132 – A night watch and a cup of tea
The campsite, which had been crowded with the sound of washing, soon became quiet.
The watchmen sat around the bonfire, but my destination wasn’t there.
“Let’s go in first.”
I headed for my tent, being escorted by a vigil.
Profit.
As I lit the candle Gordon gave me, a bright light filled the small tent.
It was a sight that reminded me of childhood memories of being covered in blankets in the closet.
Palak.
After sitting cross-legged, I opened the manuscript of the clue.
And then, I started to decipher the part where the main character of the diary searched Britian.
-…I looked all over the place, but I couldn’t find anything suitable.
The reason why the search for this building ○○ continued for several ○ years was simple. It was not a problem of the environment, but ○, ○○ was a big problem.
Because ○Ji we thought of was already inhabited by slasher ○ who had escaped from taxes.
The damn bastard’s three ○, taxes, ○gold.
I would like to quote the words of Lei ○, who struck ○ ○ in the North, as she threw the wand on the ground. That’s probably the best word for them.
Guys like ‘○. Even if they go into the grave ○, they will carry the tax chest ○.’
Of course, the world is wide, and there are places that people cannot reach.
However, there were many ○ problems from supply to survival to enter the only demonic realm in Bree ○.
What good is it if you die before you open up new horizons?
This time, go to Part ○. I hope there is a decision this time.
And may all tax collectors have erectile dysfunction.
After examining whether the content I had insufficiently interpreted fit the context, I grabbed my throbbing head.
“Ugh.”
This time, too, it was empty. The damn tax was the problem.
I’ve heard of Baekgoljingpo, which pays taxes even on corpses, and Hwanggucheomjeong, which makes even children strong.
This is the first time I’ve seen the miraculous snowball where a secret lab cannot be built because of slash-and-burn farmers who roam around to avoid taxes.
Muttered while clutching his head like that.
“So, where did you build the lab?”
I’m pretty sure it was made.
I wondered where I would have made it,
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No matter how much I thought about it, the answer didn’t come out.
***
“Mercenary, stand up.”
I woke up to the sound of Youngae calling outside the tent.
I couldn’t find an answer and it was dark inside the tent where I had turned off the candles before going to bed.
Looks like the order of the night watch has arrived.
I hurriedly removed the gag and raised my upper body.
“I’ll be leaving soon. Rest in front of the campfire.”
“I do.”
After brushing off the remaining tiredness as if clinging to the corners of my eyes, I went out of the tent.
Above the campfire where only one bonfire burned quietly, the Milky Way still adorned the sky.
I sat on the opposite side of the young lady and took out a geography book.
It was to figure out the route of the road to go tomorrow.
Seeing that, the young lady pointed to a kettle instead of a pot and asked.
“I just put some water on it. Would you like a drink later?”
Thanks for the suggestion.
“Thank you, young lady.”
Bubbling.
Amidst the soft sound of boiling tea.
I put thin paper over the geography book and drew a line with a pen.
Paper with a thickness similar to that of the Bible was easy to mark without soiling the geography book.
After familiarizing myself with the route to the lakeside village tomorrow, I closed the book.
Beep-
I picked up the kettle and set it down in front of me.
Vapour escaped from the spout, making a wind noise.
As I put the tea leaves in the wooden cup, I could feel the gaze from the other side.
The young lady, who was still wearing uncomfortable clothes for rest, was still watching what I was doing.
“Young lady, aren’t you tired?”
“Thank you for your concern, but I am a sleepless person.”
I remembered how I had yawned a few days ago and muttered that I wanted more sleep.
Squeeze.
I put hot water in a wooden cup filled with tea leaves and handed it to the young lady.
“It’s hot.”
Holding it with both hands, the young lady expressed her gratitude.
“Thank you.”
“You are welcome.”
After those words, only sipping sounds could be heard from the campfire.
I recalled the part I had read earlier.
It was because the owner of the journal wrote too little about the experiment, so I couldn’t find the damn lab.
‘There must be a place where experiments with spatial magic took place.’
Although he didn’t adopt it, judging from the discussion of the Demonic Realm, he must have been looking for a lot of remote places.
‘Where is it?’
“Mercenaries.”
I heard a voice calling me from the front.
“Yes. Please tell me young lady.”
“Do you have any questions, by any chance?”
There was an unknown curiosity in the voice of the young lady who spoke in a whisper.
“Yes?”
“Normal people ask me what my name is or why I am here, but it’s strange that you never ask such things.”
The answer was simple.
“There are things you don’t need to know to live long.”
Tadak.
I said as I put firewood into the fire.
“And usually, there are many people who don’t like it when I ask about it.”
“I hate it.”
“Yes.”
At least, Young Ae didn’t seem to want to reveal herself.
Looking at him still wearing that uncomfortable robe.
“Even Young lady, if a stranger pokes at you, he probably won’t like it very much.”
She said nothing for a moment, then opened her mouth.
“Why did you think that?”
“I thought I was the young lady. You have such a beauty that you have to cover it with a thick cloth. Thinking that way, the answer came easily.”
Then she asked, perplexed.
“When did you see my face?”
At the questionable result, I said with a smile.
“Thank you. You just admitted it yourself.”
Attracted by the judo newspaper, the young lady lost her words.
I just stared at the campfire and sipped tea from time to time.
After not saying anything for a long time, the young lady put down her glass and put her hands on her hood before speaking.
“I’ve probably seen it, but I’ve seen it roughly.”
“Young lady?”
“Look closely.”
She pulled back her hood very slightly.
Then, her silver hair, which contained the light of the stars, revealed her eyes that seemed to have been carved and set in round pieces of amethyst.
Her pointed nose and cheeks slightly reddened by the light gave off a youthful look, but her slender chin kept the balance in moderation.
As she watched, her red lips twitched and asked.
“Do you still think it is worth covering?”
To that question, I had no answer.
But she seemed satisfied with that response as well.
The moment I was about to say something.
Brush.
Rien priest with a sleepy face came out of the tent and said.
“You worked hard! Now it’s a shift!”
Then her young lady pulled back her hood and brought her wooden cup to her mouth.
But I drank too quickly.
“Cough, Cough.”
“Young lady, are you okay?”
“Collock, it’s okay.”
As the priest approached, the young lady waved her hand repeatedly and said,
“Let’s go in first.”
Then I quickly got up and headed for the tent.
Seeing that, Priest Rien tilted her head and asked.
“Mercenary, did something happen with the young lady?”
I shook my head.
Because I had nothing but a cup of tea while staying up all night.
***
The wagon quickly left the camp and continued on the road.
For some reason, I could see the wagons of adventurers scattered around.
“There are a lot of adventurers.”
“Because there are more small monsters like goblins living in the eastern part than in other areas.”
I started to see the mountains in front of me.
Instead of running all the way to today’s destination, I decided to go after eating here.
After stopping the wagon on the side of the road, we settled down in a place where there were few grasses and butterflies were flying around.
Lunch was to be served by Joe who pitched the tent yesterday.
At the request, Priest Rien replied with a smile.
“Just trust us!”
After sitting and waiting like that, I was handed my lunch.
In the plate were several pieces of well-roasted meat and a salad.
“Fruit salad?”
“Yes!”
Priest Rien said with a smile.
“Because you should eat fruits and vegetables often! Bon appetite!”
After nodding his head, he began to eat quietly.
Crunchy.
‘It’s okay.’
I didn’t know a salad sprinkled with just salt and pepper could taste so good.
While eating like that, I suddenly had a strange thought.
What if I came from an experiment similar to the journal?
What if an experiment was done, and you came here because it failed?
The fork he was holding trembled slightly.
Tuk, tok.
“Mercenary?”
“…Yes?”
As I turned my head, Priest Rien looked at me anxiously and asked.
“Do you hate salad?”
“Originally, people have to eat meat, Priest Rien.”
Prianian stopped eating and said expressionlessly.
“Perhaps Mr. G-House wanted meat, but he was taken aback when the salad came out. So I said I would only cook meat.”
“An unbalanced diet is not good for nutrition, just Mr. Prianian!”
“No. It’s really good.”
I didn’t want to cause any misunderstanding, so I said with a thumbs up.
“Seeing how delicious the two of you cook, I don’t have to cook.”
Then the conversation between the two stopped.
“I don’t think it’s that far. G-house mercenary!”
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“It’s just to the point that I want to eat the food you cook every day. I look forward to seeing you in the future.”
“……”
“……”
After answering that, we went out to eat again.
No matter what you guess, the reality of where I have to go doesn’t change.