The Undead Knight's

Wind Spirit - Sylph, Part 2

Her ears tapered up, her wings are beautiful like butterflies, then her hair is bright yellow braided 2, feels very contrasting in her small green dress leaves.

With a hovering sitting position, his two small hands are stretched straight above his head, while the fingers of his tiny feet extend straight ahead.

"Grandfather Alf why did I wake up from ti...dur. . . ku!??"

With eyes still closed the fairy said her protest, but was surprised to open her eyes to see the beautiful face of Prince Rainhart right beside her.

The fairy immediately turned her body. . .

"Hmm???"

Looking full face tanya exposed on the face Rainhart, she slightly tidied her hair that had been made messy.

He thought, maybe because her pitiful appearance made the elf unwilling to see her.

"What?! Why is there such a handsome guy here?! Grandpa Alf will know first if you want to call! you insensitive old man !! "

The elf's palm covered her red-hued cheeks. Resisting embarrassment, with her appearance appearing unprepared.

"Grandfather Alf. . . ."

Rainhart's face suddenly became serious.

Grandfather Alf and the Little Fairy turned to Prince Rainhart's voice.

"This little boy. . . ."

Her tense tone did not shake waver.

Those who heard it seemed to be carried away into his curiosity.

"This little boy. . ."

Repeating in a more stretched tone, solidifying his question.

Now that both of their eyebrows were raised, the more curious about Prince Rainhart's behavior.

". . . . . . . ."

Take a deep breath.

Their heads seemed to be inclined to be attracted by Prince Rainhart's breath.

"Your son???"

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His expression was not joking.

"SUREUUU TIIIIIDAAAAAKKK!!!"

A loud shout from the elf, came out with a strong wind from her small mouth.

Prince Rainhart's hair became tensely standing in the strong wind.

"Not only 2. . but now a growing number of insensitive people, hehe. . hehehe..."

His murmured slowly bowed in annoyance.

2 The person in question, of course Grandpa Alf and Gillian.

The elf grew even more annoyed, thinking the insensitive man had instead come from the handsome young man in front of him.

"Little boy did you say?!"

He said slowly, not sounding clear but full of emotion. His gaze is still down.

"Not just once. . . but 2 times?! hehe..he.he he hehe..."

His laughter is getting weird. Reminds Rainhart of Gillian's laughter.

Granules of snow-white mana, gathered around the fairy.

His small right shoulder, which was not covered in his cloth, was twisted like the wheel of a speeding horse carriage. Ready to punch Prince Rainhart.

"I think Rainhart, like any other noble child, is always formal in situations without a sense of humor. . ."

Grandpa Alf's words melted the atmosphere.

He can only smile. Grandfather Alf between willing to laugh and not, it became awkward to see Prince Rainhart who was indeed serious inquiring.

"Calm Sylph. . . "

with a sweep of his hand in the air, Grandfather Alf neutralized the concentrated mana.

"Prince Rainhart was just joking"

"I'm not -"

"Hhhh!?"

Rainhart rebutted quickly, but stopped silent denied Sylph who wore a defiant look.

"Already, Sylph. . . Please take Prince Rainhart to the watchtower."

Grandfather Alf sighed, feeling hesitant to have the Wind Spirit accompany Prince Rainhart out of the forest.

"Hmmph!!"

His hand folded.

His feelings rejected Grandpa Alf's request, but his mind drifted slowly away from the two men.

Rainhart smiled, catching the elf's intent as if telling her to follow him.

With a quick step, it took only a few seconds for Rainhart to be next to him, her head slightly bent tilted to the flying Sylph hovering as high as her chest.

"So your name is Sylph huh?"

". . . . . . ."

Ignoring him for being still upset. . hastening the flapping of his butterfly wings.

Rainhart also quickly followed Sylph's movements.

Sylph looks frantically stopped flapping her butterfly wings. . .

Floating silently looked at the prince who was kneeling before him. His head was now aligned with Sylph's body.

Rainhart looked at the face of Sylph who looked not daring to stare right into her blue eyeballs.

In a soft voice Rainhart said. . .

"Your name is Sylph. . . as beautiful as you look."

end it with a smile.

"GRANDFATHER ALF!!! I WILL COME AGAIN !!!"

From a distance Grandpa Alf heard the voice of Prince Rainhart's cry that was already covered in the shadows of the trees.

Rainhart did not notice the slightest movement from Sylph for a few seconds.

"Sylph's? If you're still sleepy, you can sit on my shoulder."

He said after seeing Sylph close her eyes and then silent.

"Ma. . ."

"Hmm? Da?"

His face drew closer to Sylph in order to hear more clearly.

"Ma. . . ."

Sylph's right hand was clenched, shaking raised up as high as her mouth.

"BASIC GUYS ARE INSENSITIVE!!!"

"Whuss~~~"

The birds scattering from the tree branches were hit by the strong wind from Sylph.