186 – Living in the desert with the villain (3)
Warriors train in the morning and rest before afternoon when the sun is at its highest and the desert is at its hottest.
Some will stay in a cool oasis, some will stay with their lover or family, and some will do additional training by asking other warriors what they felt lacking during training.
That day, Chester spent time at Oasis with Monia.
The oasis, where all drinking water is grown, is a public water resource. You are free to swim in the oasis, wash your body, or whatever you do.
Normally, if you settled near an oasis, you would have done farming with the water of the oasis, but in the Golden Land of Immortality, even the location of the oasis changes periodically, so there were no tribes doing farming.
That’s why, except for the water secured as drinking water, there is virtually no need for water! So it was useful to cool off even a little while playing in the water.
In any case, after the time when the desert is at its hottest, the warriors jump on their broad feet and start hunting while running through the desert.
Prey is varied. However, it was a fairly relaxed situation right now. Since there was plenty of food to eat because of the giant snake he caught a while ago, he moved with an emphasis on gathering rather than hunting.
“Is this a cactus?”
“Is this your first time seeing it?”
Chester nodded at Urgo’s question and touched the fruit on one side of the cactus with a knife.
“It is an edible fruit.”
“Hmm.”
Chester picked the berries, being careful not to get stabbed by the cactus thorns, and brought them to his mouth.
“Five.”
“how?”
“It’s okay.”
Pleasantly sweet and sour taste spreads in Chester’s mouth. Chester said he thought Monia would like it and took the cactus fruit.
“The flesh is better than the fruit.”
Urgo watched Chester like that, then swung his ax at a nearby cactus like peeling a fruit.
After peeling off all the thorny outer parts, the exposed flesh is cut into several pieces and distributed to the warriors.
The warriors chewed the flesh of the cactus and ingested fiber, which was hard to find in the desert, as well as the moisture contained in the flesh.
Chester, who was picking fruit, also caught the cactus pulp Urgo threw and munched on it. After noticing that it is okay, he also gives it to Rex, who is riding on him.
“To eat!”
“eat.”
Rex, who was chewing on the fruit of the cactus, shook his head, saying he didn’t want to eat the flesh of the cactus, which didn’t look appetizing at first glance, but when Chester forced him to take the fruit to his mouth, he had no choice but to take it and chew it.
“Arseo.”
Rex eats the flesh while grumbling. Seeing this, Urgo laughed.
“I don’t know if he’s rebellious or submissive.”
“That’s what being a child is, well. didn’t you I was also a trouble maker when I was young.”
“My childhood.”
Urgo thought as he put in all the remaining cactus flesh and chewed it.
The tribe of the steppe where Urgo lived was given a wild horse as a gift when he was able to walk and talk.
A child has to tame the horse, but a fresh horse caught from the wild cannot be tamed in the slightest by the child’s touch.
The child grabs the rope and pulls the horse, but the horse shakes the child off too lightly. A child rolls, falls, fails, gets frustrated, gets kicked by a horse, learns defeat and setbacks, persistence and a strong mind to rise again, the courage to tackle failures again, and the mind of a warrior.
And while dealing with horses, the child’s weak body naturally becomes stronger.
Every time I fail, I get used to the pain as I get hurt and my body is broken.
And when he finally overpowers the horse and mounts on it, the boy turns into a full-fledged warrior of the plains.
However, Urgo had no such experience.
He is a mutant that is very rarely born among humans. The lineage of a hero that has been passed on since the distant past, but has faded and disappeared, is strongly engraved as an atavism.
At most, Urgo could not be subdued with only a young wild horse, and the elders of the tribe, who saw Urgo subduing a wild horse with a single blow, caught a grown wild horse and gave it to Urgo as a gift.
“Looks like I was a trouble maker too.”
To tame the wild horse, the sun rises once, the moon rises once, and the sun rises once more, fighting the wild horse until the sun rises again.
How many tents were destroyed and how many members of the tribe were injured as a result of being caught up in it.
Urgo proudly showed off his strength and ability by overpowering a grown wild horse, but thinking about it now, it was quite a nuisance.
“Everything is like that when you’re young.”
Chester laughed at Urgo’s answer and gave Rex the cactus flesh again. This time, Rex takes it and eats it.
However, after noticing that Rex was pretending to eat by putting the pulp between his lips, Chester slammed the pulp into Rex’s mouth while Rex’s teeth were open.
In the end, Rex, who ended up chewing the flesh of the cactus, grabbed Chester and started shaking his body around to vent his anger.
Chester accepted the cute anger, shaking his body appropriately so that Rex would not get hurt.
And after a while, those who gathered enough cacti wandered around the desert again.
Chester only sees rocks from time to time and endless sand, but warriors who have lived in the desert all their lives seem to see something different.
Wherever they went, they found useful things.
When Chester found a dry tree that could be used for firewood, and when Chester saw a tree growing alone in the middle of the desert and felt a strange feeling and admired it, a warrior in the desert said something to Urgo.
“hahahaha!”
Hearing that, Urgo chuckled, and Chester looked at him, wondering what was going on.
“No, I want you to stop playing with that tree like a toy.”
Apparently, Chester, who carves a piece of wood to pass the time, seemed very luxurious to them.
“this.”
“Then why did you play with wood in front of the warriors?”
When Urgo made fun of Chester, Chester let out a sigh when he saw the warriors looking at him with a little nervous expression.
“Yes, yes. I won’t play with it.”
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Looking at the eyes of the desert warriors who are worried about him, the day when he was a kid who didn’t know anything, he was scolded while playing with the precious food of the village, saying he would play war with his friends. I felt like I was back in the middle of that moment.
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“In this immortal land of gold, all terrain changes, but there is only one terrain that does not change.”
Urgo drove his broad feet as he said those words. Going over a fairly steep sand dune consumes a lot of stamina, so even if the actual travel distance increases, I thought of going around a little bit.
“What do you think it is?”
“Isn’t it a rock? Sand is blown away by the wind and changed, but rocks… … .”
“Here, even rocks move. It moves less than sand, but even rocks move when the earth roars loudly.”
“The ground howls?”
“yes. People here say the desert is angry.”
The desert is angry. Chester saw the scattered sand being trampled by the lizard he was riding.
“It is not in the center of the desert, but it is called the center of the desert or the heart of the desert because it is the only thing that does not change in this desert.”
Urgo slowly passes by the high sand dunes while talking.
“People here call it ‘Pyramid’.”
As Urgo said that and rounded the hill, Chester’s eyes were dazzled by a brilliant golden light.
“Ugh!”
Chester, who involuntarily shrank from the intense light, raised his head after a long time, when his eyes got used to the light.
“… … Five.”
In front of Chester, who raised his head, stood a square pyramid the height of three adult men.
In this desert where everything was washed away by the sand and turned wild, the quadrangular pyramid towering in front of me boasted a mirror-like smooth surface without the slightest flaw.
“What is that?”
“It is an ancient ruin.”
Urgo pointed to the ground and said.
“No one knows how high it is. Because only the top part is exposed on the sand, and everything below it is buried.”
“… … Is that the highest level now?”
“yes.”
“How do you know?”
“They say that there was a time when the sand flew away and even the bottom of the pyramid was exposed. Judging from the records at that time, the exposure now is said to be at the top.”
Chester, as well as Rex, were looking at the pyramid as if possessed.
“Awesome. How old are you? I mean, they look too clean to be ancient ruins? If you hadn’t told me, I would have thought it was recently completed.”
“It would be better to show it yourself.”
Urgo took the axe, got off the wide feet, went near the pyramid, and struck the pyramid with force.
Quaang!!
There was a loud noise, but Urgo’s ax was blocked by a mysterious light curtain on the surface of the pyramid, so it did not damage the pyramid in the slightest.
“In the pyramid, everywhere except the entrance, there is something like this shield.”
Chester got off his wide feet and approached the pyramid, carefully placing his hand on the pyramid’s surface.
Then, for some reason, I felt a watery barrier in my hand. The pyramid is right in front of you, but you cannot touch it.
Rex, too, was curious as he kept rubbing the shield.
“Awesome. Is this what magic is? It’s the first time I’ve seen it.”
“Your blue tattoo that appears and disappears seems magical to me, too.”
“… … Maybe not.”
what is magic It is a material that can only be described as a miracle. Recalling such a miraculous substance, the grace of the top, Chester looked at the pyramid.
‘It’s magic.’
What the hell is sleeping in this?