26. Anger is the root of all ills
“Hey! The kid who just came in! Come to work for a minute!”
“…Ah. Goofy.”
As soon as we entered the inn, one of the group of dwarves who immediately looked at us started screaming at me.
In my 21-year life, which is long and short, my evaluation of the Dwarves, whom I had just met for less than an hour, was already penetrating the surface.
How the hell do these b*tches live with humans in Bellion?
Even among the group of dwarves pointing at me with blood vessels in their necks, there was a dwarf who answered rudely on the street just an hour ago.
He said he didn’t know where you were. This b*tch
As I pretended not to hear and ignored it, the dwarf who called me drunkenly snorted through a red-hot nose and moved his beard nonstop.
“Hey! You there! What are you doing when I call and you don’t come quickly!”
Ignore it. Ignoring is the answer.
Ignoring the dwarves, I paid the innkeeper for the room, got the key, and started climbing the stairs with my party.
Originally, if I had my temper, I would have already asked Royman to find a quiet hill nearby where I could bury the body, but now I’m in a position where I have to rest quietly and go out quietly.
I have a hard time controlling my anger.
I was in a bad mood because I met a dwarf cub on the street who drank a lot of sh*t.
Let’s think pleasantly. The funniest times in my life.
The first full shot on the Ranger.
Refreshing memories of secretly burying the senior ranger who had been harassing me for no reason.
Only a few days ago, while escaping from Cologne, he openly f*cked the warriors and idiots…
“…Khehehehe.”
I felt that the happy memories of the past became a neutralizing agent and cooled me down in a lukewarm way.
Ignoring the short-haired bastards who saw me and called me a coward, we separated into men and women, unpacked our bags in our separate rooms, and gathered together again.
“Wow… Senior. I didn’t know that you could handle your anger so well. I saw it again. Really.”
I thought he was dying from holding back his anger too. Robin.
“Forcing yourself to hold back your anger is not good for your body. There is no need to take a break for three days, so it would be better to get out as soon as you replenish the necessary items.”
“Yes, yes. Thanks. After all, there is only Luna.”
When I said thank you in a dry tone, Luna pouted her lips and slinked next to me to sit down.
“…I just need to know. Dumb guy.”
“Why are you pouting again?”
“A rough answer like that makes anyone feel bad.”
Did you catch my rough answer? It’s sharp.
“…Anyway, everyone, focus on the map now. As Luna said, it doesn’t seem necessary to take three days off, so it’s better to plan your next destination in advance.”
I tapped the map on the floor to bring my distracted gazes back together.
“Look carefully. We are in Bellion, the city of steel, about four days from Cologne. The location is… here.”
When we pointed our fingers at Bellion, where we were now, everyone nodded with my fingers pointing at each other.
“This is where we need to go… Here. Mettelheim.”
As it is, move your finger all the way to the right and point to Maetelheim, which is located in the eastern part of Maetel Kingdom.
“Robin has nowhere else to go anyway, so he said he wanted to hang out with me, and so does Luna, right?”
“Hmm… That’s right.”
“Isn’t it? Princess Alexis’ vacation at the academy is just around the corner… Does Royman have a destination?”
“I don’t care where I go, as long as I can annihilate the evil beings. I want to accompany you too.”
“Hmm. The road to the capital won’t be so smooth, so the stronger the power, the better.”
If you had taken a carriage from Cologne, the journey would have been smoother, but if you use a carriage with a small number of people separately, there is a high possibility that you will become a target for bandits.
Although it’s unlikely that the rogue thieves will be our opponents, Royman is much more reassuring.
“So, our next destination is… here.”
Sliding his finger to the left again, he pointed to a city about five days away by carriage from Bellion.
“Harman, the city of merchants. Our next destination is here.”
* * *
In a dark room.
The blackout curtain obsessively placed over the windows stands out for its strong will not to allow even a single ray of light.
– Kiki
At the dazzling beam of light that suddenly entered the dark room, Lee Yu-jeong, the hero who did not move while hugging his knees, frowned at him and raised his hand to cover his vision.
“Again, I didn’t turn on the lights like this… a hero.”
“…I am not a warrior.”
“Haa…”
Looking at the hero with his head buried in her lap, still not paying attention, Adrienne sighed and put the basket in her hand on the table.
“Flóga (flame).”
Runes, a method of chanting magic that is rarely used now, flowed from Adrien’s mouth, followed by a small flame on Adrien’s palm.
Adrien opened his mouth after removing the blackout curtain that was hanging over the window and moving the flame from his palm to the wick of the candle.
“A warrior. I understand you’re feeling so down since Austin left, but we have work to do. It won’t be too late to find Austin after defeating Argyle…”
“I am a warrior…”
“Stop saying that!”
It’s already been three days since Austin left Cologne.
Ever since the day Austin stole the wagon and ran away, the hero has been living in his room, losing all motivation.
At her brooding, heroic demeanor, Adrien quietly approached her and placed her hand on her shoulder.
“Hero… I still don’t know why you’re so obsessed with Austin all of a sudden. I know very well that we did something we shouldn’t have done to Austin.”
“……”
“But we have more important things than anything else. Austin wouldn’t want you to lie down and do nothing. Huh?”
At Adrien’s kind words, the hero lifted up his tear-stained face and looked at Adrien.
‘…That’s a bit harsh.’
The traces of dried tears here and there made her look even more haggard, and her eyes, which had been swollen from crying so much, were so red and swollen that she couldn’t even guess the tears she shed.
“Adrien. Are you… Aren’t you sorry?”
“That is…”
“Austin left the party because of us. Can you accept the fact that we hurt Austin with such an attitude… That you will never see him for the rest of your life?”
At the words of the hero, Adrienne closed her eyes for a moment and recalled Austin’s face.
I can think of light brown hair and blue eyes…
“Uh…?”
That was all.
At some point, Adrien was slowly erasing Austin from his mind.
‘But… Why? Suddenly?’
Three years have passed since I saw Austin’s face. During those three years, she cried and laughed with Austin as she continued her adventures.
3 Years. It’s been 3 years.
But at some point, the existence of Austin was quickly and surely being erased from Adrien’s mind.
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No matter how much I think about it, I can’t recall his face.
Clearly, his face, which he had been able to recall at once until three days ago, was disappearing from his memory, leaving only his eyes and hair in just a few days.
What does Austin look like…?
In the first place, why did I bully Austin at the party?
Did I originally hate people who use crossbows?
“Adrien…? In your eyes…”
Adrien was able to squeeze out of her thoughts at the sudden feeling of a cold tap on her thigh.
“Uh… Uh…? Why am I crying…”
Something is strange.
“Yo… Hero! I’ll come find Maya for a second!”
Adrien, who hastily wiped away tears, hurriedly spurred the woman’s door without listening to the hero’s answer.
‘Damn… I don’t feel good.’
A little… No, something is very strange.
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Nauseous at the strangeness of her wandering through her head, Adrien ran on her way, barely swallowing her nausea.
If you are Maya, you will know about this situation.
* * *
Here at the Drunk Wolf Inn, food and alcohol are also sold on the first floor, so the advantage is that you don’t have to go out to the restaurant to have a meal comfortably.
The amenities are really good compared to the price. It’s close to the shopping district… I chose the inn well…
“I’m calling you, how dare you ignore it and just go?! My liver is swollen!”
“Ahahahaha… Calm down first. It was because I had a bad ear. Please forgive me.”
“It’s none of my business that my ears are bad! It matters that you ignored me!”
These f*cking cheeky dwarves were still driving stakes and drinking after a while as we talked.
As soon as I came down the stairs to eat, I was caught by the dwarves who found us, and I had no choice but to swallow my tears and take a seat at the table next to them.
“Why is this guy’s expression like this? Hey! I’m not talking about that!”
“Oh… No? Could it be? hahahaha… By the way, if we eat now…”
“No, no. Guys like you don’t deserve to eat.”
This f*cking old bastard…
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No. Be patient, Austin. Blessings come to those who persevere.
As I was taking a deep breath thinking that, my eyes focused on Austin’s back, who was barely suppressing his anger with his mouth quivering.
“Ahh… You must be using a crossbow in an unusual way?”
“Yes? Ah – because I’m not good at shooting a bow. The crossbow is easy to use…”
“Look at me! Give it to me!”
Before I even refused, my favorite crossbow had already fallen into the hands of the hairy dwarves.
“Yai ㅆ…”
What the f*ck, don’t take permission from anyone and take it?
When I thought that my crossbow, which I had always carefully maintained and cared for, would be groped in the hands of those unsophisticated and disliked dwarves, I felt my eyes go round.
“Hmm… Did you use mithril yarn? The workmanship is amazing.”
“Where! Show me too!”
This time, I fell into the hands of a dwarf who openly ignored me on the street.
But, that bastard’s hands are covered with skewer sauce…
– Boom.
“… Hey.”
“Uhm… It’s built quite solidly… Huh? Me?”
I felt something disconnect in my head, but the corners of my mouth were still raised in a gentle smile.
“Royman. Go and lock the door.”
“Yes, brother.”
Royman jumped up and walked out to the entrance of the inn, while Robin, who had a good sense of humor, was handing the innkeeper the silence fee.
“You bastards just touched my crossbow. Behemoth.”
“…What do you mean? Hey! Stop touching me and give me some!”
When I get really angry, I tend to laugh.
“Give me my crossbow if you don’t want to hide. You should be able to chew this.”
At a drinking party, fights are indispensable.
Truly a comedy.