(EP.401)Angmar Company #6
401 – Black Angmar Company #6
I heard that the history of forming a culture that values children is not very long.
Human history has been a series of conflicts and chaos.
Young children who are weak and do not know how to protect themselves are always torn apart by the selfishness and harsh winds of the adults.
Especially in this chaotic world, a child without a parent is an existence that is quickly forgotten, even if it disappears at any moment.
That is probably the reason why the orphans were chosen as subjects to experiment with Solomon’s magic.
Because of that, when the forest keeper Faroo took the children to the back of the shabby building of the monastery. My blood seemed to sink coldly because I wondered if things were going the way I thought they would.
So, I carefully followed behind him in order to catch him as a current criminal. At last I could see him pulling something out towards the children under the dark shadows.
“Come on, eat now. I just got it, so it will still be hot.”
“… Wow, that’s hot.”
“Uh-huh.”
It was a steaming old yellow crop.
is it potatoes? Seeing the children eating the hot stuff in a hurry, it felt like something like a hot potato was burning in my heart.
Was there any doubt
Still, just in case, I waited until they finished eating the potatoes. Because it was not common and standard practice to lure hungry children with food and use them for horrendous things.
However, the children who ate all the potatoes immediately returned to their rooms. All that was left was Paru, the forest keeper, who cleans things up. He says without looking back.
“Who is there?”
Did you notice that I am there? He was a person with a sharp sense of whether it was not bluff to protect this forest. This would be similar to a wild animal.
slurp.
I stepped out of the shadow over the corner and made my way towards him. Seeing me, he opened his eyes narrowly and scratched his forehead as if hesitantly.
“Did you say you were Marmar’s friend? That, his name… .”
“This is Teo Gospel.”
“If it’s Tae-oh’s gospel… .”
The face of the man who heard my name shimmered in a subtle light under the moonlight.
However, I could vaguely understand that it wasn’t because I was the most famous half-elf in Angmar. he murmurs
“If it’s gospel… .”
“It’s a common name in daycare centers like this. Gloriana and Gracia.”
“Right. exactly. Right now, this nursery alone has over ten gospels. Beyond this fence and forest, there will be countless more. Then can you understand what I just said?”
“Children in their growing age will be hungry with just the right amount.”
At my words, Faroo raised his bearded lips.
“right. I did too. Now, when I think back on my childhood, I can only remember being hungry. I did anything to fill my stomach. I hated it.”
“So secretly potatoes?”
“All grown ups look down on the little ones. My childhood memories are surprisingly clear. So, I wish I had at least one good memory when they grew up one day.”
Filling your stomach with hot potatoes and sleeping on the bed with a warm body. It was sure to be a good memory. This person is a good-hearted person.
It is said that herbivores can instinctively sense a crisis. Even nymphs have a natural instinct to distinguish between good and evil. As a half-elf, I was somewhat similar.
You can tell that this person is a good person. Contrary to what I was worried about, if there was a man like this, this nursery might be a good place.
It is a place where Marmar’s friend is the director. Friends tend to resemble each other. If it was Narnar, a friend that Marmar admired, he might have kept his distance from evil things.
“… there.”
At that time, Paru, the forest keeper, looked at my complexion and asked carefully.
“Tae-oh, you look like a pretty tall person.”
“Why do you think so?”
“Baron Voltaire is the most noble and elegant man I know. But you’re dressed better than that, and you’ve come in a nice chariot. And, I think you are more proud than Baron Voltaire.”
It seems that he inferred his identity by looking at my actions and attitudes.
When I was lost in thought for a moment because I didn’t know how to explain that I was a court wizard in the royal palace, the queen’s official record, and furthermore, the only survivor of the Angmar family.
The forest keeper Faroo, who seemed very restless, added:
“And, being Marmar’s friend, he must have a pretty broad heart. I know it’s okay to ask for something like this, but… . Please save that child.”
“Are you saved? who?”
It was a sudden story, so I had no choice but to ask. The moment the forest keeper opens his mouth as if trying to add an explanation, someone shines a light on us.
“Who is there?”
It was a nun with a black towel on her head. Perhaps because of her appearance, the forest keeper Paru shut his mouth and quickly disappeared somewhere.
* * *
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Next day.
The bed was hard and uncomfortable, so I opened my eyes.
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No, it wasn’t that the bed was uncomfortable, but there were several reasons why it was difficult to sleep. What did Forest Keeper Faroo want to tell me?
I care.
If I can meet you today, I’ll ask.
Shh.
I got up and went outside the building where the early morning cold had not yet gone. Marmar is busily moving outside in the mist and dew.
“Marmar, what are you doing?”
“Ah! comrade! Wake up! Anyway, I was going to bring you some water!”
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Marmar was using the well’s pulley to scoop up a water jar. The task seems quite difficult, so he shakes his head when he tries to help.
“I was in charge of the morning water. I used to scoop water from the well and put it in front of the nuns and the headmaster. There were no pulleys like this back then. It’s been good here too!”
“okay?”
Marmar then introduced me to the monastery’s vegetable garden and orchard.
“It really hasn’t changed at all. Just like the days I remembered!”
It looks pretty cheerful and bright. It’s a hometown that has been preserved exactly as he remembered it, so the nostalgia you feel when you return after a long time is certainly exciting.
“There is a swing here too! Uncle Faroo repaired the abandoned rope and made a swing on the branch here. I used to wait and ride.”
Is it Forest Keeper Paru?
I asked.
“So where is the man named Faroo now?”
Marmar staring here and there while drooling.
“Well… , I haven’t seen you since morning. You’re busy, so you probably went out to the woods! Rather, comrade, come this way! I’ll show you something cool!”
stunner?
I followed Marmar with a slight expectation that it might show a luminous tail shining in 12 colors. However, what Marmar showed was above the high chimney of the monastery.
When I climbed up to the place full of pigeon nests, I was able to see the monastery site overlooking at a glance and the royal capital Monarch City in the distance.
“It’s a wonderful scenery.”
“right? I’ve always been thinking about this Who the hell lives in that big city? Now I have one big building over there!”
“To become the owner of the building, Marmar, you succeeded.”
“What am I! Thanks to my comrades for their help!”
Young Marmar looked at the world from here. As I was looking at the world through the eyes of a young child, someone shouted from below.
“you! Don’t be there and help people! Today is the day Patron is coming!”
Saying that, he walks away. Am I mistaken for other children? After all, neither I nor Marmar can look like a boy or girl from a distance.
we came down
Even though it was early in the morning to eat breakfast, the monastery was busy with cleaning and decorating, both children and adults alike.
I asked.
“Marmar, what are you all doing?”
“… Well? I do not know either. Is it cleaning day? As far as I know, the cleaning is the last day of the sun in the last week. There, nun. What is everyone doing now… ?”
Marmar asked the nun holding the water jar.
Perhaps she is very busy, she simply replies, “Welcome to guests.” Then, what did Patron do? Maybe the day the supporters of this orphanage will come?
When he concluded that he was dressing up and decorating to look good to his patrons, a young man hurriedly ran into the garden and said:
“The Baron is coming!”
The atmosphere around him was very noisy. Soon, from somewhere, a carriage entered the monastery. Wasn’t the carriage unable to run in this forest? No, there must be one possible.
This is Baron Voltaire, the owner of the forest.
Awkward, gleeful.
At last the door of the carriage opened, and a pointed shoe with a staff was pushed out from within.
Soon you will see black gloves, a slender swallow-like tailcoat, a pointed beard, and blue eyes covered by neat spectacles. He looked like a baron even if he pretended to be.
That man is Baron Voltaire.
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Children start clapping at him, and some take wreaths like they had prepared last night and hang them around his neck.
“Thank you every time.”
The baron, who looked quite strict, smiled and patted the children. At the same time, he instructs something with his chin gesture towards his coach.
“Give it to the children.”
Soon the coaches unloaded the load they had been carrying on the wagon.
Then he takes something out of the package and gives it to the children.
“Ruru, you said you wanted a doll. Oliver, you were a glove. Again, let’s see where you… , was it paints and brushes? here it is.”
It seems that the children write down what they want in advance and then buy it. It seemed clear to me why the people of this monastery were so busy to greet their patrons.
It’s nice to see like Christmas. It seemed to be the same for Marmar, and it slowly calmed down as they watched the children smiling brightly with their tails raised up with caution.
“Baron Voltaire, I thought you were a bad person for taking the forest. He must have been a better person than I thought.”
“I know.”
While I was nodding moderately, Abbey Narnar appeared and bowed my head.
“I was waiting for you to come.”
Today’s Narnar wore a black evening dress more like a young lady than a nun or imp. The face is also painted with light makeup, and earrings and necklaces are jingled around the ears and neck.
Are you really the same person as she was yesterday?
The baron said when I was momentarily perplexed by the change in mood.
“Sister, Nar. I have a present for you too. I want to go inside and show you. You will like it very much. Your spell was difficult to obtain even for me.”
Shh.
The baron put his hand on Narnar’s waist like a lover. The two entered the building. I try to mumble to chase after the feeling of a little bewilderment.
“The two of you don’t seem to get along normally.”
“… … .”
However, there was no reply from Marmar. When she turned her head slightly, Marmar, with a face in great bewilderment, was trembling.
“Nonsense. Carrying… , I think something is wrong with this. I’ll have to ask. Carrying… .”
And then it jumps out without me even having time to hold onto it.
I ran after Marmar, who ran like a squirrel. Because I had a strong nymphic premonition like that, if I don’t stop him now, something big will happen.
And my predictions came true.
A room for receiving guests. A high, angry shout of a woman could be heard through the wide open gap.
“Marmar, what are you doing now!?”
“But, Narnar… .”
As I approached the drawing room wondering what was going on, I could see the colorful decorations inside and the leopard carpets on the chandelier floor.
A luxurious room that does not fit into this old and frugal monastery. I wondered how the hell this happened, but that’s not what I should prioritize.
“Marmar, apologize to the baron and get out of here. No matter how much you say you are my old friend, this is rude.”
“That, but… .”
Marmar was being scolded by the angry director. It seemed that the relationship between the two friends would get worse if they stayed like this, so I decided to stop watching and jump into the situation.
“Hey, everyone, calm down for a second.”
It was when I stood between the two imps. Baron Voltaire, who was sitting on the sofa watching this calmly, blinked lightly.
“No, you… .”