hostel.

Luo Ling temporarily put the unconscious Kelehe down.

Master Sword Master's clothes were too tight, making it difficult for her to breathe, so he put her into loose pajamas.

The white and tender skin is extremely soft, and the texture is as delicate as a woman should be.

Although the sword master has gone through countless exercises, his body beauty is still so stunning.

In order to prevent her from suddenly slashing after she woke up, Luo Ling put away Kraihe's sword and tied her hands with ropes.

"Onii-chan."

Instantly called out.

He lowered his head and grabbed Luo Ling's hem with his hands.

"What's wrong?"

"The battle between Lord Luo Ling and this man was so fierce,"

"It's so amazing, I started to doubt whether I could reach that level."

The girl whispered softly.

She was proud to be a warrior of the Ice Wolf Tribe, but after watching a battle that exceeded her limits, her confidence collapsed.

Whether it's Luo Ling or Kelehe, if you take it seriously, you can probably defeat her with one move.

Speed, strength, skill...every aspect was crushed.

"Setsuna has his own talent,"

"As long as you work hard, you will catch up sooner or later,"

"Speaking of which, I have to ask you to teach Freya the art of close combat."

"Although he is a magician, he cannot be without means of self-protection."

Luo Ling said.

Freya's magic is mainly focused on destruction, and her means of self-protection are very limited.

The reason lies in her previous identity. After all, no one would attack the princess of the kingdom for no reason.

...

"Freya,"

"I'll please call you Princess Freya from now on. Don't forget our setting."

Luo Ling smiled slightly.

He temporarily restored Freya's original appearance and asked her to perform a play as Freya.

"reply."

Luo Ling healed Kelehe's injury.

Within a few seconds, she blinked and woke up from the bed.

Luo Ling was guarding the side, while Setsuna and Freya were waiting for orders outside the door.

"what did you do to me???"

Kraihe asked.

She noticed that her clothes had been changed and her hands were tied.

"I just let you see what the kingdom has done,"

"That's all."

Luo Ling shrugged.

"Lying, the Kingdom of Gioral is clearly the sword and shield that protects humans from the threat of demons,"

"It's impossible to do those cruel and inhumane things."

Kelehe said coldly.

Although his expression was unusually cold, he actually didn't have that much confidence.

She blushed and was still panting at this moment.

In fact, the effects of the medicine should have worn off...

but--

In a corner of the room, pink liquid was revealed from the broken bottle, and a faint sweet smell filled the air.

This is the second time Master Sword Master has been poisoned.

"The people Jioral protects do not include demihumans,"

"Those demi-human slaves in the kingdom, even Kelehe, you are used to it, right?"

"Have you ever considered that they became slaves by choice?"

"They are all the same as the Ice Wolf tribe's villages. They were forcibly captured by the kingdom's army and forced to become slaves."

Luo Ling asked.

It is indeed a fact that the Kingdom of Gioral is at war with the demons.

But the war broke out only when the Kingdom of Gioral itself provoked the demons.

It's just that for the people inside who don't know anything, the rumors circulating are that the demons are hateful and hateful, and they must be eliminated.

As for demi-humans and slaves, demi-humans are not treated as human beings at all.

"..."

Krach fell silent.

Indeed, if you don’t pay special attention to those things, you won’t realize what is happening behind them.

"You can go back to the royal capital to investigate,"

"With your methods, the truth behind those slave trades can be easily discovered."

Luo Ling continued.

"The royal capital?"

"Are you going to let me leave?"

Krach was taken aback.

"If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago,"

"But I respect Kelehe as a sword master, because you are only used by the kingdom, and you are not a bad person in nature,"

"I can't bear to see you in such a pitiful state."

Luo Ling said seriously.

Although it is acting, as an actor you must have excellent self-cultivation. You must not laugh when you can't laugh.

"optimization."

Luo Ling restored his original appearance.

A sixteen-year-old boy with short black hair.

A young hero who once belonged to the kingdom, the Yu Zhi Yong, Ayara.

"The brave man who heals,"

"Ayano?"

Krach's eyes widened.

This young man once healed her broken arm, and her memory of this face was too clear.

"I should be your benefactor, right?"

"As a recovery warlock, my method can heal the injured while copying the opponent's skills, combat experience, and memory, so I can imitate your moves,"

"Healing those memories is also the real memory I got, not a fake illusion."

Luo Ling said.

Looking at this familiar face, I think of his identity.

Kraihe was completely stunned.

"Aren't you dead?"

"And if the news spreads that you are still alive, I need you to explain the death of Her Highness Freya."

Krach frowned.

There is no doubt that Ayara died on the night when the princess was killed, and her body was discovered.
To be continued...