Chapter 410 – 14. All Relationships Have an Ending.

– Perok!

“Careful.”

“Sorry.”

Remia, who had briefly cursed at her fuck, lost her pulse the moment her uninterrupted flow of thoughts was interrupted, so she decided to stop her thoughts for a while and slowly headed home.

‘Haa, it’s nice to think of me as friendly… Damn it’s hard… !’

She tried to stop her thoughts, but her life, which has been filled with deal, deal, deal, deal, has been enough to shake Remia, and Remia has been suffering from her headaches in recent days, the Dark Elves who have pricked her ears, Reminded me of Lel.

The dark elf Rell, who seemed to have felt closeness starting with her nonsensical conversation, entrusted Remia, who acted bluntly but cooperated positively, with tasks that were difficult to handle every time.

If you finish the transaction, it will be a big money, but… Remia, who is in charge of the branch of the small mercenary guild, is too big a deal to handle, and if she can’t digest it anyway, the hyenas who smell her money will almost attack, so Remia finishes the transaction by reducing her sleep day and night, and today she finished her last transaction It was on the way home.

‘I don’t want to see that person whining about quitting right now… Damn, I tried to live by eating a moderate amount, holding a healthy guy, and tasting his dick… !’

Work pouring in, money piling up like overflow. However, her husband, who has no place to spend and is useless even if she stabs her back money, has been stuck on the outskirts of the southern plaza for a year.

You can’t even get a title, you can’t give it to a noble. Even when Rell asked her to introduce her crown prince, she hardened her face and refused, saying that was not enough, so Remia was on the verge of dying from frustration.

– Took!

“A little ahead… “

“Sorry.”

A tall man with a rather smooth face. Remia accepted the apology with a grin on the face she deserved, and the moment she saw her black hair and black eyes, a man came to mind and she stopped her steps for a moment.

‘Ah, I don’t know when the news was cut off.’

She had never heard of her name and was cut off from the news. Remia, who did not know that the black beard the man with whom she had made a deal earlier referred to Cassano, recalled the face of her now-remembered man, then shook her head and followed her steps. She moved, but the ecstasy covered in her memories kept catching her steps.

‘One dick was awesome… ‘

A body that gets wet just by thinking about it.

She hadn’t had time to sleep any longer, so she hurriedly moved her steps, stopped in front of her recently built wooden mansion, took her key, unlocked her door, and stepped inside.

-Kooung!

“I’m here.”

I felt the cold night air as I locked and latched the door.

Leaving her window open and not coming to meet her, Remia, who checked the time on her face, climbed her stairs with a frown on her face and opened the tightly closed door.

“Curr… “

– Perok!

A thump, a clamor that echoes with a coat hanger toppling over. Startled, Remia’s husband, Beltun, hurriedly stood up with the paperwork attached to his cheek, and shook her shoulders to find Remia with her ghostly distorted face.

“Hey, are you sleeping?”

“Are you here?”

Glancing at the papers attached to her cheeks and the stack of papers spread out on the desk, Remia noticed that Beltun had fallen asleep while dealing with the pouring business, but the moment she compared herself with herself, who had been shouting and spitting in the night air, she couldn’t stand the bitterness. Unable to do so, she crossed her arms and pressed Beltun.

“I understand that you are frothing because you don’t want to do it, but you can’t wait to sleep after working until this time? It is good to sell.”

“I must have been tired, I’m sorry.”

Her face dripped with resentment, but seeing that face, Remia’s enthusiasm stretched out, tidying up her disheveled hair, grasping her, and throwing her robe on a fallen hanger, muttering in a mournful voice. .

“Okay, am I trash again and only you are virtuous? It started with agreement, but why didn’t you help… !”

“I-I never talked about it. Why all of a sudden You are too sensitive.”

You fell asleep while waiting and left the door open to talk about smuggling! Beltun was frightened by her distraught conversation and tried to stop her, but even that was just an excuse for Remia, who had already lost her temper due to her rage.

“Fuck, then are you sensitive or not sensitive? The Empire is chasing after her to catch her and me, and the other bastards who don’t do this are already one step ahead and looking down at us with titles!”

“… “

“What do you do if you have a guild leader, build up achievements- what do you do even if you get caught in the eyes of the nobles and give them money back! Other bastards put in less money than we do, receive honorary titles, and walk around on our shoulders, but we are still in a shabby house like this… “

“Remia… “

She was the wife who grumbled that she did not like such a shabby house even when she swore to marry her and whispered her love. Tired of Remia’s vanity that won’t stop even after earning her money, Beltun called her name in a low voice, and Remia, who shuddered at her shoulder, grasped her, straightened the fallen hanger and turned her body.

“Yeah, I’m the only bad bitch and I’m the only fucking bitch, right? It’s okay.”

Thud-!

Remia violently shuts her door and escapes from her husband’s office. She entered the cold bedroom and threw herself onto the bed without washing.

Suma pours right away, money piles up, but if you stab it here and there, it disappears. But the future is only dark… Remia grabbed her throbbing head and put her body on her shunt.

***

Early in the morning, Remia frowned at the sound of rustling, rustling, and crumpling, and woke up at once.

“Uh, huh?”

Beltun, who was arrested for leaving the room like a criminal with a kick, on tiptoe, he stopped with a panicked voice, then put his feet on the shooting eyes and lowered his voice.

“Woke up?”

“Go out together.”

“Huh? Why don’t you sleep more… “

“Prepare breakfast, I’ll get dressed and go out soon.”

“Yep!”

Remia was briefly moved by the appearance of Beltun, who quickly escaped because she was afraid to hear what he said after a while, and her husband, who reacted as if he were an executioner rather than her wife. I took out the shirt and coat I had hanging in the closet.

“Huh… “

When she went on a trip to Krafton, Remia, wearing a white shirt and a red coat, her favorite clothes she had picked herself, decided to wash her greasy hair at the guild, thinking of waiting for Beltun to wash her hair. I made up my mind and quickly went out to the living room.

– Dalgrak, Dalgrak

“I’m ready.”

“Ah, yes. Eat quickly.”

“Huh.”

Slowly, she sat down on the chair, pulled out the bowl, and immediately scooped the warmed soup into her mouth.

“… “

“… “

The couple whose conversation was cut off, Remia. They didn’t talk at all because they were sorting future deals and useful people in their heads, but Beltun only looked at his wife, rolling his eyes.

-Dalgrak, shoot ah…

“Enjoy your meal, let’s go.”

“Oh yeah.”

Beltun, who dipped the finished bowl in a barrel and soaked it in water, hurriedly wiped his wet hands with his handkerchief, followed by his wife, Remia, who left without looking back.

-Turbuck, turbuck, turbuck, turbuck.

“… Remia, yesterday I… “

“Okay, I wasn’t expecting it… Don’t talk to me because I have something to think about.”

“Yeah, yes.”

Even though they go to work together as a couple, the conversation is disconnected and the atmosphere is cold. On the way to work, in an atmosphere where even the staff who recognized the guild leader and his wife were uncomfortable talking to them, Beltun headed to the guild leader’s room without saying hello, and Remia, lost in thought, also entered her office.

-Thud!

“Whoa… I’m dying of a headache… “

The weapons handed over from Rell were still full. I had to repeat yesterday’s deal fifteen more times to run out of stock, but Lel wasn’t idle in the meantime, so it was obvious that the stock would pile up again.

That’s how much money I earn… I didn’t use it except to put money in the back, and my husband opposes even moving, saying it’s not clean money. However, if they were extravagantly extravagant, it would be difficult for them to make noticeable changes since they were in the title of guild leader couple.

“I don’t have anyone to entrust me with big things, so people… !”

With her pained thumps, Remia, who slammed her head into her desk, raised her head to the unh, unh, vibration that rang through the desk.

Beneath her office, her receptionists check the mercenaries’ requests and pay them. No matter how many people flock to it, it won’t run through the wall and reverberate to this extent… There must have been some commotion.

“I need to cool my head.”

There weren’t many mercenaries to make a fuss about in the southern plaza in the first place. There were a lot of requests for food transport or smuggling goods in the upper escort’s shell, and most of the mercenaries came to suck the honey, so they were busy paying attention to Remia.

One mudfish muddyed the water, but… He was going to a good place in the hands of Rell, so Remia decided to relieve her stress by sorting out her unexpected trouble and got up from her seat.

-Turbuck, turbuck, turbuck

“It’s been a while since I’ve been in the gold grade?”

“I mean, these days, no one has subjugated anyone, saying they only request transportation, but the client will like it, right?”

‘Subjugation?’

“What’s going on?”

“Ah, the vice guild leader!”

Remia, who was intrigued by the sight of the gathered receptionists, holding a document in her hand and turning it around together, rushed in. The eldest receptionist, who handed over the document, fluttered and started talking excitedly.

“It’s been a while since talented people visited, and we were talking among ourselves.”

“Human Resources?”

“Yes! Gold grade and long experience- You solved a few rare quests in Hormia? I’m from a mercenary there… Huh?”

“Mercenaries? Could you give me some papers?”

“Ah yes! But isn’t this the vice guild leader’s mercenary? Do you have the same name?”

-Basrock

Receiving the document with crumpled ends no matter how many times it was turned, Remia opened her eyes wide as she read through the career history and the list of completed requests at the top.

“Your career is more glamorous than you thought, right?”

“Is this your name?”

“Yes? Ah yes. And you haven’t left yet, I’m standing in front of that bulletin board saying I’ll pick one subjugation request as soon as I get there and receive another one.”

“Hey, I’m going to get this extra too.”

“Ah, here you are!”

“Casano… “

“Uh?”

Tak, the man who had put the request down at the reception desk raised his eyebrows and took off his hood. Jet-black hair and black pearl-like eyes that were revealed in an instant.

The man with a sad smile put his hand on the reception desk, tilted his head slightly, and then slowly approached Remia.

“Long time no see.”

“Ah… “

‘Is it a coincidence? Or not… If?’

She used to think of it last night, but to come to her in the morning like this, like a miracle from God, the person she needed appeared in front of her eyes.

A more mature appearance than before and a sleek and dignified body. Gulping at the form of her muscles, which could be felt even through her leather armor, Remia swallowed her saliva and greeted her, calming her pounding heart.

“It’s been a while, yes… “

When was the last time you heard a voice like this?

Remia, her toes drawn involuntarily by her fresh voice, gulped to seize the opportunity that had fallen in front of her, swallowed the saliva in her mouth, and slowly leaned against the reception desk and stretched her body close to Cassano.