Chapter 167: Say it's not the protagonist? (Please subscribe! Ask for monthly pass!)

"..."
The scene in front of him made Sheen silent.
At this moment, Thiel no longer had the indifference and the atmosphere of indifference that radiated from the past, and replaced by the feeling of sadness, nostalgia and hatred.
The proof is that Thiel didn't know when she took the sharp blade she loves, her hand kept pushing hard, as if she wanted to pierce it into someone's heart, and her slender arms were shaking.
Sheen could imagine how intense emotions were intertwined in Thier's heart at this moment.
This made Sean feel that it seemed not very good for him to stay here and watch.
So, Sean was about to turn around and leave.
But at this moment, Sheehan felt a lot of strange magic power appear, making him stop.
"Who...!?"
Thiel, who possessed the [Enemy Perception] skill, naturally also noticed the hostility directed at him, and the sad atmosphere in his body instantly disappeared, and instead returned to indifference.
Next second...
"Oh, long time no see."
With such a mocking voice, a group of people surrounded Thiel from around.
The leader is a noble master who is dressed as a knight, but is obviously overly gorgeous. He is more like a nouveau riche than Magret, holding a sword in his hand and full of sarcasm and arrogance on his face.
All the people around seemed to be the guards of the noble young master, all of them with weapons, and the expressions looking at Thiel were full of unkindness.
Thiel looked at this scene coldly, and cast a non-sentimental gaze towards the noble young master headed by him.
The aristocratic young master was chattering and mocking.
"Unexpectedly, you dared to come back. I thought you would always hide in the remote countryside and never dare to return to the capital."
The voice of this aristocratic young master was full of insults to Thierry, but it also carried hatred that others could clearly detect.
Yes, it is hatred.
This aristocratic young master hated Thierry, and the look in his eyes staring at Thierry was as if he wanted to cut her a thousand times.
Thierry didn't make any response to this.
In other words, Thiel seemed to be accustomed to the hatred of others.
"...I only warn once, and immediately disappear from here."
Thiel let go indifferently.
"Let me disappear?" The aristocratic young master was suddenly grinned, and said very bitterly: "You should be the one who should disappear! You guy with the blood of sinners!"
"Sinner's Blood".
With this word, Thiel's hand holding the sharp edge suddenly tightened.
However, Thiel didn't make any retort, as if he was holding back something, and said again.
"Disappear for me."
Thiel whispered.
But of course the noble young master would not be obedient.
"I said, you are the one who is going to disappear!" The noble young master also snarled, "Today, I want to avenge my brother and those who were killed by your mother!"
"Give me all!"
With the order of the noble young master, the guards holding weapons around immediately rushed towards Thiel.
Thiel was under siege from all directions at once, and seemed to be at stake.
however...
"Om!"
Under the tremor of the air, red magic light bloomed from the sharp blade in Thiel's hand.
Thiel actually used the [Magic Sword] skill in an instant, and slashed at the guards who came under the siege.
In an instant, like a red thunder, the sharp blade carrying the light of [Magic Sword] slashed around, touching the weapons attacked by the guards.
"boom!"
The sound of breaking sounded, and the weapons in the hands of the guards were immediately cut off by Thierry's [Magic Sword] and turned into fragments.
The guards who attacked only felt a flash of red light in front of them, and then their weapons shattered, making them all startled and quickly stopped their bodies.
"what!?"
The noble young master was also taken aback and couldn't believe the situation before him.
Thierry re-warned with [Magic Sword] in hand.
"roll."
The words that were still cold, this time they carried murderous aura.
"But... Damn...!"
The noble master's face was distorted, his face was full of humiliation and hatred.
But seeing the sharp blade in Thiel's hand that was shining with the glory of [Magic Sword], there was still fear in his eyes.
"She...she actually learned [Magic Sword]...! It's just been away for a year... Why did she become so strong...!?"
The noble master was full of shock at this, or rather unwilling to believe this fact.
But facts are often better than eloquence, even if the noble master is not willing to admit it, it is useless.
Thiel also seemed to be too lazy to say anything, lifted his foot, and was now ready to walk towards the noble master.
"babble...!"
The aristocratic young master immediately uttered an ineffective cry and couldn't help taking a step back.
Realizing that he couldn't deal with Thierry, and that he was still a bit dangerous, the noble master finally had the idea of ​​retreat.
just...
"Don't think that things are going to be forgotten!" The other party yelled, "Wait and see! Someone will take care of you, the daughter of sinners!"
Leaving such words, the noble young master left with a group of guards in a desperate manner.
Thierry watched these people leave, and the [Magic Sword] in his hand slowly disappeared.
However, Thiel did not cancel his guard, but turned to the other side.
"Come out." Thierry said: "I know you are there."
The voice fell, and there was silence in response to Thierry.
It wasn't until a while later that a figure appeared there.
"good evening."
Sheehan stood in front of Thier with a somewhat awkward expression.
Thiel didn't say anything, just looking at him like this, which put a lot of pressure on Sean.
"Um... how did you find me?"
Sheehan could only throw up the topic awkwardly.
Thier still didn't say anything, staring at Sheen until she was a little broken, and then she took her gaze back.
"When the guards came over, you subconsciously wanted to rush out to help me, right?" Thiel's voice said with no uproar and frustration: "I found you at that time."
It seems that Sean's move caused the [Hidden] skill to lose its effect.
After all, this skill can only be effective when it is in a latent and hidden state. Sheen intends to rush out, intends to expose, and that skill will naturally immediately fail.
"...Don't I want to help you too?"
Sheehan murmured.
"Then why are you here?"
Thiel instead questioned the soul directly.
"...I said it was accidental, would you believe it?"
Sheehan laughed out loud.
Thiel stopped saying anything immediately. After glaring at Sheen, he turned around and continued to look at the tomb in front of him.
To the tomb, Thiel seemed to say something with the mosquito noise, and then turned and left.
Sheen hurriedly followed, but didn't know what to say.
At this moment, Sean began to complain again.
(I just said I am not the protagonist?)
If it's the protagonist, you should be able to talk to the girl calmly at this time, give the other side comfort, and let the other side talk to yourself.
But Sean can't comfort people, on the contrary it is a way to stimulate people, he has so many.
Of course, if it is limited to the routines that I see in the book, Sheen cannot say that it is not.
But do you want to talk?
Sheen struggled.