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11. Brun Hill (2)

"I can't understand what you're doing."

The delicate voice was full of anger, and although there was repression, the dissatisfaction could not be concealed. The posture of crossing his arms and the unsightly expression combined to make him look like he was complaining.

The elf's ups and downs of emotions were unreservedly displayed. Looking at the cheerful smiling face in front of him and the group of men in black standing respectfully, his stomach began to feel pain again, and he almost wanted to press and hold the organ.

s position.

"You're putting on such a scary expression again, you know? If you keep complaining like an elderly grandma, it's not good for your skin. It's prone to wrinkles and sagging."

Taking a sip of the sticky bitter drink, he spoke half-jokingly and half-teaserly. Before the blushing girl opened her mouth to argue, Li Lin continued to control the words on his side.[

"Having more power in your hands is not considered a mistake, right? In order to increase more controllable power, sometimes you need to temporarily put down the carefree approach. Of course - the general principle must be adhered to, if there is no principle

But there’s nothing left.”

"is that so?"

His cheeks twitched unnaturally, and he suppressed the thought of smacking his lips. His eyes were full of warnings of "I'm not that easy to fool."

We also don't intend to blindly fool around here.

"These guys are already considered dead."

It was too shocking, and the literal meaning seriously conflicted with reality. When the elf realized that he had uttered the question exclamation "Huh?", he was already a beat slow.

"I'm not referring to the physical and mental aspects, but [death] on the social level."

People who work as killers can obtain various household registration certificates as a cover to travel between countries, but once that layer of paint is peeled off, it becomes a portrait on a wanted warrant or a sacrifice on the guillotine, and most people will not welcome it.

Have a relationship with such people. Escape or be killed - even the best killer cannot escape this fate.

Mercenaries with exactly the same job content are more popular than them, and the proportion of good deaths is also slightly higher, let alone those knights who are respected by people. Return to society after retirement? It's a joke, and it's a bit cold.

"It's understandable that [you can't adapt to normal life], but it doesn't seem to be a reason for you to put a group of guys who can kill people for money just next to you. I really don't know whether you are a bold strategist or a strategist with extraordinary courage.

A simple bold line is silly and bold.”

The long sigh seems to be lamenting someone's future - a future that has collapsed due to overconfidence.

"500 cavalry were lost, and they were elite knights directly under the earl and this parish. Don't you think someone should shoulder this responsibility?"

"……I see."

Take responsibility? Big men who take on [leadership responsibility] will of course find some unlucky people to take on the [main responsibility]. For example, some deceive kind and pious bishops and earls, provide false information to induce the glorious and great knights to fall into the trap, and watch the knights

They fought bloody battles until the last one, without any help, and in the end, unscathed, the liar, the scum, the coward, the heretic...

It can't be anyone else, it can only be these killers with extreme luck.

No one would believe anything they said - if they could say it.

"I think they should be grateful to the mother goddess Marfa for being able to leave a complete body. After all, it is most reassuring to have some secrets kept by the dead."

Except for the choice of loyalty to Li Lin, no matter what you do, it will lead to death. Killers who are proficient in survival philosophy know what to do.

[I am really good at this kind of disposal method.][

Rolling his eyes at the faultless smiling face, the elf who had experienced it secretly complained.

Inadvertently laying out the plan, adjusting the rhythm of the situation, and gradually controlling the direction of development. In the end, there was no other option but to obey him.

"I also have no choice. The power in my hands now is limited to pure personal force and Nidhogg's loyalty. There is no better way except this crude method. When the surrounding power accumulates to a certain level,

This kind of thing can naturally be avoided.”

"...Please just start from [no longer prying into other people's thoughts]"

"It's troublesome. You've got everything written on your face. You don't necessarily want me to dig out your eyes, do you?"

The fingers stroking the black hair touched the red eyes that were reminiscent of the word "blood", and then shrugged helplessly, smiling bitterly as if he was helpless.

"How credible do you think those oaths of loyalty are? After all, they are killers who kill for money and can find a new employer at any time. They are just pretending to obey you for now. Who knows what will happen in the future."

Unable to stand the childish behavior, the elf frowned and returned the argument to the original topic.

It is a question and a test.

She wanted to confirm.

This person's skills and... bearing.

"Those who kill for money can betray for money, and those who kill for faith and spirit can also betray for similar reasons. There is no such thing as [absolute trust in conditions] in the world, [loyalty and obedience in exchange for prolonging life]——

The current relationship between me and them is something that can be expressed in a simple sentence. If they have any thoughts about getting out of my control, I will let them return to ashes as soon as possible. They know it.

This makes it clearer that I will definitely do this. After finally recovering their lives, they will not do more of what they want until there is no bait that can make them crazy."

"……That's good."

【Still can't understand him.】

It was like a sigh that smacked his lips and flowed away in the wind. Contrary to his words, his heart was not so peaceful.

Insight that does not match his age, refinement in dealing with things, powerful force, extraordinary intelligence...

Too perfect and too mysterious, that exotic appearance has an unpredictable temperament.

The critical beauty in a dangerous equilibrium - if you want to describe that indescribable shape, you can only describe it this way.

It's like a carefully crafted piece of art, but it's by no means a product with a single purpose only for people to watch, let alone those superficial and arty things.

"...What exactly are you?"

Once again, this question was murmuring in his mouth. Compared to before, the hostility and vigilance were somewhat lighter, and therefore the confusion was more prominent.

"Humans, freaks, monsters, aliens. Whatever they think is what they are, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. Making cognitive interpretations that are beneficial to oneself is the self-defense function of living things, and it is a normal behavior."[

"Uh... um... are you angry?"

The cheerful and crisp tone lowered the tone while he was embarrassed and uneasy as if he had done something wrong, and the apology flowed in the panic eyes.

"Why do you have such strange thoughts?"

There was no flaw in his gentle smile, and his tone was still light.

However, you can feel it.

He seemed unable to adapt to a simple question and became confused.

really--

"Our family, which has been in exile for thousands of years, has always been called this by humans and orcs - [descendants of evil], [bastards], and [monsters]."

The positions are actually very similar.

"The branding of this insult and the looting and massacre are always with us, so... I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing? You didn't do anything wrong."

Like a child, being chased until cornered, still stubborn and refusing to cry.

"Name...can you tell me your name?"

Taking a deep breath, the cool air of early spring filled the lungs. With a little shyness and a little guilt, soft breaths and words came out from the thin and attractive lips.

She gave up some entangled thoughts and exhaled, and for the first time restrained her smile. A completely calm and unfluctuated expression was revealed, and her level gaze, which was slightly higher than the girl's height, was facing her emerald green pupils.

"Li Lin - Siegfried Li Lin."

It is just a fake mixed with a fabricated name and an alternate code name. In order to facilitate the world to call and remember the code name, it is also a combination of pseudonyms full of irony and lies (Note 1).

"Siegfried-Otto-Lilin."

The girl also restrained her expression and repeated the name word for word.

This simple action made Li Lin have [question] for the first time.

It’s just a fake——

Why?

So solemn?

So careful?

"Black-haired visitor Li Lin. I, Brunhil Fredricia from the valley of Niflhem.

ynhlfrer) is willing to point out the way to our hometown for you. I hope you can agree to a few conditions, otherwise——"

"Don't make promises easily. You are a girl who abides by your vows. Swearing casually on the condition of exchange will only force you into a dilemma. Is it okay to lead to such a result just because of a moment of careless thinking?"

The emotionless tone of his voice remained unchanged, but his speaking speed sped up a bit.

It's almost like being anxious because you have no idea what to do with someone.

This strange nerve signal had never appeared before, and Li Lin had to start the synchronous self-test program to perform background checks. The bright red eyes looked like a girl who was thinking.

"After thinking about it, I really should set some rules. Doing something I'm not used to is really awkward and unbearable for me."

Speaking coquettishly, a cheerful, spring green field-like smile bloomed on Brunhil's face.

A beautiful face has its own unique beauty no matter what expression it matches with, and Brunhil has shown various expressions so far.

There was never a smile in it.

【Very well matched.】

Li Lin made such a simple and solid evaluation.

There was probably no other expression that matched Brynhildr as well as the smile that came from the bottom of his heart.

"Keep my clan's secrets strictly, do not use violence in our clan's land, and -"

There was a hint of narrowness in Xia's smile, and her red lips slowly changed the shape of her mouth.

"Please come to our territory as a imparter of knowledge, [Mr. Li Lin]."

"I was put in a position."

Tasting the feeling of being teased by a girl for the first time, the boy held his forehead without any pain, and his cheek muscles pulled the corners of his mouth into a cheerful and happy arc.

It looks different from a real self-deprecating smile.

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Note: Li Lin's full name is Siegfried Li Lin. The surname "Li Lin" comes from what is recorded in the Jewish Code: "Adam gave birth to the son of the devil Li Lin (lln Jue) with his first wife Lilith.

Not a Chinese name)", and the name [Siegfried] comes from Siegfried, the greatest hero in Norse mythology. So this name combination itself is a mockery.


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