Dear My Knight

3. Ashera Glaead & Chersha Kalua (13)

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“… Chersha!?”

Dark grayish blonde hair.

The splendid features below him made anyone think he was handsome, and his appearance made one wonder if he had just turned 30.

However, in reality, he is now a great wizard at the age of 50, and a being who has established himself as the lord of the eastern mage tower Calrisian.

Eastern Magic Tower. The mage lord of Calrisian’s mage tower, Gria Kalua, gave up the reagent she was holding in her hand at her daughter’s unexpected visit.

Go away!

When Gria came to her senses at the sound of the small bottle breaking, blue mana shimmered lightly from her body, and at the same time, the fragments and liquid that settled on her floor disappeared in an instant.

“Enough then.”

“Please don’t accept any visits from anyone after Solan.”

The wizard Solan, who was guiding Chersha, observed the two of them and tried to move away as she noticed, and Gria conveyed her words to him with her powerful voice.

Solan, who nodded her head at that, disappeared with the sound of her door closing, and Chersha, who had just looked at Gria, her own father, and didn’t say much, didn’t until then. Cautiously opened her mouth.

“Looking at it like this… It’s been a while?”

“Yes, yes.”

After answering while stuttering her words, Gria brought out a teacup to the table located on one side of the large study room and carefully gestured to Chersha.

Seeing Gria sitting down and having a quiet conversation, Chersha moved her steps and sat down in her seat without saying anything.

Sitting across from Chersha, Gria looks at her daughter with her eyes full of deep curiosity.

Her own daughter, growing up day by day, was very beautiful in her own right.

Who in the world can say that she is more beautiful than her own daughter?

Even if they were the crown princes of the Chaldean Empire, they were afraid that the moment they saw their daughter’s beauty, they would come running to this distant eastern part to woo her.

She is deeply sentimental as if she is meeting her daughter after many years.

Her hands holding her porcelain containing her tea were trembling slightly.

Squeeze.

As soon as she poured her tea into her teacup, the tea water in the luxurious teacup was warmed up and her fragrant fragrance began to spread throughout her laboratory.

By the time the faint scent of tea spreads to fill her laboratory, Gria cautiously opens her mouth.

Ever since she was little, she was a child who particularly liked fragrant tea. That’s why she said that she was hard to find, and the memory of her saving tea leaves from all kinds of regions came to mind.

“Chersha, if I had known you would come, I would have prepared a better car… I don’t know if I’ll be satisfied with a car like this.”

“Tea is not so… You don’t have to worry about it.”

“How could I not care? It was a symbol that you liked so much….”

Gria spoke in a mournful tone that did not match her youthful appearance, and at first glance, she seemed to be clinging to her ex-lover.

No, it was true that her image of Gria was clinging to Chersha, even though her meaning in her was different.

She’s been the daughter she didn’t want to see anymore since her own wife, Shatia Kalua, passed away from an incurable disease three years ago.

She didn’t have any memory of her having even such a trivial conversation, unless it was an official affair for the next three years.

During that period, she did not know how much trouble she had to go through in order to somehow approach Chersha.

Even so, her daughter, who did not want to meet her, came to her unexpectedly.

Chersha doesn’t open her mouth as if she was carefully sipping tea while holding a teacup.

During that time, she also inhaled her own tea, but she did not open her mouth.

‘The fact that a child who had always followed the prescribed procedures came to visit him suddenly means that there is something urgent….’

Her daughter obviously didn’t look at herself with the same cold expression as before, but she couldn’t quite figure out what she meant by what she was trying to say to herself.

A hard-to-find item.

Or Chersha, her, her, something she can’t solve with her own hands.

Maybe even financial help.

I thought about it over and over again in various questions that came to my mind, but nothing came to my mind.

She has been her own daughter since she reached the rank of fifth tier wizard.

Even if her daughter treats her coldly, she never thought of cutting off the funds that supported her. I’ve never had an accident to do.

In addition, after his name was known as the youngest 5th tier genius wizard in the history of the Mage Tower, even the sponsorships from wizards in other regions were all unusual, so it was hard to imagine that there would be items that would be difficult to obtain.

“Father… I’m here to ask you something.”

At the mention of her father, Gria looks at her daughter with a blank expression.

In the last few years, the child who always called himself the Magic Tower Lord suddenly called himself father, even when he spoke to him in official or other places.

A part of my heart swelled involuntarily at the fact that I finally heard the words I hadn’t heard in years.

“Anything is fine, so feel free to tell me, I’ll give it to you.”

Gria, who was looking at Chersha with warm eyes that seemed like she would give her everything even if she asked for everything in the world, spoke very slowly and softly.

A soft expression and words that will listen to anything.

Gria seemed to want to show Chersha that she could listen to anything.

However, Gria’s expression quickly collapsed.

As she put her teacup down, Chersha’s eyes seemed to shine brightly as she looked straight at her gria, and she seemed to have a strong will that no one could convince herself of. It was seen

“I want to leave the magic tower for a while.”

The daughter’s calm words rang in Gria’s ears.

Those were Chersha’s words, which sounded so cold that her heart sank.

***

Inside the Glaad Family Mansion – A special underground gymnasium.

Ed was there with a sword in his hand.

“Whoa.”

Tense your whole body as if you were breathing slowly.

Her body definitely felt heavier than before, probably because she had been lying down for several days.

Reflected by the light that lit up the underground gymnasium, the sword body showed off its light and gave off a sharp spirit.

Shook.

Wield slowly and lightly.

As much as the period of not moving, a light warm-up was necessary.

In the past, when I couldn’t move because of an injury, I remember that training as if I was overtaxing my body had the opposite effect, so I definitely needed to move my body slowly at first.

Just by moving the whole body lightly as if warming up, the whole body creaks and feels as if it is not my own body. It was still the same even though it had been more than a day since she woke up.

A bizarre feeling that is different from simply not moving your body for several days.

Ed, who had been moving his sword normally for about 30 minutes, suddenly changed his movements.

Above all, the biggest change was as if a haze of bright blue light was blazing on the sword body, and the speed of its movement also increased rapidly.

Then, Ed suddenly stops moving and raises his sword, looking at the aura nestled in his blade.

‘… Something different.’

Such a vivid aura so lightly….

He didn’t use much of the mana inherent in his body.

Still, a strangely vivid blue aura settled on the blade.

Even though he just used mana as usual, a dark blue aura settled on his sword body. He couldn’t help but notice that it was different from usual just by looking at the density of that aura.

A bizarre feeling, as if it was originally able to be used like this.

As if transforming the hand holding the handle of a sword, apply force to your thumb and forefinger to hold it. Then, draw a large diagonal diagonally and hold the handle with the rest of your fingers to make various changes.

Shaaak!

A deep blue light that looks like it’s going down diagonally while creating a huge arc.

The blue line that strikes down while making a clean arc changes strangely on the way, and creates countless sword strikes at the end.

A bizarre sight, as if a huge blue aura was bursting from the tip, it reminded me of a giant drop of water that was scattered as it touched the ground.

Gleard family swordsmanship type 1.

ㅡBreaking water drops.

Puppuppuppuppup!

From the place where the sword, wrapped in a deep blue aura, stopped, the sound of the air suddenly exploding echoed in succession.

The sound is the sound of something huge exploding so that everyone who hears it feels terrified.

Eileen, who was looking at Ed at the entrance of the underground gymnasium as if she would not miss Ed, tilts her head as if it is strange.

Originally, the underground special gymnasium belonged to a space where Aileen, a maid, could not enter, but Ashera allowed it to enter, and it was now located here to prevent Ed from overdoing it.

“I don’t think I’m overdoing it….”

Looking at Ed’s expression and expression, he didn’t seem to be overdoing it.

However, the power of swordsmanship was strangely high.

Eileen, Ashera’s exclusive maid.

She was originally from another knight’s family, and was in the position of a maidservant to the long-established Baselante knight’s family in the north.

However, even though they were knight families without any special titles, there was a clear difference in power between the families.

Originally, she was Eileen who should have only been in charge of Ashera’s escort, but because of her wish to become Ashera’s maid herself, she is now one of the people who exist as Ashera’s exclusive maid.

It wasn’t long before Eileen had such doubts. She sees numerous lines continuously filling the space.

It was a swordsmanship that differentiated Eileen because it had been several years since she had settled in the Glaad family.

Glead family swordsmanship type 4.

ㅡThe flow of the waterfall.

At the same time as she extended her sword, a series of rapid-fire attacks continued to the extent that the hand that retrieved her sword could not be seen.

Compared to the feast of beautiful blue lines that the young lady showed off, the number of swordsmanship that Ed is showing now was far less than that.

Just. As Eileen watched the feast of countless blue sword strikes that continued, her expression hardened, and then she looked back at Ed.

As if it was just her beginning, the sword path that she could grasp with her own eyes at first accelerated infinitely at some point… Even she herself couldn’t see the sword at all.

The number of sword roads vaguely visible still belonged to a large number, but the line existed like a blue reverberation in a place that even he had not thought of.

“Obviously… I know you’re a senior.”

Since she was a different Eileen from the top class, it was as if Ashera’s idea that Ed would be able to stop her even if something went wrong with her body was a lie.

Eileen couldn’t help but question Ed’s appearance.

She certainly didn’t think she would lose if they saw swords to sword. Fighting in real life is different, but no matter how you look at it, even if you catch less of Ed now… She seemed to have attained the ranks of her peers.

Clap.

Aileen’s thoughts were momentarily heard as the door opened, so she hurriedly corrected her posture.

“Miss Ashera!?”

Eileen hurriedly lowered her head at the sight of a completely unexpected young lady entering her basement gymnasium. A clean towel in the lady’s hand through her bent eyes, a water bottle with ice or water droplets on the outside. Other fruits were seen.

In those items, Eileen quickly read the meaning of Ashera.

“So, is there anything wrong?”

“Yes. Ed-nim’s body did not show any abnormalities, and it seemed that he did not overdo it with sword training. Then I… Can I step aside for a moment?”

“Yeah, and could you wait outside and knock on the door long enough for me to know if anyone tries to approach?

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“Okay.”

Ashera entered the gymnasium as if crossing each other, and at the same time Eileen cautiously exited through the door that had not yet been closed….

Clap.

The door to the gymnasium was closed.