Solo Swordmaster

#Side Story 23. Snowflakes landing on the tip of a sword (1)

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It was a wilderness.

The place was a ruin.

It was just a snowy field.

No matter how much I looked, I couldn’t find any human beings in a void filled with only a cold snowstorm.

Just take steps.

Just find hope.

Just hoping.

but.

I find out.

I have no choice but to know.

Hope is a vain delusion.

A dream is just a nightmare.

All that is hidden in the snow and ice is frozen blood and bone fragments.

In a snowy field where no life can be found and no human beings can be imagined.

Only alone.

Walking, walking, walking…

* * *

Squeak.

“Did you cough?”

The moment I woke up.

What I heard was a quiet voice.

The source of the sound, as clean and cool as snow falling at night, was the bedroom door that was gently opened.

And there was a woman kneeling in front of him.

“My concubine sends greetings to you.”

Put both hands together.

Put your forehead on the back of that hand.

Brightly revealing his straight back.

He calmly answered the silver-haired man who greeted him politely.

“Asha, did you sleep well?”

“…Thanks to your consideration, Socheop had a comfortable night.”

It’s a common morning greeting.

She bowed her head even more deeply, as if she was grateful that he had worried about her sleeping, and then slowly got up.

To lift the silver bowl filled with moderately warm water that I had prepared next to me.

And…

…the rescue began.

Chambang.

Wash your face.

Tidy up your hair.

Changing wrinkled pajamas, etc.

As if it wasn’t enough for him to help me with everything, he even washed my feet with pure white agate.

These days, after looking at his disciple and bride, who served him more politely and delicately than the seven princesses who took turns waiting on him.

Limon finally sighed.

“Asha. “I said it before, but you don’t have to do this.”

That moment.

The woman who washed his feet.

The sword master, the last descendant of the Russian imperial family and the absolute of all absolutes.

At the same time, Anastasia, his disciple and now his bride, stopped washing his feet in shock.

“Are you uncomfortable with your notebook…?”

“It doesn’t mean it’s uncomfortable. “There is literally no need for you to serve me with so much care.”

It seems like he was greatly shocked.

Limone, seeing her anxiety and sadness clearly visible even through the bandage around her eyes, hastily elaborated.

“You are now my priest before you are my disciple.”

If she had been his student, he would have accepted Anastasia’s service without any hesitation.

All military departments.

They are like the teacher’s parents.

As a student, it was natural and familiar for her to serve her teacher.

Even Limon himself did all kinds of help during the Geomje’s lifetime, such as cooking rice, washing clothes, and giving massages.

The problem is that she is now his bride. No matter how old-fashioned and old-fashioned he

was, he couldn’t calmly accept that his

bride was serving him like a slave… no, more thoroughly than most slaves.

Even more so in the fact that she does this all day every day when she can completely claim herself as something that was given away to her by other brides.

However, Anastasia bowed her head as if she was extremely sorry at his words.

“I am truly appalled at the consideration of the Chamber of Commerce and Industry for small espionage agents….”

“…Do you want to continue to serve me?”

“It is a bride’s natural duty to support her father, so if it is not inconvenient for you, please allow Socheop to fulfill her duty.”

It’s like an office worker who was advised to take honorable retirement from a job he had contributed to all his life.

Limon sighed as he saw her bowing her head and begging with utmost earnestness.

okay.

Honestly, I could understand.

Even he himself would have felt even more embarrassed if he had been told not to serve the Geomje any longer.

…if it were the age of heroes.

The problem is that this is modern times.

However, Anastasia was a disciple who spent most of her life at the Sword Tower during the Goryeo Dynasty.

Either as a disciple or not.

As a bride.

Accepting modern values couldn’t have been easy.

This is especially true in the fact that he is not bound by the laws of the present era, including Limon himself, and has more brides than he can count on ten fingers.

That was why.

The reason he suddenly asked a question while he was lost in thought after seeing Anastasia kneeling.

“Asha, do you have anything to do today?”

“How dare you let Socheop take care of other matters on a day when you have to attend to the Duke of Commerce?”

“Hmmmm yeah?”

For a moment, I looked at the bride with a faint look in her eyes as she answered politely, putting her forehead back on the floor.

Eat and drink.

After laughing.

Limon said cheerfully.

“That’s good.”

What is good?

I raised my head slightly and narrowed my eyes for a moment when I saw her with a puzzled expression that was clearly visible even through the bandages covering her eyes.

He suddenly took out his pager.

“Boss, I have something to ask you.”

“I have a quick question… really? “Hmm, this was a sudden request, so thank you for listening.”

“Foolish princess, this is one of the movies and plays that have been released recently.”

“There’s no need to send me a prototype… Oh, it’s a new product that incorporates spirit technology? “Then please accept it gratefully.”

Whether the other side is broad daylight.

Or deep into the night.

Like a king who can do literally anything

without worrying about anything, so there is no need to worry about what others think.

After busy making contact for a while, he unlocked the pager he had been thankfully using and set it down next to him.

And he spoke kindly to the priest who was looking at him blankly as if he still didn’t understand what was going on.

“Asha, let’s go on a date today.”

“…???”

* * *

Giabi hopes.

If you do it, you must follow it.

The teacher instructed.

If you do it, you have to do it.

Both as a disciple and as a priest.

That’s so natural.

Even questioning it was an impious act.

That’s why she didn’t feel any confusion even after being his disciple and becoming his bride.

All I had to do was follow him as my teacher and father, as I had done before, or with a little more devotion than before.

That was why.

Right now at this moment.

The reason she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

“Is this silk?”

“Yes, these are clothes made from the finest silk from the Four Heavenly Kingdoms.”

“Then, first of all, let’s do this… I’d like to see if there’s a good dress or one-piece.”

“How about this place?”

“Wow, that’s good.”

Underground Dragon Palace.

It was used as a bomb shelter during the war with the Constellations.

However, the white-haired man was now looking around the dressmaker’s shop in the basement of Leviathan, which was filled with all kinds of high-end luxury brands as originally intended.

Limon handed out the dress he had chosen to Anastasia, who was standing blankly behind her.

“Asha, would you like to try this on?”

“This… you mean?”

“okay. “It looks like it will look good on me, but I still have to try it on before I buy it.”

In any other case, she would have done as she was told, but this time she was at a loss and cautiously opened her mouth.

“This is too much for a small business intelligence officer.”

“bloom? this?”

“That’s right.”

For a warrior, a set of clothes to block the sun and a sword to hold in his hand are enough, so how could he afford such luxury?

Limon shook his head as he looked at Anastasia speaking politely.

“Yes, frugality and saving are the virtues of a swordsman.”

“If you come…”

“But Asha, we’re going out on a date right now, aren’t we?”

What does that mean?

Limon spoke mischievously to his puzzled disciple.

“We’ll be walking around together here and there from now on, but if you, the bride, look too frugal, won’t people criticize me?”

“…!”

It seems like the idea never occurred.

He snapped his fingers as he looked at her with her mouth open blankly.

“In that sense, sleep.”

Perfect!

From tight-fitting cheongsam to dresses that reveal the back, cool-looking one-piece shirts, jeans, miniskirts, stockings, etc.

Anastasia stiffened at the sight of the mountain of clothes neatly laid out by the Black Dragon Clan employees.

Limon grinned,

“You know you can’t get out of here until you find the one that suits you best.”

Anastasia after the examination.

She, who could move the world with just a sword, could not help but be entranced by the overwhelming pile of clothes.

* * *

To Anastasia’s great regret, her work at the dressmaker’s shop was only the beginning.

After trying on dozens of clothes, Limon took her to various places.

Choose shoes that match your clothes and

get your hair cut at the beauty salon.

Matching jewelry at a jewelry store, etc.

After shopping for several hours, the neat disciple who had been following Limon at a leisurely pace disappeared.

The beautiful bride, decked out in a pure white dress with ruby earrings and a silver necklace, and wearing a black eyepatch instead of a bandage, was the only one who didn’t know what to do.

And Limon offered her an item along with a luxurious handbag.

“Now take it.”

“this is…?”

“It’s called a smartphone.”

“If it’s a pager, I also have one….”

“It’s just for communication, and there are many things it can be used for other than communication. like this.”

click!

Take a selfie together.

Share it via messenger, etc.

Limon, who taught her a few ways to use the smartphone, chuckled as she looked at Anastasia, who was startled by the newspaper article.

It’s already been a year since the resurrection.

After escaping from the World Federation, I went around the world looking for him, and after regaining consciousness, I had to fight monsters, and after the war ended, I had to wait for him.

Seeing her so distracted, I felt sorry for not taking care of her sooner.

I was very curious to know when she would realize that her smartphone had an automatic payment feature and how much money was on it.

Leaving that aside for later fun, Limon led her to a location for today’s fun.

“Asha, have you seen the movie too?”

“I’ve seen you a few times before.”

“Hmm, really? Then look forward to it. “Movies these days are a lot different from back then.”

Limone, who was sitting next to her in a VIP movie theater with only two seats compared to the large screen, smiled slightly mischievously.

The lights get dark.

An image appears on the screen.

Gorgeous sounds filled the movie theater.

“Indeed, so many things have changed…”

Anastasia was amazed even before the movie started.

Although she was somewhat accustomed to modern civilization such as TV, the images that filled the big screen had a level of grandeur that was different from that of TV.

This was especially true because she had only seen short black-and-white silent films.

“…?”

But right after that.

Anastasia stiffened.

This is because a title that should not have been visible appeared on the screen after the short advertisement.

“Sangkong.This movie is…?”

It can’t possibly be like that.

Perplexity and disbelief.

He even felt a slight sense of betrayal by the teacher he had admired his whole life, and kissed her ear as he asked her in a trembling voice.

He whispered mischievously.

“Asha, it’s a movie with you as the main character.”

“?!?!?!”

‘Dictator Anastasia’

As she watched the movie based on her life’s dark history through a thin eye patch, she couldn’t help but experience an earthquake in her pupils.

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