Dark Fantasy: Magical Eye Knight – Chapter 59

Chapter 59: In the Season of New Beginnings (1)

TL: Potato-tan

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Russell remarked.

 

“You are gifted.” 

 

Ulca had a talent for martial arts. According to her, she hadn’t learned combat from her mother or anyone else. When they first met and fought in the village, Russell was impressed by her raw combat skills, which she had developed entirely on her own.

 

“However, your magical power does not adequately support your physical prowess. Your physical strength and agility alone have limitations.”

 

Ulca primarily utilized her magical power for therianthropy purposes. Of course, as a beastkin, she could handle most tasks with her physical abilities alone, without using magic.

 

But this battle had shown Ulca that it wasn’t enough.

 

Therianthropy was powerful, but it had a short duration. Once it wore off, she would be too exhausted to even move properly.

 

“For now, I can only show you through my own body.”

 

Russell stretched briefly, then removed his coat, revealing a simple shirt and pants.

 

Ulca and Russell were in Simaren, the forest ranger’s house. Simaren had lost his wife and lived with his son. However, when Simaren disappeared in the forest, followed by Jude, who had gone searching for his father, the house became vacant.

 

Hailyn and Jess had visited earlier to report the success of their mission, and Cerdo, the village chief, had sadly but willingly allowed them to use the empty house.

 

Days of cleaning, organizing furniture, and stocking the pantry with food and ale donated by the villagers had passed.

 

“Simaren would be grateful. But Jude is still in the forest.”

 

“We must find him.”

 

However, Ulca was not yet strong enough to capture the dullahan on her own. Moreover, the presence of a wraith was with him.

 

“I will help you.”

 

Russell faithfully fulfilled Managarmar’s request. Any parent would worry about their remaining children after their own death. Russell had never been a parent, either in his previous or current life.

 

In his previous life, he hadn’t been in a position to do so, and in this life, he had refused. However, he understood the love of the father and mother who had raised him in this life.

 

One day.

 

“Hyaah!”

 

Ulca easily deflected her outstretched fist and punched Russell’s exposed torso. It seemed like a light tap, but the result was different.

 

“When an opponent blocks your attack, immediately consider your next move. But looking directly at your intended target tells your opponent where you’re going to attack. Don’t look at the part; look at the whole.”

 

Ulca rebounded as if struck by a cannonball and tumbled onto the ground. It was incredibly painful. It was a different kind of pain from when she was hit on her butt.

 

However, Ulca didn’t collapse and immediately got up and charged again. Russell faithfully received Ulca’s attacks.

 

Three days later,.

 

“Your body control is excellent. But that’s all it is. The real thing is to control both your muscles and your magic at the same time.”

 

Russell stopped Ulca’s fist halfway before it could fully extend. Russell seemed to anticipate and deflect the trajectory of every attack, using her fists, kicks, shoulders, knees, elbows, and every part of her body.

 

His palm blocked an uppercut from below. Russell’s kick immediately hit her side, but she was fast enough to react. Ulca blocked the kick with her knee and jumped into the air, delivering a roundhouse kick.

 

Russell simply leaned back and dodged it. Ulca’s long legs narrowly missed his chest, and her posture collapsed.

 

“Try to keep your body centered and your feet on the ground. Refrain from jumping into the air unless you can fly.”

 

Immediately, Russell’s back kick hit Ulca’s body. Despite the short distance, Ulca hurriedly crossed her arms to block Russell’s attack, imbued with exquisite skill.

 

Again, there was a loud bang as Ulca rolled backward.

 

Five days later,.

 

“Eeek!”

 

Clang!

 

From the beginning, Ulca transformed her hands into those of a wolf and extended her dagger-like claws.

 

Russell had said a few days ago that she could go all out, and Ulca had no hesitation, confident that she could do whatever she wanted.

 

Five sharp claws flew towards his neck, intending to tear it apart, but Russell twisted Ulca’s wrist with the back of his hand, causing her aim to go awry. Simultaneously, he ascended Ulca’s arm like a serpent, propelling her body into the air.

 

Just before her back hit the ground, Ulca wriggled free from his grasp and landed on her feet. Her wolf-like hands transformed back into human ones. Then she continued the series of movements that Russell had taught her.

 

The shock from her feet resonated with the magic power in her body. The successive movements of her muscles, from her knees, pelvis, back, shoulders, elbows, and fists, flowed naturally like water. She gathered the climax in her fist and released it.

 

Boom!

 

There was a deafening roar, like rocks colliding. Russell looked down. His feet carved a small trench into the ground.

 

“Haah, haah, haah.”

 

Ulca, who had exerted all her strength in an instant, gasped for breath, sweat pouring down like rain. However, her expression was filled with joy.

 

Five days had passed since she had started training with Russell. She had mastered the basics. But Ulca’s joy was not simply due to the fact that she had mastered the basics.

 

“Yes!”

 

Russell’s face was pale. Russell was shocked to discover this within a week.

 

“Then you’ll keep your promise, right?”

 

“Hey, I don’t have those kinds of tastes.”

 

“You said you would!”

 

Ulca approached with surprising strength and grabbed Russell’s collar, pulling him down. Then she immediately pressed her lips against his.

 

Russell let Ulca, who was devouring his lips, have her way. Her lips were salty and wet with sweat.

 

Despite having tasted it several times over the past few days, Ulca’s tongue invaded his mouth as if it were not enough.

 

She had shed the awkward tongue play from her initial attack on him. Her tongue expertly explored the roof of Russell’s mouth, the inside of his cheeks, and both above and below his tongue, proving that her talent extended beyond martial arts.

 

Russell didn’t refuse either. She was a beautiful woman, not to mention a special species of beastkin. Her wolf ears and tail piqued his interest and excitement, and his imagination was mostly correct. Ulca moaned, especially at the back of her ears and where her tail and skin met.

 

But today, it seemed like he would be making her moan in a different way.

 

Kry and the hatchling looked at them with interest. Russell glanced at the horse and dragon, sighed inwardly, and lifted Ulca’s waist in a flash.

 

“Kyah.”

 

Ulca screamed in surprise and hugged Russell tightly. She could imagine what was going to happen next, and goosebumps broke out on her skin.

 

Russell thought he should surround them with thicker magic power today so that the sound wouldn’t leak out.

 

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

 

On the seventh day, Ulca was able to use the basics almost perfectly. Since her physical abilities were already good and her magic power was also abundant, she had acquired the technique like a sponge absorbing water under the tutelage of someone as skilled as Russell.

 

For Russell, too, it was a new experience to teach someone so directly. Revising what he already thought he knew was also helpful.

 

And as luck would have it, the wolves came looking for them and reported that they had found the dullahan and wraith. Ulca immediately headed into the forest to kill the dullahan, who had taken over the body of the forest ranger’s son, Jude, and retrieve his body. She returned shortly after.

 

A brief funeral was held.

 

Simaren’s body had been completely burned away, but Jude’s body was more or less intact, so it could be held.

 

Simaren and Jude, two forest rangers who had lived in the village for a long time, were both neighbors. However, some believed that a funeral was an additional aspect of a festival.

 

Russell and Ulca dined and drank at the inn, which was hosted by the villagers. The alcohol was all very strong.

 

It burned the esophagus like a cold fire.

 

The night sky was filled with a sunset and a bright blue moon. Russell quietly raised his glass and drained it, watching the moonlight pour into the glass through the window.

 

The time to leave was approaching.

 

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

 

“Are you going?”

 

Ulca, who had been pressing her face against Russell’s chest, abruptly spoke. The air in Ulca’s hut, where the passion had subsided, was still hot.

 

The dark night sky was now turning into dawn. A clear blue was approaching from the east, and the time for parting was also approaching.

 

Russell silently stroked Ulca’s ear. Ulca whispered softly.

 

“I can’t leave this place yet. I’ll have to stay with my mother until the next full moon. And after that, I have to protect this village and the canyon.”

 

The wolves of the moon had carried out a mission for generations. Now that the sealed devil had vanished, cleaning up everything overnight was not possible.

 

Russell didn’t ask Ulca to drop everything off and leave with him. This was the place where Ulca was born and raised—her hometown.

 

Ulca had Ulca’s life. Just as Russell had Russell’s life.

 

Ulca said.

 

“I want to live with you, but that’s my greed. I smell the wind coming from you. The wind, which cannot stay in one place, blows everywhere.”

 

Her teeth bit Russell’s neck. She bit him several times, leaving clear red bite marks.

 

“But someday, if you ever settle down, If you fold your wings and rest, Call me then. I’ll run to you no matter where it is.”

 

“. . . . . . .Alright.”

 

Ulca’s body climbed completely on top of Russell. As he lay down, Russell looked up at her.

 

The faint dawn light touched the right half of her body. The blue paint flows across Ulca’s feminine curves. Russell took in all of Ulca’s appearance without missing a single detail.

 

Her thick gray hair was unruly, like a hedgehog. Her amber eyes shone faintly in the darkness.

 

Russell, who could see through the darkness with even a hint of light, saw the silver tears streaming down her cheeks. Ulca’s lips covered his lips, which were about to say something.

 

The fierce battle of tongues pushed the unspoken words away somewhere.

 

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

 

Russell put on his pants and shirt, and he put on his coat. He put on his boots, and there was nothing more to pack. He had already received plenty of hospitality and farewells from the village. He had also received enough meat and alcohol.

 

He covered the sleeping Ulca with a blanket and left the hut.

 

In one corner of the yard, under the shade of a tree, Kry, the black horse, and the baby dragon were sleeping.

 

When Russell approached, Kry opened his eyes with a gleam and stood up, shaking his four legs vigorously. With a plop, the baby dragon, who had been leaning against his warm body, fell down.

 

Russell picked up the baby dragon, which had been looking around with its long neck and sleepy face, and it immediately burrowed into his arms and went back to sleep.

 

Russell chuckled and climbed onto Kry with the hatchling in his arms. Then he looked back at the hut for a moment.

 

The small hut stood tall, protected by trees. As the distant east dawned, the bright sunlight poured over the trees, and the hut also shone brightly in the sunlight.

 

Russell turned away from the sadly beautiful house.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

Kry slowly moved his legs.

 

The moonlight’s power and the trees created a maze that prevented anyone from entering or leaving, but Russell’s eyes pierced through it all, and he walked a straight path toward the exit.

 

Creak, the wooden door creaked open. But Russell didn’t look back.

 

Wolves that appeared from somewhere walked beside them, seeing them off.

 

In this way, Russell left the winter canyon, Ulca’s home.

 

🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷

 

Spring, hidden in the buds, stretched.

 

It was the end of February, but the central part of the continent was already showing signs of vigorous life. This was due to the climate in the central part of the continent, which differed significantly from that of the north.

 

The changed smell of the air was another charm of the journey. For someone who had dreamed of traveling since his previous life, everything he touched was new.

 

He felt the soft grass rustling beneath his buttocks. The warm south wind was blowing through his hair. The campfire’s firewood was burning, scattering sparks into the air.

 

It wasn’t just the plants that welcomed spring. The insects were also buzzing their wings as if to vent their anger for not being able to cry all winter.

 

Russell removed the ham and sausages from his coat, put them on a stick, and propped them up against the campfire. A young girl sat next to him, gulping.

 

She had white hair with a greenish tint and light gray eyes. She was a girl as beautiful as a doll, but she looked like a spirit of the forest thanks to the color of her hair and eyes.

 

The girl, who looked to be in her mid-teens, slowly reached out her finger toward the sausages on the stick. Russell said.

 

“Aella. They’re not cooked yet.”

 

“How do you know?”

 

“Because it hasn’t even been ten minutes since I put them on.”

 

“But it’s already salted meat, so you can eat it raw, right?”

 

“You should still cook it. It’ll be too salty if you eat it raw.”

 

Aella grumbled and withdrew her hand. Russell chuckled and took a drink of water from his water bottle. Subsequently, he heard the sound of bushes rustling beneath his feet. He also heard the sound of a conversation in progress.

 

Someone was approaching. Not alone. At least three or more.

 

Russell’s senses immediately detected the human figures approaching from afar. They seemed to be maintaining a straight line, as if they were approaching after seeing the light of the campfire.

 

Russell waited quietly. Aella didn’t care; she just stared at the campfire, her eyes watering from the smoke.

 

The strangers approached closer and closer. Finally, they entered the campfire light’s radius. They stopped when they saw the two people, Russell and Aella, sitting near the campfire. Russell said.

 

“Do you need fire?”

 

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