Solo Swordmaster

Solo Swordmaster Chapter 1105

#Side Story 74. Even if you are alone, sometimes you are in harmony (2)

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Why.

why.

I wonder if this is what happened.

She thought without realizing it.

‘Of course the reason is because of that bastard.’

Yes, clearly the root cause was the student’s problem.

No matter what others say.

I had to take care of it alone.

However, it was a mistake for those so-called brides to beg so badly not to drive nails into the disciple’s heart, so they decided to give up their bodies.

…I thought it would be over if I just spread my legs.

I had no idea it would feel so good, and I even had no idea that I would receive such a passionate confession and become a bride.

Even doing something like that…

no matter how drunk I was on alcohol, drugs, and pleasure, the memory of that night made me want to die.

Even more so in the fact that even after doing such a thing, he could not attain Buddhahood.

That was why.

The reason she avoids Limon.

Because I couldn’t figure out what kind of face I should look at that damn disciple.

To be honest, I didn’t want to appear in front of Joan of Arc, but I had no choice because I had to borrow the power of alcohol to soothe my confusion.

You need a body to get drunk, but Geomhwa was better than Limon Baragiin Geomhu or Cheeky Geomryeong.

I didn’t know that I would be asked to receive counseling from the Fairy Queen instead…

but I was just a little nervous.

I could agree.

The Fairy Queen is an absolute being who has been with human history.

In fact, it is no exaggeration to say that she is the mother of all mankind, and honestly, I felt like I could get some helpful advice from her.

All you have to do is endure a little embarrassment.

But…

“Now, are you all ready?”

“Yes, I’m ready.”

The Fairy Queen smiles gently like a daycare teacher guiding young children.

Joan of Arc answered energetically, wearing an apron like a student on a cooking class.

As the eyes of the two people naturally turned towards him, Geomje reluctantly opened his mouth with a mixture of embarrassment and dismay.

[I had to prepare it first, but… Why do we have to make things like sweets?]

“Sweet things are justice.”

[…?]

“To be exact, they say it’s good to eat something sweet when you’re feeling uneasy.”

“I definitely feel better when I eat potatoes.”

[…???]

If you like sweets, you can just eat them. Why do you need to make your own snacks?

And why potatoes are included in sweet foods.

Geomje, who couldn’t understand at all, put a question mark above his head, but ended up nodding his head instead of raising the question.

If it were just the Fairy Queen, I would have thought it was a generation gap.

Even his distant cousin, Joan of Arc, agreed to it, so he had no choice but to accept it.

“The cooking spirit will give you detailed recipes, so you can make whatever snacks you want to make.”

And so….

the first absolute fairy queen.

The first sword emperor in the world.

Joan of Arc, Sword Tower’s greatest disciple.

The three brides across generations began making sweets in harmony.

Crack, thump, thump.

‘Well, I guess it went well.’

Joan of Arc seems to be familiar with cooking and makes a cheerful sound from the cutting board as soon as she starts cooking.

On the other hand, the ghost of Geomje, who was at a loss as to what to do, asked the cooking spirit next to him for a few recipes and then prepared the ingredients with awkward skill.

The Fairy Queen smiled as she looked at the two brides.

‘As expected, it’s a good thing I asked your daughter for advice.’

Sweet snacks are a panacea.

Especially during this time, homemade snacks are the truth.

When I first heard it, I couldn’t understand it at all, but when I saw the two people absorbed in making cookies, I understood it.

The more complicated your mind is, the more you feel at ease by doing other things.

I admire my daughter for giving such appropriate advice.

The Fairy Queen put on her apron and began kneading the flour.

‘It’s been a while since I cooked something like this myself.’

After becoming a fairy.

Always being attended to by spirits.

Create and maintain the Nine Worlds, keep the constellation in check, manage El Dorado, etc.

Because she had so many things to do that she didn’t have time to stand in the kitchen, she was happy to cook for the first time in a long time.

Especially since this is my first time doing something like this with women who are on equal footing.

…until then.

Dull.

Sizzling.

Pokpok.

So after a while.

The moment when the long and flashy cooking was finally over and the girls presented the result.

The Fairy Queen blinked.

“…That Geomhwa? “Didn’t we decide to make cookies?”

“Of course I did.”

“Then why did you make French fries…?”

“So French fries are snacks?”

“….”

If you’re hungry, go to the main menu.

If there is a main menu, go to the sub menu.

If you’re bored, just have a snack.

There is no snack as perfect as French fries in that they can be enjoyed deliciously in any situation.

The Fairy Queen had a blank expression as she looked at Joan of Arc, smiling brightly.

What can I say?

There’s definitely a point.

Let me admit it, I don’t think so.

It would be ambiguous to deny that.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt like a blue bird was flying round and round above my head. For a moment, I felt confused while looking at Joan of Arc and French fries.

The Fairy Queen looked to the side.

“And Sword Emperor?”

[….]

“You certainly made it well….”

It was obvious to anyone that Geomje was not familiar with cooking.

In that respect, what she made was certainly plausible for something she had made for the first time.

The result was excellent, considering that the recipe itself was easy and the keen sense and delicate handwork of a sword master were added.

There is one problem.

“Compared to the original recipe, isn’t there a little bit of whiskey… rather, quite a lot…?”

Alcohol chocolate.

Chocolate made with alcohol, commonly called whiskey bonbon.

If you are weak in alcohol, depending on the type, you can eat it and get drunk, but usually it only smells slightly of alcohol… but

the chocolate made by Geomje was on a different level.

How much alcohol did you drink?

Even just by looking at it in front of me, it gave off such a terrible scent that it made my head spin.

[If you add a lot of alcohol, it tastes better.]

“….”

‘What were the snacks…?’

Sweets are delicious.

Alcohol tastes better.

Therefore, the more alcohol you add to the snack, the tastier it is.

The Fairy Queen was mesmerized by the sight of Geomje, who created a cocktail disguised as chocolate with logic that was as simple as 1+1=2 but more miraculous.

Joan of Arc asked as if something suddenly occurred to her.

“Now that I think about it, what did the Fairy Queen make?”

“…Are you saying that?”

“yes. “I was curious about what kind of snack you made.”

“Um, that’s….”

A lump of black charcoal.

The oven was slightly on fire.

Messy sink, etc.

The Fairy Queen’s pupils gave an earthquake as she remembered the traces left in the kitchen she had used.

Of course, there was an excuse.

Even though I’ve lived for a long time, I’ve forgotten how to cook because I’ve been waited on for so long.

In the first place, since the last time I cooked was in the golden age, I am not used to using modern cookware, etc.

But whatever the reason.

It’s true that it’s a cookie and I ruined it.

He said that sweets are justice, but in reality, he made a lump of charcoal and the edible result that the two of them made anyway.

The Fairy Queen, who was thinking back and forth between the two, clapped her hands.

“Oh, by the way, I forgot. “Shall we just pack up the cookies and move on?”

“…?”

[What does he say next?]

You might say it’s completely strange.

The Fairy Queen smiled as she looked at the two Sword Masters who were puzzled by the incomprehensible words.

“Well, the next definition after sweets is shopping.”

Eat sweets.

Enjoy shopping to your heart’s content.

With this alone, nine times out of ten, you can forget all your worries and worries and become happy.

As expected from a fairy who calls herself a lucky bluebird, the Fairy Queen smiled confidently as she recalled her daughter’s truly accurate advice.

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Underground Dragon Palace.

An underground shopping district filled with all kinds of luxurious stores.

Of course, most of them collapsed or were shut down in a mess while being used as underground shelters during the apocalyptic war.

However, after Leviathan was restored, the Underground Dragon Palace was also rebuilt.

Although there are still many empty stores, those that have reopened are working hard to do business.

“Hmm, this is true.”

In the middle of the Underground Dragon Palace.

A white-haired man was still walking through a quiet shopping street.

Limon muttered to himself as if he had no idea what was going on.

“It’s a gift out of the blue… Na-kyung. “I wonder if they are trying to do something strange again.”

Limon clicked his tongue as he remembered the blue bird who had contacted him triumphantly, telling him to expect good things to happen when he came here.

It wasn’t just a day or two that the ambitious penny-pin had a strange accident.

‘Well, I’m pretty sure I came here just because you asked me to.’

Limon chuckled.

Even though there was a fairly high probability of causing an accident, Yuna-kyung was helpful.

A request of this magnitude was worth listening to.

So, I was leisurely looking around the shops in the Underground Dragon Palace.

Limon felt something.

‘This presence…’

A presence so familiar that one cannot mistake it.

Only after feeling it, Limon realized why Yuna-kyung called him, and without hesitation, he felt her presence.

In other words, I headed towards the largest and most luxurious clothing store in the Underground Dragon Palace.

But the moment I actually arrived there.

He was speechless.

“….”

“Hmm, it’s definitely comfortable.”

[I guess so. [Because this is what soldiers wear these days.]

“Are all soldiers these days wearing things like this and going around catching thieves?”

[There may be differences in clothing depending on the country or situation, but in general, it will be like that.]

“I didn’t even expect iron armor, but to see you walking around wearing only clothes that are easily torn by a sword. “Whether it was then or now, the soldiers’ lives are just as insignificant.”

A skirt that fits tightly to the thighs.

Long legs clearly exposed.

A hat worn crookedly on the head.

Even the shirt was bulging and almost torn.

Originally, it would have looked neat even though it was a bit unusual.

However, by possessing Joan of Arc’s body, her already perfect body became more voluptuous, making her look not only seductive but even violent.

Looking at the Sword Emperor, dressed in a police uniform, looking for a place to strike his sword, and Joan of Arc floating in the form of a spirit.

When Limon makes a mysterious expression.

Another voice came from inside the locker room.

“Hey guys? “Why did you recommend this to me…?”

“Of course it’s because it looks comfortable.”

“Yes, it is convenient.”

[That’s what young people wear these days. Since you are here, I thought it would be a good idea to try on some fashionable clothes, so I recommended it.]

“Geomhwa. Just because a lot of young people wear it doesn’t necessarily mean it’s trendy…? Above all, I’m too old to wear something like this…”

Click.

“…?!”

“….”

Maybe it’s because it’s uncomfortable to talk to.

In the end, the beauty opened the locker room door and carefully, although embarrassed, emerged.

The Fairy Queen noticed Limon standing at the entrance of the store behind Geomje with a truly mysterious face and constricted her pupils.

It was as if he had been petrified like that.

The stiff fairy queen.

No, more precisely, after looking at her outfit and thinking about what to say.

Limon simply expressed his honest impressions.

“…The sailor suit suits you very well, mother-in-law.”

“Oh… please don’t look at me…”

That was the moment when the Fairy Queen, the first absolute being in mankind, exploded to death out of shame.

And it was the moment when I realized the fairy truth that I should not listen to my daughter’s advice at all.