310. Frostbite Dream (1)
“Instructor Raina, what are you doing there…”
“Can’t you tell by looking? I’m washing.”
“…With Zeto in front of you?”
“Yes, why?”
Raina proudly spread her breasts.
Her eyes were directed to where the white bandages covering Zeto’s eyes were.
[ There doesn’t seem to be any problem. ]
Now even Beno helps out.
It certainly seemed like there was nothing to point out.
However, it could not be said for sure that this situation was not inappropriate.
“Why are you washing in the first place?”
“hehehehe, that’s because I just finished a big game. It’s sticky.”
Reyna lets out a snort of her own and narrows her eyes.
I can’t believe I came back after a big game.
“…Zeto?”
“……”
When I called Zeto in a suspicious voice, he, who had been sitting blankly, turned his head to me.
Zetto then stood up, loosened the reins of the horses tied to the wooden poles, and opened his mouth.
“Shall we go get some food?”
“No, right?”
“What is it…?”
“Please say no.”
“…No.”
Jeto’s hesitant answer seemed to come out reluctantly.
Soon, Raina, who was taking a dip in the pond, can be heard cheering loudly.
“Fuhahahaha!”
Raina keeps smiling as she splashes in the water.
Her eyebrows furrowed without my knowledge at the sound of her laughter.
‘I wonder what kind of prank you’re playing.’
It seemed like she was playing nice with Raina.
[ Your imagination is amazing. At this point, I’m starting to wonder if being taken away isn’t something I like…]
Beno, who looked at the dizzying scenes that were immediately passing through my mind, started arguing.
“Shut up, Beno.”
If you listen to this perverted lizard’s hesitations all day, you will become ‘inspired’ by it without even realizing it. It seems to have gotten a little worse since Beno created a circle on his own.
“Is it still noisy?”
Zetto, who was leading the horses, asked.
It was a relationship with Benoit that led to the crystal ball that Zeto gave him. Coincidentally, there was a dragon who was friendly with him, and thanks to that, he was able to form a bond with Beno.
Maybe that’s why, although other people don’t know, I tend to talk to Beno comfortably when Zeto is next to me.
“It’s noisy. It never shuts up. Are all dragons like this?”
“Humans living in the same land all have different thoughts, so how can dragons be the same? What I do know is that they tend to be quite interested in human stories.”
“Dragons call it ‘play’, right?”
“Yes, they are a long-lived species and have been part of our history while hiding among humans. They must have also witnessed the evil deeds of long-lived tyrants, the end of vicious villains, and the heroics of righteous knights. Of course. , Since they don’t show up, there aren’t many stories about dragons directly mentioned in history.”
“Hey, it seems quite different from the dragon I know who was so timid that he couldn’t meet a single male dragon and was stuck in the corner of the nest.”
[What, what?! What are you saying?! If it weren’t for the academy, she would have been stuck in a corner of her room, cuddling with dolls that children would like, reading storybooks, and flirting…! ]
I exchanged light gossip with Beno.
There was no particular impact.
Because Zeto can’t hear her voice.
Isn’t there a saying that the person who speaks up is the winner?
“…It must also be seen that each person has a different way of living.”
Zeto is trying hard to pack up Beno.
Anyway, the problem is that Zeto has a very kind heart.
As a result, we often experience difficult situations like the one just above.
‘As expected, I have to be next to you.’
Even though I had him by my side, I still couldn’t shake off my anxiety.
***
Meanwhile, Keraf, Volk, and Howell were heading to the patriotic city where the festival would be held.
This is because there were instructions from Zeto to research information in advance.
They got off the carriage that had been running non-stop day and night and were waiting at the stagecoach for a while to transfer to the next carriage.
“……”
Keraph approached Howell, who was sitting on the fence and looking down at the floor, and handed him a bottle of water and rice wrapped in leaves.
“Let’s have some. I couldn’t afford to go to the guesthouse, so I got it in a hurry.”
“Thank you.”
After quietly receiving the food, Howol looks down at the floor again with helpless eyes.
“So, what crime did you commit?”
Keraph asked, leaning against the fence.
“A sin?”
“Zeto briefly introduced himself as someone who would be helpful in our future plans, but is there any other reason for a human from the Moonlight Society to suddenly help us?”
“……”
“Well, if you don’t want to say it out loud, you don’t have to… But what I want to say is that everyone is in a similar situation to you.”
“What are you people doing in the first place? Why are you following him?”
“People… Should I say that the expression ‘people’ is incorrect?”
“…Yes?”
“That’s because we’re not people.”
Howell tilted his head in response to Keraf’s questionable answer.
With a solemn look on his face, Keraf pointed to the silver-haired boy on the other side who was begging for a little more food from the generous villager who had provided him with the meal.
“That boy is a race called Lycanslope, and in the East they are called Inrang.”
“Inrang…?”
“Currently, there are only a few remaining, so they are a rare species. You probably know that there is a huge bounty on Zeto from an unknown source. He was one of the assassins who came to kill Zeto.”
Howell also knew about the bounty.
From noble mtl dot com
But I couldn’t believe that the young boy was a man with hidden ears and a tail, and that he was an assassin who kills people for money.
‘You even targeted him….’
What that means is that Zeto was coaxing the assassin who came to kill him and using him as his subordinate.
“The blond man I saw in the guest room the other day is also the person who tried to kill Zeto.”
“…What about you?”
Howell, who had doubts about her companions, asked Keraf that question and swallowed her saliva.
He smiled at her question.
“It’s better if you don’t know. One thing is certain: Zeto is a person whose reach is so broad that he can easily ignore the level of hostility between races.”
“…It doesn’t seem common.”
“I guess that’s why I’m following him, a human.”
Keraph laughs.
“Why are we gathered under him?”
“I’m here to help Zeto with his plan, but the others probably won’t think much of it. At least not yet.”
“What is his plan?”
Keraph paused and opened his mouth in response to Howell’s question again.
“…The annihilation of the demons. Zeto has a war with the demons in mind.”
War against demons.
Howell is deep in thought after hearing Keraf’s words.
“I know it may sound funny. A cadet who hasn’t even graduated yet is thinking about going to war with demons. Even a passing dog would laugh.”
“That’s not true… Not really…”
“That’s an unexpected answer.”
“It’s not like we don’t know much about him.”
Howell also acknowledged it.
It is true that Jeto is the reincarnation of Baek Cheon-gyeol.
Now that guess has just turned into certainty.
It didn’t matter whether his memories came back or not.
His and Baekcheongyeol’s goals are completely the same.
That alone had great meaning.
The key is simply whether or not you can achieve that grand goal in this life that you couldn’t achieve in your last life.
“I trust that you will keep the secret. It is not a story worth sharing without permission.”
“Well, one last thing…”
Howell nodded in approval and caught Kerap who was trying to check if the carriage was ready.
“What is it?”
“Why do I have to pretend to be a lover…?”
“…Did you order something like that?”
Keraph scratched his cheek as if he was hearing this for the first time.
“I said I would do it.”
“I think he’s probably trying to catch us off guard. I don’t know why, but Zeto was extremely reluctant to let this incident come to light. He might be trying to handle it quietly.”
“Ah…”
If that were the reason, acting as a lover was no big deal.
There was nothing good about keeping the blood cultists alive, and in a way, she was pretending to be her lover and guarding him by his side, so it was also like she was fulfilling her ‘duty’ as Wolyeonghoe.
“One piece of advice: It would be best to avoid the eyes of the cadets as much as possible. Zeto, who has excellent sensing abilities, will be by your side, so it won’t happen, but if it catches the eye of someone who knows Zeto, If you stand out…”
Keraf pauses, frowns, and turns his back again.
“…Anyway, please be careful.”
“Yes, I think that would be a good idea.”
Howell, who somehow understood what Keraf meant, nodded repeatedly.
‘If Kaen sees me being affectionate with him…’
It was truly a catastrophe.
It wouldn’t be strange if the martial spirits of the Wolyeonghoe came in the middle of the night and pointed their swords at Howol’s neck.
‘Can I do it well…’
Their intelligence power that uncovered the Blood Cult’s plan faster and in more detail than the Wolyeonghoe, and Zeto’s inaction that she saw and heard about.
At least it didn’t seem like she would get hurt during the operation, but that wasn’t what she was worried about.
‘Is it possible to act as a natural lover enough to make blood-crazed psychopaths lose their guard?’
Howell had never even held hands with a man she liked, let alone a lover.
I have occasionally witnessed affection between lovers while visiting the palace, but carrying it out in person is another story, isn’t it?
“Ha…”
Even though the question was resolved, another worry arose and Howell sighed.
‘I hope the day will come when I can confess this incident without hesitation…’
Even though she knew a storm was coming, there was nothing she could do. She just closes her eyes and asks the invisible Kaen for her forgiveness.
Poor girl. Also, a seems like a new member of the B team.