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

"Tell everyone a good news! From the city of Saint Enluth——Ah!!!"

The sharp voice stopped abruptly, and the man in the Chinese suit fell down. The low-hanging eyes of the villagers surrounding the ion scald slowly moved up, staring wide-eyed at me who suddenly appeared behind him.

Throwing away the cracked bricks, I randomly picked two strong villagers from the onlookers, "Come and help."

"What are you doing?"

"Of course he was tied up."

"……Oh."

My voice is too affirmative, and my eyes are too straight. Although the villagers who were used to obeying other people's orders had doubts, they used the method of tying dead pigs to tie the ion scald strictly according to my request.

"Get it done!" Forced a rag into the man's mouth. I clapped my hands and stood up, "You can divide the things in the car by yourself. Then stuff up the things originally planned for the lord."

The elderly village chief looked at me, then looked at the full-packed carriage and the horse that was kicking our hoof impatiently, as if urging us to go faster.

"Gadlee Su. Is this a crime?"

"of course not."

The tone is crisp and bright, and the smile is crisp and bright. Looking at me who was so refreshing and bright, the old village head didn't hesitate anymore, and happily directed the young man to unload the carriage cleanly.

I now finally understand why Ace always likes to laugh every day. This feeling of being a bad guy is really inexplicable.

The power of that brick is not small. Being tied to a strong ion scald is no different from a dead person except for breathing. It seems that he can lie down for at least a day and a night. This night is enough time for me to do something to his master.

"The plan is like this. You and I are hiding in this box."

I pushed Ace's back with both hands and drove him out of the room. Then trot to the wooden box half my height, raised his hand and patted, "This box is used to transport cotton. It was just right for the two of us to go in. There is no problem with the weight."

"Aha--"

Wearing a black undershirt, the tall man yawned lazily with his coat hanging in one hand and the other to his mouth. The scarlet eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a moist mist.

"So I'm also in your'plan'—"

Ace's voice was mixed with tiredness and carelessness. The brown that had been slightly curled up turned out to be even stronger, and the listless handsome face gave it a different sense of handsomeness.

...Regardless of the person's soul. This beautiful skin is always innocent.

Once I disassembled Ace into two parts, a beautiful skin and a foul-smelling soul, I couldn't help but become more amiable when I spoke to him.

"After all, you said you want to follow me. Anyway, you have nothing to do."

"makes sense."

Ace's tone was brisk. It seems that he is in a good mood today.

Villagers and village chiefs are busy loading and unloading goods. Ace was invited by the aunt next door to have breakfast with a (Tian) face (not) cool (knowledge) (shame). In the morning, I had no appetite and drank two mouthfuls of rice soup to satisfy my hunger. I took the magic device from the horse and opened it with the tools I carried.

The transparent pointer made of pure crystal fiddled with the inside. In a short while, the exquisite and beautiful three-dimensional magic array appeared on the magic core. I can understand this level of loop at a glance. It is the most common automatic tour guide on the market. The horses can be moved along the established route.

Fortunately, the same as I thought.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Otherwise, we must use some "other" means to make the ion iron a lot of cooperation.

——Since that day. My thoughts and practices have become a bit too radical?

He raised his head unconsciously and watched the large white clouds drifting past his head. In addition to the light emptiness in the heart, it is more complex with all kinds of flavors.

Once the title of "princess" is no longer constrained, my thoughts can't help but become sinister, and all the plans are how trivial they are. Is this progress?

I remembered that simple and innocent self in my heart. I don't think about it anymore. Reinstall the magic guide that was dismantled in your hand.

cotton. Ear of rice. Fruits and vegetables. Raw meat packed in a box with an ice magic wizard. The industrious villagers quickly packed up the carriage and tied it with thick rope.

"This is an extra reward for you."

I handed a big bag of magic cores to the village chief. This is what I took out after removing the ion-hot space ring with violence. Thanks to this era without mobile payment terminals, humans have to carry money with them.

The old village chief opened the bag and took a look curiously, but he almost carried him back in one breath.

"Oh, so much money! What are you doing, Gardrisu?!"

"...You just need to know that this is what you deserve."

I rubbed my temples helplessly. Ace, who was waiting on the side, interrupted, "I still suggest you keep some. After all, I don't have a penny on me—haha!"

Angrily retracted his foot. Ace's light and hearty laughter made my temples suddenly violent. This laughter contains not only the shameless shame of "I am poor, I am proud," but also the rustle of struggling to avoid me with ease.

really. No matter how beautiful the skin is, it can't be better than a foul-smelling soul.

...

From an unnamed village to a free port, one needs to go through a forest. And along the way, there is a palace-like manor in the center of the forest.

but.

Although luxurious is luxurious, beautiful is also considered beautiful. But this "palace" has a sense of violation that cannot be ignored.

Although a little distance. But this shape and size-is it really not a cow that is raised in the palace garden?

I was deliberately prying open some cracks in the wooden planks to observe the outside scenery, with a very complicated expression. The interior of the half-height box is not spacious but it is sufficient. Enough for me and Ace to have half of each other without interfering with each other.

The horse was dragging us and ran at a speed that burned its lives, and the sound of horses' hooves could even catch up with the loud noise of the engine. As the distance narrowed, the scene became clearer, and inevitably, my face became darker and darker.

"See anything interesting?"

Ace's curious voice came from behind. He didn't even come to see it by himself.

How should I describe it?

Although I haven't seen anything in my short life. But I also understand the blue-and-white beauty of St. Enluth’s Castle, the city of England in the night is like the golden brilliance of the sun, and the centuries-old heritage in the rust-colored exterior wall of Bader College.

As for the building in front of me.

"...It is a postmodern work that perfectly combines the self-sufficient economy of the manor and the evil taste of the nouveau riche."

Tucao's words flowed out of the mouth very smoothly. Even Ace was silent.

It can be seen. The entire manor was specially designed by the designer. But this baron should be a person who pursues "pragmatism" in his heart. Otherwise, there will be no ducks living in the artificial lake, and there are cows grazing in the garden.

The galloping steed stopped. Ace and I stopped chatting. Listen quietly to the sound coming from outside the wooden box.

"Huh? Only the horse is back! Does that **** like to mix with women so much?!"

very good. Today is the second time I guessed correctly. Did I start the transfer from today?

That exaggerated ironing hairstyle is very popular in the "tea party" among the upper class. Any normal person will fix it unless he wants to attend a tea party, which is troublesome and needs to be taken care of. The tea party is usually from one to three in the afternoon. As a etiquette incidental communication also has to be more than half an hour in advance.

And how can there be any tea parties in this kind of place? If he wants to go, he must go to the city of Saint Enluth. Counting the distance and time for unloading and loading, if he had to personally **** the carriage, it would never be too late.

Now listening to this person, it seems that my reasoning is correct. And it’s not the first time I have done it like this.

Everything is going on as planned. I heard the man outside cursing and asking the servant to unload the goods and then send it to the basement of the manor.

The creak of the wooden box and the muffled sound of the servant's force sounded. I stepped back half of my body, completely concealing myself in the shadows, waiting for them to move to me.

However. It turns out that I am still too young.

"Wow! This is heavy! What is this for?"

"Just look at the label and you won't know it!...It's just cotton!"

"Oh--"

The man stretched out the sound clearly. The relaxed tone, which was completely different from the beginning of the conversation, made my mind feel cold.

Why, there is a premonition of extreme anxiety.

"Move the cart over a little bit! To the left! Left!! Hey! By the way, it's okay!"

The strong, muscular man closed his left eye tightly. With a thumb up, Bi moved in front of his right eye for a while as if aiming.

Subsequently. After he found the best angle with years of unloading experience. He lifted his foot incomparably--

A strong and sturdy kick against the wooden box.

The suddenly stressed wooden box soared. Then, under the action of the force and the gravitational force of the planet, it deflected an angle in the air and landed heavily on the cart waiting below. Then, because of inertia, it turned a somersault forward.

Boom——! ! There was a loud noise. It seems that the cotton inside has been rummaged along with the box.

The strong man jumped from the carriage. He kicked the wooden box again. Kick it to the front of the pallet truck.

"..."

"..."

The sound of rolling wheels sounded, and the box started to move with the cart. I lifted my head slightly and looked at the handsome face with an extremely bright smile on my face blankly.

Everything is fair in front of gravity. I just kicked me into the air just now, and fell to Ace with the force.

There was a lot of flashes in my head in an instant. The clearest thing is that I would rather fall into a dog and eat **** than touch Ace.

It's a pity that I never have a choice in front of him.

The right hand was wrapped around my waist, and the left hand was supporting the back of my head. During the short flight time, he embraced me in a protective manner. The top of my hair is on his forehead.

Then the two of them were like this, one protecting the other, turning up and down with the box.

Although the "puff" sound was overwhelmed by the box's "boom!!!". But it sounds painful.

Ace let go of me. I put my hands on his chest and pulled away. With a blank face.

"Don't say something?"

The dark eyes were hidden in the shadows. Ace's low voice contained an inexplicable smile.

Although very upset. But as a qualified person, I still gritted my teeth.

"Thanks--"

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There are many interesting insights in my head [I think], but productivity can't keep up. 【Fall down】

After learning from it, I decided to hurry up and let the western fantasy end, and then try a new way,

[Sure enough, life is a constant challenge]