Tensei Oujo wa Kyou mo Hata o Tatakioru

My hand holding the knife shook up just because it had nothing to do with the dust.

Flower sounds that solidified in surprise face could not be avoided.

The imagination of her soft body being slit by a knife came to mind and she unexpectedly meditated.

But I never felt a vivid feeling after a long time.

Fear, open your eyes.

The first thing I saw was my favorite night sky eyes."Princess," a low voice trembles my tympanic membrane.

"....."

It was Leon Hart who grabbed and stopped the knife in the form of reaching behind Hanayeon-chan.

You came. You stopped me.

I feel so relieved that my whole body is about to relax, that if I relax, I'll cry.

"Fuzuki, stand back."

"Heh?... uhh!?"

Master Leon Hart grabbed Hanami's collar with his eyes peered at me.Though I can't throw it away, I push it slightly behind my back.

Hana-chan, whose eyes were black-and-white, stepped on her feet with a small scream.Even though there are no specifications because it is an emergency situation, I want you to treat it a little more carefully, and I was harassed in different places.

The rushing Lutz is in a hurry to support the falling flower.

My hand pulls out the knife in the gap where Leon Hart-sama is distracted by Flower Sound.Did he pull his hand or didn't hurt himself?

My body retreats a few steps away from Master Leonhalt.

He pointed his neck at him and grabbed the knife again.

Like Klaus, the confronting Leon Hart is not a knighthood, but a grey shirt and black trousers.I know that my hair is disturbed and the button on my shirt is only half-stopped, and I think you rushed to me in a hurry.

I didn't notice it immediately because the shirt was dark, but there were red and black spots around the cuffs.

It fades as if I hurt myself just now.I looked at Leon Hart-sama's hand to see if there were any wounds.

"When...?"

Leon Hart, who picked up my murmur, lowered his eyebrows slightly and looked in trouble, as if he had swallowed the meaning of words with a lag.

His left hand had no thumbnails, saying that he had been seen in bad shape.The marks of the peeled nails are vivid and the dry blood is sticking.

When I look closely, my complexion is terrible and my feet are a little dangerous.

I wonder if the magic of sleep works like Klaus and the others.

"By myself....?"

The magic of crows kneeling before Klaus could get up.How did most people in the castle jump off a sleeping sole without resisting?

Unlike Lutz, who is perhaps resistant to magic, and various out-of-standard flower sounds.Physical force must be difficult to resist.

To stop falling asleep, you need a strong mental strength and then a strong stimulus.

Yes, by analogy, it's painful enough to sleep.

"It's no big deal."

"Ah, that's why...."

The voice is clogged in the words that are said to be rusty.

It's not easy to peel your nails by yourself.And yet, Mr. Leonhalt says, "There are nineteen left."No, it's not.Was the person I fell in love with so hard to understand?

After leaving me in confusion, Leon Hart, who was talking indifferently, put his hand on a sword hanging from his waist belt.

Remove the hardware and remove the sheath from the belt.Wrap around the string to secure the handle and sheath together.

He waved his sword lightly to check his condition.

Mr. Leon Halt, who blinked slowly, looked straight at me.

"Compared to losing you, it's the same as getting bitten by a mosquito like this."

"......!"

The sudden confession stopped her breathing for a moment.

Master Leonhalt pointed the tip of the sword into my arm.Not my heart... but a black cat staring at him with sharp eyes.

Have you noticed?

I haven't been told anything yet.

"... I don't like it."

"Don't get along, me neither."

After a low voice echoing in his head like a roar, Leonhart-sama returned with a fierce voice.

"I'll take it back."

Leonhalt stepped in at the same time as he uttered the word.

It was an agile move that didn't seem to have a debuff called Sleep Magic.

Leon Hart-sama, who was at a distance from me in an instant, poked the black cat with a sheathed sword.Just a few centimeters away, I played his sword with a knife.

Ngh

Your hands become numb with impact.

It must have been a lot of effort, but the feeling of the fingertips is no longer just a blow.It's strange not to drop the knife.

But relentlessly, the next attack will take place.This time, instead of accepting it from the front, try to make it right.

In my weak body, no matter how strong I am, I can be overpowered by force.

The Demon King retracted my body.

However, it seems that Leon Hart-sama was expecting it, and was pushed out to catch her feet.Avoid it and get ready.

My tongue resounds in my head.

"Sleep tight."

A frustrating voice shook Leon Hart-sama's body.

Same as a crow. His body leaned upwards like it was being held down by something he couldn't see.

But he didn't fall as-is.Squeeze your feet as hard as you can.

Leon Hart-sama, who opened her mouth wide, bit the nail of her left index finger.When you shake your neck with momentum, you will hear a vivid sound.

I stood stunned at the sight.

Leon Hart-sama, who breathes on her shoulders, spits out her newly peeled nails.The white shard made a faint sound and rolled into the corner of the hallway.

Yana-koko

He smiled at the back of his throat like a breath, and Leon Hart-sama hung up his mouth.Though it seemed painful, the eyes glowed belligerently with glitter.