Old Testament Ballads (Old Virgin Ballad Guild).

Old Testament Ballads (Old Virgin Ballad Guild).
ch. 34. Kuradeels.



OLD VIRGIN BALLAD episode 34 titled Kuradeel. by Author COKRO.


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I felt something strange and chewy in my hand.


I squeezed it two, three times to ascertain what the chewy and elastic object in my hand was.


“K-Kya-!!”


Suddenly a loud shout sounded in my ear and my head hit the floor again.


At the same time, the weight that befell my body disappeared.


In front of me, there was a female player sitting on the floor, wearing a white knight uniform with a red crest on it and a knee-length miniskirt, with a silver-white rapier in her sword sheath.


And for some reason, she glared at me with eyes that looked very angry.


His face experienced the ultimate emotional effect and his entire face was flushed to his ears, and his hands were crossed to protect his chest…?


I immediately realized what kurem*s had just done with my right hand.


At the same time I realized, a little too late, that I was in a dangerous situation.


All the steps of avoiding the danger I had trained in my head disappeared.


While opening and closing my right hand, without knowing what to do with it, I opened my mouth.


“H-Hey. Good morning, Angela.”


The anger in his eyes was even clearer.


It was the eyes of the person who had already intended to take out their weapons.


I began to think whether it was necessary for when the gate again shone blue again.


Angela looked back with a surprised expression and hurriedly got up to hide behind me.


“Eh..?”


Without knowing anything, I stood up.


The gate was shining brighter as one appeared in the middle.


This time the player appeared above the ground.


When the light faded, I recognized the face of the person who appeared, and the white robe with the red symbol on it.


That person, the one wearing the BPT uniform and carrying the sword that looked a little too decorated, was the long-haired bodyguard who followed Asuna around yesterday.


His name if it's not wrong is Kuradeel or something.


Kuradeel grumbled even more as she looked at Angela behind me.


He doesn't look so old.


He may be around twenty


He gritted his teeth so hard that we could almost hear him and spoke in a voice that sounded a little angry.


“A...Angela-sama, you must not act at your will like this..!”.


When I heard her hysterical voice, I thought It would definitely be troublesome and lower my shoulders slightly.


With those narrow eyes looking at me sharply, Kuradeel spoke again.


“Come, Angela-sama, we return to the headquarters of the center.”


“No. I'm not even on duty today! …and Kuradeel, why are you standing in front of my house so early in the morning?”


Angela answered angrily behind me.


“Fufu, I know that this kind of situation will happen, so I started going to Salemburg to watch over your house a month ago.”


I can only be surprised to hear Kuradeel's proud answer.


Angela was shocked too.


After a moment of silence Angela spoke in a somewhat forced voice.


“It...it's not part of the chairman's order right..?”


“My job is to escort you, Angela-sama.


Overseeing your home is also included in..”.


“What do you mean by including, idiot!


Kuradeel walked over with an increasingly angry and irritated expression, then pushed me and pulled Angela's hand.


“You don't seem to understand.


Please don't be like this. .. Now come on


back to headquarters.”


Angela looked terrified at the sound that sounded like she was hiding something.


He looked at me with a pleading look.


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