Chapter 36 – 36. The First Great Crisis of the Otherworld Summoner (3)
– One –
‘Does not exist. Urmama never drank wine… !’
I finally got a clue.
‘Think about it. You need to find out the cause. Motive later. First, think about how you became addicted.’
Calmly control your heart to be excited.
Bubbly.
Keep your steps at the same pace as before.
Be careful not to express your excitement in your steps.
‘No matter who’s food Urmama ate, it only made her condition worse. If we assume that all the food we eat contains poison, wine may contain antidote!’
Guess
‘Urmama usually doesn’t drink wine.’
She dislikes wine, saying it makes her dizzy, astringent, sour, and bitter.
This is a fact everyone in the party knows.
So no one offers her either her wine or her wine-soaked water.
‘Damn it, their goal was Urmama from the beginning!’
The sun goes down.
I don’t care.
Keep thinking
‘Why the hell? Why did you target Urmama?’
Urmama is Monohorn’s weakness.
Monohorn is Urmama’s weakness.
They are each other’s most fatal weakness.
‘To tie my ankles. To take away my freedom of action. To get Urmama to grab my ankles! That’s why I used enough poison to not die!’
Monohorn’s back was wet with cold sweat.
‘Their goal is to capture us alive. Shit, are they the regal hounds?’
Goosebumps run through her body at the conclusion she has reached.
‘As I expected, I must drink wine too. To be fine even after eating poisoned food. If I don’t drink and get poisoned, I could be kidnapped!’
Monohorn’s body trembled.
By pretending to be cold, she hides her fears from her betrayer.
Sweep her forearms up and down with both of her hands.
‘Can Mamang get well if he drinks wine? It is not known whether it can be prevented or cured. But it’s better to try than to do nothing!’
Jerk, jerk.
Footsteps falter
I squeeze the pocket hidden in my pants dance.
The hand holding the pocket trembles.
When I feel the touch of the pocket, I feel a little reassured.
Regain minimal stability.
The tremor gradually subsides.
‘Then, who is the hound? Which bastard betrayed you? Martel? Calvados?’
I stare at the backs of the two one by one with sharp eyes.
‘The wine was obtained by Calvados. It is Martel who has the wine diluted with water. No, these fucking things, why is the division of labor so thorough? Tiki-taka doesn’t come, Shibural.’
Monohorn is in confusion.
It’s still hard to clear both of the charges.
‘Ha, fuck. Should we treat both as traitors? Ok then These shitties! As long as I can protect Urmama, whether I’m a traitor or not, whether I die or fall, does it matter to me?’
Confusion subsided.
‘You have to be cool. You don’t have to obsess over uncovering the traitor. I’m going to kill a fool trying to save a fool out of pity or justice.’
Suddenly, the group stopped.
Lost in thought, Monohorn found them stopped a little later.
“Ha, damn it. I’m sorry. The road is blocked.”
“No, it looks like the road was right. It was just blocked by an avalanche. I’m sorry I was stubborn.”
At the sound of their words, Mono Horn raised her head.
Thought was interrupted
“Uh, so you’re not leaving the party, Martel?”
“That’s right. I’ll apologize once again. I’m sorry I doubted the leader and spoke harshly.”
“Ah, no. It’s okay. First of all, the sun has been lost today, and Jin and Maman seem to be having a harder time marching? “
“To agree.”
They scouted the surroundings for a place to rest.
– 2 –
“Hey, Jean. Are you okay? I think you’re really overexerting yourself, so why don’t you take a break today? Mamang, I’ll stay up all night and take care of the sick, taking turns between me and Martel.”
Haha. It’s okay.”
Monohorn staggered out of its groggy state.
She barely pulled out firewood for the campfire, and crouched down with her back against a wide rock.
Her limbs tremble.
Beep beep.
Emptying all of her own water bags with her trembling hands.
She unwraps the cloak wrapped in Ur Mama’s arms.
During the day, take the chilled pebbles out and place them around the campfire.
Dump.
“Haha.”
She catches her breath and sits down.
Bow her head
However, the eyes sharply scan the left and right.
Monohorn pretended that she was in a state of exhaustion.
“We don’t have enough food. After breakfast tomorrow, everything will be gone.”
“I’m worried. Do I have to hunt at least?”
I put her head between my knees and watch the two of them talking, rolling around with only her eyes raised.
Also take a close look around.
They found crevices in rocks and cliffs, created by falling rocks from an avalanche that were firmly embedded in the ground.
There was a ridge behind him.
As the mountains collapsed, the ridges exposed a tawny flesh that did not match the snowy white world.
On the left and right, it was covered with falling rocks, snowdrifts, and mounds of dirt.
Only a narrow gap in the front was connected to the outside.
Although the sky was wide open, fortunately the snow had stopped, so it wasn’t too cold.
It doesn’t look like it will snow tomorrow.
The halo did not set on the three moons hanging in the night sky.
“Then I’ll look around for a while and come back. If there’s an animal that can be eaten, I’ll catch it.”
“Please.”
Tree roots are embedded in the walls surrounding them, created by flowing soil.
Those can be used whenever you want.
Monohorn grabs the pocket of the pants dance and then releases it.
The shaking in her hands has already stopped.
Behind him, an earthen wall entwined with tree roots firmly supports him.
‘Status window.’
================== Status window ==================
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▶ Message from the Goddess: Your spouse has a [Weak poisoning] Condition!
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‘The addiction has weakened a little. Shall we drink wine now? No, it’s too obvious to do it all of a sudden. Knowing what I noticed, I don’t know what I would do. Is it a weak poison and can be naturally detoxified? I’m glad then… Mamang, please bear with me a little longer. Don’t be sick, please…’
Tadadat!
Martell moves away at great speed.
There were only three left by the campfire.
No, an awkward silence remained as well.
“Is Maman okay?”
“Yes.”
Monohorn refuses Calvados’ approach with his eyes.
He raises his hands and expresses with his body that he has no intention of getting up from his seat.
“Why don’t you feed me some rice?”
“I think it will be more difficult if I feed it now because it keeps throwing up. I’ll feed it when it calms down a bit. Thank you for your concern.”
It was to the extent that anyone could notice that his gratitude was borderline mixed.
Calvados’s face was filled with sadness, but he did not spit it out.
“Yes. If you need help, talk to me anytime. It’s the same party, right?”
“Yes.”
After that, Mono Hon untied Ur Mama’s collar, and she placed a wet towel on her forehead.
She wipes her lips
She also wipes the nape of her neck, soiled with vomit.
The heat flower on her face is bursting with her blood and pus.
There were mottled scars on her pretty face.
In case of further scarring, she gently patted her face and wiped it off.
Sad.
Angry.
It is unfair.
Sorry.
‘Sorry…’
Tears well in his eyes.
Beep!
Suddenly, the voice of the place rings.
“This…?”
“It’s like Martel’s filial piety.”
Cringe
Monohorn goes for it.
‘Who is this crazy bitch calling?’
Clenched her fists
Both rise from their seats.
“Why did you suddenly use filial piety? Did you find a vigilante night patrol?”
The face of Calvados with a bewildered look felt only disgusting to Monohorn.
Still endure
Still not sure who the traitor is.
But she doesn’t show her back hastily or act recklessly.
Stay vigilant and wait for a while.
Calvados, who could not hide his bewildered expression, stood up as well, and was wary of his surroundings.
Tadak!
“It’s late. But I caught a rabbit. Huh? Why are you both standing up?”
Martel is back.
In one hand, she was holding a dead rabbit with a thorn stuck in the nape of her neck.
“Martell. Did you find a vigilante night patrol?”
Mono Horn was glad that Calvados had asked her questions on her behalf.
“Ah. Were you alert when you heard the noise? No. I accidentally shot the arrow while chasing a rabbit. There was no one around.”
“Whoa. That’s fortunate. Give me the rabbit here. I’ll trim it. If you don’t trim it quickly, blood will soak into the meat and the smell will get worse.”
Calvados grooms the rabbit.
Only then did Martell, who unarmed her and sat comfortably, look back at Mono Horn.
“Jin. Is Maman okay?”
“It’s better than before. Huh?
Monohorn rises from his seat.
Take out a small amount of grain powder, put it in a bowl, and turn the water bag upside down.
“Ah… I drank all the water. Can you give me some Martel water? The snow around here is mixed with soil, so it’s a bit difficult to melt it and feed it.”
I look back at Martell with a nonchalant expression.
‘If Martel hesitates to hand over the water with wine, this bitch is the culprit.’
“We are here.”
Without hesitation, she handed over a leather pouch filled with wine.
‘Fuck, isn’t it Martel too? Acting?’
Beep beep.
She takes two sips of water with wine.
Every inch.
Conceal the confusion, add wine-flavored water and bring to a boil naturally.
‘Or is it an antidote that loses its effectiveness when heated? Volatility? What? Ha, fuck. Doesn’t it mean that the antidote becomes deadly poison when heated?’
He seemed to have seen too many light novels, so he blamed himself for a moment.
Bubbling.
‘There is no end to thinking like that. For now, throw a number here.’
Whoops, whoops!
Blow carefully, and the moderately cooled Mi-Eum flows little by little into Urmama’s mouth.
She does not bother waking up the exhausted Urmama.
Perhaps because she vomited a lot and was hungry, she didn’t even wake up and swallowed the Mieum that Monohorn carefully spilled.
After repeating dozens of times, I fed the entire bowl of Mieum.
“Mum yum yum.”
The sound of her voice as she licked her lips brought some of her energy back.
‘Is it a success?! Status window!’
================== Status window ==================
…
▶ Message from the Goddess: Your spouse has [Exhaustion] Abnormal status!
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‘Sibak! Oh my god! Addiction gone! Wine for sure! Thank God, Urmama!’
However, her condition did not improve rapidly after being ill for two full days.
Still she had blistered fiery flowers on her face, bursting and scarring her.
She was still exhausted, and she had a hard time controlling herself.
Mono Horn glares at Martel’s back as she grills her campfire.
‘You don’t know anything? Or did you call your colleagues, and Mamang will be exhausted anyway, so it doesn’t matter if it’s detoxified?’
Frustrated.
I wish they would at least fight by taking off their masks and bumping their bodies against each other.
Of course, if we were to bet on a head-to-head match here, it would be done in an instant.
In a head-to-head fight that was hard to see, Monohorn was really exhausted.
“It’s done! Come and eat!”
Calvados finished the grooming, and brought out well-cooked rabbit meat.
“It’s not much, but share it between the two of you. I’ll chew on the leftover jerky.”
“Why? Wouldn’t it be better to eat some?”
“I can barely swallow the mamangdo, but I don’t think the meat will go in.”
Calvados burst into laughter at Monohorn’s words.
“There was a reason why honey dripped from Mamang’s eyes. I understand. I’ll eat more and protect you until the end!”
“Thank you, Calvados.”
Monohorn also smiled and sat down next to Urmama.
Again, in front of a dirt wall with a lot of tree roots sticking out.
Monohon was now the place where I could put my mind at ease.
Look at both
“Give me some salt.”
“We are here.”
“Thank you.”
The two of them eat a small rabbit.
Eat rabbits and drink water with wine in between.
‘Neither of them will be poisoned by Urmama’s poison.’
Monohorn’s eyes deepened.
Tsk tsk.
The two were chewing on the remaining rabbit bones and sucking out the marrow.
Apparently, one small rabbit was not enough for two adults to eat.
After marching through the snowy field all day, the two of them’s eyes twitch as they fill their stomachs with greasy meat.
A faint hunger hit them.
It was then.
Climb up, run up, run up, run up.
Flinch.
Mono Horn heard a faint sound and strained her body.
“Someone’s coming!”
Martel reacted a little later than that.
It is unclear whether this was due to starvation or an intentional delay.
Does not matter.
Mono Horn puts her hands in her trouser pockets and squeezes her hidden pockets.
Okay.
She quickly hugs Ur Mama.
“Enemy? Numbers?”
Calvados asks.
“Unknown. The number is ten horses. It is currently unknown how many are riding.”
Martell’s eyes are strained and he reads the information quickly.
“At least ten to a maximum of twenty?”
Both Calvados and Martell were very nervous.
“What is the countermeasure policy?”
“Jin, Mamang and I stand by the rear. I’m in the front. Martell is preparing to shoot from the current position. There is no retreat, so if you approach with impure intentions after warning, we will kill you immediately without threatening fire!”
Calvados orders a tough response to Martel’s question.
In the meantime, Monohorn hugs Urmama and stands close to the wall.
And then she is ready to raise this ability.
She looks around.
‘If you use your strength without the public, everything will collapse, chuckle! Shibural, if you see a pantsuit angle, you have to jump out of it whether it collapses or not. Those bastards, what do you know if they die or not?’
“Hirya! Ehehehehe!”
“Whoa! Whoa!”
Ten men on horseback surround them.
Hee hee!
The horses were doing a rough tour, and their whole bodies were wet with white sweat.
“Look at that. What did I say? Listen to me today, so can’t you not play the ball? When I said that I thought I heard a flute sound, the bastard who said that he was deaf and heard nonsense now voluntarily beats his head.”
Standing at the forefront, the giant Jang Han shouted in a thick voice.
No, even though he just said it, it was a crazy voice that made his head thump as if he had shouted into his ear.
“No, I know the boss has a good ear. But in the middle of the night when the snow has barely stopped, some crazy people are playing the flute at the foot of an avalanche? That doesn’t really make sense.”
Martel’s eyes widen.
Embarrassment stains her face.
It’s like she’s brought in a group of horse bandits by her own mistake!
But right now there is no time to cover the right or wrong.
Calvados examines the armaments of the magicians.
‘The armament is too good. I can’t win.’
He licks his lips and steps forward.
“Let’s negotiate! What do you want? Money?”
