The sacred right side of a certain comic

Roy used magic to clean his body, and the cardinal robe he once wore had long since become tattered, so he put on a Celtic-style combat uniform. Roy himself didn't even know it. How long had he been with Scathach in the Kingdom of Shadows, and how long had he been fighting, that he had even forgotten the concept of time.

Roy sat down next to Scathach, and the breeze brought up Scathach's long, smooth hair like a waterfall, and touched Roy's nose, making him feel itchy.

The aroma of orchid and musk surrounded him, and Roy couldn't help but take two deep breaths. In this empty, lonely, gloomy and lonely Kingdom of Shadows, only the smell of Scathach could make Roy feel comfortable. a feeling of being alive

"master craftsman……"

Roy looked sideways and could see Scathach's delicate and beautiful profile, high bridge of nose, and dotted cherry lips. She had a pair of slender and heroic eyebrows, but her whole face had a softness to it. Because of her existence, this Kingdom of Shadows, which is full of darkness and death, gives people a little sense of hope.awaken.

Hearing Roy's voice, Scathach also turned her head to meet his eyes. There was temptation, teasing, and deep teasing tenderness in her wine-red eyes. Roy didn't know what was going on. Which Scathach is the real her, the ruthless and ruthless laughter when fighting on the battlefield, or the tenderness and sweetness in this daily life.

But no matter which Scathach it is, she can change vividly. One moment she will be gentle and affectionate to you, and the next moment she may stab a magic gun into your body. She is like a floating cloud on the horizon, keeping you out of reach. No, only the anxious itch in my heart is left, but I don’t know how to get close to her

"Your eyes are much clearer than when you first came here. Scathach said softly.

"It is under your guidance, Master, that I have learned to reboot!"

Roy said righteously.

One sentence made Scathach burst into laughter. The corner of her mouth raised a breathtaking and beautiful smile, and her slender jade finger touched Roy's forehead, as if she was doting on her younger brother. My sister scolded with a hint of coquettishness:"……What I mean by clear is not the clear you understand. I want to say that your desire is no longer concealed. When you first came to the Shadow Kingdom, your eyes were full of longing for me, but your eyes were evasive and you didn't dare to look directly. Looks very vulgar"

"……But now you have dared to express your inner desires with your head held high. This is not a shameful thing. On the contrary, such a frank person will not make people feel annoying, even if being stared at by you will make a shy girl I feel angry, but not disgusted. Roy was speechless and complained:"……Master, do you want to say that I have evolved from a sneaky and vulgar person to an upright pervert?"

"You can understand it this way"

"Why can't I feel any changes in me?"

"It is difficult for people to notice changes in themselves. Now you have become more confident and your eyes are more aggressive. Scathach closed her beautiful eyes slightly, thought for a while and then said:"……From this point of view, you are somewhat similar to Fergus and Maeve."

"Master, don’t think that I haven’t read Irish mythology. Whether it’s Fergus or Maeve, they are absolutely lustful ghosts."

Roy curled his lips. Maeve and Fergus can be said to be people whose minds are filled with the desires of men and women. Maeve can also be said to have given up on herself because of her experiences as a girl and relied on betrayal. To gain everything with his own body, the Celtic warrior named Fergus is simply a humanoid self-propelled seeder.

"They like women and men too much. Although it makes me distressed to face such people, I don't hate the frankness. What I hate is just despicable people who lack courage and dare not reveal their desires."

"……Just like you who have just arrived in the Kingdom of Shadows, you have no fighting spirit as a warrior and no glory as a strong man. When faced with a desperate situation, your first thought is to retreat instead of mustering up courage. Even your willpower can only be obtained by being broken. Describes that although the heart is full of ambition and desire, but does not dare to show it, just keeps it in the heart. This is the type I hate the most."

Scathach completely ignored Roy's face and scolded him angrily.

"Then why do you still teach me things, if I am the one who irritates you so much?"

"I am a person who can fully understand myself and my own talents, so I also have the ability to see through the qualities and temperament of others. The first time I saw you, I knew that you were just a dusty pearl with a rough appearance. Under the rotten wood is a beautiful piece of jade. As long as it is carefully carved, it can be carved into what I want."

Although Scathach seemed to be praising herself, Roy always felt that she was actually bragging."……Master, are you bragging that you have the vision and ability to train a 'waste' like me into a 'warrior'?"

This is an aloof queen who will never give in or serve anyone.

"That's right, you are now completely in my shape."

In front of this woman, Roy found that he was only meant to be teased. She was worthy of being a figure in Celtic mythology, and she was worthy of being an old woman who had lived for thousands of years. Compared with those innocent and shy girls, Scathach is much more difficult to deal with.

"but……"

Scathach suddenly reached out and hugged the back of Roy's head, pulled his body over with a slight force, and hugged him. She held Roy's head with her eyes closed, gently stroked his silver hair with her jade hands, and whispered:"……But now Roy has grown into a man that the master appreciates and likes."

That's it, cultivating a young boy with potential and great talent into the warrior he likes. This will make Scathach feel excited, happy, and feel a sense of joy coming from this decayed body. In the deepest part, it made her aura change slightly.

But it was not enough, not enough. He was still a little behind. He could not kill himself or save himself, but hope finally appeared. He was already desperate. The breath of 'life' surged into my dry heart again, and my meaningless life unexpectedly gained meaning again.

The woman named Scathach, who was cursed by the gods, unexpectedly appeared in this empty and void time. , once again received the favor of the gods, this is really unpredictable.

Wait and have hope.

Thinking like this, she hugged Roy harder.

Roy closed his eyes and let his face close to Si Kahar's softness and Scathach's strength made him almost suffocate, but for Roy now, not breathing for a long time was not a big deal. He was just completely wrapped in the smell of Scathach and could no longer smell it. If nothing else, he was captured by her feminine charm.

When not fighting, Scathach always liked to wear that simple and elegant uniform. Her beautiful legs were naked, and at this time Roy finally touched her.

Scathach just patted Roy on the head and did not reprimand him for being naughty. The two hugged each other like this. Slowly, there was no ambiguous atmosphere in the air, and only Roy's love for Scathach remained. Nostalgia.

Just like the tears in the eyes of a soldier facing his instructor when he recovers, or the sadness and nostalgia for his teachers and classmates when he looks back on the past after graduating from high school.