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

It takes one day to travel by airship from Bellusis to Saint Enluth, and two days to travel by water. Although the entire seat of White Lucis is now shrouded in a huge barrier and cannot be accessed, I believe this is not a problem for Adam.

"Two thousand."

"You give me two thousand and I will go by myself."

The priest playing with the crystal ball suddenly showed a very rude expression. With a tut, he put the crystal ball into the magic space. Then he said in a toneless tone, "Oh. Great fatherly love."

Sitting on the chair, I kicked my right foot sharply, scooping up the dust to smear his face.

Although there is no real-time "video" communication in this world, there is a specially processed spherical magic core that can store images.

Incidentally. Arthur sent me a lot of this stuff before. I don’t even look at them because of my longevity. I just piled them up in the dark corner of the cupboard.

And today I went to the town to buy one (the last money was also spent), and then spent the afternoon reprogramming it and made a "password" system.

As for the password.

It's my sister's birthday.

Sure enough, Adam showed a very contemplative expression.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his eyes and looked at me with blue, dull eyes.

"I bet you never dare to tell me your sister's birthday."

"Yes. You are right."

The awkward and aggressive method makes people laugh. I even indulged my body downwards and slumped in the chair lazily.

Adam raised his eyebrows, and said lightly.

"Anyway, yes. It's just images of you asking for forgiveness when you sit down with your sister, and then come to help."

I sat up straight all at once. The face that had written the word "arrogant" suddenly turned red.

Although very sad. But the person in this world who knows me best is really Adam. Even to make myself more sincere, I looked back and forth several times and corrected the movements seriously.

The setting sun in the west dyed the quiet town into a warm orange. The curling smoke was caressed by the spring breeze, drifting leisurely. I helped the woman who took us in to prepare dinner together. Put five servings of rice on the table.

The creak of the wooden door being pushed sounded at this moment. I turned my head and saw the slender figure against the light walk into the room.

"Welcome back."

The hood was removed, revealing a handsome but nonchalant face. Arnold threw the cloak he took off to me. I caught it with one hand, shook it, and hung it on a hanger beside it.

The chair on one side was pulled away. Adam sat in a chair and looked at the food placed in front of him blankly, "Boiled rice? Plain rice?"

"...It's rice bowl."

I also sat down. Looking at X2 with dead fish eyes on the opposite side, the two of them who didn't show anyone else. Forcing ordinary people to sit with either of them is torture, so it's okay for the two to sit together.

After a while, the woman in the kitchen came out with a pot of things. She was kind by nature and didn't treat anyone preferentially, so she divided it into four and poured it on our meal.

According to her, her husband has gone fishing at sea these days and will not come back soon. It seems that the Holy See of Bellusis still organized free access to the sea for national operations.

——This thing doesn't look delicious at all.

I read these words fluently on Adam's holy priest's face. But fortunately, he was essentially a gentle person to everyone except me. He didn't say this sentence, but took a bite of the spoon and ate it.

His exceptionally picky look at food always makes me forget that he is also a "person" with no sense of taste. But to the good side, maybe Adam has some magical magic?

As for Arnold, it's even easier. You can let him directly gnaw the devil core.

The mashed fish meat is added to milk, and it is stewed into a creamy white full of appetite. The rich fragrance of milk filled the whole room at once, which looked very good.

...But only looks.

I lowered my head and delivered it to my mouth silently. Although the umami taste of fish has also been stewed, it is still too much without salt.

Faint.

When I was a princess before, I didn't realize it. Now it is found that condiments are still expensive luxury items in this world. These mashed fish were obtained from Arnold’s fried pond. Because the damage to the ecology is too great, I am not going to let him come again.

The three of them returned to the bedroom again after eating. Adam and I huddled one chair next to the fireplace, listening carefully to the information that Arnold, who was standing opposite, said about the investigation that came in the afternoon.

Below the hanging castle, around the huge cavity were indeed the regular Vatican army of White Lucius. They surrounded the dangling castle tightly, and it seemed impossible to force a breakthrough.

"There must be someone in the castle. How did they send the supplies up."

I raised a question. The only way I can think of is to ship it up by airboat. So why they should strictly guard the following also makes sense. Hollow is probably the base where the empty boats are parked.

Arnold glanced at me. Then replied in a calm voice, "Use a dragon."

"..."

I reached out my little finger and dug out my ears. However, after waiting for a long time, Arnold did not speak again.

"I think." I was so happy to Adam with such a good appearance. His voice was lazy, warm by the fireplace, "He shouldn't have the emotional intelligence to make a joke."

As if to give me the last blow, Arnold answered, "Yeah. I didn't lie."

"...How could it be possible! Are not all the remaining dragons on this road in Yinglan!"

I subconsciously denied it. But looking at Arnold's plain and handsome face, I thought of another possibility.

Since even the immortal "god" can create. That "dragon" might be able to...

"A pair of wings. A pair of eyes. A huge body. The whole body is silvery white."

When I asked Arnold to describe what the dragon he saw was like, he said sixteen words to me blankly. All but the last two words are nonsense. The amount of information that can be transmitted is only 12.5%.

I really want Arnold to go there again with the camera magic device. But it is a pity that he made some noise today, the second time will not be as easy as the first time.

Adam will naturally not let go of this opportunity to make things difficult for him. He asked in an incredibly cheap tone, "So our genius magister, the noble ice knight, was discovered today?"

"Ok."

"several?"

"Fourteen."

The unscrupulous priest sighed and called "genius" repeatedly. And I covered my face silently.

But Arnold deserves to be an intelligent knight with a reliability rate of up to 50%. After sneaking was found, he quickly frozen thirteen people into ice sculptures, and then interrogated the fourteenth.

"But even when he died, he didn't say a word. It's strange. The loyalty of ordinary soldiers shouldn't be that high."

When Arnold said "dead", his voice was as cold as the cold running water in winter, as usual. But I still couldn't deal with death without waves, and my heart sank involuntarily.

"I didn't kill him."

The words that suddenly turned sharply touched my heartstrings, and I subconsciously raised my head. I saw the fire shining in those ice-colored eyes that were looking at me, and there was a warm breath.

"It's just frozen. It will melt in four or five days in the sun."

"...Why do you suddenly explain so much to me!"

The heat from my whole body seemed to be concentrated on my face for an instant, and I yelled in a low voice while panicking back. The reclining chair was about to fall, but was held by the outstretched hand at a critical moment.

The weightless heart slowly stabilized, and I took a breath. Just ready to say thank you to Adam.

And he did not respond. The dull eyes didn't look at me either. Just calmly commenting on the quietly burning wall fire on the side.

After a brief exchange of information, the little space returned to silence. Having experienced the joys and sorrows of life, I am used to it even if I don't take a bath for two or three days. It was Arnold, a guy with a slight cleanliness just looking at his face, who ran to the stream behind the village to take a bath regardless of the cold spring breeze at night.

Being upright and afraid of the cold, I naturally disdain to go peeping and taking a bath. And I don't have the ability to break his barriers alone, and I can't see anything when I go.

"Do you want me to help you."

The holy voice is like the whisper of the devil's temptation at this moment. Looking up at the stars through the window, I was silent for a long time. Then turned his head. He commented on Adam with a look that looked down upon everything in the world.

"good."

It turns out. Human beings are slaves of desire in this life.

The moonlight is dim and the lights are dim. Even the cloud cast a large shadow like he wanted to help me. At this time I even suspect that Adam was the messenger of God, and it was God's will to watch Arnold take a bath.

Jesus is on the top. I really peeked with the lofty belief in "beauty".

Probably I didn't expect anyone to pervert. I would watch myself take a bath. Arnold, standing in the stream, only set up a very simple barrier. The "most ancient magician of mankind" standing next to me sneered and used his talents on the spot to improve a new type of magic so that my line of sight can directly penetrate the enchantment.

I hid in the woods beside the creek, watching the sandy moonlight lightly cover his white and smooth back. A stream of trickles fell along the muscle texture of his back, his ice-colored hair was wetted by the stream, and the strands clung to his long neck.

This is like the beautiful appearance of a fairy in a bath, and I can't help but chant art again and again.

"There is a problem. Why does this guy take a shower and still circle underneath."

However, Adam's focus and I are not on the same channel at all. I know that what this ghost animal priest wants most is to watch Arnold make a fool of himself.

The current results are clearly not as good as he intended. Against my perverted horrified gaze, he gave himself an invisible barrier and walked out directly.

I wanted to stop him, but I didn't dare to speak. Arnold is very sensitive to the fluctuations of the elements, even if he is as strong as Adam, he dare not use magic more, he can only walk over with his own legs.

It's just that I can clearly see his inferiority from his unbridled actions. This guy just wanted to lift all Arnold's clothes into the water, and then take his magic device along.

However. He basically walked by floating, he would not understand how difficult it is to walk at night.

Puff--

The loud sound of falling into the water tore through the originally peaceful and peaceful night. I watched blankly as the shameless priest stepped on the hem of his clothes, then twisted and fell into the water together.

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I am resurrected! !

[Who would have thought that it was Kao’s steam eye mask that saved me in the end]