The Princess’s Knight
Weed’s eyes shone sharply.
‘Anyway, I can only do my best.’
Having received the commission, he could not back out.
As the fight goes on, he would not have a single moment of rest; Weed courteously bowed to the waist.
“Remy; no, Princess.”
“Yes, Knight nim.”
Princess Remy’s starry eyes were looking down on Weed.
In Weed’s eyes, he saw her small and delicate feet and calves.
To some men, the women’s feet were poisonous things. But Weed did not have such a hobby.
“You must be willing to believe in me. Do not be alarm of whatever happens, you must trust only in me.”
“Yes, I understand. My life, I will leave it in thee.”
Weed ended it there and did not talking anymore.
The Human troops approaching were increasing in number all around them; and flying rocks as well as magic spells were at their doorstep.
This place they stumbled on was on the verge of becoming a vortex of the war.
Weed modestly accepted the rein to become the master of the white horse.
He then pulled the Princess up and placed her behind him.
Puhihing!
The horse lightly neighs.
While one hand holding onto the rein, the other pulled out a sword.
Ding!
Have equipped the Knight of Kallamore Kingdom Koldrim’s sword; Reputation will increase by 2500.
◦Attack Speed increases.
◦Strength increases.
◦Agility increases.
◦With the powerful Charisma, will overwhelm weaker Monsters.
◦The power of the Ice Daemon retained in this blade.
Weed tapped the horse to accelerate towards the center of the enemy’s camp.
“Go, giddy up!”
With each of its propagating steps, the white horse accelerated to a scary speed.
This steed was in another dimension when comparing to the colt he had to accept back in Rosenheim Kingdom, during the operation in the Lair of Litvart.
A Knight’s assault is significantly affected by the charge of the horse.
A good steed isn't all based on its stamina or speed, even its gene is deliberate when raising one from conception.
For the most valuable of horses, the beginning of the deliberation starts at the horse's lineage!
He did not know, but he could tell that the horse he was currently riding must have been extremely expensive.
Due to the horse’s terribly rapid sprint, the wind was getting sliced up before them.
A speed comparable to an arrow in flight.
Weed’s eyes widened and held out his sword.
From now on, the only thing he felt was the hilt of his blade. He did not feel the tender and delicate warmth of the Princess who was hanging onto his back.
***
Swordsmanship Dojang.
Jeong Ilhun, dressed in his uniform, was waiting for Cha Eunhee.
“Yo.”
“Yes, Sahyeong.”
“Women say, appearance isn’t everything. So you shouldn’t mind that, k?”
Cheo Jongbeom made haste and spoke.
“Your words are right.”
Ma Sangbeom also patted him.
“I believe Miss Seechwi is fair in nature. And she seems to like you. She’s even coming to the Dojang to meet you, you know?”
She'd even bringing homemade kimbap over too.
The appointed time was approaching.
“Calm your heart for the moment, yo.”
For Jeong Ilhun, it was his shyly first love. He had more butterflies in his stomach due to this first actual meeting than any of the swordsmanship competitions.
It was the same for Cheo Jongbeom, Ma Sangbeom, and Lee Indo.
It was something really unexpected. Their first Sahyeong got a girlfriend.
Although the subject in question was an Orc: a foul, ugly, and a fat Orc, it was something they could congratulate him on.
They all watched them during their adventures in Royal Road; Seechwi’s wisdom was something that could rival Jeong Ilhun’s heart.
“It's time for her to come now…”
Jeong Ilhun was anxiously dreading during the wait, when a lady carrying a lunchbox wandered into the Dojang.
“……”
Cheo Jongbeom, Ma Sangbeom, Lee Indo all gasped.
‘It’s that woman!’
‘She resembles a bit to Seechwi.’
‘But her age is wow…late 30, 40 maybe?’
The plumped body auntie continued to walk toward the Dojang.
Jeong Ilhun’s face still retained a great smile and went out for a face to face.
“You’re just in time. Thank you for coming. Was it tough coming here?”
Jeong Ilhun was the first to extend out his hand.
Though the action was miniscule, the courage it took was tremendous.
In order to not make her feel awkward, he smiled and asked to shake hands.
It wasn’t her appearance but her heart that was important; so he tried to welcome her.
However!
“Who are you?”
The women’s face squinted. Then from within the Dojang, someone who looked like an elementary student came running out.
“Mom! You brought my lunch?”
“Here. Don’t you go forgetting it the next time.”
“Um, ok. Ah, Masters. Hello!”
The little boy bowed like a cute pup before Jeong Ilhun and the other instructors before scampered back into the Dojang.
The boy’s mother went away.
“Keuheum~!”
Jeong Ilhun embarrassingly cleared his throat for a long time, and once again waited for Cha Eunhee.
Then, an eye contact with a woman coming from the street made his body stiff.
‘Is that her?’
She was coming while carrying kimbap luncheons. If she was empty handed, he wouldn't have looked otherwise.
She had fair skin, sparkling eyes, and a beauty that was noticeable within the thousands.
A single person within the lot of thousands. He could stay still in the mid of the center of the city while facing the beauty.
She held two large shopping bags and was walking toward the Dojang.
Jeong Ilhun thought.
‘That’s not her.’
The other instructors also had similar ideas.
‘I don’t think it’s that lady.’
‘But she is coming this way.’
‘What’s going on? Maybe a solicitor for the credit card company? Or to sell stuff. If she tells me to join, then maybe I will. Let’s see how she is with a few words…’
Lee Indo was the most eager.
All of their mind weren't on the heavy shopping bags. If they had seen her grunting due to their weighs, they wouldn't have just sat there in daze.
Their eyes all attached to the young and beautiful lady approaching and couldn't open their mouth edgewise.
‘Why is she still coming this way?’
‘What does she have to come in this direction?’
‘Did we somehow do something wrong?’
In all four men’ head, a myriad of thoughts was blowing through their mind.
She came and precisely stood before Jeong Ilhun; then fondly spoke.
“Hello, Ilhun ssi!”
Suspicion flew across Jeong Ilhun’s eyes.
“How did you come to know of my name? Could you perhaps be a scout from another Dojang coming to make a proposal…”
Even if they tried to lure him away with a beauty, he wouldn’t leave the Dojang.
No matter whom they received the offer from; whether it was the instructors or their students, none would accept it from anybody. With the time they’ve accumulated learning the way of the sword; the depth of their honor outweighs any amount of the money offered.
Her bright smile formed a slight dimple and she asked.
“What? I’m not a scout, but weren’t you waiting for me?”
Now Jeong Ilhun was really surprised.
“Wa, waa, wha, what?”
The Dojang eldest Hyeong!
Even when facing someone carrying a real blade unarmed, he maintained his cool; but now, he was really in shock.
“N, n, nuh, no way…suh, suh, some, something…nuh, uh, uh, couldn’t be! Fo, fo, for, for you know what I’m doing…”
“Goem-2-chi. Are you not Jeong Ilhun ssi?”
“T, th, tha, thaa, that’s…right…”
“I’m Seechwi, Ilhun ssi!”
Jeong Ilhun had lost his soul looking at Cha Eunhee’s human form.
The other teachers were also frozen still.
‘No way.’
‘That’s impossible.’
‘The hell is happening here.’
‘The girl…Orc Seechwi.’
‘Wait a sec. We can change our appearances in Royal Road, can’t we? We remained the same, but in her case, she changed her appearance. Why didn’t we think of that?’
Even up till now, they were still relatively unfamiliar with Royal Road.