“......”

The scene in front of him made Sheen silent.

In this moment, Thierle no longer had the coldness and no-go atmosphere that he had exuded before, but instead had a feeling of sadness, nostalgia, and hatred.

The proof is that Thier didn't know when she got her favorite blade, and her slender arms trembled as if she wanted to pierce it into someone's heart.

Sheen can imagine how intense emotions are intertwined in Thier's heart at this moment.

This made Sheen feel that it didn't seem good for him to stay here and watch it any longer.

So, Sheehan prepared to turn and leave.

But at this moment, Sheen felt a lot of strange magic appear, which made him stop.

"Who...!?"

Tier, who had the [Enemy Perception] skill, naturally sensed the hostility coming at her, and the sad atmosphere on her body disappeared in an instant, and she returned to indifference.

The next second...

"Yo, it's been a long time."

With such a mocking voice, a crowd surrounded Thierle from all sides.

At the head was a young aristocratic young master dressed as a knight, but obviously overly flamboyant, more like an upstart than Margere, with a sword in his hand and a sarcastic and arrogant face written on his face.

The people around seemed to be all the guards of the noble young master, all of them were armed with weapons, and their expressions were full of unkindness when they looked at Tier.

Tiyeer looked at this scene coldly, and cast an emotionless gaze at the noble young master who was the leader.

The aristocratic young master sneered.

"I didn't expect you to dare to come back, I thought you would always hide in the poor countryside and never dare to return to the royal capital."

The aristocratic young master's voice was full of insults to Tiyer, but it also carried a hatred that was clearly perceptible to others.

That's right, hate.

This aristocratic young master hated Tier, and stared at Tiyeer as if he wanted to cut her with a thousand knives.

Thierle didn't react to this.

Or rather, as if she had become accustomed to the hatred of others.

“...... I'll just warn you once, and disappear from here at once. ”

Thière let it go indifferently.

"Let me disappear?" The aristocratic young master was suddenly laughed angrily, and said with great resentment, "You should be the one who should disappear!" You sinner's blood! ”

———— "blood of sinners."

This word made Tier's hand holding the blade suddenly tighten.

However, Thierle did not make any rebuttal, as if she was holding back something, and spoke again.

"Give me a disappearance."

Thierle whispered.

But of course that noble young master will not be obedient.

"I said, you're the one who wants to disappear!" The noble young master also roared in a low voice, and said, "Today, I want to avenge my brother and those who were killed by your mother!" ”

"Give it all to me!"

With the order of the noble young master, the surrounding guards with weapons suddenly rushed towards Tiyer.

Thière was besieged from all sides, and looked at stake.

However...

"Buzz!"

With the tremor of the air, red mana light erupted from the blade in Thier's hand.

Tjeer actually used the [Magic Sword] skill in an instant, and swung a slash at the besieging guards.

In an instant, like a flash of red thunder, the blade carrying the light of the [Demon Sword] slashed all around, touching the weapons attacked by the guards.

"Bang!"

The sound of shattering sounded, and the weapons in the hands of the guards were suddenly cut off by Tier's [Magic Sword] and turned into pieces.

The attacking guards only felt a flash of red light in front of them, and then their weapons shattered, so that they were all frightened and quickly stopped.

"What!?"

The aristocratic young master was also taken aback, and he couldn't believe the situation in front of him.

Thierle spoke again with the [Magic Sword] in his hand.

"Get out."

The words were still cold, but this time they were filled with murderous aura.

"But... Damn it...! ”

The noble young master's face was distorted, and his face was full of humiliation and hatred.

But seeing the sharp blade in Tier's hand that flashed with the brilliance of the [Magic Sword], his eyes still revealed fear.

"She... She actually learned the [Magic Sword]...! It's just a year away... Why did it get so strong...!? ”

The aristocratic young master was full of shock at this, or he didn't want to believe this fact.

But facts often speak louder than words, even if the noble young master is unwilling to admit it, it is useless.

As if she didn't bother to say anything more, Tier raised her feet and was ready to walk towards the noble young master.

"Babble...!"

The aristocratic young master immediately let out an incomprehensible cry and couldn't help but take a step back.

Knowing that it was impossible for him to deal with Tier, and even that he was still in danger, the noble young master finally had the idea of retreating.

It's just that...

"Don't think it's going to be like that!" The other party shouted, "Wait and see! Someone will clean you up as a daughter of sinners! ”

Leaving such words, the noble young master walked away with a group of guards.

Tiyeer watched these people leave, and the [magic sword] in her hand slowly disappeared.

However, Thierle did not lift his guard and turned to the other side.

"Come out." "I know you're there. ”

The voice fell, and there was silence in response to Thier.

It wasn't until a moment later that a figure appeared there.

"Good evening."

Sheen stood in front of Thier, his expression somewhat embarrassed.

Thier didn't say anything, just looked at him like this, putting a lot of pressure on Sheen.

"That's... How did you find me? ”

Sheehan could only throw out the topic awkwardly.

Thierle still didn't say anything, staring at Sheen until she had broken down a little bit, and then withdrew her gaze.

"When those guards attacked, you subconsciously wanted to rush out to help me, right?" Tjeer's voice was unremarkable, and she said, "I only found out about you at that time." ”

It seems that Sheen's move caused the [Concealment] skill to lose its effect.

After all, this skill will only be effective when it is latent and hidden, and if Sheen intends to rush out and be exposed, the skill will naturally become invalid immediately.

“...... Aren't I trying to help you too? ”

Sheen muttered.

"Then why are you here?"

Instead, Thierle asked a question that struck the soul.

“...... I said by chance, would you believe it? ”

Sheehan laughed dryly.

Thiel suddenly said no more, glared at Sheehan, and as if giving up the investigation, turned around and continued to look at the tomb in front of him.

Facing the tomb, Thierle seemed to say something like a mosquito, and then turned to leave.

Sheehan hurriedly followed, but he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Sheehan began to complain again.

(I'll just say I'm not the main character, right?) ）

If it's the protagonist, you should be able to talk to the girl very calmly at this time, comfort the other party, and let the other party talk to you.

But Sheehan is not a comforter, but a means of irritation, and he has a lot of them.

Of course, if it is limited to the clichés seen in the book, Sheehan can't say that it won't.

But do you want to say it yourself?

Sheehan was torn.