yingran have an agreement. In order to prevent the war between the two sides from escalating into a real one. war."

"I don't care. I should say I wish." The low laughter seemed a bit gloomy in the cell, "But that guy is a pacifist by accident."

"..."

Holding my legs, I looked at Ace in the shadow, and finally chose silence.

that guy. It's Arthur, right?

Did not follow in his father's footsteps to wage war on the remaining small countries. Even a small country like a port city that does not want to be attached to England will recognize its independence as long as it signs a treaty of friendship with England. And to help at critical times.

Yinglan's lion is a king who looks dangerous and domineering, but actually gentle and somewhat idealistic.

The war a hundred years ago has quickly wiped out all the fantasy species on the continent. If a second magical war is launched in this era, what will happen to this continent?

And at that time. What will become of Ace.

Become irrational. Is it purely serving desire and animality?

I looked at the man leaning against the corner. Even if all three magic devices on his body were taken away and put in prison, he still looked lazy. There is no sense of crisis at all. Some are just boring to have to be locked up here.

I was strange a long time ago. Why would a strong and perverted man like Ace be willing to obey Arthur's orders (even a little afraid of him).

But I dare not ask.

Always felt.

If I dared to ask Ace seriously, "Why are I afraid of Arthur", then Ace would dare to let my head fall to the ground with a hearty expression.

But fortunately. Now I found the reason for this problem.

Arthur gave Ace the necessary sense of social morality as a person.

Just kill what you want and grab it. Just kill everyone who interferes with you.

Without this. Only the simplest "kill and be killed" remain in the world of Ace.

"But that kid said. Yinglan has been very confused recently—"

Maybe it's because the previous inner activities were too rich. I replied without turning my head when Ace said this.

"Are you worried about Arthur."

...

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Time passed in silence. I can't tell if a few seconds have passed or a few centuries have passed. Just know that you keep your head down. Bury your head in your knees. Anyway, don't look at the other side.

"Haha, indeed. If Arthur dies, I really won't get paid~"

You have no salary at all.

The incredibly bright male voice echoed in the cell. But I dared not vomit. Can only silently shrink back to the corner a bit.

"If I'm not mistaken. Bleusis is at war with Yinglan."

"……what?"

For a moment I suspected that my ears, which had finally become aura, had a problem again. Even the previous embarrassment and fear were wiped out, "Bellexis took the initiative to Yinglan? How is it possible. Even if you also have Manabeloxis, you can never be Yinglan's opponent!"

"It is true. At least it is impossible in the eyes of outsiders."

"But it's different to the country of Belu Siski." Ace's mouth raised slightly, and he deliberately lowered his voice, "It's a country that can do everything for the so-called'faith'... You can't use common sense. Judge them."

"All the citizens of Belluccis except the government are in a closed state. You may not understand Gadliche if you haven't contacted them-how to describe it."

Ace pondered for a while. Then he said slowly as if thinking.

"Usually it is normal and religious, but sometimes it feels like a madman with a demon-almost like this."

Suddenly obsessed.

Similar segments flashed by in the memory. That was when I was taken to England by Merlin and had to participate in the canaries' ball. At that time, a group of people began to attack others as if they were suddenly possessed. Fortunately, several Knights of the Round Table were present at the time, and no casualties or losses were caused.

No one's mind can escape Longan's gaze. According to Arthur, they seemed to have been remotely controlled and lost their consciousness.

So Longan didn't catch it.

The person who designed this trap was obviously targeting Arthur's longan. Only the Knights of the Round Table knew the secret of Longan. So Catherine had doubted Ace at the time. But in the end, it was also because of Arthur's trust in Ace.

And another point.

It's everyone. All have privately contacted the archbishop of Belluccis.

"So this country is very evil. Especially the archbishop."

"The magic core with the same origin as longan is in his hand. He has made a magic device that can control people's hearts."

The sudden increase in the amount of information has made my head dizzy for a long time. I shook my head vigorously, then frowned, looking at Ace seriously.

"Are there any grounds for what you said."

"Of course."

The red pupils narrowed slightly. The brown-haired man smiled at me all the way.

"I have done a good investigation in private. For various reasons."

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