I Was Kidnapped by My Rich Older Sister

32 – Let’s go to the sea!!

“I’ll ask you again. Did you bring the holy sword?”

“Tsk!”

The prince eventually clicks his tongue at my continuous questioning and raises his mana.

Seeing his impatient appearance, I also began to calmly raise my mana by wearing flames all over my body.

Be wary of the lightning bolts bursting out of the prince’s body, carefully observing when he takes out his staff.

Being a member of the royal family, it was clear that he had at least one subspace item.

And it must contain a staff and a holy sword.

We must take it away.

“Sister, stop that quickly!”

“Doona, don’t go.”

“Yes?”

As she prepared to jump out at Lancia’s urging, she grabbed Doona’s wrist and stopped her from jumping out.

Wielding the magic of a hero against an opponent who doesn’t know when to pull out the holy sword is like self-destructing.

“If you touch it for nothing and get transferred together, how are you going to come back? Don’t catch Doona.”

“Annoying.”

I checked Doona, who clicked her tongue low and took a step back.

The prince was watching us closely, with a drop of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

If the situation arises, they are going to give us a big shot of high-ranking mabab and jump out.

“Lancia, let’s go together.”

“Yes!”

There are several chaos we’ve been through, but not like that.

Before I knew it, a staff with a gorgeous dragon head was in my hand.

The staff immediately aimed at the prince in front of their eyes.

Spheres of intense purple flame appeared one after another in front of the dragon’s mouth, and began to flick menacing streams of fire.

Lancia’s preparation was not easy. A circular line wrapped around us appeared at her feet, and began to glow with a lot of divine power.

Rosario held tightly in Lancia’s hand emits powerful divine power, and the divine barrier defense technique was on the verge of activating at any time to protect us.

It’s also a priest-type, ending weapon. Performance, for sure.

If they attack, Lancia will defend them and I will intercept them in reverse.

We have been together for a long time and have come up with a basic tactic, we have captured the two Four Heavenly Kings, who are praised as the direct subordinates of the demon king.

There was no way that the prince in front of us could stand up to us.

“Let’s start this way.”

As soon as the prince’s words were finished, flashy thunderbolts struck around him.

A vision dyed with light for an instant. Lancia’s barrier enveloped us in an instant, and I frowned at her and shook her head.

In the place where the prince was, there were only scattered candles and the floor left with soot from the aftermath of the lightning strike.

He was nowhere to be seen.

I thought it was definitely an offensive magic, but I was completely fooled.

You bastard, you teleported.

“What?”

“… Ran away?

“It must be a lightning-attribute teleport. It’s needlessly noisy.”

Doona looked at the place where the prince stood with a bewildered expression and weakly stretched out the knife she was holding in her hand.

He seemed to have lost his energy in the sudden situation.

I also lost steam, so I put away the purple flame bullets that had been thrown in front of me, and put the staff into the inventory.

After all, I’m pretty sure he has the holy sword.

The tail fell off and ran away, but in the end, the prince will reappear to Duna to return to the empire.

The holy sword functions only with the hero’s magical power.

It’s a needlessly elaborate sword, so even if the prince holds it, it’s just a sword that’s lighter, stronger, and cuts easily than a normal sword.

The prince needed the magic of a warrior possessed by Duna.

“So that guy, will he come back?”

“Didn’t you see your sister’s eyes as you ran away? Will you come no matter what?”

“I really hate it.”

Lancia stuck out her tongue with a tired expression.

As if she didn’t like it very much, Doona shuddered at her, crossed her arms, and vigorously swept both of her arms.

But the prince’s attitude doesn’t seem to be much different from what you guys do to me, isn’t it because of his mood?

“An unexpected, troublesome thing happened.”

“No matter how much the Goddess keeps dropping the Holy Sword, I can’t understand what that man is thinking about carrying that Holy Sword.”

“Prince, I’m sure you weren’t alone.”

There are people who pushed me hard from behind.

Adding her words while affirming Doona’s words and Lancia’s opinions.

No matter how much it is said that it is a holy sword that is continuously provided in the game, the story of the holy sword that the prince brought is a little different.

A beloved sword that Duna has held in her hand and fought from beginning to end.

It is the symbol itself that finally cut off the head of the demon king and brought peace to the continent, literally the weapon that killed the demon king.

To use a politically important weapon like this, the goddess keeps refilling it as if copying and pasting, but I don’t think this is a bit too much.

“I should have killed you that night.”

Duna’s thin voice pierced my ears, but I couldn’t bear to deny it.

Right now, the prince was the most threatening enemy who could kidnap Doona from us at any time.

Right now, we didn’t know where he lived, what job he had, how he was making money, or anything.

All I know is his power level, child-like personality, and the fact that he has a holy sword. It was like a half unknown enemy.

A bastard who is more f*cked than the devil.

*

Outside the window, the bright sunlight was heating up the world.

“It’s steaming outside.”

“Air conditioning is the best.”

I was lying limp on the sofa in the living room cooled by the air conditioner.

Lancia, lying on top of me, was staring at the TV with a fierce expression, eating cool bean noodles and watching a noisy variety show that made my eyes happy.

Before anyone knew it, the rainy season was almost over, and summer was about to start in earnest, but we still couldn’t find the prince.

“The prince can’t even see the tip of his hair.”

“That prince must be bald. And my sister seems to have stopped caring.”

Hearing Lancia’s powerless voice, I silently patted her on the back and looked up blankly at her ceiling.

Doona seemed intent on killing the prince if he appeared in front of her.

Recently, Duna has been working hard on training by waking up early in the morning and throwing a large spike bought at a hardware store into a tree in the forest to make a hole in it.

Since I can’t make contact, it’s like I switched to a long distance.

I think it would be quicker to import firearms even if it is illegal, but since Korea, our proud country, is illegal to possess firearms, I did not mention it.

“Why doesn’t the holy sword have the ability to teleport into the owner’s hand?”

“If you add a function like that, I don’t think it would be hard to call it a sword anymore.”

“If only the enemy can cut, that’s a sword.”

“It sounds like a sword if it has a blade attached to it.”

“Doona, the prosecutor, would know better.”

“Eh…”

Kung!

Lancia, which was drooping over my body like a wet blanket, was sprawled on the floor like a dead fish when I lifted myself up.

Despite falling to the floor, just looking up at the ceiling was so identical to me that I got goosebumps for nothing.

What is it, because I’m not a thief, I couldn’t learn the skill to create an alter ego.

“Sol, Shiaya!!”

Duna seemed to have returned from training, and appeared with a box containing a nail in one hand.

You really work hard. If the prince knew this fact, he would shed bloody tears.

“Let’s go to the sea!!”

“I don’t like it.”

“He hates Lancia.”

I sighed appropriately at Lancia’s answer, who was completely exhausted, and buried her face in her sofa.

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Going out in the summer, when it’s like a steamer, I don’t really take on the heat because of the high fire resistance, but I hated the sticky air.

“Shaya, let’s go shopping for swimsuits with unnie? Huh?”

“Something weird like that naked underwear?”

A swimsuit is not underwear, but the degree of exposure is similar.

“Huh? Please! You’ll love Sol too!”

“…Mister, would you like me to wear that risque swimsuit?”

Despite burying their faces in the sofa, I could feel their twinkling eyes reaching me.

It’s difficult, I don’t want to go outside and the two seem to be looking forward to it.

And why is it premised on wearing a lewd swimsuit as if it were natural? Don’t you think you can really put it on and attack it at night?

“Right to remain silent.”

I quietly avoided answering.

I don’t want to go out, but I do miss you.

Isn’t this what a man’s sad instinct is originally?

“Sister, shall we leave now?”

“Yes! Prepare the brush quickly!”

They both look happy.

Looking at the two people who started getting ready to go out, I smiled.

Yes, I had a hard time because of the prince. We also need to play while relieving some stress.

“Sol, what swimsuit would you like us to wear?”

“That’s right, I’ll dress you all the way you want.”

“Write.”

As the two of them prepared to go out, the mischievous man started teasing me with a childlike expression.

If you guys wear it, you’ll be pretty no matter what you wear, but I wonder what a swimsuit has to do with it.

Above all, it’s not a joke in various ways, whether it’s the body, the chest, or the pelvis.

When I go out with the two of them, my eyes gather wherever I go.

“Oh, are you shy again?”

“Mister, are you that good?

“Stop it.”

I’m a bit embarrassed now too.

The two mischievous hands ruffled my hair and started playing with my red-hot face.

What is this all of a sudden while preparing to leave?

“Oh, my face got even redder!”

“Mister, they look like tomatoes!”

If you know that, I hope this hand will stop.

Doona gently caressing my nape and kissing my lips, and Lancia, showing off her competitive spirit as if she won’t lose to him, puts my ear in her mouth and starts cuddling.

Would you guys be sued for sexual harassment if our genders were reversed?

“Have you ever seen such a handsome tomato?”

“Here it is.”

“Is it right in front of us?”

I pretended to have a good night’s sleep as I turned my face to the two of them, who were raising the level of their mischief with a giggly, mischievous smile.

I became even more ashamed of my jokes when I thought I would deny them.

Whether I do it or not, their skinship has also started to become more soggy.

Oh, wait a minute. Don’t put your hands inside your clothes.

Lancia, won’t you fumble my abs?

Our daily life, as always, went smoothly.